"Alkali Secrets" Chapter 3, Logan/OC [PG-13] X2
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"Alkali Secrets" Chapter 3, 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 Three
The cold bitter wind seemed to have a vendetta against Medusa as her
and Logan made their way back to town. Her senses started to drift
outside in the air. The air was frozen with the smell of the snow.
Her skin was ice much like the blood that flowed through her veins.
Her strength was weakening as her cold-blooded instincts began to
"Logan, we need to hurry," she pleading silently. She could barely
stand to walk anymore, but she needed to continue. She wasn't about
to ask for help in being carried or something.
Logan looked behind him and noticed her fatigue. "Only a little
farther," he said helping her along.
They reached the motel. Medusa leaned on the wall beside the door.
Her breathing was becoming more and more shallow. Logan knew she
wasn't dying, but didn't know what was going on with her. Her
clothes were somewhat shredded due to her mutating in the bar. Logan
opened the door and put down the stuff from the barn.
Medusa's eyes were barely opened when Logan lifted her and took her
into the room. Her head nuzzled against Logan's chest. It felt so
familiar, like it something from the past. He stood in front of the
bed for a moment with Medusa in his arms. Her pale, fair face looked
serene lying asleep. He snapped back and laid her on the bed to
rest. Her scarlet hair lay like waves of flames upon the flannel
Medusa could feel Logan's arms carrying her. Her dreams seem to
mimic reality with the past. She drifted into a night where she was
being held to comfort her fears. Tears fell like acid rain from her
eyes onto the man's chest. His scent felt soothing and familiar,
like the scent she had gotten from Logan. She could make out the
whispers, "we'll escape somehow, and I'll protect you."
Logan walked back out to get the blankets and lantern. He shut the
door after coming back inside to place a blanket over Medusa. He
still couldn't figure out why she behaved the way she did. He sat in
the chair watching the television and questions were running through
his mind about the past and Medusa.
Medusa felt the bed, but her dreams confronted the softness. She was
lying on a cold metal slab. Shackled and gagged, she tried to move
in order to escape the place. She felt the constricting binds
keeping her movement almost controlled. Black lines were drawn
across her body like a blueprint for something she had no clue
about. She watched as some scientist looking man started towards her
with an injection. Her screams were silenced by the gagged, but in
some failing chance she wanted help. The injection pierced her skin
with the pain of the liquid inside rushing like a plague through her
body. Medusa's scream was heard this time, but she was truly awake.
Logan, shocked, rushed to Medusa's side to try to help in someway.
He placed his hand over her screaming mouth in order to hush her.
She was scared to death by whatever she had dreamt of.
"Shh Medusa calm down," he whispered to her. "You need to stop
Medusa couldn't speak, just cry from the fears that had rising
inside her mind. She had never had a dream that vivid. She never
remembered anything from her past till recently. The images swirled
through her memories like puzzle pieces waiting to be put back in
the right order. She didn't even know the right order; how could
they make any sense.
She slowly began to calm down with even just a few tears dripping
down her face. Logan sat on the edge of the bed while she, still
trembling, sat beside him. He handed her a cup of coffee from the
machine that was hidden in one of the drawers. She took the cup
which warmed her flesh by just a touch.
Logan didn't like the uncomfortable silence very well, but he was at
a lost for what to say. "What happened," he started, "outside before
we got in the room?"
Medusa wiped her face of the remaining tears. "I am cold-blooded due
to my reptilian mutation," she said going back to the state she was
in at the bar. "If my body gets too cold then I sleep, just like
snakes do. It takes a very low temperature to get that to happen. As
you can see, I wasn't actually dressed for a winter walk."
Logan smiled for a moment, and then went back to being serious. "I
am guessing, you are reliving the past in your sleep."
"Yes, more now than I can ever remember. They are like haunting
memories lost in no exact timeline. Why did they do this to us?"
"They wanted to create the perfect weapon is what I was told."
Medusa looked at Logan to hopefully find some answers in his eyes.
Nothing was hidden in his eyes, just reality at its mere despair.
Her eyes lowered to the bed, "I'm truly sorry if I scared you when I
"It was nothing," he said thinking about why he even came back to
Alaska. Was it just an intuition of a search for more answers or
"I'll get off the bed so you may sleep " Medusa started to get off
the bed when Logan interrupted her.
"No, I probably won't sleep tonight. You may have the bed."
Medusa did not want to be a bother to Logan. He was being quite nice
to her already; it was rude to take his own bed from him. Though he
didn't seem the type she would argue with do to him having quite the
knowledge about the Alkali Lake experiment.
She stayed sitting on the bed while Logan looked deep in thought.
They both stayed silent till Medusa finally drifted back to sleep
curled up on the bed. Logan just sat upon the bed thinking about how
Medusa felt so familiar and calming in his arms. Could Jean be
drifting from his memories as the one his heart yearned for? Medusa
was like him, while Jean was intimate with Scott. Jean would never
choose him over Scott.
hopefully chapter 4 will come sooner. :)