Erchirion couldn't help but move to catch up with his siblings. "Something's up." Minna looked at him curiously, "What did Logan tell you about Patient X?"
He sighed, "No. Nothing. Something is up though. Didn't you hear the War room alarm?" Charlie and Minna both glared at him. "What?" He asked, "I want to check it out!!!" "No!" they said together, "We don't want to get into trouble." With that they headed off to go and rejoin John.

John heard the alarm go off and frowned. In his short stay here, he never done one of those drills, was absolutely clueless to what to do. He assumed that it wasn't a drill and something wrong was going on. He began moving in an unknown direction when he ran into a group of kids. Obviously much younger and less experienced than him. They looked at him expectantly, as if they were waiting for orders.

John's frown deepened even more as he quickly thought of something that sounded appropriate. He then looked around and saw a vacant room that was only accessible through the one door. "Get in here," he commanded. "And stay here. Don't let anyone throught unless you are certain they are safe."

As the kids filed inside, he began walking when he heard the sounds of someone walking. He stopped and hid in a niche, allowing Emma Frost to pass him without noticing him. He quietly followed her to wherever she was going.

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Minna and her brothers soon found John following Emma Frost. Quick as ever, Minna pulled John back, hand over his mouth, using the air to muffle whatever noises they made and to hide them, "What do you think you're doing John? We have to stay put."

The alarm rang through the school and Bella looked up with intrest. "Want to see whats happening?" She didn't wait for a reply but instead began to run towards the building.

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The War Room alarm went off and automatically the Danger Room melted it's faux appearance back to the metallic room as Storm and Alannah stood there, both with concerned looks on there faces.

"What's going on Ms Munroe?" Alannah spoke up, the fear covered every word.

Calm as ever, Storm looked at her young student with a serene smile.
"It's fine, it'll just be a drill. Go get yourself out out of that uniform and into your regular clothes and go up to the lounge room. If anything is wrong, we'll inform everyone together."

Alannah bit her lip, "Oh...okay Ms Munroe." she replied, still visibly worried about the alarm but did as she was asked and made her way to get changed.

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Abigail was laying in bed thinking over her last few weeks. The funeral, Logan and coming here to stay. Her thoughts were broken as the War Alarm went off. Alannah shot upright and began to panic.
She jumped out of bed and ran out her room and into the hallway. It was full of worried looking kids of various ages.
"Has anyone seen Logan?" she called out, hoping someone would hear her. No-one did. Alannah chose to follow a group of kids who seemed to know what was happening and followed them down the stairs and then wandered around looking for a familiar face among all the panic.

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"Bella..." Dom growled, rolling his eyes eyes in frustration as he set off after her. "We can't just pop on in to any situation. We're supposed to stay put when that alarm goes off." He complained. "If any of the teachers find us snppping around, we're screwed!"

"Ahhhh but we won't; becuse my soon to be small furry freind or small fly we shall blend in perfectly...or at least YOU shall." She grinned back over her shoulder running down the stairs that led to the lower levals. "I'l hide somewhere." She sensed his frustration and stopped. "Look, we can both look after our selves and I don't want desisions being made about me without knowing why and you know they'll never tell us the real reasons." She explained before running again following the sound of the alarm.

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Alannah cautiously made her way out into the main hallway of the basement level of the Mansion and found herself clashing straight into a rushed and obviously agitated Logan.
"Oh God...I'm so sorry sir" she yelled out in panic.

"Don't worry about it. Where's Storm?" Wolverine replied, more interested in haste.

"Uh, she um, she followed the alarm sir." was all Alannah could mutter out in response.

Wolverine's faced softened slightly, "Thanks kid. Now, get yourself upstairs with the rest of 'em. Everything will get sorted" he began to make his way towards the War Room.

Alannah again did as she was asked and made her way to the elevator to take her up to the main floor.

Wolverine gained access to the War Room and strided inside to see Beast and Storm already there.
"Where's Frost?" he growled

"As you can plainly see my friend, Emma is late" Beast replied with a smile, pushing his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose.

"Wouldya turn that thing off?" he yelled, acknowledging the blaring alarm system.

Storm smiled her serene smile, unphased by Logan's brash behaviour and pressed a few digits into a computer console and the alarm ceased.

"About time" he smirked "Now...what the hell is going on?"

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John hissed, "Don't you want to find out what's going on? The alarm. Could be anything."
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Emma Frost finally walked into the room, asking "Yes, Ororo. What is going on?"

She sensed that there were four of the children somewhere on this floor, trying to find their way in. She contemplated whether or not she should reprimand them for their intrusion. She decided not to. After all, why should she try to stifle their curiosity?

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Minna frowned, "Emma. She can sense us. She's telepathic. And the Alarm? It's nothing. Just the War room." She and her brothers look extremely irritated. "Let's just get up to the main floor to wait for Logan or Miss Munroe to come up and explain things to us."

Dom groaned, but kept his more foul tempered arguments to himself and followed Bella. Oh, the things he did for friendship. He just hoped that they didn't get into any real trouble. By some grace of God, Dom and Bella had never suffered any serious punishment, but the way things were headed he doubted they could keep their luck up for much longer.
And, if he didn't have enough to worry about, Emily suddenly ran to his side.

"Emily, what are you doing?" He asked in a whisper.

"I could ask you the same thing." She replied, daring him to answer.

"Just go back Emily. You could get in trouble."

"Nuh-uh." She stated bluntly. "Every one else is hiding. They're afraid of the alarm. I want to follow you two and find out what's happening." She gave him the glare that he knew ment nothing could dissuade her.

"Fine." He muttered. "Just be quite and listen to what I say." He shook his head in disbelief. Of the two people he was closest to in the whole world (Bella and Emily) both proved to be a handfull. Was there something about him that drew the extroverted, hard headed mules of society? Or did he simply befriend them out of masochistic desires? Shrugging away the thought, he looked to Bella as the alarm stopped. "What next?" He asked her.

Bella shot a glance at Emily with slight annoyance but it would take too long to get rid of her and they didn't have time. "Drat" the alarm had turned off and with it thier path.
"Okay well i'm guessing the war room is somewhere near here becuase the alarm was pretty loud and this is where the weopans are kept." She remembered one particular episode with Dom where they'd hidden in the weopans room from Storm. Thinking about Storm led her to think of one of the lessons she'd had with her.

"Open your mind...good. Now use your hair like a receptor...you should be able to feel the vibrations of me talking, yes?"

Bella had nodded, it had felt like a faint buzzing from the direction Storm stood.

She hadn't used this skill in years but it was worth a try. "Be quite" she asked as a fan of hair spread out from her head. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Yes, she could feel the breathing of Emily and Dom, and then furthur, beneath her and to her right the vibrations of a group of people.
"Follow me" her eyes snapped open and she took off at a run down another flight of stairs and took a right hand turn. She stopped a few meters from the door to the war room and smiled at Dom.

"Your turn. In you go."

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Logan threw a sidelong glower at Emma Frost, "'Bout time you got here blondie"

"Logan!" Storm called over, "This is important"

He held his hands up in defeat. "Alright, alright. Give us the lowdown Ororo." Logan replied, anxious to know what the alarm was for.

"It's Muir Island, it's been attacked by Sinister and his Marauders" Storm gave the company a grave look. "Rhane Sinclair sent an encoded message to us, they're under attack. We need to get there as soon as possible."

"Is he alright Ororo?" asked Beast, obviously concerned about someone's whereabouts.

"I....I don't know Hank" she hung her head for a moment.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Logan piped up, his eyes determined and vengeful.

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"In I go?" Dom replied. "I can't just sneak in there. Its not called the war room because its a flimsy wooden door on rusty hinges. a flea couldn't find a gap in that door. I may be able to change shape, but intangeble is not one of them. And besides, you're the one who's so excited about what's going on." He argued "You get in there. Do one of your freaky hair tricks."

"We're waiting for a multitude of things, Logan," Emma coldly responded. "Intelligence, for one. It could be a trap for all we know. We should approach this carefully and delicately. Not raging in there like a pack of wild animals." She resisted smiling at that last remark. "Let's not forget, we're dealing with a trained team of assassins.

Nearby the War Room, John felt the hearts of the people inside the sealed room hasten. The muscles in the heart constricting in faster repeated motions, the echoing of blood through the vessels, the drumming inside. The full scale of the senses nearly pained the young man but he furiously bit his lip, controlling his growing powers.

"Something is up," he smugly concluded to the sibilings.

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Minna rolled her eyes in irritation and bided the air to tell them the conversation of Emma, Logan, Ororo, and Hank. The Air around them shimmered once as curiousity got the best of the young girl. Parts of the conversation soon reached their ears..."Muir Island..." "Sinister and his Marauders..." "...Under attack..." "...trained team of assasins." Her lips parted with surprise, and quickly settled down the wind as that Ororo or Emma might not notice and come outside to take a look.