Need A New Plan...

[Radar]

(Matthews sighed. He had just come from the shower and woken up. As he rubbed the sleet from his eyes, he hit the metallic bedpost and a blue ray ran across the room. Radar sighed again and sat up. He dressed quickly, tossing on some loose jeans and a gray shirt. He ran his fingers through his hair and frowned as he realized he had forgotten what color it was. Odd as that was, it didn't really surprise him. It was amazing what he no longer considered important. As he walked out of his room, he passed a door slightly ajar. He stopped, smelling the distinct fragrance. He slid his crimson glasses on, and they beeped once. Matthews gazed at Christina and felt a tinge of regret. A pity that someone so young and innocent should be brought into a predicament such as this. A strange emotion swirled to life in his chest and made him realize he wanted to hug her. He scoffed and the feeling instantly dissapated. He turned and slid out of the room; silent as a cat. As he walked down the hall, he spotted Kutal overlooking a chart.)

Matthews: Good morning @$$hole.

(Kutal looked up and instantly frowned.)

Kutal: You're still here. I thought you were supposed to be in the field tracking Deschain and his bandits.

Matthews: I will be, don't worry about that. By the way, where'd Smith move Ana?

Kutal: She's being kept around. Don't worry about her. In any case, scouts have reported finding the X-men's X-Jet. So, they may be in the area. Smith has everyone on red alert, so hurry back here huh. The last thing we need is an attack from the X-men.

Matthews: You know Kutal, maybe if we're lucky, they'll have a mutant especially designed to kill ignorant little b!tches like you. God knows, you do need to be put in a grave.

(Thomas stops and turns, glaring at Matthews.)

Kutal: You just remember one thing mutie, I'm your superior and if you ever start thinking mutants are free or that they deserve freedom or any queer act like that, I'll be pulling the trigger and you'll be in the crosshairs.

(Matthews doesn't stop, but continues to walk away.)

Matthews: You have a good morning too.

[Nightcat]

(Liz is still under Nur's control as she walks passed Kutal. He watches her but says nothing. As she nears Matthews, Nur disappears from her frontal mind. She looks down and sees Logan in the state that he's in. She lets out a gasp and she runs to catch up to Radar.)

Liz: Radar!! Vait up!

(He slows and turns. Liz stops in front of him, still holding Logan.)

Liz: He has Nur in his mind now. I... Es vas me.

[Mindcontrol]

(Mindcontrol turns to face Kitty)

Mincontrol: don't worry as long as Logan's healing factor kicks in he won't go into Apocalypse's control for a while

(Kitty moves her arm showing the room, knowing that they are in fact screwed. hesitating he paces the room aching to get out)

Mindcontrol: please tell me Lockheed is on his way right now?

[Radar]

(Matthews gazes at Liz, holding Logan's unconscious body.)

Radar: Aww, son of a b!tch! We can't catch a break can we?

(Matthews takes her by the arm and leads her into one of the rooms. As he closes the door behind them, he takes Logan out of Liz's arms. He sets Logan down in the room, which turns out to be one of Smith's Liutenants offices. Radar turns to Liz.)

Radar: I want to go into his mind, but you're the evident Nur expert around her. Should I?

[Nightcat]

(Liz follows Radar into the room, looking down at Logan. As Radar take him away, Liz looks up. At his question, Liz shrugs.)

Liz: Ze Master vill be able to tell. Es all depends on vhat you vant to do. If es ist just to look around, He should leave you alone. But if you are in zere to get rid of ze Master, He might try und invade you. I vould be very careful.

[Radar]

Radar: You know Elizabeth, you're not really good at pep talking.

(Matthews sighs and places his hand on Logan's head. As he does, he closes his eyes and sighs.)

(Blackness. All around there's blackness. Matthews is cautious as he steps over to Logan.)

Radar: Howlett? Speak to me huh?

(A giant shadow, somehow distinctive in the blackness suddenly flies all around Matthews, like a predator preparing to strike.)

Nur: Hello Johnson. What are you doing? Trying to save another from becoming a horseman? You can't? It's impossible. I rule all, and I shall soon rule him too. You know this, don't you?

(Matthews faces Nur in the blackness and suddenly he can see. Matthews takes his hand from Logan's temple and sees the world dissolve in red and then............then he takes off his shades. He can see, his pale blue eyes shine as he stares at the world. Great god in heaven, Matthews can see!)

Radar: I...I..............can't.

(Matthews places his hand on Logan's temple and the familiar blackness consumes his eyes once again. A single tear runs from the corner of his eye. He looks in Liz's direction.)

Radar: I'm sorry, I can't do this.

(Matthews walks out of the room, cursing silently.)

[Nightcat]

Liz: Verdamnt!

(Liz curses and runs out of the room after Matthews. She catches up to him and faces him. She points to the room.)

Liz: Vas in Gott's name just happened in zere!? You looked at me like you never have. Vas did ze master do to you? Please do not make me invade your mind. I vant to help!

[Shadowcat]

(Lockheed picks up his head when he hears his name being called.)

Shadowcat: He must have shown himself to Liz when he recognized her. She brought him back here, but since we know that Liz has a key now, Lockheed could get hers. Up for another round?

(Lockheed nods and flies to the vent. He uses his firebreathing to melt the bolts on the vents and then crawls in.)

Shadowcat: Watch out for soldiers and be careful. Liz might not be herself.

[Radar]

(Matthew's self sorrow dissipated instantly as he exited the room. Pure undiluted hatred had replaced it. Matthews could see her now due to her voice. He grabbed her shoulders forcefully and held her close.)

Radar: You want to know what happened in there, huh? A damn miracle, or maybe it was a curse. Something happened in there, something evil or maybe it was wonderful. I don't know. Sh!t! All I know is that we are in some deep sh!t, and if we don't want to die, we've gotta stop Nur no matter what it takes.

(Matthews releases Liz and sighs.)

Radar: I can't help you with that fight, but I can help you with other things. And make no mistake Elizabeth, I am your ally now.

[Nightcat]

(Liz stands stock still as Matthews talks. It must have taken something big to make him hold her as close as he was.)

Liz: Matthews...Vas did Nur do? Vhat did he show you? I have never seen you act zis vay. I am not saying zat I am not glad to hear zat you are on mein side, but I just vant to know. Bitte. Let me help you.

[Radar]

(Matthews let his head drop and swallowed hard.)

Radar: He let me see again. Liz, I haven't seen--really seen--for eight years now. But for that brief instant, I knew what you looked like. Black hair, blue fur. You look like a cat. No wonder Wolf is in love with you.

(Matthews spins. He rubs his eyes to clear them of the tears forming.)

Radar: I have to go. Deschain is waiting for me, and so is the Blade. Take care of the gang huh? Especially Christina. I'm worried about her.

[Nightcat]

(Liz smiles as Radar reveals how he saw her. She walks around him and looks up into his face.)

Liz: Ve vill find a vay to make you see again. I vill do everyzing I can to make sure zat happens. I vill look after evervone as long as you look after yourself. I am a telepath, so you know how to contact me if you ever need to.

(Liz pushes herself up on to her toes and she kisses Matthews on the forehead.)

Liz: May Gott go vith you.

[Radar]

(Matthews, the ever present atheist, only nods.)

Radar: Yeah well, that might help.

(Matthews steps around her and walks off. As he rounds the corner he gives Liz a quick smile and then disappears into the bowels of the base.)

[Nightcat]

(Liz smiles as she watches him leave, but she had a job to finish. She pads back into the room where Logan fighting off Nur. She sighs, picks him up, and walks back out. She goes to Dr. Catoire and lays Logan on one of the beds. Looking around and not seeing the doctor, Liz hooks Logan up to monitoring equipment and walks out. She hears sounds coming from the vents again and Lockheed pops out of one down the hall. Liz raises an eyebrow and sighs.)

Liz: I so do not need zis right now.

(As the dragon flies at her, she holds out her and and she repeats the process of holding him and walking down to the Blank Chamber. Knowing what he was after, Liz holds his a good two arms lengths away as she slids the key through the lock. She opens the door and puts Lockheed right inside the entrace. Slaming the door again, Liz calls to Kitty and Jack.)

Liz: I am doing zis for your own gute! Stay in here!

(The two of them can here a snapping sound as Liz destroys the card. Liz turns her back on the door without another word and begins her treck back to her room for a long nap.)

[Oracle]

(Kutal continued his walk until he peered through the cracked door and saw Christina asleep. Her nightmares were taking full effect as she tossed and turned. Every so often, Kutal would hear her groan or mutter something in her sleep. He glanced at Christina's chart in his hand and read how she suffers from a form of insomina and that it started at age 15. The same time her powers manifested, he thought. It appeared as though Christina was being tortured, and yet all Kutal could do was smile.)

(Kutal was about to leave when he noticed something. By Christina's side, he had seen the rubix cube. He took a step closer as though unsure, but he knew it had to be Matthews's. He remembered seeing Matthews with it in the cafeteria. But why did the girl have it now? Suspicion began to seep into his mind. As he walked back down the hallway, he told himself that he would have to keep an eye on these muties.)

(Christina's nightmares seemed to have grown out of control. They appeared to have intertwined with previous visions to produce one confusing, but terrifing nightmare. One minute she would see her father's accident, then the vision of Chris with his bloody claws, then would come the vision of her death. When Christina finally woke up, she felt so sick. Her forehead was soaked with sweat and it was hard for her to catch her breath. She could just imagine what she must look like now with her hands shaking, unsteady breathing, and probably with a face as pale as a ghost. She placed one hand on her chest and the other across her forehead as she laid back down trying to calm herself.)

Christina: God, when will this end?