Out of Control
By gene-edge
Author's note: this is my first story so please be a little gentle with the reviews! Thanks!
(btw Jean and the Prof. aren't dead)
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Chapter one
(The X-men had just come back from a mission in Alberta, Canada. Sabretooth was murdering innocent hikers in the woods)
Scott's POV
Something is very wrong with Logan. He seems more, well…. feral than he usually is? Yeah, I know that we went to Canada and apparently that's where he's from, but I wouldn't think that would matter much, cause that was years ago. I don't know. I'll just keep an eye on him…. And maybe I'll tell the Professor just in case.
No one's POV
Scott walked down the hall on his way to the Professor's office and was welcomed back by many of the students as he walked down the hall. All Scott did was smile and nod and wave every now then.
When Scott reached the Professor's office he knocked on the door.
"Yes, Scott you may come in," Charles said.
Scott entered with a look of worry plastered on his face. The Professor was sitting at his desk reading a book.
"Welcome back." Charles looked up and noticed the look of worry on the leader's face. "Is there something troubling you?"
"I'm worried about Logan," Scott stated.
"Why, is there something wrong with Logan?"
"Well, when we were on the mission something happened to Logan and when we returned, he didn't act like himself."
"What do you mean that something happened to him?"
[During the mission]
"C'mon, Jimmy! I know you can do better than this! Look at you! They've tamed you! You're pathetic!" Sabretooth taunted as Logan and Victor were fighting. All the other X-Men were injured.
The look on Logan's face said it all. He was pissed off to an extent the X-Men have never seen before.
'Oh my goddess,' Storm thought to herself when she saw Wolverine's face.
Then Logan's eyes went from their usual blue to pitch black. Logan's canines elongated. And the look on his face became feral and somewhat fearsome. Wolverine growled and it sounded like the rumble of thunder.
"Mein gott," Nightcrawler said in complete shock of what had become of his best friend.
"Now there's the Jimmy I've been looking for!" Sabretooth said, sounding unusually happy for what had just happened to Wolverine.
Wolverine lunged at Sabretooth, knocking him over, and started ripping and tearing at Sabretooth with his indestructible adamantium claws.
The look of shock plastered on the face of the "fearless" Sabretooth was somewhat humorous. He then pushed Wolverine off of him, sending him a good 8 to 10 yards into a tree.
"Oh my god, did Jimmy just unleash the beast? I thought all you freaks caged it, huh, well guess it found its way out." Sabretooth chuckled. "Good luck!" He smirked, and then ran deeper into the woods, completely out of sight.
It was quiet for a moment then kitty broke the silence, "Does anyone care to explain to me, what just happened?!"
"That's what scares me. I don't know what happened," Logan said. He had a hand on his forehead. When he removed it he was back to normal. Blue eyes and his "fangs" were still longer than a normal human's but shorter than when they elongated. Logan had a look of worry on his face.
[Present time]
"Oh dear, I see what you mean Scott," Charles said with a hint of worry in his voice.
"Can you keep an eye on him, please? I don't want him to snap again and possibly hurt a student."
"Don't worry Scott I will."
"Thanks Professor."
Wolverine/Logan's POV
I've been in this freaking school for too long. Too many people. Too much civilization. I need to get outside in the woods more. That's my home. Out in the open. Maybe I need to leave? Yeah, start running again. No, that would break Rogue's heart. I can't.
Wolverine let out a growl. He was doing a danger room session against a large pack of wolves.
Maybe Sabretooth was right? Did I unleash the beast? Maybe that's why I'm thinking like an animal again, about going and living in the woods again. If I did, I have to leave; I can't go and hurt a student or another teacher. Well I don't care if I hurt Scooter, but I'd get kicked out.
Wolverine let out a roar killed the last wolf.
*Session Complete* the computer said and the "dead wolf bodies" disappeared and the door opened.
Logan walked out of the danger room and started to head to the kitchen to get a beer.
When Logan reached the kitchen, Hank was sitting at the breakfast bar having a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Hello, Logan," Hank stated calmly.
"Hey, Hank," Logan replied.
"I heard about your dilemma during the mission, is everything alright?" Hank asked while folding up the newspaper then setting it on the table.
"I'd rather not talk about it."
Logan opened up the fridge and pulled out a beer, then turned back around to face the blue furry doctor.
"Logan I think we need to talk about it. The students' safety may be at risk."
Starting to get a little annoyed, Logan replied, "Oh so now I'm risking the students' lives?!"
"Now, Logan I didn't say that I just-"
Logan cut hank off and his eyes went pitch black, "Think I'm a danger to the school now just because I lost control! Huh?! Is that it! You want to kick me out now just 'cause I might lose control and kill a student?!
Hank was speechless.
Logan's eyes went back to blue and Logan put his hands on the table and hung his head. "Hank, I think I am losing my mind. I'm going feral again, I'm losing control," Logan lifted his head, "Can ya help me? I can't keep the animal caged forever. I should know, I tried."
Hank was at a loss for words.
"Please, Hank."
A moment later, Hank replied, "Alright, I'll try to help. But please don't do that eye thing again, it kind of scared me." Hank smiled.
Logan smiled and chuckled, "No promises."
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Please leave reviews! (Be gentle please!)
~gene-edge~
to be continued?
