A room filled with wild, and elegant, tropical green plantsgrow.
The vines, leaves, and stems are a lush, dark-green as if watered daily.Such a large number of plants could definitely not be watered by hand, and if they were, it would take quite a while for them to be well-watered.In the far corner of the room stood a somewhat tall and pretty woman who tends to the plants.Her falls around her shoulders in a shower of spider-web like strands, white as fresh-fallen snow.Her eyes resemble that of a ball of electric, blue energy, revealing the power of this quiet soul.
She softly hums to herself, a sweet, melodious harmony escaping her lips.The sunshine seems to soften her feminine, but fit features, and adds to her radiance.She raises her hands in the air, a small misty cloud forming inside of the room.Outpours a shower of pure droplets of water, the soil of the plants beginning to dampen and darken a rich deep brown.A smile stretches across her face, and she waves her hands through the cloud, it disappearing just as quietly as it was conjured.She turns to leave, and just as she was about to open the door, it is gently opened revealing a short and stocky man with an owl-like expression, and hair resembling that of an owl as well.
His face is clothed with strands of dark brown rugged hair, and a cool and brisk grin stretches across his face.He looks at Storm and Storm looks at him.Storm says,”Oh hello Logan.What are you doing here?”
Logan answers,”Oh, I was jus’ comin’ up to visit ya.Ya know, it ain’t too often I do that sorta thing.”
Storm softly chuckles,”Yes.You are correct.I understand.”
Logan glances at her darkened, caramel-colored skin, wishing he could
touch her, but knowing otherwise.He shakes his head as if to snap himself back to reality.A tight lump forms in his throat, feeling like he is trapped.Storm eyes him with worry and asks,”Is something wrong Logan?”
Logan stammers,”Uh, o-ooh, n-no. Nothing is wrong.”
Storm smiles reassuringly at him, her fine softened brown lips curving
like a fox’s.She places one hand upon his shoulder, the feel of her warm hand adding to the need to touch her.Logan tenses up and thinks: I think um goin’ soft.Nah.That’s not it.Logan don’t be goin’ soft.I think it is somethin’ else.Somethin’ I felt before.Could it be love??Nah.Storm and I are just friends.Or is it more??
She slowly lets her hand drop beside her , and she looks at Logan.A knock is heard at the door, and Logan quickly jerks around to answer the door.He pushes it open and Jubilee stands in the doorway, her black eyebrows forming into a tight”v.” She asks with an intensity of annoyance and frustration,”Have you seen Iceman?He is being a pest again, and I am not gonna just let him off the hook again.One can only take so much.”
Logan chuckles and says gruffly,”Nope.I ain’t seen him.Ask the others.”
Jubilee grits her teeth and shakes her head saying tightly,”I have.
They all said the same as you.”
She peers around Logan and looks at Storm.“Have you?”
Storm gently says,”No dear.”
She looks in the face of Logan and a grin begins to form.She thinks:
I think these two were a little busy.Maybe I should I leave them alone.Wolverine always did have a thing goin’ for Storm.I should let the lovebirds enjoy eachother...with their PRIVACY!!!
She exclaims,”Ok.Thanks for the help.”
She turns to leave, and then turns her head slightly around, her hand
on the doorknob, looking directly at Wolverine but saying to both,”Oh...and you two have fun.”
She laughs softly and winks at Wolverine.She then turns away, a groan audibly echoing through the room as she stomps down the stairs.
Storm asks,”What did she mean by have fun?”
Logan strains to speak,”Oh.I don’t know what she meant.You know
how kids are.”
Storm laughs softly, her caramel-dripped voice flowing from her mouth.Storm asks,”How about we go join the others?”
Logan responds,”Okay.Fine with me.That was what we were going to do anyway.”
Just when they were about to leave, a fine yellow beam comes crashing through the glass ceiling from above, shards of glass showering on the plants.The beam hits Storm in the side as she had tried to turn to look up.She falls to the ground with an “umph.”Wolverine tightens his hands into a tight fist, 3 knife-like blades slicing through the skin between his knuckles and fingers. He screams with rage,”Ahhhhh.Show yourself bub.You just made yourself an enemy.”
A sentinel peers through the hole in the ceiling and says,”Target identified.TARGET INITIATED.Prepare to capture.”
Logan explodes with rage and yells,”X-Men.We have an intruder.”
He groans and suddenly charges at the sentinel, futiley slashing away
at the legs of the sentinel.The sentinel says,”The X-men have been captured.They have all been take to our creator.The one who sent us here to capture ALL of the X-men.We have been programmed to do so.”
He picks up Logan by the collar, and bends down to pick up Storm.He holds both of them in his hands,one moaning with pain, battling with consciousness and unconciousness, and another who is slashing and struggling to get free.The sentinel then flies into air.........away to the one who sent him.
(To Be Continued........)
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