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Under the Boardwalk
(the airport)
After a series of adventures with the X-Men, Logan has 'disappeared' for a while, up in the cold west coast of Alaska. There's been too much trouble lately; too much drama. The flight is called and Logan heads to the boarding point. As he approaches the gate, he receives a text message. It's from an anonymous sender and reads 'Re: Phil DeBlasio. Come to Casino Alexandria, Atlantic City. On the boardwalk. ASAP.'
Logan tries to recall why he remembers the location. His memory is better than it used to be but there are still some gaps in the timeline. However, the message jogs something loose. It must have been forty years ago. He recalls how Phil DeBlasio was a young Mafia underboss. His men ambushed him, shot him a dozen times and beat him near to death. They made him watch while they buried the body of another victim... under the boardwalk.
Logan checks the message again, focusing on the sender. No clues there. He figures that Tony Stark would track the message by satellite, Reed Richards would find the sender by analyzing the syntax. Hank McCoy? He'd have their complete DNA profile by now. The final call for his flight comes through the PA. He glances at his tickets, knowing he cannot use them. His road is a little rougher.
Two hours later, Logan is at the Casino Alexandria in Atlantic City, playing craps, dressed like a pimp and up four G's at the table. As he rolls another seven, he grins. He's still sick of the trouble and the drama and especially the people, but he's got to admit... he loves this game.
The town is jumping at the moment. It has been ever since the gambling came in, thirty-some years ago. The last time Logan visited Atlantic City it was before all that. The whole place was a seaside toilet back then. There were beachside freak shows and old men waiting to die, parked on benches that smelled like stale taffy. Of course, there were women, too. Everywhere he goes, there are always women. As Logan lays some more chips down, a woman in a very distinctive black and white dress approaches him. She tells Logan that he's got a nice streak going. How far would he like to push it?
Soon, Logan is sat up in bed with the woman lying half under the covers. He hasn't done that for a while... certainly not without getting a name. She didn't ask for money so she's not professional, but he still doesn't think this relationship has much of a future. It's just past dawn, and about time he started on the hunt. He slides his jacket on and heads for the door. He's so hungry he could eat a moose. He takes a look out the window. There's something weird about coming back to the city after so much time. It makes him feel like taking risks. It makes him feel... he doesn't know... different. Younger maybe. The woman watches silently as he leaves.
After making some inquiries, Logan's friend in the FBI informs him that DeBlasio disappeared twenty years ago. He hasn't been sighted since. The bureau assumes that he got whacked by a New York rival, but Logan's mysterious text message suggests otherwise. If DeBlasio is still out there, then somebody wants Logan to find him. The best clue he's got is a body buried forty years ago, somewhere under four miles of wooden slats. The trouble is, he can't remember where. After DeBlasio's beat-down, he woke up on a ship bound for Australia. He never caught up with him after that. This city has gone through one hell of a facelift since as well.
Logan heads to a diner and takes a seat. The waitress walks over to him and recognizes him instantly. "I don't believe it," she exclaims. "Logan?" Her scent comes to Logan first, and then the face. And then the rest. He recalls how she once served him forty years ago. Katrina McCann. They had one night he'll never forget. Unfortunately, she turned out to be Phil DeBlasios girl, which led to that nasty business on the boardwalk. She tells him that it's been forty years yet he looks exactly the same. He smiles and says he's not, but thanks her all the same. He asks if she's working the early shift. She tells him that at her age she asked for it. The two a.m.’s are a little tough to take. She is shocked that he has turned up after all this time. Logan strokes her cheek and says that she looks good. He always knew she'd survive it all. He asks for five eggs and a pot of black coffee, then says she can tell him why he's there.
Soon, they chat about things. She informs him that it's not a bad place to work. The place is mobbed up, of course, but the manager's decent and the medical coverage keeps her out of the poorhouse. Logan asks what this is all about. What does she know about DeBlasio? Katrina tells him that she doesn't like to think about those days. She's sorry about what he did to Logan. She tried to stop him. She corrects herself quickly, admitting that it's a lie. She didn't dare stop him. He'd have beat the hell out of her. She and Phil didn't last long, anyway. He didn't really want a woman… just a little girl to follow after him. She looks him in the eye and says she never forgot that night. When they made love, his hands were so rough and, every once in a while, there'd be an odd sensation, like ice against her skin. She clearly never actually saw his claws extended in the darkness. But, she adds, he never hurt her.
A second woman approaches their table and asks if there's anything new on the menu. She glances at Logan. "Or anything old?" Katrina tells the woman, Amber, that Mister Corvasio told her not to come trolling around anymore. Amber replies that she's not trolling. She's with her boyfriend. She wraps her arms around Logan's neck and swings onto his lap. At least Logan now knows her name. She asks Katrina to bring her a protein shake with extra soy. She thinks she needs to build up her strength. Katrina pauses before turning away. "Later, Logan," she sighs as she heads to the kitchen. Amber tells Logan that Katrina reminds her of her mom. She thinks she just hates people who have fun.
(half an hour later)
Wolverine pulls on his costume after ditching Amber. He has work to do. Odds are that Katrina's the one who sent him the message, but that doesn't quite add up. If she was gonna talk to him once he arrived why contact him anonymously? He needs to attack this from a few angles, so he hits the boardwalk and calls in some favors. He speaks to the barman at the same place Katrina worked all those years ago, but along the way, he finds himself asking the question - why is he doing this anyway? It sure ain't to get justice for some poor bastard DeBlasio killed four decades ago! The guy probably deserved it, and his own body count pretty much disqualifies him from passing judgement. Revenge on DeBlasio for what he did to him? That hits a little closer to the bone, but it ain't quite right, either. Maybe it's just curiosity. That's killed smarter cats than him. Like a cat, he follows his instincts, and so he continues his questioning along the boardwalk, threatening people along the way until he gets what he wants.
Wolverine runs down every lead he can, and at the end of the day he gets exactly nothing. He changes out of costume and heads to the front to think things over. If Phil DeBlasio set foot in this town after the Reagan administration, he's covered it up pretty well. He feels like somebody's playing him. The text message was the bait, and Katrina is what's keeping him on the hook. Well, her and Amber, he guesses. Could she be involved in this, or is he just grasping at straws?
As he heads along the boardwalk, he pauses and looks back at a lamppost. It triggers a memory. He recalls the last spot he saw DeBlasio and reckons that this is it. The whole city has been renovated, but the boardwalk's still the same, which means somewhere right under his feet is a body. He snikts his claws and begins to slice his way through the wooden planks. If he can find the body, he can tie it to DeBlasio and maybe find him, too. It can't be too deep. He slashes and cuts, but nobody turns up. Unfortunately, this has attracted some unwanted attention.
Several cops aim their pistols at him and order him to get his hands where they can see 'em. Logan knows he could tear his way through them with ease, but decides against it. He came to Atlantic City to get rid of old ghosts, not make new ones. He agrees to go quietly, and retracts his claws. He finds himself landed with a thousand dollar fine and a night in jail. At least this gives him some time alone. He's been thinking with his claws and not his head. He's been acting like a fool.
Amber turns up the next morning and they leave the jail. She asks if he's some kind of murdering psychopath. She's been looking for somebody a long time, somebody who'll make her feel safe. Logan replies that he ain't no psychopath, but he's not what she's looking for either. He thanks her for the bail and says he'll pay her back, but he then splits and gets back into costume. He uses his instincts to provide answers to his own questions and makes his way to Katrina's house, letting himself in. Katrina arrives back sometime later and switches on the light. She finds Wolverine standing there looking at a framed photo. "This your husband?" he asks. She confirms that it is. They were married a long time but he died three years ago of cancer. Great, thinks Wolverine. Make this harder...
Katrina tells him that she's a little old to dance around. What does he want? Wolverine snikts his claws and assures her that he doesn't want to hurt her, but he's had enough dancing, too. He asks why she called him and what she knows about DeBlasio. She recoils from his blades, but replies that she didn't call him. She grabs a knife from the dispenser and tells him that he is just like DeBlasio, does he know that? She orders him to get out of there; to take his little girlfriend and get out of her life! Wolverine replies that she was there, forty years ago, when DeBlasio ran him down and buried that body under the boardwalk. Katrina asks what he's talking about. That wasn't Atlantic City. That was Coney Island! Wolverine pauses. 'Oh god,' he thinks. 'Oh my god.' He remembered the gangster and the girl, but he got the wrong boardwalk.
(sometime later)
Logan is at Coney Island, pulling the body from under the boardwalk. The lampposts look identical. Unfortunately, though he's found the body, the whole thing makes even less sense. Did somebody really drag him to Atlantic City so he could find a corpse in a whole other boardwalk a hundred miles away? The answer comes to him in a scent carried on the wind... just a second too late. A bullet hits him in the chest and he drops to the floor. He looks up at Amber and he tells her she didn't have to do that. He'd have paid her back.
Amber, flanked by two henchmen also with guns, replies that this isn't about money. He's a nice guy, and smart, too, but he let his instincts lead him around. Otherwise, he wouldn't go sleeping with a girl without learning her name. "Amber DeBlasio. Pleased to meet you." Logan tries to speak, but Amber interjects, explaining that she is Phil DeBlasio's daughter. She hasn't seen him since she was four. He left her a good-sized fortune in various untraceable accounts so she's always been taken care of, but like she said, this isn't about money.
She tells Logan that she told him she'd been looking for somebody for a long time, but she didn't say who. She tracked down Katrina and found out that she knew her father years ago. She thought she could help her find him. But, Katrina wouldn't even talk to her. She even reported her to the management of that low-rent casino she works for. So, she had to bring in the third part of the old love triangle. "That'd be me," groans Logan.
Amber continues to explain that she thought if she pushed them together, they might learn something which she could get out of him later that night. Logan asks if she knew anything about the body he's just recovered from under the boardwalk. She replies that her father was pretty careful about bodies. This is the first one that's ever turned up. She tells Logan that she likes him. They had a good time together. If her father ever does turn up, he and the body could probably put him away from life, so she guesses she has a choice to make. She point the pistol at his head. "You, or him."
Logan reacts swiftly, knocking the gun from her hand. "Get him," she cries, and the two henchmen open fire, hitting Logan with several rounds. The bullets pierce his skin and rip his tendons, but that doesn't stop him. He remembers how Phil DeBlasio's men were trained, veteran killers. These guys are just rented muscle, and they go down easily. Amber reaches for her pistol, but Logan knocks her away and pins her down. He looms over her, asking if she can hear the sirens. The cops will be there soon. He ain't inclined to stick around. She might be able to talk her way out of this, but if not, maybe she'll find her father in prison. And maybe she'll grow up a little. He asks her to look him up when she does. Something inside of him likes her, and he heals fast. He gets up and wanders away, bleeding.
Logan's flight out of New York isn't until the next morning so he spends his morning loitering at the scene of the crime. A very, very old crime. As he looks up at the rollercoaster, an old guy tells him that he had some good times on it. It seems like a century ago. An image of Phil flashes across his mind of Phil DeBlasio. Could he be that lucky? The scent seems the same, but he just can't trust that memory. Logan comments that they're tearing it down. The old guy reckons that nothing lasts forever. He tells Logan that it's a funny thing. You know how your life should go... all the things you're supposed to work for. You work hard, have a family, take some chances and pay a little price every now and then. But you be there when they need you to keep them safe. "But some of us can't do that," he adds. "Some of us gotta disappear." He wanders off, and Logan heads in the opposite direction. He heads for the airport and boards flight 3145 for Nome, Alaska.


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“The Adamantium Men” Part 1
Colombia. Somewhere along the Magdalena River.
Down in the dirt, a scorpion finds itself at the mercy of an army of ants, attacked from all sides. A group of children prod at the spectacle with a stick, indifferent to the mortal conflict below them. Suddenly, something snaps in the jungle behind them, causing fear to light up in their eyes. A moment later, the children are killed systematically by the predator as, indifferent to the struggle for life in the dirt, he crushes the scorpion and ants alike under his boots.
As he returns from his scavenging excursion with a bunch of bananas, a man is shocked to see that the entirety of his village has been slaughtered. He drops the bananas, seeing a murdered woman, child and dog all huddled in the same pool of blood. Suddenly, a dark figure approaches him from behind. The villager screams and tries to run, but the effort is useless. He is caught in the arm by a machete blade and hit in the face. His assailant grabs him by the neck. “Where are they?” he demands.
Set up in the ruins of a Mayan temple, a group of anti-Roxxon radicals begin discussing the next step in their plan to get Roxxon to end its operations in their country. The sentry shouts that someone is coming. The radicals recognize the man as Alvaro from the village. They try to ask him what is wrong, but Alvaro only coughs, choking on something in his throat. After a strong smack to the back, Alvaro coughs up a flash-bang grenade. The radical recognize it and recoil, but it explodes before they can escape the temple.
Running from the smoke and gas, the radicals attempt to escape out into the jungle. The jungle proves to be no safe haven as the radicals are picked off one by one with sniper rounds to the head. The leader of the radicals brandishes a knife, taunting the mercenaries to attack him. One of the mercenaries approaches the lead radical from behind. The leader slashes backwards with his knife, but the mercenary dodges somehow. As the leader looks to see where the mercenary went, he grunts in pain as three glowing metal claws protrude from his chest. He sinks to the ground as his heart stops beating.
The mercenaries confirm that there are no survivors, moving out and leaving bodies in their wake. As they disappear into the fog, the only sign of their identity left behind is a single playing card, an ace of spades with a skull and crossbones in the center, all marked out by a red ‘X.’
San Francisco, Civic Center Station
The daily commute home has begun in San Francisco, with headlines informing the city’s residents that the X-Men are here to stay. Melita Garner goes through her phone, expressing annoyance at the loud snoring of the passed-out drunk on the seat across from her. Alcohol spills from his tipped bottle and his face is covered with newspaper. As she mutters her complaint to herself, Melita finds a gun in her face. The only other passengers on the car, two thugs, demand that she hand over everything that she has and not to do anything stupid. Melita hands over her purse, telling the thugs that if they can find anything in her junk, they’re more than willing to take it. This isn’t enough for the gun-wielding thug. He demands that she hand over her phone, too. Melita responds with a solid, “No.”
Taken aback, the thug asks her what she just said. Melita repeats her answer. As a reporter, she just spent three hours wading through fish guts in order to do a story on sturgeon mercury levels. All of her notes are on the phone, and she refuses to hand it over. The situation escalates as the thug presses the gun against her temple, demanding that she hand the phone over or else he will shoot her in the face.
The tense moment is broken by the loud snores of the drunken man. The second thug pulls out his gun and walks across the subway car, prodding the drunk through the newspaper with his gun, even as the first thug continues to demand Melita’s phone. The second thug asks if the drunk has any money, but the drunk woozily tells the thug to go away because he’s sleepy. The thug presses his gun into the newspaper, asking the drunk if he feels it. He tells him that it’s a gun and swears he will kill the drunk, because he’s killed men over pocket change before. The drunk says not to worry, he believes the thug.
With a snikt and slash, the thug realizes he’s dropped the gun. He looks down to find out where it went, only to see that his right hand has been severed at the wrist and is now bleeding profusely. He faints. Sitting up from his drunken subway car perch, Wolverine stares at the unconscious thug with rage in his eyes, blood dripping from the extended claws of his right hand.
He turns to the first thug, who has now pulled Melita into a hostage situation. Both look at Wolverine in terror. Wolverine tells the thug that, if he values his ability to sit comfortably, he should drop the gun. If he doesn’t and Wolverine has to come take it from him, he gives the thug a good guess about where he will be sticking the gun. The thug’s eyes open wide in fear.
The subway car pulls into the station. The instant the door slides open, the thug sprints through the doors, hands clasped over his backside. Melita and Wolverine exit the subway car. She covers her mouth in shock, asking Wolverine if he just did that. Wolverine tells her she’s welcome, walking away from the car. Melita tells him to wait, because he can’t just leave. Wolverine informs her that he isn’t one for talking to the cops. If she tells the police it was the guy with the claws, they’ll understand who she’s talking about. Melita recognizes him as one of the X-Men and introduces herself as a reporter for The San Francisco Post. “Well bully for you,” says Wolverine, skulking off.
Wolverine continues into the darkness, ending up on one of the City by the Bay’s many piers. The only creature in plain sight is a seagull. A figure stands in the shadows, telling Wolverine that he is late. Wolverine explains what happened and the man begins to chastise him. Wolverine cuts the man off. “You call me here just to bust my chops, or you got something else to say… Maverick?”
Maverick pulls out a folder, asking Wolverine if he has ever heard of Blackguard. He explains that Blackguard is a private military contractor and subsidiary of Roxxon that provides security details for companies operating in trouble spots all over the world. Wolverine understands. They are corporate mercenaries, but what does that have to do with anything? Maverick explains that he has heard that they recently acquired the files from the Weapon X program, the same files that were used when the government messed with Wolverine and Maverick. This includes the process for synthesizing adamantium, the metal that covers Wolverine’s skeleton and infamous claws. Maverick explains that the same information suggests that Blackguard has put the adamatium synthesizing process to use already.
Wolverine asks how they got the files, and Maverick explains that they got them from somewhere on the black market. Wolverine wonders how Maverick got this information without any powers. Maverick tells Wolverine that not being a mutant does not mean he no longer has his contacts.
Finally, Mavericks asks the question:  “What are you gonna do?” Wolverine asks Maverick what he thinks he’s going to do, asking if Maverick wants in on it. Maverick tells him that he is only passing the information on, trying to stay in retirement from wetwork. Is that why you’re wearing four guns? Wolverine wonders. Mavericks corrects him. He’s actually wearing five guns, but who’s counting?
Wolverine begins to walk away with the information, but Maverick has one more question. He asks Wolverine if he’s ever thought about hanging up the costume and letting someone else deal with all the situations like these. Wolverine tells Maverick that he tried it before, but it never seems to take. They part ways, with Maverick telling Wolverine to give Blackguard one for him.
Washington, somewhere along the Canadian border, Blackguard research facility
Night has fallen in Washington. The fence outside the Blackguard research facility is cut as Wolverine begins to make his way inside. He thinks back on his time in the Weapon X program; the memories brought back by the knowledge the program’s old files have spread. He knows that people have been trying to create super-soldiers ever since Captain America’s debut, and that he and Maverick along with all of Team X were part of that legacy. They have the scars and nightmares to prove it.
Wolverine jabs a claw into the locked door, using it as a lock pick. He thinks that this is just another round in the cycle where, every few months, someone begins to set up labs in order to build the perfect killing machine. When Wolverine gets wind of it, he shows up to remind them that they already did. The lock is broken and Wolverine enters the facility, all six claws extended.
As he goes further and further into the facility, he notices that the place is dark and appears abandoned. He thinks that he could call it “the chickens coming home to roost.” All he knows is that the world is already going to hell and that it doesn’t need more super-powered psychos running around, especially if a bunch of boardroom butchers is pulling their strings. He pauses in the next room, staring at the bloodbath in its holding area. A pack of dead dogs lie there in their own congealing blood, all gutted or strangled and cut to pieces. He recognizes the kind of beast that did this to the dogs, because he has one just like it inside of him.
Moving on deeper into the facility, he comes to the conclusion that the entire building is abandoned. He nears the labs, seeing their eerie green glow from down the hall. Whatever Blackguard tried to do, it’s obvious to Wolverine that they succeeded in doing it. The smell in the building brings him back to when he had the adamantium injected into his body. As he stands over a vat glowing with green liquid, he thinks about how much the process hurt. It took just one of these vats and wire setups to create him, Weapon X, the deadliest assassin the world has ever known.
So what is he looking at here? No fewer than twelve vats and sets of wires and tubes are littered across the expansive room.
A whole lot of killin’ that needs to be done, Logan thinks. That’s what the hell I’m looking at.


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“The Adamantium Men” Part 2
In the offices of The San Francisco Post, an editorial meeting is called to determine which stories will make that day’s front page. One reporter suggests stories such as Simon Trask calling for emergency voting on Proposition X, Norman Osborn’s speech to the American Legion, or a profile on the new Black Panther. “That’s it?” the editor asks. “Nothing local?” Another reporter suggests an article on dropping crime rates in Chinatown, including quotes from the Sons of the Tiger. More stories are suggested, including a woman who burned down gift shops claiming she was told to by the Ghost Rider and a series of aerial shots of Warren Worthington. The editor kicks back in his chair. “Is this really the best we got?”
“What about Wolverine?” Melita Garner holds her hand up at the end of the table. She makes her case, stating that he is one of the longest tenured X-Men, but that no one knows anything about his past. She suggests doing a full profile of him, digging up all the information she can find. The editor asks if Wolverine is the one with all the claws, claiming that he is too overexposed and that half the videos on YouTube are of Wolverine stabbing someone. The editor wants something fresh, so they’ll use the shots of the Punisher stabbing someone instead.
Melita leaves the meeting, but she finds herself called back by another reporter, miffed that Melita seems to be chasing a story that crosses into his territory. Melita explains that she just really thinks there is a story surrounding Wolverine. Even the press kits the X-Foundation gives The Post don’t tell them anything about him. She asks the reporter if he knew that Wolverine has Canadian military credentials but no record of his birth. The reporter puts a finger in Melita’s face, asking her what there really is to know? All Wolverine is to him is a hairy little dude with claws who likes to skewer bad guys. He knows that Wolverine saved her from being mugged, but he wants her to lay off the X-Men beat and find her own stories.
That night, ignoring the reporter’s demand, Melita finds herself alone in her apartment making phone calls to find the military records of Logan, getting nowhere with only the single name to go by. She curses as the person on the other end disconnects the call, slamming the receiver down into its holder. She stares at a picture of a nude Wolverine, claws extended, apparently taken sometime during a feral era. She talks to the picture, wanting to know just who he is and what Weapon X is, too. As she expresses this exasperation, the phone rings. She answers.
“You’re gonna get yourself killed doing this, you know?” the voice says. The voice explains that it knows who she is and what she’s doing, but that she is going about it all wrong. Melita demands to know who the person is. Ignoring her, the voice tells her that Wolverine is only a small part of the story and that she is missing the big picture. If she has the guts to keep digging, it’s Blackguard she needs to be looking up. Melita once again demands to know her identity and how the voice knows about her story, but the line is disconnected. Unsettled, she sets the phone down, picking up her cat as it nudges itself onto her lap. She pulls the cat close, smirking to herself. “Told you there was  a story here. Now we’ll just see where it leads.”
Meanwhile, an airplane is in midflight over the Pacific Ocean. One of the flight attendants approaches Logan on the flight, informing him that they will be landing within the hour and asking if he will be needing anything else. Lounging in his seat with Louis L’Amour’s Mojave Crossing, Logan asks for the flight attendant’s phone number and eight or nine more bottles of alcohol. Thinking to himself as he stares out the window, Logan thinks he’d also like to know what she knows about Blackguard, what they’ve been up to in the jungle and how he can get his hands on them.
Once the plane has landed, Wolverine finds himself on the Pacific coast of Colombia in a small town. He thinks that the men from Blackguard are reporter to come and go like ghosts, doing their business and slipping away into the jungle. In Colombia, there are 200,000 square miles of jungle. How is he supposed to find them in all of that? He thinks that with his tracking skills, he can track a falcon on a cloudy day or trail an ant across the Sahara Desert, but generally he finds it best to hang out and let them come to him. Walking into the El Barcito bar, he greets the bartender as a friend and buys a round for the house, toasting to future endeavors.
Sometime later, as he stumbles drunkenly down the street to the Casa Suelta, he is observed from afar by two Adamantium Men. After confirming that Wolverine is the one they are looking for, they realize he looks completely drunk. The man with the sniper rifle claims that this is almost too easy. His partner asks if the boss really thinks the bullets they have will take Wolverine out. The sniper responds that each one is designed to release 38 different kinds of cancer into his system. Even if it doesn’t kill him, it will slow him down. They only have three of the bullets, though, so they need to make each one count. The sniper’s partner says that Wolverine looks like he is passed out. What is the sniper waiting for? The sniper bets two thousand dollars that he can put the bullet right up Wolverine’s nose. His partner tells him that bet is nothing, suggesting that he pick a specific nostril. The sniper chooses the left one and his partner accepts the bet.
Looking through his scope, the sniper says, “Uh-oh. Where’d he go?” He pulls back from the scope and the two begin sniffing at the air, trying to get a whiff of his location. The sniper asks his partner if he smells it. The partner confirms it. Suddenly, from below them comes the sound of a SNIKT! Dressed in black and grey, Wolverine stands at the base of the tree with his claws popped. He takes a swipe at the tree trunk, cleaving away halve of their perch. Enough damage is done in the single swipe to take the entire tree down. The sniper leaps and lands in a crouch, but his partner is not so lucky. He tumbles from the branch, landing with a THUNK on Wolverine’s claws. All six claws protrude from the Adamantium Man’s chest.
“Hiya, bub,” Wolverine says. His greeting is met with an elbow to the nose. The man forces himself off Logan’s claws, holding a hand to his chest. They have animal-like senses and enhanced strength and reflexes, Wolverine thinks to himself. Those traits were probably drug-induced or created by bionic implants. He watches as the Adamantium Man’s wounds knit themselves back together. He sniffs at the blood on his claws to gauge the man’s biochemistry. They have a healing factor, he thinks, but it’s artificially engineered or techno-organic. They aren’t mutants. They just have nanites in their blood to regrow tissue. Launching himself at the Adamantium Man, Wolverine thinks it’s time to see if they are any good at regrowing heads.
He doesn’t get a chance to find out, however, as the Adamantium Man’s partner, the sniper, opens fire with automatic weapons. Many bullets hit their mark, allowing the man’s partner to escape Wolverine’s grasp. He keeps firing, forcing Wolverine to slice down two more trees as a long-range offensive maneuver. With the sniper temporarily out of the action, Wolverine takes a roundhouse kick to the face from the first man he engaged. He attempts to strike back with his claws, but the Adamantium Man takes the claws through the palm to stop them from reaching his face. They have unbreakable adamantium bones, Wolverine thinks. He flips over, attempting to get a different angle on the man. They go the complete makeover, he thinks, and the only thing they are missing is…
ZZZIKT! The Adamantium Man’s hands explode with three green, glowing adamantium claws. As they tumble, Wolverine’s left hand claws ends up through the Adamantium Man’s right shoulder and the Adamantium Man’s right hand claws protrude through Wolverine’s left shoulder. Wolverine thinks that they have some kind of energy blades and he can feel them burning through his guts and scraping against his ribs. He guesses that this is what it feels like to be killed by him, and he doesn’t like it much on the receiving end.
The gunman returns, weapons drawn on Logan. Wolverine growls, kicking the Adamantium Man off him and darting across the line of fire as bullets spray from the automatic weapons. Slashing backward, Wolverine cuts off the tips of the guns, bringing his other arm around to slash against the man’s chest. The Adamantium Man extends his energy blades, slashing Wolverine against the back. Now he finds himself up against two Adamantium Men, both with all of their claws out. In an animalistic manner, Wolverine lunges with his claws, attacking both men with in a ravenous fury. From away in the jungle, all that can be seen is the glow of the Adamantium Men’s claws and the shadow of Wolverine, all surrounded in blood spray.
Eight minutes later, the three men stand in a faceoff in a clearing of their own making, surrounded by fallen trees and shrubbery. Wolverine thinks to himself that these guys aren’t a joke and that he is lucky to have his decades of experience on them. He has killed more people than they have ever met in their lives. It will take more than two Adamantium Men to take Wolverine out, he thinks. That much is certain.
He sniffs at their air, suddenly smelling at least three more Adamantium Men making their way through the jungle. He should have known that those were famous last words. In moments, he finds himself surrounded by ten Adamantium Men, all with their claws extended. He realizes that these men don’t speak, make insults, posture, or anything. They merely close in for the kill and suddenly he realizes the cold hard truth.
Wolverine lunges forward with a brutal roar, slashing at one of the men to clear a path. He can’t win this fight, not like this. The Adamantium Men stare at him as he runs off into the jungle.
One of the Adamantium Men speaks up after Wolverine is out of sight. “Never figured him for a runner,” he says. This does not faze the lead Adamantium Man. “Get after him,” he orders. “He doesn’t leave this jungle alive.”
In the jungle, a spider weaves its web, waiting to trap its prey as the Adamantium Men search through the jungle underneath. Yeah… Wolverine thinks, arms crossed over his chest with his claws extended as he stands stock-still behind a tree trunk. Come and get me, you bastards.


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“The Adamantium Men” Part 3
Colombia
In the depths of the Colombian jungle, the Adamantium Men that make up Strikeforce X continue their search for Wolverine.
Strikeforce X’s performance evaluation interview tells of how the Adamantium Men spent five days searching through the jungle for Wolverine, twelve against one. They were all trained, state of the art killing machines. They were armed with healing factors, unbreakable metal bones, laser claws, and guns that shoot bullets loaded with various mutating forms of cancer. They thought Wolverine didn’t stand a chance. They figured wrong.
The leader of the Adamantium Men signals for the group to split up. One of the Adamantium Men treks off on his own into the jungle.
The interview continues, saying that Wolverine used guerilla tactics, never facing them in groups or in the open. The interviewee claims that Wolverine set booby traps or would attack them one at a time, like something from a Vietnam movie. Binderup fell face-first into a pit of punji sticks the first night. The next morning, Overfield was jumped and stabbed in the privates. The interviewee tells of how Comfort was mauled so badly he needed to be shipped back for repairs, and that on the third day they thought Pottratz got lost in the jungle. They soon knew better.
The lone Adamantium Man stops in his tracks, weapon drawn, at the sound of intense screaming. “Jesus, what the hell’s he doing to the guy?” the Adamantium Man asks, readying his weapon. A voice comes over his comm.-unit, warning him to make sure he sees his target before he shoots. The cancer bullets cost a quarter million dollars apiece. If they waste the bullets, Roxxon’s CEO will be none too pleased.
The Adamantium Man hears a snap behind him, turning with his weapon pointed straight in the direction of the noise. Through his night-vision goggles, he sees nothing but jungle. “C’mon, out, you son of a—” he whispers as a taunt. Then comes the “snikt” of warning from behind him. Before the Adamantium Man can react, Wolverine launches himself at the Adamantium Man full-force, all six claws extended as he growls, plunging his claws into the shocked man’s chest. In his shock, the Adamantium Man’s gun falls to the grass below.
The interviewee continues, saying that Wolverine is supposed to be a mutant, and that he knows nothing about them, where they come from, or how they do what they do—or even if they have souls. He hopes mutants do have souls, though, because, when the interviewee finally gets to kill Wolverine, he wants to know he is going to burn in hell.
With the Adamantium Man on the ground, Wolverine picks up the gun with the cancer bullets, shooting the man with two bullets. “Heh… best million bucks I ever spent,” Wolverine says in satisfaction as he watches cancerous pustules spread across the Adamantium Man’s skin.
A series of bullets sends Wolverine running as four more Adamantium Men emerge from the jungle, opening fire. He runs off again with two Adamantium Men in hot pursuit while the other two stop over their fallen teammate. He begs for help as the men examine him. The leader tells the second man to call it in as he stares off after Wolverine and his two men. The other man radios in to Station Zebra, reporting a man down for Strikeforce X.
Later, at the Blackguard Security Station, the head of Strikeforce X looks over his fallen teammate, asking the doctors how he is. The doctors tell the Adamantium Man that the cancer is overwhelming his teammate’s healing factor and that they are having to dramatically increase the flow of nanites in his blood. He believes the process could very well prove fatal. The head of the team shrugs off the pessimism. He tells the doctor that his teammate is a fighter. It would take more than 38 kinds of cancer to ever take him out. Another man interrupts the conversation to let Strikeforce X’s head know that the Chief Executive is on the line for him.
Over webcam, the Chief Executive and head of Strikeforce X begin to talk while the Chief Executive pours himself a glass of wine. He asks Strikeforce X’s head if he still hasn’t killed Wolverine. The head explains that Wolverine took down one of the Adamantium Men and slipped off into the jungle. He tells the Chief Executive not to worry, though. The Adamantium Men will succeed. The Chief Executive explains that he doesn’t worry, addressing Strikeforce X’s head as Mr. Klein. For what the Chief Executive paid for the bottle of chateau d’yquem he is drinking, he could have fed most of Africa for a year. He sets his glass down, the head of a lion molded into the ring on his left hand. That, he says, toasting, is a certainty.
He explains that tomorrow morning, Congress will hold hearings on whether or not to grant Roxxon a multi-billion dollar defense contract. The Chief Executive has spent a considerable amount of money to insure that the outcome will also be a certainty. The last thing that Roxxon needs now is for their dealings in Colombia to become an exposé on the evening news. He tells Klein that he and his troops were designed to be superior to Wolverine in every way, that this should be like killing their grandfather and that he has already promised to bring Wolverine’s head to the next shareholders’ meeting.
In regards to the hostage that Wolverine has taken, then, the Chief Executive asks, what are the chances this man will talk? “No chance at all, sir,” Klein assures him. “My men are tougher than snake turds. That soldier won’t break, I promise you...no matter what that bastard does to him.
Back in the Colombia jungle, Wolverine washes his hands and arms of blood in the small flow of water outside a cave. Once finished, he returns to the cave, talking to someone inside. “Healing factor don’t make it hurt no less, does it, kid? You seen the light yet?”
“Go to hell,” comes the sharp reply. Wolverine, disappearing in the mouth of the cave, tells the man that is not the answer he wanted to hear. The next thing to emerge from the cave is an excruciatingly pained scream.
San Francisco
It is night in San Francisco, where a man hands Melita Garner a manila folder, explaining that this is the information she wants. He wants her to take the folder and leave him the hell alone. Melita explains to the man, Mr. Bender, that she told him on the phone that her research has raised some serious questions about Blackguard’s business practices. She was just hoping that, as vice president, he could help her answer some of those.
Bender protests, telling Garner he just gave her every answer she’ll need. Garner, sifting through the files, asks if they are personnel files from Roxxon’s security forces. Bender explains that they are files on Strikeforce X, Blackguard’s elite combat unit, currently making a trial-run deployment protecting Roxxon’s coal mines in Colombia by slaughtering local protesters. Anger begins to rise in Melita’s face as she pores over the files. These men, she says, are all ex-military, and every single one of them was dishonorably discharged. She can see that their charges ranged from rape, to torture to murder of civilians—and Blackguard actually targets men like this for recruitment?
Bender’s eyes widen. He tells her that they wanted the men a little crazy, especially since they had to be crazy to sign up to begin with. Melita asks Bender if he recruited these men. He admits that he did at the directive of the chief executive, but now? Now he just wants out. However she found him, he doesn’t want her to do it again. He’s quitting Blackguard. He doesn’t want to be a part of what’s coming.
“Why, what’s coming?” Melita shoots back. Hands shoved in his pockets, Bender tells Melita about the congressional meeting tomorrow. He says the meeting is occurring as a formality because the chief executive has already bought off enough senators to ensure that Blackguard gets a massive new contract for the government. Pointing to another file, Bender tells Melita that, this time next year, there will be Strikeforce X units deployed in every hotspot around the world and that, in five years, Blackguard will be the United States’ de factor military. Melita’s eyes open wide in disbelief. With all the talk of change at the election, she can’t bring herself to believe the new administration would ever allow that to happen.
Turning away from her, Bender tells Melita to grow up. The person in charge at the White House at any given moment is irrelevant. The only presidents who really matter anymore are the ones that Blackguard puts on their money. At that, he bids her good night, walking off alone into the dark.
It is there, alone, that he finds himself stopped in his tracks as someone calls out his name. Bender finds himself confronted by four men in suits and ties from Blackguard’s human resources department who have reason to believe he may have violated his confidentiality agreement, stressing that this is a terminable offense. Drawing their guns, the men indicate a nondescript red van behind them. They are going to need him to come with them.
Bender struggles, telling the men to wait even as they haul him toward the van. One of the men expresses that the Chief Executive is very disappointed with Bender, directing one of the men to get the woman. He runs off, gun drawn, in search of Melita. He barely makes it up a handful of steps when his heck is rocked backwards by a bullet piercing his skull. Two more of Bender’s captors fall to sniper rounds in seconds. The last man shoves Bender into the van, yelling for the driver to move. Another bullet shatters the front windshield of the van and enters the right temple of the driver. Reaching for his headset, the final member of Blackguard’s human resources team holds on gun on the cowering Bender, calling in that they have an emergency. A final bullet finds its way into his head, too. Seeing his captors all dead, Bender runs screaming from the van.
From afar, looking down over the scope of his sniper rifle, Maverick watches.
Colombia
Daylight creeps into the cave as the Adamantium Man looks up, finding Wolverine standing resolute in front of him, outlined against the stalactites. Wolverine asks the man if he is ready to talk now, but the man in silent. Listen, Logan says. He’s been where this man is now and knows what he’s been through, what the program did to him. He knows that they messed with his head, making him feel nothing but hate and bloodlust. To them, he is nothing but a killing machine, but it doesn’t have to be that way. He still has a choice. He can be his own man again. So what does he say? Does he want out of the cave?
Cowering behind Logan in the corner, the man says yes, please let him out. Logan holds out his left hand, telling the young man to give him his hand. He made the right choice. Grinning savagely, the man says that he knows, extending his laser claws and taking Logan down to the ground with a hit to the face.
On the ground, Wolverine thinks that he can’t say he didn’t see that coming. He knew the first night when he grabbed the young man that there was no hope of turning him back. Watching the man take off through the jungle, Wolverine thinks that either Blackguard took all the humanity that was left in him or else there was never any to begin with. He knew all along that he would never break the man, which is why, when he was passed out, Logan hid a little tracking device behind of his eyeballs, hooking it to his optic nerve. Now, wherever he runs, Logan can follow, so maybe now he’ll finally meet whatever fat bastard is running this show.
In Washington, Congress begins to hear the talks of hiring Blackguard for their defense contracts, thanking the chief executive for taking time from his busy schedule to talk to them. The chief executive says that he and his company are here to serve and that he appreciates the chance to clear the air regarding Blackguard’s record.
Back in San Francisco, Melita Garner listens to the broadcast of the hearing as she returns home from a jog. She scoffs at the chief executive’s statement. If he wanted to clear the air, why did he turn down her interview requests? The thought is interrupted as she hears a creaking of the floorboards, letting her know someone is there. As the door opens, she kicks into the door, running away immediately. The man, holding his hand to his wounded head and wielding a knife, screams for Melita to come back. Behind him, the door is kicked open by a familiar foot.
Maverick rushes in, guns blazing, sending both the assassin and Melita’s cat scurrying. The assassin takes advantage of the lull in gunfire to attack Maverick, but Maverick snaps the man’s wrist with his hand, taking out his shin with a swift kick. With Maverick’s boot on the assassin’s neck, the assassin tells Maverick to go to hell. He won’t tell Maverick a thing. Maverick responds that this is fine, because he’s not asking. He pushes down with his foot, crushing the man’s windpipe with a sickening crunch.
Turning around, Maverick finds himself looking down the barrel of Melita’s gun. She tells him not to move, demanding to know who he is and what he’s doing in her apartment. Maverick holds up his hands in surrender, telling Melita his name and that he is a friend of Wolverine’s. He is only there to help.
Washington
The Senate hearing continues as one of the senators addresses the chief executive, saying that he has repeatedly talked about how Roxxon is only there to help, but that an article in the San Francisco Post accuses Roxxon of committing gross human rights violations in Colombia. The chief executive explains that he and his lawyers both have seen the article, and that it is riddled with falsehoods and outright lies.
The senator presses further, asking if the chief executive denies that Blackguard’s forces are currently active in Colombia, targeting all local opposition to Roxxon’s mining interests. The Chief Executive shoots back that they employ security forces, not assassins. They are very particular about the character of the men they hire, the vast majority of whom previously served in the military. The way these men see it, he says, is that they are continuing to protect their country and its interests from terrorists.
Regarding the Colombia operations, the chief executive explains that those have been discontinued and that he has pulled his forces out of that area, knowing that such slanderous lies could potentially put those men at risk, because nothing means more to him than the safety of his men. He sees them as a proud and courageous lot and promises that they will do America proud, no matter where she needs them. The senator thanks the chief executive, telling him that he believes they have all they need from him for now. He expects that Roxxon will be hearing from the Senate soon.
Meanwhile, back in Colombia, Wolverine continues on the trail of his tracking device, following it to one of the company’s remote mining operations. There, he finds the tracking device, the eyeball he had placed it behind, and the knife the Adamantium Man used to carve it out with, all plunged into the trunk of a tree…


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1st story: Wolverine: Wendigo!
2nd story: Wolverine vs. Thor
1st story:
We live in a world of incredible wonders. A world inhabited by fearsome monsters (Man-Thing), fascinating myths (Sub-Mariner), and amazing marvels (Silver Surfer). Join us on our exploration of everything from the supernatural to the superhuman on “Monsters, Myths, and Marvels.” The Wendigo. Legend has it this cannibalistic creature has long terrorized the Canadian wilderness. They say…
Laying across the Wendigo’s arms, the buxom blonde actress yells out cut. The “Wendigo” remarks for Crissakes, what is it now? The director, Gordon, tells the blonde, Diane, technically he’s the only one who’s supposed to yell cut around there. He means, he knows they don’t have a real director for these crappy reenactments like friggin’ “Unsolved Mysteries” did, but still… Diane points over to the “Wendigo,” Mike, and tells Gordon that he grabbed her boob. Mike asks he did what? She’s got to be kidding him. Besides, it’s not all his fault. She… she… Diane angrily asks she what? Mike replies she knows, hangs over. Enraged, Diane yells at Mike that her proportions still don’t give him the right to cop a feel. She’ll have him know if she… Stepping in between them, Gordon tells them both enough. How about they all take a 5 minute break and cool down.
Walking away, Diane pulls out her cell phone and says wait until she gets that crappy agent of hers on the phone. She goes from being on “Lost” to this garbage? And she doesn’t care if she was only in a background scene. She was on the damned show. And that means… Just then, she notices the cameraman, Jimmy, recording her. With piercing eyes and anger in her voice she calls him a toot and says that tears it. Jimmy tells her she’s got him all wrong, he was just… Diane cuts him off and says he was just giving her an excuse to sue all their asses for sexual harassment, that’s what he’s doing.
Dialing her phone, she says she’s getting her $%^ lawyer on the phone right… Upon seeing glowing eyes in the forest behind her, Jimmy asks Diane what is behind her. Diane tells him nice try but if he thinks she’s gonna fall for that old trick he… Watching a clawed hand emerge from the woods, Jimmy tells her that she should seriously turn around. It’s some sort of… Before Jimmy can finish his thought, the Wendigo proceeds to smack Diane’s head clean off. Still recording, Jimmy says holy $%^&, holy $%^&, holy $%^&.
In the town of Lac Saint Jean, an officer of the local police force stops the tape, turns to Gordon and Jimmy, and proceeds to ask them if they want to tell them what they’re looking at there. When they don’t answer, he says to them that they still have nothing to say, huh? He’d say they had better start talking quick. Holding up a picture of a grisly murder scene, he tells them that somebody had better have something real $%^&!@ important to say about the biggest mass murder this area’s ever seen. In another room, the senior officer’s partner asks him if the detainees have said anything. When the senior officer tells him not a word, the other officer asks him about Jean Guy. After the senior officer asks Jean, his partner tells him that he’ll give him three guesses where he is.
On a boat out on a lake, a man is holding a fishing pole and getting ready to take a bite of his sandwich when he catches a fish. Before he can enjoy his catch, a bunch of police cars pull up on the shore. As a female officer, Sonja, exits one of the police cars, she calls out to Jean Guy, the man out on the lake. Jean says hell. His best day of fishing and he can’t even enjoy it.
As they make their way towards the police station, Sonja tells Jean that the victims were found half eaten and ripped to shreds. She’s never seen anything like it. Entering the station, Jean says okay. Sonja asks okay? Is that all he has to say? Jean replies no and then tells her to have somebody go get him a poutine from over at Le Bonet. All he had to eat all day was a little sandwich. Sonja tells him all right but there’s one other thing he needs to know about. Pointing to a room with an Alpha Flight poster on the door, Jean opens the door, peers in, grunts, and proceeds to promptly close the door, saying only okay.
Inside another room, Jean sits across from Gordon and Jimmy and asks them if they want a beer. Jimmy says sure, he’ll take a… Before he can finish, Gordon peers at him and asks him really? Jimmy then tells Jean no thanks. Sipping on his beer, Jean tells them both not to worry. It’s not a trick. They have a saying there in Lac Saint Jean – “fais comme chez vous” – make like you’re home. Around there, a man comes to your home, they offer you a beer. Make like you’re home. But what does he mean by “home?” Well, home there for them means they can leave their doors unlocked at night. They like to fish a lot, hunt moose, play hockey and snowmobile on the lake when it freezes up come winter time. They know all their neighbors’ names and their kids’ names, and their kids’ kids’ names. And home for them also means the biggest crime that has ever hit this area is when Real Besson’s truck got stolen two years ago. That made the front page of their local paper and everything.
Holding up a picture of the slaughter at the campsite, Jean remarks that home for them doesn’t mean that. It doesn’t mean the arrogant tete carres TV star Americans can come up there and think that they’re just a bunch of simple French Canadian frog drunks who can just be dismissed after 4 people get butchered in their woods. He then tells them to take the damn beer and start answering their $%^& questions.
After taking the beers, Jimmy begins drinking his and says to Gordon that they should just tell them. Gordon angrily tells Jimmy that he doesn’t know what he’s telling them and that’s the problem, so just keep his mouth shut and do them all a favor. Jean asks why that is. Sighing, Gordon answers because he’s just going to confuse things. He thinks he saw something he didn’t. And he’s just going to make them look insane and he’d rather not… Jimmy pipes in that it was a Wendigo.
Looking at him, Jean asks ‘pardon me?’ Jimmy again says that a Wendigo killed those people. The other police officers in the room start laughing hysterically. One of the officers tells him that the Wendigo is sort of a joke around there like Big Foot or the Loch Ness Monster. It’s just a local bogeyman legend good for a few bucks. They’ve even got a Wendigo festival every year over in Roberval, for crissakes. Wendigo rides, Wendigo howling contests, and just last year they started a Miss Wendigo beauty pageant that…
Jean cuts him off and says enough. He then asks Jimmy if he’s got this straight. Is he expected to believe they came there to film a show about a Wendigo and were attacked by one? Jimmy replies well, uh… yeah. But don’t believe him. Take a look at the footage on the tape and they’ll see. Pushing play on the tape, Jean says let’s just do that then.
On the video tape, Gordon is holding a microphone and standing in the woods as the snow comes down. He says the names Cartier, Georges Baptiste, Francois Lartigue, and most recently, lumberjack Luc Lemay. These men are among those who are reputed to have become the monstrous man-eating beast as a result of the curse of the Wendigo. A curse said to fall upon an individual when he resorts to acts of cannibalism there in the woods of Northern Canada. And there’s nobody who knows these woods, or the Wendigo for that matter, better than famed cryptozoologist Andre Simard.
Looking over at Andre, Gordon asks him what they are looking at there. Andre informs him Wendigo tracks, and fairly fresh ones in fact… mon dieu! Upon hearing Andre’s excitement, Gordon asks him if he sees something. Andre tells him damned right he did – Wendigo feces. Only an hour or so ago, he’d wager. When Gordon asks him how he can tell, Andre tells him easy. Poking his finger into the feces and bringing it up to his nose, Andre states that Sasquatch feces tends to have a nuttier aroma but Wendigo fec…
Just then, Jimmy vomits. Enraged, Gordon yells cut and asks Jimmy what the hell that was. Jimmy tells him he’s sorry he yakked. He tried to hold it in but, dude, he thought he was gonna put it in his mouth. He just lost… At that moment, the Wendigo yell permeates through the air. Andre points into the woods and tells them that the call of Wendigo came from that way and implores them to follow him. As Andre runs deeper into the woods, Gordon tells Jimmy to follow him. Jimmy asks him is he #$%^in’ nuts, he ain’t goin’ in there. He, Gordon, goes in there if he wants to go.
Jimmy states that was the last they seen of him. Well, until the Wendigo dragged his dead carcass back with him when he attacked them back at their camp later that night. Sort of weird that he did that, kind of like he was savin’ him to eat them all together. Maybe he wanted a little French Canadian “surf” to go along with his American “turf.” One of the officers remarks that could’ve been anything, just some nut yelling in the woods. The other officer adds yeah and asks if it could be what attacked them was just some maniac in animal skins or something. It’s a lot more believable than saying their friends got butchered by something out of the weekly world news. Jimmy asks just a guy in animal skins, huh. He then tells them to fast forward a little ‘til they get to the part with them in the tent, and then still tell him it’s a guy with animal skins.
On the tape, Gordon and Jimmy are hiding in a tent. Frightened, Gordon asks Jimmy if he thinks it saw them go in there. Just then, the Wendigo enters their tent. After Gordon and Jimmy scream, the Wendigo removes his mask and Mike tells them it’s him. He says to them that they have to help him. That thing out there thinks he’s a female. He thinks he’s trying to…
Before he can finish his sentence, the real Wendigo grabs hold of his leg and pulls Mike away. As it does, Mike yells that this is God paying him back for what he did to Diane. It was true, he groped her. It was truuuuuue… Once Mike is pulled away, Gordon says poor Mike. Jimmy replies $%& that degenerate. Better him than them. He just hopes… At that moment, the Wendigo reaches into the tent and reaches for Gordon and Jimmy. Before it can reach them, three blades of adamantium extending from a fist slices the Wendigo’s arm off.
Pausing the tape, Jean asks what just happened there. Jimmy states that he sort of forgot to mention that but that’s how they got saved. A short hairy guy with claws cut the Wendigo’s arm off. They kind of high-tailed it outta there so he didn’t exactly get a good look at him. Plus, Gordon was screaming like a woman the whole time so… Gordon shoots back that he was so not and tells Jimmy that he is so fired. Jimmy states that he knows how this all sounds – Wendigo, crazy mysterious claw guy – but… The arm! That’s it. They have to have found the arm at the site, no? The cops look over at Jean and tell him that if he’ll excuse them for a minute. Returning to the room, the cops drop a normal looking severed human’s arm onto the floor. Jean asks Gordon and Jimmy that it’s not what they expected, right. With that, Jean excuses himself from the room.
Entering the door with the Alpha Flight poster on it, Jean asks the six men in suits inside if they’ve seen enough. The leader says to him right to the point, huh. He doesn’t even want to know what agency they’re with. Jean asks what difference it makes. Whoever they are, he’s sure they’re the guys who show up whenever there’s talk of a Wendigo or a UFO or whoever the bogeyman is at the moment. All in the name of the general public’s “best interests.” And since he’s certain they’re going to tell him what to do there, let’s get on with it already. The head of the group tells Jean to let them go. Nobody’s going to believe their crazy story. Plus, just gauging Allsworth’s reaction, he’s not too keen on telling it anyway.
Entering the room, Sonja hands Jean a document he asked for. Jean then asks the men what the official story he’s giving to explain the incident. The leader replies like he said – crazy serial killer guy in animal skins. Another of the agents asks what about a polar bear. Don’t they come down to towns every now and then, sifting through garbage and mauling people? He saw that on the Discovery Channel once. Peering over at him, the leader tells him this is Quebec moron, not the North $%^& Pole. Jean mentions that he’s only asking because he got some interesting bit of information his deputy just handed to him. He had them check the fingerprints on that severed arm and what do you know. They belonged to Luc Lemay, the last known person thought to be a Wendigo. How about that, eh? The leader of the men says yeah, how about that. He then tells his men that he thinks they’re through there.
Epilogue:
At a gas station, Gordon complains that the stupid map is written in French. How the hell is he supposed to follow all these backwoods roads back to the highway? Jimmy tells him that he doesn’t understand. Gordon remarks that he doesn’t understand French either. That’s the friggin’ problem.
Jimmy proceeds to ask him how he can still refuse to believe what happened there. Gordon tells him because he is a man of reason and science. He doesn’t believe in Wendigos or the Loch Ness Monster or the Smurfs. When Jimmy asks him if he’s buying the serial killer explanation, Gordon tells him yeah. More importantly, they need to find out where the hell they are.
Looking out the window, Gordon asks a man on a motorcycle if he knows how to get back to the highway. The man ion question, Logan, tells him, “Sure thing, bub. Just go straight about a mile then hang two lefts. Ya can’t miss it.” As the motorcycle speeds off, Jimmy exclaims wait a sec. Was that the guy with the… Gordon asks Jimmy was that what and tells him to shut up and drive already and get the hell out of this God-forsaken country. And if he never sees it again it’ll be too soon. O Canada, my ass.
2nd story:
In a bar in Oklahoma, a groggy Wolverine wakes up and wonders what the hell happened. Last thing he remembers is the bartender gave him that shot and…
Just then, he sees Lady Deathstrike standing over him, telling him that he doesn’t look so good. Slamming her up against the wall, Wolverine tells her maybe not but he’s about to look a hell of a lot worse. When Wolverine asks her what she drugged him with, she replies that she doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He passed out and she was only trying to… Wolverine tells her not to play dumb with him, he ain’t in the mood.
Sniffing the air, Wolverine thinks to himself that if he’s right about what he’s picking up in the air, his mood ain’t about to improve. From behind him, a voice tells him to leave her alone. Turning around, Wolverine sees the combined forces of Omega Red, Mister X, Bloodscream, Mystique, Cyber, Mauvais, Apocalypse, Mister Sinister, Bastion and Daken and realizes that Lady Deathstrike’s about to become the least of his troubles. Facing the crowd, Wolverine pops his claws and exclaims that ya gotta figure the odds are long, even for him. But he promises them all one thing, he’ll be takin’ some of them with him.
As he talks, he knows it’s big talk. All of these jokers are hard enough to handle one-on-one, never mind all together like this. But hey, ain’t like he has a choice. So if he’s gonna go out, he’s gonna go out with a ba… Just then, Wolverine feels a hand on his shoulder and hears a voice telling him that he has to figure there’s a better way to handle this, runt. He might want to start with calmin’ himself down. Wolverine thinks to himself that it can’t be. Turning around, he sees Sabretooth, alive? The scent says it is which means this party just got a lot hairier. And while he may be crazy, he ain’t stupid.
With that, he slashes Sabretooth across the face. Once he does, he realizes that it’s time to get out of dodge, regroup, and when he does, come back and kill every last one of these lowlifes. After Wolverine pushes past the villains and crashes through the door, Deathstrike asks Sabretooth if he’s okay. When he replies he’s fine, she asks what was with that guy. Sabretooth, in actuality Thor, informs the other patrons of the bar who in Wolverine’s mind looked like his vilest villains that thy guess is as good as his own. But he does know he is Wolverine. One of the most dangerous men Midgard hath to offer. And if he does not stop him, ‘tis sure there’ll be much more blood than that of Thor spilled this day.
Standing in a field outside of Broxton, Thor discovers this is where the tracks end. In this field, he awaits his arrival. At least, ‘tis what he would have him believe. When Wolverine descends from a nearby tree and goes to slash Thor, he is able to block it using his hammer which creates large sparks. Facing off against “Sabretooth,” Wolverine tells him that comin’ back from the dead must’ve taken him off his game. He thought he woulda sniffed him outta that tree a lot sooner. Thor attempts to get Wolverine to listen to him but instead gets attacked again.
As Wolverine slashes him again, he tells Creed the only thing he wants to listen to is him chokin’ on his own blood. Thor thinks to himself Creed? Verily, there is some sort of delusion Wolverine hath fallen upon, believing him to be Victor Creed, his mortal enemy, Sabretooth. Though delusional he may be he is no less deadly. Or evasive. He dodges his fiercest blows with the ease of a…
Before Thor can complete his thought, Wolverine connects with another claw slash. Surprised, Thor remarks that he connects whilst he misses yet again. By Odin’s blood, he is faster than he… Again, before he can finish his thought, Wolverine slashes him again. Grabbing Wolverine’s leg and tossing him away, Thor thinks to himself that he is too fast. Though his strikes have failed to do any damage due to the thickness of his Asgardian skin, that advantage won’t last forever. Rushing back towards him, Wolverine tells “Creed” that it looks like he traded some speed for strength while he was wormfood. It’s just gonna take a little while longer to carve him up, that’s all. Thor deduces that it will require him to change tactics a bit. For if Wolverine continues to evade his finest blows, then perhaps it is not Wolverine that he needs to hit.
After slamming his hammer on the ground, Thor notices that the tremors from his quake have thrown Wolverine back into the field. While he flies overhead to find him, Wolverine is able to leap onto his back. Exclaiming enough, Thor slams Wolverine away with his hammer and angrily tells him that he hast pushed his patience to its very limits. Now shall he learn what it means to anger a god of thunder. As Thor flies up above, Wolverine thinks to himself Sabretooth callin’ on a storm, can’t be. Looking up, he remarks that somehow he’s thinkin’ he shoulda heard this guy out when he had the chance. With that, Thor strikes Wolverine with a large bolt of lightning.
Making his way down to the ground, Thor asks Wolverine if he is unharmed. Picking himself up off the ground, Wolverine tells him yeah, and back to reality, thanks to him goin’ all Ben Franklin on his sorry keister. Although ya think Sabretooth usin’ a hammer and flyin’ around and might’ve tipped him off a bit sooner. Thor replies verily. Though far more importantly, thou hast come to thy senses before anyone was injured. Holding his bloody side, he adds other than himself, of course.
After Wolverine apologizes for that, Thor tells him ‘tis not his fault, he suspects. For if he is correct, he hast fallen victim to the enchantments of Asgard’s most vile sorcerer, his step-brother Loki. Wolverine tells Thor that a lotta stuff had been goin’ on in Oklahoma recently. He figured he’d check it out fer himself. See if it was maybe somethin’ him and the Avengers needed to address. Thor asks so he tracked him to that bar. Wolverine says yeah. He had heard his alter ego, Don Blake, was inclined to have a cocktail or two there. Thought it was as good a place as any to start. Then that attractive female bartender gave him that shot. On the house, she said. And, well, he doesn’t remember much after that. Thor replies that he wouldn’t for he was felled by an enchanted drink. Dispersed by no mere barkeep, but as he suspects, ‘twas none other than Asgard’s god of mischief himself Loki.
Entering the bar back in town, Thor yells out Loki’s name and tells him that if he art truly behind these vile machinations, let it be known he art done. He then tells him to show himself. From behind, a voice tells him that Loki ain’t there right now and asks if he thinks they’ll do. The voice belongs to the Wrecker and he is flanked by Absorbing Man, Destroyer, Enchantress, Grey Gargoyle, Kurse, Mister Hyde, Ulik and the rest of the Wrecking Crew, Bulldozer, Piledriver and Thunderball. Spinning his hammer, Thor exclaims have at thee.
Joining the fray, Wolverine remarks that some people don’t know when it’s time to throw in the towel. So ya gotta do it for them. With that, Wolverine slashes Wrecker from behind with his claws. When he does, the Wrecker turns to dust much to his and Thor’s surprise. In short time, all of their adversaries are destroyed.
Handing a beer to Thor, Wolverine states that if this whole thing was Loki, he’s gotta be up to somethin’, huh? Thor replies he’s Loki, he’s always up to something. But truth be told, not everything hath to be about something. Sometimes a villain like Loki merely sees an opportunity for chaos and takes it. Wolverine remarks that they can’t even prove it was him. Any evidence to that effect’s lyin’ in a pile a’ dust back there on the floor. Thor says still, he is fairly certain it was Loki. Despite how he presents himself these days, he knowest better than anyone he is not above such actions. After all, his brother is not called the god of mischief for naught.
Wolverine says a pain-in-the-keister brother. Yeah, he hears that. Remind him to tell him about his sometime. But since they’re on the subject a’ keisters, he does believe he was about to kick his before he hit him with that lightnin’ and snapped him outta his little Manchurian Candidate trance. Thor grunts and says mayhap that enchanted drink affected him more than they thought. Wolverine chuckles and replies that he guesses that’s a discussion settled for another day. In the meantime, allow him to show him the mortal delicacy known as “jager bombs.”


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says he doesn’t like it and Amiko tells him it’s called “Marooned” and it was painted by Howard Pyle. She looks in a brochure and reads him some facts about the painting. Nevertheless, Logan puts his hands on his head and tells her he still doesn’t like it. As they stand in front of the painting in a museum, Amiko tells him that Pyle was a genius that taught N.C. Wyeth and Frank Schoonover. Logan says he has never heard of them and so Amiko mentions Norman Rockwell. Logan says he has heard of him and Amiko sighs. She muses on the fact that of the eight million foster fathers in the world she gets him. She recites more information from the booklet as they walk downstairs.
Logan says he hasn’t seen her in months and says they should split to see the carnival in town. She says he has taken her to the carnival before. She’s growing up; she needs culture.
When they come to a painting with lots of naked women on it, Logan says he likes this one. Amiko looks at the painting and says it figures… it has violence and naked chicks on it.  Logan stares closely at the painting and says it isn’t that. He looks at a man on the bed and says it’s him. Everyone else in the painting is going ape but this guy on the pillow is cool as glass. Now that’s a winner. Amiko looks in her booklet and tells him the painting is Death of Sardanapalus by Delacroix. It’s about an Assyrian ruler who spent two years losing to his enemies before his palace fell. He placed his treasures, horses and concubines in his bedroom and had them put to death before his eyes. She tells him that he is a loser. In jest, Logan asks what a “concubine” is and the incredulous Amiko gives up and says he wins… they can go to the carnival.
As they leave the museum, Amiko asks what he would do. He asks what she means and she clarifies what he would do if he were the pirate who was stranded in the Pyle painting. They go to a car park and he sits Amiko on his motorbike. He tells her it would never happen, as he hates the sand. She says it could happen to anyone under the right circumstances. She asks if he knows what she thinks as they drive off. He says he doesn’t but he has a feeling she’s going to tell him. She says she thinks everyone is trapped on their own little private islands. But they are too stubborn or arrogant to admit it. Or maybe too scared. Logan chips in and says maybe they are too mature for a thirteen year old.
As a man points a gun at a growling werewolf, it slashes him with his claws. Amiko smiles and holds onto Logan. She tells him it’s pretty realistic. He asks if she’s kidding. He points out that isn’t the way to use your claws. He could show that werewolf a thing or two. They are sat in a car on a haunted house ride passing by an animatronical display. Amiko says he should say it louder so everyone can hear what he is. He asks if she meant a mutant and then says “big deal.”
As they leave the ride, he tells her he doesn’t see why he should hide his powers, but Amiko isn’t listening. She runs off for some cotton candy instead. Logan continues and says he also has his own set of unbreakable claws. Amiko scorns men and says it’s all about who’s got the biggest toys or who’s the strongest or fastest. She tells him no matter how many people he beats up he will eventually meet someone stronger and faster. She sighs and says there must be a reason why she loves him so much. Picking candy floss off a stick, she says maybe it’s the hair; it makes him look like a big teddy bear. Logan looks at her and asks what she just said. She tells him a big hairy teddy bear to cuddle up to. All growling on the outside but soft as pudding underneath. Logan walks off and asks how she would like to be marooned on a flume ride. She pretends to be scared and then says not to abandon her Mr. Teddy.
She suddenly spots a big teddy bear on one of the carnival stores. The man behind the counter shouts out to them and tells Logan to prove his manhood before the little lady’s adoring eyes. Amiko stares at the big pink teddy bear and says she thinks she loves him. Logan turns to walk away saying the games are fixed. The man at the game asks if he’s afraid of looking bad in front of his kid. He gestures to the game that consists of a bunch of bottles stacked on top of each other. He tells the man to stand out of his way as he goes to the stall. Behind him some passersby remark that he looks like a werewolf. Logan picks up one of the red balls and hurls it at the bottles behind the man. He knocks them all over with incredible force, surprising everyone around him. The crowd starts to comment that he isn’t human and the game owner says the game isn’t for mutants. Logan grabs the man and drags him over the counter. He says he knocked down the bottles and now he wants the bear. The man goes to hand Logan the bear and says he doesn’t want any trouble. Amiko pulls on Logan’s arm and says it’s not important. She drags him away from the game and tells him she’s thirsty.
Later on, they are sat on the Ferris wheel as Amiko sips on a soda. After a few moments of silence, Logan tells her that it isn’t easy being a mutant. She adds “with a lousy temper?” He says he knows he disappoints her sometimes but before he can finish she interrupts. She pretends to be him and says he loves her even if he is occasionally stubborn, churlish, bull-headed and… Logan speaks up and says he can talk for himself. He says he supposes she would have been as sweet as syrup with the guy before and she would have let everything go. She says not everything; she would have taken the bear. Down below, a big crowd starts to gather outside one of the tents, causing Amiko to wonder what’s going on.
As they walk towards the crowd, Logan suggests going on a rollercoaster but Amiko is more interested in what is causing the crowd. As they walk through the crowd, they see a man standing on the stage ushering people closer to it. Behind him are a number of people, many with physical deformities. The man invites everyone to see the misfortunate creatures that Mother Nature has seen fit to torment. They are all live and real and there is much more inside. Logan turns to go but Amiko says she wants to go in. He says to forget it but she tells him that if they don’t pay to see them then these people don’t eat. He says to let them get jobs like other people. Amiko pushes him forward and says that they are not like other people. He can be really thick sometimes. They go to the ticket booth and the man on stage yells down at him. He says to give the girl and education to see how the other half lives. Logan becomes angry and Amiko tells him to ignore the man. He starts getting angry but when all the deformed people on stage start to look at him he calms down. He hands Amiko some money for the tickets and tells her to have a ball. He tells her to meet him by the rollercoaster when she is down and with that he walks away.
A short while later, Logan is leaning against the railings to the rollercoaster. Amiko comes up to him and he asks if she enjoyed the freaks. She tells him she didn’t go in but she did give the man the money. He tells her she’s a pretty good kid. He puts his arms around her and says he’s getting grumpy in his old age. They start to walk off and he says she still doesn’t have a teddy bear. They go up to a stall and Amiko says it doesn’t matter. He tells her it does and points to a bear and asks how it looks. Logan walks up to the counter and asks the guy how much. The man tells him he has to get one knife dead center and the bear belongs to the little lady.
Logan pays some money and takes a knife. Just then, two people who had been heckling him at the other stall earlier come up behind him. They recognize him and the woman says “it’s the werewolf guy.” The man with her says he looks more like a badger. Logan gets angry and throws the knife at the target board. He misses the center and the stall owner says he will have to go better than that. Another man behind him says a man like him shouldn’t be allowed a knife. Logan throws another knife and it misses the center again. The stall owner commiserates him and then asks who’s next. Logan gets some money out for another try but Amiko says to forget it. The man behind the stall tells him to let someone else have a go, but Logan grabs him by the scruff of the next and forces him to give him another try. He throws another knife and misses yet again. The woman behind him says to her husband she wants to see the freak show, but the man says they are seeing it. The crowd around him starts laughing and Logan turns to the man and says he has a big mouth on him.
Logan is still holding a knife and Amiko grabs his hand and tells him they should go. He angrily pushes her away, causing her to fall backwards into the stall. In a blind rage, he takes the knife and throws it at the board again. The crowd suddenly starts grabbing Logan and pulling him to the floor and attacking him. Logan unsheathes his claws and sends everyone flying. Suddenly, a scream rings out and everyone stops fighting. Logan runs to find Amiko. She is sitting on the floor against the stall and crying. As he goes near her, she runs away.
Later on, Logan is sat at a bar, getting drunk. As he stares into a shot glass, he remembers chasing Amiko across the beach. Eventually, he slumps over holding a drink.
When he wakes up, he finds himself on a beach.


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Logan lies on a barren stretch of sand. As he regains consciousness, ocean waves splash around him. He staggers to his feet and sees a jungle ahead of him. He looks around to find himself standing all alone on a sandy, tropical beach. He looks down at the sand to see the words “get out of this one wiseass!” scrawled in it. Muttering it must be a joke, he starts to walk along the beach and wonders how he got there. He continues to walk along the desolate beach, talking to himself. He says he will have to walk for hours with no food or water until he gets to a European restaurant. At which point everyone will jump out and yell “surprise.” However, what he doesn’t realize is he’s on an island covered in dense forest and no sign of life.
Eventually, he walks so far he comes across the writing in the sand again and realizes he’s back where he started. Sitting on a rock looking out to sea, he figures he’s marooned. He’s on some island in the middle of the Atlantic, judging by the smell of the ocean. He wonders who marooned him there and how they did it. He’s got a mutant healing power, so he can’t be drugged, but he cannot remember anything before waking up on the island. He gets angry and slashes at the sand and says someone will pay. He mutters to himself that it’s too bad his claws aren’t water wings.
He sits on the beach looking at the ocean for a while. Eventually, a seagull flies down and lands on a nearby rock. Logan throws a stone at it but misses. He laments on the fact he’s marooned, starving and now he’s lost his throwing arm. As he stares at the seagull, he imagines it sneering back at him. Suddenly, a stone clips him on the back of the head. He turns to see a small boy in the distance, holding another stone. The boy says he isn’t too controlled. Logan says he’s right if he means his temper at the moment.
He asks the red-headed boy if he lives around there and the boy tells him all his life. Logan asks where that is and the boy throws a stone at him and says the island. Logan starts to get irritated but he is suddenly distracted by some music coming from somewhere. He turns to see where it is coming from as the boy throws another stone. He catches it as he asks if the boy can hear the music. The boy asks what he means and Logan says he can hear music. He heads off towards the jungle and turns to see the boy standing still. The boy looks at the setting sun and then says he’s got to go. With that, he runs off as Logan shouts after him. The boy says “he” comes at night as he runs into the jungle. Logan runs after him but when he gets in the jungle he loses him.
Logan turns around to watch the sun set at an incredible rate. He makes his way through the jungle in the darkness, but ends up tripping over a tree root and becomes angry because he can’t see. He’s supposed to be a hotshot tracker, Logan tells himself. Suddenly, he smells something and realizes it’s water. He runs off and finds a small pool of water in the stump of a fallen tree. As he sips, he hears the music again and realizes it sounds like carnival music.
Logan goes off in search for it, wondering through the jungle. Soon, he hears a crack of a tree branch and stops still. He shouts out, thinking it’s the kid from earlier. No one answers but he continues to hear something in the jungle around him. He unsheathes his claws and says he knows someone’s out there. As he stands in a grassy clearing, he shouts out again for them to come out and fight like a man. He gets irritated, sheathes his claws and begins to wander through the jungle again. Suddenly, a huge hairy monster tears through the undergrowth with its claws and knocks Logan down, tearing the shirt at his shoulder. Logan unsheathes his claws again and rushes at the monster. He dives at where it stood but he finds it gone. He looks around but cannot see it. He says it was all bark and no bite.
Logan tries to get some sleep. He curls up on the floor but is soon woken up again. He hears some strange noises and goes off in search of what’s causing them. Eventually, he sees a large house in the distance. He walks up to it and sees that it’s actually an inn called The Risposte. He enters and sees a jukebox playing the music he heard earlier. He turns to some men sitting at a table and asks if this is what they call music around here. It’s got a good beat to it but you can’t dance. The men stare silently back at him. He tells them it’s just the way he feels about it. He tells them his name is Logan and goes to the bar.
He asks the large man behind the bar if he serves food, but the man stares back at him without saying a word. Logan gets angry and says to the man he was talking to him. The barman smiles the same sinister smile the seagull gave him earlier. The barman tells Logan to hurry causing Logan to ask what he meant. Before he replies, a bottle is thrown at Logan from behind him. It misses him and hits the bottles behind the bar, smashing and spraying alcohol everywhere. He spins around to see who threw it but can’t see anyone. The shoulder which the monster hit earlier suddenly starts bleeding profusely. Logan begins to feel weary and slumps against the bar saying he can’t get his head on straight. The barman simply looks at him and tells him to hurry again. Logan asks what he’s talking about and then looks at his shoulder. It dawns on him he isn’t healing. He drops down to the floor and says he is supposed to heal; he isn’t supposed to die. With that, he falls face down on the floor in a pool of blood as the barman and his customers go about their business.


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Logan lies on the wooden floor of the bar, bleeding to death. He wakes up lying on a beach with waves lapping around him. As he comes to, he assumes the previous day had all been a dream and that he had never left the beach. He stands up and sees that he is right back where he started. A stone smacks him on the side of the head and he turns to see the boy from the previous day laughing at him. The boy asks what he’s doing and Logan replies that he’s dreaming. The boy asks what about and Logan replies it was about a tavern, weird people and him. The boy throws another stone at Logan but Logan catches it. He mutters to himself that it all felt real though. He chucks the stone back to the kid and says that maybe this whole island is a dream including him. He asks the boy what he thinks but the boy points out that it would be a dream too.
Logan looks down to his shoulder to see claws marks slashed across it. He begins to wonder where they came from when the boy starts to run off. Logan yells after him but he says that it’s getting dark. Logan chases after him, trying to get him to stop. Once again, he ends up in the jungle and with the boy gone. He thinks the boy purposefully led him into the woods to get lost, just as the sun sets. He tries to walk back the way he came, claiming his animal sense never let him down. Just as he gets lost again, he hears branches snapping behind him. He sniffs the air and unsheathes his claws. Recognizing the foul, feral smell, he slashes at the undergrowth, trying to find the monster that attacked him the night before. He yells to the monster to stop acting like an amateur and to pick a direction. The boy suddenly appears in the distance and tells him to go a certain way. Logan turns to see where he is pointing and he spots the inn from the previous night. He says he’s been there before but, when he turns to the boy, he’s gone again.
Logan walks up to the inn and hears the familiar carnival music coming from it. He walks in and straight to the bar. He asks the barman if he is going to say it again. Confused, the barman asks what he means. Logan says the last time they spoke, the barman told him to hurry. Then something was thrown over his shoulder and broke against the bottles behind the bar. The barman stares at him and says he thinks Logan has had enough already. Logan sits down and orders a neat scotch. The barman just walks off as Logan yells after him.
A young waitress has been watching the scene and comes over to Logan. She pours Logan his drink and he thanks her. He says that she looks familiar and asks if he has seen her before. She tells him it’s a small island. Logan downs the drink and asks for another. She asks if he’s driving and he tells her she’s funny. He says a mutant like him can’t get drunk. He asks her what the gag is, which causes her to look confused. He downs the second drink and says it’s a small island with no homes and one bar with lousy music. He asks her who the leader of the elaborate game is. She simply stares at him and notes he’s bleeding.
He looks down to his shoulder and asks her if he is being given some kind of drug. Do they want information or is he being brainwashed? The woman comes from behind the bar with a rag. She ties it onto Logan’s arm to stop the bleeding. He winces with pain and she apologizes. She asks if it hurts and he says it does, oddly enough. She asks what he means and he tells her he should have healed up by now. She finishes wrapping his arm and he asks what he owes her. She calls him by his name and tells him it’s on the house. He thanks her and then prompts her to say her name. She doesn’t give it and Logan suddenly twigs he never told her his name. She smiles and they stare at each other for a few second. The tension is disturbed by a loud howl coming from outside.
Logan asks what the sound was but she tells him she didn’t hear anything. She turns to go but he grabs her arm. He says it sounded like the howling of the damned and she didn’t hear anything. When she asks if there was something else he wanted from the bar. He tells her to cut the crap and she says he’s hurting her arm. Suddenly, everything around him changes and he sees himself holding onto Amiko’s arm and her telling him he’s hurting her. He lets go and staggers back, and just as quick everything goes back to normal again.
The waitress asks if he’s alright as he holds his head. He says it must be the booze. He thought he saw his foster daughter for a second. The waitress says she thought he couldn’t get drunk. He sits down on a barstool and tells her he feels cold. He reaches for a bottle of alcohol and asks if that’s the answer. The waitress goes to grab it and they end up touching hands. He says her hand is so warm. He gets up and turns to her and asks who she is. They start to get closer as she is just about to tell him.
A loud scream rings out, which gets Logan’s attention.  No one else responds and he asks what the matter is. A child is being murdered out there. He goes to leave but the waitress blocks the door and tells him the sun has set. Logan pushes past her and goes out into the night. As he rushes through the jungle, strange, goblin-like creatures emerge from the undergrowth. Soon there are dozens of them following Logan. They make a noise that almost sounds like laughter.
Logan hears another scream and he finally comes across the small boy being attacked by the giant hairy monster. He tells the monster to get away from the kid but the monster grins sinisterly instead. Logan says he will ask one more time and says to get away from the kid. With that, he unsheathes his claws and lunges at the monster. The monster stops his with his own long claws and then swipes at Logan. Logan is sent flying backwards into a tree. As he lays there with slash marks across his chest, the goblin creatures make their laughing noises at him.
Logan gets up and looks down at the wound on his chest. The monster smiles back as blood drips off its claws. Logan lunges at it again and once again it blocks him and throws him away. With another injury, Logan looks down to see he isn’t healing. The monster pins the boy on the floor and raises its arm to slash him. Logan dives at it a third time and the monster impales him through the abdomen in mid-air. As Logan lies on the floor, bleeding from his stomach, he wearily says to himself that it must be a dream. The waitress comes up to him and tells him it’s not… it’s all too real.