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Already Gone	By : Dalie Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male > Logan/Scott Views: 2843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. The closest I get is having the DVDs. I do not make any money out of this either. It is something to keep me occupied

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The plan was in place, there was nothing left that they really could do. Scott had set up a simulation in the danger room; the mission almost impossible, as the kids had started calling it when they thought he couldn't hear. To be fair to them though, they still threw themselves into it whole heartedly.
He had arranged for Kitty and Bobby to leave and from working with Warren, he had an accurate layout of the pharmaceutical building. They knew where the labs were and where the boy was most likely to be found. They also had a few other areas fully drawn up so the two teenagers could do their best.
He was in bed, even though it was early afternoon. They would be heading out in the evening, so he had gone for a rest before they left. Logan had insisted on going up with him. They were lay together on the too small bed, eyes shut but neither one asleep. Scott was still going over everything that could go wrong and Logan was probably worrying about the kids – Marie especially, as they still hadn't found out where she was.
He opened his eyes, and stared though the darkened room at Logan's face, at the strip of light that had escaped from the gap in the curtains to fall across his forehead. Magneto had moved the Golden Gate Bridge... had the man always been that powerful? Had he just been toning it down? He had been capable of moving their jet, but such a large bridge?
The man was bold, he wasn't the type to hide away what he could do, and he saw no need to do so. The day was a green blue colour. People were worried, he knew. Sad, and a little afraid – unavoidable emotions, especially for those who knew about Phoenix. He wondered if Jean was there... She probably wasn't. Her compassion had always been a defining feature.
He still didn't want to hurt her.

Scott kept muttering about colours. It was strange, but he seemed to have associated colours with different feelings. White – Innocent; Red – Pain; Brown – Life, this was an unusual one, but Logan could sort of understand his reasoning; Yellow – Hope; Blue – Misery, this one the kid commented on a lot, though he apparently hoped their trip to San Francisco would solve this. He was certain there were other colours, but he often hissed phrases like "He's green from fear." Or "that one is brown with life." They were usually under his breath, not meant for anyone's ears, but Logan's hearing was better than most people's.
They were currently stood half way across the well known bridge. It was facing the wrong way though. It had been moved. Scott was whispering green to himself, but his fear wasn't for himself. He was worried about the people they had brought. He was worried they would die, and he would fail them. The abnormal urge to hug the kid once again swept though him. He ignored it, shifting slightly as everyone took a deep breath.
Fear. He could smell it. The air was thick with it, but the adrenaline was strong as well. Fight or flight was an expected response, but hopefully everyone was riling up to fight. They began to move silently across the bridge. There would e reinforcements coming in boats, wooden crafts so Magneto could not manipulate them. A young man by the name of Adrian would be elevating the occupants. He couldn't get them more than 7 feet up, but it would be enough. Their weapons were made of a plastic and there was as little metal as possible.
They were being careful; to an extent... Logan unsheathed his claws and threw himself forwards.

Scott moved silently around the edge of the fray, knocking out those who tried to harm him. He did not currently have his mutation, and he couldn't willingly throw himself into the fight without it as he knew some of his friends would distract themselves trying to defend him.
He could see Jean stood a distance away, beside Magneto and a few others. He fought down his repulsion as he allowed his mind to seek out that of the woman he loved; he could not, however, stop the shudder as Phoenix responded.
Warmth flooded his head and he could feel himself starting to relax. He resisted the urge as he connected a spinning hook kick to the side of a woman's head. Now was not the time for relaxing.
He caught a brief glimpse of Logan, claws out, roaring loudly and fighting with a menace akin to a true animal. It was both oddly beautiful and most disturbing. He hit his short punch into the solar plexus of a man who was barely more than a child then brought a back fist down into the temple.
Scott began to make his way over to the group. His knuckles hurt, his muscles were burning, but he could not deny the thrill he felt on what he was doing, regardless of his disgust at who was on the other end of his attacks.
He felt someone throw a kick at his head, and as he ducked his hands went to his temple. An automatic response, but a frustrating thing to deal with that he could not fight the way he wanted. He swept them over and knocked them out before hurrying along.

Logan spun and swiped though flesh. Blood flew and he sent a kick in the same direction. It was probably cold that he did not feel complete horror for those he was killing, that he was even killing, instead of just leaving them unconscious. However, his claws were not made for being careful, and he was pumped with adrenaline.
He hoped the kids were doing what they had to. Kitty and Bobby had gone to find the cure kid. They had to make their way through the building which would not be a problem. He did hope the mystery boy did not cause them any problems in leaving though. They needed to be well to convince Marie to return.
He stamped on a knee as he thrust his claws into the next foe's shoulder. There would be a signal once the children had escaped; something to let them know it was time to leave. It had been a total consensus amongst the teachers that they should leave as soon as they could, to do as little damage. Even Logan had found himself unable to argue to wipe them all out.
He knew Magneto was charismatic and there were a great number of desperate mutants. They had been marginalised so completely by some people that some felt they had to fight. He swiped his claws through the air again, allowing them to slice through another person. People wanted action, he knew, but he did wonder if this was what they wanted though. To be struggling against those they should be united with...
He shouldered into someone who was in a fierce struggle with one of their kids. He hoped Scott was alright. He was perfectly aware that the kid could fight; the proof was in how many times he had landed on his ass in the danger room, regardless of his obvious advantage in weight, strength and endurance. He wanted to go look for him, but it would be pointless in such a crowd. He was in the middle and Scott had planned to be away from the thick of it.
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