I thought about turning back for a while, because I felt guilty for leaving Logan. Yet, as I walked through the forest, I knew that my place was to protect Laura- because Logan wouldn't. I stood at the back of the group, and I soon fell behind. I didn't bother to catch up. I was close enough that I could catch up no problem, so if something bad did happen, I would be able to get to them.

As soon as I'd thought that, the ground started shaking. Van after van was driving up, and I knew that it was Transigen.

"RUN!" I screamed. The kids quickly took off into a run, and I followed them. I wasn't going to speed away and let them die. The Reavers were taking the children, and they were fighting back. As I watched, I kept my eye of Laura. I knew to make sure everyone made it out alive, but I had to keep my eye on Laura because she was the one with claws.

All of the sudden a yell pierced through the forest- it was animalistic and loud.

"The Wolverine," I whispered. Everyone had stopped dead in their tracks. I watched as Logan ran through the forest, killing every Reaver in his path. I turned and looked at Laura. I smiled, and she smiled too. He had come to protect her.

A Reaver approached me, and I slammed my foot claw into him. I hit him in a place that would make sure he never had children. After that, I drove them into his head. Blood gushed everywhere, and I continued on, killing every Reaver I met.

Eventually, I found a spot in the woods where there were no Reavers. I closed my eyes, and reached out into the other world, and found Donald. I wanted to give him hell. I breathed deeply and went into his mind…

"Hello, Donald," I said. Donald stopped dead in his tracks, and looked around. His eyes met mine, and he smiled. People were running past him, and they didn't see me.

"Guess Charles gave you that?" Donald asked. I smiled back at him,

"You know it." Donald sighed,

"Why are you really here?" I chuckled, and walked towards him.

"I'm not here. I'm there," I whispered, while pointing at his head. Donald swallowed and looked around. I walked closer to him, and punched him across his face. He looked slightly shocked, he went and punched me back in the face. He hit nothing.

"What the fuck?" he yelled. I chuckled,

"Like I told you, I'm not here, I'm in there." I was pointing to his head. He scowled, then smirked,

"Found you." I felt confused. Then, I caught on. He found my body. I breathed deeply, and felt myself flood back to my body.

I saw several Reavers approaching me. I stayed exactly where I was, and waited. One of them pulled out a long metal rod with a circle thing at the end. It looked like something that was used to catch dogs. I stole a glance at my hands, my claws weren't out. That didn't matter though.

As I waited, I saw Donald Pierce come into view. He had just caught up with the rest of the group. He was still smirking. As the circle thing started lowering down my next, I made my move. I ducked down, and fell flat on my back. I looked up at the Reavers. Then, without another thought, I grabbed the metal rod with the circle things, and placed it over the Reaver's next. He placed his hands on his neck, and I pulled the circle tighter. Several other Reavers started coming towards me. I smiled at them, and pulled the circle even tighter. The Reaver fell to the ground, dead.

"Who's next?" I asked, as I stepped away from his body.

I ripped a gun out of the nearest Reaver's hands. He was so shocked he fell backwards knocking down some of the other Reavers. I burst into laughter, then shot him, then several other Reavers. I could feel blood splattering against my face. It gave me a very deranged look.

I dropped the gun like a hot potato, and turned to the other Reavers. I sighed, cracked my neck, and brought out the claws. I jumped on one, and used the claws on my hands, while I drove the claws on my feet into another Reaver. One of the Reavers grabbed my legs, and tied them together while another tied my hands together. I struggled against the restraints. I took a very deep breath, and screamed as loud as I could. The Reavers clutched their ears. I kept screaming, and broke out of my restraints. As soon as I did, I stopped screaming. The Reaver's closest to me fell to the ground, blood streaming out of their ears. I was quick to kill the rest of the Reavers while they were distracted. When I stood up, only Donald was left.

"Funny how things end, huh?" he asked, while still clutching his ears. I shook my head,

"What do you mean by that?" He smiled, and his gold tooth twinkled in the light.

"I said I didn't think you'd be the one to kill me," He breathed deeply, and took his hands off his ears. His mechanical hand clenched into a fist.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied. Then, I picked up a knife from one of the Reaver's bodies, "Catch." I called. Donald reached his mechanical hand out, and caught it with ease. I smiled, and winked at him.

Donald went first, slicing me with the knife. I growled, and kicked him in the chest, he stumbled backwards. We kicked, scratched, and punched. Eventually, Donald got the upper hand. I kicked him in the jaw, and he caught my foot. He threw it back at me, and kicked me to the ground. I fell onto my back, and Donald held me down, and pressed the knife against my neck.

"Does this mean we're breaking up?" He asked in a sarcastic voice.

"Definitely," I replied while growling. Donald smiled, and I grimaced as he pressed the knife further into my neck.

I looked up at him, tears in my eyes, and whispered,

"Good-bye." He seemed slightly startled. He nodded,

"Good-bye." I smiled at him, and before he could slice the knife through my neck, I threw him off me, into a tree. He landed with a thud on the ground. I ran over and checked his pulse, he was still alive. Then, I ran. I ran to the person that had reminded me of home for so long. I ran to Logan.

As I ran, I saw a girl move pine tree needles off the ground. It seemed like a useless power, until she used the pine needles to kill two Reavers. It was very bloody. After she killed the Reavers, three more restrained her. I didn't help her. I saw Laura and Logan fighting Reavers, and I knew I needed to help. I joined in, and thrust my claws through someone's skull. It went on like that for a moment of two. The three of us fighting. We seemed unstoppable, but Logan was running out of fuel.

Logan staggered, and spoke softly to Laura.

"Go help your friends. You'll know when." I knew what he meant. Before he started to stagger towards Doctor Rice, I went up to him and whispered,

"I want to be the one to kill him." Logan nodded, and pointed at his head. I smiled, and he staggered off. I ran around, eventually finding a place behind some bushes. I waited as Logan talked to Doctor Rice. Then, without warning, I heard Logan yell something in his head.

"Now!" he was screaming. I pounced from my hiding spot, and ripped his head off. That's when all hell broke loose.

The children were breaking away from the Reavers, and the last remaining ones were dead in a few minutes. That left Logan to deal with Donald Pierce. I watched as Logan ran towards him, claws out. Donald did the only thing any reasonable person would do- He ran. He ran towards a truck with a large metal cage type thing. I realized what it was just as it was too late. X-24.

Logan started fighting X-24, and I took a step back. Logan was not going to make it out of this fight. Claws clashed, and sparks flew.

Things passed so fast I didn't notice what had happened. X-24 seemed to be winning, then I thought he was dead. Then, Logan was dying. I stared at X-24, he had just driven Logan into a stump. It went through Logan's heart. Fury built inside of me. I didn't wait for Laura to kill X-24.

I ran towards him at the same time Laura did. Laura struggled, and so did I. Eventually, Laura cut his head off as I cut him in half. We fell down panting, but we didn't have a second to waste. Laura ran to Logan, and I stayed standing over X-24's corpse. I watched Logan's life slip away. I blocked everything out, and then heard something as clear as day,

"Don't be what they made you," Logan's last words to Laura. She cried, and whispered,

"Daddy." over and over. I tried to hold back the tears- but it didn't work.