Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men, Marvel does, but Falcon is
my character and Felon is Felon's.
Continuation from the Movie: Wolverine has left the X- Mansion
on Cyclops' Motorcycle and has come to the compound that
Xavier showed him, thinking that it might be where he got the
surgery done to his skeleton.
Wolverine comes to a screeching halt in front of an abandoned
compound. He was happy to finally get off his motorcycle. It was
old falling apart building, obviously very, very old. He gets off his
motorcycle and goes into the building. The walls are covered
with vines and there is debris everywhere. Files and remains of
pieces of paper are strewn all over. Obviously whoever was here
last left in a hurry. His heightened sense of smell picks up a
human in the next room. He walks into it and hears a sniffle and
then silence. Over in the corner he sees a lump with a blanket
over it. He moves toward the blanket and stretches out his hand
to remove the blanket. But before he can touch it, it flies up into
his face. He rips it off his face and runs toward the sound of
footsteps. They stop and he realizes he's running into a dead
end. "Ha, I've got him now! Well, at least I think it's a him.
Maybe it's a her. Hmmm, I've got it now!" As he rounds the
corner he sees the dead end, but no it. He suddenly hears that
familiar SHINK, but realizes that his claws were already out.
Chapter 1, Section 2:
Before Logan can think he is thrown backwards into the wall
behind him. "What?" He growls and begins to run towards the
sound of metal cutting through air. "Ahh a mutant, I can deal
with this." Before he finishes his thought claws tear down his
back, leaving a large gash that is quickly healed by his powers.
"OWWWWW," he growls lunges behind him but realizes no one
is there. "What kind of mutant am I dealing with?" he thinks. He
is flung back into the wall to the side of him and leaves a
tremendous indention. Realizing he can't win, he falls to his
knees and pulls in his claws.
"I give up," he says, "Show yourself." A teenage girl with wild
and tangled brown hair materializes in front of him. She is
wearing tattered rags and no shoes, and from her back were
Adamantium Steel wings.
If you like this story and want me to write more, please r/r.
my character and Felon is Felon's.
Continuation from the Movie: Wolverine has left the X- Mansion
on Cyclops' Motorcycle and has come to the compound that
Xavier showed him, thinking that it might be where he got the
surgery done to his skeleton.
Wolverine comes to a screeching halt in front of an abandoned
compound. He was happy to finally get off his motorcycle. It was
old falling apart building, obviously very, very old. He gets off his
motorcycle and goes into the building. The walls are covered
with vines and there is debris everywhere. Files and remains of
pieces of paper are strewn all over. Obviously whoever was here
last left in a hurry. His heightened sense of smell picks up a
human in the next room. He walks into it and hears a sniffle and
then silence. Over in the corner he sees a lump with a blanket
over it. He moves toward the blanket and stretches out his hand
to remove the blanket. But before he can touch it, it flies up into
his face. He rips it off his face and runs toward the sound of
footsteps. They stop and he realizes he's running into a dead
end. "Ha, I've got him now! Well, at least I think it's a him.
Maybe it's a her. Hmmm, I've got it now!" As he rounds the
corner he sees the dead end, but no it. He suddenly hears that
familiar SHINK, but realizes that his claws were already out.
Chapter 1, Section 2:
Before Logan can think he is thrown backwards into the wall
behind him. "What?" He growls and begins to run towards the
sound of metal cutting through air. "Ahh a mutant, I can deal
with this." Before he finishes his thought claws tear down his
back, leaving a large gash that is quickly healed by his powers.
"OWWWWW," he growls lunges behind him but realizes no one
is there. "What kind of mutant am I dealing with?" he thinks. He
is flung back into the wall to the side of him and leaves a
tremendous indention. Realizing he can't win, he falls to his
knees and pulls in his claws.
"I give up," he says, "Show yourself." A teenage girl with wild
and tangled brown hair materializes in front of him. She is
wearing tattered rags and no shoes, and from her back were
Adamantium Steel wings.
If you like this story and want me to write more, please r/r.