03-21-2005, 12:17 AM
Logan followed the stranger into the dark depths of the tunnels, easily keeping pace with their seeming rescuer. That quickly changed. It was a sound that he had only heard twice before, but he would recognize it anywhere. The Phoinex. It had finally shown itself. In one swift and fluid motion, Logan's direction had reversed without breaking his speed, heading him back towards Victoria. He strained to get a glance at it, being able to catch a glimpse of it as it flew off into the unknown. But a glimpse was all he needed. In that one instant, memories rushed towards him, consuming his every thought. Visions of Jean Grey, Sinister, and finally the firery entity that had just been before him. An emotion flooded his every being, one that was so foreign to him, that it was almost forgetten, yet one so great, that it threatened to drown him in its glory. Logan was in awe.
It seemed like an eternity, but finally, the instant passed, and Logan's mind was once again focussed on the task at hand. He watched Iron Fist retrieve the dazed Ms. Essex, taking her into the tunnels, and decided to trail from behind. After running through series of twists and turns that recognized as an attempt to confuse intruders, they arrived to their destined haven.
Logan was quick to analyze their surroundings and the people the lay inside them. He particularly noticed how they reacted to the speedy nusicance, causing a slight grimace to be fall his face. He knew nothing of this 'prophecy' they spoke of, but he knew Barry was not their Savior, and he hoped that such an idea would not cause the teenager's head to swell even more.
Patiently, Logan stood of in the distance, arms crossed, and listened closely as they were filled in by their new acquiatances.
It seemed like an eternity, but finally, the instant passed, and Logan's mind was once again focussed on the task at hand. He watched Iron Fist retrieve the dazed Ms. Essex, taking her into the tunnels, and decided to trail from behind. After running through series of twists and turns that recognized as an attempt to confuse intruders, they arrived to their destined haven.
Logan was quick to analyze their surroundings and the people the lay inside them. He particularly noticed how they reacted to the speedy nusicance, causing a slight grimace to be fall his face. He knew nothing of this 'prophecy' they spoke of, but he knew Barry was not their Savior, and he hoped that such an idea would not cause the teenager's head to swell even more.
Patiently, Logan stood of in the distance, arms crossed, and listened closely as they were filled in by their new acquiatances.