"Look out!"

Wolverine looked up sharply at the noise. A second ago he had been by himself in the frozen Canadian wilderness. Now there was a mostly naked teenager falling from the sky.

He landed directly on top of Wolverine before he could move out of the way. Wolverine growled and shoved the kid into the snow. While he was still dazed, Wolverine tackled him, pushing the boy even deeper into the snow. He unsheathed his claws and held them under the boy's throat.

He seemed...Undisturbed, to say the least.

"Woah, I said look out dude," he said in that annoying teenage snark. "It's not my fault your reflexes are slow."

"You maybe wanna rethink the attitude, bub?" Wolverine snarled. The kid still looked unimpressed. He poked the end of one of his claws curiously before looking up at Wolverine.

"Who are you? And where am I?" He asked.

""You mean you don't know where you are?"

"Nah, I accidentally got caught up in a natural portal. Those things will throw you anywhere. And to was right after my shower, too."

That would explain why the teenager was only in his underwear. But wait...If he had just gotten out of the shower shouldn't he be freezing? He was buried in the snow and he wasn't so much as shivering.

Ans if he just took a shower he should be clean, right? So what the fuck was that smell? He smelled like a dying animal. Not enough for normal people with normal noses to detect, but Wolverine was the best there is. That kind of stench wasn't getting past him.

"Are you a mutant?" He asked.

"No, I'm a Danny," the kid replied. "What's a mutant? Is that what you are? Does being a mutant mean you get cool powers like this?" He poked the claws again.

"Yeah," Wolverine said. The kid was harmless. Curious, and that might get him hurt, but harmless. He sheathed his claws so the kid didn't poke his eye out with them.

"What are the requirements?" He asked.

"An X-gene."

"Oh," Danny said, looking a little disappointed. "Guess I can't join the club then."

"You got powers, kid?" Wolverine asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, but I wasn't born with them. I had an accident and died but not really so now I have ghost powers."

Wolverine just stared at him. That was a lot of information that was just crazy enough for someone like him to believe. He briefly wondered if Danny had been sent here as a spy or something cooked up in the same place that made Logan. Now that seemed preposterous. This kid didn't even know what mutants were.

Wolverine sighed before standing up and brushing the snow off of him. Talking with this kid was a waste of time, and he really had other, worse things to be doing. Like following the lead on that lab he got.

"I don't have time for this. Go home, kid," Wolverine said before stepping over him and in the general direction he had been traveling.

He got a few meters away before Danny came floating up next to him, lying down in the air eye level with him.

"Uh, I don't know where we are. And you're very obviously on a mission and I can help."

"How are you gonna do that, kid?" Wolverine asked. He was to tired for this shit.

In mid air, a blinding light flashed right next to Logan, and instead of the dark haired kid he was used to seeing, he had white hair and green eyes now. He was wearing a skin tight black and white outfit with a dumb logo on his chest like some sort of goddamn superhero.

"Call me Phantom, Mr. Grumpy Man," he said with a grin.

"Name's Wolverine, asshole."

"That's cool. So where are we going?"

"My whole body hurts," Phantom said as he sat down in the snow next to Wolverine. The on fire building behind them provided a comfortable warmth as they rested. Wolverine took down his mask and lit a cigar using some burning debris a couple feet away from him.

"So...You're dead?" Wolverine asked, trying to make small talk.

"Only half dead," Phantom answered. "Powers are cool. Natural portals...Aren't. The dying part in and of itself sucked too. I'm not gonna say it was worth it but it's definitely not a curse or anything."

"Hm," Wolverine said in response. Because he was bad at these kinds of things. "Logan. That's my name."

Danny looked at him with those big green eyes of his. They were innocent, naïve even, but the intensity of his gaze still sent a shiver down Logan's back.

"Thanks foe telling me. Listen, if you're ever in Amity Park, Illinois you should come say hi."

"And if you ever need anything, just stop by Xavier's school in Westchester," Logan told him.

"Well, I could use something, if it's not to far out of your way," Danny said as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Yeah? What's that?"

"A ride? Natural portals are a one-way only."

Logan sighed and shook his head, but he was biting back a small smile.

"Sure kid. Let's go."