"Alkali Secrets" Chapter 2, Logan/OC [PG-13] X2
Title: Alkali Secrets
author: Megan Ellyson (lilyanialeigh@...
(brief) summary: Logan goes in search of more truth to his past and
heads back to Alaska. What he does not except to find is a mutant
with a familiar feel. Could she know about his past? Is there more
to Alkali Lake that meets the eye? He seeks an answer to what they
were doing at that facility.
Rating/warning & pairing (if applicable): PG-13
Feedback: Open to any feedback
Alkali Secrets - Chapter Two
Logan took a few steps outside the bar to look for the young mutant
who had an interesting vibe about her. He could sense her scent
which was almost fearful of being found. The scent lingered in the
air like an addictive perfume that was to cuddle itself around his
lungs. His thoughts were dazed at the idea of trying to remember her
or some kind of indication that he knows her. The snow was falling
down like feathers in the wind. Logan finally caught the trail of
the mutant's scent and started towards an abandoned barn just a
little into the woods.
He opened the heavy wooden doors and felt the warmth of a fire from
the upstairs. He saw the honey colored straw with a coal black horse
munching the straw. Logan heard the murmured cries of the lady from
in the loft. Her sweet scent of cucumber lotion brushed through the
air and into Logan's grasp. That simple scent brought to life a
memory of a scarlet light hanging over a table. Him and another were
strapped to it and having blood taken from both. A scream shattered
the dream like stage that Logan was intoxicated in.
Logan slowly made his way quietly up the wooden ladder to the loft.
In the distant corner, curled up in near a lantern, was the auburn
haired mutant from the bar. She was shaking due to the cold and her
actions at the bar. Her emerald eyes glanced up at Logan as she
began to hide further in the corner. The remains of tears were
stained on her jade-scaled face. The spines stuck out of her
forearms like jagged teeth to protect her.
"I won't hurt you," Logan stated peacefully. "Don't be afraid." He
slowly made his way towards Medusa.
Medusa lifted her face again to meet Logan's. All she could do was
look in terror at what she was and at why he followed her. "Why are
you here?" She questioned. She was frightened but not by him. It was
what she was that terrified her, the monster she becomes because of
Logan looked directly at her, "I am not sure." He sat down near the
warming lantern. "I am Logan. I am not going to hurt you."
"Medusa," she said starting to get more comfortable with Logan being
there. "Medusa Leigh, well at least, is all I remember." Medusa
covered her self with one of the old horse blankets lying near her.
Her eyes went to Logan's knuckles, "You have them like me."
"Adamantium metal," he stated looking at her emerald eyes. "You
don't remember how you got them?"
"No, not really. My dreams are haunted by these visions or
something. Then I turn into the monster you see. All I have is an ID
tag with the name MEDUSA on it and a post card that says the name
Leigh. I thought it was mine so I thought my name must have been
"I had one that said WOLVERINE."
Medusa was shocked to know that she wasn't alone in this. She
changed back to her pale ivory smooth flesh in a matter of seconds.
She uncovered her arms, face, and torso to be more comfortable with
her own skin. "So are we the same?" she asked quietly.
"I don't know." Logan answered solemnly. "Do you remember anything?"
Medusa face became consumed with a confused look. "Just what I kind
of remember from nightmares and what I saw at the bar after I took
"What are they?"
"Screams mine, I think, and another's. Men talking saying names,
ideas, operations. Flashing lights, needles, pain, fear
Sounds like Alkali Lake."
"Alkali Lake?" Medusa questioned.
"It was a military research facility. I was there and escaped. A man
named Stryker created me. And I guess, you too. But there are so
many things left unknown."
Logan paused for a moment, "Like why don't I remember you? Or why
didn't the professor tell me about there being another mutant if you
are from there."
Medusa stared at the ground wondering who he meant by the professor.
She was left more confused that when she started talking. Although a
feeling of joy was building in her to finally after about fifteen
years that she had been lost, that she was finally going to be able
to answer hopefully all her questions. "Logan, how do you know all
this about what happened to you?"
"I found someone who could read my mind. He was able to unlock my
mind and memories."
"Can he help me too?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Huh?" Logan was shocked from the question.
"Are you hungry, Logan?" Medusa asked again. Her voice was smoother
since she was becoming calmer. Her smile graced her face and made
her shine with hope.
Logan answered, "a little."
"I have some food around here. It isn't much, but it is eatable."
Medusa got up and walked towards a small cooler.
Logan just watched her walk lightly towards the bluish cooler. Her
steps were in perfect rhythm with the nature around her. She looks
so at home, but even he knew she must have a past. She didn't belong
here, in this tiny little barn, with not even plumbing or a bed.
Medusa sat down next to Logan and handed a brown rumpled bag with
sandwiches in it. Medusa reached in the bag she had and took a small
bite from her sandwich. She looked at the lantern and the warmth
brought her blood flowing faster. She looked at Logan, "is it okay?"
"It is fine," he answered. "You live here?"
"Yep, it isn't much, but it is shelter."
"I have a motel room in town. You shouldn't have to sleep in a barn."
"I don't want to be a bother."
"Not at all," Logan said smiling.
"If you are sure I won't be a problem. I will take you up on the
offer." Medusa smiled slightly at Logan's offer. She couldn't
believe someone could be that nice to her. Her being a freak and him
seeming to accept her for being what she is.
Logan grabbed the lantern and a few of the blankets that were on the
floor. "Let's go before it gets too cold." He said heading to leave
the barn. Medusa followed him to the door of the barn to lock the
doors. They walked into the snow and started back towards the motel
which Logan's motorcycle was parked.