Salve

Zero cursed a blue streak when he finally admitted to himself there was nothing. Fucking villager would pay with his life. Palace my ass he thought bitterly. There was nothing out in this god-forsaken desert but sand.

Meanwhile a lithe figure sat hunched over a speeding motorcycle along a quite stretch of I-95 laughing.

Logan's head snapped up and he sniffed the air just before a soft knocking began at the door. Something about the scent caught his attention. Cautiously opening the door he revealed a man and a woman.

"Is your name Logan?" asked the woman.

He looked from her to the man before answering.

"Who wants to know?"

She allowed a small smile and reached out a hand for him to shake.

"My name is Serena. May we speak a moment?"

Logan, ignoring the hand, opened the door so they could enter.

"Do you recall a certain sandstorm in Africa?"

A look of puzzlement passed Logan's face before he snarled causing the man she was with to take a healthy step back.

"Who are you?" he demanded.

The smile that had stayed set on her lips grew and an eerie vibrant gold hue flashed across her eyes.

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