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Arcade

Chapter 12: The Attack

I was running through a forest. I don’t know what I was running from. But it wasn’t anything good. Two children, a boy and a girl, who looked like a mixture of Logan and me, appeared. They stood not far from me.

“You left us...” The girl said.

“Why did you leave us, mom?” The boy asked.

Tears dropped from my eyes. I shook my head. “No, it was not like that. I can explain--”

“Explain what? You abandoned us, when we needed you!” The girl retorted. “Do you know what we’ve become?”

I watched as the scarlet beams surrounded the girl as she was lifted up in the air. The boy quickly spun around the girl with silver beams around the girl. I stared in awe. They’re like my brother, Peter, and my sister, Wanda. 

My eyes shot open. I looked around to see I was back in the room in the mansion with Logan beside me on our bed. He was stirring in his sleep. My heart clenched. He was probably having a nightmare. I gently placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to wake him up. 

“James...” 

He let out a gasp. His metal claws extended out. But I quickly used my powers to gently push it away before they could hurt me. Logan looked around the room. His eyes landed on me. He looked worried as he looked at my body, inspecting for any cuts. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” I replied. “I was able to stop it with my powers.”

Logan let out a sigh. He leaned his forehead against mine, remaining silent. He then pulled away, placing a kiss on my forehead.

“Nightmare?” I said.

Logan nodded. Maybe all we need is a walk through the mansion. Besides we should check on the students.

“Why don’t we take a walk?” I suggested.

Logan agreed, taking my hand in his. We walked out into the corridors and in one of lounges, we saw a boy watching tv, using his eyes to change the channels. Wow, that’s cool.

“Can’t sleep?” The boy said, keeping his eyes on the tv.

“How can you tell?” Logan asked.

“Cause you’re both awake.” The boy replied, glancing at us. 

I chuckled. Logan nodded. “Right.”

“Well, what about you?” I replied.

“I don’t sleep.” The boy said, turning back to look at the tv.

That must be awful. Logan gently pulled on my hand, urging me to follow him. We walked down endless corridors until we reached the kitchens, finding Bobby eating a pint of ice cream.

“Hey. Doesn't anybody sleep around here?” Logan asked. “Apparently not.” Bobby replied. “Got any beer?” Logan said, opening the fridge.

“Logan, this is a school.” I retorted. “So that's a no?” Logan asked.

“Yeah, that's a no." Bobby said. “Got anything other than chocolate milk?” Logan asked. “There should be some soda in that small cupboard.” Bobby replied, pointing to the cupboard with his head.

Logan took out two bottles of soda, handing one to me. I gave him a smile and a thanks. Logan glanced over Bobby, handing him the bottle. Bobby let out a puff of cold air, freezing the bottle. “Thanks.” Logan said.

“No problem.” Bobby replied.

Logan and I sat on some stools across from Bobby. It wasn’t long until Logan spoke. “So how long have you been here?”

“A couple of years.” Bobby said.

“And your parents just sent you off to a mutant school?” Logan asked.

“Actually, my parents think this is a prep school.” Bobby explained.

Logan nodded. “Oh, I see. I suppose lots of prep schools have their own dorms.”

“Campuses, even.” I added.

“And jets.” Bobby said.

“So you and Rogue, huh?” Logan asked, changing the subject.

“Yeah. It's not what you think. I'd like it to be, but it's just…” Bobby rambled on.

Logan gave him a confused look, raising an eyebrow. Bobby sighed. “It's just that it's not easy...When you wanna be closer to someone...but you can't.”

My heart clenched. Logan then stood up, looking alert as he looked around. I raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

“Shh, shh.” Logan warned.

He extended a hand out to me. He then walked out of the room. Bobby and I exchanged a look. We walked out towards the window to see helicopters heading towards us.

Bang! Bobby and I turned around to see a soldier in a chokehold by Logan. He tried struggling, but Logan was stronger.

“You picked the wrong house, bub.” He warned.

All of the sudden, we heard a loud shrieking yell. I cried, covering my ears. The soldier fired many bullets towards us. Bobby and I quickly hid behind the counter, dodging the bullets. Once the yell was gone, I peeked up from the counter to see Logan struggling against the soldier. 

I saw the soldier take out a knife. I lifted my hands, using my powers. I forced the knife back, surprising the soldier. The knife continued to go back until it pierced his side. Logan took advantage, taking out his claws, impaling him. He then turned around, looking at me, worried.

“You all right?” Logan asked.

“Yeah. You?” I said.

Logan nodded. “Yeah.”

He then looked at Bobby, who nodded, letting know he was all right. We then left the kitchens, entering the corridors. We saw many soldiers, holding rifles and flashlights, scanning the mansion.

“Stay here.” Logan urged.

“I can help.” I said. 

Logan turned towards me, opening his mouth to protest. I placed a hand on his shoulder.

“We can fight. Together.” I said.

Eventually, Logan came around, nodding. Together, we ran towards the soldiers. Logan used his claws to take on the soldiers, while I used my powers, using their own weapons against them. Logan and I fought side by side.

They fired darts at Logan and me, but I used my powers before they reached us, sending them back to some of the soldiers, knocking them out. As we ran through the corridors, we came across the boy with glasses, who couldn’t sleep. He was laid out on the ground with a dart in his neck. Logan scooped him up. We ran down another corridor, finding Colossus guiding the students through a hidden passage.  

“Hey. Take him. He's stunned.” Logan explained. “I can help you.” Colossus said.

“Help them.” Logan urged.  We then took off to fight the rest of the soldiers. As we continued fighting, we saw some soldiers corner Rogue, Bobby, and John. Logan used his claws, piercing the soldiers, while I grabbed one of their guns with my powers, shooting them down in less than ten seconds. Once they were all dead, we turned to the teens.

“Let’s go.” Logan advised.

Bobby lead us to the secret passage. As soon as they walked inside, Logan closed the door behind them. Rogue shouted out. “Logan! Lorna!”

Many soldiers approached us, pointing their rifles at us. Logan extended out his hands, revealing his claws. “You wanna shoot me? Shoot me!”

“Don't shoot him! Not yet.” A man with glasses ordered, slowly walking towards us. “Wolverine? Polaris? Well, I must admit, this is certainly the last place...I'd expect to find you. How long has it been? Fifteen years? You both haven't changed one bit. Me, on the other hand—Nature.”

  “Let’s just kill him and join the others.” I retorted.

I don’t care who he is. He attacked Charles’s mansion, for that he’ll pay. A vicious grin grew on the man’s face. “You can. But don’t you want to know about your children? Wendy and Pete Howlett?”

I stared at him, baffled. How did he know they’re names? Were they alive? Did this man have them? Logan was just as surprised as I was. But he put his claws away. I raised an eyebrow. “What have you done?”

“I’ve made them into the powerful woman and man they are now. They’re my servants.” He man laughed.

I let out a growl, taking a step towards him. Logan grabbed my arm, keeping me from doing something reckless. I looked back at him, and he shook his head.

“I didn't realize Xavier was taking in animals, even animals as unique as you both.” The man continued.  “Who are you?” Logan asked. The man chuckled. “Don't you remember?” 

“Stryker! Let me go!” I cried out, feeling something enter my bloodstream. “No! No!” Logan shouted.

I looked around to find an ice wall in front of us. Logan slammed his hands against the wall. But it didn't nothing. Stryker’s silhouette stood on the other stood. His hand was pressed against the wall. Logan lifted a hand over his.  

“Logan, Lorna, come on. Let's go. Lorna. Logan.” Rogue called out. 

“Go! We’ll be fine.” Logan urged.  “But we won't.” Rogue retorted.

I glanced over at Logan. Who knows how many soldiers there were. And as much as I’d like to kill Stryker, he has our kids. I nodded.  “Go. Keep going.” Logan urged. 

We followed them down the long corridor. We reached the garage, which was filled with cars. Logan ushered us to a car. “Get in. Get in!”

I sat in the shotgun, while Rogue and Bobby got in the back. John was about to take the driver’s seat, when Logan swooped in. “I'm driving. Hey. Maybe next time.”

“This is Cyclops's car.” Bobby said. “Oh, yeah?” Logan asked, smirking.

I snickered. He unleashed his claws, hot-wiring the car. He then took us out of the mansion and onto the road as fast as he could. 

“What the hell was that back there?” John asked. “Stryker.” I whispered.

“His name is Stryker.” Logan added. “Who is he?” Rogue said. “I can't remember.” Logan replied.

“Neither can I.” I said.

Rogue then gave Logan him a dog tag. “Here. This is yours.”

I glanced over at the dog tag to see the name Wolverine. Logan glanced back, giving her a smile. We remained silent for a while until John reached up towards the radio.  “l don't like uncomfortable silences.” He said. “What are you doing?” I asked.

John pressed one of the buttons and NSYNC’s song Bye Bye Bye came on. We all let out a groan. He clicked something else, turning off the music, opening something weird. “I don't think that's the CD player.” John said.

Logan took out the device in the shape of an X. It let out a beep. “Whoa.” He then glanced back at John. “Sit back.” “Where we going?” John then said.

“Storm and Jean are in Boston.” I said. 

Logan nodded. “We'll head that way.” “My parents live in Boston.” Bobby said.

“Good.” Logan replied. 

***

Once we arrived in Boston, we reached Bobby’s house. But no one was home, Bobby glanced at us. “I'll try and find us some clothes.”

Bobby then glared at John, who had a lighter in his hand. “Don't burn anything.”

I sat on the couch, thinking of everything that happened. Stryker…that name was familiar, and then it clicked. He was the one responsible for experimenting and torturing not just me, but Logan. That’s why he had Wendy and Pete, my kids, our kids. I hope they’re all right. There’s got to be a chance. I was gonna torture myself if I continue to think about this. Right now, there was nothing I could do.  I need to do something, so I won’t be a prisoner in my own mind. I walked into the kitchen to see Logan going through the fridge, searching for something. He grabbed a bottle of beer. At that moment, a cat jumped up onto the counter in front of me.  

Logan then spun around, unleashing his metal claws at the poor cat. The cat wasn’t frightened. Instead, it purred, licking his metal claws. Logan smiled. I couldn’t help but smile as well. He then noticed me. 

”When did you get here?” He asked.

I smirked. “Oh I’ve been here a while.”

At that moment, a woman and a boy, somewhat younger than Bobby walked in. They stared at us in horror. “Hey, Ronny. Next time you—” A man walked in, trailing off. He glared at us. “Who the hell are you?” “Uh...” I began, trying to think of something.

Bobby then came to the rescue, waking down the stairs and in front of us. No doubt that this was Bobby’s family.

“Bobby.” The father said, surprised. “Honey, aren't you supposed to be at school?” The woman asked. “Bobby, who is this guy?” The man said.

“Uh, this is Professor Logan and that’s Professor Lorna.” Bobby said, quickly.

Logan and I looked at each other. Professors? Us? “There's something I need to tell you.” Bobby continued.

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Arcade

Chapter 8: The Attack

I nodded. “I’ll do what I can.”

We then arrived at the statue of liberty. That’s when I noticed we weren’t alone. A storm had appeared out of nowhere. That meant Storm was here and the others. My heart leaped. Logan was coming...

“Toad, Mystique, stay sharp. We're not alone.” Father urged. He looked at Sabertooth. “And you stay here. Once I've given my power to the girl, I'll be temporarily weakened. You'll be my only defense.” 

I looked over at Rogue. “Hey, they’re gonna know you’re gone. I’m going to sneak out. And I’ll come back for you.” Rogue grew even more scared. “You’re gonna leave me alone? Here?”

”Hey, hey, look at me. You’re not gonna die, all right? I’m going to fix this mess, this is on me.” I assured her. “We’re not alone. Logan and the others are here, so I’m going to get them. Everything’s gonna be all right.”

”You promise?” Rogue asked, just like she did with Logan on the train. Immediately, I nodded. “I promise, kiddo. Cross my heart, and hope to die. Now I need you to distract them.” Rogue nodded. I raised my restraints, which were plastic. Father was smart, very clever. But he taught me everything. I slowly walked out of there. But one wrong move, and I slipped, falling down. I let out a scream.

“Lorna!” Father’s voice rang out. 

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get out of my restrains, but I landed in the water. I doggy paddled to the surface. I quickly ran inside. I saw Scott, Jean, and Logan, all wearing X-men suits. Logan raised his hands. “Hey, hey! It's me.”

“Prove it.” Scott retorted.

“You're a dick.” Logan shot back. Scott nodded. “Ok.”  I reluctantly walked towards them. I spoke up. “Hey.”

They all spun around to see me. Scott used his powers, hitting my stomach with a blast. I was thrown back against the wall, hitting the floor.

“Lorna!” Logan’s voice rang out.

I winced. I felt lots of pain from my stomach. Ouch…Logan ran over, kneeling down. He placed a hand over my stomach.

“You all right?” Logan asked.

“The dickhead couldn’t have aimed for my restraints?” I retorted.

Logan chuckled. “Well, you know Scott.”

“You know I can hear you two!” Scott shouted.

“You were meant to.” I shot back.

“I’m gonna check your stomach…is that all right?” Logan asked.

I nodded. He lifted my stomach. There was a horrible mark across my stomach. Logan stared, scared.

“We’ll fix this.” He assured me.

I placed a hand over his. “Hey, it’s all right. Watch.”

The mark then slowly disappeared. It was like I had never been hurt, but the pain was still there. I wasn’t sure how, but ever since father rescued me I had this ability. It shocked my father. Logan stared in awe.

“How…” He trailed off.

I shrugged. “Ever since I was rescued from where I was, I had this ability. I wasn’t born with it, I was given this gift.”

Logan then helped me up. He noticed the restraints. He then took off the plastic restraints, using his claws. I smiled. “Thanks…Uh, about earlier—”

“Can you guys talk about this later? We gotta go.” Scott urged.

I raised an eyebrow. “Does this mean you trust me?”

“Can we trust you?” Logan asked.

I nodded. “You can. I came back, didn’t I?”

“It could be a trap.” Jean retorted.

“It’s not. I’m here to help. I owe it to Charles, Rogue, and you guys.” I said, looking at Logan. “And if it is a trap, then you can go ahead and kill me then.”

“All right, then let’s go.” Scott ordered.

We ran up towards the top. And we were so close to the top of the statue. Don’t worry, Rogue. We’re gonna get you.

“Everybody get out of here.” Logan advised.

“What is it?” Storm asked. “I can't move.” Logan explained.

He was then thrown against the wall. I was also thrown back next to Logan. My arms and legs were covered in metal. Jean, Scott, and Storm were thrown back on the other side of the roof. Father then came down from the top of the statue. “Ah, my brothers. Welcome. And you, just point those claws of yours in a safer direction.” Father said, moving his hands towards his chest. He looked at me. “Ah, so my daughter lives.”

I scoffed. “Like you care so much.”

“Contrary to what you may believe, my dear, I care. I’ve only done what I’ve believed was the best for you.” Father urged. 

“Warping my memories, making me believe something else is not what’s best for me.” I shot back. “You said a load of bullshit, I bet I wasn’t miserable at Charles’s school.” 

“You’re right. I may have lied a great deal. But I didn’t want us to fight. I wanted you to be on my side. To see things the way I saw them.” Father explained. Father then looked at Scott. “You better close your eyes.”

I was angry at him. How dare he...Sabertooth jumped down, snatching Scott’s glasses. Sabertooth then placed stone around me over the metal, so I wouldn’t be able to escape. Scott spoke. “Storm, fry 'em.” “A bolt of lightning into a huge copper conductor. I thought you lived at a school.” Father retorted. He then talked into his comm. “Mystique? Mystique!”

My heart dropped. Did something happen to her? Jean then spoke. “I've seen Senator Kelly.”

“Hmm? So, the good senator survived his fall. And the swim to shore. He's become even more powerful than I imagined.” Father said. “He's dead.” Jean replied.

“It's true. I saw him die. Like those people down there will die.” Storm warned. “Are you sure you saw what you saw?” Father retorted. “Why do none of you understand what I'm trying to do?”

Father looked over at me. “I thought you out of all people would understand, Polaris. Those people down there control our fate and the fate of every other mutant! Well...soon our fate will be theirs.” “Help! Please help me!” Rogue’s voice rang out. “You're so full of shit. If you're really so righteous, it'd be you in that thing.” Logan argued.

Father glared at him. He then looked at me. “I see why you’ve taking a liking to him. You’re just like him.”  

He then flew up towards the statue, where Rogue was. Rogue continued to shout. “Help! Somebody help me! Please! Somebody please help me! Somebody! Help me...Logan! Lorna!”

Rogue stopped shouting. Logan let out a yell before unleashing his claws, stabbing himself. My eyes widened. ”Logan!” 

He fell to the ground. Sabertooth walked towards him. Logan got up, stabbing Sabertooth. He let out a growl. They both jumped out to fight on the statue. We heard Rogue screaming. Then we heard metal scraping all around us. After what seemed like hours, Sabertooth came back.

He grinned, walking towards me. He placed a hand around my neck. I gasped. He chuckled, darkly. ”Now I can finally kill ya without havin’ to worry about your old man.”

Logan then came back down, behind Sabertooth. He glared at him. “Hey, bub, I'm not finished with you yet.”

Sabertooth growled, but kept his grasp on me. Logan narrowed his eyes. “Let her go.”

Sabertooth reluctantly let go of my neck. I coughed a lot, but I was able to breathe. Above us, father’s machine began to work. The rings began to spin.  “Jean.” Logan said.

“Scott, when I tell you, open your eyes.” Jean whispered.

Scott shook his head. “No.”

“Trust me.” Jean urged.

“You drop something?” Logan asked, raising Scott’s glasses.

Logan then threw the glasses. Jean used her powers, positioning the glasses in the right spot. Jean shouted. “Now!” 

Scott opened his eyes, blasting Sabertooth. He was thrown back out of the statue and onto the boat. Logan then freed Scott, Jean, and Storm. Logan walked back towards me, freeing me. I smiled. “Thanks.”

Logan nodded. He smiled, but it quickly disappeared. My heart broke a little. But I reminded myself that this was my fault. We all looked up at the machine. The rings were moving too fast for me to fly up there. 

“We gotta get her outta there. Cyclops, can you hit it?” Logan asked.

“The rings are moving too fast.” Scott said.

I raised an eyebrow. “Can you just shoot it?” 

“I'll kill her.” Scott warned.

“Storm, can you get me up?” Scott asked.

Storm shook her head. “I can't control it like that. You could fly right over the torch.”

“Then let me go. If I don't make it, at least you can still blast the damn thing.” Logan advised.

My heart nearly dropped. I wanted to argue, but it was the only way. And we had to get Rogue outta there. Scott nodded. “All right, do it. Jean, Lorna, use your powers. Try to steady him.”

“Hang on to something.” Storm said.

Storm used her powers, creating a huge gust of wind. Jean and I worked together, raising Logan up towards the torch. He struggled, but reached the machine. A white light slowly made its way towards the island. Hurry up, Logan. I stared, seeing Logan struggle. Scott placed a hand on his glasses, ready to take the shot.    “Scott, wait!” Jean warned.

“Jean, I have to!” Scott retorted.

“No, just wait!” I urged.

The white light grew closer. Scott finally grew frustrated. “I have a shot. I'm taking it.”

He then fired, blasting my father. Father fell back out of the torch. Logan then used his claws, destroying the machine before it could reach the humans. I let out a sigh of relief. ”I’m gonna check on them.” I said.

I then used my powers, lifting me up to the torch to find Logan, unconscious. His face and body was covered in scars and blood. My heart dropped. We need to get him back to the mansion. Rogue then walked towards me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...”

“I know. It’s okay. We’re gonna go back to the mansion.” I assured her.

Rogue smiled. “You kept your promise.”

Her words sent me back to a memory, one I had not yet remembered. 

Logan was panting, sitting up on a bed. I sat beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Hey...it’s okay. It was just a nightmare.”

Logan nodded. He looked down at my arm, seeing a huge cut. His eyes widened. “Lorna...”

“It’s okay. Just a scratch. It’ll heal.” I assured him. 

Logan still looked hurt though. “But I hurt you.”

“You’ll learn to control it, Logan. It’s not your fault. It’s these nightmares...I promise you that I help you through this. I won’t leave you.” I assured him.

“I won’t be surprised if you break your promise, leaving me.” Logan said.

“I don’t break promises, James. I keep them no matter what.” I said.

I then gave him a kiss.

I smiled. “I don’t break promises, Rogue. I keep them no matter what. Now let’s get you all back.”

***

After we returned to the mansion, I was allowed into the lab, where Logan and Charles were being held. I saw Logan, still unconscious, lying on a table. He had tubes, IVs, and patches all over him. My heart broke. I didn’t like to see him like this. I didn’t leave his side at all. Charles was awake, lying in a table next to Logan. I was happy to see Charles awake. 

“Lorna, you’re back.” He said.

“I couldn’t leave you...not when you’ve done so much for me.” I replied. “Not all my memories are back. But I have enough to know that you’ve always been there for me, Professor. Before Erik, you become my father. Thank you.”

Charles smiled. I believed to have seen tears in his eyes, but it may have just been my imagination. 

“I knew you’d do the right thing when it counted.” He said. “I’m so proud of you.”

I felt happy. I never thought I’d hear those words. I smiled. “Thanks Charles, for everything.”

“You’re welcome. Whatever happens, you will always have a home here, Lorna. And I do hope you choose to stay.” Charles urged. “But it’s your choice.” 

***

Hours then went by. Jean took Charles out of the lab and to his room to rest. I stared at Logan, hoping he’d wake up. I then heard his gruff voice. “If it isn’t magnets.”

“Hey, claw-man.” I said. “Hey.” He replied. I raised an eyebrow. “How are you feeling?”  “Fantastic.” Logan said. “That was a brave thing you did.” I replied. “Did it work?” Logan asked.

I nodded. “Yeah. She's fine. She took on a few of your more charming and wonderful personality traits for a while. But we all lived through it. I think she's a little taken with you.” “Well, you can tell her my heart belongs to someone else.” Logan advised.

Did he mean me? No, he probably hated me. My heart broke, imagining Logan with someone else. No, he deserves better than me. I opened my mouth. But Jean walked towards us. “Hey. You’re up.”

I looked, seeing Logan’s eyes light up as he saw Jean. He smiled. It made my heart throb. Logan nodded. “Yeah...” “How's the professor?” Logan then asked. “He's good.” Jean said. Logan nodded, sighing. “Good.”

“I’ll leave you two alone.” I said. 

I then walked out, feeling a terrible feeling in my heart. I wanted to stay here, but maybe it was best if I leave...away from Logan. I only bring pain everywhere I go...

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Arcade

Chapter 5: The Surprise

-Lorna’s pov-

I kept running until I reached the gardens. I fell onto the ground in front of the fountain. Tears fell down my cheeks. What’s going on with me? I felt lots of pain within me as so many thoughts ran through my mind. I just wanted a minute of peace, just one.

I was now running through a forest. Several men armed with guns made their way towards me. A man with long claw like nails then reached me, knocking me to the ground. He smirked. “So you’re my brother’s new play toy.”

I shook my head as I stared at the fountain, feeling tired of all this pain. I raised my hands as I looked up at the sky, letting out a scream.

“Hey, Lorna!” 

I lowered my hands, spinning around. I saw Logan, wearing a tank top, showing off his muscles, and a pair of sweatpants. He slowly walked towards me. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” 

I would've retorted with something, telling him to fuck off. But I was too tired, fed up with this pain. Instead, I did the unthinkable. I leaned my head against Logan’s chest, wrapping my arms around him. He tensed up. But I then felt his arms around me. My tears continued to fall as I continued to cry. He remained silent, but he moved his hands up and down my back. I could smell his scent of cigars, leather, and cedar wood, which wasn’t overwhelming, but intoxicating. After I stopped crying, I looked up at him. He had a soft look, surprising me. But I ruined it with my words. “Tell anybody about this, and I’ll kill you.”

Logan chuckled. “I wouldn’t expect anything less of you, magnets.”

I smiled. Logan then spoke. “Why don’t we go to the kitchen? Take your mind off of things?”

I nodded. We then walked back inside to the kitchen. I sat next in in a chair at a table. Logan walked over to the fridge. “Damn, there’s no beer.” 

I chuckled. “This is a school, Logan.”

“Ah, this will do.” He said.

Logan walked back towards me, placing two bottles of soda on the table. He then sat down across from me. We then drank in silence...well, until Logan spoke. “So, you had a memory about me?”

I almost choked on the soda. I tried not to care. I scoffed. “Probably just a dream.”

Logan smirked. “Oh, so you’re having dreams about me now, princess?”

My poor heart trembled quickly. I fake laughed. “Ha, ha, very funny, Logan...We all know you can’t control dreams.”

“But it wasn’t a dream. It couldn’t have been. When you woke, you said my name.” Logan replied.

I raised an eyebrow. “Last I checked your name is Logan.”

“Logan’s a nickname. James is my real name.” He said. “I haven’t gone by that name in years.”

My eyes widened. Oh no, no, I knew where Logan was going with this. And I didn’t want to hear about it, or even talk about it. I stood up. “I’m going to sleep.”

“But—” Logan started.

“Good night, claw-man.” I retorted.

I then left the kitchen, leaving Logan.

***

The next morning came. I did my best to avoid Logan, leaving the room before he was up. I continued to have more memories about Charles, the school, the experiments, the torture, and Logan. I wanted to be alone, so I sat on a bench in the gardens, hugging my legs. 

“There you are.” Charles’s voice rang out. 

I looked up to see Charles in his wheelchair in front of me. “I want to be alone.”

“You’ve been having more memories, haven’t you?” Charles pressed.

I remained silent, looking at the ground. Charles sighed. “Lorna, you can’t avoid this. It must happen. And it’s not fair to Logan. He’s lost his memory as well. You are the only one who can help him.”

“Doesn’t mean I want to.” I retorted. “It hurts...Charles. It all hurts too much.”

“Yes...it does indeed. But that doesn’t mean you should avoid it. That would only bring more pain.” Charles explained. “Embracing your memories will help remind you of who you were...before Polaris. Before your father rescued you. And it would mean a great deal to Logan if you opened up. I’m certain he’s had memories that would benefit you as well.”

I remained silent. He had a point. I can’t stop the memories from coming back. And maybe if I do what Charles says, then I will gain not just his trust, but everyone else’s too. No, remember the mission, Polaris. Your father is counting on you. Father saved me at a time when no one else did. I owe everything to him. And now he needs Rogue. I won’t fail him.I faked a smile. “You’re right, Charles.”  

Charles smiled. “Then go to Logan.”

I nodded. “I will.” 

I stood up, pacing to our room. I didn’t think of knocking, opening the door, closing it behind me. I spun around to see Logan, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. 

My eyes widened. “Oh God!” 

I spun around, facing the door. Logan’s voice rang out. “Hey, haven’t you heard of knocking?”

“I didn’t think you’d be naked.” I retorted.

“Well, this is my room.” Logan argued.

“You mean our room.” I reminded him.

“Relax, you can turn around.” He said. 

I turned around. Logan was still shirtless, but he was wearing jeans. “So what’re you doing here?” 

“This is my room, too. Can I be here?” I retorted.

“Never said that. Just didn’t think you’d be here, ‘cause you’ve been avoiding me all day.” He shot back. 

I frowned. Yikes, he noticed. Logan nodded, continuing. “Yeah, don’t think I didn’t noticed. I know when someone’s trying to avoid me.”

My eyes kept flickering down, looking at his muscles, which to my disadvantage, Logan saw. He smirked. “Am I distracting you, darling?”

I scoffed. “You wish...Listen, I came here to talk about my memories.”

Logan’s eyes lit up. Oh this was gonna be difficult. I continued. “…I…we were both in a cabin. And I told you a legend about the moon and her lover, and his name meant the Wolverine. I said the story reminded me of you…”

Logan stared at me in awe. He then continued. “And that’s when you said my name. You said you loved my name…all of me.”

My face turned bright. So he had remembered the same memory as I did. So that meant…we were lovers. We’re we married to each other? We remained silent for what felt like hours.

“So that’s where I got that name from.” Logan then said. He took out a dog tag from his pocket.

I looked down to see the name Wolverine. This was all too much to take in at once. I can’t possibly have been with Logan in the past. Even though my memories were telling me one thing, I continued to deny it all. Logan reached a hand out, touching my hand. I felt a spark at once. His hand was very warm. He opened his mouth. But before he could say a word, the door opened. “Logan.”

Logan and I spun around to see Rogue. Her eyes widened when she saw the two of us. She immediately walked back to the door. “Uh, I’m sorry…I’ll come back later.”

“No, it’s all right. I was just about to leave.” I said, standing up, pulling my hand away from Logan’s hand.

“I’m Lorna.” I said, walking towards Rogue.

“Marie.” She replied, extending a hand that was in an glove.

I smiled, shaking her hand. “Nice to meet you, Marie. Well, I’ll let you two talk.”

“Lorna—” Logan began.

“See you later, Logan.” I said, not letting him finish.

I then walked out of the room, returning to the gardens. I sat on an empty bench. Jean then approached me.

“You here to babysit me?” I retorted. “Charles still doesn’t trust me?”

“They giving you all a hard time?” She chuckled.

I then saw her eyes glow yellow. My eyes widened. “Mystique…”

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade

Chapter 3: Stuck

A/N: I don’t own any gifs or characters. The timeline won’t exactly match the X-Men’s timeline of the Prologue Series, like X-Men: First Class. Sorry for the confusion.

I couldn’t believe what Charles said. Was that really a smart idea? I smirk, looking over at Logan. Logan shook his head. “No, absolutely not. She’s not gonna let me rest.”

Scott chuckled. “Sweet dreams, then.” 

Logan glared at Scott. Charles cleared his throat. “I trust you both are old enough to handle this like adults.”

“But—” Logan started.

“I don’t want to hear it. Now off you go.” Charles ordered. 

***

To our luck, our room had only one bed. But there was a couch by the window. I’ll just kick Logan to the couch.  

“Listen here, kid—” Logan started.

“I am not a kid.” I scowled. “I’m a grown adult, old enough like Jean, Storm, Scott, and you.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. He let out a chuckle. “Oh trust me, magnets. I’m much older than you or the others here.”

“Don’t call me magnets, claw-man.” I warned.

“Then stop calling me claw-man.” Logan retorted.

I let out a frustrated groan, turning away from him. I looked over at the bed. I then ordered. “You’ll be taking the couch.”

“And who made you in charge?” Logan asked, marching over towards me.

I lifted a hand in front of him. He took a step back, raising a hand. “You wouldn’t.”

“Lorna, what did I say?” Charles’s voice rang in my head again.

“He’s in sufferable.” I retorted.

“Oh I’m insufferable? Well, you aren’t making it any better, sweetheart.” Logan shot back.

“Give Logan the bed. For what you’ve nearly done, he will take the bed tonight.” Charles ordered. “Problem solved.”

I grumbled, making my way to the couch. Charles must’ve been in Logan’s head to, because Logan wore a huge smug look.

“Looks like you’re no longer in charge.” Logan said.

I flipped him off, causing Logan to chuckle. I jumped onto the couch, taking out the knife I stole from the kitchen. I used my powers, playing around with it for a while.

“Where did you get that?” Logan asked.

I shrugged. “Took it from the kitchen.”

“Great.” He grumbled.

“Lorna, no killing Logan.” Charles’s voice came back in my head.

“Fine.” I sighed. I smirked at Logan. “Sweet dreams, claw-man.”

***

I felt the liquid enter my body from the needles impaled all over my body. I fought against my restraints, but it was useless, they were tight and plastic.

“How she doing?” Stryker inquired.

“She’s resisting, sir.” A scientist mentioned.

“Sedate her. Wipe her memories. You’ll have better luck then.” Stryker ordered. “She won’t want to escape if she can’t remember a thing.”

Stryker looked over at me. I narrowed my eyes. “Where’s Logan.”

“I think you’re mistaken. There’s no one here with that name.” Stryker retorted. He then turned towards the scientists. “Do it now.”

“Get away from me!” I shrieked.

“Hey, Lorna.” Logan’s voice rang out. He gently placed a hand on my shoulder. “It’s just a nightmare.”

My hands shook as I looked up at Logan. Tears fell from my eyes. I knew him…Before my memories were wiped I had known him. How was that possible? I nodded, unable to use any words. It was then when I noticed he didn’t have a shirt on, revealing his abs. My cheeks turned bright pink. I turned my head away.

“Put a shirt on.” I urged. 

Logan smirked. “Why? Do I make you nervous?”

I scoffed. “As if.” 

But he removed his hand from my shoulder, putting on a tank top. The door then opened. Storm ran in, followed by Jean and Scott. Charles wheeled in behind them all. Many students peeped inside the door through the hallway, watching me. I tried to wipe away the tears, but they kept flowing.

“What did you do?” Scott demanded, facing Logan. 

“I didn’t do anything. I tried to help her.” Logan argued.

“Logan’s right.” Charles said, wheeling over to me. “Tell me what happened?”

I hesitated, looking at the students. Charles noticed. He looked over at Storm and Scott. “Get the students back to their rooms.”

The two then left, closing the door behind them. Charles looked back at me. “Do you want to tell me now?”

“I...I had a nightmare, but it felt like a memory.” I explained.

Charles’s face fell. “Lorna, do you have any memories of who you are?”

I could lie, tell him no, urge him to get lost and not to meddle where he didn’t belong. But I was scared...and I was desperate, desperate for answers. I shook my head. “No...I only know what my father has told me.”

Charles’s face turned cold. “I see...We’ll talk more tomorrow. Try to get some rest. Good night, Lorna. Good night, Logan.”

Charles took off. Jean gave me a look of pity before following Charles. I was now alone with Logan again. I looked at Logan, but before he could say anything, I spoke. “Not another word.”

Logan raised his hands. “Wasn’t gonna. Good night, Lorna.”

“Good night, Logan.” I said, turning my back towards him.

***

The next morning, I was back in Charles’s study. I was sitting in a chair across from his desk. Charles didn’t say a word, only observed me. And it kinda started to freak me out.

“Charles, say something. Anything, please.” I urged. “This is awkward.”

“Forgive me, I was just...thinking.” Charles said. 

He then took out of a drawer before placing it on the desk. I looked down to see it was a plaque name. 

“Do you remember this?” Charles asked. 

I snickered, picking it up. “No, but whoever gave you this is a genius. They got good taste.”

Charles chuckled. “Well, that person was you.”

My eyes widened. “What?” 

I looked back down at the plaque name. Suddenly, I wasn’t in Charles’s study anymore. 

“You sure this is a good idea, Lorna?” Alex inquired. 

“Why not? Professor’s gonna love this.” I said as we walked through the hallways of Xavier’s mansion.

“You couldn’t have gotten him a coffee mug or something else for his birthday like a normal person.” Alex replied.

“In case you don’t realize we aren’t normal, Alex.” I reminded him.

Alex nodded. “Touché.”

“Lorna.” Charles called out.

I dropped the plaque name on the desk. My hands shook. I looked up at Charles.

“You saw something, didn’t you?” He pressed.

I tried to brush it off with a scoff. “And what if I did?”

“Lorna, I’m only trying to help you.” Charles said. “Tell me what you saw.”

“Why don’t you just look into my mind.” I retorted.

“Because I’d rather you tell me.” He urged. 

Oh what the hell. I let out a sigh. “A boy named Alex and I were talking about this plaque name thingy that I gave you for your birthday. Apparently, he thought I should’ve gotten you something else.” 

Charles chuckled. “But you didn’t. You were always unique. You embraced your gift, which I’m proud of.”

I didn’t know why, but it felt nice hearing those words. I smiled. “Thanks, Charles.”

Charles smiled. “Of course. I just want you to remember. All I ever wanted was the best for you.”

-3rd person p.o.v.-

Sabertooth returned to Magneto’s lair without Lorna. Mystique was the first to greet him. Her yellow eyes looked around. “Where’s Polaris?”

Sabertooth scoffed. “What do I look like? Her keeper?”

Mystique grabbed Sabertooth by his coat. “Where. Is. She.”

“What’s going on?” Magneto’s voice rang out. 

He walked towards Mystique and Sabertooth, who was now nervous. Mystique kept her grip on Sabertooth, glaring at him. “This idiot left Polaris behind.” 

“She...she was taken by the X-Men.” Sabertooth said.

Magneto’s face fell. Fear was all over his face. It was replaced with anger. He slapped Sabertooth. “You fool of a Sabertooth!”

He turned towards Mystique. “We need her back. Now.” 

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade (New Series)

A/N: What if Magneto’s daughter, Lorna aka Polaris, is working with her father in the Brotherhood of Mutants based on her past. Will take place during the X-Men movies in the original timeline.

Let me know if I should write this or if any of you are interested. It will be called Arcade. First chapter’s up! Thanks! 

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade

Chapter 10: Road Trip

I stared at Logan in silence. Logan waved a hand in front of me, looking worried. “Say something, darling. Anything.”

“Sorry, I just didn’t see that coming.” I said. “I thought I fucked it up.”

“You did fuck up, sweetheart. But you apologized, and you helped us get Rogue.” Logan replied.

My eyes lit up. “Does this mean you’ll take me back?”

Logan smirked. “On one condition.”  

“Anything.” I replied.

Logan chuckled. “But you don’t know what it is. Could be kinky for all you know.”

I groaned, giving him a punch. “Logan, don’t you dare.” 

Logan laughed. He then raised his hands. “Relax, it’s nothing bad, yet. I just wanted to hear you say it.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Say what?” 

He gave me a look. And I realized what he meant. My face turned red. “Oh that...” 

“I’m waiting.” He teased. 

“Oh shut it, I’m going, okay.” I retorted. “…I love you, James. I can’t shake this feeling off no matter what I try to do. And I keep falling deeper in.”

Logan smiled. “Wow. All right, you’re forgiven….right after this.”

I sighed. “Now what, claw-man?”

Logan chuckled. “Glad to see we’re using the nicknames for each other.”

I was about to say something, when Logan then leaned in. Our lips smacked against each other. I sighed, happy to be here with Logan.

***

Logan and I were lying in a bed of a motel room. Our bodies were tangled. My head lied in his bare chest. His arm was around my waist. We lied there in silence.

“So the other night, what did you have a nightmare about?” Logan asked.

“I…well, it was about a baby, two babies. And I think they were our kids, Logan.” I explained, looking up at him.

Logan’s eyes widened. “We had kids?”

“I guess so...but I don’t know if they’re still alive. They were taken to another room, where scientists surrounded them.” I said. “I tried to escape many times, but I failed.”

“Do you think that abandoned base by the Alkali Lake is where you were held?” Logan asked.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Guess we’ll find out.”

Logan nodded. 

“But at least we have each other.” I said. 

Logan smiled. “That we do, babe.” 

He then leaned down. Our lips met, and I felt like I was a firework that went off, letting out colorful sparks in the air. I didn’t know what would happen in the future, but right now I was happy. 

***

While on the road, Logan and I decided to take a break to eat. But instead of pulling into town to the restaurants, he went into the forest. He parked us near a beautiful clear lake. 

“What’re we doing here?” I asked.

“We’re gonna have a picnic.” Logan said.

My eyes lit up. “Really?”

He chuckled. “Yeah, darling.”

“What about food?” I asked.

“Already have that taken care of.” He said.

“Blankets?”

“Yep.”

“Drinks?”

“Darling, I have everything under control.” He assured me.

He then reached a hand out, placing it over my thigh. He gave me a warm smile and that was all it took to calm me down. I smiled. “All right.”

When we arrived, we laid out a blanket and grabbed the food and cans of beer. After we eat, we laid on the blanket with our arms wrapped around each other. As we laid here, my mind wandered to a memory, one I didn’t know I had.

 Logan and I were lying on the forest ground near a lake. As I laid my head on his chest, I spoke. “If we have kids...we should come up with names.”

Logan chuckled. “We aren’t naming our son, James. That’s for sure.”

I shrugged. “Why not?”

“Trust me, it’s for the best.” He replied, not wanting to talk anymore about it.

“What about Wanda?” 

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Why Wanda?”

“How about Wendy?” Logan suggested. 

I nodded. “Wendy Howlett. I like it.” 

“What about Pete...for a boy?” 

“Why Pete?”

“After Peter, you know, the quick kid.”

I chuckled. “Pete Howlett and Wendy Howlett. I love it.”

Logan smiled. “Me too.”

We then leaned in for a kiss, but the image changed. I saw two little kids, a boy and a girl, screaming to the top of their lungs. They looked over at me, begging me to help them. I then saw Stryker’s face. A wicked smile was painted across his face. “They will make excellent weapons.”

The girl’s eyes glowed red as she cried out. “Mom, help us!”

I let out a gasp as I shot up. That must’ve been our kids’ names, assuming they’re still alive. Logan placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, you all right?” Logan asked. 

I nodded. “Yeah…I-I just…”

I trailed off, fighting back tears that dared fall from my eyes. Part of me wanted to believe they’re still alive…

“Another memory?” Logan suggested.

“Yeah, it was nice. We were talking about names for our kids…and then it changed. I was in a room, watching our kids, a boy and a girl, screaming, begging for me to help them…” I explained.

Tears fell from my eyes, and I couldn’t speak without letting out a sob. Logan wrapped an arm around me. “Hey, it’s all right. I got you.”

“You think they’re still alive?” I croaked out, burying my head in his chest.

I felt Logan’s muscles tense. But he quickly responded. “We’re going to find out. And whatever happens, we’ll stay together.”

He then planted a kiss on my head, calming me down. We stayed lying there in each other’s arms for hours before getting back in the car, making our way to Canada.   

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade

Chapter 11: Back to the Manor

A week went by. We finally reached the base that Charles mentioned. The base was covered in snow and looked abandoned with the exception of a few wolves.

My heart dropped. I don’t understand...Charles said this place would have all the answers. But there’s nothing here. I stood there, staring at the base. Our kids? Are they alive? Are they missing? Dead? My heart ached. I was tired of this. I want answers, and I need them now. 

“Hey.” Logan’s voice rang out. 

He gently placed a hand around my waist. “Let’s go back to the car.”

“No.” I said. 

Logan sighed. “Lorna, there’s nothing here.”

“And we’re just gonna give up? Like that?”

Logan gently placed a hand under my chin, making me look up at his warm honey eyes. “Listen to me, darling. We aren’t giving up. This was our only lead, so we’re going back to the mansion. The Professor will have a plan. He’ll have something, a place, a location, anything.” 

He is right. Charles will have answers or at least something that will lead to our past. He hasn’t ever steered me wrong, he has only tried to help. I let out a sigh, leaning my forehead against his. 

“Let’s go back then.” I replied. 

He placed a kiss to my forehead before leading me back to the car. We returned to the mansion after about a week or more. While on the road, we heard on the radio that a mutant had attacked the President, leaving behind a knife that said mutant freedom now. It was very troubling. 

“Logan! Lorna!” She exclaimed, running towards us. 

I smiled. “Hey, kiddo.”

Rogue gave Logan and me a hug, making me smile. I was happy to see her. And she looked well. She still had the stripes of white hair from that incident on Ellis Island, which I still felt terrible about.

“You miss me, kid?” Logan asked.

“Not really.” Rogue replied, jokingly.

“Mm.” Logan nodded. “How you doing?”

“I'm okay.” Rogue said.

“How are you?” I said.

Before Rogue said anything, a boy with short blonde hair appeared beside her. Logan raised an eyebrow. “Who's this?”

“Oh, this is Bobby. He's my--” Rogue said.

Bobby cut her off, extending a hand out. “I’m here boyfriend. Call me Iceman.”

“Right.” Logan replied, shaking his hand, which turned into ice.

“Boyfriend?” I said, rather surprised. I smiled. “Good for you, Rogue.”

Rogue smiled back. “Thanks, Lorna.” 

“So how do you guys...?” Logan asked, trailing off.

I elbowed his side. “Logan!”

“Hey!” Logan exclaimed, raised his hands. 

He looked at me, and I gave him a look. Logan shrugged. “What? I’m just asking.”

“Lorna, it’s totally fine.” Rogue assured me. 

“And, well about that part...we're still working on that.” Bobby added.

“You’ll figure it out. I’m sure of it.” I said, trying to comfort them. 

“Look who's come back.” Storm’s voice rang out. 

She walked towards us with a smile. “Just in time.”

Logan furrowed his brow. “For what?”

“We need a baby-sitter.” Storm said.

“Baby-sitter?” I repeated. 

“Nice to see you again, Logan.”

“Hi, Logan.” Jean greeted as she walked down the stairs.

Logan smiled back. “Hi, Jean.”

I felt a twinge of jealously as Jean’s smile widened. I cleared my throat. “Hello to you too, Jean.” 

“Lorna.” She said, coldly.

“Uh, I should go and get the jet ready.” Storm said.

She then left. Bobby then spoke. “Yeah, well, it was good to meet you both.”

Bobby gave us one last look before grabbing Rogue’s gloved hand. “Come on. Let's go.” 

“Bye, Logan, Lorna. I'll see you later.” Rogue said.

Logan nodded. “Okay.”

Rogue and Bobby then left, leaving Logan and me, and Jean, who walked towards us. 

“Storm and I are heading to Boston. We won't be gone long. The professor wants us to track down a mutant who attacked the president.” Jean explained.

“So it was a mutant?” Logan asked.

“You'll be here when we get back―unless you plan on running off again.” Jean replied.

“Well, I can probably think of a few reasons to stick around.” Logan said.

Jean smiled as they stared at each other. My stomach churned. I clenched my fists. I tried to calm myself down. There’s nothing to be jealous, Lorna. Scott then arrived, walking down the stairs. “Find what you were looking for, Logan?” 

“More or less.” Logan shrugged.

“I'll see you boys later...and you too, Lorna.” She said, not bothering to look in my direction.

Jean walked towards Scott. “Be safe, okay?”

“You too.”.

They exchanged a kiss. Jean looked back at Logan, smiling. “Bye.”

“See ya.” Logan said.

Jean then left the room, while Scott stood there, staring at Logan. Well, this is awkward. Logan smirked. “Aren't you gonna welcome me home?” 

“Yeah, we were expecting a banner, “ I teased,

Logan chuckled, wearing a grin. He then threw the keys at Scott. “Your car needs gas.”

I looked at Logan, surprised. “You took his car?”

Logan shrugged. “Well, no one was using it.”

“I was going to use it!” Scott exclaimed. “It’s my car.”

“Tough luck.” Logan answered.

“You know what. You fill her up then.” Scott shot back, throwing the keys back at Logan.

Logan caught the keys with ease. Scott then walked off. I looked over at Logan, and we let out chuckles. Well, it’s good to be back.

***

Logan and I visited Charles, trying to find answers, but he told us that he couldn’t help. Apparently the mind sometimes needs to discover things for itself. That was bullshit, but Charles left before we could protect. And we were left babysitting the students at the mansion for the night.   

Well...how hard could that be?

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade

Chapter 4: Rogue

 -Lorna’s POV-

After that morning with Charles, he urged me to stroll around the gardens. But I wasn’t alone. Jean was with me, walking through the gardens. We walked in silence, which I was more than okay with. But after less than five minutes, Jean opened her mouth. “So Magneto’s your father.”

Here we go. I faked a smile, turning to face her. “Yes. So?”

“I didn’t mean anything bad. I...I was just curious.” Jean said. 

“He’s the same as any other father who loves his daughter. He’s protective, caring, and wants the best for me.” I retorted. “He’s the same as....”

I then saw a depiction of Charles, a younger one, smiling. “Don’t worry, Lorna. You are welcome to stay with me. You will be safe here, I promise you.” 

“Charles...” I whispered in awe.

“Logan.” Jean sighed in relief.

I spun around to see Logan.

“Jean.” Logan greeted, smiling. He looked over at me. “Magnets.”

“Claw-man.” I shot back.

Logan grumbled, glaring at me. Jean spoke up, breaking our little fight. “Logan, can you stay with Lorna? My class is about to start.”

“Oh, no, I don’t think—” Logan started.

But Jean wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Thanks, Logan. See you both later.”

She then walked off. Now it was just Logan and me. Great...We walked side by side in silence. Logan then spoke. “So you lost your memories, too?”

I was prepared to say it was none of his business, but I was surprised. He lost his memories too? I nodded. “Yeah...so I’m not the only one?”

“No, looks like we’re in the same boat.” Logan said, shoving his hands into his pockets.

***

“You wanna take the bed this time?” Logan asked. 

I stared at Logan, surprised. “Really? Uh, I mean, duh. I would’ve taken it by force anyways.”

Logan chuckled.

“Sure, darling. Whatever you say.” He said. 

I huffed, but remained silent. I grabbed the pillows on the bed, preparing to sleep. I smirked. An idea came to me. I threw one of the pillows at Logan, hitting his head. He spun around, looking at me. I grinned. “Oops. It slipped.”

I turned around to pull back the sheets. Whack! A pillow hit the side of my head. I spun around. Logan smirked. “Oops, it slipped.”

I grinned. “Oh it’s on, claw-man.”

“Bring it on, magnets.” He teased.

I grabbed a pillow, swinging it towards Logan’s head. He took a pillow, hitting my back. I let out a laugh. It wasn’t forced or anything. It was a real laugh. Logan also let out a hearty laugh. It sounded like a beautiful song. We continued to hit one another as we continued laughing, carefree, unaware of the mess we were making.   

“Hey!” A voice rang out.

We both spun around to see Jean and Scott, and Charles behind them. I looked back in the room to see the room covered in feathers from the pillows. Logan and I looked at each other. We both blurted out.

“It was his fault.”

“It was her fault.”

“What?!” We both shouted. “No, it was your fault. Stop copying me!”

“Enough!” Charles snapped.

Logan and I both shut up. Charles continued. “You will clean this up now.” 

He then left with Jean. Scott snickered. “Nice job, you two!” 

Whack! I threw the pillow in my hand, hitting Scott in the face. He stumbled back. I smirked. “Sweet dreams, Cyclops.”

I then slammed the door in his face. I spun around to see Logan staring at me, smiling. I raised an eyebrow. “What? Do I have a feather in my hair?”

He shook his head. “No, it’s nothing.” 

He then walked towards the bathroom. I mentally shook my head, walking towards the bed, lying down in the sheets. It wasn’t long until I fell asleep.

I stood on a porch outside a cabin, looking at the moon. I then felt a pair of arms around my waist. I turned my head. To my surprise it was Logan, smiling down at me.

“What’re you doing out here?” He asked.

“Just looking at the moon. It’s beautiful.” I said.

“Yes. She is.” He replied.

I looked back to see him staring at me. “Do you know why the moon is so lonely?”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “What? Why?” “Because she used to have a lover.”

Logan looked amused. He chuckled. “Where did you hear this from?”

“Kayla.” I replied.

“Kayla? Your friend at the school?”

I nodded. “Now will you let me tell you the rest of the story?” 

“His name was Kuekuatsheu. They lived in the Spirit World together. And every night they'd wander the skies together. But one of the other spirits was jealous. The Trickster wanted the Moon for himself. So he told Kuekuatsheu that the Moon asked for flowers. He told him to come to our world and pick her some wild roses. Kuekuatsheu didn't know that once you leave the Spirit World, you can never go back. Now he's trapped here. Every night the Moon searches for him, and every night he sees her in the sky and howls her name, but he can never touch her again.” I explained.

I looked back at Logan. He stared at me in awe. “Wow. Koo-koo-ka-choo got screwed.” I let out a laugh. "Kuekuatsheu. It means the Wolverine. The story made me think about you, James.”

Logan groaned. “You know I don’t use that name anymore.”

“But it’s your name. I love it. I love you, all of you.” I said, placing a hand on his cheek. 

He smiled. Logan and I leaned in--

I then heard screams, startling me. I woke up to find Logan impaling the mutant girl I was sent to get with his metal claws. She let out a gasp. I stared in horror. “James!”

Logan looked over at me. He had a look on his face, one I didn’t recognize. But it was replaced by a frightened look. “Help! Somebody help!”

“We need help!” I shouted, running towards the door. 

I opened the door, finding students outside in the hallway. Scott, Jean, and Storm rushed towards me.

“What’s happening?” Jean wondered.

I then heard Logan gasping. I turned around to see the girl touching Logan. Her scars healed right away, shocking me. And I then realized exactly why father needed her.

“Scott, grab a pillow.” Jean ordered.

“It was an accident.” The girl urged. 

“It’s all right, Rogue.” Storm assured her.

So that was her name. Rogue quickly left the room. Everyone took several steps back, frightened. My heart dropped. Poor girl. As I stared back at Logan, who remained unconscious, I remembered what I said...and I remembered that dream...Was it even a dream? Or was it a memory? Charles came in with his wheelchair. His eyes met mine. No...this was all one bad nightmare. 

I quickly ran out the door into the hallway. I heard Charles, shouting my name, but I kept running.  

-3rd person pov-

Logan groaned as he opened his eyes. “What happened? Is she all right?”

“She'll be all right.” Charles assured him, sitting beside him.

“What did she do to me?” Logan asked.

“When Rogue touches someone, she takes their energy, their life force.” Charles explained. “In the case of mutants, she absorbs their gifts for a while. In your case, your ability to heal.”

“It felt like she almost killed me.” Logan replied.

“If she'd held out any longer, she could have.” Charles said.

Logan looked around, seeing Lorna nowhere. His heart dropped. “Where’s Lorna?”

“She ran out.” Charles responded.

“Why?” Logan asked.

Charles gave him a look that said “you know why.” Logan remembered the name Lorna called him, when she woke up. James...He hadn’t been called that in over twenty years. His heart then dropped. Charles knew what Logan was thinking. 

“Go to her.” Charles urged. “But take it easy.” 

[the-princess-elven-jedi-avenger]

Arcade

Chapter 6: Magneto

A/N: Warnings: Mentions of sex. No smut.

Mystique, who remained Jean, nodded. “I’m here to get you back. Your father was worried.”

I was relieved to see Mystique. But I didn’t want to go just yet. I was surprised. I should’ve had no problem returning to my father. But Charles had been kind to me, helping me with my memories. And Logan…

I wondered if Charles knew Mystique was here. If he didn’t yet, he will soon. I told myself I was doing this to follow through with father’s plan, but was that the real reason?

“Tell my father not to worry.” I said. “I have everything taken care of. I will bring the mutant to him.”

“But the mutant’s leaving. I made sure of it.” Mystique replied.

“She’s still here. Trust me, I’ll make sure it.” I assured her. “Now go before the Professor discovers you’re here.”

After leaving Mystique, I returned to my room. This time, I knocked on the door. Logan’s gruff voice rang out. “Come in.”

I opened the door to see Logan sitting on the couch. He smirked. “You knocked.”

“Well, someone gave me shit for not knocking.” I retorted. 

Logan chuckled. “Touché.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Where’s Rogue?” 

“She left. She probably returned to her room.” Logan said.

I nodded. “And what did you two talk about?”

“Why the sudden interest?” Logan asked. He smirked. “You aren’t jealous? Are you?”

I scoffed. “As if, claw-man. I...I’m just curious.”

“She just wanted to apologize for what happened last night.” Logan explained. “But it wasn’t all her fault...I should have better control over these...”

He then looked down at his knuckles. It was heart-wrenching to see him like this. I shouldn’t care, I should push him away, tell him that he should have better control, and ignore him. But I understood him. And I felt sympathy towards him.

“I can’t control it, Professor.” I croaked. Tears falling down my face.

Charles placed a hand on my shoulder. “You can control it. You are more powerful than you think, Lorna. I have hope in you.”

“This supposed to be a gift?” I asked.

“I know it doesn’t feel like it, but it is.” Charles assured me. “You’ll learn to embrace your gift without shame.”   

I placed a hand over his knuckles. “Don’t beat yourself up. You don’t give yourself enough merit. You are strong, Logan. And you have control over your gift.”

Logan scoffed. “You think this is a gift? A gift can be returned.”

“But that doesn’t mean it should. A gift is precious, unique. And that’s what you are, Logan.” I said.

Logan stared back at me with a soft look. “Lorna...”

He raised a hand, placing it on one of my cheeks. I watched as he looked down at my lips. My heart was beating so fast, I thought it was about to fall. No, I shouldn’t. I quickly stood up, pulling away from him.

“I...I should get some sleep. I’m tired.” I said, looking away.

“Uh, right, I understand.” Logan replied, sounding disappointed.

I laid on the couch with my back turned towards him. I closed my eyes, hoping to get some sleep. 

***

I was walking through an empty hallway, dressed in rags. IVs trailed behind me on the ground. I saw a baby carriage across the hallway. I glanced down to see my stomach, which looked like I was ready to pop. My eyes widened. I’m pregnant? I looked back over at the carriage. I ran over towards it to find it empty. Tears fell from my eyes. “No! My baby! Where’s my baby?!” 

I woke up, screaming. Nearly everything in the room was thrown onto the ground. I had a child…what happened to that child? Logan ran towards me.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He assured me. “I got you.”

He wrapped his arms around me. I immediately wrapped my arms around him, holding onto him with much urgency. After half an hour, I calmed down. I pulled away to look at Logan’s hazel eyes, taking my breath away.

“You okay?” He asked. 

I nodded. I wasn’t sure what got into me, but my eyes flickered down towards his lips. Before long, I leaned in. My lips connected with his. I felt sparks flying from within me. I’ve never felt so alive.

“Whoa, hey...” He said, pulling away from me.

“Are you sure you want this?” Logan asked.

I nodded. “I do.”

That’s all it took. His lips smacked against mine. His teeth grazed my bottom lip. His hands then roamed over my body. My hands raised to his hair. He then took me towards the bed. 

***

I woke up to an arm around my waist. My head was buried in a naked chest. I looked up to see Logan, peacefully sleeping. My legs were tangled with his. Memories of last night came back to haunt me. What have I done? Father’s gonna kill me.

But it felt so nice, lying here in his arms. I reached out, running a hand through his brown hair, which felt soft. Logan’s eyes opened, revealing his hazel eyes. All my fears and regrets of what we did were gone with just one handsome smile of his. “Morning, darling. I can get used to this view.”

I chuckled. “Morning, Logan. How did you sleep?”

“I had the best sleep in my life. You?” He asked.

“I didn’t have any more nightmares of my past.” I said.

“Good. Speaking of that, what was it you saw last night?” He wondered. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t wanna…”

My heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t believe how sweet and generous he was. I opened my mouth, ready to talk about it. But there was a knock on the door.

“Go away!” Logan groaned.

He then buried his face in my neck. Once again, he pulled me closer towards him. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “Logan.”

“Sorry, can’t help it.” He said, wearing a grin.

“Logan, Lorna, it’s Rogue. I can’t find her anymore.” Storm’s voice rang out.

Logan’s eyes and my own widened. “WHAT?!”

***

Storm, Logan, and I searched the entire mansion, but we couldn’t find her. So, we went to find Charles underneath the mansion. He was with Scott in one of their lab rooms.

“Where is she?” Logan asked.

Scott raised an eyebrow. “Who?”

“Rogue.” Charles said. “She's gone.”

Charles wheeled his way towards a door, which lead to Cerebro. The door scanned Charles’s eye. The female robotic voice greeted him. “Welcome, Professor.”

The door then opened, revealing the room with Cerebro. Charles quickly reached the machine, where his helmet was. 

“Welcome to Cerebro.” Charles said.

“This certainly is a big, round room.” Logan advertised.

“The brain waves of mutants are different from average humans. This device amplifies my power, allowing me to locate mutants across great distances.” Charles explained. “That's how I intend to find Rogue.”

“Why don't you just use it to find Magneto?” Logan asked.

“I've been trying, but he's found some way to shield himself from it.” Charles explained.

Logan raised an eyebrow. “How would he know how to do that?”

“Because he helped me build it.” Charles replied, putting on his helmet. “Now if you'll excuse me...”

The door then closed, leaving Jean, Scott, Storm, Logan, and me alone. 

“Have you ever...?” Logan asked, looking at Jean.

Used Cerebro? No. It takes a degree of control and...for someone like me, it's...” Jean trailed off.

“Dangerous.” Scott said.

The door then opened, and Charles came towards us. “She's at the station.”

“Where is it?” Logan asked.

“A few miles west of here.” Charles said. “Logan, you can't leave the mansion. It's the opportunity Magneto needs.”

“Listen, I'm the reason she took off.” Logan argued.

“We had a deal.” Charles reminded him.

“She's all right. She's just upset.” Storm said.

“Storm, Cyclops, find her. See if you can talk to her.” Charles ordered.

Storm and Scott nodded. They left. I looked at Logan, who wasn’t too happy about this.

***

Back in the room, Logan continued to pace. Seeing him like this made my heart wrench. But I was torn, between Logan and my father. I wasn’t sure what side to choose anymore. I knew Logan cared for Rogue, so I walked to him. I grabbed his hands.

“I know you’re worried about her.” I stated.

“They don’t know Rogue like I do.” Logan said.

“Then let’s go. Let’s find Rogue.” I advised.

Logan smiled. “You’d come with me?”

“Of course, claw-man.” I replied.

Logan chuckled. “That nickname’s not going away, is it?”

I shook my head. “Nope.”

We then left our room, going to the garage. Logan hopped onto a motorcycle. I climbed on behind him.

“Hold on.” Logan advised.

I wrapped my arms around him. He then took off, quickly leaving the mansion. We were now out on the open road. I looked around in awe, feeling the wind through my green hair. I was unaware that Logan was looking back at me, admiring me. All of the sudden, I felt a sudden surge of energy through the motorcycle, making us go even faster. I held Logan closer, squeezing him. “Logan!”

Logan let out a chuckle. “Hang in there, magnets!”

“If we ever get out of this, I’m gonna kill you!” I shouted.

Logan laughed. It sounded like a melody. A melody that I wanted to hear nonstop. We arrived at the train station, finding Rogue inside one of the trains. Logan sat beside her, while I sat in the seat behind them.

“Hey kid. You running again?” Logan asked.

“I heard the professor was mad at me.” Rogue said.

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Well, who told you that?”

“A boy at school.” Rogue replied. “You think I should go back?”

“I think you should follow your instincts.” Logan advised.

“The first boy I ever kissed ended up in a coma for three weeks.” Rogue explained. “I can still feel him inside of my head. And it’s the same with you.”

Her voice cracked. I could hear doing her best not to cry. My heart constricted. The poor girl, I can’t imagine what she’s gone through. It made me feel terrible about my father’s plan. I can’t...I can’t go through with this plan. 

She’s just a girl, a scared girl, who just wants to live her life. Logan reached out, placing an arm around her shoulders. Rogue leaned in, placing her head on his shoulder as she cried.

“There’s not many people that’ll understand what you’re going through. But I think this guy Xavier’s one of them. He seems to genuinely wanna help you. And that’s a rare thing. For people like us.” Logan said.

Rogue raised her head. At that moment, the train shook. We were then moving out of the train station. 

“Ok, so...what do you say? Give these geeks one more shot?” Logan asked. “Come on, I’ll take care of you.”

Rogue raised an eyebrow. “You promise?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I promise.” Logan assured her. 

I wasn’t sure why, but I smiled to see Logan like this. He looked like a loving father. My mind then wandered back to my memories, to my child. What happened to her? I then felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Logan, still sitting in front of me.

“You all right?” He asked.

I nodded. “Yeah, I’m good. We leaving?”

“Yeah.” He said.

At that moment, the train came to a violent stop. The lights turned off and on. The end of the train was then torn off. I then saw my father standing before us. Logan took out his claws. Father grinned. “You must be Wolverine. That remarkable metal doesn’t run through your entire body, does it?”

And that’s when father noticed me. 

“Excellent work, my daughter.” Father praised.

Logan looked over at me. He looked heartbroken and furious. “All this time...”