Christopher Golden - Xmen - Codename Wolverine by Codename Wolverine (v1.0)

Author:Codename Wolverine (v1.0) [Wolverine, Codename]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-07-17T23:43:44+00:00

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"Hold on!" Wolverine yelled, and opened up the throttle on his ancient Norton. The motorcycle threatened to flip them backward, but Wolverine kept the front wheel on the ground as the tires found purchase and smoke rose from the burning rubber. All they left behind were black smears on the pavement as the bike shot away from the place Wraith had used as a bolt-hole. Though the road ahead rose up into a small hill, Wolverine did not turn away. He'd rebuilt the Norton himself and knew what if could handle. They'd make the top of the hill.

It was the other side that he was worried about.

Bullets chewed pavement on either side of the bike. Logan kept her as steady as he could, even as he cursed the bike to go faster. Mystique was a slender woman, but even her extra weight might make all the difference in this race. Not that it was much of a race. No way would the Norton, or any other bike, for that matter, be able to outrun a helicopter.

But they didn't need to outrun it. They just needed to stay ahead of it for a little while longer. At least, if Logan's short-term memory wasn't lying to him. He thought he recalled a subway station a ways back along this road. Helicopters couldn't fly underground.

"They're not trying to hit us!" Mystique yelled.

"No, but they ain't bein' too careful about missin' us, either," Wolverine growled in response. "Seems to me if they wanted to bring us down, they'd use somethin' that wasn't lethal."

"At this speed, anything is lethal," Mystique said.

Which was when the ground ahead of them was pounded by blasts of crackling light that refracted harmlessly off the gray pavement. Wolverine cursed loudly and swerved the bike from left to right, hoping to make them a more difficult target. A bullet shattered the rearview mirror on the Norton's left handlebar, and Logan began to snarl through his gritted teeth.

The bullets had created a corridor, forcing them to stay their course. If Wolverine deviated, he and Mystique would be cut down by their pursuers' traditional weapons. But if they didn't swerve, they could not possibly avoid the plasma bursts from above.

"What is it?" Mystique asked, her frustration evident in her tone.

"Some kind of stunner," he guessed. "Hang on!"

Logan gunned the Norton up the hill. They crested it and took flight. Hang time was no more than two and a half, maybe three seconds, then the tires bit into the pavement again. They were heading downhill now. The streets were closer together, and Wolverine could see the subway station ahead on the left.

A stun bolt hit the Norton's front tire and was harmlessly absorbed by the rubber. A second hit the bike itself, and Wolverine felt the shock of it pass through him like a bolt of electricity. Mystique twitched behind him and the starter shorted. The Norton was taking a beating, and completely apart from any concern for his and Mystique's safety, Logan felt an almost absurd fury begin to burn in his gut over the motorcycle.

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