Cheyenne...
Cheyenne wake up...
Wake up...
WAKE UP...
I stirred slightly hearing the familiar voice that had only spoken to me once. My eyes fluttered open. It was still raining but not as heavy as before. I took in my surroundings. Where am I? I remember the wolves on the cliff and me taking down the last one over into the water. I looked down at myself. I was still in wolf form.
My paws dug into the mud as I tried to get up but immediately fell down in excruciating pain. I looked down at my arm first. It was twisted out of shape and broken. My eyes traveled down to my leg. It was the same way. You're probably wondering how my bones are broken. I'm supposed to have the Adamantium all over my skeleton right? Wrong. The drills missed my secondary bone structure that allows me to transform.
I looked around again. I was on a bank with water still flowing around me but it wasn't strong enough to sweep me away. I looked up. The rocky embankment was covered in wet dirt and vines. How am I supposed to get out of here?
You must climb...
The voice spoke to me again. I can't climb with one arm and one leg.
You can...and you will Cheyenne. Harness your gift to pull yourself up...
I shook my head but reached out with my good arm and grabbed a rock on the side of the embankment. Keeping my weight on my unbroken leg I stood upright. I let out a howl hoping Logan would hear it and I waited. He never showed his face. He certainly doesn't think I'm dead does he? No he can't think that! I've got to find him. I don't wanna be alone anymore.
I grabbed onto another rock before leaping onto the previous one careful not to bump my broken limbs. I continued doing that until I got halfway. The rocks were too small to place my big foot or hand on but the vines looked sturdy enough but I can't reach them.
Make it come to you...
I focused my eyes on the vine like I had done with the bottle in Logan's hand. Dirt tumbled down as the vine slowly grew towards me until it was in my hand. I used the vine like a repeller used a rope to climb down but using one arm to pull up. My back claws dug into the dirt giving me leverage until I reached the top. I carefully laid down on the wet ground breathing heavily. I am so exhausted...
Keep going Cheyenne...
You must fight...
I ignored the voice. I need to rest but I also need to feed. I've been through so much trama the last few hours my healing ability isn't working. I closed my eyes and before I knew if I knew it I was asleep.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Wake up Cheyenne...
You need to feed....
The voice came back waking me up once again. I took a deep breath before pushing myself to my paws. I dragged my leg and kept my arm close to me as I pulled myself across the wet ground. The wind blew sending shivers through my body but my fire within heated me up. It gave me that extra boost to keep going. My nose breathed in the air trying to find something to help.
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A Welcome Burden
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