Chapter 1

The Decision

In a small building near American Canadian border, a person just woke up from a very intense sleep. He rubbed his eyes before opening them. He immediately came into his senses and looked around. He was totally blank. He cannot remember anything. He observed his body and found he was naked and lying on the floor. He walked across the room and observed it. He took a minute to understand that he was in some kind of prison. The room was rectangular in shape, having walls on three sides, and large grills on the other. The top of the room is curved. He walked across the room and tried hard to remember anything and everything he could, but cannot remember a single thing. At this point, he saw something in his neck. It looked like a necklace with a small pendant. He took the pendant into his hands and observed it. It was a small iron plate, in elliptical shape, with two words engraved on either side. They were 'Logan' and 'Wolverine'.

"Logan" he said to himself, "Is that my name?" He thought about remembering his name, and similar things. But he could get nothing. He turned to the other side and found the word Wolverine. 'What does that mean?' he thought to himself. He slowly understood that he remembered nothing of his past. With frustration he punched his fist on the wall. But it sounded like the wall was being cut. He took his hand back, and observed that he has some metal knives coming from his fist. In shock, he clenched his other hand, and some metal claws from it pierced into his leg. He fell in pain, and rolled over. After about a minute, he slowly relaxed and looked at his both hands. There seemed nothing unusual. He looked at his leg where the claws pierced into his leg, found a tiny red spot, but no wound. 'Am I Hallucinating' he thought to himself. After about two minutes, he got an idea, and made clenched his fists, as he had done before. The metal claws appeared again. "What the hell was that" He said in surprise, looking at them.

Logan looked at his hands for about five minutes. He sat on the floor and was bringing the claws, in and out all the time. It was a little bit painful, but the pain always reduced in seconds. After some time, he realized these claws will appear only when he tightened a muscle present near his fist. He heard a small sound out of his room, and stood up. He silently stood near the grills, and tried to see and listen about the sound. As he remembered nothing, his concentration levels are far high. He wants to take in each and every piece of information he could. Far from his cell he heard a sound, a bit louder that the first.

"Hey Wilson, cup of tea?"

"Yeah! I'll have one." Wilson said in a weak tone. He seems to have some hard work.

"Did he wake up?"

"I think not." He answered, "It takes a couple of hours"

'Are they talking about me?' he thought to himself.

"This is the third time in a week Allan" Wilson said with a surprise, "Any other person cannot bear the struggle. I really wonder how his body always recover from that drug."

'What! Am I being drugged?' Logan was totally shocked. 'What are they doing to me? What do they want?'

"The worst part is he remembers nothing every time. His mind goes blank as white paper." Wilson continued.

'That explains my lost memories' he thought.

"Do you know one thing Wil" Allan said, "He totally believed my story, and actually thanked me last time for saving him"

"Yeah! He thanked me once." Wilson replied, "So any more orders from them?"

"Not yet!" he paused a second, "They'll probably call today. It's been two days since last one."

"You know one thing? It's looking funny taking orders from an unknown person."

"But we are getting paid." Allan ended the statement. "I'll have to go. I must switch off the machine. See you later."

"Wait, I'm coming with you. It's just boring here."

With a click of door, they went away. Logan moved in and sat on the floor, and started thinking. He was clouded with many questions, and have no answers. He just understood that he was being used to some thing he don't know. He got angrier every moment. After some time he got up.

"I cannot let this happen. I'll fight my own way and the person behind this, will suffer for what he has done" Saying this he moved towards the gate.

… To be continued.