𝖡𝖫𝖠𝖢𝖪 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖱 - 𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖠𝖭 𝖧𝖮𝖶𝖫𝖤𝖳𝖳 [𝖷-𝖬𝖤𝖭 𝖴𝖭𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖤]

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖

𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗬

"What the hell are we doing out here? It's freezing."

"Xavier said they were out here."

Elena barely suppressed an eye roll at his words, turning her head slightly to look at him.

"Well, yeah, but how do we know it's actually a mutant? Or mutants, I guess."

"Xavier said there was a spike in mutant activity in this area."

"And he didn't think to tell us why or who or what exactly is causing it?"

Storm sighs, turning back to glance at Scott and Elena.

"Enough bickering, you two. We have more important matters at hand."

Scott crumbles under his breath, but keeps his mouth shut. The only sounds are the blizzard around them, their boots crunching in the snow, and the chattering of teeth.

Despite their insulated suits, it's still below freezing outside, and the snow doesn't seem like it'll let up anytime soon.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Storm said quietly, eyeing their surroundings warily.

Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream echoes through the air, raw and guttural. Terrified.

They all take off in that direction, knowing whatever it is, it isn't good. Elena spots a crashed truck lying in the snow, and two- no three people, in the area.

One of them is a young girl, trapped in the passenger seat of the truck. Another one is a man with hair that distinctly reminds her of a cat, and the third is- oh, no.

Oh, shit. Sabertooth. One of Magneto's goons. Known for his animalistic tendencies, ruthless nature, and bloodthirst.

Before any of them have time to react, a blur of fur and claws launched at them, knocking Scott off his feet and into the snow.

He has Scott pinned to the ground, his sharp claws digging into the man's shoulder through the suit. Scott let out a pained grunt, struggling against the beast's hold.

Elena rushes forward, throwing her hands out towards Sabertooth. She knocks him away with the energy blasts emitting from her hands, sending him flying back into a tree nearby.

Scott scrambled to his feet, clutching his bleeding shoulder. Elena and Sabertooth stared at each other as he got to his feet, the air filled with tension. Neither one willing to back down.