This was a dream I had
Blood, Metal & Betrayal
My name is
Wolverine, and I’m the best at what I do.
And what I do right now involves disemboweling several nasty
cyborgs.
Now these
ain’t your run of the mill “look like normal human but really have wires on the
inside” type of cyborg. No these suckers
are fugly. None of them are particularly
similar in appearance, but just imagine a human and a robot were fused together
by way of molten lava and you’ll get the picture…oh yeah, and throw on some
miscellaneous weaponry in there as well.
Now to
answer the important questions, what do they do? Kill mutants.
Damned good at it too.
Next
question, who made them? Does it really
even matter at this point? Mutantkind
has so many enemies you can just take your pick.
Now where
and how are they made? Shut up and stop
asking questions.
The cyborgs
seemed to be just as interested in collecting mutants as they were in killing
them. It took me awhile to sniff around
for information, but I finally found the facility the borgs were dragging the
mutants off to. Staking the place out, I
came to a haunting realization. Mutants
went in, and cyborgs came out.
It was time
to rally the troops and level the freaking place. The most powerful mutants, Professor X,
Magneto, and such, were assassinated early on.
So when mutantkind looked for someone to lead them into a war, my name
was on the top of the list.
That brings
us to the present, with me and a whole bunch of pissed off mutants charging the
facility that sought the eradication of mutankind. Of course there were a whole lot of cybitches
between us and the facility.
Out of the
corner of my eye, I watched Cyclops finally cut loose. Screaming, he removed his shades and
vaporized about a dozen cyborgs. Didn’t
think the guy had the spine. Well, he
did, but then a cyborg ripped it out. I have to stay focused.
I carved my
way to the facility. None of the other
mutants were even close, but hey, I am the best at what I do. A heavy metal door stood between me and the
captive mutants inside. Using a claw, I
popped the door open like a tin can lid and stepped into a chaotic
labyrinth.
Apparently,
the captive mutants weren’t so captive any more. Mutants were running loose inside the
facility with packs of cyborgs in pursuit.
In the first couple of minutes I was on the inside, most of the mutants
I caught a glimpse of were quickly buried beneath a pile of flesh and
metal. But some of the mutants were
putting up a good fight. I began
gathering up the feisty mutants and started searching for my main target. There was a mutant girl inside the facility
that had the ability to locate nearby mutants.
She was vital to my plan.
I found the
girl barricaded in a room with a few other mutants trying to hold off a large
group of ‘borgs. Howling, I launched
myself into the fray slicing tendons and wires.
The other mutants were right behind me…damn fools.
Not exactly
sure how everything went down, but when everything stopped twitching, the only
people left standing were me and the girl.
The girl was cowering in against the far wall of the room. “You’re coming with me,” I growled. I didn’t wait for her to answer. I grabbed her by the arm and propelled her
out of the room. “Lead me to the rest of
the mutants.”
We wandered
through the endless metal maze tracking mutants. Finding mutants wasn’t as difficult as was keeping them
alive. The girl became more and more
erratic. She reeked of fear. She finally collapsed in the middle of a
small lab.
“Get
up. We have to keep looking.”
The girl
was shaking, “There are no more. They’re
all gone.”
I looked
around the lab and spotted what I wanted.
There were several tall, sturdy shelves lining the lab walls. Above one set of the shelves was a recess in
the wall. Grabbing the girl, I dragged
her over to that set of shelves. “Start
climbing,” I ordered.
The girl
half-heartedly began climbing the shelves.
I had to poke and prod her up the shelves. A figure moved among the shelves. The girl screamed almost falling off. I reached out to keep her up. “It’s ok.
He’s with me,” I said as I prodded her up the shelves and into the
recess above them.
“Just stay
up here. It’ll be ok,” I started to
lower myself down off the shelves.
“Wait,” the
girl sputtered. “What happened to your
friend?”
“Oh yeah,
him,” I continued to lower myself down from the shelves as a nasty looking
cyborg pulled himself up into the recess with the girl.
By the time
my feet hit the floor, the girl’s screams had stopped. I walked out of the lab. The hall was crawling with cyborgs. As they turned toward me, I pulled out a
small clicker from my pocket and clicked the button on it. The surrounding cyborgs slumped over. I pushed my way through the unmoving
mass. My job was done. Doc' would be pleased.
***
Several months previous
I walked
through the mutant camp. Fear had spread
through the mutant communities ever since the Professor was whacked. So now most mutants rallied under Magneto’s
Brotherhood. There were only a few
mutants that could potentially be a problem to the Doctor’s plan. Magneto was the first on that list. And that’s why I was here.
I located
Magneto’s tent. He was out. I had to hurry. He would be drawn to me soon. Stalking into the tent, I planted the
plastique explosive in the center of the tent.
I straightened as Magneto strode into the tent.
“Ah,
Wolverine, what brings you here?”
Time to
make this look convincing. I pressed a small button in my pocket.
I crashed
into the ground on the outskirts of the camp.
Crawling out of the small crater I had made on my landing, I could see
the black billowing smoke coming from Magneto’s tent. One down, two more to go.
“Hey,
Logan, I saw what you did back there, and I gotta tell yah, it wasn’t very
nice.”
Deadpool
was crouched by the side of the crater.
“Wade, you just made my day a lot simpler. Won’t have to waste much time tracking you
down.”
Deadpool
cocked his head to the side in confusion, and then swore.
My blades
weren’t as quick as his guns, but I have the adamantium skeleton. You can’t dice me up into little pieces. Wade Wilson on the other hand…it’ll be
interesting to see if he can put himself back together with his body scattered
over a couple miles of forest.
***
I felt a
sense of satisfaction as I tossed the last piece of bone and flesh into the
surrounding underbrush of the forest.
“Wolverine! I’m going to kill you for this!” Sabertooth
burst out of the woods. Anger burned in
his eyes.
This was the
last obstacle, and then I can lead the rest of the mutants to extinction. Eyeing a river close by, I faced
Sabertooth “I’m curious, how well can
you swim?”
