Ultimate Mariko | By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 1702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 24
Meanwhile the other X men had heard the sounds of combat, and had rushed to see what was going on. An alarm sounded, and Gambit was the first to notice. He rushed out along with Nightcrawler. Shiro shot past, flaming brightly in his armor. Below, Gambit streaked with his Bo staff whirling. He reached for a card, charging it before rushing off with the other set of guards.
"What's goin' on?" asked Gambit.
"An intruder. We might be needed… but my cousin must NOT be harmed…" Shiro yelled back.
Kitty phased through the wall of the guest quarters, to be stopped by Colossus who had just rushed out after Gambit. "No, let the guards handle it... we will step in if we are needed…"
The sounds of distant fighting reach her ears, and then Shiro shouting at the X men. "Let us through! I shall handle it! Fall back!"
"Fall back before you're killed!" came the voice of the Silver Samurai. "Protect the main building…"
"Damnit." Logan muttered, jumping down and landing silently. He ran behind the group and unsheathed his claws, causing most of the group to jump out of their skin.
"IT'S HIM!!! IT MUST BE HIM!" one of the guards yelled.
Guards rushed over to Logan, but heard the voice of their Lady barking them to step back. "What is GOING ON HERE?" Mariko shouts.
"Milady... you must get back... something's invaded the compound..." The silver samurai said as he materializes in front of her to block her.
"Kenuchio... what is that... I heard screams..." asked Mariko.
"GO after them..." he indicated, and glared at Logan with his claws out.
A very faint flicker of movement caught Logan's eye. had he not been trained to notice that kind of stuff he would have never seen it. he sniffed the air but there was no scent. 'What the hell?' he thought. He started over towards the tree line where he'd seen the movement, completely ignoring the guards.
Colossus and the other X men scattered with the group, not seeing Logan being surrounded by the other guards. They were still wearing their various nightclothes, Kitty in a pair of sweats and an oversized Cat's Laughing T shirt while Colossus wore shorts and a tank top. Gambit had thrown on his long coat but was still bare chested with silk pajama bottoms and a pair of his boots. His hair was tied back with a bandanna. Kurt wore little more than striped pajama bottoms with a hole cut out for his tail.
Mariko moved out, still wearing Logan's red flannel shirt. Strange contrast to the armored figure racing after her in full Samurai gear. He quickly grasped her arm and shouted, "No sister, you must NOT go... I won't permit it... you're in danger..."
"Kenuchio what is going on? What the hell is that? Even if I am not in combat I deserve to know as Clan Leader…"
"Indeed you must know. And that is why you cannot be here… you are Obayun, and it is my duty to make sure you stay alive. This morning, two guards were found slashed..." Kenuchio reported to her. "Naturally the security suspected Logan-san… but I assured them they were mistaken… the cuts were not made from the Yashida honor sword, which is the only weapon he carries…"
She noticed his sour look at this, and sighed. "It wasn't Logan..." she protested as he pushed her behind him, his sword drawn. Something crackled in the trees and she saw the body of another guard, slashed with twin cuts at his throat and chest. The body drops before the Silver Samurai, and he tensed.
"Somethin' ain't right. there's someone there but I can't smell em." Logan yelled back. They heard a whine as Gambit's card exploded distantly, followed by a curse in French.
Mariko smelled Gambit's blood and heard Kitty shout to Colossus. She grabbed her badge and cried, "Sprite! Report! This is polymer…"
"Polymer… something's gotten in… I can see it coming towards me…"
"Stay clear of it! Don't engage unless it attacks…" she ordered. "Colossus, are you there?"
"Da, Polymer… you are awake? There is something on the grounds… and two of your guards are hurt…. Your brother is insisting he can handle it… and Shiro…"
"Get over and help Kitty! Back her up! That's an order!" Mariko called. "I'm coming!"
"I think not sister. It is not your place to put yourself in danger," Kenuchio said from behind. He seized Mariko, who still smelled the whiff of scent, and tugged her back. He teleported her behind the guards, to protect her. Still she could see and hear her team engaging the enemy, and sense the proximity of every person around her.
"Brother… I've been trained to fight since we last were here! I am an X man!" she reprimanded him.
"That is so. You may command your X men, but you must not fight… let us defend you," said Kenuchio stiffly. "Wait here…"
"I know its me you want! So come and get me!" Logan yelled, frustrated that he couldn't track whoever was behind all the carnage.
Someone in dark black ninja costume turned as the crackling continued. Then the source of the movement leapt over the walls, and out of sight. Gunfire crackled, while Nightcrawler materialized on the inner courtyard, glancing around. He suddenly gasped as he was kicked aside, and punched in the gut by a swift brown movement and a flash of adamantium.
Kitty leapt and phased, as something passed through her. She screamed, clutching her chest and stumbling backwards off the stone wall. There came a momentary sensation of falling, and then a thump of something solid under her arms and back. She blinked up into Colossus' concerned face. Her entire body ached and protested from the sensation of phasing through something incredibly dense.
"X men… fall back! Kurt, help Gambit!" Lady Mariko barked.
"I'm on it!" Kurt yelled, hearing her voice over his comlink.
"Gambit, stay there… Colossus, get Kitty Pryde… let Logan handle whatever that is!" Mariko instructed.
Whatever it was leapt to the walls, in the direction of Logan's voice. It jumped to another tree near Logan. Gambit watched it, groaning, as Nightcrawler tended to his wounds. Still he mumbled a string of curses in french, "Merde, what IS dat? Dat's not a Hand Ninja is it?"
"No, it is not," Kurt muttered. "It moves too much like Logan to be one… that is not a style of Hand fighting…"
Colossus carried Kitty back to the castle, hearing Mariko bark, "Fall back! Wolverine's onto it!"
Not far away, in another part of the enclosure, Logan paused by one of the bodies, noticing the same kind of slash marks his claws make...only two of them. There was no scent on the bodies. He looked up at the sounds of a scuffle in time to see movement out of the corner of his eye. "What the--"
He cocked his head at the sound of snarling, and he saw a guard tussling with something. Whatever it is jumped to another tree, and to the roof, to run along past gunshots. Soon Logan saw fireballs blazing inches from it. The source shot by, nearly scorching Logan with its heat. Sure enough he saw Sunfire coursing through the morning air. "Cousin… fall back!" he called.
"Shiro… help Logan!" Mariko yelled at him. He nodded, and veered towards where Wolverine stood.
Shiro hovered overhead, blasting dangerously close to Logan with a blaze of fire. "Look OUT GAIJIN!" he shouted.
"What?" Logan asked confused. There was nothing NEAR him...or was there.
"THERE gaijin!" Shiro barked, pointing with one blazing finger. While facing Logan, he suddenly turned to see a blur jumping towards him from the roof. Adamantium flashed in the morning sunlight, his flames reflected in its claws. A quick blast of fire surged towards it. Nevertheless, he grunted as something punched him in the gut. Despite his fire it wrestled and twisted him. A blaze of hot fire loosed its grip. It dropped to the ground, smelling of burnt cloth and hair while it rolled over to extinguish his flames.
Sunfire felt something seeping out of his arm. Lightheaded, he landed to check his body. Blood seeped from twin streaks on his arm and legs. He cursed, "Shimata... fall back!"
"Lord Shiro… you're hurt…" one of the guards whispered as he rushed forwards.
"It's nothing, out of my way!" Shiro barked.
"Shiro, don't be a fool… let him tend to you!" Mariko reproved, dodging away from her brother's grasp.
"What are YOU doing here, wearing THAT?" Shiro snapped.
"No time for that… Wolverine needs help," Mariko waved him off.
Logan turned to see the figure moving. There was something damn familiar about those motions. He vaguely heard someone yell "Ninja! Is it the Hand?" Logan shook his head. He'd be able to SMELL the hand a mile away...
Mariko raced towards Logan. In the sunlight she saw the small shape with claws extended, ready to attack him. Logan was momentarily distracted; unable to tell where the thing was coming from. It was clear he was unable to clearly sense or smell the attacker, and that was a serious handicap.
"Logan!" she cried, pitching a shuriken at the thing. It lodged in the creature's arm, prompting it to snarl and turn its attention to her.
"Mariko! Get OUTTA here!" Logan yelled tackling the thing to the ground.
Just then, she heard Kenuchio's voice behind her. "Sister, get away!" he called. "Shiro…"
"I've got her," Sunfire barked back, kicking off the guard. Wreathing himself in flame he streaked forwards and grabbed Mariko under her knees and back.
Logan had the figure in the ninja outfit pinned to the ground; he saw dual adamantium blades sticking out of its, no HER hands. Upon closer inspection he could see the figure was a 'her' by the body. The face was still hidden under the ninja mask. A low growl happens, as she slashes and puts a foot in his gut to push him off.
Electricity crackled along the Silver Samurai's blade. Slowly he approached the snarling, spitting combatants with drawn sword, but hesitated. Mariko's champion was holding his own against the ninja, it seemed. Would the gaijin stand his ground and fight, or run? Although Kenuchio could easily intervene, bushido demanded he stand aside and let Mariko's champion prove if he was worthy of the honor swords.
Logan grunted and popped his claws. "Think those toys are gonna help ya against these? Think again…"
"RRRrr," the ninja gasped, and backed away in momentary shock. Then bright feral eyes studied him… waiting for his next move.
Kenuchio Harada was equally stunned at the six bright skewers erupting from his sister's Consort's hands. Of course, this Logan-san was a mutant. Little wonder the men had screamed and almost attacked him. However the wounds he recalled seeing were made from twin blades not triple, indicating the ninja was the culprit, and not Mariko's champion.
Shiro gritted his teeth, loosing flame intensity. He carefully set Mariko on a balcony. "Stay there…"
"Don't be a fool, cousin, you're hurt… stop this nonsense and let the others handle it! My brother and the champion can…"
"Stay safe!" Shiro gritted. He promptly passed out, falling against her. Gently Mariko lowered him to the balcony and checked him. She yelled for several of the stewards, generating a long ladder of the strange polymer material for them to climb up. They blinked at their Lady, generating such strange material. Easily she dove off the railing, a long plastic cord arresting her fall as she generated it from one hand. Still shaking their heads, two stewards and a lady in waiting clambered up the plastic ladder she had generated. They quickly tended to Shiro's wounds while Mariko watched from the sidelines.
In the meantime, the ninja tugged at Mariko's plastic shuriken lodged in its shoulder. Logan slashed at her catching her arm lightly. He saw in shock that the torn skin mended itself almost instantly. "What the hell?" he muttered.
"You can't stop me," snarled the ninja, claws spread. A quick swipe tagged his thighs, and then he saw it flip over his head after he blocked and parried.
Clutching his katana, the Silver Samurai watched the movements of the two fighters, shaking his head. He doesn't notice his sister Mariko slowly moving to watch, still wearing only Logan's shirt.
Logan hissed at the momentary pain before the wounds healed themselves. "Got a healin' factor too, doncha?"
"Yes, and I'll kill you NOW!" the ninja growled, in English of all languages. She slashed in a rapid fury towards him. Claws glistened as she moved close.
"Who are you?!" Logan demanded slashing, catching her across the collarbone. One of his claws snagged something and a piece of metal on a chain fell to the ground. She growls and slashes back, then flips over his head to face Harada.
He blocked and parries her, then materialized behind her. She flipped over, and tagged his back, blooding him. He gasped and faced off, sword spinning. She hissed and leapt, gashing twin slashes across his chest and arms. Still bleeding, he tagged her several times with his katana on her arms. Focusing on the Silver Samurai she ignored Logan. He moved back, both fascinated and enraptured by the familiarity of the movements. His main objective was to keep the damn thing away from Mariko. Part of him realized he should stay out of this and see just what this guy was made of.
Mariko smelled something familiar and gasped. Could it be? Its scent was identical to Logan's. In every way except a slight variation that indicated female pheromones. Adamantium, twin claws instead of triple… and the voice that was low pitched and gravelly, yet female. Whoever it was, it wasn't Japanese.
English, Logan realized. Major mistake on its part. Logan stood for a moment realizing there was something VERY familiar about those movements...he couldn't quite put his finger on... He leaned down and picked up what looked like a dog tag and stuffed it in his pocket. He'd look at it later when he wasn't trying to save everyone's sorry asses.
He turned to see the Silver Samurai, and held off momentarily to see if this hot shot was worth the bragging price. So far Mariko's brother Kenuchio had held his ground. That fancy silver armor decorated with the rising sun motif gleamed as blood spattered on it. Kenuchio let out a sharp "KYAI!" as he slashed a deep cut on the ninja's leg. He gritted his teeth as he hit resistance. To his shock, his sword snapped in two as it cut her to the bone. Claws slashed at his arm, and then twisted the stump of his sword out of his grasp. Then he clutched his arm while she followed with a kick, and a punch that knocked him away. Blood dripped from two spurs on her toes that had popped out.
"Dammit," Mariko hissed. Logan saw a hail of plastic shurikan whistle past, and lodge in the ninja's shoulder and back. Mariko's eyes blazed silvery white as she approached wearing nothing but his boxers and a flannel shirt. What the hell was she doing? He moved quickly to stop her while she dropped between the Silver Samurai and the attacker.
"Sister get AWAY!" Harada yelled. "You are Obayun, you CANNOT do this…"
"You… You are the Lady Mariko…" it said slowly.
"Stay AWAY From my brother, and my love!" she yelled.
"M'ko, get outta here!" Logan cried.
"I'm warning you! Go NOW or else face the consequences WHOEVER YOU ARE! Leave my land!" she yelled, wirling her sword over her head.
The creature hissed and turned to her. She slatted her eyes and then threw a length of plastic rope, snaring its legs. Already the ninja was healing, so she generated another handful of shuriken and sent them whirling towards her enemy. Claws popped and it slashed easily through the rope. She cursed, forgetting to form the polymer that would resist adamantium, but it wouldn't be flexible enough. Stars lodged in its arms and back, but it still moved towards her.
"Dammit…" Logan cursed. He ran and pulled the same somersault maneuver w/o realizing it and landed next to Mariko, not a moment too soon cause she'd decided it was her turn against the creature. Mariko gasped as Logan dropped between them. He snarled and tackled the thing to the ground, using his body weight against her. The ninja hissed, cutting at him with spikes that popped out of its feet.
"Be careful Logan…" Mariko gasped.
"Sister… get away… let him fight!" Kenuchio shouted. Protocol snapped into place and she rushed away, to her brother's side. Leaning down she examined the wounds bleeding bright on his arms and chest. Carefully she cupped her hands and generated a thin film of breathable plastic. Similar to what the Beast used, and slowly began to seal the wounds.
Logan growled and popped his claws into her shoulder, hitting a pressure point. He snarled, "I need information... NOW!"
"I have nothing to say," she snarled back at him. Her fist shoved against his gut, and he feels the flat of her hand pushed up. Muscles tensed in her forearm to pop her claws through his chest.
"I'll kill you if I have to. But I'd prefer a little info first. Who are you? Why are you here?"
"You'll never know… because you're already DEAD!" she answered.
Two claws popped, slicing into him, but deflected off his adamantium ribcage and spine. Diverted, they sank into the soft tissue and bit deeply, as the ninja tried to push Logan up and off of her. Logan gasped feeling the amount of damage those claws caused. This wasn't a wound that was just going to close up. He could feel the internal bleeding and his lungs were slowly starting to fill up.
"LOGAN!" Mariko screamed, seeing his blood pooling on the grass.
Dumbstruck, Kenuchio and Mariko watched the two terrors at work. Neither one was sure if they saw Logan bleeding, or the claws shooting out of his back first. Yet the points stuck out momentarily against his flesh.
"No, don't dishonor him!" Kenuchio gasped, grabbing at her feebly. He caught hold of her arm, desperate to protect her, and somehow save her champion's honor. It was not her place to step in. Let him die honorably having done his duty, which she bestowed upon him.
Logan resisted the urge to cough. Blood dribbled down his chin, as he gritted, "Get off this property now...or so help me I will track you down...I don't know who sent you but you tell them that they BETTER not send you back..." With that his eyes rolled back and he collapsed headlong. The creature moved away, blood dripping from her fists.
Something snapped inside Mariko, and she saw red. Without thinking she tore out of her brother's grasp. Her eyes glowed white as she generated a katana of solid plastic carbonadium.
"MURDERERRRR!" she shrieked in rage, racing forwards. Although it popped its twin claws to anticipate her sword blows, it staggered back at the first blow. In her other hand, a wakasashi slashed towards its stomach. Seeing the blood, it snarled at her. Something compelled it to back off, and it turned away, blood dribbling as it sheathed its claws with a 'Snackt' sound. Two strokes of her weapons slash, catching it in the back, and the leg. Stumbling it climbed the wall, with Mariko after it.
From behind her she heard Logan faintly call out for her. "M'ko...let her go…" Logan gasped out before passing out once more.
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