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Vendetta - Epilogue: Knocking on Heaven’s Door
Wolverine is speaking with the beautiful Atlantean, Amir, about some things that are bothering him.
(flashback)
It’s the aftermath of his battle with the Crusader and Wolverine is attempting to land a plane in a cornfield. People tend to think that, because of his healing factor, he’ll be able to bounce back from anything. That doesn’t mean it takes one hell of a toll on him, though. Particularly when he’s in a plane that turns into a fiery furnace.
Some people think that birth is one of the most traumatic experiences a person goes through, but there’s no reason to think that death isn’t just as lousy. Logan and pain are old friends. Every time he pops his claws he’s slicing through his own flesh. But, that is the pain of the body. This is the pain of the soul. At the point of crashing, memories flood his mind, especially those relating to the women he’s loved including Jean Grey, Silver Fox and Mariko. He doesn’t have a problem with the physical pain, but he does have a problem with the kinda pain that messes with his head.
The worst part of near-death experiences is the light. It’s a cliché, but how does a cliché become a cliché in the first place? Maybe there is no light at all, he figures. Maybe it’s just the way his brain processes something that can’t be processed. He doesn’t know, and it doesn’t really matter. He knows, or can sense, that going into the light means dying for good. But he’s there, as usual, hoping it’ll happen. Each time he expects different. Logan knows he shouldn’t, but he does. He can’t help it. Death is waiting for him, and so is he. After the crash, Logan wakes in a cornfield three hours later, scaring the living daylights out of an F.A.A. body-hauler.
Ten days later, Wolverine prepares to launch himself towards Nitro from a plane carrying soldiers working for the Superhuman Restraint Unit. They catch up with the villain pretty quickly, but Nitro is no amateur. He ignores the bullets and powers up. The whole thing happens in seconds. Wolverine runs for him, but there is no cover and nowhere near enough time to reach him. When Nitro explodes himself, Wolverine is caught in a blaze of fire, which literally burns the skin and flesh from his bones. The pain doesn’t last long, but the pain and agony become another thing altogether.
Logan finds himself once again nearing death. In his dreams he again finds Jean Grey waiting for him, and she is surprised to see him back again so soon. She thought him better than this. He asks what she’s doing there. Jean replies that the answer depends on which ‘here’ he’s referring to. The afterlife… or in his soul? “Either. Both,” replies Logan. He finds himself and Jean running through several times in their lives. Jean tells him that maybe it’s because she is the great love of his life, or because she is the one he most associates with death and resurrection. Maybe it’s just that she’s been there, in this place so many times before, she’s left a piece of herself at the doorstep.
Logan asks if this happens every time. Jean asks what he means. Logan means the conversation they’re having. Do they have it every time this sorta thing happens? Jean asks if, by this sorta thing, he means when his body dies and his soul comes here. Logan responds by asking if she’s going to answer every question with a question. Cryptically, she replies that the answers are the questions. They are their lives. That’s why beyond the portal, that light, lie all the answers. The loves of his life are waiting for him and so is he. So is Lazaer.
Logan comes to and sees Nitro lying nearby. It’s kinda hard not to see him, considering his eyelids haven’t yet grown back. His head is just a skull with eyes that have reformed just enough to focus. Nitro has knocked himself out, apparently. He guesses that generating that level of power takes something out of him. It must have been like that at Stamford, too. It’s fine by Logan as he needs the rest too. His healing factor begins to rebuild him, one cell at a time. This part always takes the longest - healing the infrastructure like the cells, the neurons and the microscopic $#!%.
When Nitro finally get to his feet, Logan plays possum and lets his healing factor do its work. It takes a while for his eardrums to grow back, but he hears Nitro gloat that, for those with a scorecard, it goes like this. He’s taken out Captain Marvel, the New Warriors and now the world’s best argument for body-waxing. It’s his idea of a hat trick.
Logan remains motionless, as his nervous system knits itself together. The circulatory system comes after that, and once the pipe is laid, the stuff that grows back in a regular person such as hair, skin and muscle comes back nice and fast.
Soon, things happen quickly. Logan is standing over Nitro, having just whipped his butt. He is then asking the three Atlanteans who they are working for. He is then confronted by the Sub-Mariner and finds himself donning Iron Man’s suit to venture to Atlantis. Later, a meeting with Forge leads to a battle with armored guards working for Water Declun, the CEO of Damage Control. From there, he faces the Sentry in battle and loses, only to escape from S.H.I.E.L.D. custody soon after in order to inflict justice on Declun. On the way, he falls from the helicarrier and once again finds himself at death’s door.
Once again Lazaer is there to greet him. He is wearing a long cloak and carrying a broadsword. He tries to kill Logan and pull him into the abyss. Not that Logan blames him. After all, he’s the one that killed him. This is payback for Lazaer. There was a time when Lazaer wouldn’t be waiting for him there, in purgatory, but lately he’s been showing up more and more. They fight a ferocious battle, claws against sword, and Wolverine once again emerges the victor when he pops his claws through Lazaer’s skull. It’s a good job too, because, if Lazaer wins, Logan dies. If Logan wins, he goes back. Of course, that means that winning means never going into the light and never going there means never seeing any of his loves. So even when he wins, he loses.
(present)
“That’s sad,” exclaims Amir, as she sits up in bed, “But why tell me?” She wonders if it’s because he wants to explain why he can’t allow himself to become attached. “So that I won’t be?” she adds as she cuddles up to him. She then dresses herself and informs him that he needn’t worry. Atlanteans don’t have the same hang-ons humans do when it comes to physical intimacy. Sex can be just about the physical so he needn’t worry. Logan replies that he wasn’t, as she transforms back into her blue form using a similar injection to the one she uses to become flesh-colored. She leans in to him and asks why he tells her his secrets. Logan doesn’t really know. Maybe it’s because he’s feeling like lately, he’s gotta tell someone. Amir tells him he was right. What he experiences each time his body dies… it takes a toll. Does he know why? Does he know why his soul cannot go to its final rest? Logan pauses before replying that he knows why, but that’s one secret he’s not quite ready to give up yet.


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Better to Give
Wolverine is in New York City at the behest of Kitty Pryde. She figured that, as he was in New York anyway, he might as well pick up some presents for her. He isn’t happy about having to do this. In Lacy’s Department Store, a young woman wearing a Christmas outfit approaches him and asks if he’d like to try a scent called Sex Panther. She stumbles over her words when he turns to look at her, and leans into him. “You… are an extremely attractive man.” Logan replies that he’s killed less terrifying things than her, but as he speaks he inadvertently knocks a woman standing behind him.
The woman, short, blonde and bespectacled, calls him an idiot, and a bruiser named Pinter steps between them, reaching into his jacket pocket as if to grab a firearm. Flanked by several other guards, he warns Logan to back away from Miss Lexington, and calls him warthog boy in the process. Logan remains calm, despite the insult, and when the perfume girl asks if he’s doing anything later, he opts to turn and leave. As he walks, he thinks about doing something to Kitty - slow and painful.
Miss Lexington complains that there was no need for Pinter to overreact like that, but he reminds her that her father pays him a lot of money to protect the spoiled anorexic hide of Miss Toulouse Lexington, so protect it he will. Miss Lexington jabs her finger at him and says that he’d be out of a job fast if her father knew how he spoke to her. Pinter replies that if that were the case, her father would actually have to talk to her. He immediately regrets saying that, and apologizes, but Toulouse wants to forget it. They’ll go see the fat drunk getting paid to be Santa and get this farce over with. Her father paid for this trip, and they all know how important money is to him. As they depart, a man dressed as an elf sporting a goatee says that he’s seen exactly what he wants for Christmas.
The security guards flank Toulouse as they approach Santa’s grotto. He wishes them a dispiriting corporate welcome, as he’s being paid by her father. As she banters with Santa, an elf standing nearby reaches into a red sack and pulls out two automatic weapons. He grins and opens fire, taking down several security guards. Pinter leaps at him, knocking him over. Meanwhile, Santa grabs Toulouse from behind and two more elves emerge carrying weapons. She screams for him to let go as the elves chase after Pinter. He sees them coming and lays down pistol fire as he grabs the first elf again and pushes them both down Santa’s chute.
With four bodyguards down, the guy with the goatee, Cave, tells his miniscule followers that it went fairly well. He’d have preferred them all dead but, as time is of the essence, he places an armored jacket around Toulouse Lexington’s shoulders. Barry calls on the radio for everyone to move on all positions.
More elves block the exits to Lacy’s, knocking out a guard in the process. Many of the shoppers are trapped inside, and Cave says he intends on killing them all. He introduces himself and his followers to Toulouse as Black Christmess. They’re a kind of death cult. He informs her that the harness she wears is filled with plastic explosive, and the remote he carries will ensure that, if she tries to run away, she goes boom.
Meanwhile, Pinter is on the run through the store, pursued by several armed elves. One guy radios to Justin, informing him that Pinter looks like he’ll be searching for a ground exit. Justin replies that he and his men are in position, and they wait for Pinter with guns at the ready. Pinter makes his way down a dark staircase before stopping to catch his breath. He is annoyed at himself for running, but tells himself that he can do this. He used to do this once upon a time. He’s paid to protect Toulouse, so protect her he will. He turns the handle on an exit door and opens it to find Wolverine standing over the elves that were awaiting him. They are all dead or unconscious. Logan quips that it feels weird fighting people smaller than him. He likes it.
Cave grabs the store’s public address system microphone and decides to talk to the stunned shoppers. He explains who he and his crew are and berates them for turning Christmas from the most holy of holidays into nothing more than a celebration for the dollar. As Jesus says, he adds, “My father’s house shall be called a house of prayer, but you have turned it into a den of thieves.” He wants to remind the world what the true meaning of Christmas is. They are about to become a global signal - a sacrifice for change.
Wolverine listens carefully. He figures that he can’t even shop in New York without a messianic nut job getting in his way. Pinter isn’t sure that he is, but Wolverine says, “Whatever.” He’ll have the place back to normal in half an hour. The public address system kicks in again, with Cave informing the shoppers that his brothers have placed high explosives throughout the store. Soon they shall all die together. “Maybe longer,” adds Logan.
Cave continues his oration to the shoppers, as a forlorn Toulouse Lexington hangs her head. Meanwhile, two of his elves are setting up one of the bombs in part of the store. They’re running a little late, but the guy setting the timer doesn’t want to be distracted. He is distracted moments later, as Wolverine strikes with his claws extended.
Pinter takes a look at the device and wonders how many more are hidden around the store. They can’t deal with the bomb. They need an expert. He ponders getting the NYPD bomb disposal guys, but Wolverine has other ideas. He slices the wires, detonating the bomb. It hurls him across the room but doesn’t harm him much. He explains that it’s just powerful enough to scare people but it’ll do no real damage. They’re setting up a misdirection. Logan grins. “So… warthog boy… tell me again about the girl.”
Elsewhere, Toulouse is giving Cave a mouthful of expletives. Black Christmess? she asks, incredulously. Cave, brandishing a pistol, admits that he’s appalling. She asks why he doesn’t just admit that this is just a sleazy attempt to get ransom money from her father. Cave says he thought it was obvious. “Because I want to get away with it,” he yells. He wants the fine things that her daddy gives her every day. He wants to win for once in a while. This is his chance. He knew from the moment that the store Santa tipped him off about her little visit. He also knew the moment they started shooting that half the NYPD would show up to save her. They’d never get her out of the store alive. It would have been like Butch and Sundance all over again. So, he came up with this clever little Plan B.
Toulouse warns him that Pinter will stop him. “Your tired old bodyguard?” he enquires, adding that he ran away as fast as his portly legs could carry him. His pay slip didn’t cover him getting killed. He tells her that this is an important life lesson. Everyone, including her father has one motto, whether it’s Christmas or any other day. “What’s… in… it… for… me?” He tells Toulouse that people are scum, and that no one’s really selfless. The timers are set and confusion is about to reign. He picks up a Santa’s outfit and orders her to wear it. They’re getting her out of there, ‘cos no one’s coming for her.
Meanwhile, Pinter and Wolverine wade through Cave’s elves. Logan slashes their weapons with his claws, whilst Pinter does it the old fashioned way - pistol-whipping anyone he can get near. When they have been dealt with, they head for the main stairwell, but as they run they hear the bombs going off. Wolverine reminds Pinter that they’re simply distractions. They’re trying to scare people. “They don’t want to blow up the…” His sentence is interrupted by a huge explosion that tears the entire top floor of Lacy’s apart. This isn’t good, feels Logan.
Two villains wearing Santa outfits wait at the exit doors and open them when the panicking people inside rush toward them. Outside, the officer in charge orders his men to hold their fire as he sees everyone approaching. The doors open and dozens of people pour out of the store, causing Wolverine to grab Pinter and push him to safety. The officer in charge grabs a megaphone and asks those running to remain calm. His colleague tells him that there’s no chance of that happening, and if the bad guys are in the crowd, there’s no hope of catching them. Inside Lacy’s, Pinter figures that they’re gone. They’ll never find Toulouse now. They’ve lost her. Wolverine has other ideas.
Outside in the snow, Cave and Toulouse find their way to a quiet street. Cave gloats that their authorities-avoiding exodus is over. They’ve reached the Promised Land. They arrive at a large Christmas tree where several other guys also appear in Santa costumes. Seven of them have survived, so far. He asks the store’s Santa if they were followed. He assures Cave that they weren’t, and Cave spreads his arms out wide. “I did it. I actually did it,” he exclaims. He turns to his men and tells them that they called him a loser; that he’d never amount to anything. They were wrong. In a city with Avengers, Fantastic Fours and Spider-Men, he’s just showed that an ordinary Joe can still pull off a kidnap scam and get away with it. “I tell you, boys: this is the American dream, right here.
Cave turns his attentions to Toulouse Lexington. Grinning at his victory, he figures that he’s now going to get his reward as he’s going to take her to the safehouse, phone her daddy and watch the Benjamin’s roll in. He asks what she thinks of Manhattan’s newest millionaire. “What you think of them apples?” Toulouse raises her knee swiftly and Cave lets out a gasp of air. “I think their bag just split,” she replies, before making a run for it.
Cave calls after her, reminding her that the harness she wears contains explosives. He suggests that she stop running and gets her skinny ass back there. Toulouse sniffs, and tells him that she wants her father. As she tries to pick herself up, Pinter arrives with Wolverine and assures her that it’s going to be okay. Cave’s face drops when he sees them. He can’t believe that they found him. Wolverine replies that it’s amazing how strong certain perfumes are. He can smell them from blocks away, even when they’re accidentally sprayed on a girl’s glasses. He tells Cave’s men that he figures they know who he is. He has no stomach to rip out the guts of seven Santa’s on Christmas Eve, but he will. So, if they want to live, they should drop their weapons. Sensibly they do, but Cave doubles over and holds his stomach.
Wolverine warns him that, whatever he’s got hidden there, he’s got two seconds to let it go if he wants to see in the New Year. Toulouse screams that he’s got a bomb, and Cave pulls out a remote control device and clicks it. A ten-second timer begins to count down on the bomb wrapped around Toulouse. She starts to cry as she realizes these may be her final moments, but as she looks up at one of the angelic statues near the Christmas tree, Wolverine’s silhouette fills her vision.
He slashes at the straps holding the bomb to her and grabs the device. He then turns with it clutched to his chest and walks away. The bomb then explodes, causing Toulouse to cover her eyes. Wolverine lands on his back, with his torso ripped apart and blood splattered across the road. “Merry Christmas,” he whispers.


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First story: First Blood (Evolution chapter one)
Second story: Puny Little Man
First story:
(Logan’s memories)
A particularly hairy figure, possibly Logan or an ancestor of his, stands high on a rock, watching the action down below. A savage tribe of strange creatures is fighting another, and also taking down a ferocious Sabretooth tiger. They are called The Lupine, though he doesn’t recall exactly how he knows that. Logan is having difficulty deciding if this is a memory, a dream… a flashback? Recently, he has come by a whole load of memories that had been lost to him for many years. If what he sees is real, then this memory, or whatever it is, is important. For the life of him, he doesn’t know why.
He concentrates on two fighting beasts, one black and one blonde, which he’s named Pup and Blondie. This memory has been going on long enough that he’s actually given them names. He watches as Pup strikes Blondie a fatal blow to the chest. Logan can’t understand their grunts and growls, but he doesn’t need a translator to know a murder when he sees it. He knows he can’t worry about this now. He has his own Sabretooth to worry about.
(present - Westchester County)
Wolverine stands on a small cliff side, looking down at the entrance to the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. He thinks about how the problem being the best at what you do, is that there’s always someone out there who thinks they can do it better. As he strolls purposefully towards the door, he recalls how there used to be lots of people like him – mutants. No more. Now there’s just a handful left, and most of them live there at the mansion. The lights almost went out for homo superior. He thinks about the term. ‘Superior… right.’
He uses one of his adamantium claws to pop open the lock and enters the mansion. Inside, he finds Rogue standing there, as if on sentry duty. She’s in charge, and she knows why Logan is there. Logan tells her that it’s nothing to do with her. If she wants to make it between themselves, she can choose a different night. Rogue knows him well enough to leave him alone.
Wolverine makes his way to a room where Sabretooth is reclining; a drink in one hand and the Spice Channel on television. Wolverine wastes no time in telling him to get up. Creed asks why he would do that, but Wolverine reiterates his request. With Creed’s failure to do as asked, he is soon defenestrated, landing on the soft grass outside the mansion. Logan then somersaults through the broken window and lands feet away from Sabretooth who’s pretty angry by now. He informs Logan that he lives at the mansion now. He’s protected. Logan snikts his claws. He knows full well that Creed is a killer. He admits to himself that he’s also a killer, too, only he doesn’t enjoy it like Creed does. This time, however, though he’ll hate himself in the morning, he’s going to enjoy himself.
The two of them go at it, claws at the ready. They both take slices out of each other, but their respective healing factors clean up the minor damage quickly. As they tussle, Creed asks Logan how many times they’ve danced this dance. How many times has he left him for dead? Logan thrusts his claws into Creed’s shoulder and replies that, if he’s ever left him for dead, and he ain’t dead, then he’s never done the job right. Creed throws Wolverine backwards and says he’s going to rectify that tonight. Tonight, Wolverine’s gonna die!
Wolverine flips back towards him, using his legs to slam Sabretooth against a tree. He swipes at the larger man, but misses, and Creed grabs Logan’s head and smashes it into the tree instead. Blood splatters from his face and Creed follows up by clamping his huge hands around Logan’s neck. He lifts him clean off the ground and taunts him about the fact that, if the X-Men now have him on their team, what do they need Wolverine for? Logan begins to pass out from asphyxiation, and his mind wanders back in time to a small cabin in a snow-covered wilderness.
(Logan’s memories - Mount Logan)
Logan walks bare-chested through the snow carrying a pile of wood for the fire. He wonders why he’s having this memory in particular. There aren’t many times in his life that he can call happy, but this is one of them. A snowball hits him on the back of his head and he turns to smile at its thrower. Silver Fox is standing there, wearing Logan’s boots and a coat. When Logan asks if she’s naked under it, she tells him that’s for her to know and him to find out. Logan drops the logs and embraces her in a passionate kiss. As they lock lips, Sabretooth watches them from a raised position nearby, nonchalantly monitoring them, hands in pockets.
The hairs on Logan’s neck stand up, and he knows that he is there, yet he does nothing. With him standing there downwind, he knew he was there… watching. Maybe he knew, and wanted Creed to know what he had and what he didn’t have. Logan was arrogant to think he wouldn’t act on it. Returning to the cabin one night, he opens the door to discover Silver Fox almost naked, seemingly dead, and with Happy Birthday scrawled on the wall in her blood. Has he suppressed this memory, he wonders; the memory that in some way he may have been responsible for Silver Fox’s death?
Later, Logan carries Silver Fox’s body into town and attacks Creed in a bar. Logan is rightly furious. Creed killed Silver Fox. There is no doubt about it. His scent is everywhere. The two men fight a brutal fight, but Creed manages to overcome his smaller and more inexperienced opponent. Sometimes, thinks Logan, a man who has never been beaten down starts to believe he can’t be beaten down. That’s when a man, no matter how just his cause and how righteous his thinking, has lost. That’s what happens to him. As he lies on the floor, Creed utters the Latin phrase, ‘Quod sum eris.”
(present)
Creed asks Logan what he just said. Logan cricks his neck back into place, rather painfully, and asks what Creed meant by the phrase. Creed is surprised by the question, wondering why he’s asking now, after all these years. He tells Logan he can go to hell, but Logan replies that he’s been there, and he has a feeling they’re gonna be sharing a room together down there sometime.
Logan swipes at Creed, asking why that is. He slashes his face with his claws, adding that Creed isn’t his father or brother or clone. Why is it that they can’t seem to get rid of each other? As Creed misses Logan, who leaps over his attack, he tells Logan that he still doesn’t get it. He has all his memories back, except he can’t remember the one thing that would explain it all. He then digs his claws into Logan’s chest and he growls in pain.
Creed informs him that it’s Latin. Quod sum eris means ‘I am what you will be.’ “No matter where you go, no matter what you do or don’t do, it can’t be stopped. You are going to become… me.” Logan replies that he’s insane, and that their conversation is over. He places his hands underneath Sabretooth’s jaw, but Creed warns him that if he pops the claws, he’ll tear his heart out. “Ok,” replies Logan. “Let ‘er rip.”
Second story:
(flashback)
With his memories restored, Wolverine recalls his first fight with the Incredible Hulk, back when he wore a yellow costume and worked for Canada’s Alpha Flight. He’s sure he’s told this story dozens of times, and each time it’s different because he remembers something different about it.
This is where it all started for Wolverine. He was in thick with Department H and owed Heather and James Hudson big time. They took him in when nobody else would have, or should have. He had to practically beg Heather to take the stupid whiskers off his cowl, like wearing a cowl wasn’t embarrassing enough anyway.
Back then, somebody thought it was a good idea for Canada to have a super team, and Alpha Flight was the result. Logan didn’t think he needed a mask then. He didn’t know who he was, never mind anyone else. He thought it strange that they wanted to make him a superhero after everything he’d been through, and he was the one they called psychotic? He wasn’t that impressed with his moniker, either - The Wolverine. The Wolverine… as if there he might be confused with another. The dialogue he came out with during that first fight was partly what the Canucks had put into his mouth. Mind you, it doesn’t really matter who he works for: Canada, Xavier, S.H.I.E.L.D. or Weapon X. There’s always some jackass making him say something he normally wouldn’t.
As he remembers the fight with the Hulk, he wonders which was the crazy part. Was it that he thought he could actually take down the Hulk, or that he wasn’t afraid to try? As he recalls being grabbed by the Hulk’s massive firsts, his memories suddenly change. Instead of the yellow costume, he appears in a more modern-looking black and gold costume, being ripped in two by the green giant.
(present)
Wolverine sits up with a start. Was that a dream? A memory? Sometimes he can’t tell the difference. But, he thinks, what the hell was that uniform? As he wanders across the snow-covered wilderness, he mutters, “I hate Canada…”


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Déjà vu (Evolution chapter two)
(Logan’s memories)
Logan dreams of a time long ago, or is it a dream? He sees Pup, a member of a tribe called the Lupine, brandishing a Sabretooth’s fang, which he uses as a slashing weapon. Pup tears through a tribe of early men, and stands before a fire, looking as if he hasn’t witnessed such a thing before. Logan doesn’t know exactly when all this takes place, or even why he knows about it. He figures he’s remembering this because, for maybe the first time in his life, he can remember all of it.
The strange thing is, Logan can actually feel the fire as Pup touches it. Pup screams as the flames rip at his fur and skin. He reels backwards and falls to the ground in agony. As he writhes around, a large hand grabs him and pulls him away from the fire. He is dragged to a small stream, where he is dunked under the water to extinguish the flame. His rescuer is bigger than Pup; more dangerous. Logan wonders who it can be. Why does he know this happened? In the jigsaw of his life, he’s not sure why these are pieces. He’s not even sure what the puzzle looks like. The larger figure leaves Pup at the side of the stream to recover.
(present)
Logan wakes up after a brutal fight with Sabretooth. The last thing he knew, he’d been stabbed in the chest, and was about to pop his claw into Sabretooth’s throat… again. Now, he finds himself shackled in chains to the roof of the fuselage one of the X-Men’s Blackbirds, which is currently in-flight. Given his current situation, he figures that Sabretooth woke up from their battle first.
He rips apart the chains and slashes his way through the body of the ship onto its roof. Despite the fact that the plane is moving at high speeds, he makes his way to the cockpit and smashes his adamantium claws through the glass. “Creed!” he bellows as he climbs inside, “We ain’t done yet.” Sabretooth gets up quickly from his seat and replies that they ain’t even started. Their fight continues as the Blackbird heads towards a rocky stretch of desert. The computer warns them that, given its current trajectory, impact will be in twenty seconds.
Logan uses one of his chains to throttle Sabretooth and pulls on it, causing Creed a great deal of pain. He asks Sabretooth how he knew how to pilot the Blackbird. There’s no way he should know how to do that. There’s no way he got him, the plane, all of this without help. He demands to know where he’s been taken, and for whom. He threatens to rip Creed’s head off if he doesn’t reply. The computer gives them ten seconds to impact, and Logan knows this is gonna hurt real bad. “If we live through this, you’re dead,” threatens Creed.
A massive explosion lights up the sky as the Blackbird explodes. Fire burns white hot as soon, two figures emerge from the devastation. Logan has his claws out ready, as he and Sabretooth head towards each other, both on fire. It’s agony for both, but they are determined men. They slash at each other, with Wolverine thinking about how, for years, he struggled with what some folks called his ‘berserker rage.’ His thoughts go to animal at moments like this, but mostly he now has it under control. However, it’s always there, right at the edge of darkness, where his eyesight turns blood-red.
As their bodies begin knitting themselves together again, they try their damnedest to cause each other more damage. Logan’s thoughts turn, inexplicably, to when Sabretooth was a ‘guest’ at the institute. It’s strange as Logan wasn’t even there when this happened. Meltdown cared for Creed then, and got suckered well and truly. Sabretooth had everyone believing that he was all sweet and nice after Logan popped a claw into his brain. Creed played them, particularly Tabitha, and Psylocke almost paid for this with her life. Thinking about how Creed is once more back in the mansion, he recalls the old adage that when you don’t learn from history, you repeat the mistakes. Why is this in his head right now?
“Logan warned us about you,” remarks Psylocke, as she goes head to head with Sabretooth. Logan knows that this is what happened, but it’s not what Psylocke said. The memories become tangled up as he recalls the moment when Betsy’s glow failed to do what it should have done. As Sabretooth delivers the crucial blow, Logan reaches out for him in his dream, only for his arm to go straight through Sabretooth’s intangible body. Logan doesn’t want to be responsible for what Creed does this time around.
As he comes out of his dream, Sabretooth hits him hard, but the two are separated by an electrical bolt that comes from above. No, thinks Logan. Not now. Not her. Storm floats towards the two pugilists and warns them, “You are both going to have to learn… you cannot kill one another without killing yourselves!”


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Blood on the Wind (Evolution chapter three)
(Logan’s memories)
Logan is kinda dreaming again; remembering things that he doesn’t feel he should be remembering. This time, his thoughts turn to a battlefield. He no longer has the Lupine on his mind, but instead recalls the first time he smelled blood.
You never forget that first time,  he thinks. Blood is darker than you think, not like the bright red they splash around in the movies. It’s thick, more like molasses. There’s also a horrible warmth that comes from spilling out of the human body. Logan knows why so many soldiers go crazy when they come home from war. The smell of blood continues to haunt you and change you. Welcome to Logan’s world.
The battle sees a ferocious army on the rampage, led by a captain astride an armored elephant. Two soldiers - one dark-haired and the other blond, but both almost resembling Logan, flank him on elephants of their own. The shadowed leader of this army tells his soldiers that the spoils go to the one who kills the most. Logan’s memories so far have been kind of prehistoric, but now they come with armor, weapons… organized warfare. The leader always stays in the shadows. He figures big into what’s happening to Logan, or maybe into the why of it all.
The soldiers fight and kill all the way into the night. The smell of blood is so strong that Logan wants to wake up and retch. Are you supposed to smell blood in a dream? Or a memory? At the fight’s end, the leader has the dark-haired and the blond soldier stand before him. He counts their kills as even. The dark one suddenly lashes out with his sword, beheading the blond one. “Count again,” he snarls. How’s about in a nightmare? thinks Logan.
(present)
Logan wakes to find himself in Wakanda. He is in uniform, standing beside the Black Panther, and staring into a face he hates nearly as much as his own: Creed! Creed is shackled, and Logan tells him that it’s the Black Panther’s house so it’s his rules. Creed says this ain’t right. He warns T’Challa that, when he gets free, he’s gonna come for him.
Storm cuts him off as he speaks, informing Creed that he and Logan are guests in Wakanda, and she can make their stay as pleasant or unpleasant as they can imagine. She is about to inform them about how, several days ago, a team of archaeologists discovered something, but she is broken off when Creed breaks free of his shackles and murders two guards by tearing out their throats. He then ups and runs, hoping one of them is dumb enough to follow him. Wolverine is ready to do just that, but Storm asks him to wait. Her husband can handle this.
The Black Panther leaps after Sabretooth, away from the confines of the futuristic city and into the forest. As he departs, Logan recalls that when he heard that Ororo was fixing to get married, his heart sank a little. This isn’t because he figured they had any kind of future, but a girl like her only comes around once in a man’s lifetime. If she ain’t yours, the least you can do is hope she picks well. Watching the Black Panther rush into action, Logan figures she did.
Logan can’t figure out where Sabretooth thinks he’s going. The city is walled and, even if he manages to get over that, he’ll still be in the heart of Africa. Creed runs quickly, but he can hear T’Challa moving nearby. He doesn’t think anyone can be as quick as that, and thinks he’s seeing things. He leaps over the remains of a long dead animal and finds himself in some kind of animal graveyard.
Meanwhile, Logan starts to add things up, going back to Creed stealing the Blackbird and taking Logan with him instead of just killing him. Creed was arranging some kind of meet, and Logan figures he’s gotta have someone out there to yank him out of Wakanda. But who has that kind of pull? Magneto? Xavier? Has T’Challa got a piece of it?
Creed lands and asks himself what the @#%% he’s found himself in. T’Challa appears behind him and informs him that it’s the last place he’ll see… today. He elbows Sabretooth in the face, causing blood to spurt from his chin. He punches Creed hard in the face and tells him that the security guards he killed had wives and children. When he speaks to them tonight, he’ll tell them that Creed is going to pay for his crimes. Creed retaliates by slashing the Black Panther across the chest. He asks T’Challa to try not to bleed all over their carpet. T’Challa lands another punch, wondering if Logan is right after all. Maybe he should leave him for the other animals to feast on. “No such luck,” replies Creed, as his arm shoots up and his fingers grab T’Challa by the throat.
Back in the city, Wolverine tells Storm to get him out there. Ororo tries to tell him that her husband will deal with it, but Logan isn’t asking - not if she wants to see herself as a widow. Ororo does as she is asked. She won’t take @#$% from anybody, least of all a squirt like Logan, but she understands that Logan knows Creed best. She uses her power to generate a wind to take her and Logan into the skies, delivering him quickly to their destination. Logan sees the bones below and asks what the place is. Ororo replies that it’s an elephant graveyard. It is the archaeological dig they wished to show him; though not under these circumstances. She adds that the Wakandans theorize that the dig is in such pristine condition due to the vibranium in the soil, absorbing any disturbance to the remains. He quips that she should open a pet cemetery. She’d make a fortune.
He asks Ororo to drop him. Ororo doesn’t see anything, but Logan can smell his targets. As he drops, he snikts his claws and slashes as he lands. In one swift, fluid motion, the hand that Creed is throttling T’Challa with is sliced clean off at the wrist. T’Challa tells Wolverine that his actions were unnecessary. His life was never in jeopardy. Logan asks Creed if he still wants to keep going, but Creed doesn’t respond; instead clutching his bleeding wrist. “Look, I’ve done it before and I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” he warns. Ororo asks what he’s done before.
(flashback, Tokyo)
Logan recalls the first time he ever heard about Creed… a long time ago. He is bumming around Tokyo, running from whatever personal demons he has on him at the time, when he gets picked up by The Hand. He is bound and forced to kneel before their leader, who tells Logan that his men said he put up quite a struggle. He informs Logan that a gaijin has been taking the lives of women who work for him. Logan has heard of the streetwalkers.
When Logan asks what it’s got to do with him, the man informs him that his sources say the culprit is a special individual, just like Logan. Logan doesn’t know what they’re talking about. The man asks his men to stand him up, cut him loose and give him a sword. Logan asks him if he wants him to clean up his mess. The man would like to think of it as a favor for sparing Logan’s life. Logan tells him that his Japanese accent stinks. Is it an Italian accent?
He never finds out. He is released and forced to go after the murderer, lest his own life be forfeit. He finds Creed about to off yet another victim. The first time he lays eyes on Creed, he thinks he’s some kind of animal. It’s probably what people think when they first see him. The encounter isn’t made any better by the fact that he doesn’t smell like any animal Logan has encountered. He smells more like… him.
Creed notices him and warns him that he has no idea who he’s dealing with. Logan doesn’t care and immediately takes a swipe at Creed with his sword. The blade cuts straight through Creed’s right hand and, as Creed turns away, clutching his bleeding stump, Logan tries to comfort the woman. She cries for help, not realizing in her panic that Logan is there to help her. Creed tells Logan that he should have listened to him the first time. Holding his severed hand in the other, he reiterates that Logan really has no idea who he is dealing with, and doesn’t know why he’s made it his business to get into his. He shoves his hand back onto his wrist with a schlulugsh sound. He then warns Logan that what he does know is that there’ll be plenty of payback.
(present, Wakanda)
Creed smiles as he tells Logan how he’s made good on that call. Silver Fox, Psylocke and sweet Jenny. Before he leaves town, he’ll gut the little weather goddess, too. Wolverine snikts his claws and prepares to slice right through Creed. Ororo tells him that she won’t stop him if he wishes to take Creed’s life. His participation in the near extinction of the Morlocks is reason enough for her. However, before he executes him, doesn’t Logan want to know why they brought him to Wakanda? T’Challa tells Logan that the answer is right at his feet. Logan then realizes that the elephant graveyard and its surroundings are exactly the way they were in his dream.


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Wake the Dead (Evolution chapter five)
(Logan’s memories, 1942)
In a windswept, snow-covered region of the Italian Alps, Captain America stormed into a hail of gunfire coming from the Nazi enemy. Holding his shield high, he warned them that they were wasting their bullets, and that it wasn’t that easy to kill freedom. It seemed that Logan has been holding them off by himself for a while, and he was pleased for the belated backup; though he’d never say it. Logan used his sword to slash his way through the opposition, making his way to their commanding officer.
Logan and Cap knocked around more than a few times during World War II. In the Italian Alps, the Nazis and Italian Fascists were in bed together. All Logan knew was that he and Cap were close to the border, but for the life of him he doesn’t remember this particular battle. Why is that? Why is it currently playing in the drive-in theater of his head?
Logan ordered Cap to get the accompanying tank off the road while he went after the main man. He loved ordering Captain America around. That was a special kind of fun. He found the C.O. and smashed him in the face. When down, he reached for the man’s scarf and yanked it off. He hoped the man spoke English, because he wasn’t going to repeat himself. “Tell your men to stand down, or I cut your @#%% off,” he demanded. “You’ll do no such thing,” came the reply, as Wild Child’s face appeared from beneath the scarf. “In fact, you won’t even remember today until he wants you to.” Seeing Wild Child’s fangs, Logan asked what kind of freak he was. Wild Child replied that he was the same kind of freak as him, and called him by his name. This surprised Logan. This was years before he actually met Kyle Gibney.
A grenade explosion brought their conversation to a sudden halt, and Logan was thrown backwards. Even over the sound of that, Logan could hear Cap. It was important to Cap that his men could catch his voice in battle. That’s just the way he was. How come he can remember that part, but not Wild Child? And, what did he mean that he wouldn’t remember until ‘he’ wanted him to? Again, Logan heard the ‘Quod sum eris,” being repeated as he blacked out, only to wake up to Sasquatch’s voice.
(present)
Sasquatch tells him to wake up, as they’re landing. Wolverine sits up quickly and asks where the hell they are. He’s annoyed that he’s woken up before seeing the face of the guy behind all this. Langowski asks him to relax. He’s with friends. They’ve just entered Canadian airspace on board T’Challa’s private jet. He’s going home. Logan replies that it ain’t his home anymore. He tells Sasquatch to drag his stinking carcass out of his face, but Sasquatch grins and says, “Ooo… tough guy. We’re very intimidated, aren’t we girls?” Feral, Thornn and Wolfsbane raise their glasses and happily agree that they are.
It doesn’t take a guy with Logan’s abilities to smell the schnapps. He should have known right then, this was going to get messy. This had all come about after he was a guest of the Black Panther and Storm in Wakanda. They wanted him and Sabretooth to hear their theories about how they all came from dogs, or something. Sabretooth got loose, killed a few folks and escaped like he has a million other times. Only this time he had help.
Wild Child had also shown up, only faster and smarter than Logan remembered. That includes 1942. The next thing he knew he encountered Sasquatch, Thornn, Feral and Wolfsbane. They told him it was all about the Weapon X Project, so off to Canada they went.
Their craft lands at the Weapon X facility. Logan knows that every time he goes there, he leaves with more questions than answers. He tells Langowski that he must have pulled some strings high up to have cleared airspace and unescorted access. He hopes it’s worth it. Sasquatch replies that the place should be in lockdown. And, they aren’t supposed to be unescorted. Something is very wrong.
Wolverine tells the group to return to the jet. He’ll handle things inside. Feral rhetorically asks her sister who died and made Logan boss, but Sasquatch agrees that they should stay put. Wolfsbane asks him when they are going to tell him. He replies that they’ll do that when the time is right. Wolfsbane doesn’t feel right sending him inside without a warning. The headstrong Feral decides to head to where the action is, and Sasquatch reminds her to be careful.
As they disappear, Sasquatch senses something nearby, but he is still caught unawares when Wild Child leaps at him, slashing him across the throat. He then grabs him by the hair on his head and delivers further punishment. “No more warnings,” says Wild Child, as the white snow becomes blood red.
Inside the facility, Wolverine makes his way further in and notes that there’s been some new tech since last time he crashed the place. He smells the chemicals that he can never forget. On a long list of things he hates, this place is right near the top. He then receives a brief flashback to the time he spent at the facility, many years ago. He sees the Professor, as if looking at him from within a tank. Feral is now behind him and asks if there’s anything wrong. Wolverine orders her back to the jet, but Feral isn’t to be told what to do.
Another flashback, and the Professor appears again, only this time Logan can make out a much larger shape behind him. He again orders Feral to leave, but she reminds him that she was a member of X-Force. She didn’t like taking orders from Cable and… Wolverine cuts her off and tells Feral that it’s her funeral. He is looking at Sabretooth, only he’s inside a tank filled with green fluid. Cables are attached to several parts of his body and he appears to be unconscious. Feral asks who would do this to him.
Wolverine is about to reply, but is then reminded about something that’s been niggling him. He asks if she and her sister aren’t supposed to be depowered mutants. Feral isn’t really sure. She and her sister were living in New York, trying to get by, and then a few weeks of their lives went missing. Logan knows how that feels. Somebody has gone to a lot of trouble to truss up Creed like a Christmas goose. He wants to carve him up while he has the chance.
Logan snikts his claws and prepares to strike but, before he does so, Sabretooth wakes up and crashes out of the tank with a fearsome roar. “Oh @#%$!” remarks Logan as Creed slashes his throat. Logan just has time to order Feral to run before he falls, but Feral has other ideas. She leaps onto Sabretooth and digs her claws in. Wolverine recognizes that Creed’s humanity has been stripped away. He’s now fighting the beast. Several plug-ins in Creed’s skin remain.
He plunges his claws through Creed’s chest, and they emerge out of his back with a splash of blood. He warns Creed that he’s killing him, but he’ll consider making it quick if Creed tells him how he made it out of Wakanda. Logan knows first hand what Weapon X can do to you, but this is extreme, even for them. There is no verbal response from Sabretooth and, instead, he grabs Wolverine’s and head butts him painfully. He then plunges his fingers into Wolverine’s eyes, causing him to drop to his knees in agony. Creed then lashes out and smashes him down. Creed is lost in his madness, and Logan knows that he must remain conscious or he’ll kill Feral and the others.
(flashback)
Logan then disappears into his memories once again. He is in the tank at Weapon X, and being watched by the Professor. He sees Logan becoming agitated and tells his companion that he warned him that bringing him there would have an adverse effect. His companion moves to the glass and knocks on it. Logan sees that it’s Creed. What the @#$%, thinks Logan. Creed was never there. His head is so mixed. He then sees someone larger standing behind Creed - the freak from his dreams. The man tells Creed to stop, and warns him that if he misbehaves, he won’t allow him to visit anymore. He’ll make him look foolish in front of the Professor, and he is a man who cannot afford to look foolish.
Creed acknowledges this respectfully, and the man hopes he understands why he can’t allow them to kill each other. Both Creed and the Professor know how important Logan is to this project and to him personally! “Of course,” replies the Professor. “There wouldn’t be a Weapon X without you.” The man runs his own clawed fingers along the glass tank. He explains that it’s taken years and years of evolution to get to this place, while fools like Essex and Xavier stumble around in the dark, trying to understand genetics. What they are trying to accomplish together will be truly revolutionary. He tells the Professor that Logan is to remember none of this. “Go deep. Quod Sum Eris. You should be so lucky, Logan.” The Professor taps on a computer and replies, “You have my word… Romulus.”
(present)
Wolverine’s eyes heal enough for him to be able to see enough to get by. He has a splitting headache and his eyes are blurred and he doesn’t know why Sabretooth left him alive. He then sees that Creed is gone, and his concern turns to Feral. He makes his way to the exit and heads out into the snow. He finds Sasquatch lying in a pool of blood and leans down to help him. When he asks who did this to him, Sasquatch weakly replies that it was Wild Child. Wolverine has no choice but to leave Langowski lying there, but figures that it they wanted him dead, he’d be dead.
He looks over and sees Wolfsbane sitting by a tree, her knees pulled up to her chest. He asks where the others are. Thornn appears and informs Logan that she’s in shock. She can’t tell him. After Logan asks where her sister is, Thornn points over a nearby ridge and asks him to make it stop. Logan heads up the ridge and, on the other side, he finds Sabretooth standing over Feral’s mutilated, blood-splattered body. Logan doesn’t know what door to hell he’s opened, but he doesn’t have a choice. This ends tonight!


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Quod Sum Eris (Evolution chapter six)
(flashback, the Xavier Institute)
Cyclops wants answers. Wielding the Muramasa Blade in his left hand, he stands defiantly before Wolverine. To himself, Wolverine reckons that, on any given day, Scott is either a douche bag or he possesses the biggest brass ones of anyone he’s ever met. That’s why he left the blade with him in the first place. It’s the only thing that can kill Wolverine and make him stay dead.
Logan tells him that people in hell want ice water. That doesn’t mean they’ll get it. Scott says that Logan gave him the blade and they both know what it’s for. Now he shows up covered in blood, tells them Feral is dead and that he’s going after Sabretooth? He thinks he has the right to know why. What was Logan supposed to tell him? That after years of thinking Creed is somehow related to him; father, brother, clone… it turns out that they’re bound by some kind of genetic thread that runs all the way back to when they came out of the primordial goop? That all of this is tied to a guy named Romulus and now all that’s left of Creed is the beast? Logan reckons Creed has to be stopped, now!
It then hits him. He doesn’t have to say anything - not when there’s a first class telepath standing right there. He almost wishes he didn’t have to put her through what she’s about to go through. But, where needs must. He informs Scott that he’ll allow Emma to poke around inside his canucklehead, but he warns him that it ain’t pretty. Scott tells Emma that she doesn’t have to do this, but Emma boastfully replies that anything Logan has to show her, she’s already seen, or done herself.
(inside Logan’s memories)
Emma enters Logan’s mind, and Logan shows her the worst aspects of Creed’s murderous, psychopathic personality. She sees Sabretooth with his hands around Itsu’s throat. She sees him standing over the bleeding body of Silver Fox in the wooden cabin. She looks at Creed with blood dripping from his mouth as he stands over Feral’s eviscerated blood-soaked body. She then sees his vicious attack on Psylocke and understands how he enjoys the kills, with the violence against women being particularly hard to stomach. Emma can smell the sickly warm smell of his victims’ blood.
(reality)
Emma vomits as the images take their toll, and she wipes her mouth. “Scott… just give him the damn sword,” she cries. Scott hands over the blade, warning Logan not to make a mess they’ll have to clean up. Logan takes the sword and puts the strap over his shoulder. “Right,” he replies. “I’ll keep that in mind.” Logan then thinks back to last night at the Weapon X facility.
(flashback)
Sabretooth has been stripped of what little humanity he has left and is taking it out on Feral. He stands over her dead body, clearly the perpetrator, but Logan notices something different in his eyes. He looks up at Logan, scared. At first, Logan thinks that he has every right to be scared, but then he smells something… something like a faint scent of oils that mask whoever else is there. That’s who Sabretooth is afraid of. He turns but sees no one. Sabretooth takes the opportunity to make a run for it, and Logan lets him run. He has a dead girl to deal with.
Wolfsbane and Feral’s sister, Thornn, are both in shock. Sasquatch is still down for the count. Logan knows that somewhere on the grounds, Wild Child is making his life miserable. Logan knows what he must do. He places Feral aboard their craft and torches the place. The craft then takes off, leaving Wild Child and a shadowy figure behind to watch them.
Sasquatch remains conscious long enough to provide Logan with coordinates to the nearest government hospital. As they travel, Logan asks Wolfsbane how she managed to get sucked into all of this. Rahne replies that she can’t say. She explains that Wild Child found all of them. They were told that they were part of something bigger; something that was to come. Logan asks about Feral and Thornn. The last he heard they were un-mutated. Rahne sheds a few tears. She tells him that they were at Weapon X when she arrived. She doesn’t think they got their powers restored - only their more… lupine look. Logan figures that’s why Feral was taken down so easily. Creed pretty much slaughtered an unarmed girl.
Logan wonders who has the genetics to pull something like this off. Why even bother? Rahne replies that she heard Wild Child talking to someone right before they left for Wakanda to find him. She couldn’t see him, but caught his name… Romulus.
(present)
After leaving Cyclops and Emma Frost, Wolverine makes his way to Silver Fox’s cabin. He hates going back there as the memories are all too painful. However, considering what started there, he wants to finish it there, too. He realizes that years later it seemed like Silver Fox was still alive, but he’s not really sure if that really happened. It doesn’t really matter to him. Folks who think that just because a person shows up alive after you thought you’ve them lost ‘em, invalidates all that you went through thinking they’re dead, don’t know the first thing about death. Thoughts of Silver Fox flood back and Logan sheds a tear for his lost love. The pain never goes away. If nothing else, Creed knew that when he took her away from him.
Logan decides to wait. He kneels on the ground with the Muramasa Blade beside him, stuck in the ground. All the times he’s tried to find another way instead of finishing Creed off, and all the times Xavier tried, always resulted in someone else’s death. How much longer could he let Creed continue, without taking on some of the responsibility himself?
Snow builds up around him as he waits, and waits. Finally, Sabretooth appears and lunges at Wolverine. Logan lifts the blade and thrusts it into Creed’s arm, slicing off his right arm at the shoulder. It falls to the snow-covered ground and Creed bends down to pick it up, figuring he’ll just reattach it. He’s wrong. Not this time. The arm drops to the ground again, and Creed looks at it, trying to figure out what’s happened. Wolverine tells him that he doesn’t get it, does he. “It’s the sword. The Muramasa Blade!”
Logan explains that he made it a long time ago, just in case he lost it and went full berserker. For it to be used, his humanity would have to be stripped away so far he would need to be put down. At that point, he’d want to be put down. He adds that the blade blocks the healing factor. He won’t say how it works, but it clearly does. Logan repeats the Latin phrase that Creed uttered to him. “Quod Sum Eris. I am what you will be.” He tells Creed that if he is his future; if he’s just looking at the inevitable… then Creed has justified him having the blade forged. He asks Creed if there’s anything left of himself inside him. He tells Creed that it has to end between them and, for whatever reason, he’s still got enough honor left to offer him one chance to stop him. Creed closes his eyes, pauses, and shedding a tear, asks Logan to do it.
Lightning strikes dramatically, as Logan swings the Muramasa Blade and decapitates Sabretooth. Logan thought he’d enjoy this moment but, given the circumstances, he almost feels sorry for the @#$%. “Happy birthday,” remarks Logan as Creed’s head falls to the ground. He then thinks about all the women Creed has killed without a second’s hesitation, and he knows he’s done the right thing.
Logan considers burying him but decides to let the wolves take it from there. He sheathes the blade carefully, and hears a voice behind him. “Well, that was both expected and unexpected.” Logan turns, having unsheathed the blade quickly, to find Wild Child standing behind him, grinning. Kyle tells Logan that in the end, he didn’t know if he’d really go through with it. Even after all these years, Logan continues to amaze him. Kyle guesses that this is what makes him, him.
Logan asks what he’s talking about. “Romulus, of course,” he replies. When he asks who Romulus is, Kyle cryptically replies that he is the first among them. The first what? asks Logan. Kyle explains that since the beginning, there’ve been always two who have emerged from the pack. For whatever reason, it’s always one blonde and one black one. Romulus knows that only one can survive, like in his dreams. Logan asks how he knows about his dreams. Kyle replies that it’s because Romulus wanted Logan to have that knowledge.
“He can get inside my head?” asks Logan. Kyle says he has been there all along. Logan is very important to him as he represents the best of all of them, so far. “The best at what? he asks. Survival, replies Kyle, for what’s to come. Logan laughs and points out that now Kyle is the blonde one. That makes him his next meal. Kyle tells him that’s not for him to decide. Logan then asks why he shouldn’t just kill him and have done with it. Kyle tells him he’s welcome to try, but he’s not sure it’s in his interest.
Logan tells him that he doesn’t think there is a Romulus, and that this entire mess is a crock. As he speaks, Wolverine gets a familiar whiff of oils that covers any other smell. “Let me assure you, Logan. Everything you’ve learned is true.” Logan turns instantly, but there’s no one there. He looks back to Kyle, but he’s gone, too.
Wolverine swings the blade above his head and snikts the claws on his right hand. “ROMULUS!” he screams, “Whenever you want to bring it, do it! I’m ready for you.” Somewhere in the wind, he can hear the quiet, disturbing sound of laughter.
The end, for now…


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(Ypres, Belgium, April 22, 1915)
Logan is with his battalion, fighting the German troops in a Belgian field. As he charges out of his trench, he runs out of ammo. This doesn’t bother him too much. He prefers hand-to-hand combat anyway. He notices a soldier coming up behind him and turns, landing a solid punch into the man’s ribs. Logan’s bones break the skin as he’s hitting so hard. He twists the soldier’s head, breaking his neck. For the first time ever, he feels like he is where he belongs. But then, the strangest things happens…
The shooting ceases and the air goes quiet. Soldiers on his own side drop, and he hers screams in both English and French. Then the smell hits. It’s clean and sterile, like bleach. He had picked up the scent about thirty klicks back, and thought it was out of place on a battlefield. He figured it was just the adrenaline playing tricks with his brain, but he was wrong. He clutches his throat as the gas; chlorine probably, hits him hard. It’s like breathing fire. He drops to his knees, but his healing factor kicks in and he stands, defiant.
German soldiers wearing gas masks approach - like vultures looking to pick up any stragglers. So, he straggles. He grabs two guns and removes the bayonets. He then straps them to his wrists tightly and heads into action.
(ninety two years later, Fadhil, Iraq)
The air stinks here too. It’s thick with the sulphur-like smell of gunpowder and the rust-like scent of blood. Wearing a mesh top, he slashes with his claws at several armed assailants. They wear black outfits with red gloves and boots, and their faces are hidden behind cowls. Wolverine is enjoying himself, despite the toll that the dry desert heat takes on his throat.
Wolverine has been in Iraq for two weeks now, helping out some new friends of his with a little pest control problem. Organizations like Hydra, A.I.M. and the Hand have been in their death throes for years. This is a new century and it has brought a new threat. Communication intercepts has his opponents listed as ‘Scimitar.’ It turns out they are popping up all over: Iraq, Afghanistan, Darfur… They’re causing trouble and profiting off it.
A.I.M. guys they aren’t. These guys are focused, committed and dangerous. It’s okay, though. So is he, and he has the Atlantean Amir along to help. As a Scimitar soldier approaches with a bazooka, Amir grabs them from behind and slices their throat. With the threat out of the way, the pair embraces.
Amir finds human combat odd. It’s messy and faster than she is used to. Logan points out that they don’t have water to slow them down. He tells her she should have some of her fish buddies along to scrounge for usable intel, but quickly apologizes for the ‘fish’ crack. Amir taps away on a Scimitar computer and tells him he needs to look at something. His eyes do a quick scan of the screen and what he sees worries him.
On screen are some Scimitar operational instructions. It has a time, a date and the coordinates of the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier. Tony Stark’s face appears next to it. It appears he is their next target. Amir asks if this is the same Tony Stark that Logan said was a spineless mother… Logan replies that it is, but if anybody’s gonna kill him, it’ll be him.
Wolverine and Amir take an X-Plane to the coordinates. According to Scimitar’s operational plan, the hit on Stark is set to go down in forty-five minutes. The X-Jet can get him there in forty-two! He and Stark may not agree on a whole lot of things, but he at least tries to do the right thing even when that’s not what he ends up doing. Amir asks if he’s tried contacting his friends, the X-Men or Avengers. Logan, who is clutching the outside of the plane, using a radio to speak with Amir, replies that they’re trying to get to Stark’s carrier, but they are as far away as them and fighting Ultron or some such.
Wolverine bleeds from specks of dust and hailstones that have collided with him at Mach-20. He wants to put himself on the hellicarrier’s deck as fast as possible, and the best way to do that is to jump. Now in full costume, he lands on the deck whilst Amir gives the plane a spin. He loves her style. He might just be in love again which could be a problem. The women in his life have a nasty habit of dying. He’s kept things casual since Mariko’s death. Still, the heart wants what it wants.
Wolverine makes it to the bridge in thirty-six seconds and finds Stark standing there in his S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform. He’s too late. A Scimitar soldier has his pistol aimed right at him. Wolverine charges at him, taking a shot to the shoulder, and collides with the enemy. It’s not until his claws hit the soldier’s chest that he realizes that his armor isn’t Kevlar as he thought. He feels his blades being pushed back into his arms, and he screams. It’s like his arms are being cut off at the elbows. He determines that his opponent’s armor is laced with adamantium.
He is then smashed away, coming to a stop against a roof support. Adamantium armor? It must be a trap. If there was any doubt, it is gone when the electric scent of an image inducer clicking off reveals Stark to be another Scimitar soldier. The whole helicarrier then changes into its true form: a large red ship with a gold scimitar sword on the side. Scimitar has gone to a lot of trouble to lure him there. He’ll ask ‘em why when he sees them in hell.
The new guy has a different uniform which Logan presumes to mean he is the leader. They probably reckon that the helicarrier limits his mobility and boxes him in. His skill confirms it. He’s fast and slippery; anticipating his moves so well that for a half second, Logan wonders if he’s dealing with a telepath. He reckons it’ll be interesting to see what the autopsy shows. He runs to a wall bearing several weapons and grabs one of them. He turns and fires quickly, but the guy is a blur. He’s got moves like the Hand and speed like the Gorgon. He also cheats like Sabretooth.
However, Logan also cheats. His backup arrives in the shape of Amir, who puts a hole in the guy’s chest. It rocks him, but he remains standing. Logan notes that he hasn’t said one word during the whole exchange. Even now he’s silent as smoke. He can’t see his face due to his cowl, but he knows that underneath it he’s smiling. His opponent quickly hurls a throwing star at Amir, and it hits her in the throat. Not again, thinks Logan. He rushes to catch her before she falls.
Wolverine becomes enraged. It makes him sloppy and stupid, and something inside tells him that this guy’s too good for his berserker thing. He doesn’t listen to the voice. He can’t hear it over his rage. He gets in close but, when he has his face close to his opponent’s, he realizes that it’s just what he wants. The guy thrusts a small device into Logan’s mouth, and it’s past his gullet before he even knows what he’s up to. He feels it sink into his stomach. The guy then presses the switch on a remote control and Wolverine blows up.
(three hours later)
S.H.I.E.L.D. recovers Wolverine’s body at the crash site. Tony Stark doesn’t think that this makes any sense. An agent replies that Scimitar is looking to establish itself as a major player. “By taking out Wolverine?” asks Stark. She asks why not. Logan’s healing factor’s kicking in pretty good. “Better than good,” adds a colleague. She’d say that from his injuries, it looks like he ingested a bomb. That was before the crash. All his injuries have healed and his vitals are strong. Unfortunately, this time is different. For some reason, Wolverine’s consciousness didn’t regenerate as it usually does. “Like I said,” replies Stark. “This doesn’t make any sense. Why is Logan for all intents and purposes, brain-dead?”


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Curaetar
(flashback, Ypres, Belgium, April 22, 1915)Logan is fighting German soldiers on the fields at Ypres. With blades strapped to his forearms, he slashes his way through his enemies, loving every moment. He feels like he was born to fight like this. Whoever his blades don’t finish off, the gas all around them does.
As he makes his way across the field, he notices a cloaked figure in the distance. He is carrying a sword and doesn’t say a word as Logan approaches. He doesn’t have to. He and Logan are the only two souls left alive on the battlefield. One look into the man’s eyes tells Logan that it isn’t going to stay that way for long.
He doesn’t know why the gas hasn’t affected the man, or why he’s out of uniform, killing people all the same. He doesn’t much care, either. He ain’t gonna be next. He charges at the man who charges back at him. The man hits Logan hard, slashing his neck with his sword. Logan picks up on the fact that he doesn’t smell of Nazi or even of fear. He doesn’t smell of anything at all. What is he up against here? he thinks. Who is this guy? He hopes he doesn’t die not knowing.
(ninety-two years later)A doctor enters Logan’s hospital room on board a S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier to find Doctor Strange standing there dressed in a suit. She informs him that he shouldn’t be there, but Strange replies that her patient shows oculocephalic reflex, but his condition is reminiscent of anencephaly, where an infant is born without a forebrain responsible for high level cognition. The doctor says she didn’t call in a consultant, and then asks what the hell kind of a doctor he is. “A strange one,” he replies. She asks to see some kind of identification, but he tells her she doesn’t need to see his identification. She repeats his words after him. Strange adds, “These aren’t the droids you’re looking for.” She doesn’t understand, and he says it was a bad joke. He’d like to see Director Stark… now.
(soon)Doctor Strange is with Tony Stark, who is wearing his Iron Man armor without the face mask. Stark asks if his suit is Brioni, but Strange replies that it’s Enitharmon; a chameleon spell. Stark asks if he didn’t want to unnerve his staff with his costume. “It’s not a costume,” replies Strange. “Of course it isn’t,” says Stark. He reminds Strange that his presence there makes him subject to arrest. Strange tells Stark that it seems what people are saying about him isn’t true - that he has no sense of humor. Stark ignores the comment and mentions that Strange was checking in on Logan, his teammate. Strange carefully avoids incriminating himself as an associate of the outlaw Wolverine, as such allegiances would be illegal. Stark asks him to keep on insulting his intelligence. That’ll win him over.
Stark says that Logan’s healing factor appears to have gone on the fritz. His body has recovered after ingesting a bomb, but his mind… “He’s a vegetable,” states Doctor Strange. He reveals his costume and says that the truth is he only appears to be a vegetable. The correct diagnosis is a little more troubling. Stark asks to be enlightened. Strange tells him that information is power, and he’s become too powerful as it is. However, he explains that Logan’s mind is physically okay. The problem, and the reasons Stark’s machines aren’t detecting any higher brain function, is that his soul is gone. “Come again?” says Stark, surprised.
Doctor Strange continues to explain that Logan’s body is a vessel without a soul. He’s a zombie, only zombies are bodies without souls. Their bodies are dead, but Logan’s body is quite alive, meaning that the term which applies in his case is a ‘curaetar.” He informs Stark that he’s taking Logan back to his sanctorum. Stark’s posturing isn’t going to stop him, either.
(Doctor Strange’s Sanctum Sanctorum, Greenwich Village)Inside the building which currently resembles a derelict, soon-to-be Starbucks, Strange is joined by his assistant, Wong. When Wong asks if Logan can be saved, Strange tells him it’s difficult. He’s never encountered an actual curaetar on this plane of existence before. He needs to track down his soul and return it to his body. Wong asks where his soul might be. Strange says that it’s where any man’s soul would go after he’s been killed.
(elsewhere)On a different plane of existence, Wolverine is sat at a bar as the barkeep asks if he wants another drink. “What do you think?” asks Logan. He hears the door go and asks the incoming Doctor Strange if he can help him with something. Strange announces that he’s there to help him. He asks Logan if he knows where he is right now. Logan thinks he’s in a bar, and he asks where Strange thinks he is. He informs Logan that his physical body is in Greenwich Village, and this isn’t a bar. It’s how Logan’s soul perceives the afterlife.
Strange tells him that it’s been a month since Shogun killed his girlfriend and blew him up. When Logan asks who Shogun is, Strange informs him that he’s a mercenary who works for an organization called ‘Scimitar.’ Logan vaguely recollects them, but can’t remember who they were going after. Strange says it was Tony Stark. Logan remembers not much liking having his girlfriend killed and a bomb shoved down his throat. That’s the last thing he remembers before he found himself in the bar. Strange informs him that something else happened in the interim.
Doctor Strange asks Logan if he remembers that for decades, whenever he has suffered a life-threatening injury, or whenever it has been inflicted with a fatal wound, his body has repaired itself while his soul went to the place all human souls travel to upon death. He would call it purgatory, and in that limbo of the soul, he would encounter the one he knows as Lazaer. Logan would be given one last opportunity to save his soul - to keep it from passing into the afterlife that is eternal twilight. Defeat Lazaer in battle and defeat him again, and his soul would return to his physical body.
Logan seems to remember this happening. Strange believes that his chance of success in these encounters was based solely on his will to live. When Amir was killed, and he lost yet another love, this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. He lost his will, and Lazaer ran him through.
Logan thinks it’s a helluva story, and Strange asks if he really doesn’t remember. Logan says that he doesn’t but, since he’s saying that he is already dead, he thinks he’ll have another brew. Doctor Strange informs him that if he has any chance of saving him, he will need Logan to believe him. What he has planned won’t work unless his soul in unclouded by doubt. He asks what he has to do to convince him. Logan asks if he can explain Lazaer’s deal to him. Who is he? What is he? Strange thinks it’s a complex question, but Logan reckons it looks like has he plenty of time on his hands.
Strange then explains that he encountered Lazaer once before. Does he remember? Logan vaguely recollects it. Purgatory’s got his memory a little hazy; or it could be the beer. Strange adds that his clashes with Lazaer were in purgatory, but he has encountered him in the physical world once before.
(flashback, 1915)Logan runs at Lazaer who stands there with his sword in hand, waiting for him. The two men trade blows and blood is shed on both sides. Logan hadn’t faced someone with such skill before, someone with such ferocity and strength. Lazaer ran his sword through Logan’s chest.
Doctor Strange finds it amazing. Didn’t it occur to Logan that he was up against something that one could only be described as supernatural? Then again, he ponders, Logan is somewhat supernatural himself.
Logan takes the sword in his hand and forces Lazaer to the ground, before pulling the blood-soaked sword from his chest.
Strange adds that Lazaer had smited other similarly-endowed men and women before Logan showed up. After all, he’d been doing it for millennia. But, in Logan, he had found an opponent unmatched in primal fury, in deft skill, and an unrelenting drive to win.
Logan leaps as Lazaer tries kicking him and plunges his sword into Lazaer’s chest. No one had ever laid their hands on Lazaer’s sword before, so his surprise must have been quite genuine when the hunter became the prey.
(present)Wolverine asks Doctor Strange if he’s saying that, every time he dies, he basically gets another chance at life because he beat this one guy during World War One? “Not one ‘guy,’ Logan. Not even a man,” replies Strange. Logan’s curiosity is piqued. Strange then explains that Lazaer in an anagram - a rearranging of all the letters of one name to make another. They’ve been around for over two centuries before the birth of Christ. They’re often self-generated by the mortal mind to protect itself from being overwhelmed by powers of divine proportion. Lazaer is an anagram for Azrael! It’s one of the many names for the angel of death, he adds.
Logan asks if he’s saying that he killed the angel of death, and now he gets a second bite at the apple whenever he dies? Strange says that he didn’t kill him. The angel of death cannot be killed. He only defeated him. Logan deduces that Azrael takes his shot at him whenever his soul makes it back into his territory. He asks Strange how he knows all this. Strange admits that it hasn’t been easy. He’s spent the three weeks since his death of his physical body researching. Logan has been dead for six weeks. After his research uncovered the truth, he spent three more weeks meditating in anticipation of freeing his soul. Logan grins and asks Strange if he’s trying to bring him back to life. Is that it? “No,” replies Strange, “You’re going to do that yourself.”


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The Death Song of J. Patrick Smitty
(New York City)(present)J. Patrick Smitty sits behind a pile of dead bodies as another joins them. He is petrified, and with good reason. Wolverine is slicing his way through Smitty's friends with vicious abandon, and Smitty knows whatï¿½s coming. One guy pleads with Wolverine that they didnï¿½t plan on it coming down so hard. What happened next? Weï¿½ll let Smitty tell it from the beginning.
(flashback)Smitty had a rough childhood. His dad was a drunk who beat him frequently, and his mom was a rock fiend and therefore out of it a lot of the time. At night, sitting in his bed, he could hear his folks arguing. On one occasion, he overheard his father say to his wife that he never wanted a kid, so she should quit the pipe and figure out what to do with him before he turns out like them. They would apologize afterwards and, on Sundays, they even turned out looking respectable for church. Church was a place where Smitty didnï¿½t feel like a lost cause. It was the only place he ever felt safe. Smitty often entered the confessional to make himself pure. It never did.
With his friend, he would trick store owners into pretending one of them was hurt whilst the other swiped beer from the fridge. Another trip to the confessional absolved him of sin. It didnï¿½t get any easier for Smitty. He would steal from record stores, snatch the purse of an unsuspecting victim and commit burglary. Each time, he confessed to the priest, and each time the priest felt less likely that he actually had any real desire to repent.
Eventually, Smitty stopped talking to the church and instead upped his game, selling video recorders from the back of a van and committing armed robbery wearing a ski mask. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, and that he had to clean up his act. He wasnï¿½t a kid any more. He could barely make the rent. He had no wife, no kids, but could barely take care of himself. The thought of sweating out an honest buck turned his gut, but heï¿½d missed the window for him to actually be something. Heï¿½d give a tramp a dollar to try and make himself feel better, but he had so little to give.
One day, a friend of his informed him that he had been pulling major-league jobs with some others and heï¿½d try and cut him in. He took Smitty to the gangï¿½s boss, who offered him a lookout position for the next job to see how he worked out. He told Smitty that there was plenty of green to go around, but they had to ensure that there were no witnesses. He joined the gang and pulled several jobs, amassing a decent amount of money.
(present - the city)Wolverine is out walking in the city. Itï¿½s not a place, but a frame of mind. In Loganï¿½s words, ï¿½Itï¿½s a place filled with soot-spilling chimneys, smoke-spewing pipes and stagnant pools beneath rusty drains. Men shove and bicker in half-deserted alleyways, trying to scrape the street off themselves. Women come and go, talking of cheap dates in a neon cold glow. Yellow smog nuzzles the windows, giving ones face an acid lick.ï¿½
He makes his way from the seedy edge of town to a main street, where an old lady approaches him with a white flower. ï¿½There is still beauty all around us,ï¿½ she tells him. ï¿½All you have to do is look.ï¿½ Logan takes another glance, and sees the city as something differentï¿½ something better. He accepts the flower and thanks the old lady.
Nearby, Smitty and the gang are in the back of a van with stockings hiding their features. They are all armed. They exit the van and rush towards the bank. Unfortunately, the old lady is in their way and she is pushed to the ground. She falls backwards and cracks her head on the edge of the sidewalk. Smitty sees her fall before he enters the bank. ï¿½Time to clean up my act,ï¿½ he thinks again.
Inside the bank, the customers are terrified. The cameras are sprayed with paint. As the gangï¿½s boss orders the cashier to put banded hundreds in a bag, his stocking rips and an easily recognizable scar over his eye is revealed. The cashier covers her eyes and cries that she didnï¿½t see anything. ï¿½No witnesses,ï¿½ the man shouts, and the horror begins. Bullets rip through the cashier and then everyone else in the place. No one is spared. Smitty looks over the scene silently as the gang flee the building. They rush towards their van, but are pursued by one brave security guard who they somehow didnï¿½t manage to kill. He follows Smitty, who is the last man, and aims his pistol at him. Smitty turns and aims his pistol back at the guard. He shoots. For Smitty, this is the straw that breaks the camelï¿½s back. Itï¿½s the last bad move heï¿½ll ever make.
Logan hears the shot and returns to the scene, which the cops have now cordoned off. He sees the old lady lying on the ground; a pool of blood surrounding her head. A bloody footprint provides Logan with a clue. He sniffs the air and catches the bloodï¿½s scent before clenching his fist and walking away.
Later, in costume, Wolverine arrives at the home of one of the gang members. He smacks the guy around the head and picks up a slip of paper with an address on it. The guy asks what he wants. Wolverine tosses a blood-soaked white flower at him. Her? So some old broad dies in a gutter. Does he think that matters? Wolverine grabs his hair and jerks the guyï¿½s head backwards. ï¿½Say it again,ï¿½ he snarls. The petrified guy replies that she was just some old broad. Wolverine snikts his claws clean through his head, chin first, killing him instantly.
At the hideout, the Silent Sea Hotel, the gang are having a laugh over a game of cards. They might not have managed to get any cash in the botched bank raid, but one jokes that at least they got some target practice. As they laugh, the door bell rings and they wonder who the hell it is. One of them gingerly opens the door, pointing his pistol through the gap. ï¿½ï¿½the hell are you?ï¿½ he asks, an instant before his slashed body is hurled back into the room. Wolverine storms inside with his claws at the ready. He means business, and they know it. In a flash he slashes one guyï¿½s throat and puts two claws through the back of anotherï¿½s skull, so that they emerge through his eye sockets. Another is stabbed in the chest.
Smitty crouches down behind the bodies, unable to even contemplate making a stand. One of the gang grabs a broken bottle and stumbles over his words as he tells Wolverine that they didnï¿½t plan on it going down so hard. His head is decapitated as he speaks. Wolverine sniffs the air and picks up Smittyï¿½s bloody shoe. His shadow looms over Smitty as he scrambles as far as he can against the wall, covering his face. ï¿½Tell the others I will kill them. And then, I will kill you.ï¿½ He then allows Smitty to leave.
Predictably, Smitty heads straight to his employerï¿½s place and informs him of what happened. He doesnï¿½t think Wolverine can be handled, but his boss, a man with a scar over his left eye and sporting an eye-patch, replies that everything can be handled. Smitty departs and heads home to his apartment. He now knows that he will die; maybe a month from now, maybe in two minutes time. Maybe right now. He grabs something to eat and grabs a corkscrew. He thinks about Wolverine. Will his claws pin him wriggling to the wall like a cockroach on a thumbtack?
He takes a walk, wondering if the eternal footman will open the door for him; his face flushed from the flames licking through. Or, will it be peaceful. A sleep and a forgetting? A drowning into darkness. He arrives at the church he frequented as a child and sees the old ladyï¿½s face looking back at him from the statue of an angel. He walks to a park where he watches the sunrise. Tears trickle down his cheeks. Itï¿½ll be his last sunrise.
(later)Back home, he sits in the dark awaiting the inevitable. A knock at the door makes his heart race, but itï¿½s only his boss. He tosses Smitty a pistol and informs him that one of the gang, Tarell, has caught word of the slaughter at Silent Sea. Heï¿½s getting wobbly. Word is, heï¿½ll turn himself in just to get protection. They need to ensure he doesnï¿½t squeak. ï¿½Catch my drift?ï¿½
Smitty and his boss make their way to the foundry where Tarell works as a welder. The boss tells Tarell that theyï¿½ll pull a few more jobs so he can skip out on the workaday grind. Tarell replies that he might want to sit it out for a while. The boss glances at Smitty, who pulls out his pistol. Tarell raises his arms and assures them that he isnï¿½t going to sell them out or anything. Smitty sees the security guardï¿½s face on Tarellï¿½s body as he pleads for his life. The boss reminds Smitty that they donï¿½t have all night.
Before he can shoot, Wolverine appears and slashes Tarell across the back. He screams in pain and both Smitty and his boss take off. As he chases them up a staircase, one of them flicks a switch, and Wolverine is knocked off the staircase by a crane, and he falls into a vat of molten metal. The boss grins. ï¿½Like I said. Everything can be handled.ï¿½ Smitty looks into the vat and sees Wolverineï¿½s skeletal arm rise from the liquid before going under again. His heart begins to slow down.
(one week later)The boss is at home and getting ready for bed. Despite seeing Wolverine fall into the vat, he is still on his mind. He tells himself that he ainï¿½t afraid of no kitty cat. Three claws through his back from underneath the bed remind him of why he should have been.
Meanwhile, Smitty knows that itï¿½s time to clean up his act and straighten his ways. He thinks of all the people he has wronged and wonders if he is past forgiveness. A loud crack shocks him, and he looks up to see Wolverine standing in the doorway. He immediately makes a run for it, running out onto the fire escape and across the roof. Wolverine gives chase, leaping from building to building. As he runs, Smitty slips on the wet surface and falls. He picks himself up and sees a cross in front of him. Wolverine slowly approaches. ï¿½Forgive me father, for I have sinned,ï¿½ thinks Smitty. Wolverineï¿½s claws in his gut ensure that itï¿½s the last thing he ever thinks about.


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Logan Dies part 3
(flashback, Ypres, Belgium, April 22, 1915)
Logan stands over Lazaer’s body with a sword stuck into his chest. Lazaer doesn’t die, even though he is dead. Whoever he is, he isn’t human. There’s no blood or carrion feeding on him. A real bad feeling comes over Logan. He looks up and inexplicably sees Lazaer standing nearby. Lazaer finds it remarkable. He hasn’t been bested in combat for centuries. ‘Centuries?’ thinks Logan. ‘What is this?’ His mind races and he finds himself unable to speak. Lazaer tells him that they will meet again, and when they do, he won’t consider what he won today a prize. He then vanishes, leaving Logan to think.
When he returns to his barracks he can’t shake the memory of his confrontation with Lazaer. Whoever the guy was, Logan thinks, he was right. Killing the guy… did something to him. He begins to drink a little more than usual, enough to get blind drunk, and it takes a lot for that to happen. It makes him sloppy in the field when he returns to battle, but it’s somehow not quite sloppy enough. Time slows to the point where days feel like decades.
He soon finds that he can’t sleep or eat. One day it hits him. He shouldn’t be alive. His whole being is unnatural. He decides to do something about it, and one day, in the barracks, he places a pistol to his head.
(present, purgatory)
Doctor Strange asks if something’s wrong. Wolverine asks if he means apart from the fact that he is dead and this is hell. He has a question or two for the good doctor, which Strange finds understandable under the circumstances. Logan says that he appreciates his efforts, but why doesn’t he do this for everybody? Strange replies that he isn’t performing a resurrection. He is merely helping him return his soul to its corporeal form. In the ordinary case of death there is no corporeal form to return to. Logan asks where his corporeal form is, anyway. “About a foot above my head,” replies Strange, “On the Earthly plane.”
Wolverine wants to get this over with and asks how he gets out. Strange tells him that he walks out the door. However, it’s not that simple. He has to win back his soul by confronting it. Logan asks if he can translate that into English, but Strange half-jokingly replies that the metaphysical doesn’t lend itself to English. He wonders if he can try explaining it again, but Wolverine tells him not to bother. He’ll find out for himself.
(in Logan’s memories/mindscape)
Wolverine steps out of the bar and finds a younger version of himself, from shortly after he discovered hid true nature, standing there next to a roaring fire and wearing a robe. His other self snikts his claws and Wolverine realizes that this must be what Strange meant by ‘confronting’ his soul - fighting a scared boy who’s terrified of what he just became… a killing machine. His younger self fights hard and even draws blood by slashing Wolverine across the face. “James. Oh lord have mercy. What are you?” he asks himself. He’s a savage animal. Wolverine remembers that this is why, when pressed for an alias, Rose called him Logan. Logan was the name of the only savage she had known. The name has fit like a glove ever since. The youngster orders him out of the house.
Wolverine departs and then finds himself fighting the Logan that fought the Germans in Ypres. The soldier asks if he doesn’t understand. He was always slow. He was always stupid. All these years, these lifetimes, does he think he’s been fighting enemies? Sabretooth and Cyber, he adds, as he uses a blade strapped to his wrist to slash at Wolverine. Ogun and Gorgon, Shingen and Magneto. The Blob, even. But this whole time, really he’s only been fighting himself. He’s been fighting his nature. Fighting who he is.
The scene changes again and Wolverine confronts the Logan that was tortured at the Weapon X Project. The brutish Logan says that Wolverine must think that something must have happened to him, changed him… turned him into something else. But they both know that it just ain’t true. Wolverine’s opponent then becomes Alpha Flight’s operative, the pre-X-Men version of himself. “The real you has been there all along.” He slashes at Wolverine repeatedly, drawing blood yet again. He transforms into the Logan of Wolverine’s nightmares and he tells Wolverine that he’s gotta face it. There’s to be no more running. He has two choices. Live… or die. What’s it gonna be? Will you face an old man in single combat with wooden combat swords?
A wooden sword appears from nowhere and Wolverine grabs it, before being confronted by another version of himself wearing the brown costume. This Wolverine taunts him by saying that he isn’t worthy of a true sword. In fact, he’s not worthy of any kinda metal. Adamantium flows out of his body as Wolverine looks on - a reminder of one of the worst experiences of his life. The other Wolverine tells him that the adamantium he wears makes him weak. The leaking metal wraps itself around Wolverine, holding him tight. “Healin’ factor, indestructible skeleton, flamin’ immortality even. You’ve had it too easy.” Wolverine grimaces as the metal grips him like a cocoon. “It’s made you soft,” his other self continues. “You used to be a killer.”
The scene changes yet again, and Wolverine finds himself in a baseball game with some of the other X-Men.  His other self calls him a puppy. With his marriages, his adoptive daughters, his teammates… what happened to the loner? He’ll tell Wolverine what happened. “He died!”
Wolverine finds himself at the scene of his death at the hands of the Gorgon. He realizes that this is when it happened. When the Gorgon killed him. The first time he died. The Gorgon’s men took him away and the Hand brought him back. No, not the Hand, he remembers. It wasn’t them. At least, it wasn’t just the Hand. It was her. In his memories, a red-haired woman dressed in a cloak stands besides Shogun as he is resurrected.
Wolverine thinks that he hasn’t been the same since then. He’s been tortured, like the way he was way back then. Adrift. When he’s been hurt real bad, so bad that his healing factor couldn’t even repair his mind - when in every sense of the word he has died and been rematched with Lazaer, it’s been getting harder each time because of her. The redhead pops into his mind once again. She must have done something to him when she brought him back. He recalls that Shogun was there the whole time, too. Quiet as the dawn.
(reality)
Doctor Strange welcomes him back to the land of the living, and Wolverine finds himself naked, floating several feet in the air. Strange allows him to drop gently to the carpet and he asks Logan how he feels. Logan smiles and replies that he feels great, because he found out who he has to kill now.