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Until we meet again	By : PrincezGeekChic Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1593 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The loud rumble of a motorcycle engine echoed loudly throughout the streets amongst the mid-afternoon traffic. When it passed people were unable to stop themselves from looking at the vehicle as it zoomed past them, leaving nothing but wind and dust behind it. Its operator, a driver dressed in all black paid no mind to the looks that he could feel and at times even smell, he was getting. He had grown used to all kinds of looks and stares from people from countless towns, even more, when he wasn't wearing a helmet that covered his face. He could only guess that somehow he always gave off a suspicious vibe, something that made him just ask to be the subject of gossiping idiots who had nothing else to do. Still, it had been a while since he had been in this town. The man had to admit to himself that it did feel good to be back from his...well, he guessed it was his own kind of vacation. He sniffed twice, sucking in the familiar scent and revved the motorcycle handles, quickly passing cars and weaving through the remaining traffic. He made a quick turn where there were no more cars and soon found himself on a private property's road in a large forest. Instinctively, he slowed his speed slightly and drove for a few more minutes before a large mansion came into view just up ahead. A grin made its way along the man's voice. The place hadn't changed one bit. He drove his motorcycle just past the water fountain and came to a stop right there. He'd put it in the garage later. The call he got from his old friend gave him the feeling that it could wait until he got some information.
The engine came off and he got off the bike, taking off his helmet and taking in a deep breath of the air. He always thought that he could breathe easier here. He hung the helmet on the handle of the bike and pushed a few strands of matted midnight dark hair out of his face. The man turned his head to look at the door and began walking up the steps. He punched the code in and let himself inside, walking through the huge front foyer with red carpet. He stopped walking and grinned again, smelling someone familiar. He spoke before he even decided to look in their direction.
"Long time no see, Hank", The man said, turning to face him and holding his hand out.
"Likewise, Logan", the other said, firmly shaking a greeting and patting him on the shoulder. His friend Hank was literally a beast of a man, every inch of his body covered in dark blue fur. Still much more civilized than he would ever be. He wore a regular pair of dark brown pants and a white t-shirt, obviously as at home as he ever was here.
"So good vacation?" Hank asked.
"Yep. Pretty relaxing", Logan said, pulling off his gloves.
"I'm worried to know what your definition of relaxing is", Hank said.
"Huh...yeah. You probably would", Logan said as they walked further inside.
"Pretty quiet in here. Kids out?", he asked.
"Well the school year did just start and with Jean and Scott at their daytime college classes, it gets quiet", Hank said.
"Just the way I like it", Logan said.
"I assume you got the professor's message", Hank said.
"Yeah, I got his call. Didn't say much though. Just that there was something I needed to know in person."
"We thought you might want to know about...well...let's go see Xavier first. I think it's better he shows you", Hank said. The two walked down a long hallway where a large door was. Although it looked like wood, it was made of steel. Hank touched the square outline on the surface, making it light up as it read his fingerprint. A keypad then appeared, illuminating letters and numbers. Added security. The man quickly put an eight digit code in and the door opened mechanically. It closed behind them and they continued on their way. Logan could see two figures ahead, lit up by the bright light from the multiple large computer screens of Cerebro. A tallish woman with long white hair and dark skin and a man seated in a wheelchair were right in front of him.
"Hello, Logan. Sorry to call you back from you...retreat", the woman said, smiling.
"No worries. I was getting bored anyways", Logan said.
"Hey, Charles. Been good?", he asked, turning his attention to the bald man.
"Yes. Very. It's good to see you. I hope you enjoyed your time away". Xavier said.
"Relaxing", Logan said, casting a glance at Hank.
"But I guess you didn't call me all the way here to chat. What's going on?", he asked.
Storm, Hank, and Xavier exchanged glances before looking at him again.
"Something happen with one of the kids?" Logan asked, crossing his arms in front of him.
"Thankfully no but last night we did get some news on a mutant that we think you would want to to know", Storm said.
"New mutant, huh? Is he making a problem that needs dealing with?", Logan asked.
"No. We didn't want to risk telling you over the phone in case the call was somehow intercepted", Hank said.
"That important", Logan said.
"Yes, for you especially", Xavier said. This made Logan curious.
"Why's that?", the dark-haired man asked.
"Let us show you", Xavier said, wheeling himself in front of the computer screen. They all followed behind him. The older man types quickly on the keyboard and a window popped with a number of readings for different areas of the city. Logan raised his brow. It looked like the professor had been busy. Though he didn't know with what just yet.
"Last night, Cerebro picked up a reading on a mutant but was unable to get their location", Xavier said.
"Yeah. Well, what else is new?", Logan said.
"Why makes them so special?", he asked.
"Because, Logan", Xavier began, turning his head to look at him.
"Whoever this new mutant is, they are a direct match to an archive file...your file", he said. Logan was caught off guard at the news. He grunted, feeling his heart catch in his throat.
"What?", he let out, coming in closer to look.
"Though were could not get an exact location, we did see that they do have both an adamantium skeleton and claws", Hank said.
"The kid. It must be her", Logan said, looking over the readings.
"That's what we think but…We can't be sure. My telepathic powers, even with Cerebro aren't picking up anything", Xavier said.
"Damn", Logan said, clenching his fist.
"What is the kid thinking? This is the last place she should have come back to. She knows that", he said.
"She got away...what is she doing back here?", the man said, scratching his head.
"It could be that she came looking for you", Storm said.
"Hopefully she's not in any sort of danger.", Hank said.
"That'd be even worse", Logan said.
"Hydra and the freaking U.S. government were tearing up everywhere looking for her", he said.
"Until she faked her death", Xavier said.
"So they aren't looking for her", Storm said.
"But if they are...if they find her...or even worse if she gets herself into trouble-", Hank began.
"She won't. Cause' I'm going to find her first", Logan said.
"Charles, does Cerebro say anything about an area of where she is, at least?", he asked.
The professor looked at the screen again, his face somber.
"Hmmm...well, the readings have completely stopped but it did pick up very briefly on them traveling through the Coldedge area before it gave out", he said.
"Then that's where I'll start looking. Assuming that she is planning on passing through here sometime soon, I'll make my way up", Logan said, pulling on one of his gloves.
"Logan, that's more than 300 miles. You're going to look through all of it? That could take weeks. And that's even if she stays long enough in one place", Storm pointed out.
"Then I should get started", Logan said, walking out the door.
"Damon sweetie, slow down or you'll choke", the woman said, letting out a laugh. Her son wasn't kidding when he said he was starving. His appetite became huge and started growing when he reached around 6 years old. She knew he needed to eat but that didn't mean he had to stuff himself silly. The food wasn't going anywhere. It was a good thing she ordered three extra large pizzas. The boy smiled and her and picked up another slice, slowing placing the tip on his tongue. The woman sighed, relieved and bit into her own pepperoni piece. She furrowed her brow a moment later, and rubbed her forehead, seeing Damon stuffing his slice into his mouth before chewing slower. Like she asked him to. Well, he was eating slower...kind of.
"Damon, I mean for you to…", she trailed off, seeing him chew and then smile at her.
She looked away laughing.
"Nevermind. Eat up", she said, pouring a glass of water and pushing it towards him. The woman always wondered how he ate so much but never gained too much weight.
"Tomorrow we'll go school supply shopping. You'll be starting a week late because of the move but I know you'll be fine", the woman said, smiling.
"Back to school. How great", Damon said, eating his crust.
"You like school", she said, leaning forward a bit.
"Um...yeah. I do…", the boy said. The disappointed look on his face made her heart feel like her heart was being stabbed at. He hadn't asked to move. It was her fault that he was torn away from all his friends and his life was completely uprooted from out of nowhere. Everything was on her. All because she couldn't find any escape from a life that she was desperately trying hard to leave behind.
"Oh, Damon. I'm so sorry. I know you miss your friends and your old school. It's just...we had to move. My new job-", the woman started but stopped herself. She'd be lying if she said they moved because of a better paying job. That was just luck. In reality, she had been looking for a brand new place without even knowing if she would be able to get a new position. And she did mean new. She couldn't even risk asking for a transfer because no one could even know or even have a clue of where she had gone. She had to apologize to so many of her coworkers and supervisors because she was leaving without giving any reason why. In the end, the woman could only lie and say that there was some kind of family emergency that forced her to relocation. She shuddered inside saying that F word. For years, the only family she had was her son. The rest of them...they were the last ones she'd ever want to see again. She wasn't going to lie to Damon but she knew he wouldn't understand the truth either.
"I just thought it would be a good new start for us", she said, forcing a small smile.
"But moving you out here like this...I'll...I'll make it up to you. But for now...just try to get used to it", the woman finished. She pushed a few strands of her hair behind her ear and took a breath in and out. She could see the way Damon was looking at her now...sad and worried...for her. He was still young but he could always pick up on her feelings. She looked away and offered another smile, this time with more of an effort, trying to lighten up the situation. She was about to say something but was stopped, seeing Damon get up and walk over to her. The boy pressed himself to her side and wrapped her arms around her neck, squeezing hard.
"Um...Sorry, mom. It'll be ok", he said, reassuringly. Sometimes she wondered who was the parent. But he was right. It would be ok. The woman returned his hug, kissing his cheek once and rubbing her hands down his arms.
"I know. Thank you, Damon", she said.
"And when we get settled, we'll go back to Elkton for Keith's Birthday. Promise", she said.
"Really?", the boy's face lit up.
"Of course. Clarence's and Tom's, too", the woman added, already determined to make the time.
"Wow. Cool!. I can't wait", Damon said, hugging her again.
"Now go finish eating. Or I'll give it away", she jokingly threatened. She never saw him zoom back to his seat so fast before that. He picked up another slice and continued eating. She took a few more bites of her own portion before picking up one of the empty boxes and going into the kitchen. The woman hastily stuffed it into the trash and sighed again, placing her hands on the wooden counter. She looked around her new kitchen, admiring the dark colors and simple interior. It was what she wanted. Something simple in a nice area that was metro accessible. They'd be happy here. New York was a big place and she'd never heard of this town, so luckily no one else back home had either. But then again, she had been sheltered growing up. There was so much about the world she didn't know even now. She touched the ring on her left hand, twirling it between her fingers, coaxing herself once more. New town. New Home. A brand new start. Again, of course. Just the two of them against everything else in the world. They'd be alright.
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