Wolverine continued through the air duct. It was a stroke of luck he spotted it on his way in. Then again, he knew it wasn't all luck. After all, his enhanced animal senses were definitely a factor, and that's how he knew Sabertooth was on Asteroid M.
"I'd recognize his foul stench anywhere," thought Wolverine. "I know Cyclops and the Prof are gonna chew me out for this, though. But I'm sure they're used to it by now."
He turned a corner in the air duct and continued down a different passageway, one that smelt more like Sabertooth. His sense of smell was significantly more accurate now that he didn't have any conflicting smells from his allies.
"Besides," he thought, "When would I ever get the opportunity like this to fight Sabertooth alone? No one to hold him back, no one to tell me to 'let him live'."
Wolverine smirked to himself. "Not gonna happen this time, bub!"
As if his thought brought it into being, Wolverine suddenly looked down through the nearest air vent and took a giant whiff. Sabertooth was not in his line of sight, but he could tell he was there. Wolverine began to unscrew the vent cover, but then stopped himself.
"Naaaah."
Wolverine slashed apart the air duct, shredding it to ribbons as he unleashed a primal scream. As he fell, he slammed into Sabertooth, and the pair rolled a few feet as they struggled.
Sabertooth grinned. "Good to see you again runt, or is your body still switched with Spider-Man?" Wolverine didn't respond, but instead chopped at Sabertooth's face and immediately stabbed him in the chest. Sabertooth gasped comically, but then chuckled as he healed in seconds and pushed Wolverine off him. "Guess I got my answer," said Sabertooth.
The pair began circling around the room, ever so slowly and waiting for the other to make a move. Step by step they moved around, never looking away from each other, as if they were the only living things left in the universe.
"I'm getting bored," thought Wolverine.
"Lets go, bub!" he screamed, and charged at Sabertooth again. Sabertooth spread his stance apart and took the tackle head on, but suddenly twisted around to pin Wolverine to the floor. With the his sworn enemy beneath him, Sabertooth began tearing into Wolverine's jugular veins, shredding his neck into pieces. The blood splashed out three feet into the air, right into Sabertooth's face. The fountain of flesh and bodily fluids began pooling on the floor and soaked both their costumes.
"Looks like it's my lucky day, Jimmy boy!" exulted Sabertooth, chunks of meat slipping down through his hair.
"Wrong Creed, it's mine!" screamed Wolverine. As his neck began to re-form, Wolverine began violently clawing at Sabertooth's stomach, who watched in horror as his organs began to spill out. With one hand holding in his own guts, he leaped into the air, kicking Wolverine in the face and knocking him on his back. Sabertooth then leaped back and pushed his intestines back into the slash in his stomach, which began to heal up.
"I made a deal with ol' Bucket-Head. If he gave me bones like yours I'd join his little brotherhood. Wasn't too hard for him. All he had to do was reverse what he did to you a few years back!" said Sabertooth.
He suddenly lunged forward, and grabbed Wolverine by his face, slamming him down to the floor. As he took his hand off in preparation to claw his face, Wolverine took the chance to headbutt Sabertooth and stabbed him in the stomach a second time, which had almost healed. Screaming in frustration and agony, Sabertooth pulled his attacker's claws out and hurled him into a wall. But before he made contact with the wall, Wolverine pressed his feet against it to cannonball back at Sabertooth, stabbing each of his shoulders with his claws. Sabertooth kicked Wolverine off again this time toward the ceiling, blood still oozing from his wounds, but Wolverine launched himself downwards in the same way to run his claws through Sabertooth's eyes. Blinded momentarily, Sabertooth wildly slashed out with his claws, and spectacularly missed Wolverine, who darted to the side and closed in for the kill. But his eyes finished regenerating right as Wolverine was about to strike.
"Peekaboo!" growled Sabertooth as he grabbed Wolverine and bashed him into a pillar causing the ceiling above to collapse. Not about to let the ceiling take the glory for itself, Sabertooth pulled Wolverine out of the debris and begins clawing his chest. Skin and muscle began to dissolve into red goo and his adamantium rib cage became exposed. At the last second, Wolverine unsheathed his claws and cut Sabertooth's mouth through the cheek, allowing him to get them down Sabertooths mouth and promptly stabbed him in the back of the throat.
Wolverine tore into him with a full berserker rage. Sabertooth tried blocking Wolverine with his arms only to have Wolverine grab his arms and flay the muscle from his bones. Sabertooth cried out in agony, but could not gather the strength to immediately retaliate. Wolverine continued mercilessly, pinning Sabertooth to the ground to go after the abdomen again. With precise rapid moves, he stabbed the bladder, then continued up through the stomach and lungs. As Sabertooth sputtered up blood, Wolverine slowly raised his claws up into the air.
"Hey Creed, I bet Bucket-Head didn't give you adamantium joints like I got!" screamed out Wolverine and dropped his claws down at Sabertooth's neck to behead him. Inches away from slicing off his head, Wolverine saw a mental Image of Professor X.
"Logan, stop this now! It's over, you've won!" commanded the image of the Professor, but Logan showed no signs of stopping.
"You've given me no choice, Logan," said Professor X gravely. He used his psychic powers to knock Wolverine and Sabertooth out, flinging them apart from each other. The two enemies laid there on the ground, unconscious, as a mysterious figure from the shadows approached them.
