Hello everybody and welcome to the latest chapter of Lost Girl. Again, I want to thank all of you for your continued support and reviews. You guys are great. As usual Avengers is owned by Marvel and Legend of Korra is owned by Nickelodeon. So let's just cut the crap and get to the good stuff. Enjoy.

Chapter 8: The Hunt.

Wendigo…

Real Name: Paul Cartier.

In the summer of 1973, young Paul and his college roommate Francois Lartigue went on a camping trip in the woods of Northern Canada. However the trip was met with disaster when the two friends became hopelessly lost in the wilderness. After six weeks, the two friends had long since run out of food and game was scarce. It looked like they would die there. In a desperate attempt to prolong his own survival young Paul, mad from hunger, murdered his best friend and devoured his flesh for sustenance.

However, what Paul did not know was that the forest he and Francois had gotten lost in was sacred. It was home to the Inua, ancient spirits of nature, and because Paul had committed such a vile act in their territory the Inua placed upon him a terrible curse. They transformed Paul into a terrifying monster known as the Wendigo.

For the next two decades the Wendigo roamed the forests of Northern Canada; devouring the flesh of any who crossed his path. He was finally captured by S.H.I.E.L.D. in 2008 and imprisoned in the Raft. He escaped during the massive super villain breakout in 2011, and vanished without a trace.

That is… until today.

XXX

"I feel ridiculous." Korra muttered to herself angrily.

After her training session with T'Challa went south, Korra felt really low. He didn't say anything, but she could tell she had offended her teacher. Tony seemed to sense her guilt and decided to 'cheer her up' by giving her the new uniform he had been making for her. Immediately her spirit was lifted… until she actually saw the uniform. It was a solid black leotard with a gold Water Tribe emblem etched on the chest. It came complete with black knee-high high heeled boots, elbow length black gloves, and a black mask that seemed pointless since it only covered around her eyes, but Tony insisted that it pulled the whole outfit together.

As much as she wanted to protest the outfit, she just smiled and thanked him for his generosity. After all, this was the man who was going to get her back home, so the least she could do was wear the uniform he worked so hard to make for her. However she quickly regretted her decision. The whole thing felt so… tight. It was really uncomfortable and it made her feel naked; and not in a fun way. Now all she could do was mutter to herself in utter humiliation as she walked through the woods with her two companions.

Before heading off to Canada, Cap had Carol make a brief stop in upstate New York to pick up one of the reserve Avengers to act in Vision's absence. According to Cap, this… Wolverine had experience with tracking and heavy combat. From the sound of it both would be needed for this mission.

After both Quinjets landed at the base of one the Rocky Mountains, Cap had everyone divided into four groups to cover more ground. Korra got paired up with Hulk and Wolverine and they trudged off into the woods. Wolverine, clad in black and yellow, took point. He had stopped for a moment and bent down to scoop up a handful of dirt. He sniffed it like an animal and then dropped it back on the ground.

"We're gettin' close." He said gruffly. "He was here about an hour ago."

"Which way did he go?" Asked Korra, taking a break from complaining about her uniform.

"Not sure." He answered. "His scent's all over this place. He musta been livin' here since the breakout."

"I see." Said Korra, she had some experience when it came to hunting. When she was younger, her father had taken her out several times to hunt for tiger seals. It wasn't customary for girls to accompany their fathers on hunting trips, but Korra could be very persuasive. However, now she was hunting something far more dangerous than tiger seals.

"So… this guy we're after… this Wendigo… he's really a cannibal?" Asked Korra.

"He's a lot worse than that Nature Girl." Answered Wolverine, despite the gruffness of his voice the nickname didn't sound insulting. "He's bigger than Jolly Green over here; probably stronger too. Plus he's got razor sharp claws and a tail that can shatter a boulder."

Hulk just snorted and muttered something that sounded like 'big deal', but Korra was getting interested. "So… you've fought this guy before?"

"Yep." He replied. "Had a run-in with him years back near the border. Son of a bitch came at me outta nowhere. Tried to take my head off; big mistake." He raised his fist and three metal claws came out of his knuckles. "But he didn't make it again. Just stick with me kiddo and you'll be fine."

"Wow." Said Korra. She wasn't sure why, but she was really starting to like this guy. He reminded her of her father, the gruff but caring way he spoke and the way he would just completely throw himself into a hunt. He was tough and rugged and probably handsome under that mask. Plus he had a really nice… wait? 'What's wrong with me? I have Mako!'

"Oh for the love of God!" Said Hulk sounding irritated; bringing Korra out of her thoughts. "Don't be too impressed by this Jackass. I fought Wendigo back in the day and he's not so tough. Oh, and for the record, no one's stronger than me."

"Tough talk, considering I almost kicked your sorry green ass last time we met. Woulda won if you hadn't hit me with a goddamned truck!"

"You wanna go toe to toe with Badger?" Asked Hulk as he got up in his face.

Their shouting match as interrupted by a loud animalistic roar that echoed through the forest. Wolverine turned away from Hulk and began to walk in the direction of the roar. He paused for a moment and looked back at Korra.

"Get ready for a scrap."

XXX

The air was cool. The Moon was full. The stars were shining up above. It was a perfect night for a hunt. He had already found his quarry camping out in a cave just north of here. It had been asleep when he found it; completely helpless. But where's the fun in that? So he gave his prey a little roar to wake it up. It had been surprised of course to see him there, but it quickly got over its shock and tried to defend itself; big mistake. With a swipe of his claws the pathetic creature was clutching its gut as it bled profusely. It learned to fear him and turned tail into the forest.

Now he was slowly stalking his prey through the woods. There was no reason to hurry. It was wounded, and it was leaving a trail of blood. It was only a matter of time until… wait.

He smelled something in the wind; something familiar. He stopped in his tracks as he continued to smell the wind. Could it be? Yes…

A smile crept over his face, exposing his fangs.

"Wolverine…"

XXX

Korra, Hulk, and Wolverine had been walking in the direction of the roar for several minutes, yet still they had seen no sign of Wendigo. For that matter they hadn't seen anything else either. Korra hadn't really noticed it until now, but she hadn't seen a since animal since she arrived, nor had she heard a single bird. The entire forest seemed deserted. It was all so… creepy. Something was wrong.

Wolverine was still leading the way and based on the intense look on his face he sensed something was off too. He probably didn't want to be bothered while he was tracking. She looked over at Hulk. Hulk looked about the same. So she decided to talk to him instead. Besides she had been wondering something since the training room and now seemed like as good a time as any to ask.

"Hey Hulk." Said Korra quietly, as not to disturb Wolverine.

"What?" He responded equally as quiet.

"T'Challa was really upset when I mentioned his dad back at the Mansion. I mean, he didn't say anything but… what happened to his dad?"

Hulk sighed. "It's complicated." He said simply. "I don't know the whole story myself. I wasn't on the team when T'Challa joined up, but I'll tell you what I know."

"Wait, Vision said you were a founding member. How could you not be on the team when T'Challa joined?"

"Like I said, it's complicated." Korra could tell he didn't want to talk about that so she didn't press it any further. Hulk continued. "How much do you know about Wakanda?"

"I know that's where T'Challa's from." She answered simply. "That's about it."

"Yeah, well let me tell you a little something about Wakanda. It's got a military that puts ours to shame, natural resources that are almost completely unspoiled, and tech that would give Stark an erection."

"Wow."

"Yeah, and they're freakin' proud of it. So proud that up until about a year ago they lived in total isolation; no contact with the outside world."

"That's really interesting but what does that have to T'Challa's father?"

"It was Wakandan pride that killed him; pride in the old ways." Hulk let out a sigh. "You see, the Wakandan culture is rooted deep into tradition. They worship their Panther Goddess Bast, and in return she gives the kings of Wakanda the strength to protect the people. Ya know, if you believe that kinda crap."

"So T'Challa is the king?"

"Yeah… and so was his father."

"I'm still a little confused. I get that T'Challa's father was the king, but that doesn't tell me how he died."

"Well, like I said I wasn't around when it happened, but as I understand it some guy called M'Baku challenged his old man for the right to rule. So in accordance they engaged in hand to hand combat; except M'Baku cheated."

"Cheated how?"

"Not exactly sure, all I know is M'Baku took advantage of the king's pride. He knew the king would rather die than break tradition and ask for help, even in an unfair fight."

Korra took a moment to let it all sink in. The new information only made her feel worse about what she said to T'Challa. Her guilt was cut short however when she saw that Wolverine had stopped. He was signaling them to keep quiet. He then pointed downward toward a trail of blood that led into a clearing just ahead.

Korra gulped. 'This is it.'

XXX

'Not much longer.' He thought to himself as he waited in the bushes. Everything was set. The blood would lead them to the clearing. The body would serve as bait. Then once they were close enough… his face split into a toothy grin as he though about the possibilities.

Their collective scent was getting stronger.

Any minute now.

XXX

'Okay… this is no big deal. I've fought Amon, Thanos, Fin Fang Foom, and even that loser with the big key, so fighting a giant cannibal with razor sharp claws should be easy… right?'

On the surface Korra was ready for a fight, but her mind was working on overdrive. Her thoughts were racing with all the possible ways this could go down. She wasn't sure why but the idea of fighting a giant cannibal that could go toe to toe with Hulk had her on edge.

They had just reached the edge of a large clearing. There was a large shape on the other side, obscured by the shadows. The blood trail ended right next to it. It had to be Wendigo. 'He must be sleeping. This is perfect. All we have to do is call the others and Cap or Tony will think up a plan. We might not even need to fight this guy.'

"Hulk…" She whispered to her green companion. "I left my card back at the mansion. Call Cap and tell him where we are."

He just nodded and pulled out his card, but while he was calling for backup Wolverine began to walk forward into the clearing, toward the motionless shape.

"What are you doing?" Whispered Korra. "We need to wait for the others."

"Something's not right." He whispered. "He should have smelled us by now." With that he continued toward the shadowy figure lying on the ground.

Korra knew in her gut that following someone you've only known for a few hours up to the sleeping body of a giant, monstrous cannibal was a bad idea, but she also knew that if Wendigo suddenly woke up Wolverine would need help. So she followed him into the clearing.

When they were close enough Korra finally got a good look at the infamous man-eater. He was huge, roughly the size of Hulk and just as muscular. His body was covered with long, matted, white fur that appeared to be stained with blood. He had long claws, fangs, and a tail that looked about half the length of his body. Thankfully he seemed to be sound asleep; he was lying on his back perfectly still. In fact it almost looked like he wasn't breathing. That's when she noticed the large gashes in his stomach.

"Is he… is he dead?" Asked Korra, but Wolverine didn't answer. He just bent down over the motionless monster and plucked something off his chest. He held it up to his nose and sniffed it; to Korra it looked like some kind of dart. Wolverine narrowed his eyes.

"We need to get the hell out of…" He was cut off when a large man jumped out of the bushes and tackled him to the ground.

The stranger was tall, taller than Wolverine, with long blond hair. He was wearing a long brown coat, a white shirt, dark brown pants, and heavy brown boots. He had Wolverine pinned on the ground and began slashing at his chest with his claws like a savage animal. Wolverine fought back by impaling the stranger's chest with his own claws. He then kicked the stranger off and got back to his feet.

A moment later however the stranger got back up and began to attack again, like nothing had happened.

'Who is this guy?' thought Korra as the two continued their battle. 'Wolverine needs help.' She ran over to where they had where they had left Hulk but he was nowhere to be found. "Hulk! Hulk! Come on! We need you!" She called out, but there was no response.

'Looks like it's up to me.' Thought Korra, but before she could do anything she felt something sting her neck. Almost instantly her vision began to blur. Her legs began to give. She collapsed on the ground and everything faded to black.

XXX

The two stared at each other from opposite ends of the clearing. Both had taken heavy damage but thankfully both had impressive healing factors so neither was permanently injured. They were just catching their breath. The stranger smiled and spoke.

"I can't tell you how much I've been lookin' forward to this rematch Runt."

"Who are you?" Asked Wolverine, sounding genuinely confused. "How did you sneak up on me? Why don't you have a scent?"

The stranger chuckled. "So many questions, but don't worry. You and me are gonna have a long chat real soon Howlett."

"What did you…" His question was cut short when several darts struck him in the neck. A moment later he was on the ground.

The stranger smiled as he looked at his fallen enemy. He reached his finger up to his ear to activate his earpiece.

"This is Creed reporting in. Do you read me?" A calm voice answered him.

"This is Professor Thorton. I read you Victor. What is the status of your mission?"

"The target has been neutralized and we're awaiting pickup."

"Excellent. Where are Wade and Nord. They have not reported in."

"Don't worry Professor. Nord's got his hands full tying up a loose end and we took away Wade's earpiece cuz he wouldn't shut up with the pony trivia."

"I see. Were there any complications?"

"Not really." He said with a smirk as he looked over at the unconscious girl on the other side of the clearing. "But you might wanna sent a couple more trucks. I got ya some presents."

End Notes: What's this? Korra captured by the insidious Weapon X? How will she and her companions escape? Tune in next time for another exciting chapter of Lost Girl.

P.S. Keep the reviews coming. I enjoy reading them.