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SNIKT
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Kitty was holding her breath as she phased through the wall into Logans room. Of course, that wasnt unusualshe always had to hold her breath when phasing through solidsbut she kept holding it as she padded silently towards the dark shapes of the sleeping duo.
She paused to swallow, then slowly bent down, still phased. She could hear the faint, slow rasp of Logans breath, but her heartbeat sounded loud enough to wake a deaf man, let alone the local feral.
The fact that he couldnt hurt her right now didnt make her feel much better.
Finally out of air, she breathed out, then froze as Kylee shifted, her nose twitching slightly as she rolled back against the unconscious man behind her.
She tried not to look at him, but even in the darkness the pale gleam of wet blood drew kept trying to draw her gaze.
She was running out of air. She had to move.
She leaned forward slowly, unphasing as she took a hold of the girls shoulder and slowly shifted her away from Wolverines chest. Kylee, ever the deep sleeper, breathed out the softly rumblings of a purr but didnt wake.
Her pajamas were wetsticky. With blood, even if it wasnt her own. Kitty closed her eyes, doing her best not to think about that as she eased her away, then phased back out as she lifted Kylee from the floor, taking her with her into intangibility.
Kylee hardly stirred as she was lifted into Kittys arms. Kitty headed for the door, still treading softly, her heart pounding in her ears.
Beast was hovering there, shifting from foot to foot with as much nervousness that Kitty had ever observed in him. He held out his hands, and Kitty wordlessly handed the little girl in her arms over.
Kylees nose twitched. Her ear flickered back. Her eyes shot open, and immediately she bolted upright.
No! WOLVIE!
She twisted and leaped out of his arms before Beast could get a firm hold of her, but he snatched her right out of the air.
Kylee hissed, a tornado of angry cat cutting into Beasts blue fur. She got to his shoulder and he dragged her down with a curse as she nipped painfully at his ear, but she twisted her head and chomped down hard on Hanks thumb with a feral snarl. Beast jerked back with a snarl of his own, and the noise suddenly doubled in volume from behind him as a deep growl rumbled from the darkness.
SNIKT!
Oh dear, Hank said, freezing with Kylee at arms length, his glasses hanging askew from one ear.
He made a clean leap back as Kitty phased back into the wall, and Wolverine staggered into the light of the hallway, one clawed hand leaning against the doorframe.
He stopped, half-slumped, half crouched, flinching at the brightness of the hall in his one bloodshot eye. Kylee was trying to fight towards him again, but Beast had her arms pinned firmly and was determined not to let her go.
The sounds of her struggle shook the feral man out of his pained shock. He bared his bloodied teeth, and even Beast couldnt hold back a shudder as Wolverine pulled away from the doorway, hunched like a beast, his eye wild as he limped forward, fists clenched and claws ready at his side.
Beast stepped back. Wolverine. Logan, listen to me. Were just trying to help
Wolverine lunged.
Beast was surprised at how quickly the injured man was still able to move, and felt the claws pass within millimeters of his skin as he leaped back. Kylee screamed again as he flipped down the hall, hearing Wolverine close on his tail.
Kitty returned through the wall behind Logan, dragging a large metal man behind her. Colossus didnt stop, but moved out of her grip, and caught Wolverines leg as he tried to leap.
Im sorry, Tovarish, Peter Rasputin said as he grabbed the man from behind, effectively pinning his claws to his side. Wolverine snarled and balked, but Peter could lift a truck without strain, and in his weakened state Wolverine didnt stand a chance of getting loose, no matter how he kicked or twisted.
That didnt keep him from trying. Peter finally put him to the ground, all but sitting on him to keep him from struggling. It was breaking open any wounds that were beginning to heal over, and blood was beginning to seep slowly into the carpet beneath him.
Well done, Mr. Rasputin, Beast said, still holding a furious little girl. Shed gotten away in the tussle, and his face was now well-scratched as well, but he had her by the scruff of her neck and kept her safely away. She hung there, scrambling to get a glimpse of Logan.
I can take her, Storm said, coming out of an adjoining room with a pale Jubilee and Rogue. And you can go to bed, you three. All is in control, now.
Logan Rogue began, starting towards the still man, who now lay all but still, his claws still unsheathed and his teeth bared in a snarl against the floor. Each breath rasped out as a rough, hair-raising growl.
To bed, Rogue, Storm repeated. You need rest, and more people will only upset him.
But Storm, ah
He wouldnt want you seeing him like this, Storm said, looking at her sternly. You know that.
Rogue hesitated, but then nodded reluctantly.
Good. Now all of you. Get some sleep. We may need your help in the morning.
Kitty looked doubtful. She glanced at Peter, pulled her torn nightgown better closed, and nodded. All three of them headed to their rooms, glancing back more than once as they went.
Now, Storm said, looking at Beast. I can take her.
Shes gone into a feral state herself, it seems, Beast observed.
I was raised on the streets of Cairo, Storm said. I can handle her.
Hank handed the girl over cautiously, and though she tried to struggle Storms grip was firm and her manner unyielding. Kylee hissed, but Storm was too quick and caught her so she couldnt add another mark to her scratch from earlier that evening.
Fascinating, Beast said, watching the feral child for a moment longer, but no longer than that. He turned to Peter. Now, if you wouldnt mind, if you could take our dear Wolverine to the medlab
His request was again rudely interrupted from Kylee, who began growling and struggling in earnest again. She managed to get a hand loose and darted towards Storms face, but Beast caught her arm.
Now, Kylee, dont you want Logan well again? Beast tried reasonably. She just hissed at him and tried to bite him again. He looked at Storm. We had best take her away from here. Her state is not making his any easier.
Storms eyes went to Wolverine and she swallowed, then nodded. You are right, she said. Take care of him, Hank.
Of course.
Storm turned and started down the hall as Colossus began rising, keeping a firm grip on Wolverines arms. The man was growling louder now, and as Storm started carrying Kylee off towards her own bed the little girl snapped back and cried out brokenly:
W-wolvie!
Her voice was like new blood. Wolverines head snapped up, his arm twisting out of Colossuss metal grip. He twisted over, catching his steel nose with his elbow and knocking Peter back a step from surprise.
Wolverine snarled, echoing Kylees frantic screams as he knocked Colossus back into the wall and nearly through it. Beast jumped forward to defend his comrade, and Wolverine ducked, but not quick enough to dodge the firm kick right to his chest. He fell, gasping blood, and Beast dropped next to him, jabbing a syringe into his chest as he struggled to rise.
Im sorry, Wolverine, he said, standing back as the man swung weakly towards him as the drug began taking affect. I hoped I wouldnt have to do this.
The drug hit him like a wall. He stared for a second, and without his healing factor Wolverine just slumped back gracelessly, his head knocking loudly against the carpet and the wood beneath.
WOOLVIEEE!! Kylee screamed as Wolverine went limp.
Kylee, he is just sleeping
Kylees horror split Beasts weak attempt at comfort as her screams vanished behind gasping sobs as she strained towards the unconscious man.
Beasts own fur went back guiltily. Would you mind trying to put her to bed? he asked Storm, loud enough to be heard over the girls tears. Try to explain what is going on. The poor child is tired and traumatized. He paused, looking quite tired himself. Piotr, if you would help Wolverine down to the labIm afraid hes even worse off than I predicted.
The young colossus nodded, looking a bit harried himself despite his metal exterior. He bent to lift Wolverine into his metal arms easily, but with surprising gentleness, and together they headed down the stairs to the lab. Kylees broken sobs faded behind them.
TBC . . .
Kitty was holding her breath as she phased through the wall into Logans room. Of course, that wasnt unusualshe always had to hold her breath when phasing through solidsbut she kept holding it as she padded silently towards the dark shapes of the sleeping duo.
She paused to swallow, then slowly bent down, still phased. She could hear the faint, slow rasp of Logans breath, but her heartbeat sounded loud enough to wake a deaf man, let alone the local feral.
The fact that he couldnt hurt her right now didnt make her feel much better.
Finally out of air, she breathed out, then froze as Kylee shifted, her nose twitching slightly as she rolled back against the unconscious man behind her.
She tried not to look at him, but even in the darkness the pale gleam of wet blood drew kept trying to draw her gaze.
She was running out of air. She had to move.
She leaned forward slowly, unphasing as she took a hold of the girls shoulder and slowly shifted her away from Wolverines chest. Kylee, ever the deep sleeper, breathed out the softly rumblings of a purr but didnt wake.
Her pajamas were wetsticky. With blood, even if it wasnt her own. Kitty closed her eyes, doing her best not to think about that as she eased her away, then phased back out as she lifted Kylee from the floor, taking her with her into intangibility.
Kylee hardly stirred as she was lifted into Kittys arms. Kitty headed for the door, still treading softly, her heart pounding in her ears.
Beast was hovering there, shifting from foot to foot with as much nervousness that Kitty had ever observed in him. He held out his hands, and Kitty wordlessly handed the little girl in her arms over.
Kylees nose twitched. Her ear flickered back. Her eyes shot open, and immediately she bolted upright.
No! WOLVIE!
She twisted and leaped out of his arms before Beast could get a firm hold of her, but he snatched her right out of the air.
Kylee hissed, a tornado of angry cat cutting into Beasts blue fur. She got to his shoulder and he dragged her down with a curse as she nipped painfully at his ear, but she twisted her head and chomped down hard on Hanks thumb with a feral snarl. Beast jerked back with a snarl of his own, and the noise suddenly doubled in volume from behind him as a deep growl rumbled from the darkness.
SNIKT!
Oh dear, Hank said, freezing with Kylee at arms length, his glasses hanging askew from one ear.
He made a clean leap back as Kitty phased back into the wall, and Wolverine staggered into the light of the hallway, one clawed hand leaning against the doorframe.
He stopped, half-slumped, half crouched, flinching at the brightness of the hall in his one bloodshot eye. Kylee was trying to fight towards him again, but Beast had her arms pinned firmly and was determined not to let her go.
The sounds of her struggle shook the feral man out of his pained shock. He bared his bloodied teeth, and even Beast couldnt hold back a shudder as Wolverine pulled away from the doorway, hunched like a beast, his eye wild as he limped forward, fists clenched and claws ready at his side.
Beast stepped back. Wolverine. Logan, listen to me. Were just trying to help
Wolverine lunged.
Beast was surprised at how quickly the injured man was still able to move, and felt the claws pass within millimeters of his skin as he leaped back. Kylee screamed again as he flipped down the hall, hearing Wolverine close on his tail.
Kitty returned through the wall behind Logan, dragging a large metal man behind her. Colossus didnt stop, but moved out of her grip, and caught Wolverines leg as he tried to leap.
Im sorry, Tovarish, Peter Rasputin said as he grabbed the man from behind, effectively pinning his claws to his side. Wolverine snarled and balked, but Peter could lift a truck without strain, and in his weakened state Wolverine didnt stand a chance of getting loose, no matter how he kicked or twisted.
That didnt keep him from trying. Peter finally put him to the ground, all but sitting on him to keep him from struggling. It was breaking open any wounds that were beginning to heal over, and blood was beginning to seep slowly into the carpet beneath him.
Well done, Mr. Rasputin, Beast said, still holding a furious little girl. Shed gotten away in the tussle, and his face was now well-scratched as well, but he had her by the scruff of her neck and kept her safely away. She hung there, scrambling to get a glimpse of Logan.
I can take her, Storm said, coming out of an adjoining room with a pale Jubilee and Rogue. And you can go to bed, you three. All is in control, now.
Logan Rogue began, starting towards the still man, who now lay all but still, his claws still unsheathed and his teeth bared in a snarl against the floor. Each breath rasped out as a rough, hair-raising growl.
To bed, Rogue, Storm repeated. You need rest, and more people will only upset him.
But Storm, ah
He wouldnt want you seeing him like this, Storm said, looking at her sternly. You know that.
Rogue hesitated, but then nodded reluctantly.
Good. Now all of you. Get some sleep. We may need your help in the morning.
Kitty looked doubtful. She glanced at Peter, pulled her torn nightgown better closed, and nodded. All three of them headed to their rooms, glancing back more than once as they went.
Now, Storm said, looking at Beast. I can take her.
Shes gone into a feral state herself, it seems, Beast observed.
I was raised on the streets of Cairo, Storm said. I can handle her.
Hank handed the girl over cautiously, and though she tried to struggle Storms grip was firm and her manner unyielding. Kylee hissed, but Storm was too quick and caught her so she couldnt add another mark to her scratch from earlier that evening.
Fascinating, Beast said, watching the feral child for a moment longer, but no longer than that. He turned to Peter. Now, if you wouldnt mind, if you could take our dear Wolverine to the medlab
His request was again rudely interrupted from Kylee, who began growling and struggling in earnest again. She managed to get a hand loose and darted towards Storms face, but Beast caught her arm.
Now, Kylee, dont you want Logan well again? Beast tried reasonably. She just hissed at him and tried to bite him again. He looked at Storm. We had best take her away from here. Her state is not making his any easier.
Storms eyes went to Wolverine and she swallowed, then nodded. You are right, she said. Take care of him, Hank.
Of course.
Storm turned and started down the hall as Colossus began rising, keeping a firm grip on Wolverines arms. The man was growling louder now, and as Storm started carrying Kylee off towards her own bed the little girl snapped back and cried out brokenly:
W-wolvie!
Her voice was like new blood. Wolverines head snapped up, his arm twisting out of Colossuss metal grip. He twisted over, catching his steel nose with his elbow and knocking Peter back a step from surprise.
Wolverine snarled, echoing Kylees frantic screams as he knocked Colossus back into the wall and nearly through it. Beast jumped forward to defend his comrade, and Wolverine ducked, but not quick enough to dodge the firm kick right to his chest. He fell, gasping blood, and Beast dropped next to him, jabbing a syringe into his chest as he struggled to rise.
Im sorry, Wolverine, he said, standing back as the man swung weakly towards him as the drug began taking affect. I hoped I wouldnt have to do this.
The drug hit him like a wall. He stared for a second, and without his healing factor Wolverine just slumped back gracelessly, his head knocking loudly against the carpet and the wood beneath.
WOOLVIEEE!! Kylee screamed as Wolverine went limp.
Kylee, he is just sleeping
Kylees horror split Beasts weak attempt at comfort as her screams vanished behind gasping sobs as she strained towards the unconscious man.
Beasts own fur went back guiltily. Would you mind trying to put her to bed? he asked Storm, loud enough to be heard over the girls tears. Try to explain what is going on. The poor child is tired and traumatized. He paused, looking quite tired himself. Piotr, if you would help Wolverine down to the labIm afraid hes even worse off than I predicted.
The young colossus nodded, looking a bit harried himself despite his metal exterior. He bent to lift Wolverine into his metal arms easily, but with surprising gentleness, and together they headed down the stairs to the lab. Kylees broken sobs faded behind them.
TBC . . .