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Bloodlust
Running through a snowy wilderness, a frightened man is attacked by a shadowy creature that proceeds to lop his head off.
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Blood and ice. As he holds a broken beer glass in his hand, Logan sees blood and ice. A red mist begins to clear and he sees splintered glass, but he’s only thinkin’ blood and ice. There’s no mistakin’ the surge ya get from the kill and he just got it. But from where? Not a memory. Slaughterin’ a scared old man ain’t his style. He must be hallucinatin’. The crushed beer glass in his hand tells him he lost control. That worries him. Blood and ice. He holds onto the image, tries to explore it. The feelin’ ultimately passes and he remembers where he is – Dawson City, in the Yukon Mudslide bar. It ain’t no tourist trap. If he’s crackin’ up, he doesn’t want to do it there.
When a raven-haired young lady comes up to him, she asks him if he’s okay. Looking at his hand, and pulling away the glass from the wounds, she points out that he has some bad cuts. Logan tells her they’ll heal in no time. His mutant healing factor’ll see to that.
At that moment, some of the local patrons of the bar make their way over towards Logan’s table. They mention that it looks like he doesn’t like their beer. Another replies “non,” but ‘e likes their women. Another tells them to take it easy, can’t they see he hurt himself. Logan tries to ignore them so they’ll go away. One of the men pokes him on the shoulder and says maybe he’s too small to be out alone. Logan asks himself who he’s kiddin’. He knows by ignorin’ them they won’t leave him alone. That’s not how it works. He lets his actions speak for him.
With that, Logan grabs the man’s arm and proceeds to slam him through the table. Next thing he knows, everybody in the bar wants a say. As they rush Logan, he states that it’s their mistake. As fights go, it’s friendly. No hardware, just man to man. After he has taken out all of the attackers with ease, the last guy rushes in. He’s a big sucker, too big. Logan drops down, sidesteps, swings his weight behind his, and lets the big man take the impact. He’ feelin’ good till he looks at the floor. He sees whisky an’ broken glass, blood and ice. Picking up a broken bottle, somethin’ stirs down deep – HUNGER. Grabbing the man’s long white beard, Logan holds the broken bottle to his neck and thinks RIP, BLOOD, FEAST.
Before he cuts the man, he fights it and just does regain control. Once he tosses the bottle away, the remaining patrons say call the sheriff, ‘e is a psycho. Just then, the young lady grabs his hand and says to him that he’s crazy drunk and they need to get outta there before the cops turn up. The sheriff ain’t too keen on outsiders. He better lie low for a while.
Once they make it outside the bar, Logan recognizes his head is fizzin’ like radio static. He’s gotta clear his brain. The lady tells him that her pace is real close, and real warm. Holding his head, Logan says that it still feels like he has a skull full o’ sarsaparilla, but his thoughts are comin’ together. Thoughts like what a big mistake he made comin’ there. The young lady says to him that it looks like the cold air’s soberin’ him up and asks him if he wants his things back. Logan takes his things from her and says thanks…
The young lady tells him her name is Saskia, her friends call her Sassy. Logan gives her his name and thanks her for what she did back there. Sassy tells him no problem. As they make their way through the town, Sassy informs Logan those guys are the town trouble makers. They get cabin fever in winter. It don’t take much to set ‘em off. Logan thinks to himself she has a sense o’ compassion. He likes that. He’s beginnin’ to figure her for a nice kid. Sassy then tells Logan that she likes the way he handled himself. It was good to see him put them down. The fight was exhilarating. Looking at her, Logan thinks that a guy can be wrong and a man should be ready to learn from his mistakes.
Just then, Logan senses that somethin’ is stalkin’ them. He senses it, through the static. But he can’t pin it down. No scent, no sound. It’s barely disturbin’ the air. When Logan turns around with a lurch, Sassy asks him what’s wrong. After Logan tells her that somethin’ is out there, Sassy says yeah, there’s somethin’ creepin’ up behind him – her. Logan’s blood begins to churn and his rage builds. Somethin’s out there, he knows it. He pops his claws and the kid screams, but far away, like in a dream. He’s losin’ control. He sees shapes congealin’ in the mist. He hears a roar, it’s his, joinin’ in with theirs.
At that moment, Logan is attacked by ape-looking white beings with long claws. As he begins to fight them, he thinks THIRST, BLOOD, KILL.
Before long, he stops fighting. He notices that his head is poundin’, his bloodlust is subsidin’. Looking around, he sees that he got five o’ them but the rest split. He’s hurtin’ and weak. He’s torn up bad. His healin’ factor’ll cope, given time. The damn buzz saw in his head must be swampin’ his senses. He can’t pick up a scent. But he can see tracks – his and the girl’s. Retracting his claws, he remembers Saskia. He was a damn fool, he let ‘em take the girl. Kneeling on the ground, he tells himself to cool it. He ain’t no good to anyone like this. He has to pull it together.
With his brown and tan uniform laid out on the snow before him, he centers himself, pulls his consciousness inside. He is calm. He tries to analyze the situation. What is causing this unreasoning bloodlust and playing havoc with his senses? And the creatures, why are they there? Where are they from? It can’t all be coincidence but he has no answers. All he knows for sure is they’ve got the girl and it’s his fault. After he puts on his uniform, Logan opens his senses and tries to ignore the static. He feels the cold, smells food cooking, hears distant music, and a snowflake. As it spirals down, it is pure, untainted, immaculate. Once it lands on the demon flesh, a cleansing fire erupts. He struggles to suppress a primordial fear and deep down, something bursts free. THIRST, BLOOD, KILL. With that, Logan stalks off as the demons bodies burn behind him.
At the Yukon Mudslide bar, the sheriff of Dawson City informs the men inside that they just found Axel Dubois’ body out there, and he should be investigatin’ instead o’ wet-nursin’ a bunch o’ brawlin’ hotheads. He tells them they had this comin’ a long time and now they’re there talkin’ busted noses and furniture while Dubois is lyin’ in the morgue, sliced to pieces and his murderer’s still out there. One of the men points out the guy they were fighting was crazy. Maybe he’s his killer. He nearly ripped out Moose’s throat with a busted bottle and he was growlin’. The sheriff replies that if he’s the killer, they’ll find him. This is police work, they need to stay out of it. The barkeep asks about the damage. Who pays for that? Standing up to the sheriff, one of the men tells him if he ain’t gonna…
Before he can finish, the sheriff tells him what he ain’t gonna is argue with him. It’s twenty below out there and it’s warm in there. Enjoy their drinks, he’s handlin’ this. The barkeep exclaims zut alors, will no one listen? The mess, it must be paid for. Once the sheriff leaves, the man who stood up to him remarks that kind o’ high handed behavior could make a guy mad. Another of the men sitting at a table nursing his busted nose states that it’s not the sheriff that makes him mad. It is the one who made fools of them – the half pint. Every second they stay ‘ere, the small one is out there and ‘e laughs at them. He says they wipe the big smile off ‘is face. The other men emphatically agree with him. They are going to get their guns and go huntin’.
At the edge of town, a husband and wife enjoy some wine next to a roaring fire. The man, Nelson, informs his wife, Jeanette, that the waiting’s over. The bank okayed the loan and they’re due to sign the papers tomorrow. Wait’ll she sees the final plans. The hot spring bath house’s great and there’s a Yukon gold rush trail, where folks can pan for gold. It’ll be the largest leisure complex in Dawson. As they toast to their future, a creature crashes through their window and brutally kills the couple and their two young children.
In the Yukon, Logan says to himself that he’s butchered an innocent family. He heard screams, felt the thrill of the kill, felt his claws, no – their claws rippin’. Was he there, or was he hallucinatin’? One glance at his claws will tell him. But he’s afraid. Big hero – afraid to look, afraid to know. Bloody or clean? Nervously looking down, Logan sees they are clean. Dropping to his knees, the relief hits him. He begins to understand that he’s pickin’ up on what the creatures are doin’. It’s gotta be telepathy. Turning around, he sees them and he’s gonna kill every damned blasted one of them. When he gets close, however, he doesn’t connect. One of the creatures gestures and he’s a leaf, floatin’ to the floor on a warm sunny afternoon. He slowly falls to earth as the warm glow turns to flame. The fire isn’t painful, it’s soothin’, takin’ away his rage.
Suddenly it’s gone. He feels cleansed, tranquil. His claws retract. The static is gone too. Looking down at his arm, he sees more fire? No, something different – iridescent, sparklin’, beautiful. It’s his mutant healin’ factor. He can see it workin’, healin’ his wounds.
When Logan looks up, he’s in wonderland. Every part of the landscape glows with its own vibrant life-energy. The sky shimmers and sparkles overhead and beneath the ground, dormant life pulses, ready to erupt in spring and he’s part of it all. He knew this must exist and at times he thought he was near to glimpsin’ it but how could he know it’d be this magnificent. Suddenly, he wonders how he got there. One of the creatures informs him that they have invited him, Logan, to witness Alshra, the spirit plane. Turning around, Logan sees the creatures. He had forgotten them but they seem peaceful, gentle. The leader of the creatures extends apologies for their form, should he find it unsettling. He might prefer to perceive them as they truly are. With that, the creature waves his hand and he and the other creatures transform from a Yeti appearance to a more human appearance. He then tells Logan to allow them to become known to him. They are Neuri.
Centuries ago, their ancestors flourished in the fertile valleys beneath the Ural Mountains. They lived peaceful lives, growing closer to nature with each passing generation. When they achieved harmony with the great Earth-Mother, she revealed the secrets of her life-energies to them. They avoided all contact with the rest of mankind, their warring ways sickened them. But the barbarian hordes encroached upon them and to survive they moved on ever northward.
Eventually they reached the great Siberian snowfields and found sanctuary. The barbarians could not survive in such a solitary, frozen place. But they were different for they drew upon the quiescent earth-energy to transform their bodies to a form more appropriate to sub-zero temperatures. They tunneled beneath the snow and sculpted the living ice. They nurtured new species of plants, in the glow of phosphorescent minerals. Under the ice, they made utopia. In this perfectly balanced eco-system, all their needs were cared for. They felt no need for competition or individuality. Over the centuries they evolved a group mind, each being contributing selflessly to one overall consciousness. While their bodies remained on Earth, their composite mind roamed the cosmos. Exploring, learning, unbounded by time or space.
Meanwhile on Earth, the barbarians had come of age. They had advanced from killing each other to killing the world. They called it progress, but progress toward what? They wandered across the arctic wastes, without shelter or food. They grew sick and began to die. Most accepted their fate with dignity while there were those who did not, those who in desperation broke away from the group consciousness. Renegades, who set out to attack, to murder, to break an old-age taboo. They feasted upon flesh, human flesh. When they did, they unleashed forces beyond their reckoning, beyond their understanding. Dark forces, evil forces, massively increasing their mystical power but totally corrupting their doomed souls.
Consumed by bloodlust, they fled in search of more victims. Preying on isolated communities, their power increased with each new kill. They followed their trail of carnage out of Siberia across Alaska, and now into Canada. They must be stopped. Their dark powers encompass primal forces beyond your very imagining. They cannot restrain them without invoking the same forces, they would become them. He, Logan, has been able to do what they cannot. He has fought with them, even killed some of their number. How can they ask him to do still more?
Logan tells him ya don’t need to ask, bub, he’s volunteering. They took a friend of his. Besides, he owes ‘em for messin’ with his mind. He doesn’t know how they did that, but he knows how to stop it. The leader informs Logan that his mind is resonating with the rebels’ consciousness, through the medium of the Alshra. While the rest of mankind has lost the ability to reach Alshra, he has not. But as they communicate, the rebels are draining the energy from the Alshra. The Alshra itself is under threat. His, Logan’s, empathy with the geographical area caused him to be subconsciously drawn there. Logan asks why his mind would resonate with the rebels’ consciousness instead of theirs. That ain’t flatterin’…
The leader informs him that it is the metal that lies within him. His healing factor is attempting to reject it, but it is so much a part of him that it cannot. He is an entity of conflict and he will never achieve the necessary harmony to enter Alshra unaided. He is only there now because they will it. Logan remarks that an adamantium skeleton is considered a bonus in his line of work, he ain’t never figured on the down side.
The leader tells him that time has become short, their conference must end. With that, the Neuri go back to their Yeti appearance. The leader tells him that the solution to their problem lies there, on the corporeal plane. Logan thinks to himself normal reality. It could feel good to be back, but it doesn’t. It’s grim, and it’s dull. The only faint echo of Alshra that remains is in the peace and serenity of the creatures themselves. Just then, Logan experiences the static, a tidal wave of it. It is worse than before. The leader tells him that the rebels’ mind-link with him increases in power. If this continues, he will join their number. He will travel with him to protect him from their influence, and be his guide. Even without the static, his senses may not detect the rebels, because of their complete harmony with nature.
As they take off across the snow-covered ground, Logan doesn’t doubt his companion’s word. He’s like a ghost. No scent, no sound. He’s running full tilt and he ain’t even breakin’ a sweat. He’s glidin’ over the snow, hardly leavin’ a ripple in the air. He’d be impressed, if it didn’t give him the jitters.
In short time, the duo rush by a cabin. When they do, Logan stops in his tracks. It’s exactly as he remembered it. The Neuri leader tells him not to go, there is no time, the rebels are near. Do not torture himself. Entering the cabin, Logan tells him that he has to do this for his own sanity. Seeing the dead bodies of the family inside, Logan states that he’s killed in battle, man to man, but this is something different. He always knew the danger of berserker rages, what might happen if he completely lost control. But they made him feel it, enjoy it. The Neuri leader tells him but he did not do it. Logan says but he felt like he did, can’t he understand. It’s in his memory, it’s part of him. He’s gonna make ‘em pay, gonna kill, kill…
The Neuri leader warns him there is danger there. The rebels’ close proximity is promoting his rage. As Logan runs off repeating KILL, KILL, the Neuri leader calls out to him to stay close to him. He cannot help him resist them if he leaves.
Close by, the members of the Dawson City hunting club make their way through the heavy snow. One of them mentions that the blizzard’s getting worse, they’ve lost his tracks. Another one says this is crazy, they’re all gonna freeze. The leader tells them that they are going to keep going. The little one is out ‘ere somewhere. Another one says to him they ain’t gonna find him in this. They gotta turn back. The leader informs them no. They keep going. And when they catch ‘im, he will tear ‘im limb from li…
Just then, a demented voice cuts him off and tells him it is him who will die. With that, one of the Renegades leaps at the men. When the leader shoots the Neuri, it explodes much to the shock of the hunters. Before they can ponder any further, they are surrounded by a gang of Neuri. They call them werewolves and notice they’re everywhere. They’re done for. As soon as they are attacked, Logan leaps into the fray and slices away at the Renegades. The hunters recognize him as a sooperhero, one o’ them Alfer Flight.
When the Neuri swarm on Logan, the hunters also see that there’s too many for him, they’re killin’ him. Just then, Logan rises up and slices the Neuri who have swarmed him. The hunters proceed to witness the Neuri running away. Some of them want to go after them and kill the suckers. Others in the group disagree, this is their chance to get out of there quickly. Sitting on the ground, one of the hunters informs the others that he cannot walk and they must help him. The others tell him that a cripple would slow them down so they are going to leave him.
Before they depart, one of the Neuri approach them. The injured one calls out not to let it get him – shoot it. Holding up his hand, the leader of the Guide tells them to have no fear. He comes to them in peace. Discard their weapons. When they drop their weapons, the leader of the Guide approaches the frightened and injured man and tells him to heed his words. Their way is not to harm, theirs is to heal. Placing his hands on the man’s injured leg, he tells him his injury is minor and easily repaired. Shocked, the men remark that the wound is gone, not even a scar remains. The Guide says to them that their own violence has drawn them there, they are not needed. Go. As the hunters rush off, the Guide heads off in the direction where Logan ran off. While he does, he states that man is still ruled by his base desires. Thank the Earth-Mother that true spirits such as Logan transcend such barbarity.
Farther up ahead, Logan continues to brutally attack the Renegades. As he hacks and slashes them, he thinks to himself “pain, kill, pain ignore, fight kill, not stop, finish kill, pain.” Once he has killed all of them, Logan is in severe pain and thinks “no more all dead. Hurt real bad. Pain too much damage. Healin’ factor can’t cope. Not find Saskia failed. Pain dizzy. Blacking out. Mariko… I’m dying…”
Approaching him, the Guide tells him that he will not die this day. He has fought their battle. It is their disgrace that it should come to this. He has sustained mortal damage, beyond the restorative powers of his healing factor. But not beyond the group power of we Neuri, channeling the energies of the Alshra itself, to fortify his mutant healing power, to regenerate each mutilated part of his being and restore him totally. Completely healed, Logan sits up and tells the Neuri that he fixed up his costume too, neat trick. If his healin’ factor could do that, it’d sure save on tailorin’ bills.
The Guide tells Logan that they must be swift. Although the elemental purity of the snow eradicates the remains of the demon rebels, still one of their number survives. As the duo rush off, Logan says he figured as much. The static’s still buzzin’ and through it he can feel the survivor’s desperation, hunger. The Neuri tells him the last is more cunning and devious than his brethren. He has inherited their combined power, but it is not enough to challenge him. He hungers for his indomitable spirit, but fears his strength, and has gone in search of easier prey.
Trudging through the snow, the hunters talk amongst themselves that the crazy wind is comin’ from everywhere, they’re bein’ driven in circles. The Renegade tells them not in circles, but to him. Driven like lambs to the slaughter. As the Renegade slashes one of the hunters and kills him, Logan stops in his tracks and feels a surge, smells blood, and tastes death. Noticing his pain, the Guide turns around and tells him that the Renegade’s growing power concentrates his psychic rapport with him. He must resist him.
Logan tries but he can see the roughnecks from the bar, cornered in a rocky cleft. The hunters, in a panic, call out for somebody to shoot. Realizing they threw their guns away, they all begin to scatter. Defiantly, Moose exclaims non, he runs from nothing. As he rushes towards the Renegade, Logan can see him rushing “him” again, just like in the bar. This time “he” rips out his throat. It feels good. No! It ain’t him killin’, it’s the Renegade. This one is warm and soft as “he” reaches in and pulls out his heart. NO. KILL. Kill, keep power growing as “he” drinks their souls. KILL POWER. Power… kill…
The Guide informs Logan they must hurry. The demonic powers of the Renegade challenge the natural order. As the rest of the hunters are slaughtered, the Guide calls out that the Renegade has dared to violate the Alshra.
Just then, the ground beneath them goes at a 90 degree angle and the duo fall to the ground. When they finally land, the Guide informs Logan that chaos reigns. The upheaval is but the first. The tremors will grow and spread if they do not stop the Renegade. Bestial, Logan begins to growl like a wild animal. Concerned for his friend, the Guide calls out Logan’s name but the Renegade tells him it is too late. He has freed his animal nature from the restrictions of civilized discipline, he is his.
With his head aflame, the Renegade tells his brother that so too is the power of the Alshra. Observe, the energy he reveres and worships is his plaything. Join him and together they will rule creation. The Guide tells him that he must cease this madness, he will not join him. The Renegade tells him to die and unleashes a blast that the Guide is able to deflect with a shield he is able to create using his magical power. Enraged, a bestial Logan leaps towards the Renegade. The Renegade laughs and says he reacts to his violent gesture. Such a wild spirit. He will enjoy devouring his soul but later. With that, the Renegade blasts Logan into the ground.
Turning his attention back to the Guide, he continues to blast away at him. He tells him to come, resistance is futile. He desires his death, but his beliefs demand he restrain him without harm. The Guide replies that he will not submit. The Earth-Mother will not suffer on his account. Fighting back, the Guide tells the Renegade that he cannot be allowed to win. The Renegade exclaims that he cannot lose, he is power. The Guide tells him that the group mind will support him. The Renegade informs him that it is not enough and continues his assault. Connecting with some blasts, the Renegade tells him that his powers mean nothing to him. Now he dies!
Emerging from the ice, Logan tells the Renegade not if he has anything to do with it. The Renegade remarks that he seems anxious to die. Blasting him, he informs him that he is not ready to give him his full attention. As the Renegade divides his attention between both the Guide and Logan, the Guide tells Logan that the Renegade has released his mind to battle with him. He cannot fight them both. The Renegade says that is a mere oversight. Logan tries to push forward, tries to fight, but he feels the Renegade’s mind touch his. Vile thoughts worm into his brain and feed the darkness he tries to suppress. The Renegade points out to his brother, the Guide, that Logan cannot deny the seduction of bloodlust. The Guide implores Logan to fight it. Logan, however, begins to weaken and lose control.
When the Renegade informs his brother that his willpower crumbles, his mind is his, he has won. The Guide exclaims never and unleashes his power. With the Renegade shaken, Logan takes advantage while he’s still dazed. Slashing away at the Renegade, Logan notices that he’s hurtin’ him but he’s got to hit somethin’ vital before he fights back. Before he can, the Renegade is able to knock Logan backwards and disappears.
Picking himself up out of the snow, Logan realizes he was too slow. He gave him time to come back at them and get away. Looking off in the distance and seeing a trail of blood in the snow, he notices that the Renegade is hurt, leavin’ him a trail he could follow blindfolded. But before he can start after him, he sees the Guide lying in the snow. It looks bad. Making his way over to him, Logan tells the Guide that they’ve changed places but he doesn’t have the power to help him. The Guide informs him that he is beyond help. His mortal frame was too frail to bear the full power of the group mind. He then tells Logan that he must wait for the other Neuri to arrive before he pursues the Renegade. He is too strong for him to fight alone. His life experience has been enriched in knowing him. Goodbye friend Logan.
As the Guide dies, his body goes limp. A faint ripple of warmth pulses outward. His spirit passin’ on? He hopes so. Once his body crumble to dust, Logan feels empty. He’s seen a lot of dyin’, lived with it, was ready to accept it, figured he knew what it was all about. Now he ain’t so sure. The wind scatters his ashes and it’s like he never was. ‘Cept he’ll remember him as long as he lives. Which may not be too much longer. The Guide was right; he’s no match for the Renegade. But he has more chance while he’s hurt and weak. There may be no stoppin’ him if he has time to recover. The trail’s in a dead straight line. He knows where he’s goin’. Logan knows he’s gotta move. The Renegade could be headin’ for new victims. No! He’s gone to ground. That’s good, it’s just me and him.
Entering the cave, Logan pops his claws. The Renegade knows he’s there. He can feel the tendrils of his mind workin’ into his brain. His berserker rage has saved him in the past but the Renegade is usin’ it to control him. He has to center himself, stay calm, disciplined. ‘Cause he’s workin’ blind, it’s pitch black dark and the static’s still screwin’ up his senses.
As he steps on bones, human bones, Logan ignores ‘em and stays centered. Mental worms are eatin’ into his brain. There’s light from above, water drippin’. He ignores, concentrates. There are scents – human blood, rock slime, and very faint bear spoor at least three years old. KILL. Logan tells himself to stay steady and not to lose it now. Behind him! KILL. Turning around with a lurch, Logan is surprised when he comes face to face with Saskia. Crying, Saskia begs Logan to take her away. They’re going to sacrifice her, she’s so scared. KILL. Logan feels the creature stalkin’ him. KILL. He tells Saskia to keep back against the rock. He has to concentrate, can’t let Saskia distract him. Saskia begs him to take her away but Logan tells her to stay back. KILL. He has to filter the sounds. Damn static fizzin’ in his head. He sifts scents; there’s gotta be a trace. KILL. Hearing the water dripping louder and louder, Logan knows it’s getting’ closer but there’s no scent. KILL. KILL.
Turning around, Logan jams his claws into Sasika’s chest.
Watching Saskia transform into the Renegade, Logan recognizes that the girl had no scent. He ignored it earlier, figurin’ the static was cloudin’ his senses. But when he could smell the three year old bear spoor, he knew she had to be the creature. The Saskia form was just to bait victims. He was careless, he thought he’d killed it, needs convincin’. As Logan begins to battle the Renegade he sees that it’s gettin’ bigger, metamorphosin’. Continuing to slash away at the Renegade, Logan notices that the static’s stopped. His mind’s clear, he can think.
So it is dead, or as good as, and it’s tryin’ to take him with it. No chance. It’s lost all physical coherence. All the power it absorbed, swellin’ it, ready to explode. Logan knows he could run for cover but he remembers the victims. Two infants, innocent eyes filled with terror. He remembers the slaughter, the pleasure he shared through the Renegade’s senses. It’s his memory now, his shame. He feels the agony in the creature’s psychic scream and he laughs. Energy churnin’ out of control, he has to get out before it blows. Unfortunately for Logan he is unable to get out before the Renegade explodes and causes the cave to collapse on top of him, burying him.
Sometime later, Logan emerges from the rubble. Once he reaches air, he recognizes it was a hard dig. He didn’t think he was gonna make it. He could use a beer or ten. He was lucky. He hung in there too long; just to inflict pain on the sucker. He coulda been crushed or buried alive but it was worth it. Just then, the Neuri appear behind him and call out his name. Logan is surprised. Even with his head clear, they snuck up on him like ghosts. The Neuri inform him that his intervention averted tragedy. They thank him and tell him they have healed the disharmony in the Alshra. All is as it was, they must now return to their homeland. Logan tells them that’s suicide. Stay there in Canada, it’s a big country. The Neuri tell him no. The Earth is grown small and the blight of mankind consumes it. Confrontation with humans would be inevitable. As they leave, they tell Logan that destiny cannot be denied.
Watching them leave, Logan wants to argue, to say that they can’t just give up. They’ve achieved so much – so much knowledge, so much power. Maybe acceptin’ destiny takes more strength than he has. The Neuri said he could be like them but for his adamantium bones and claws. Temptin’ idea – the beauty of the Alshra and a mind that could soar among the stars. But he ain’t too sure. He’s a fightin’ man and the way he sees it this is worth fightin’ for. Anyway, it could get really dull floatin’ around the cosmos without a beer.


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Wolverine is relaxing in an empty bar, looking silently at the grand city views through the large expanse of window. A beautiful woman enters wearing a long fur coat and asks the bartender for a martini, dry, which is more than she can say for herself. "God, it's cold," she mutters. Wolverine knows from the moment she enters the place and smells her sweet scent that she'll be trouble for him. The way her perfume mixes with her sweat and the soap she's used he knows that she is the one. She removes her coat and half-turns to Logan, jokingly asking if he has a blow dryer on him. "Sorry," he replies. How about a cigarette, she asks. She receives the same apology.
She smiles and tells him he doesn't look sorry. The bartender asks if she'd like to start a tab. She says she would, and he should probably start mixing his next drink, because she plans on having many. She adds that Logan can have one, too. She hates drinking alone. Makes her think she has a drinking problem; which she doesn't. Logan accepts graciously.
The woman informs Logan that her dad... he had a problem. He was allergic to booze and, when he drank, he broke out in felonies. Logan doesn't respond to the joke, but thanks her for the drink. She sits facing him and tells him he hasn't looked at her once. "'scuse me?" asks Logan. She says she doesn't wish to be conceited, but most of the time when she walks into a room, especially a bar, she turns a couple of heads. Guys start sending over drinks, but here she is buying him one. "What'cha want me to do," he asks, "Whistle atcha?" She replies that she'd prefer a good one-liner, followed by why his marriage is in the toilet. It's something she's accustomed to.
Logan reaches for his hat and tells her he hasn't got any lines, and if he was married it'd be a train wreck. She tells him that she likes how his hair does that thing. Does he use product? She feels like she's losing him, and smiles broadly, using the allure of her bright blue eyes. She introduces herself as Annabel, and asks what he does. Logan tells her that he guesses he works with his hands. What about her? What does she do besides buy strange men dinks in hotel bars? Annabel tells him that she does some modeling for fashion magazines, and lately she's been acting. She used to be a ballet dancer but loves food too much. Has he seen how small dancers are? You weigh over a hundred and fifteen and you're a candidate for a gastric bypass.
Logan stands and grabs his jacket. He asks how the acting thing's going for her. Annabel replies that she's got a couple of auditions this week. She'll let him know how it goes.
Logan has fought the baddest of the bad. He's fought everyone from the Hulk to the Sentinels to Sabretooth, but none of those fellas have got anything on a beautiful dame. Moments later, they are in the elevator with Annabel wrapped around his solid frame. They tumble into his hotel room and head straight to bed. Logan reckons it's not every day something like this happens to him, believe it or not, so he goes along for the ride.
Some time later, Annabel wakes up and quietly asks if he's awake. He doesn't respond, so she reaches under the bed and into her bag; removing a syringe from her small collection. She injects Logan in his stomach and starts getting dressed. Logan had hoped that he was wrong about her, but he wasn't. As the drugs go through his veins, his muscles contract, locking him up all corpse-like. He curses himself for believing in her, even for a moment. Once he is seemingly unconscious, Annabel opens the door and three men remove Logan and throw him into the back of a van.
(flashback)
A couple of weeks ago, Logan was tipped off about a ring of thieves. It didn't really interest him until he heard what they were hawking. It actually made his knuckles stand up. He doesn't believe in the bogeyman or leprechauns or creationism, and he's heard some cockamamie myths in his time, but this came from a reliable source. Someone he didn't think would steer him wrong. The source was a rich man whose guards had already been taken care of by Wolverine. Logan's claws ensured the information would be reliable.
(present)
After using himself as bait, he lies on an operating table in a dark room where people are smoking It's not what one might call hygienic. Two doctors operate on him, and one of his organs is removed. One doctor asks the other to be careful with it. The organ is destined for Jose Javier. "The drug lord?" enquires his colleague. The doctor asks if he's surprised. Who does he think buys organs on the black market? The organ is placed into a box while another is removed from Logan's torso.
Even for Logan, being murdered and having his innards sold to the highest bidder is real gruesome stuff. This kind of thing ain't supposed to happen. His body is removed from the table and tossed into some water nearby. It isn't the first time he's stared evil square in the face. He's seen plenty of ugly stuff.  Ever see the Blob? But, this sickens Logan and haunts him in ways he can't even begin to explain. His body begins to grow back the removed organs. It's really painful, more so than having them removed. Imagine taking a knife and scraping it against your bone. Multiply that by a thousand times, and that's how it feels.
Eventually, his body recovers enough for him to clamber out of the water and onto the bank. He wants these people to know that pain. He'll make them pay. He walks through the rain back to the building where he was operated on. Inside, two more bodies are laid out on the floor, being placed in body bags. One of the doctor's, Phillips, asks his colleague Jeffrey to finish cleaning the operating table. He needs a cigarette.
Phillips walks outside and lights up, before relaxing in his car. As he sits down he looks in the mirror and sees Logan's eyes staring back at him. He barely has time to worry about it, though, as three claws punch straight through his back and out of his chest. His head slumps forward and hits the horn which blasts away continuously. One of the hired thugs approaches and asks if he' okay, before looking inside the vehicle and seeing the blood.
The guy pulls his weapon out and looks around, but there is no one there. Logan doesn't want them to die slowly. He wants to make them to feel it in the pit of their guts. He's gonna help them find religion. The gunman heads back to the building and tells everyone that someone killed the doctor. Several men grab their pistols and rush outside. Jeffrey is shocked, and says they guaranteed that there wouldn't be any complications. One guy turns round and tells him to shut up. They'll handle this.
They head for the car and check on Phillips. He's clearly dead. One guy wonders if it's a message from the Korataev Brothers, their opposition. Another reckons that they will be sorry for this. He'll call Sebastian. As he speaks, one guy named Ludwig asks him to wait. He sees Wolverine rushing towards him fast and gaps, "Mother of God!" He lets rip with his gun, but Logan is past them in a flash and they look around to see where he went. Ludwig recognized him as being one of their victims. He wants Logan found and killed, right now!
Even as they concoct a plan, the others don't really believe Ludwig, and reckon it's the vodka talking. They still suspect the Korataevs. As they chat, Logan sprints towards them with all six claws extended and slices them in two. He then proceeds to eviscerate several more, beheading one of them. One guy, bleeding and throwing up, manages to reach the building. Ludwig asks him where the men are. The injured guy tells him he was right. Their victim came back. He drops dead as Logan enters the building looking incredibly menacing.
Ludwig backs away and begins shooting, but Logan is on him in an instant. He lifts him from the ground as his claws make yet another kill. Jeffrey is terrified and starts running. He is a big guy, and the strain is too much for him. He collapses to the ground clutching his chest and quickly dies from a heart attack. Logan's literally scared him to death.
(later)
With the chop shop now out of business, Logan returns to the city and knocks on Annabel's door. As she asks who's outside, Logan smashes the door in and enters. Annabel is sent sprawling. "What are you?" she cries upon seeing Logan. He is on top of her in an instant and extends his claws across her face. He warns her to shut up or he starts punching holes. For a moment, he considers doing to her what she did to him, but it would be too easy to end it like that. He stands and she looks up at him. She tells Logan that he doesn't understand. They threatened to kill her if she didn't help them. They said they'd kill her mother. Logan orders her to give him a name, or he'll do something worse.
Soon, Annabel is at Sebastian's spacious and expensive home. She presses the buzzer and Sebastian opens the door, asking how she got there and where her guards are. She tells him it's urgent, and is ushered inside. She asks if they are alone. He locks the door and replies yes. He asks what is the meaning of this. Behind him, Annabel says she is sorry, before plunging a syringe into him.
She then departs and heads straight to the hospital carrying a small red box. She tells the receptionist that he told him to take it there. The receptionist asks who, but Annabel leaves the hospital and grabs a cab. Logan watches discreetly. Two things are certain, he thinks. She'll be looking over her shoulder for the rest of her miserable existence, and she ain't gonna be forgetting him some time soon. The doctors at the hospital open the box and find one of Ludwig's organs inside. "Call the police," one exclaims.
Logan's said it before and he'll say it again. There's something about a beautiful broad. Even if you know they've got something up their sleeve, they can still put you under their spell. He heads for a nearby bar where, once again, a beautiful woman asks him if he's got a cigarette. "Sorry," he replies. "Don't smoke."


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Tally Ho! (first story) - Purity (second story)
First Story:Louisiana, some who-the-hell-knows-its-name swamp at the ass-end of nowhere. Two dogs sniff through the watery ground, while a man on some sort of craft glides across the water, while in the shadows of the trees, Wolverine lurks – and pops his claws. This here's nightbirds mumbling and toads crying out, and under it all the sound of predators being too quiet. This here is adrenaline, and the stink of fear, and like it or not, a sick kinda joy lurking inside it. This here is moonlight in the woods, and there isn't a thing in the world that makes you feel more alive. But this isn't where the story starts.
Two days ago:New Orleans:Logan makes his way through a crowd of people, when suddenly, someone touches his hair: 'Hey, buddy, that natural growth or you got a electrode up your a-' the man begins. Two days ago, minus three minutes, the man lies on the floor, thrown amongst others. This guy called Ben sees Logan in character and goes all good samaritan. 'Uh, mister? Cops just pulled up. I got a car out back...'
Logan realizes that he will have an ulterior motive, and they speed away in the small car marked with flowers, as some hippy-type music plays on the stereo, Ben asks Logan if he has ever gone in for bloodsports. 'Depends on my mood, Bub. Why?' Wolverine asks. 'Oh, no - hey! Home sweet home!' Ben exclaims as they drive towards a series of tents. 'Cops'll never think to look here' Ben adds.
'Hippies. $%&#' Wolverine mutters as he gets out of the car and some people approach him. 'Hey, Moonbeam, check it out! This guy totally aced like a thousand rednecks! He's perfect for the project!' Ben exclaims. 'Hold it. “Project”?' Wolverine asks. 'This got something to do with the bloodsport pop quiz?' he enquires. Moonbeam tells Logan that there is nothing sporting about it. 'Come see for yourself' she asks him. There is a loud noise, and Wolverine asks 'Hell is that noise?' Moonbeam explains that it is a hunting bugle. 'They say it's traditional. And these guys... they're big on tradition' she remarks, as men on horses ride by. 'Tally ho!' one of them shouts as they race after a frightened fox.
Present:Several ugly looking dogs continue to search the swamp, they bite at five hundred pounds per inch. Size relative, these dogs are stronger, faster and tougher than any shaved monkey you have met. The pooch can pick up a scent concentrated one million times lower than a human can, and in a pack he will let his pals keep you busy while he lines up for your throat – and that's just your average mutt. These bastards, Wolverine has the feeling, that they have a higher calling – they are hunting dogs, and using them is just plain cheating. One of the dogs follows a scent to the edge of a ridge – where Wolverine's mask has been placed on a branch sticking out over the ridge. The dog bares down over Wolverine's mask, before Wolverine swings down from above and kicks the dog away. A bottle of alcohol strapped to his belt, Wolverine picks up his mask.
Last night:Wolverine lies in a sleeping bag outside one of the tents, while the hippies sit nearby in a circle around a small fire. 'Brit foxhunts... like, seriously? I've seen the videos. Fifty dogs tearing the hell outta one fox. You can't tell me that's humane' Moonbeam remarks. 'These aristo-bastards, they're all “Hey, the foxes gotta be culled or they'll kill our chickens...” but that's a total lame-out' Moonbeam declares. 'Total' one of the other hippies agrees. Moonbeam adds that there are more efficient ways, too which Wolverine looks up from where he is sleeping and asks 'You mind? Trynna sleep here'. Moonbeam tells Logan that she is just saying, in 2004, the Brits made it illegal, lots honked-off snobs. 'And where's the one place loves to see folk killing harmless critters for kicks?' Moonbeam points out. 'Hooray for the US o A!' Ben jokes.
Wolverine puts the pillow over his ears, he has a dilemma and wonders if he slices off his ears whether they will grow back before he gets some damn shut-eye. Ben tells Moonbeam that he doesn't think Wolverine is listening, to which Moonbeam tells him that isn't a problem, for by tomorrow, he will be begging to help. 'And why's that Pixie Dust?' Wolverine asks. 'Because tomorrow you get to meet the morons' Moonbeam smirks.
Ten hours ago, give or take:'Ah, brandy!' one of the men in red jackets exclaim as several of them have gathered. Some get onto their horses. Dead foxes hang from a wire that has been tied between two stakes, and dogs await their instruction. 'Not so hard, dash it all! Fetch a bloody ladder!' someone grumbles as others struggle to lift him onto his horse. 'Half an hour and we're off. Another lug fer the line, eh?' someone calls out.
'I say. Chums – natives!' one of the hunters declares as Moonbeam, dressed in a white jacket, approaches, holding a tray with some food on it. 'Compliments of the locals, sir' she remarks. 'Oh, top hole!' the hunter replies. 'Thought you Yankee types were meant t'be minus the manners, what! Jolly good show!' a female hunter exclaims. 'Actually, ma'am – I'm Canadian' Logan replies as he stands holding one of the trays, and also wears a white coat.
'You there, the short wallah! Stand still, chappie! Upsy-daisy! Spare the damned ladder, eh!' someone calls out as they climb up Wolverine's back to get onto their horse. Wolverine drops his tray of food, while a man with a moustache asks 'Canada... all forest, ain'it? Lashings've furry little devils to hunt, shouldn't wonder...' he begins. 'Furry little devils. Yeah' Wolverine snarls, before returning to the hippies.
'Cut three straddle straps!' one of them boasts proudly, while Moombeam explains that there is laxative in the snacks. 'Boot-prints on my back. I'm in' Wolverine tells them.
Now:Wolverine trudges through the swamp and thinks to himself that, for the record, it isn't like he's against hunting through and through – he would be a hypocrite if he was, right? The way he sees it, if you pit yourself against the wild, there better be a good reason.
'GAH!' Wolverine calls out as one of the ugly hunting dogs comes up behind him and bits his lower lef. 'Like maybe you're hungry and all you want's a damn feed' Wolverine thinks to himself. 'Maybe you're cold and a hindskin'll save your life'.
More dogs lunge at Wolverine who pops his claws and pushes them away, thinking that maybe you are just after proving something to your palls, your pack, whoever – and if that's all it is, long as it's a fair fight, there ain't no shame involved.
Wolverine climbs up one of the nearby trees, narrowly dodging two darts which are fired at him and land in the trunk of the tree below his feet. The dogs rally around the tree, and Wolverine thinks 'Sometimes, like in the fairest fights of all, staying alive in spite of the wild... that's all the reward you need'.
'Hm' remarks someone behind a metal mask as they hold the gun that fired the darts, and Wolverine thinks that the way he sees it, long as there is something to gain, least a man's got an excuse for his killing.
Eight hours ago:But this – this ain't got an excuse worth spit.
The dogs race after a fox, with the horses and their riders not far behind. Suddenly, part of a tree falls down, and the dogs crash into it, while the fox runs to safety. The riders become confused as their saddles come undone, and they start to fall off. 'What the deuce?' one of them asks. 'Bally saddle!' another exclaims. 'I say... where are Julian and Gregory?' another hunter asks, while the missing hunters hang upside down, rope tied around them, and tape across their mouths, they dangle from a tree nearby.
Wolverine decides that these cowards have nothing to gain but a cheap thrill and a pack-mauled pelt – it ain't a fair fight.
'There's the bounder, by jingo!' one of the hunters calls out as he aims a gun at the fox.
Wolverine decides that he doesn't have to be fair either – and slices the hunter's gun in half.
'...the devil?' the hunter gasps, confused. 'Um... anyone seen a loo?' another hunter calls out. 'Oh dear' they utter as the hunter with the gun is thrown from his horse, as Wolverine makes his presence known, punching his way through the hunters – nothing lethal, nothing permanent – just enough to let them know that the tide has turned.
'Great scott!' a hunter declares, as he pulls back on his horse in front of Wolverine.
'And no killing horses, neither' Wolverine thinks to himself, as it isn't their fault they got #$%& onboard.
'Hmmm' one of the hunters remarks.
Now:The mysterious hunter with the metal face mask rides the cycle-like vehicle over the swamp muck, while the dogs continue to track Wolverine. 'No killing horses, right? Heh heh heh' Wolverine thinks to himself as he drops down from the trees and lands on the hunter's vehicle, slicing his claws into it, while the rider falls into the water. 'Soft parts, Mr Logan. Remember?' the masked man calls out. 'Huh?' Wolverine asks, before the hunter fires a dart, which lands in Wolverine's neck. Wolverine starts to get away, 'Dammit...' he mutters as he pulls the dart out.
Seven hours ago:'Don't like this...ain't natural' one of the hunters remarks. 'Didn't even see the bugger! Like a... a bleeding ghost!' another declares, while gathered nearby, Wolverine and the anti-hunting group are readying the next part of their plan. But to Logan, this fight doesn't feel normal – no spandex, no super-villains, no slugging it out in the street. 'OOOOOOOOOO!' two of the hippies cry out through the trees.
'S... see?' one of the hunters gasps. 'Don't be ridiculous. Just some hairy little plebian trying to give you the willies' another hunter declares. But Logan knows that on the other hand, he is supposed to be a super hero – there's always a costume involved some place, and he leaps through the trees, claws at the ready, wearing a large fox costume. 'Raaagh! REVENGE!' he shouts. The hunters start to run, 'Bugger' one of them mutters. A fox looks over at Wolverine, who takes off his fox mask. 'Heh. Drinks're on you, Bub' Wolverine jokes.
Four hours ago:'Yeah!' the hippies exclaim as they raise their mugs. 'Logan, dude – you were awesome!' Ben shouts as they watch the hunters start to leave in their cars, towing their horses in floats behind them. 'They're totally going home! Yeee-haw!' another declares. 'Since when did I tell ya my name, kid?' Logan asks Ben as they walk between two of the tents. 'Huh? Last night, man – don't you remember?' Ben replies, before changing the subject: 'Hey, check this out! Local moonshine, bro!' Ben exclaims as he holds a small vial up to Wolverine, and tells him that he has to try some. 'It's, like, traditional!' Ben claims. 'So tradition stinks like $%&#? Who knew?' Wolverine replies, before he slurps back the concoction. 'Dude, no way! They're praising the Earth goddess! Let's go!' Ben calls out. Wolverine wipes his mouth and makes a noise that indicates he is not impressed. 'Knock yourself out. Figure I'll commune with nature in my own way. Like finding someplace sells beer' Wolverine remarks.
Now:Wolverine runs through the swamp and thinks that right about now, beer would go down a treat, though he isn't sure how long it would stay there. '#$%&ing sedative's playing Krakatoa with my guts' Wolverine thinks to himself. He rubs his head and tells him to c'mon, as he is too long in the teeth to be upchucking like some space out hippy.
Suddenly, he comes to a stop, as he sees tents at the edge of the swamp, and snoring coming from one of them.
Two hours ago:Logan is in a diner that claims to be home of the Obese-Ifier. 'Eugh. #$%&ing moonshine' Logan grumbles, putting a finger in his mouth, complaining about how the taste lingers. 'Matter of fact, Sah, it's designed to...' a voice calls out. 'The hell d'you want?' Wolverine asks, turning to the man in a purple coat that approaches him. 'A simple introduction, Mr Logan' the man replies, introducing himself as Sir Damien Spencer, until so very recently, the master of their little hunt. 'Out of a job, huh, bub?' Wolverine asks. 'In a manner of speaking. But then... one door closes, another opens...' Sir Damien points out. 'Yeah? Exit's that way. Go open it' Logan tells him as Sir Damien sits down beside him and snaps his fingers, while telling Mr Logan that he hopes he won't think of him as a braggart if he tells him that he has hunted game the world over. 'Brandy, m'dear' he tells the bar staff, before remarking to Wolverine 'Oh, yes, Berkshire to Bangkok... my idiot chums have always been most effective at galvanizing the local handwringers'. Sir Damien looks over to the drink that is being poured for him and adds that some people collect stamps, while he collects indignant protestors.
'You piss 'em off on purpose? Why?' Logan asks. 'Ha! Because foxes are just too bloody easy, old bean!' Sir Damien replies. He reveals that the truth is, he has been searching for one of these self-righteous ecoplebs brave enough to make a bally fight of it – and idealist like that, now that would be prey worth hunting. 'Heh-heh-heh. You're sick in the head, Bub' Wolverine tells Sir Damien. He pops his claws and places them to Sir Damien's neck, 'The hell makes you think you'd catch me?' he asks. Two bar patrons turn and observe as Sir Damien replies 'The same thing that persuades one's agents to so thoroughly research – for example – a wandering mutant. The same thing that induces a yokel to start a bar-brawl with a perfect stranger, or convinces a chap in one's employ to feed that same stranger an easily-trackable pheromone-marker cocktail. Money, Mr Logan. Everything has its price – even worthy quarry'. 'The moonshine? That #$%&ing hippy...' Wolverine mutters.
Now:Inside one of the hippy tents, there is a loud vomiting sound, before Ben wakes up, 'Aaagh!' he exclaims, rubbing his face, 'The #$%& is this? And what's that smell?' he asks. He looks up into the shadows of the tent and sees someone standing over him. 'L... Logan? That you? I'm freaking soaked here, dude' Ben exclaims. 'Sorry, Ben. Guess that moonshine disagreed with me' Logan replies. 'Figured you should have it back' Logan adds. Ben sniffs his fingers that he previously ran across his face, 'This is? Oh, gross... this is mutie barf?' Ben gasps. Logan tells Ben that he is just sharing the scent, and that he bets those pheromones of his stink the same new or recycled. 'Say... you still wanna praise the Earth goddess?' Logan enquires. He exits the tent, and Ben follows him. 'Now's the time' Logan points out, as the ugly hunting dogs surround Ben and start barking. 'Oh no' Ben utters.
Ninety minutes ago:'You think money's gonna make me play your... your damn fox?' Logan asks. Sir Damien pours himself another drink and tells Logan that as a matter of fact, he was hoping he would do it for free. 'And why the hell'd I do th-?' Wolverine begins. 'Same reason you knackered my bally hunt. The love of a fair fight' Sir Damien responds. Logan grits his teeth: 'Me and you? Bub, that don't come close to fair'. 'Perhaps. But as I said, Mr Logan, money brings so many rewards. Perhaps even enough to balance the odds' Sir Damien replies, snapping his fingers. 'For instance?' Logan asks. 'Ohhh, say...a customized combat suit with an IR tracker and a satellite-linked HUD' Sir Damien boasts as he removes his purple coat, revealing his armor, and a helmet slides up over his head. 'A bleeding-edge hover-steed with a soundfield muffle and a spiffing weapons cache... and the twenty absolutely enormous hounds in the truck outside' Sir Damien adds, while outside, the ugly dogs bark. Sir Damien reveals that the dogs were bred in a high-grav incubator, exceptionally aggressive and pumped with more military-grade chemicals than a steroidal super-nova.
'One came prepared, Mr Logan' Sir Damien boasts. But Logan gets up to leave, 'No dice. I ain't your damn toy, English' he replies. 'Pity. Then I'm afraid you leave me no choice, old beam... run. Mr Logan. Run as fast as you can' Sir Damien declares as he raises a weapon and readies it to fire. Wolverine turns back to the other man, who asks 'Something amusing?' Wolverine explains that if his agents of his really did their homework, he would know a gun ain't much incentive to him. 'Going for a leak. Don't be here when I get back' Logan tells Sir Damien as he enters the restroom. But Sir Damien announces that they are tranquilizers, and that he will have Logan counting sheep before those toothpicks of his are even bared. He adds that he is willing to wager there are one or two soft parts of Logan's anatomy lacking a metal core. 'They won't look too impressive hung above my mantel, no doubt... but, by God! What a conversation piece!'
Now:Ben calls out to Logan, who has climbed up a tree, and asks him to talk this over. 'Where'd you...I...I stink, dude! They're gonna think I'm y-' Ben calls out, before the ugly hunting dogs lunge at Ben, who pleads for help. 'Ouch' Logan remarks as he lights a match and puts it into the bottle of alcohol he was carrying around – and drops it from the tree, where it explodes, and the dogs squeal in fright.
One hour ago:Logan tells Sir Damien that he has a quick metabolism, and asks if his tranqs are up to it. 'It's your jugular on the line' Wolverine adds. 'So I'll shoot you twice, Sah' Sir Damien responds as he raises a second weapon. 'At any rate, I don't believe either of us wants to find out here, eh? At least in the woods you have a...a sporting chance. And ain't that just the ball point of all this?' Sir Damien remarks. Wolverine growls, before picking up a beer, 'For the road. You're buying' he tells Sir Damien, who sips another brandy. 'One hour, Mr Logan. Then hell rides with me' Sir Damien exclaims.
Wolverine makes his way into the swamp, 'Stink's priority one. Threads'll be covered' Logan thinks to himself. He pulls his costume from a sack, and notices some foxes hanging from a line nearby. He gets into his costume, then rubs the dead foxes all over him – the pack-mauled pelts are good for something after all, as fox ain't supposed to be on the menu tonight. He rubs some blood over his mask and costume too, camouflage ain't a problem, you can't face the wild and not get dirty.
Now:Wolverine stares out through the trees in some who-the-hell-knows-its-name swamp at the ass-end of nowhere. Waiting for moonlight in the woods. See, sporting chance or not, in any chase there's only one strategy worth a damn: don't be the prey!
Sir Damien removes the faceplate covering his face and whistles. 'Here, boys! Did... did you get the blighter? Boys? The deuce is that blasted smell?' Sir Damien calls out to the dogs. 'That's the boys, bub. Crispy-fried or flame-grilled, your choice' Wolverine calls out. Sir Damien turns to the sound of Wolverine's voice, as Logan leaps towards him, claws at the ready, 'Now... about that fair fight...'.

Second Story:Bangkok, Thailand:Wolverine a.k.a. Logan sits in a peaceful garden, meditating. He has had an ugly few weeks behind him – hard resolutions. Some good folks made the mistake of getting close to him and found themselves targeted by some other folks who made the mistake of getting on his wrong side. Wolverine's wrong side gets people killed. It is always there – pacing – waiting for Wolverine to admit he needs its help. He has come here to find a way to put it back in its cage – so it doesn't get its claws in too deep.
A hand reaches out for Logan, who spins around, 'What the -' Logan exclaims 'Pardon my intrusion' an elderly man responds. Wolverine recognizes the man as Klahan, and asks for forgiveness. 'How are you?' Wolverine asks. 'Better since your arrival, Logan. I wanted to thank you, again, on behalf of everyone' Klahan replies. Klahan remarks that Wolverine's help curbing the drug gangs and prostitution runners has had a great impact. They walk down a path towards a temple, where some worshipers are kneeling before a large statute. 'To have accomplished this without resorting to violence... very commendable. You have grown'. Wolverine tells Klahan that it is the least he can do, and admits that it is not entirely altruistic, as these visits with him have near saved his life.
Wolverine looks up at the statue, and points out that the syndicates are viciously out of control. 'I've been able to strike some fear into 'em but without getting a bit more physical I'm not sure how much use I can be'. Klahan turns to Logan and tells him that Buddha says there must be evil so that good can prove its purity above it. 'Sure... I get it, what's good without evil?' Wolverine replies. He smiles and puts a hand on Klahan's shoulder and tells him that it is a challenge he happily accepts, before asking if there has to be so damned much evil.
Wolverine walks back down the path, when suddenly, a woman wearing a purple dress calls out to him. Logan turns to her and smiles. 'Yes, hello... forgive my intrusion' the woman calls out. 'Pretty girl wants to wave me down... she need not apologize' Logan responds. The woman explains that she overheard Logan in the temple with Klahan, and asks 'You are the man who has been helping free our community of the gangs?' Wolverine replies that he has left a few gentle impressions on the local hardcores – the least he can do really. He explains that the real progress around here should be attributed to Klahan and the monks' charitable works. 'Modesty... not common in America' the woman says as she puts a hand on Wolverine's arm. Wolverine smiles and tells her that modesty ain't common in anyone, although his fellow Canucks like to fancy themselves a more peaceful breed, he wouldn't say that he necessarily helps reinforce that opinion. Wolverine puts his hands on the woman's waist as she asks him if he would allow her to prepare a meal as a sign of her appreciation. Wolverine admits that the local noodle house is wearing thin, and asks the woman to wait here while he gets changed. 'And we'll be off to Shangri-la' the woman declares.
Later, night has fallen, and in a small apartment, Wolverine sits at a table, 'That was incredible, Dao. All Thai women cook like this?' Wolverine asks. Dao sits opposite Logan and replies that cooking like this isn't common in anyone, before informing him that she isn't Thai, she came here from Burma. 'Well that makes us even-Steven on misreading each other's nationalities' Wolverine points out, before asking Dao what brought her to Bangkok. Dao begins to clear the table, and tells Wolverine that she fears he will leave if she tell him. 'Sister, you'd have to hae one hell of an ugly take to get me outta here now' Wolverine replies. Dao reveals that as a young girl, filthy pimps claiming to be showmen snuck her in illegally, and they promised her she would work as a dancer and nothing more. 'Wfter what they made me do...no man of honor would have me' Dao remarks, hanging her head. 'Well, darling, you're in luck – I'm no man of honor' Wolverine declares as he touches Dao's face, then kisses her.
'Then we're both in luck' Dao remarks as Wolverine removes her dress, a dove tattoo can be seen on her lower back. They fall onto the bed, locked in passionate embrace, when, suddenly, 'Wait, Dao. Hold on – I can'y do this now' Logan tells her. 'Am I so revolting...?' Dao asks, pulling a sheet around herself. Wolverine tells her that it isn't on account of her, he is just a twisted mess – a bona fide schizophrenic rageaholic. Wolverine puts his jacket on and announces that he is in Bangkok to get centered, the monks have been helping him control his base level instincts. 'What we're about to do here – it'd wake a part of me I need to let sleep'.
Shortly, rain falls as Wolverine climbs the steps back to the temple. He hated doing that, and thinks that Dao will be sure it was on account of what she told him. Suddenly, he picks up a smell – rich and bitter – fresh human blood. It wakes up Wolverine's wrong side. It knows there is ugly business waiting in the temple, and it wants out. At the top of the steps, monks lay in pools of their own blood, while, in the temple, before the statue of Buddha, several gang members stand before Klahan, who lies against the base of the statue. 'You monks were warned. Still you bring outsiders to try and frighten us?' one of the gang members exclaims. Klahan coughs, 'We did not harm you...please...' he utters. 'You bring men to scare us out of our city!' one of the thugs declares, shoving his foot into the weak monk. 'Scaring you out was Klahan's idea... now we're gonna do it my way... but my way ain't nice!' Wolverine exclaims as he enters the temple and slices one of the gang members' faces into three. 'No, Logan… prove your purity above... the evil...' Klahan utters. 'These subhumans don't deserve purity...' Logan snarls as he grabs one of the thugs, wrapping his arm around the thug's neck. 'Get 'em offa me!' the thug exclaims. '...but they have earned some instant karma' Wolverine declares as he breaks the thug's neck.
Wolverine almost lets the fourth goon go, let him lead Logan to his boss – but Logan leaps towards the fleeing thug and slams his face into the ground. The thug's dove tattoo on his neck tells Logan everything he needs to know. He and the thug's boss have already met. Logan turns to Klahan: 'Didn't leave me no option' he tells the dying monk, adding that he tried purity, but some folks need hard resolution. 'No, Logan...it is a man's own mind that lures him to evil...not his enemy...' Klahan replies as he dies in Wolverine's arms. Wolverine knows that Klahan is right, but some days you don't get much more than dead.
'What do you mean they're all DEAD? Impossible! They were low-dogs! Tough as nails!' Dao shouts down the phone, cigarette in one hand, a gun on the table before her. 'He couldn't have killed all four of them...he was only one man!' Dao exclaims, before picking up the gun as she notices Wolverine out the window. 'That man's gone, angel!' Wolverine snarls as he leaps through the window, sending glass shards shatteirng through the room. 'Now you gotta face me' Wolverine tells Dao, who opens fire, bullets strike Wolverine's chest. Logan slams Dao up against a wall and tells her that he ain't normally very nice to begin with, but now she has got on his wrong side. 'But I heard you speaking with the monk! You promised him you would fight for purity over evil...if you kill me...it will have been a lie. You will have no honor!' Dao exclaims, Logan's hand around her throat. Wolverine grits his teeth and replies 'I ain't no honorable man', before he releases his claws up through the wide-eyed Dao's head, and her lifeless body drops to the floor. 'Honor... that's Logan's struggle. I'm Wolverine' the X-Man declares as he leaps back out through the window and into the rain.


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Ill Winds
Welcome to the twenty-first century. It is a time of desperation and death for the United States, a country where the words “And Liberty And Justice For All” no longer have any meaning. At the dawn of the millennium, Sentinels overthrew the government, after the Congress had ordered SHIELD and the army to shut down the fourth wave of Sentinels. Now, every citizen must be tested for the X-Factor gene, which causes mutations, and those born homo superior have been interned in “relocation camps.”
Jubilee walks through the dark city of Hollywood. She carries a list which identifies her as a human, but that is a lie. As known, Jubilation is a mutant and also one of the last free X-Men. Jubilee covers herself in a hood, hoping that the Sentinels scouting above her won’t notice her. She passes a lunatic crying about the Babylon, but Jubilee ignores his warnings and pushes the old man away. Jubilee realizes that things are getting worse every day.
She returns back to her hideout in the once Sunset Metro-Mall. Jubilee enters it, and recalls that food keeps getting more and more scarce, as does medical attention, and she has even heard that the European Alliance has chosen to nuke the U.S.! Jubilee goes deeper inside the mall, where she passes the disposed and disenfranchised, who make the mall their home. At least, she thinks, this is a good place to be anonymous. She recalls her hometown to be once a place where many tourists came, but hasn’t seen any since the earthquake in ’09.
Jubilee goes to her friends, Synch and Leech. Synch asks her how things went. She explains that nobody questioned her I.D. card at any of the checkpoints, and that the power dampeners McCoy built for them are still holding up. Synch agrees, but they’ll only work as long as they don’t use their powers, which keeps them safe but also helpless. Leech is glad that at least they’ll have something to eat, and asks his boss what she got. Jubilee brought some canned vegetables, a pack of nutrient bars, some vitamins and a new water purifier. Synch doesn’t mean to be nostalgic, but he would give anything to actually walk through this mall again, and fill his cart with tons of food like in the old days.
Synch remembers that, back when he was a kid, he used to sit in school and daydream about seeing places like New York and Los Angeles, but now those cities are husks, and there are no more schools. Leech is glad with what they have. Synch notices Jubilee looking a little ragged, and gently touches her check, asking if she’s alright. She claims she is, but was wondering about the other X-Men, namely Peter, Ororo, Kitty and Rachel. She can’t help but think about the fact that if, they were with them during the Raid, things might have turned out differently.
Everett agrees, but they also could have ended up being prisoners as well, or worse: death like Sam and Kurt. At times like this, Jubilee wishes that Logan would be still around. Everett encourages Jubilee that he’s certain that, when the time comes, she’ll crank up a brilliant plan to burst everyone out of the camps. However, until that day, Everett doesn’t want to see Jubilee beating herself up over things she can’t control. Jubilee smiles that she knew there was a reason why she keeps Everett around. Suddenly, people around them scream and panic, and warn everyone to look up!
It’s a Raid! A couple of Prime Sentinels break through the glass window above them, and land before Jubilee. They are aware of Jubilee breaking the law with her fake ID card, and want to arrest or kill her if she resists. Jubilee thinks that if the Sentinels know she’s a mutant, she can use her powers on them. Leech distracts them using his absorbing powers, creating the diversion his friends need. While the Sentinels chase Leech, Jubilee and Synch prepare themselves. They combine their powers, but the Sentinels aren’t harmed by it.
Suddenly, strange magnetic powers destroy all of the gigantic robots! Jubilee thinks this must be their lucky day, but Everett suspects that “luck” hasn’t got anything to do with it. Jubilee recognizes the magnetic powers, and knows that there’s only one man capable of such control. And she hasn’t seen the man in years. She and Everett look up, and find… Magneto! Magneto explains that he came here looking for Jubilee, and needs her help finding Wolverine. And the lives of billions hang in the balance.
Moscow:
In bygone days, the Kremlin served as a symbolic heart of one of the world’s most powerful nations. Now, it is merely a backdrop for the gaudy neon advertising of Red Square, where the black market has become an institution that caters to any vice twenty-four hours a day, and pilgrims dare not travel alone at night for fear of being ambushed and sold to the genetic chop-shops which broker human body parts. Still, the scavengers and the junkies and bytheads give a certain foreigner a wide berth. For said man is no frightened, nervous tourist who made a wrong turn. This is a man on a mission, and won’t let anyone get in his way!
Wolverine walks silently through the town and enters the Dynamo bar, where mostly soldiers and former KGB agents visit. After taking down a security guard, Wolverine passes the visitors, who stare in awe at Logan, as they used to think he was dead. Logan walks over to the bartender, Bukharin, and wants to have a little talk with him. Bukharin stays calm, but clearly showing his metal arm, and recognizes him from the last time they spoke in Odessa. Wolverine explains that he’s looking for a woman, and hands over a photo of her to the bartender.
He claims to have never seen the woman before, but Wolverine knows that Bukharin is lying, as the photo was taken in this bar. Logan can smell Bukharin getting scared, and warns him to better rethink his answer, or else things will get rough. Bukharin understands, and explains that he saw the woman speaking to two Georgian engineers involved with Hydra’s failed Tunguska project. Before that, Bukharin had never seen this woman, as not a lot of Japanese woman stop by in his bar for a drink. After that, Bukharin explains she never came back. He wants to know who the woman is. Logan takes a serious look on his face, and tells Bukharin that he’s better of not knowing it. But, Logan promises that, if he finds out that Bukharin lied to him, he’ll come back to tear of Bukharin’s other arm as well.
Wolverine goes out of the bar, and senses the trail getting closer. He knows that Amiko is still alive, but hasn’t a clue how she got involved in Hydra business. As he continues his quest, Logan notices that, suddenly, the streets have gotten empty real fast, which normally takes a lot. This means that there’s a danger out there for him. Logan is proven correct, as Hand ninjas fall out of the sky!
The ninjas are angry with Logan, as they know he has traveled a long way, asking the wrong questions. And now, they want to make Logan pay by killing him. Wolverine admits he’s surprised that the Hand sect is still around, after what Elektra did to them. Logan snikts his claws open, along the way remembering that the Hand tried to get him using Amiko before, so maybe they are trying it again? The ninjas shout that the time of talking is through, and open the battle. Logan defends himself, and after a short battle pushes the ninjas away from him, demanding to know where Amiko is, as he knows she’s still alive.
Wolverine hesitates. He realizes that this was too easy, and that the ninjas aren’t part of the Hand at all! Suddenly, a mysterious, hooded woman sneaks up on Logan, and tells him he’s correct about his discovery, but too late to do anything about it. Wolverine wants to know how the woman could sneak up on him like that, but suddenly recognizes her. The woman touches Logan’s head, and uses her powers to drain away his consciousness. While using her powers, the woman explains that, in another life, she and Logan were friends, but that woman is dead now. She feels sorry for having to do this, but promises Logan that soon, he won’t remember anything of what happened today, as after she stops the absorption, Logan’s mind will be wiped clean!
As Logan feels his entire life breaking apart in the psionic onslaught, he tries to hold onto the memory of the one person who meant the world to him. The one person Logan thought he had lost, and hopes to find again. He is talking about Amiko, and remembers how delicate she was when Logan rescued her after her mother’s dead. And yet, Amiko was so strong, as she didn’t even cry when Logan picked her up. He promised the dying woman that he would take care of Amiko, away from harm. A promise Logan would give his life for to keep. But despite everything Logan did, Amiko died. And so, also something inside Logan died on that day. But then the photos started arriving, anonymously. Logan hoped that Amiko was still alive, and immediately started searching for her.
The woman stops her absorbing, and informs her partner, Midnight, she succeeded. Midnight wants to know what her partner is going to do with her men. She explains that the ninjas served their cause, as she wanted to use them to make Logan believe he was fighting members of the Hand. Midnight suggests that they leave then, and let the scavengers pick Logan’s adamantium bones up.
At the same time, but a continent away under the tunnels, Magneto, Jubilee, Synch and Leech have a meeting. Jubilee has a problem giving the location of Wolverine to Magneto. Jubilee won’t do it, as despite in his days with the Brotherhood or the Acolytes, Jubilee remembers Magnus being in odds with the X-Men a lot of times, and is in many ways responsible for the state the world is in. Magneto won’t deny those facts, but thinks that once unimaginable alliances might be necessary now. Jubilee still won’t buy it, and will never forget the way Magneto years ago horribly ripped the adamantium skeleton out of Wolverine’s body, giving Logan a lot of pain and it took a lot of time for him to recover.
Magneto defends that, if Wolverine had the chance at that point, he would have killed him, and Magnus doesn’t see the need to apologize himself for that. Jubilee wants to know why Magneto is there. He explains that the world is not only on the blink of political anarchy, but environmental chaos as well. He has noticed the unending rainfall flooding the southern California deserts, and the seismic activity that has devastated southern Europe. Magneto has discovered that these disasters are caused by men and women who want to jumpstart the Armageddon. Jubilee thinks that, seeing the bad state the world is in, that might not be such a bad thing. But Magnus isn’t joking.
Jubilee apologizes, and wants to know why Magneto would need her or anyone’s help, seeing he is the “master of magnetism.” Magneto admits that, for this particular mission, the stealth of Wolverine is needed and not his storm. Jubilee reveals that Wolverine is in Russia, looking for Amiko who died a few years back in Japan. Recently, Logan received photos of a woman who looked like Amiko, if she would have lived on to this day. Jubilee realizes that Amiko is practically Logan’s own daughter, so its understandable he went after her. Magneto agrees, as he has also kids and would do the very same thing. Though Jubilee told Magneto where Wolverine is, she didn’t give him his exact location. And she won’t give that up so easily. Therefore, she’ll join Magneto on his journey and help him, but, in return, Magneto will have to help her free the captured X-Men.
Magneto agrees, and claims they can be airborne within the hour. Synch thinks Jubilee is risking her life here, as Magneto is the most wanted man! Leech suggests that he and Everett tag along as well, guarding Jubilee’s back. Jubilee thinks they can’t, as she can take care of her own, and won’t risk Everett and Leech being captured as well. Besides, they need to make contact with the resistance in Portland. Jubilee insists on doing this, as saving the world is part of her job. Everett wishes Jubilee good luck, and hopes she won’t get killed. Jubilee, not got with goodbyes, promises she’ll come back, and she and Everett kiss.
Later, an unmarked jet wings its way west over the pacific through a turbulent region that pilots have named the “Shock Corridor,” because the freak electrical storms make it impossible for normal craft to navigate it safely. This particular aircraft however, is not being piloted by an electrically-vulnerable computer. Instead, it is held aloft and guided by the concentrated magnetic powers of Magneto! Jubilee, sitting aboard eating, wants to ask something. She remembers that, the last time Magneto and the X-Men faced each other, he had disappeared. Then, he resurfaced in Africa and everything went wrong. Jubilee wants to know what happened in Genosha. Magneto angrily powers up even more, and shouts at Jubilee that, if she values her life, she’ll never again ask him that question!
Washington, DC…
The Pentagon now serves as the headquarters for the high Sentinel trinity. Baron Zemo walks over to the three fourth wave Master Mold Sentinels, to whom all Sentinels are linked, and get instructions from. The Master Molds are aware that two of their Sentinels have been destroyed, possibly by Magneto. He orders Zemo to go arrest the humans at the mall, suspecting that they’ll bring them to the X-Men and eventually to Magneto himself.
Zemo doesn’t see the use, as his Thunderbolts are fighting non-mutant threats to national security. He suggests that the Sentinels send out their other hounds to get them, as, Zemo claims, his people would be better suited tracking the Canadians who blew up the Chicago processing center. The Master Molds simply respond Zemo not to question their motives, and do as told. With an angry look in his eyes, Zemo agrees.
Moscow, hours later…
With Jubilee driving a motorcycle and Magneto flying above her, they are getting closer to Wolverine’s location. She’s certain because she modified a tracking unit on her bike, which she ripped from a Sentinel they destroyed. It’s not Cerebro, but it’ll do. Magneto admits that Jubilee is a resourceful woman, but wonders if she isn’t afraid the machine might be used against her. Jubilee doesn’t think so, as she programmed the machine to self-destruct the second someone besides her tries to use it. She thinks Wolverine should be around the next corner.
They stop in an alley, where they find a war zone and a lot of scared people talking about an animal. Jubilee knows it’s about Logan. Suddenly, a savage Wolverine jumps from the rooftops, with his claws open and aiming to Jubilee! Jubilee apologizes for it, but uses her powers on Logan to push him away from him. Since Magneto is aware that Logan has his adamantium skeleton again, he uses his magnetic powers on Logan and traps him against a wall. Jubilee mentions to Magneto that he doesn’t know the price Logan had to pay to get the skeleton a second time, as the first time almost drove him insane. Magneto explains that one of the reasons he needs Wolverine is because he is a survivor. Jubilee tries to talk to Logan, but he doesn’t even recognize her, and keeps growling. Magneto thinks he knows the only woman who can help Logan.
Somewhere in North America…
Shinobi Shaw sarcastically smiles, and enjoys the world disasters like earthquakes and hurricanes going on everywhere. He wishes that his father would be here to see it, but finds it ironic that the Sentinels Sebastian built proved to be his downfall. Midnight and her partner return, and enter Shinobi’s room. He asks his queen how things went, and if Logan recognized her. The woman takes her hood off, and is revealed to be… Psylocke!
She explains that the mission was successful. Logan didn’t know who she was until the very end, but didn’t fully understand why they are enemies now. Psylocke concludes that Wolverine will still see her as Elisabeth Braddock, and not as… the Red Queen!
Shinobi thinks this is a good reason to open a toast. He wants to drink to the end of the world, and… the rebirth of the Council of the Chosen!


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Uneasy Alliances
Magneto and Jubilee have brought the unconscious Logan to a secret mansion at the coast of India. Once inside, Magneto feels like this is just another stop on his long journey, and Jubilee fears that she’s going to lose Logan now as well, seeing how she is one of the few survivors of the once mighty team of X-Men. Jubilee asks Magneto to tell her that they are there for a reason. Magneto understands Jubilee’s distrust, but wants to try it for Wolverine’s sake. He reminds Jubilee to forget the past she has with the woman they are about to see, as it wouldn’t be the first time that they would have to turn to an unexpected candidate for help.
They arrive in a big room, with a background of the 18th century. Their host is dressed the part, and Jubilee recognizes her as… Emma Frost! Emma welcomes them both, but Magneto tells her to cut out the illusion, as he doesn’t like it. Emma agrees and, with one move of her hand, the room changes in a big control room, with a lot of computer panels and viewing screens. From there, Jubilee is aware, Emma can witness everything what’s going on in the bad society of today.
Magneto cuts to the chase, mentioning that they don’t have time for games. He is fully aware that this cut-off place has made Emma gone totally crazy. Emma doesn’t agree, as everyone handles the crisis on their own way, and this is just hers. Emma greets Jubilee, noticing that she has gotten a lot older since the last time she saw her. Jubilee doesn’t care, and tells Emma that they need her help to restore Wolverine.
Emma hopes that she doesn’t have to help for free. She knows that the world has changed, and that the dreams from their youth didn’t come true, and she has learned that she can only trust on herself to survive. She is full aware that a lot of people like her telepathic powers, and Emma wants to be paid for her services. Magneto understands that everyone has a price, and asks Emma to name hers. Emma smiles, realizing that they really need her help this time, and that even the savior of all mutants has come to her. That is already payment enough, she smiles.
Magneto gently drops Logan in a chair. Emma goes over to him, but concludes that the situation is hopeless. Emma begs Emma to forget their differences, as this is important. Emma wished she could but explains to Jubilee that, when she and the others walked out on her, a little more than just a dream died in her. Magneto has had enough of the talk. Emma understands, and tries to enter Logan’s mind. Jubilee warns her to be careful, as, when they found Logan in Moscow, he nearly tried to kill her. Emma tells Jubilee to be quiet, as she needs her concentration.
Soon afterwards, Emma succeeds. Logan wakes up, but the only two things he feels are confusion, and rage! He recognizes Magneto and, since they have unfinished business, Logan snikts his claws open and tries to attack him. But Jubilee holds him back, explaining that Magneto isn’t the enemy this time. Logan recognizes Jubilee and calms down, remembering that it has been a long time since they last saw each other. For a moment, there is a total silence, but not for long. Jubilee and Logan hug.
Logan wants to know what’s going on. The last thing he remembers is that he went to Moscow to find Amiko. Magneto mentions that they’ve got little time to spare, and cuts to the chase. He explains to Logan that the world has to deal with a lot of natural disasters. But, Magneto has discovered that those disasters are anything but natural. And they need Logan’s help to end them. Logan understands and agrees to help, but wants to hear one good reason why he should help Magneto. Because, Magneto says with a serious look in his face, they have something which he thought he had lost: his daughter, Wanda!
At the same time, but on another part of the world, Wanda is being held prisoner inside the Hoover Dam. There, she has been put unconscious inside a powerful machine, which manipulates her in using her powers to manipulate nature. But, in between, she mourns the death of her brother Pietro, who’s been gone for a few years now, and also her long lost mother, who has been dead a whole lot longer.
From a balcony, Shinobi Shaw and the former X-Man Psylocke observe Wanda, and find their plan to be brilliant and simple. They are confident that chaos will soon rule everywhere, and that anarchy shall conquer the entire planet. And, Shinobi adds, the old world order will make way for a new order, with him as the Black King and with Betsy as his Red Queen. East and West gathered as one. Shinobi smiles, as not even his father had the courage to try something like this. Sebastian was always trying to smooth talk the other politicians, while the world lied with the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, Betsy gets a headache! She senses that Wolverine woke up again, and that Emma is responsible for it. Shaw finds that interesting and suggests that they send out Midnight to finish of Logan once and for all, as they can’t allow Logan for coming so close. And so, deep within the catacombs of the Dam, Betsy goes to find Midnight, and explains her mission to the woman. Midnight hasn’t a problem with this, not even seeing her past with Logan, as cheat means so little nowadays.
Betsy remains silent, and only remembers how her former lover, the X-Men Archangel, was literally burned to death in front of her. Betsy smiles that they all had their defeats, and asks Midnight if she agrees with the mission. Midnight promises that Betsy’s got nothing to worry about, as she has been waiting for years for a chance like this, and will find Logan.
At the same time in Portland, Oregon, former police officer Charlotte Jones walks over to an abandoned house, remembering she is now the leader of an underground rebel group, which is just her way to help out, recalling it was an easy choice to choose either this, or having kids. Charlotte walks around a few times hoping not to get noticed, before she eventually enters the building.
Charlotte goes deeper inside the dark building, and meets up with Synch and Leech! They hug. Synch wants to know if Charlotte has heard anything from the X-Men yet. Nothing new, unfortunately. They are still trapped in the concentration camp in Manhattan. That’s all Charlotte knows.
They all try to see what the X-Men would be like now, sitting in those camps. Leech hates the fact that they had to leave the X-Men alone like that. Synch promises to go try and free them once Jubilee has returned. He recalls her having made a deal with Magneto, who promised to help them in return for finding Logan. Charlotte isn’t sure Magneto will keep his word, if Wolverine doesn’t kill him first. She is aware that all the Thunderbolt agents are after Magneto, and worries what’s going to happen if they recognize him. Suddenly, the roof above them breaks open! Charlotte doesn’t understand, as she thought she had been careful enough, and refuses to get arrested now!
Some time later, Logan has brought Jubilee and Magneto to the remains of Department H in Canada. The place brings up a lot of both good and bad memories back to Logan. Jubilee asks Logan how things are with Amiko now, and Magneto asks him if that’s his daughter. Logan says, in a way, Amiko is his daughter. He explains that, when Amiko was six years old, he promised he would take care of her. She was tough, but too young to stay with Logan and his adventurous life. So she left her with Yukio and the Silver Samurai, who promised Logan they would protect her, and admits that Amiko would have a better life with then than she would with him.
But things went wrong, like so many. There was an accident, he recalls. Amiko died before her thirteenth birthday. Except… her body was never found. Logan built a tombstone for her and visited, but was always suspicious. And a couple of months ago, Logan started getting evidence that Amiko was still alive, in the form of photo’s of Amiko what she would look like today. So, he came to Moscow looking for her, but now Logan fears that might have been a trap. Logan stops talking, and catches a scent he recognizes. They’re there.
James Hudson and his soldiers step out of the shadows, with their guns ready! James recognizes Logan, and wants to know what he’s doing on Magneto’s side. Logan nods that times change, and asks James to put the guns down. Logan reveals that he’s here to pick up something he left here a long time ago. They move deeper within the building, and Jubilee recognizes the piece Logan is talking about. Now this is history, Jubilee jokes. Logan suggests to the others that they just climb aboard, and do so. As they do, nobody notices that Midnight is watching them in the shadows above.
And so, the Blackbird departs! Everything from the controls seems to work, and Jubilee sets course to the South-West, like Magneto wants. Magneto finds it ironic that he now sits in Xavier’s plane. He wishes that if only his old friend would have listened to him, as then everything might have turned out differently. Magneto is confident that together, they could have defeated the Sentinels before they ever could gain control. Wolverine mocks that Magneto is right. He would have saved them… like he did back in Genosha!
Magneto angrily powers up, defending that Wolverine doesn’t know what happened there. Logan doesn’t care. After all, he isn’t doing this for Magneto, but for Wanda. So he suggests that Magneto shuts up. He does. Soon afterwards, they arrive at Hoover Dam. Inside, Shaw’s guards notice they are getting air attacked. Shaw orders to follow procedure, and they fire missiles. They hit the Blackbird!
Back in Portland, Synch, Charlotte and Leech move out of their hideout, having survived the Sentinel attack. Suddenly, a bright light surrounds them. Charlotte tries to identify herself as a civilian with a passport, but the attacker doesn’t care. Baron Zemo and his Thunderbolt army step forward. Zemo dares to wager that Charlotte and her friends have all the required papers faked, but it doesn’t matter to him. Leech wants to attack the Nazis, but Synch holds him back as he knows they are dangerous. Charlotte asks Zemo what he wants from them. Zemo applauds the directness, and explains that he wants both Magneto and Jubilee. In return, he’ll help Charlotte and her friends.
At the Dam, Magneto manages just in time to pull up a force field and rescue himself and the others. Magneto explains that the close call was his intention, as he knows that Shaw’s men will now search the wreck and it will take a couple of hours before they realize there aren’t any bodies inside. Shaw’s men have to believe that Magneto and the others are dead, so that Wolverine has a chance to get inside the building unnoticed. Magneto is aware that, if he would join Logan, they would surely be spotted and Wanda wouldn’t survive.
Meanwhile, Wolverine merges from the sewers, and climbs his way up inside the building. Logan does what he does best, and manages to sneak around to the room where Wanda is held. He quickly takes out the guards. Wanda wakes up, and asks Logan what he’s doing there. Wolverine promises he’ll be soon with her, but hesitates, as he hears a noise behind him.
Midnight strikes! Wolverine quickly snikts his claws open, and they start fighting. Logan knocks her down, and recognizes Midnight’s scent. Midnight defends that Logan’s sentences could be lying to him, but she doesn’t want to. She pulls off her mask, and reveals herself to be… Amiko! Amiko refuses to act mysterious any longer, and pulls out her sais, which she stabs into Logan’s back! He starts to bleed. Normally, Amiko admits, he would allow Logan some time to recover, but this time, her sais were poisoned.
Amiko gets closer to Logan, so that only they can hear her whisper to him. She calls him an idiot, as though she has tried to stop Logan, she didn’t want this meeting. She knows that Logan is a noble person and could have stayed out of this. Logan tries to say something, but Shaw and Betsy show up. Shaw congratulates Midnight on her victory, and realizes that, should Logan ever wake up, the chaos would be too big to restore. So, he activates the machine Wanda is held in, and her powers go berserk! She screams, like it is the beginning of the end!