I'll Be The Fire That'll Catch you *Wolverine Love Story*

Chapter Eight

Danni's POV

"Why is this Striker dude so important. All he seems like is a fucking twat." Storm, Magneto, Mystique, Jean, Logan, and I were all around a fire, that yours truly made.

Magneto looked at me. "Aren't you a little feisty. Anyways, he's going to make another Cerebro and have Xavier use it to find all mutants. To kill them all. Well, that's what we think." I rolled my eyes while lighting a cigarette, then adding a little more fire to the fire. "You know, those things are bad for you." I looked up at Magneto.

"Does it really look like it will truly hurt me. I'm a fucking Pyro." I said while blowing out some smoke. Silence filed the area. No one talked. "So, how are we going to get in?'' I asked Magneto.

"Mystique is going to go in first to get us in. Then, the rest of us are going to go in once she gets everything in our control and/or is able to see everything. You are going to stay back with her-'' I laughed

"There is no way in fucking hell am I going to stay back and 'Protect' her! I'm still pissed off at her for my stomach!" She looked at me and smiled.

"Then we are going to get the kids and Xavier out of there.'' Storm finished the plan. I nodded. "Do you think Scott will be there?" I asked. Jean looked over at me. I blocked my mind from her.

"He should be." Storm stated. "Well, now that we know what is going on, I am going back to my tent. Goodnight." I got up and dropped my bud to the ground and stepped on it.

*The Next Day*

"Danni, wake up.'' It was Logan. Then I felt my stomach churn. I ran out of the tent and to the Lake. And threw up. "Whoaa Danni.'' Logan held my hair up and rubbed my back. Once I finished, I fell to the ground. Well, I would have, but Logan caught me. "I am fine. It is from the fall yesterday. Don't worry about. Go wake up Jean or Storm. Someone more Important. I will be fine.'' I said a little bit meanly. I didn't feel bad at all.

"Danni, I didn't mean to be in that room with Jean. It is not what it s-'' I got sick again. "Just leave me alone. And get John for me." I said after the second round of sickness. His face was filled with sadness.

I will admit, I did feel bad a little. "We will talk later. After this whole thing is done. Okay?'' He smiled a little. "Okay."He got up off his knees. And walked away.