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"C'mon bub! I thought you were here to bag the big prize!" Logan yelled as he darted in for another attack, attempting to regain the monster's focus and away from Greer.

But the creature just kept stalking towards Greer, seemingly not even attempting to defend himself from Logan's impending impalement. "GRAAAWW-" **huck** In fluid yet violent motion, the creature spun in a sharp pivot and grabbed Logan in a tight clinch. With perfect and punishing accuracy, he impaled Logan with his right knee, forcing Logan's head to rocket forward, finishing the strike with an elbow to the back of Logan's now exposed neck with his left elbow shard. Logan slumped to the ground without a sound, eyes closed and seemingly not breathing.

"Logan!" He's not dead. He's the freakin Wolverine. He's not dead. Greer repeated to herself as she silently pleaded for Logan to get up. Greer dropped to all fours and began charging at the monster, intending to pounce on his back and get the focus back on her before he could do more damage. Seeing a quick move to a pack on his lower back, Greer saw him toss something in her direction, followed by a pull at her feet, and then agonizing pain.

Greer crashed head first into the ground. Shaking off what she assumed was yet another concussion, she looked down and saw her hand and feet bound together. She tried finessing her way through the binds, but another electric shock made it clear that was not an option. While she knew she should be able to simply power through the cords, it seemed that the more she struggled, the more pressure was applied.

"GREER!" Kurt yelled and quickly appeared at Greer's side.

"Kurt! Get Wolverine out of here!" Greer yelled but immediately realized that was the wrong thing to say, as the monster quickly focused his glowing eyes on Kurt. Greer would later find out that it takes Kurt exactly 1.6 seconds to teleport. In exactly 1.4 seconds, their attacker made a quick dash to Logan's left side, his hands extended because .2 seconds later, they found a place inside Kurt's shoulders. Greer watched horrified as Kurt was lifted over the monsters head and suplexed into the ground. **SNAP** Greer almost gagged on hearing something in Kurt break. She just hoped it was a rib. Rolling back into a standing position, he turned his gaze to the still bound Greer.

As he approached she more clearly heard someone giving orders, "Terminate X-13 with prejudice."

Realizing what was coming, Greer redoubled her efforts to escape, hisses, curses and growls pouring from her throat, as the monster calmly moved to stand above her head. Looking into those eyes, Greer saw no pity or intelligence, more machine than creature. Lifting up his foot, Greer realized that this was the end and braced herself for the impact.

"STRYKER ENOUGH!" Greer slowly opened her eyes and saw a still shaky Logan with his hand outstretched. He had been the one to call out. The knee of the creature poised at his chest, ready to crush Greer's skull with his clawed foot, slowly turned his head towards Logan.

"Stryker, I know that's you barking orders. You leave here with me right now, no struggle, no bullshit. But you leave these two and the rest of the house alone. You have no fight with them. Leave them out of it."

"Logan what are you doing!?"Greer yelled, not believing what she was hearing.

"Listen kid, I wasn't certain at first, but the way he moved and fought made me suspicious. But there's only one man that can manipulate adamantium like that and I would recognize that voice anywhere. It's Weapon X, Admiral Stryker. This is my fight. We got a deal Stryker or you want to have to have this piece of jungle trash drag me back to base?"

After what seemed like an eternity, Greer heard the crackle, "Disengage. Take Weapon X"

***SHUNK** Withdrawing his claws, Greer couldn't believe her eyes as Logan slowly dropped to his knees, hands on his thighs, head bowed. The monster slowly lowered his knee and placed his foot right by Greer's face, never breaking eye contact with the now seemingly subdued Logan. Walking behind Logan, Greer saw him reach for Logan's hands and cuff them in some high-tech mitts behind his back.

"Logan stop! Fight back!" Greer, almost pleading at this point, as the attacker approached the subdued Logan.

"Kid, shut the hell up. Tell the rest of the x-men not to come after me. Tell the professor he was right…and that I'm sorry." With that, something was injected into Logan's neck, followed by Logan dropping to the ground, out cold. Reaching down, the monster effortlessly slung Logan over his back.

Seeing Logan being taken away like a bagged game, Greer was overcome with rage, letting out her own roar of frustration, causing her to be electrified by the cords binding her. As she tried to keep her eyes open through the pain, she retained consciousness just long enough to see the creature turn back once to lock eyes with her, his eyes once again their golden hue, before she fell into blackness.

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