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The Wind from the East
Rolling his motorcycle into his apartment, Logan thinks to himself that no street punks ever trashed his bike up in Salem Center. He guesses that is what he gotta put up with to live in the East Village.
Once he reaches his apartment, the mime says to him, at long last, they meet again. Or perhaps he should address him by the name those in the West call him – Wolverine. Logan replies that he doesn’t usually exchange pleasantries with lowlifes who break into his digs, even if their voice jogs a memory.
At that moment, Logan notices that the mime is not only juggling knives and cleavers, but also the box that was given to him by Zoe Culloden. Upon seeing that, Logan pops his claws and tells the mime that he just stepped over the line. The box was entrusted to him for safe keeping and he honors his commitments. When Logan charges the mime, the mime leaps over him and asks Logan what he knows of honor. Honor is what separates men from beasts and they both know he is naught but a snarling, untamed animal who relies on his inborn claws of bone and mutant healing factor.
Logan recognizes that it ain’t the voice itself that’s familiar. It’s the syntax, the phrasing, the cold intent. Landing on the other side of Logan, the mime mentions to Logan that he still swings wildly when he is agitated; he sees and the results are the same as ever they were. Logan then proceeds to ask the mime who the blazes is he. The mime replies, “Is his identity so difficult to surmise?” Preparing himself for battle, Logan thinks to himself that there’s a glimmer of recollection. Like a name and a face was just about to slip into place but he gets distracted by the tumblin’ box. Judgin’ by what Zoe said to him when she handed it over, he’s not sure it’s somethin’ that’s safe bein’ thrown all over the place. Outta the corner o’ his eye, he sees the juggler grab a cleaver but his attention is directed on that strange cube. And suddenly, he remembers where he saw it before.
It was in Shanghai, a long time ago. As Logan walks down the street, enjoying an adult beverage, an older man with a white beard rushes down the street after a box. He calls out to his young liege that they must not lose the relic. Its arcane secrets are far too dangerous for it to fall into the possession of those who would do evil. It must be safely returned to their sanctuary. The young man following him calls out to his master the soldiers…
Further back in the crowd, two soldiers push through to get to their quarry. When they reach the old man, one of the soldiers jams the butt of his gun into the back of the old man. As he does, he tells him that he’ll teach him to have respect for the Japanese Imperial Army. The younger soldier behind him calls out to the sergeant that he’s just an old man, there’s no need to…
Just then, the old man’s assistant cracks the sergeant on the shoulder with his staff and tells him to leave the master alone. Doesn’t he know that he is an honored scholar? The sergeant turns around and points his rifle at the young man. He says to him that he dare strike him, gaijin whelp. He’ll have his head displayed on the barracks gate. At that moment, Logan intervenes and grabs the sergeant’s rifle and tells him to let the kid be, you don’t make war on old men and children. The sergeant turns and asks if this cesspool of a town is filled with disrespectful barbarians. Raising his rifle, he goes to strike Logan and, as he does, says that he’ll have two bloody gaijin heads to exhibit. Logan catches the rifle butt and tells him “not hardly” and proceeds to smack him in the face with his own rifle. Loading his rifle, the sergeant stumbles backwards and tells Logan that he is a dead man.
From behind, the captain takes his sword and kills the sergeant for bringing disgrace upon his uniform and his flag. He adds that despite the bloody depredations of lowborn troops and honorless commanders there are still a few of them who serve the emperor as true samurai. With the sergeant dead, the captain raises his sword and tells the younger soldier to meet his death with dignity and to at least have one noble moment in his tawdry life. Logan then intervenes and tells the captain that it ain’t too honorable a thing to be killin’ the kid, at least he tried to stop the sergeant.
Knocking Logan’s hand away, the captain is surprised. Unarmed, he faces a man with a sword, a man by far his better, and yet there is no fear in his eyes, only defiance. The captain informs Logan that he has surprised him this day and that if he should ever decide to study the martial arts, please present himself at the Ogun Ryu Dojo in Kanazawa and he will fill the void within his mind, body, and soul. Heed his words, he will not regret it. Logan replies that if he ever wants to learn how to swing a pig-sticker, he’ll look him up.
As the older man gets up, he tells Logan to be warned. He would be better served becoming an acolyte of this undeserving dodderer and plumbing the mysteries of the universe. He possesses powers he is not even aware of. Logan says “izzatso?” and goes back to drinking his adult beverage. He says that he ain’t ready to study anythin’ just yet, he has places to see and things to do. As Logan walks away, the old man’s young follower watches him leave. The old man says to him that the wild side of him wants to follow him but there is still much he must learn from him. In time, his feet will stray from the path, and he will find his way back. But for now, his place is at his side, does he hear him. The young man answers that he does.
The memory came back to him in the wink of an eye and in they wink of an eye, he was back in the thick of it. As the mime goes to take a stab at Logan with his cleaver, Logan instinctively grabs the mimes wrist. To free himself, the mime flips over Logan’s back and tells him that he cannot hold him. He learned the martial arts at the feet of Eastern masters, men whose names exist only in legend now. When the mime lands on his feet, Logan tells him bad move, he just snapped all the bones in his wrist. The mime, with no outbursts of pain, replies that makes it rather ineffectual for combat, isn’t it.
One block away, a woman waits for the light. Her name is Helen Bach and she is the foreman on the construction site where Logan works. She is thinking that she shouldn’t have brushed Logan off the way she did and walked off in a huff. She regrets having been on such a high horse about him fighting those two thugs who trashed his bike. Wasn’t his hand bleeding? Wouldn’t he need some comfort and understanding? Helen thinks she should really go back. And yet, she hesitates. What is she afraid of? Logic intercedes – she just met him earlier in the day. She knows nothing about him. But, yes, she does know something about him. She knows that he is honest and brave and that he is alone.
At that moment, in Logan’s apartment, Logan notices that the bones in the mime’s wrist are broken and his hand is floppin’ around like it was only connected by a thread o’ sinew but he ain’t howlin’ in pain. He ain’t breakin’ a sweat and he ain’t even halfway uncomfortable. He just switches the cleaver to the other hand and keeps on comin’. Logan also notices that there’s somethin’ slightly off about his scent almost like two distinct smells comin’ off one person. It comes to him in a flash that something has taken over the clown-faced yahoo, some controllin’ entity that doesn’t give a hoot about collateral damage to its host. That puts the ol’ canucklehead in a predicament. Just how does he keep from gettin’ sliced and diced without puttin’ a serious hurtin’ on some innocent pilgrim who just happened to get possessed?
On the street below, Ororo Munroe asks Jean Grey if she is certain this is the correct address, it is not what you might term the best of neighborhoods. Jean replies that she never thought Logan would feel comfortable living on Park Avenue and this is the address he gave her when she called. Walking up to the door, Ororo mentions that in some ways, she believes he has always felt himself to be the outsider wherever he has been. Jean replies that he shouldn’t feel that way among them. She loves him like he was her own brother. She adds that she just doesn’t know if now is the time for Logan to be away from them.
At that moment, Helen walks up and hears that last remark. When they notice the bell is broken, Jean and Ororo begin to head inside. Upon seeing Helen they ask her if she’s coming in too. Ororo asks her if there’s something wrong, she looks so stricken. Helen answers that she’s fine, really. And she’s not going inside, she made a big mistake. With that, she heads off down the street alone.
Inside the apartment, the mime continues to hash and slash away at Logan. As he does, he asks Logan where his defense is. Where is his practiced feint, parry and riposte. Where is his fabled berserker rage? Logan replies that his mutant healing factor can keep up with anything he can dish out. All he has to do is stand there and wait until he wears himself out and falls flat on his face. The mime says that he claims there is a strategy to his ineptitude in battle. Can he perceive his strategy through the fog of combat? Does his brutish brain fathom what he really wants?
Ascending the stairs, Jean mentions to Ororo that the accommodations are pretty grim, no wonder he wanted them to come and visit him. Ororo replies that she has lived in worse, back in Cairo. Just then, Jean calls out that she senses trouble inside, a fight. Immediately, the co-leader of the X-Men, Ororo Munroe, Storm, leaps into action. Wind and rain are at her command as well as lighting. Using the lightning, she crashes through the door. Inside, the mime continues his attack on Logan when Jean and Storm enter. He says to Logan that he didn’t tell him he was expecting company and such lithe and lissome company at that. Logan tells the juggler to lay off ‘em, his fight’s with him.
Jean Grey, Phoenix, the most powerful psi-talent on the planet at this time uses her telekinetic power to disarm the knife-wielder with ease. Storm then uses her powers to conjure up a whirlwind which knocks the mime across the room. Able to breath for a second, Logan tells the ladies not to be comin’ down too hard on the joker; he’s just some innocent street entertainer who happened to get his body taken over. Jean replies that she can remedy that with a telepath probe. Before she can act, the demonic wraith-entity that had possessed the juggler ejects itself from its host and implants itself in another – Jean Grey. Free, the mime runs out of the room grabbing his wrist in pain.
Grabbing her head, Jean says that her mind is being penetrated by some malevolent presence. She adds that it’s so angry, like nothing she’s ever experienced before. Now possessed, the being possessing Jean asks Logan that he still hasn’t figured it out yet, has he. Pulling a knife out of the wall, they tell him that they’ll give him a hint. They’ll tell him what they want. They want the box, they want his head and they want the very souls of everyone he holds dear. Storm calls out to Jean that she must regain control and cast out the evil entity while she restrains her body with a gale force wind.
Suspended in mid-air, “Jean” tells Storm that her compassion for her friend is her weakness and that she would have been better served to render this one incapable of counter-attack. That mistake will cost her her life. At that moment, the knife flies out of Jean’s hand and hurtles towards Storm. Instinctively, Logan leaps in front of Storm and takes the knife in his gut, saving Storm.
Checking on Logan, Storm tells him that she could have deflected it with a wind blast, he didn’t have to… Logan tells her pure instinct. The entity controlling Jean is momentarily dumb-founded by the selfless act it has just witnessed. It remembers another act of bravery, integrity and bold honor. It remembers something else. It remembers for a brief moment what it was before the long darkness enveloped it and the jolt of that memory weakens it. It is enough for the mutant known as Phoenix to hurl the intruding entity from her mind and send it howling into the ether between consciousness, a disembodied revenant with the hollow voice of despair.
With the entity gone, Jean tells Ororo that it got the jump on her. She let her guard down for a second and it had her. Ororo assures her that it was no match for her, thanks to her telepathy and fierce will. Logan informs them both that thing ain’t givin’ up. He’s gotta go track it down and finish this business after he heals up a bit and changes into his fightin’ togs. He then tells the ladies that he’s trustin’ them to keep an eye on the box while he’s gone. Whatever that thing is, what it wants is that weird cube an’ he’d like to handle this alone.
On the street below, Helen thinks to herself that she almost embarrassed herself to death back there. Those two women looked like they stepped out of Vogue and she’d be lucky to make it into the back of Popular Mechanics. Just then, the entity that had earlier possessed the mime and then Jean Grey enters into her body. As she turns the corner, she runs into Clive and Kristin. Kristin asks Helen how Logan’s first day on the job was and mentions that they almost sold out of the latest volume of Clive’s poetry journal. Helen responds by pushing Clive’s wheelchair over and telling him to get out of the way, pathetic cripple. While Helen walks away, Kristin asks her what in the blue blazes is wrong with her. Clive asks Kristin if she saw that look in her eyes. That sure wasn’t the Helen they know.
Meanwhile, at Fire Lake in Massachusetts, a demonic glow illuminates the necromanteion of Daimon Hellstorm. One-time priest and former costumed adventurer, he is possessed of a rather unique pedigree. The scion of a mortal woman and evil personified, he is now charged with maintaining a preternatural balance between light and darkness. The son of Hades does not require the arcane apparati of mere mages and common conjurers to work his magic but the ancient crystal had once belonged to the former sorcerer supreme. Smuggled out of Tibet, it made its way through the golden triangle to a disreputable dealer in antiquities in Andover, where it made its presence known to one who had the power to plumb its mysteries – the reigning king of the underworld.
Looking at the image of a box in the crystal before him, Daimon says that there in Fire Lake, where angels and demons fear to tread, the cursed orb spews secrets that would strike blind seraphim and confound the imps of the seventh circle. There is a thread of evil spun in antiquity, that reaches into myriad distant futures and binds the destinies of many. He has heard tales of the box, thought to be lost forever. But somehow it has returned and with it – mortal danger.


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For the Snark was a Roojum, you see!
Moving through the streets of the East Village, Logan, wearing his yellow and blue costume, thinks to himself that he thought that movin’ there temporarily was a good step towards gettin’ his life back on track but his past has a way o’ sneakin’ up behind and catchin’ him unawares. Some evil thing has followed him there, a supernatural entity that’s capable o’ possessin’ a telepath as powerful as Jean Grey, his teammate in the X-Men. It’s somethin’ that’s already harmed one innocent bystander. The being he’s searchin’ for cat’s souls ‘cause it gave its own up a long time ago. There’s a whiff o’ nastiness waftin’ from down the street like some cold breeze from a musty ol’ tomb.
Just then, Logan notices Kristin and Clive – two friendly faces for him in this new environment. They don’t know that their pal Logan is also a mutant with a super-human sense o’ smell who goes by the name Wolverine or that he hangs out with an outlaw bunch called the X-Men. Approaching them, Logan asks if they are all right and if they saw someone or something strange go by. Kristin replies that somebody they thought was a good friend just knocked Clive out of his wheelchair and went on her merry way. Logan asks “friend?” to which Kristin asks him what he’s all dressed up for, is he a hero or something. She adds that it was some psycho in a costume who put Clive in a wheelchair.
Once Clive is safely back in his wheelchair, Logan asks if it was a woman named Helen and which way she went. Clive points down the street and says that he should have seen the weird look she had in her eyes. As Logan walks off, Clive asks Kristin if there was something familiar about his voice.
Continuing down the street, Logan senses somethin’ is in the alley, somethin’ not quite right. Like a familiar scent overlaid by another, more foreign one. Neither is good. Seeing a figure at the end of the alley, Logan calls out to him that he doesn’t know who he is, but he don’t smell so human. Revealing himself, the man tells him thought he has been called the King of the Underworld, he assures him he is all too human. He may call him Daimon Hellstorm.
Logan asks him didn’t he used to be with the Defenders, to which Hellstorm admits that he was in a manner of speaking. Logan adds that he used to sport a pitchfork back then and asks what’s the devil’s own doin’ lightin’ up footprints in an alley in the East Village. Did he sense the same evil entity that he’s trackin’? Hellstorm informs him that his scrying crystal revealed more than he cared to know. He teleported himself there on the trail of an arcane evil he had thought long since passed into the netherworld. Was even the veil of time transparent to the ancient one? Logan, confused, asks him if he is talkin’ to him.
Hellstorm then asks about the box, does he have it? Logan informs him that it is safe with friends and asks how he knew about the box. He then asks him what the significance is o’ the blasted thing. Hellstorm informs him that he must safeguard it all costs, if it should fall into the wrong hands… Logan quips that he ain’t too outgoin’ with answers, is he? Hellstorm tells him it is because the questions are as ethereal as faith and hope.
Just then, a large shadow appears on the side of the building. When Logan mentions it, Hellstorm tells him the light that cast that umbra faded many years ago. It is the mere shadow of a revenant, an aftertone of residual mystic power vibrating on the mortal plane long after the passing of the great mage. As he takes off, he tells Logan that other matters demand his attention but he is there to warn him. The one he seeks threatens his innermost being and those of his allies. Beware, for he cannot intercede. It is the curse and the blessing of mortals that they must make the choices that determine their ultimate fate. Logan tells him thanks for nothin’ and that he’ll drop in on him sometimes and recite “Jabberwocky” with his mouth full o’ marbles.
At that moment, a voice from above tells him that he made perfect sense. Seeing Lady Deathstrike, Logan mentions that his hyper-acute senses picked up her smell a few minutes ago and asks what she is doin’ there. Extending her cybernetic arms, Deathstrike informs him that she is claiming what is rightfully hers, that which once belonged to her father.
In Logan’s apartment, the female X-Men with the nom de guerre of Storm, asks her fellow X-Man, Jean Grey why they staid behind to guard the box. They should not have permitted Logan to pursue the evil entity alone. Now, more than ever, the general populace fears mutants, they must have a care. Jean replies that Wolverine’s feral regression has pretty much halted itself and he’s more competent now than he ever was. Storm reminds her that the being took control of her and that it wields an uncanny power.
Just then, the lights go out. Jean says to look outside, half of the lower east side is blacked out. Storm then tells Jean to look at the cube. It glows, as if lit from within. She then asks if Logan told her what it contained. Jean informs her no but, knowing that it was given to him by Zoe Culloden is enough to concern her. She’s not convinced she’s always had Logan’s best interest at heart. The organization she works for – Landau, Luckman and Lake – have their own agenda. They then decide together to open the box. When they do, they see the light emitting from it and Storm asks what it is.
On the rooftop, Lady Deathstrike grabs Logan by the throat and tells him that it is the key to her birthright as was the adamantium he cheated her out of. Logan tells her, Yuriko, that she was the one who cheated herself, tradin’ her humanity for cyber bells and prosthetic whistles. With that, he slices her across the chest. Continuing her assault on Logan, Deathstrike tells him that it was her father, Lord Darkwing, who invented the adamantium bonding process by which the rarest and strongest of metals could be adhered to the human skeletal structure, thereby creating a nearly indestructible warrior – a procedure that was stolen by whoever put that adamantium in him.
Grabbing a nearby wall after Deathstrike cracks him, Logan informs Yuriko that he keeps tellin’ her, the metal’s been leeched outta him, his skeleton’s nothin’ but bone now. Pulling himself onto the rooftop, he adds that he never knew all the particulars o’ how he got the metal in the first place. Turning to see Deathstrike descending on him, Logan is surprised and mentions that he thought he ripped her worse than that. Deathstrike tells him that he did, the mad cyborg Pierce updated her systems with a self-repair and reconfiguration program. She has a cybernetic healing factor now. Logan jokingly quips that Pierce should’ve tuned up her attitude while he was at it.
Several blocks away, Helen Bach enters her apartment. As she quietly rifles through her apartment, the entity possessing her thinks that the current host is strong for a woman. Could it be that they have stumbled upon a worthy warrior host by chance? Her memories are tormented and suppressed. The “fog of battle” has obscured her dreams and hopes. Interesting channels to explore, but for now they must find weapons, or anything else they can use to tip the scales in their favor now that Logan has two such formidable allies as those two women. Where would this one keep her… In a hidden cabinet, the entity sees through Helen’s eyes the secret she was hiding.
On the rooftops, Lady Deathstrike continues her assault on Logan. As she does, she tells him to give it up; the object is hers. Logan informs her not a chance, he gave his word that he’d keep it safe. As they fall through the ceiling into a young couple’s apartment, Deathstrike replies his word, what does he know of honor. While the young couple, Marvin and Sabine discuss why they moved from Duluth to New York, Logan tells Deathstrike that, where he comes from, honor means doin’ the right thing, even if it hurts. Deathstrike answers then, surrender to her the only legacy of her father left.
Preparing himself for further battle, Logan tells her that there’s somethin’ at stake here bigger than her claim to disputed property. Deathstrike yells at him that there is no dispute. He has the box and having the box is the same thing as having the metal. The secrets it holds are hers. While Deathstrike attacks Logan, he tells her to back off and proceeds to hack and slash away at her. Slamming her up against a wall, Logan tells her he knows it’s hers, it has her family’s marking’s on it and she can have it after Culloden an’ him have a sit-down about it. If the blamed thing has to do with her inter-dimensional “bosses” maybe they can find out exactly what together. With most of her face exposed as metal, Deathstrike tells him that she has heard whispers of this Culloden woman and those she serves, she would know more. Deathstrike then tells Logan that he is many things she despises, but he is not a liar. When she offers him a truce, Logan accepts it.
In Logan’s apartment, Storm mentions to Jean that if the box is what she thinks it is, and it has been traveling back and forth through various realities. The implications are unfathomable. Whoever possesses it would have access to resources untold. She adds that Jean had said it came from Zoe Culloden who is called an “expediter” from Landau, Luckman and Lake. Jean tells her that they deal in inter-dimensional security, whatever that entails. They have a past with Wolverine; he’s even worked with them. She wonders how far they will go to protect their “investments.”
Before Storm and her can ponder it further, Helen Bach, decked out in military fatigues and toting a machine gun, bursts into the apartment. The entity possessing her yells out fools! They’ve known him for years, yet know so little about him. They believe they’ve seen Logan in his most depreciated state. Only they have seen that, and it was they who raised him from the depths of depravity. But then he betrayed them and they will have long awaited retribution. While Helen opens up fire on them, Jean creates a force-field that protects them from the bullets while she tells Storm to neutralize the shooter. Using her mutant power, Storm enacts a force ten gale should be more than sufficient to subdue the mad-woman.
At that moment, Jean says wait; that was the woman they met on the steps. She adds that she’s been possessed by the same evil entity that took hold of the juggler and they can’t hurt the host to get at the parasite. After Storm asks her what she intends to do, the entity possessing Helen tells them that compassion in battle is weakness. It saps the will to combat, it clouds the killing mind, it dulls the urge to conquer. With that, Jean uses her power to zap Helen in the head. When she does, she says that there are some of them who believe that compassion is the seat of true power and that the judicious wielding of that power is responsibility and trust.
On the astral plane, the realm of the mind, Jean sees the entity for what it truly is in all its loathsome evil. Jean then tells the entity to let the woman go and she’ll go easy on them. The entity, wearing red armor, a cape, devil’s horns, wielding an energy sword, and Helen’s body on its shoulder informs Jean that they require no mercy from her. They have challenged death itself and there they are, a force untrammeled by the grave. Taking a swing at Jean with its sword, the unnamed entity asks Jean how they would fare against a force as strong as death. Jean catches the sword with her bare hands and says that death is not a force. It is just the absence of life.
Taking the sword away from the evil entity, Jean tells it that life is the true force, the one shining miracle of the universe and if you live your life to the fullest, nothing can stand in your way. Slashing the entity across the mask, the entity drops Helen and exclaims that they are undone, laid low by a mere woman. Jean tells it there’s nothing mere about them but she guesses they leaned that the hard way. She then frees Helen by cutting her chains loose. When she does, the entity leaves Helen and her mind is free again.
Just as it leaves, Logan and Lady Deathstrike arrive on the scene. As they watch it exit the room, Logan mentions that it looks like they called in an exorcist while he was gone. Seeing the duo, Storm is surprised that Deathstrike is with Logan to which he tells them that they have the white flag up for the time bein’. Seeing Helen in her camouflage uniform, Logan begins to ask her what…
Helen recognizes his voice and asks if that is him in the uniform. Logan informs her that he has a past he didn’t tell her about. One that way too often prevents him from keeping friends like her. Helen replies that she expected as much but she’s got a past that she’s been hiding also. She was an Army Blackhawk pilot during the Gulf War. She was on a resupply mission when she ran into a hail of triple-a fire and had to auto-rotate down into the middle of an elite guard unit. They amused themselves with her for a week before they shunted her off to a Baghdad prison and that’s where the real fun began. She had two cracked ribs, a concussion and a fractured ankle when she got to the prison and she had worse when she left.
They gave her a medal when she came home and a medical discharge – psychologically unstable. She made herself a little bunker in her apartment and collected the means to protect herself from anything. She guesses she was scared of being a victim again, of being at the mercy of others. It took years, but she put all that behind her and made herself a new life, a life where she builds things instead of tearing them down, a life where she doesn’t have to be afraid and armed all the time. Logan says yeah, ain’t that what we all want.
From outside the window, the entity thinks to itself not true. There are some of them with cravings beyond his simplistic ken. He was denied one warrior host, but there is another to take her place. There is one with electric fire in her veins, cold metal in her heart and deep black hatred in her soul. She is one who has mortgaged her humanity for a cold slice of vengeance; there is one whose very mind lies open to their influence. With that, the entity leaps into the mind of Lady Deathstrike herself.
Picking herself off the floor “Deathstrike” states this is no clumsy “possession” of meat and bone, this is a rebirth. This one is a warrior born with sinews of steel cable and flesh of metamorphic plastic. One who can take them to where they can gain a new life. Reforming Lady Deathstrike’s face, they tell Logan to look upon the visage, not with his eyes, but with his heart. When Logan looks upon their face, he is shocked by what he sees.
At that moment, Lady Deathstrike leaps out the window onto the street below. Looking out the window, Logan says that they’re gone and that he’s not even pickin’ up a scent. Storm asks who it was and Logan tells her it was Ogun. He was his teacher and showed him how to be a man, that a warrior’s soul and honor are his strength. An’ by his example, he showed him that even the most noble spirit can be corrupted if he, or she, gives in to humanity’s darker instincts.


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Resolutions
At 3 a.m. near Salem Center, the owner of Larry’s bar, Larry bids adieu to two patrons leaving. Strolling back into his bar, he thinks to himself that it sure does an old man proud t’see another pair o’ satisfied customers. Reminds him o’ why he got inta the diner biz in the first place. Speaking o’ satisfied customers, the night owls in the corner look about due f’r another round. They’ve been sittin’ there for hours without sayin’ a word. With that, Larry takes another seltzer water and beer for the two men – Cable and Logan.
Seeing Cable’s metal arm, Larry mentions to him that’s a might fine prosthetic he’s got there. He has a tin plate in the back o’ the ol’ noggin’ himself, a little souvenir from ‘Nam. Cable replies not with speech but by grunting at him. A little put off, Larry tells them both that they better enjoy their drinks cuz this is their “last call.” Walking away, Larry thinks to himself that from the looks o’ those two, ya’d think one of ‘em killed the other’s kid or somethin’.
Back at the booth, Logan and Cable sit across from each other without saying a word and choose to communicate only telepathically. Logan asks Cable if he’s sure he wants to know how it went down, can he handle the truth? Cable replies to the very last detail. Besides, it’s now like anyone can hear them whey they “talk” telepathically. Opening his beer with a single bone claw, Logan tells him to have it his way but it ain’t a pretty story.
He starts by saying that he has to remember that this all happened on the heels o’ his run in with Sabretooth, the one where he nearly did that lousy sonuvagun in f’r good. The red rage was burnin’ hot in him those days, and he needed t’get it out somehow. So when that ol’ pain in his rump, Cyber, got busted outta stir on Muir Island his pal – Zoe Culloden, the “Expediter” – helped him track the rat fink t’ Egypt. But more specifically, to Akkaba. Turned out that Apocalypse’s Dark Riders kidnapped him so’s they could leech his body o’ his indestructible adamantium skin. He got the drop on those amateurs, but their boss, his boy Genesis, got the drop on him instead. Flamin’ kid tried ta re-bond the adamantium to his bones and turn him inta the killin’ machine he used to be just so that his master, Apocalypse, would have a deadly new horsemen when he returned from the grave. That punk sure put him through a world o’ hurt, tryin’ ta shove all that metal back up his keister.
And he just mighta succeeded if lil’ Sammie Guthrie hadn’ta blasted right inta the mix like he wuz an X-Man since the word go. He adds that he has to hand it to Cable. Whether he intended ta or not he really taught that Kentucky farm boy what it means ta be a hero. Too bad a hero’s gumption don’t always cut it when the odds’re three-ta-one. Now, he didn’t want the kid t’get his butt whupped on his account so, by sheer force o’ will, and a little help from the ol’ enhanced healing factor, he was able to turn the tables on those goons and pull Sam’s fat out o’ the fire. He may regret it now, but the looks on the Dark Riders faces, the ones that survived, mind ya, when he stepped out o’ that test tube all mutated an’ howlin’ like a wolf who’s just tasted the blood o’ his kill made the world o’ hurt he had just lived through all worthwhile.
But there was still one loose end left t’be tied. He couldn’t see nothin’ but red. The beast growin’ inside o’ him took control and once the man he usedta be – the noble, honorable samurai – wuz gone. His boy, Tyler, didn’t have a chance. Gritting his teeth, Logan exclaims stupid flamin’ kid. He shoulda known better than t’get mixed up with Apocalypse in the first place. Cable replies that he did know better. As his “father” he taught him that, at least he tried to. Drinking more of his beer, Logan tells him to go on.
Cable informs him that he was the best kid you could ever meet. The world around them was in a total state of chaos but you never saw the boy without a smile plastered from ear to ear. And even though he wasn’t their biological son his wife, Jenskot, and him tried to give him everything that his own “adoptive” parents – Slym and Redd – gave him growing up. While she, Jenskot, helped him refine his mutant powers, he taught him the arts of war and survival in a future world gone mad.
Amazingly enough, when it came to any of those disciplines Tyler always proved to be a quick study, just like he was at his age. But all the training in the world didn’t prepare them for what happened when the Canaanite army led by his clone, the self-styled ‘chaos-bringer’ Stryfe pinned their band of freedom fighters behind enemy lines that fateful day. Stryfe popped a thermite explosive to take him down and he probably would’ve if Jenskot hadn’t shielded him from the blast. The concussion lasted only a split second but that’s all the time it took for his family, his entire world, to come to an end. Not only did Stryfe take his beautiful beloved wife from him, but he abducted his son and corrupted him in his own twisted image. He always figured he’d be able to save him but now, thanks to Logan he’ll never get the chance to undo that damage.
At that moment, Larry tells Logan and Cable that they can sit there and stare at each other all night f’r all he cares but he has to get some shut-eye, else he’s gonna be one ornery cuss in the mornin’. When he gets no response, Larry throws up his hands and exclaims that’s it, he gives up. The taps’re closed an’ he’s outta there. As he walks back to the bar, Larry tells them to jus’ do him a favor an’ turn the lights off on their way out.
At the table, Logan asks Logan what he wants to hear. That if he could do it over, he’d do it differently. Maybe he would if he could go back in time but he can’t. It’s done. So there really ain’t much else t’say ‘cept he’s sorry. With that, Logan shakes Cable’s hand.


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A whiff of Satre’s Madeleine!
Stan Lee opens proceedings, as he does in all the Minus 1 issues, with an introduction to Logan. Around him are representations of the ongoing Operation Zero Tolerance storyline, showing the X-Men captured and bound by OZT troops. Jubilee looks on helplessly, alongside OZT’s leader, Bastion. Stan explains how Logan’s story started many years ago. It began when he was part of the top-secret Weapon X project; way before he became a member of the X-Men. The present here is really many years in the past.
(present)
Logan is having coffee in a diner with his friends, Heather and James Hudson. Heather is worried about Logan taking a proposed trip. He still hasn’t recovered all of his memories. James replies that it might be helpful. That’s why he pulled a few strings to get him to Washington D.C. on an experimental plane. Heather thinks it’s too soon. It hasn’t been all that long since they found him, wandering in the wilderness of Wood Buffalo National Park.
(flashback)
Logan was like a wild animal. He was almost naked, and very dangerous. He attacked the Hudson’s and Heather was forced to shoot him. Later, while he recovered in their cabin, he got his first inkling of how inhuman he really was, popping the claws on his left hand.
(present)
Logan tells them that he remembers more and more all the time, but he still hasn’t got a clue about where he got himself an adamantium skeleton. Mac informs him that he’s set up a meeting in Washington between Logan and the inventor of adamantium; Dr. Myron MacLain. A pilot opens the door to the diner, and asks if one of them is Logan, and does he want his ride, or not?
As the pair head to the experimental plane, the pilot introduces himself as Ben Grimm. He’s a test pilot. They actually pay him to run the new mach-busters ragged so they’ll know if they’re safe for the non-expendable types. He asks if Logan has ever ridden in the backseat of a fast-mover before. Logan replies that he doesn’t remember.
As they strap themselves in, Ben tells Logan that, for someone who can’t remember being up in a jet fighter, he sure knows how to strap himself into an Aces II ejection seat. “They must train these canuckleheads right!” he adds. Logan laughs. “Canucklehead, huh? I gotta remember that.” As the plane takes off for the capital, Heather waves Logan off, and asks James if he thinks their friend will find what he’s looking for. James hopes so, but doubts he will. He fears Logan is a man who will be searching forever for things he can never find.
(Washington D.C.)
Several hours later, Logan is outside a seemingly innocuous government building; one that houses some of the country’s most guarded secrets. As he approaches the doorway, Agent Lawson, disguised as a tramp, radios his boss, Colonel Nick Fury, and informs him that the subject is entering the building. Fury orders his agent to keep an eye on him. Nearby, Hydra operatives are also keeping track of Logan. A foot soldier calls his commander, and informs them that their surveillance at DOA Annex B just paid off. He is ordered to watch the exits. A special supervisor and special teams are being sent to deal with the situation. He is asked if he’s positive on the I.D. The soldier looks at photographs on the wall showing Logan, Creed and North. He is positive. It’s the escapee from the Weapon X project.
Inside the building, Logan is met by Dr. MacLain’s assistant, Carol Danvers. He explains that he has an appointment, but Danvers replies that Dr. MacLain is simply not seeing anyone today. MacLain appears at the door, and Carol tells him that Logan insists on seeing him. Logan asks if he got the letter from Dr. James Hudson up in Ottawa. “Didn’t he tell you about my… problem?” MacLain replies that Dr. Hudson may be a respected colleague and a fine scientist, but he has no right foisting delusional vagrants on him. His research keeps him very busy. He has no time for fairy tales about adamantium skeletons. Logan raises his arm, and pops his claws. “These look like delusions to you, bub?”
(shortly)
Logan is lying on a table, with Dr. MacLain carrying out tests on his skeleton. He informs Logan that they should be quick, as there are forces, even within the American government, that would seek to prevent him from gaining the knowledge he seeks. As he peruses the data being displayed, MacLain is amazed that the adamantium is actually bonded to his bones. And those claws….
While they are in the lab, Carol Danvers makes a telephone call. She informs the person on the other end that Logan is there, and has just entered the lab with Dr. MacLain. She’s sure it’s him; he’s got the claws. Her friend informs her that they’re on their way.
Logan puts his shirt back on and asks the doc how it happened. How did this metal get inside him, and where did the claws come from? MacLain isn’t certain, and the very idea of binding metal to the skeletal structure of a living being is abhorrent. Personally, he’s been totally absorbed in trying to replicate the metallurgic process by which he accidentally created an alloy even stronger than adamantium.
Dr. MacLain explains that this substance was used to create the late Captain America’s shield. However, he adds, there have long been rumors that a Japanese scientist known as Lord Darkwind developed an adamantium bonding process. According to the story, his intent was to create an army of super-samurai to avenge Japan’s defeat in World War II. According to intelligence, Darkwind’s notes were stolen and he was never able to implement the plan.
MacLain turns to Logan, and says, “Darkwind may prove to be a dead end, but I have heard whispers of another project that may…” He is unable to complete his sentence, as Victor Creed, wearing a suit and tie along with a cowboy hat, kicks in his door. He orders MacLain to shut up; he doesn’t want to be compromising no government secrets. Creed looks down on the much smaller Logan, and tells him they should take a walk. Logan asks him who he is. Creed asks if he’s kidding. “You don’t recognize...?” Logan honestly doesn’t, but Creed’s scent is somehow familiar. Creed smiles, and says that it’s true then. Logan really doesn’t remember anything about him, or any of the good stuff they used to do. Logan admits there are some blank spots. He wishes people would stop being so enigmatic and just fill him in.
Creed puts his arms around Logan’s shoulder and leads him away, despite MacLain’s protestations. He’ll bring him back later, and deal with the doc then. As the two men head for the exit, Logan says he is sure he knows Creed, but somehow, he just doesn’t connect him with anything good. Creed tells him he cuts him to the quick, but Logan replies that he doubts anything hurts his feelings much.
Meanwhile, Madame Hydra meets up with some of her operatives. They show her infrared images of the DOA building, which show two images; one larger than the other. They are stepping out into an alley behind the building. Madame Hydra orders a covert team dispatched. Their subject is a living weapon, and one they may be able to turn to their advantage if they can control his berserker rages. The operative does as he is told.
Logan is followed outside by Creed. He tells Logan that, for someone who can’t remember him, he certainly has misjudged him. He’d think he came over to his house and ripped his girlfriend’s throat out or something. Logan wonders what that is supposed to mean. Creed knows for certain that Logan isn’t lying, or this would certainly have blown his cool. Creed pulls out a pistol and aims it at the back of Logan’s head.
Suddenly, as Creed is about to squeeze the trigger, a car pulls up and four masked men leap out, each armed with a weapon. They fire, and hit Creed in the back. Wolverine pops his claws, and begins to defend himself by slashing mercilessly at his new adversaries. He doesn’t know why they want him, but he doesn’t subdue easily. One of the gunmen calls for reinforcements, and his contact replies that there are two more cars on their way. Their scanners also show a third unknown vehicle turning into the alley.
The third car just happens to be carrying Carol Danvers and Colonel Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. They both open fire at Logan’s assailants and Logan leaps in through the back window as they make their escape. The two other cars follow, and the original gunmen want to follow suit, Unfortunately, Creed has other plans for them.
As Fury fires off caps like there’s no tomorrow at their pursuers, he tells Logan that they got word that some walking secret weapon had turned up at the aggie building. He never thought it was gonna turn out to be him. He puts a Havana cigar in Logan’s mouth as he continues to fire. Logan asks if he actually knows either of them. “You’re kidding, right?” Fury enquires. He can’t believe that Logan doesn’t remember Special Agent Danvers, and the name Nick Fury doesn’t ring a bell? As his cigar is lit, Logan replies that there isn’t even a faint tinkle. Danvers thinks Logan is playing by the rules, the same they play by in the C.I.A; plausible deniability.
The following gunmen shoot at their tires, and this results in Danvers being forced to ditch their car against a wall. Immediately, Logan leaps from the vehicle and slashes the windshield of their pursuers’ car. The second car arrives and prepares to fire, but they are inexplicably killed when their car explodes. Logan looks up, and sees the Black Widow standing there, resplendent in her black uniform, and holding a spent bazooka. She informs Fury that the Soviet Union has been keeping an eye on Logan. They find it preferable that he not be affiliated with a government agency, or with any terrorist organization. Fury realizes he is out of ammo. He asks who she is, and Natasha replies that she in one whose sting is most venomous, if he attempts to follow her. She wishes Logan farewell, and tells him it was a pleasure seeing him work. She hears an automobile approaching, and informs them that they ought to be prepared for its driver.
Surely enough, Victor Creed arrives in a stolen Dodge. He tells the trio that it’s clean-up time; terminate with extreme prejudice, and all that good stuff. Fury orders him to back off, as Logan is under the protection of the federal government. Creed continues to point his gun at Logan, and replies that the feds on his side of the street want this loose cannon to drop dead and rot. Logan looks over at Creed, and says, “You ain’t even gonna tell me why?” Creed would love to tell him, just to see the look on his ugly mug, but he hasn’t got the time left. He opens fire.
Creed regrets, even as he blasts away, that he has been ordered not to tear him apart with his bare hands. The government boys want it done quick an’ clean, so there’s more to study. Logan’s claws shoot from his wrists. He leaps at Creed, and his ferocity surprises even the big guy. In just one swift attack, Creed is helpless, with his guts screaming from Logan’s slashes. He asks Logan to finish it, but Logan picks up Creed’s hat and places it on his head. He replies that, maybe someday, he’ll do the world a favor, and punch a claw through his brain; but not today.
As Logan wanders away, Carol Danvers says that they can’t just let him breeze off like that. Nick Fury grabs her arm, and tells her that they will. Sometime, he adds, it’s just wrong to follow orders. If it’s true that he can’t remember his past, maybe he can find a little peace for a change.
Over at the Hydra base, they find that the surveillance camera in their first car is still functioning. They have a clear optical and an infrared lock on Logan. The operative informs Madame Hydra that he can home a seeker missile right onto him. She replies that maybe that’s their only option. If they can’t have him, they don’t want their opposition to have him either. The operative ups the magnification and sets the tracking parameters, ready to fire. Madame Hydra places her hand on his arm, and orders him not to fire. “Let him live for now. At the moment, he is no threat to our plans for world domination. Inevitably, his darker side will consume him, and when that happens, he will cause untold damage to those who oppose us.”
(Ottawa, the next day)
Logan arrives back in Canada, and is met at the airport by James and Heather Hudson. Heather says the hat looks good on him. She asks if he bought it in Washington, and since when did he start smoking cigars? Logan replies that she might say he paid for the hat a long time ago, and just picked it up. The cigar? He tells her that some howling yahoo plugged one into his mug and it just seemed to fit. James asks him if he found what he needed to know. No, Logan replies, but someday, with the help of friends like them, he will.


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Not Dead Yet: 3
Hong Kong – ten years ago:
Standing in the rain, McLeish yells at Logan that he killed hundreds o’ people, bloody hundreds o’ people. And that is only because he’s a classy man. It’s a relatively meager score. He knows people o’ less class who can place in the thousands. H was just a wean, first time he got blood on his face – thirteen. Fourteen more he did that year, about a dozen each year since. He can mark off the months in bodies. Twelve people a year is not exactly trying hard. But he’s classy. He’s no mad dog. He murders one at a time for good money. He’s exact, classy. Nearly thirty-seven years he’s been walkin’ this earth wi’ murder in his hands and mind. Looking up to the sky, he yells out that and he bloody loves it!
New York State – tonight:
Driving his motorcycle down the road, Logan wonders how in hell did he, McLeish, survive the explosion. There was nothing special about him, apart from he could kill near anybody he set his mind on. He was old and a drunk and he couldn’t have lived through a broken back and the middle of a gasoline explosion. Someone’s running a game on him. He decides that he’ll find someplace remote-looking to camp, catch some food, think all this over. Out there, he has time on his side.
Up ahead, behind a some trees, a lady in heavy-duty military-like gear informs the rest of her four man crew that they know their instructions – upper body shots. She also tells them to stay in the middle where the road forks. The man insisted on that. And if he gets too close, switch to the adamantium-load clips. As soon as Logan approaches the para-military crew opens up fire on him. As the bullets hit him, Logan yelps out in pain and then pops his claws and balances on the bike, preparing for a fight.
Hong Kong – ten years ago:
In an airport terminal, Ai-Chia sits one seat away from Logan and says to him so he knew him. Logan asks who to which Ai-Chia replies the man who killed her father. He called him McLeish. Logan says yeah, he drank with him. Ai-Chia asks why. Logan says to her why’d he kill her father? He heard a snatch of conversation before he… well, he heard a snatch of conversation. Seems he’d been hired by a Triad to whack her daddy, something to do with an actor.
Ai-Chia says no, why did he drink with him? Logan informs her that he’d been to the same places he’s been, knew the same things. Ai-Chia says he was a killer just like him, she knows he killed him. Logan tells her he used him to kill her daddy. He killed her daddy. He, Logan, liked her daddy a lot. Comes down to it, McLeish was a mad dog and he saved a lot of lives by burning his body in Hong Kong harbor. Doesn’t do her daddy much good now he knows, but it had to be done. It ain’t nice, he can’t defend it real well. It makes an animal out of him too. But he ain’t sorry, not this time.
Standing up and gathering his bag, he tells Ai-Chia he has to go. Ai-Chia agrees that it’s time to leave. He has to go to Canada, far away from these things. Looking away from him, she tells him it’s funny. She doesn’t think she could ever touch him again. The idea of him touching her… she doesn’t have the right words. There’s dead people all over his hands. Turning towards him, she adds that at the same time, she doesn’t want him to leave. Logan tells her that she knows he’s sorry, the words aren’t big enough. As he reaches out to touch her face, Ai-Chia moves away from him and tells him no. She then says to him that the word for a white man in Hong Kong is gweilo. It translates as “white ghost.” Logan tells her that he knows that. Ai-Chia tells him that it fits him. With that, Logan turns and silently walks away from her.
New York State – tonight:
Standing in the middle of the road, Logan is surrounded by the bodies of the para-military crew. Walking over to his bike, he notices that they killed it. He then remembers adamantium loads. He heard one of them say they had adamantium loads, adamantium bullets.
As Logan stands over one of the crew, the man quietly groans. Logan tells him to shaddap. He coulda killed him, probably shoulda, but he was taught never to kill more’n you can eat. Rifling through the ammunition clip, he sees for himself that some of the rounds are made out of adamantium, the hardest metal on earth and rare as owl’s teeth. He used to have a king’s ransom’s-worth bonded to his skeleton. Adamantium-spiked explosives, adamantium bullets – where on earth is McLeish getting this stuff from? More to the point, if he had adamantium loads all along, why did the New York kill team use regular ammo? Answer – because he didn’t want him dead, then. It makes him wonder – does he want him dead there? Did he somehow know which way he’d take out of the city where he’d…
He took the same way out of the city he always does. Old habits kicked in, not thinking. Logan wonders how long McLeish has been watching him. But he must still think he has the adamantium on his bones, otherwise why prepare adamantium bullets and bombs. He then decides enough o’ that, he’s going to tie his brain in knots that way. Logan starts to think about the forked road. The gunmen came out of the left-hand turning. Which way does he take? If they came out of the left, maybe McLeish wanted him to go right, maybe they were trying to drive him that way. Or maybe they came from McLeish, which means he’s down the left-hand road, waiting for him. Or maybe that’s what he wants him to think, and – mind games! He’s been off-balance from the minute he walked up his apartment building’s steps. Just the way he wants him. Now he takes control of this ride he’s got him on. With that, Logan walks into the woods.
Once he gets in a little ways, he smells metal and plastic. The scent is unmistakable out there. Popping his claws, he smells something else, too. Something medicinal, and another smell. He can’t nail it, too close to the rot of leaves and rich dirt. Just then, Logan hears McLeish’s recorded voice. “I killed ma first man three days after ma thirteenth birthday, Logan.”
At that moment, Logan sees a tape deck tape affixed to a tree along with a motion sensor – metal and plastic. As Logan wonders how many birds and squirrels got to listen to his ‘fore he came along, the voice continues. “I was the best murderer in this world.” Logan thinks to himself if it’s McLeish’s voice. Not quite, but if he factored in age, lung damage from inhaling the superheated air of a gasoline explosion.
Just then, Logan notices something up in the trees. While he dodges the falling item, the voice says “I’ve no’ killed many folk since my brief stay in Hong Kong. And I’m no’ the man I was.” Looking at the body in front of him, Logan senses old blood. The rot of death came a week ago, preservatives used to keep the body recognizable. Ten years older, the face changed by murder and a decade of living with a terrible loss. It’s Ai-Chia all the same. While Logan goes to touch Ai-Chia’s face, the voice is heard again. “Aye, not many dead for old McLeish since, Logan. But I’m catching up now, Logan, as you can see. Come up the road some. There’s a wee town up ahead. There’s more for you to see. More like this. Lots more.”
Enraged, Logan destroys the tape recorder with his claws and calls out to McLeish that he wants the animal, he wants death? He wants him, come on. He wants some death, you freak? He’ll give him some death. He’ll break his back all over again and send him straight to the devil with his guts on fire. He yells out that he’s dead, dead! Rushing deeper into the woods, he yells to McLeish that he’s gonna kill him…


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Survival of the Fittest Part One – Whatever it Takes….
Way I see it, there’s two kindsa o’ people. There’s the kind that sit in their living rooms and turn on the Discovery Channel cause they want to learn about nature and five minutes later are appalled. Yellin’ at their TV’s, tellin’ the film crew to put down their cameras and save the poor zebra from the cheetah or hyenas. And then there’s the other kind, the ones who understand and accept. The ones who know that that is nature and that it’s all around us. That somewhere in the world, every second of every day that same story is bein’ played out. Like on the plains of Africa where a cheetah attacks a zebra or on the streets of any city where a thug attacks an unsuspecting man at the cash machine with a pipe. The brutal cycle of nature, the predator and the prey – animals doing whatever it takes to survive.
In the woods of Canada, Wolverine, wearing his blue and yellow uniform, thinks to himself that the few friends he has call him Logan. He considers himself one o’ the former – the predator, the hunter; the best there was at what he does – but sometimes, he’s given reason to doubt that. He’s been runnin’ for hours now, tearin’ up the North Canadian woods, usin’ the run to clear his head. So much has gone down in the last week or so. Things that got him, fer once, really questionin’ whether he still got what it takes and where alla these recent events leave him. Payment on a debt o’ honor. His marriage to the duplicitous Viper’s left him in too many compromisin’ positions and created tension between him an’ the only people that he calls “family” – the X-Men.
But the worst development is Sabretooth! His old “army buddy” Sabretooth is a mutant, jus’ like him. A freak, genetically blessed with incredibly acute hyper-senses and a non-stop healing factor. The thing that separates them is that he’s a cold-hearted killer. When they would throw down, he’d hafta use every advantage to take him out but now, every advantage he had, he has. Namely, adamantium.
Years ago, ‘cause o’ his healing factor, he was a candidate for an experimental process funded by an off-shoot of the Canadian military called Department H. It was called the Weapon X program. Through months o’ agonizin’ pain, they were able to lace his skeleton with unbreakable adamantium, makin’ him near invulnerable. But, awhile ago, it was taken from him and now he, Sabretooth, has it. The last time they mixed it, he broke his claws, snapped off the razor-sharp protrusions of bone that he can extend from the back o’ his hands. Now he’s without the adamantium, without the claws, without the edge.
Reaching his destination, he guesses that’s it. What brought him all the way up there. Though those’re just parts o’ him, things that gave him and advantage. He’s wonderin’ if without ‘em, he’s got the chops to do what he gotta do anymore. Or is there some kinda stupid irony there that the Weapon X facility is all abandoned and overgrown? He hasn’t been up there in years an’ it feels like yesterday. Pokin’ around there, where it all started’ll get him in a better head for what he has to do – help him find the weapon he used t’be.
A dozen miles to the north, a huge, lurching shadow detaches itself from the dark and dense vegetation of these deep Canadian woods. It lumbers through the forest, its thundering gait uprooting trees that have stood a hundred years. The errant swing of its limbs splintering tree trunks and tearing out branches the size of a man’s leg. But suddenly, a shift in the wind brings a familiar scent. The creature immediately calls out WEN-DI-GO! Filling with rage, the creature hunts through the thick underbrush, fueled by anger and a dim, muddy memory. It is the Wendigo and it has smelled its enemy.
At the Weapon X facility, Wolverine thinks to himself that gettin’ over the fence was nothin’ but he’s sure Department H hasn’t left this place unprotected. The place is still wired, he can hear it. An’ while he remembers this bein’ the area of easiest access, he still has to go through the lasers t’get t’the door. They got motion detectors on the lasers an’ those are the kind that’ll cut ya in half soon as look at ya. He has to make sure that he sees ‘em all, line ‘em up an’ do it.
In short time, Logan has made it past the lasers. Free of their sight, he realizes that he hesitated there for a second and wonders what that’s about. Has Sabretooth got him so rattled that now he’s even questionin’ the things he’s been trained for? Things he’s been doin’ all his life? He decides enough o’ that – that ain’t him! At the door, Logan thinks that usually he’d go after the lock with one o’ his claws but they haven’t grown back to full length yet. Using a pick, he opens the door and makes his way inside.
Inside the facility, Logan laments to himself who says ya can’t go home again? The place looks so familiar, an’ yet he really don’t remember much o’ his time there. Memories are foggy, like they happened in a dream. What they did t’ him. Usin’ all sorts o’ medication an’ mind-control. They went lookin’ fer his feral side, strippin’ away every bit o’ the man he was. Leavin’ nothin’ left but the animal inside – primal, savage. While he was in a state o’ constant bloodlust, they studied him, tested him, tried t’ find a way t’ control him an’ make him inta their perfect livin’ weapon. But like with all weapons, it backfired and he attacked his “creators.” He ain’t nobody’s weapon ‘cept his own.
Looking around in a laboratory, Logan sees the coolin’ tank where they pumped him fulla the adamantium. Is that where Wolverine was born? An’ has he just been jerkin’ himself around thinkin’ that he can still be that without th’ metal? Without th… Just then, Logan stops in his tracks, sniffs the air and senses the vibrations. The air’s thick, musty but he recognizes… Comin’ fast, how’d it get so close?
Just then, the Wendigo crashes through the wall. Logan senses that he’s mad and that it remembers him. He also has to move, it’s right on top of him. With a swat of its powerful arm, the Wendigo slams Logan against the wall. Picking himself up off the floor, Logan knows that he has to go evasive and that there’s no way he can go head-to-head with him, not now. Not without his claws. Before he can move, the Wendigo uses his razor-sharp claws to slash at Logan and in the process tears his back open.
After the initial shock, Logan leaps towards the Wendigo and determines that he’s gotta do somethin’ t’ stop him ‘fore the monster tears him t’ ribbons. Leaping on the monstrous creature, Logan drives his fists into the Wendigo’s neck. As he does, he wonders how it even got there. He thought he put an end t’ the Wendigo awhile ago. Obviously that didn’t take. But there’s somethin’ different about it this time, maybe somethin’ he can… The Wendigo responds by smacking him up against the wall again. As he smacks hard against the wall, Logan feels that his back’s on fire and thinks to himself that this ain’t goin’ well. Preparing himself for another attack from the Wendigo, he tries hard to think about what’s different.
Several provinces away, at Department H command, a soldier informs his superior that he’s registering serious activity in sector 8 of the old Weapon X facility. His superior informs him to continue monitoring and scan for known bio-signatures. Just then, the Wendigo crashes through the wall, taking Logan with him. In shock, the soldier informs his superior that he thinks they have identification.
Outside the facility, Logan thinks to himself that the Wendigo was born outta Indian legend, an ancient shaman’s curse upon any man who tasted human flesh. Translation: some Hannibal Lechter wannabe or some starvin’ camper lost in the wilderness cannibal, he gets possessed by the spirit of the Wendigo. Same spirit, different body. Not that that’s doin’ him much good now, he’s still a sittin’ duck out there in the open. As the lasers fire upon them, Logan determines that he’s gotta time the Wendigo’s lunge and get up an’ over an’ stay outta the way o’ those ginsu knives its got fer… At first, the plan works but it goes horribly wrong when the Wendigo jams his fist in Logan’s gut. Riding the momentum, Logan crashes through a basement window, safe for now.
Bleeding profusely, Logan realizes that he’s been torn open, it practically eviscerated him. It ripped through the abdominal and mesentery can feel his guts tryin’ to push themselves out. He has to hold ‘em in as his mutant healin’ factor’s gonna have a tough time with this one. Using a Canadian national flag, Logan begins to patch himself together. While he does he thinks about the Wendigo. The first guy who was the Wendigo was Paul Cartier, a trapper. He went up against him that time he fought the Hulk for the first time. Cartier was saved though when the curse was transferred to his friend, Georges Baptiste who gave him an’ Alpha Flight a work-out some time back. It was the Flight’s resident medicine man, Shaman, who was able t’ cure Baptiste, purgin’ him o’ the evil spirit. Even though this ain’t the same monster, th’ Wendigo spirit still seems t’have a serious mad-on for him. He wonders what he has to throw back. No adamantium, claws are useless, he’s in no condition t’ be dancin’ with th’ thing. He’s gotta find somethin’…
Moments later, Logan surprises the Wendigo by crashing through the door driving a Hummer. As he does, he hopes that he can do some damage with it an’ hope that these Hummers are as indestructible as they make ‘em out t’ be in the movies. As he starts to drive away, the Wendigo leaps on the roof of the Hummer, causing it to tip over. As it flips over, Logan thinks to himself to not believe everything ya see in th’ movies. Crawling from the burning wreckage, it’s just about then that it hits him what he’s become. None o’ the stuff he came there t’ find, somethin’ much simpler than that, more primal.
Suddenly, Logan realizes that he ain’t the hunter anymore; he’s not the predator, he’s the prey. That exact thought gets him movin’ but not fast enough. At that moment, the Wendigo grabs Logan in a massive bear-hug. In severe pain, Logan notices that th’ whole world is dancin’ in front o’ his eyes an he doesn’t hear nothin’ but the sounds of bones breakin’. All he’s thinkin’ is he’s the prey, the prey. An’ he’s gotta do whatever it takes – desperate – use anything – even if they’re short – dulled – nubs o’ bone.
Popping his claws, Logan uses the last bit of his energy to jam his claw nubs into the Wendigo’s eyes. He drives them deep, gougin’ at its eyes, carvin’ red runnels across its contoured face. Grabbing at its eyes, the Wendigo cries out in pain and drops Logan. Half-blind, it runs off into the woods. With his spine exposed, his guts in his arms, busted bones – he doesn’t make it as far and collapses in a heap.


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Crying Wolf (fist story)
Beer Run (second story)
1st story: (The colony of New York. October, 1760)A man is running for his life nearby an old castle. As the guy runs, he fails to notice a stone lying on the ground and trips over it. He falls, and hurts his shoulder and shreds a part of his clothing. On that very moment, the man’s chaser catches up with him: a giant werewolf with very sharp teeth! The werewolf grabs the man by his ponytail and threatens to drop him off a cliff. Luckily, the man has a blade in his pocket. He uses it to cut off his ponytail, and safely dives into the waters below. The werewolf growls, almost as if it wants revenge.
(present day, New York)Wolverine hangs out in a bar, where he listens to the same guy reading a chapter of his newest book. The entire club enjoys it and happily clap their hands, except for Logan. He can’t believe Kitty actually likes this stuff. As an autograph session begins, Logan approaches the poet and asks him to sign a book for Kitty. But he smells something suspicious. Logan grabs the man by his clothes, wanting to know how it could be “Duncan” knows so much about werewolves. Duncan claims he has been blessed with a generous muse. Logan smirks, but obviously doesn’t believe the tale.
Duncan signs the book for Kitty and takes off, thanking everyone for coming. Logan quickly follows Duncan outside, but he is already gone. Logan sniffs around, catching a familiar scent. Logan notices a figure jumping over some roofs and thinks it’s lucky he brought his “working clothes” with him. Logan quickly puts his X-Men uniform on and happily starts climbing a roof, ready for a tussle.
On the roof, Deadpool has an aim at Duncan, wondering how a book writer like Duncan can earn a million dollars like that. Wade gracefully jumps over some roofs, following the writer to his home, joking he’s in the wrong line of business and should start up writing books himself and thinks about stealing some of Duncan’s ideas.
At his home, Duncan tries to calm himself down, thinking that Logan was just another weird fan. He notices he forgot to turn on the alarm again and doesn’t like that. He thinks he spend entirely too much money on a home with wiring older than he is. Suddenly, an evil, but familiar sounding voice jokes that the trappings of man have spoiled Duncan. Duncan looks behind him, and freaks out when he recognizes the werewolf beast!
On Duncan’s roof, Deadpool is ready to jump in and opens the skylight. Suddenly, he gets punched in the face! Wade falls off the roof but manages to hold himself up on the edge of it. Wolverine sarcastically greets Deadpool, with Wade not please that Logan turned out in having become a lousy comedian now. It’s like talking to Bob Saget. Deadpool jumps back up and kicks Logan in his face. Logan angrily breaks a water pipe and starts smashing Wade’s face in, shouting that this is payback for what Wade did to Kitty a while ago.
Deadpool has no problem with apologizing for what he did to Kitty. He is ready to do it, but then Logan snikts his claws open, causing Wade to panic a bit. Wade quickly jumps at Logan, punching him down causing the two to fall through the roof. Wade shouts that he’s got a job to do. Logan thinks that must mean Wilson is supposed to kill the “Annie Rice” of werewolf books. Deadpool quickly throws his sword through Logan’s neck, causing him to fall back and bleed. Logan warns Wade to look behind him. Wade at first doesn’t want to believe that old trick, but does when he hears a loud growl behind him.
The werewolf lifts Deadpool high up in the sky and throws him against a wall. Wade jokes, thinking the werewolf and Wolverine must be related to another as they both have hairy backs. The werewolf rushes towards Logan wanting to finish him off next. Wolverine quickly pulls the sword of his chest and uses both his claws and Deadpool’s sword to hit the werewolf, realizing he and Duncan aren’t the same. But the sword brings no damage to the werewolf as it’s only made out of chrome and not silver, like Logan had hoped it would. Wolverine shouts at Deadpool that he’s going to kick the merc’s butt after this. That’s fine by Wade, who quickly runs away.
Wolverine follows the merc and goes to hide behind a thick wooden door. Wolverine wants to know what’s going on there. But Wade doesn’t know; he was just hired to kill the writer and wasn’t informed about any werewolves. Duncan steps forward suggesting he’ll explain things. Wade wants to kill his victim but Wolverine holds him back. Duncan reveals that the werewolf which is attacking him is part of his race. Ducan was a Lycanthrope, but a very long time ago he forsook his heritage to live among the human race. Ducan had hoped he was forgotten, but apparently was wrong. Wolverine suggests that Ducan transforms into his werewolf form and helps him out, but Ducan can’t, as he remains stuck in the middle of the transformation!
The werewolf catches up with Wolverine and Deadpool and is ready for round two. Logan snikts his claws open, joking he can take the guy as he sure isn’t a Wendigo. The werewolf is surprised that Dugan doesn’t seem to fight back. Wolverine and Deadpool go stand in front of Ducan, protecting him, with Logan shouting that the werewolf will have to go through them first before he can reach Duncan. That’s fine by the werewolf. He slams his big fists on the ground, causing a small earthquake and making Logan loose his balance.
Logan shouts at Deadpool to help him out. Wade thinks that’s fine, and suggests that the werewolf just takes Duncan so they can move on with their lives. Logan shouts at Wilson to just get Duncan into safety, and not to harm him or else he’ll have to deal with him. The werewolf defends he doesn’t want to fight Wolverine, but Duncan. Logan ignores that and slashes his claws through the werewolf, causing it to bleed. In his defense the werewolf uses his own claws, but only shreds Logan’s uniform a bit.
Meanwhile, Deadpool has brought Duncan to the upper living room. Duncan doesn’t think that leaving Deadpool’s “friend” Wolverine behind like that is such a good idea. Wade corrects that Logan isn’t his friend. And besides, they are getting Duncan to safety so he can stop whining.
Suddenly, the battle noises stop, making Deadpool think that the werewolf must have killed Wolverine. Which means he can kill Duncan now! Wade takes out his blade and jokes that with the feral mutant gone this means he can kill Duncan without his conscience being hurt.
Ducan start growling like a werewolf and sees several eyes appearing in the shadows behind them. On that very moment, the werewolf punches Wolverine through the roof! He runs towards Duncan, pleased he can finally finish him off. Duncan tries to warn the werewolf, Lycus, about the eyes but he refuses to believe it. Deadpool explains to Lycus that he too was hired to kill Duncan, so they are on the same side in a way.
Suddenly, green fog appears and several other werewolf-like people step forward. Lycus recognizes them as the Council! The leader of the Council explains to Lycus that they truly had hired Deadpool. Lycus gets confused. The Council reveals that in order not to draw any more attention to their race, they wanted a human to kill Duncan so it looked like a “human crime.” The Council also believes Lycus betrayed them. And if they hadn’t stopped him, they are certain Lycus would have done more damage than Duncan’s silly books. Lycus let his animal side obscure Deadpool and therefore has broken the law. The Council announces that Lycus’ punishment shall be to live like a true wolf from now and forever.
The Council points its attention to Duncan, telling him he has forsaken the wolf for the man and therefore must be destroyed. Wolverine snikts his claws back open and protects Duncan, getting the Council to think about it. They explain that Wolverine has bought Duncan time. They start fading away, explaining that dawn is breaking and that they’ve already spent enough time on this plane as it is. But they warn Duncan that, by the next full moon, Duncan better be far away from this place and life. And the Council wants Duncan to remember they have an eternity to haunt him.
Deadpool tries to stop the Council, begging for his money, but they ignore him and fade away completely. Wolverine smiles this sure was interesting and asks Duncan what he’s going to do next. Duncan explains he can’t live in the way of his tribe nor, as it seems, like an ordinary man. He realizes the Council will never stop pursuit. He thinks he’ll better go seek a quiet place, a remote town where he can simply be. He knows that sometimes, that is all any of them can hope for.
Deadpool walks over to Wolverine, thinking that with all this finally over with, they are even now. He wants to shake hands but, instead, Logan punches Wade in his face! Logan helps Wade up, joking that now they are even. They take goodbye from Duncan, and Logan smiles that, in order to prove there’re no hard feelings towards Wade, Logan will even let the merc but him a beer.
2nd story: Wolverine is present at the annual super-hero poker night. He stares in front of him and notices Captain America, She-Hulk, the Thing and Nick Fury impatiently staring at him, wondering what Logan is going to do. Logan jokes that he’s the best there is at what he does, and that playing cards isn’t that. He snikts his claws out and angrily shreds them apart.
Getting up, he walks towards the fridge, asking anyone if they want a beer or something. Cap smiles, asking if Logan can bring him a ginger ale. Logan checks the fridge but there isn’t any beer left. He remembers Fury drank the last brew, asking Nick if he knows what that means. Fury smiles that he does, and tosses Logan the keys to his car, joking it means Logan can go fetch a new case.
Wolverine angrily storms out and heads to Fury’s flying SHIELD car. Logan isn’t happy to be inside it, as it makes him think he’s Marty McFly. A few moments later, Wolverine has got a few more beer packs, and parks Fury’s car again. As Logan tries to lock it, the alarm goes off and security wires try to trap Logan. He snikts his claws open in an attempt to free himself. As Logan fights the coils, he notices a young street punk approaching him, and runs away with his beer.
Once free, Logan quickly follows the punk into an alley demanding his beer back. The kid drops it, and Logan picks it up, joking at the kid to just stay away from it and everything will be fine. Suddenly, fog arises from a sewer and pushes the hatch open! Logan stares at it, and the fog drags him inside! Wolverine falls down into the sewer, and notices weird-looking monks floating in mid-air, meditating. Hand ninjas quickly rush into the room, thinking Logan is an intruder and start attacking him.
Wolverine quickly snikts his claws open, not wasting any time to defeat the many ninjas. They start to panic and think Logan fights like a Komodo Dragon. Logan angrily shouts that the ninjas don’t seem so tough anymore out of a sudden. He just wanted his six-pack and move on.
Suddenly, Logan hears a loud roar behind him. A giant dragon has materialized! The dragon tries to eat Logan, but he manages to hold the mouth of the dragon open long enough. He tries to explain to the dragon that this is going to hurt the dragon a whole lot more than it will him.
Logan snikts his claws through several body parts of the dragon, causing it pain and fall into the sewer water, dead. The weird fog appears again, and teleports all of the Hand ninjas, the dragon and the monks away, leaving Wolverine behind, alone. He climbs back up to the surface, grumbling wonder what’s going to be next. Galactus? He walks back to Fury’s car and flies back to the Baxter Building, where everyone has in the meantime fallen asleep.
Wolverine goes to sit on a couch and puts the TV on. The announcer mentions that the next movie is going to be a Japanese classic “Attack of the Dragon Ninjas!”


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Through A Dark Tunnel
Elisabeth Braddock can feel the darkness reaching for her, but it’s not until she’s actually wearing the helmet that the X-Man named Psylocke fully realizes what she’s doing. What she’s putting herself through. The device she wears is called Cerebro, and it can amplify even the most latent telepathic abilities to a staggering degree. That’s the last thing she wants to do right now, the last thing she should do. But even though she can acknowledge the risks, she can’t disavow the need.
As she fits Psylocke with the Cerebro helmet, Moira MacTaggert tells her that everything is ready and asks her if she’s sure she can do this. Psylocke informs her that she doesn’t have a choice, does she? A man’s soul is at stake. Her own telepathic abilities are inaccessible as a result of her encounter with the Shadow King. To use them now would mean freeing him from the psionic plane, his prison within the folds of her mind. Putting her hand on Psylocke’s shoulder, Moira tells her that she knows they’re asking a lot of her. It takes the complete focus o’ her powers t’ hold that devil at bay and she can’t deny the risks o’ lettin’ ‘im loose are great. She knows it’s got to be frustrating too, given an artificial means o’ restorin’ her telepathy and knowin’ it’s only temporary. Calmly, Psylocke tells her to just get this over with.
Instantly, Cerebro pulses to life and for the first time in months, Betsy Braddock’s mind is free to roam. So, into the darkness, her mind soars free as a bird.
In the subterranean access tunnels connecting the X-Men’s headquarters to New York City, Warren Worthington (Archangel) deftly flies through them. When Kitty Pryde asks him if there was any sign of him, Wolverine, Archangel tells her not a one. Whichever way he went, it wasn’t the direction he took. He then asks if they have heard any word about Kurt’s recon? Just then, Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler) appears and tells them yes, and that he hasn’t out-foxed them just yet.
As the team of X-Men – Kitty Pryde, Archangel, Nightcrawler, and Jubilee – head deeper into the tunnel, Archangel tells them that he doesn’t want this to take any longer than necessary. Thinking to himself, Archangel wonders, of all places, why Wolverine had to draw them back down there. Just being in these tunnels conjures up so much darkness, so many bad memories. Not long ago, a trip to the Morlock tunnels would have been unimaginable to him but, looking at it realistically, he’s one of the lucky ones. He lost his wings, his confidence and his pride but scores of Morlocks lost their lives.
Just then, Betsy contacts Warren telepathically and tells him that she is using Cerebro to amplify her telepathic abilities and that she’s going to be there with him to help. Warren informs her that she’s come to the right place then because right now, he doesn’t think she could find anyone in greater need of it. Betsy then asks Warren how this all happened so she can gain a better understanding of it all.
Even as she asks, Psylocke knows there’s no clear answer to her question. The explanations come in fragments. Archangel tells of the team hastily assembled in the wake of the men’s dissolution and their aid to save the Mannites while staving off the attacks of a killing machine known only as Death. As unstoppable as his name implied, Death attacked again and again. Finally, to protect the lives of the Mannites, a sacrifice was made. The end was brutal and quick – Wolverine was dead. Or so it seemed.
Subsequent examinations revealed that Wolverine had been replaced by a Skrull imposter to infiltrate and observe the X-Men. But even that revelation paled before those to come. In search of clues to the real Wolverine’s whereabouts, the X-Men penetrated the Skrull’s headquarters. What they discovered however was far more than any of them had bargained for. Wolverine had been enslaved, transformed into one of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse. The circumstances of his transformation (his vicious battle against Sabretooth) were a mystery to all of them but they knew only a horrific ordeal could have turned their former teammate, the man who was in many ways the heart and soul of the X-Men against them.
Against them he was, though. Apocalypse’s Horsemen launched a scorched earth assault on them at the school they call home, ad Death struck as would a force of nature. Only when the other Horsemen were repelled, and Death was trapped within the mansion, did an opportunity to rise for them to reach the man they once knew.
Nightcrawler adds that, somewhere in the midst of all that has happened, all that is happening, while the others fight Apocalypse to prevent him from gathering the legendary twelve, is the key to defeating Death and driving Apocalypse’s influence from Logan’s mind. While they run, Jubilee asks Kitty what she thinks about all of this, how hard can they push to do this? They aren’t going to hurt him, are they? Kitty replies that in situations like this, there’s a fine line between helping and hurting and they’ll have to walk it even if Wolverine won’t be playing by the same rules. She’s taken precautions though, it’ll be all right.
As he listens to them talk, Warren telepathically tells Betsy to just listen to them. Kitty and Jubilee are two of Wolverine’s closest friends and because of Apocalypse, they may have to do battle with him, it’s not right! When Apocalypse got to him before, he was weak, at his lowest ebb. But Wolverine… Betsy tells him that he can’t think like that. She knows how this angers him, but succumbing to those feelings now only plays into Apocalypse’s scheme. Out loud, Warren asks Betsy if she has any better plans. Nightcrawler states that if she doesn’t, he does. It’s going to require Psylocke’s help though and it may necessitate using Cerebro to a somewhat greater extent than she’d like.
Elsewhere, Death moves as swiftly and as silently as his namesake. The dank gloom of the tunnels suits him. He’s at home here, but why are his senses on edge? He senses sounds, smells, images of the past, images of death, images of dead Morlocks all over the tunnels. As quickly as they came, they’re gone. There’s nothing there so why does he feel like he’s under attack?
Just then, Betsy uses her telepathic powers to lock onto Wolverine’s mind. When she does, Death can feel the darkness rise up around him, anguished thoughts he believed long buried, the reintroduction of the adamantium to his body by Apocalypse. For so long, he’s tried to not remember but now, the memories are too strong and the pain too real.
Before he can react, Archangel proceeds to club Death in the back of the head knocking him forward. While he does, he tells Betsy nice going but states that he’s gonna need back-up in a hurry though. Leaping into action, Nightcrawler punches Death across the face. As he does, he thinks to himself that if his assumptions are correct, Psylocke’s mental attack should keep Wolverine disoriented but he still has to move quickly, he cannot give him a chance to react.
Just as Nightcrawler teleports of the way before Death can connect with a swipe of his sword, Archangel reminds Kurt to keep moving and that he can’t linger long enough to become a target. Wrapping a bolo around Death’s arm, Archangel picks him up and tells Logan that he’s going to hate him for this and proceeds to slam him into one of the tunnel walls. While he flies away, Betsy asks him if that was absolutely necessary. He’s said Wolverine is dangerous in this mind-set but these weapons, his ferocity, this isn’t really like him. Warren angrily tells her that she doesn’t know everything about him, does she. He then tells her to just leave him alone and let him…
Before he can finish his thought, Death swipes at his feathered wings and knocks him out of the sky. When he crash lands against a wall, Death tells him that he remembers him, he is one of the master’s failures. He may have wanted to settle things before but now is the time he dies. With that, Death tosses his sword in Archangel’s direction, narrowly missing killing both Nightcrawler and Archangel.
Death could kill them both, he knows that. Instead, he takes flight again. Something about this place, why is it having so strong an effect on him? Mental images wash over him (Storm battling Callisto). Was he here before, did he watch as these things happened? No, the answer has to be “no.” There has to be something else, another explanation. But what? Why does every step he takes overflow his senses with memories? Why can he remember this (Kitty Pryde’s “marriage” to Caliban)?
Just then, Death sniffs the air and sees Kitty Pryde emerging from the wall behind him. She says to him that she nearly got married there once, remember? Her and Caliban, way before he fell under the influence of Death’s “master” the first time. It was a sweet gesture, but she asks Logan if he remembers how scared she was. Blocking her attack, Death pops his claws and tells Kitty that Logan is dead but she can join him. With that, he slashes at her with his sword, but she is able to phase right through it.
Preparing herself for battle, armed with her own two swords, she tells him not to be offended but that’s not the kind of reunion she had in mind. Death tells her that’s a poor choice o’ words darlin’. She moves well and is an experienced fighter but he is Death! Kitty asks him is he? There’s a difference in claiming to be something and actually fitting the bill. She tells Logan that she doesn’t want to hurt him, but she will and that’s a claim he can bank on. Each time Death slashes at Kitty, his sword phases right through her. Kitty, however, is able to get a few shots in and even delivers a kick that knocks Logan backwards.
As they fight, Death tells Kitty that she’s talkin’ to a man that doesn’t even exist. Kitty says that isn’t true, he does exist and he’s still there inside him. Death tells her no and proceeds to ask her if she thinks her phasin’ powers give her an edge. She can’t evade him forever though, he’s faster ‘n her. Stabbing Death in the face, Kitty says maybe this will slow him down. As Death continues to slash away at Kitty, he is still unable to make contact with her. Kitty points out that it’s hard to hit something he can’t touch, eh Wolvie? Death replies that he won’t hesitate to kill her “pum’kin.” The master…
Kitty cuts him off and says that he has filled his head with lies. This isn’t him, can’t he see that? Looking at Kitty with her sword in his neck, Death tells her what he sees is a weak little girl who’s way out o’ her league. As he knocks Kitty off balance, he proceeds to stab her in the foot with his claws. As she falls backwards, Logan notices that she doesn’t have anythin’ to say. Probably cuz she’s findin’ it pretty hard to concentrate right about now. And they both know she needs to focus to phase, don’t they?
Approaching her, Death tells her not to worry, it’s all over now. Looking into Logan’s eyes, Kitty quietly says that he’s not mean. Death tells her not mean, worse and goes to deliver the final killing blow to Kitty. Before Death can connect with the killing blow, Warren flies in, grabs Kitty and takes her to safety over next to Nightcrawler. As he does, Kitty tells him that she thinks he was getting through to Logan. Once they reach Kurt, Death rushes towards them at full-speed. At the last second, Kurt teleports he, Warren, and Kitty out of the way and Death crashes into a large wooden door.
Leaving Kurt and Kitty behind, Warren tells them that if they’re going to finish this, they’ve got to stay on him and flies off. While he does, Betsy tells Warren that he needs to calm himself. She knows where he is and what this place means to him but he’s got to stay in control. She wouldn’t want him to… Warren asks her flutter about in the dark and maybe hurt himself? Thinking back to when he was held captive by Callisto, Warren tells Betsy that she’s right about one thing, bad memories are thick as the stench down there.
As he continues to fly, Warren remembers back when he decided that he didn’t want to be part of the X-Men when Wolverine joined and when he faced off against Wolverine during Inferno. Betsy tells him that she can see his thoughts and that she knows there’s never been any love lost between him and Wolverine and he knows how difficult this is for him, but she’s sensing something else, that there’s something physically wrong with him. It’s like there’s something growing inside him. Warren tells her to give it a rest; he’s just sick and tired of the dark is all, he just wants to…
Before Warren can finish his thought, Death descends upon him, prepared to kill him. Just then, a blast knocks Death away from Warren that slams him against a beam and buries him in a pile of rubble.
Once he frees himself, Death looks upon his attacker – Jubilee. She tells him that this is pretty much par for the course, isn’t it? He goes and gets his big, hairy butt in trouble and it’s up to her to dig him out. She adds that it’s time for the hard choices “bub.” If he wants to go after them, he’ll have to go through her first. Pulling down her mask, she asks if he’s ready to do that. Or is he willing to listen to some of his own advice for a change. He’s always been there for her, he’s talked her out of some pretty dark spots in her life, kept her from doing thinks she knew she’d have regretted later (facing her parent’s killers). She asks him doesn’t he think it’s about time he let her return the favor?
Struggling, Psylocke tells Jubilee good job and to keep talking. Jubilee reminds Logan that she’s always been there for him, from when she first found him nailed to a crucifix in the Australian Outback to when Magneto ripped out his adamantium on Avalon. She pleads with him to please let her, them help him now. Kurt adds that they’re not backing down from this; he’s taught them all better than that, hasn’t he? Or were all those combat games in the woods surrounding the mansion really fun and games with nothing more at stake than a couple of rounds down at Harry’s Hideaway?
As he continues to plod along, Betsy telepathically tells Wolverine that he’s got to listen to her. She knows he’s in there, she can sense him fighting to gain control but he’s got to let them do what they can to help him. Inside his mind, Logan tells her that it’s not as simple as that. Maybe he could assert some kinda control over Death but all he’d be doin’ is layin’ a blanket down on a whole pile o’ stink. Coverin’ up ain’t the way he does things, she knows that. Betsy tells him perhaps, but she also knows the only alternative is relinquishing himself to Apocalypse’s conditioning. With that, she jams her psychic knife into Logan’s head. As Death faces Jubilee, Betsy tells Logan that he has to fight back now while his true personality is as close to the surface as it’s likely to get.
Stopping in his tracks, Logan tells Jubilee that it’s him, for now at least. Death’s taken a holiday. Standing next to Kurt, Kitty states that everything’s finally all right then. Just then, Betsy tells them no, something’s wrong with Warren. Turning around, Logan, Kurt, Jubilee, and Kitty take a look at Warren. With his hands over his eyes, Warren says he never realized. Light, it never dies, not even in monsters!