Marvel Infinite Universe: X-Men
A man was walking through the snowy forest, making his way to the train tracks. He didn't know where the train was going, but he didn't care. He just wanted to leave this place behind. The man went by the name Logan.
Logan waited by the tracks for the train to stop. Usually it did stop by this area, despite how little people actually showed up by this area. Logan pulled out a cigar and lit it up. "What's taking so damn long?" he muttered. Eventually the train arrived. Logan was about to get on, when he heard a voice. "What's the rush Logan? Don't you have time for your best buddy wade?"
Logan looked back to see his former teammate, Wade Wilson. Wade looked like he was prepared for a battle. "If you're here for me, tell Stryker to screw off!" he growled. "Aww come on Logan, let's not make this violent. Come with me now and everything will be ok" Wade insisted. Logan unsheathed his middle adamantium claw.
Wade frowned. "So that's how it's going to be. I didn't want to do this Logan, but you leave me no choice." He drew out his twin katanas. The train started to move again. Logan grabbed on to the train and pulled himself onto the roof. "You want a fight Wilson, then come and get me!"
Wade charged forward and did a flip, landing on the rooftop. Logan stepped back, unsheathing his claws fully. The two charged at each other and broke out into a dual, clashing their blades together with each move.
Wade flipped his left katana and went for a stab, piercing Logan's shoulder. Logan hissed in pain and tore the blade out of his shoulder, kicking Wade. Wade stumbled back, the speed of the train knocking him down. Logan walked forward, raising his claws. Wade grabbed out his twin pistols and shot at him. The bullets entered Logan, spraying blood.
Wade then made a grab for his sword and swung it at Logan's face. Logan blocked the blade with his claws, breaking the katana. "Hey!" Wade glared. Logan then slashed Wade's right shoulder and left leg.
Wade yelled in pain, falling onto his knees. Logan then cut off Wade's right hand and threw him off the train and into the snow. The train drove off, Wade slowly becoming nothing more then a blur in Logan's vision. He sheathed his claws and went through the back of the train, sitting down in an empty chair.
"So where is this train going anyway?" Logan asked a guy across from him. "New York" the man replied. "Oh Boy.." Logan murmured.
