Chapter 19
Scott followed the guards up to the hanger where mutant agent was waiting impatiently.
“You look ridiculous.” Logan said as Scott walked up in his new armor.
Scott ignored the other man and walked onto the quinjet.
“You stay out my way, bub…” Logan said, coming up the ramp behind him “And maybe you’ll live to see tomorrow.”
“Whatever.” Scott said, sitting down and crossing his arms.
Logan put his fist in front of Scott’s head. Two silver blades erupted from under the skin between his knuckles, passing the sides of Scott’s head.
A third began to poke out, directly at Scott’s forehead.
“Nice trick” Scott said, nonplussed. “Here’s mine.”
Logan suddenly found himself tossed across the jet’s cabin, landing in the seat across from Scott.
“Funny guy…”
“This isn’t my first rodeo big guy. I know what I’m doing.” Scott said as the jet took off.
“look…” Scott said a few minutes later “I understand why you don’t like me. Your friend Xavier told me everything.”
“Everything?” Logan growled
“Everything.” Scott repeated
“Mariko?”
“Everything…” Scott finished.
Logan looked down and sighed.
“You know…” Scott began “… that I’m not one of those kinds of Inhumans. The Moon? Really? Furthest from home I’ve ever been on my earth is Sardinia, it’s where I got this.” Scott said, pointing to his scar on his cheek.
“I thought you said you’re an alien?” Logan said
“Well, I am… partly…” Scott said
Scott told Logan about his history, and about the treatment people like him got on his own earth.
“Do they force you to join SHIELD? Like they do here?”
“No, but it is an option. I joined the old-fashioned way, went through the communications academy.”
“Funny, I had you pegged for one of those Sci-tech brainiacs.”
“Well, they required a PHD to get in the door and I was never the best student. Though I did spend some time there. My version of Director Fury is actually my godfather. He brought me in on a little program he was working, spent some time at the other two under false names. Never told the others that. We called ourselves Level Zero, sort of personal internal security program. Failed miserably, but the people he had us looking for got ahead of him.”
“Who were you looking for?”
“It turned out to be Hydra, but we found out too little, too late. I was coming back from Hawaii, doing a site upgrade job at a data relay at Pearl Harbor. I’m sitting in a Pizza Hut in the Phoenix airport, waiting for a connecting flight, when everything just goes to shit…”
The jet set down a several miles from the walls.
“Any closer and we’d be surrounded by those robots” The pilot said. “So, this is where I leave you fellas. Good luck.”
“How far are we?” Scott asked as he stood.
“About twenty miles.” The man said
“Oh joy… times like this I miss running cable…”
“Now there’s a name that takes me back…” Logan chuckled as they stepped out.
The two began a long hike, slowly watching the towering wall rise above the horizon as they went.
With about five or so miles to go, they decided to call it a day and rest.