AN: Characters and movies don't belong to me.
Takes place after the first movie
And Gambit never met x-men
'Wolverine' - thoughts
"Wolverine" - speech
Wolverine - movie
'Wolverine' - screen
A plane flew through the cloudy sky at night. Inside the plane Logan sits, hands clasped together, eyes closed. The sound of sword sharpening could be heard in the background. There were 8 people present. Three of them were Victor, James, and Major, the other five males were unknown. A male opposite to Victor started talking "I love this weapon more than any other thing in the whole wide world. You wanna know why?" "No." Victor didn't even try to appear interested. The man bends closer to Victor. "It's memorable. Sure it's a little bulky and tough to get on the plane. Wave a couple of swords at your ex-girlfriend wedding and they will never, ever, forget it." Victor seemed to be amused, a little smirk firmly in place on his mouth. He hadn't lost it when he started responding. "It's funny Wade. I think you confuse me with someone who gives a shit."
The answer caused a few chuckles to rang among the students and teachers alike.
Wade returned to his previous position. "Right. It's probably not as intimidating as having a gun-" turning to an Asian man cleaning a gun. "-or bone claws or fingernails of a bag lady." The last was directed to Victor and he knew it. The claws on his hands grew longer Wade quickly noticed, he wasn't afraid but with a hand on his sword he was ready. On Victor's face again grew a smile. "Manicure?" "Victor, easy." It was the first time Logan spoke.
"Wolverine, calming someone down. I never thought I would see the day." "You're not the only one, Scott." Ororo responded in good humor.
Wade was quick to start a new conversation, never taking his eyes from Victor. "Fred got a new tattoo. I'm concerned." Logan turned to the big, blonde man sitting next to him with his eyebrows raised. "Oh Jesus, Fred you met her just last night." On an arm, you could see a woman wearing not a lot of clothing. Fred didn't seem to see a problem. "I love her." "You love her after one night?" Logan was rationally disbelieving. "She's a gymnast." Was the simple answer, amusing blond man closest to the cockpit. "Bradley, take her down." The man put two fingers on his forehead, focused and took control of the machine making it turn sharply. Logan made a groan, he didn't appear fond of flying "Oh God." "You're gonna puke?" Fred asked in pure curiosity. "If men were meant to fly we'd grow wings." "Oh don't worry more people die driving than flying." The Asian was reassuring. "How about from impaling?" James quickly snaped.
"That's strange. Logan never appeared sick while we flew in our jet." pondered Jean. "Jean, keep in mind that our Logan only remembers the last 15 years in which flying became quite a common thing. While this Logan grew up and spend most of his years never even considering a possibility of not keeping his feet firmly on the ground." "Does it mean professor that if he remembers he would start getting sick in a plane?" Charles couldn't help but chuckle at the question. "I don't know Kitty."
"Hey, be nice. Or be your approximation of nice." The black man in cowboy hat spoke. Logan put his head back against his clasped hands. "Would you like a bucket?" The black man appeared amused. Logan quickly protested with his hands. "Gentlemen, wheels down in Lagos in 5." Stryker informed.
On the view of the city, lights were seen words. 'Lagos, Nigeria.'
The team was seen walking on a road between houses. Logan in the lead. They stopped before a tall building, with an easily seen high security, which stood out amongst the rest of the small buildings barely resembling houses. Inside there was a room with two rows of desks. People were sitting at the desks and working on the diamonds, guards up against the wall and the boss sitting in the center by the windows. "Why are we here?" questioned Logan. "All in good time." responded Stryker "Zero." The Asian man moved calmly towards the building. They quickly noticed him. "Intruder!" Zero took out two handguns and started shooting with inhuman precision. Changing magazines in air. Flying through the air. Switching guns to the ones on his back. Never stopping his stride. Flying and turning mid-air he shoots, landing on his knees, bodies falling behind him.
"Extreme hand-eye coordination, high condition." Hank began unconsciously murmur under his breath.
"Having fun, yet?" Victor murmured to Logan before running forward. A tank is being prepared but the group is unafraid. "Fred?" inquired Major "The tank?" "Tank." confirmed Stryker amused "Yeah, I got that." Victor could be soon seen climbing on all fours up the wall of the building. The man in the tank seeing Fred coming towards him went down, aimed and fired. Unfourtenely at the same time Fred put a fist into the barrel of the tank, it exploded from the inside. There wasn't even a mark left on Fred. Sitting on the roof of the building, Victor chuckled seeing the explosion.
"Unbreakable skin..."
The Team goes inside. The boss turns from the windows towards the computer and the view from the cameras showing the intruders inside the elevator. In the lift, it's a tight squeeze, there's light music playing in the background.
The scene caused a few chuckles to run across the room, the sight was, just ridiculus.
Suddenly the elevator stopped on the command from the boss. The buttons inside were unresponsive, Wade started commenting. "Great. Stuck in an elevator with five guys on a high protein diet." "Wade.." Major warned but it did nothing to stop him. "Dreams really do come true." "Just shut it." Bradley suppressing an amused smile from the conversation. "You're up next." Major ordered. "Thank you, Sir. You look really nice today." Fred also found the situation funny. "It's the green, brings out the seriousness in your eyes." Logan apparently had enough. "Oh my God. You ever shut up, pal?" "No, not when I'm awake." "Bradley, top floor, please." he put fingers on his mind and focused, the lift started moving again.
"Control of electrical devices..." Ororo looked at Hank, amusement lighting up her blue eyes.
The boss started panicking. "Cover the elevator. The elevator!" soon the doors were surrounded by machine guns. "Time to go to work." calmly Wade changed his position and the rest stood against the wall as far away as possible. When the door opened, he walked out swinging his swords faster than a human eye could see, slashing through the bullets and kill at the same time his attackers. It lasted seconds only.
"Hand-eye coordination, speed..."
He turned towards the rest, barely out of breath. "Okey, people are dead.." "If you didn't have that mouth on you, Wade. You'd be a perfect soldier." Stryker complemented. Wade only responded with a lazy salute. The Boss slowly reached for the gun under his desk, but the Cowboy suddenly teleported beside him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Buba." He said putting his hand away and aiming his gun.
"Teleportation..."
Logan stood aside, silently, looking at the cowed workers by the desks. "Take the diamonds." the Boss spoke "They're yours" The Major walked towards him and bend towards him and spoke softly. "I don't want your diamonds." He picked up a black stone "I want this." Logan angeled himself to look closer, curious. The boss appeared confused. "That? That is nothing. A souvenir." "Where did you find it? I want the source." "A small village, far inland, 3 days from here."
"What is that, Professor? Hank?" "I don't know Scott, but I have my suspicions." Xavier couldn't help but feel, if he's correct, that this is just a cruel twist of fate.
The scene changed from a bureau to a village, at night. All inhabitants kneeling in the middle of it. "Tell him this rock is more valuable to me than his life. Ask him where he found it." Wade quickly translated back and forth.
"Professor X, does that mean that Logan was a bad man?" questioned Kitty. Rogue wanted imminently jump to her friend's defense but what she saw brought this question to her mind as well. "No, I believe that he just got lost." Xavier was quick to reassure the children and what he spoke was true for him. Some things don't change no matter how much you forgot.
"He says it came from the sky." Logan starred intensely at the terrified man for a time before he spoke. "He's telling the truth." The Major was skeptical. "You don't know their language, Logan." "It's a meteor fragment." he calmly responded. "I know what it is. I'm asking where he found it." "Sir," Bradley chipped in. "the base wants to know our location." "Shut them down," he ordered forcefully. "Yes, Sir." He bent over towards the kneeling villager. "Tell him everyone here will die," That drew logan attention, Victor looked back at him calmly. "unless he tells me where he found," Wade started smirking back at James "the rock." Logan appeared more concerned as he listened to Wade translating. Wade sighed "He says that it's sacred." "Ok, fine." Stryker turned to Victor and put his hand on his arm. "Victor.." Victor smiled and killed the man.
This caused panic to surge through the hostages as they run away. When Zero started shooting, Logan started running and took him down on the ground. Seeing Wade and Victor killing he quickly stood up with a yell. "Victor!" Coming fast enough to stop him from killing another person, holding his clawed hand tightly. "Don't even think about it." for a moment a smirk appeared on Victor's mouth. "We didn't sign up for this." James murmured. "Put him down." he ordered and was obeyed, with his brother glaring hatefully at him.
The tension run thick through the group. "What are you doing?" Victor questioned, panting. "We finally have a good thing going here. Don't you screw this up." Lagan didn't share his opinion. "Enough. Enough. We've done enough." "Who do you think you are?" Victor whispered. "This is what we do. Maybe you rather be rotting in a hole somewhere, to leave you to find a way that does it? Huh?" "I'm done." This confused Victor "You're coming?" James asked. He didn't wait for an answer but turned his back on the whole team and started walking away.
"Jimmy!" Victor yelled after him and when Logan looked towards him he spoke. "We can't just let you walk away." Logan only looked at his brother and never breaking his stare he threw his dog tags on the ground.
Rogue gasped at the action clasping her hand at the dog tags hanging at her neck. Logan would never throw it away. But if he left it in that place than how did he get them back?
The whole team starred at his back as he walked away and Victor hadn't stopped his calling. "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" A lighting shot through the night illuminating the group, then the screen turned black.