Wolverine and his son?
Disclaimer –I don't own or make any profit from writing about the X-Men who belongs to Marvel Comics. I wish I did, that would be so much fun.
Summary – Wolverine and the X-Men escape from Stryker's Underground Base, to find a teenager boy lying in the snow. Who is he, and why does he seem to find Wolverine so familiar? What happened in his past that not even professor Xavier can see it into it.
Note: This is a different X2, and Jean doesn't die. Chapter 1: Unstable buildings
"Damn you Stryker!" Wolverine cursed as he ran down the corridor. He hoped he wasn't too late, hoping the other mutants haven't gone into the spillway. He exited the corridor and found himself in a large circular room, the huge, mechanical doors that led into the spillway stood on the far right side of the room. Wolverine sniffed around, "Yes! They haven't been in here yet." Wolverine hurried, desperately trying to get to the other side of the room to the control panel, before the water came rushing into the room. He was half way there…
"There's the doors," Cheered storm as she and the other mutants ran into the room.
"Dammit!" Wolverine cried as he lunged forward, his adamantium claws sparking as they finally made contact with the control panel. With one quick upward swipe, the panel was slaughtered.
"Stop!" yelled Scott as he came to a sudden stop, everyone behind him doing the same.
"Why are we…" Jean didn't get to finish her question, as the gigantic doors slammed shut in front of them. Now that the control panel was broken the doors closed. "That was a close call."
"You don't want to go that way, Trust me." Wolverine said as he pulled his claws out of the wall. The huge doors shuttered in their hinges as the water finally reached them.
"Where do we go now? Our only way out is blocked!" one of the little mutants stopped to think. " And underwater. Professor I want to go home."
"Don't worry kid. Come on everyone there's another way out of here, follow me." Wolverine said as he turned around and started walking back down the corridor.
Scott helped Jean, as Storm and Kurt helped the professor. The younger mutants followed in between. They walked for what seemed like hours, as the building became less stable with each step. Finally Wolverine broke the silence.
"There's the door." He took a few steps closer when something caught his eye; it was a metal object. Wolverine bent down to take a better look at it. Just as he bent down, the roof above them couldn't take the pressure the water was putting against it and released some of the pressure by letting go of a hunk of the roof. The chunk fell gaining speed as it fell from the eight foot tall ceiling to the ground, before anyone could do anything it landing right on top of Wolverine, knocking him out instantly.
"Oh-my God! Scott do something." Yelled Jean.
Scott took aim and fired, shattering the chunk of ceiling.
"Wolverine? Are you okay?" asked the little boy mutant as he shook Wolverine. There was no response. "Help, someone, Wolverine won't wake up. His head is bleeding! What do I do?"
"Don't worry. We have to get him back to the mansion. Scott one of the kids can help me walk, can you bring Wolverine?" Jean asked looking down at Wolverine as she wrapped a piece of her shirt around his head to slow down the bleeding.
This is my first fanfiction post please review, any criticism is welcome, good or bad.
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