Logan opened his eyes and stared up into the bright blue sky, the last thing he remembered was battling against Norman Osborne's dark avengers. He, Spiderman, Hawkeye, Ms. Marvel and Johnny storm had all been severely wounded they were going to stop a bomb from going off, that was when the Dark avengers showed up and the whole thing turned sour.
He held his hand up to his head and examined his surroundings, everything was as he remembered it, but still something felt different, he forced himself to remember, there had been a bright flash during the fight, "Had the bomb g one off?" he remember he'd thought so at the moment, but now he was sure it hadn't, he had heard a wicked laugh and then woken up, the streets and buildings were all intact.
But If everything was so right, why did he feel so wrong? He jumped off the building and onto the street, determined to find out what had happened to his team mates.
He turned around a corner and to his surprise the first person he saw was Peter Parker taking a picture of central park.
"Pete!" he shouted and hurried as the photographer waved at him with delight, "What happened? Are you ok?"
"Sure, why wouldn't I be?"
"Well the bomb…"
"Oh you mean that?"
"Yeah, what happened?"
"You don't remember?"
"Do I look like I remember?"
"Dark Wing pulled us out of a jam"
"Dark wing?"
"You know…the hero"
"Must be new" Logan just noticed what Peter was Photographing, "What's that?" in the distance a tall building stood in the center of central park.
"McDuck's Money Bin, the DB's writing a special about it"
"Logan turned around at the sound of a TV inside a shop, announcing the morning news"
"We're coming to you live where political representatives are coming from all over the world to celebrate the 86th anniversary and the rule of the beloved House of M…"
"No not again!" Logan shouted angrily.
"…House of Mouse"
"WTF?"