Blue Moon Hotel

[Panthera]

Samantha continued walking out of the hotel parking lot and down the street. Her legs took her from street to street weaving through buildings and making her way around things to make anyone who might be following her a bit off track. She couldn't take any risks. By walking around in someone different directions anyone capable of tracking would have come across a double scent of the feline, for she had created a circular perimeter that allowed for her scent to be everywhere and anywhere. Eventually, she wound up only a few yards from the hotel once again in an open field that was probably used for little league games.

There was a brush of trees in the distant, a perfect spot to stay concealed. Her body turned all the way around sniffing the air, making sure she wasn't being followed. A tingle went down her spine, but there was no scent nor was there anyone in her sites or hearing. Something didn't seem right. Sam put it off as being anxious to find out why her father had never answered her and quickly turned walking more with haste to the trees.

Once there, she brought the remote to her view and punched in the secret code in the keypad and waited. Nothing happened making Sam's heart race. She tried the code again. A small circular rift formed almost like a wall of water swirling in a whirlpool of blues and whites. However, it seemed a bit unstable so Sam quickly entered holding her remote and allowing a few seconds before turning around and disengaging the buttons on the keypad.

The transport hole was gone and Sam was home.

<Will be continued in Savage Lands after Weapon X and X-23's Post>

[Logan]

Keeping up with the target was easy enough. She seemed a little more wary on this leg of the journey, stopping ever so often to sniff the air and look around suspiciously. Luckily this wasn't something he felt he needed to keep an eye on the girl traveling with him at all. Even with her arms chained together she moved silently, and she seemed as tuned in to the mentality of the prey as he was. Almost of one mind, they disappeared before she looked each time, and didn't reappear until she was on the move again.

They had to stay closer than last time. Wherever it was she was going, Weapon X suspected she wasn't getting there by foot.

Hidden in a patch of shrubbery with the girl at his side, Weapon X watched as she fooled with the thing in her hand. His ears heard a resonate hum, followed by another lower pitch and then by a higher almost piercing sound in a pitch too high for normal hearing. At the third sound a small line appeared before her, opening up into a circle that looked like a vertical body of water. Through the portal he could only vaguely make out distorted shapes and forms.

The woman disappeared into it, and Weapon X didn't hesitate to explain. He grabbed the girl to her feet and the two of them made a rush for it. Diving into the portal, it disappeared just behind them as they rolled into thick green undergrowth.

Everything was different.

[x23]

Weapon X and his captive were closer than the target ever realized, despite her heightened caution. The weaving trails and crossing scents did nothing to stop, or even slow, the woman's pursuers.

Weapon X was a predator on the hunt as he followed her. X-23, with heightened senses that rivaled his own, wouldn't have been able to tract his movements if he wasn't right in front of her, his grip on the chain tight as ever. Their--his--target didn't stand a chance of evading him. Despite every stop, every precaution, she was unaware and unable to throw him off. X-23 did not know the woman's eventual fate, but she thought her death would be quite quick when it came. Weapon X would be upon her and acting before she knew she wasn't alone.

They tracked the woman to a park. Moving silently among the cover of trees, X-23 realized the distinct parallel. It had only been the night before that she was lurking in the same type of environment. Now, he had stooped down to her level. Literally. When the woman stopped, they crouched hidden behind a shrub, shrouded from view but with a clear sight to the prey.

She did something with the strange object in her hand. An odd sound assaulted her ears, electric hums and then a whine so high pitch it almost hurt. Timed perfectly with the unnatural squeal, a rift unlike anything she'd ever seen before opened in front of the woman. X-23's eyes widened at the sight, trying to discern what it was. She had little time to admire the sight, though, as the woman stepped into the vortex. No time to question it, she responded to a sharp pull at her wrists. Again, instinct overcame reason and her feet were running to keep up with him, rather than resisting. The portal was shrinking as they grew nearer, and closed as soon as they'd jumped to clear it.

She landed hard in more undergrowth. However, before she'd even opened her eyes, her nose and ears were all too aware of a sudden, striking unfamiliarity. Pushing herself up, she looked quite startled. Her eyes were wide and roved the new landscape.

She'd never seen anything like it. The only thing familiar about it was that she recognized it as the source of the woman's distinct scent.

Where, indeed, was the question...