In the windy cold air the snow fell slowly like flakes coming to make ice grounds and more snow on the ground it was always like this around here but the inhabitants liked it this way. The best places to hang were Taverns or Bars. In one such bar, a party atmosfure was present. the many people were drinking playing pool and eating. The Only thing missing was a good old fashined Bar Fight. But in a place like this anything could happen. The news was blaring about how a bear attacked a man and shreded him. but the mans friend came on clamering about how it was a monster of a man.

"A bear i dont think so" he said "he was as big as a man but with the strengh of a man he had claws and he was hairy and he talked to my friend taunting him before he killed him. I was affraid so i ran. If im a coward i dont care, It was a Mutie i tell you. thats right Mutants they all should rot in hell for all i care they have no remorse for anyone they just think about them selves".

Next the news caster came on. she was a Women from New York Named Trish Tilby.

"Thank you Mr Miller, ladies and Gentelman this occured in Canada on the out skirts by Alberta he also said this mutie had blond hair and was 6"1' if anyone sees him stay away and report it to the authorities

As the news casr ended the Tv Changed to a sitcom about a family.

In the back of the place there was a arm wresaling contest was goin on one man was a huge man big and strong with ripaling muscles. the other looked weaker them the first but still doin it.

"You know im un beaten what makes you want to challenge me"?

"I like long odds"

The man smiled at the comment.

"Good lets get it on"

The game began the man was winning and nearly pinned the younger one. after a few tries to pin. the big man was overwhelmed as the younger one toppled his arm down on the table nearly braking it.

"I Win"

"You cheated"

"Yeah right whatever I'm The Best At What I Do Bub and that is win"

"Ok you want to play hairball little man ok lets do this"

He took out a pair of Brass knuckles and put them on and the little man made a smirk.

The big man made the first strike and hit him square in the face breaking his nose right on contact. He went again and tore the face right across it the little man toppled down then a scant second later he was up on his feet staring at thew man trough bloody features. the bar freaked and saw the little man leap forward and cleanly knock him around and make him unconsious. He took his money and walked to the bar.

"Can i have beer"

"Sure take it"

the bartenter gave him alot more then he asked for an he left. putting thre beer securely to his harley he wiped the blood of and it fell to stain the snow.

He Roared Down the highway unaware that some one within the trees was following him. he roared to the gas station and started filling it up with gas. As he finished he paid the owner and started up .As he left along the way an explosian sent his bike fliying and him to the pavement.

"hahahahahahahahahahahaha, That was great runt Do it again"

The man looked up at the laughing man in front of him as he got to a nealing position.

""Well well Logan long time no see what has it been 15, 20 years. With the lives we have who can tell, so runt missd me"?

Logan looked at him with question eyes

"Who the hell are you"?

"What you dont know, ha thats rich come on you telling me you dont remember all the good stuff we did"

"Yeah thats what im telling you Bub Your unknown to me"

"Well maybe this will job your memory"

He leaped at logan and dug his claws into his chest and dug deep. Then trough him into a tree trunk. You will remember pain that only i can give."

Logan then went forward an punched him in the face.

"That punch like metel"

Logan begain to slip into a berserker fury and his hands flinched. Out from the knuckles on the back of each hand came three claws that made a distinct sound

SNIKT

"So Little man theres been some changes since last me met this should prove fun"

they clashed together metel claws slicing through fleash the man grabed the hand and looked at the claws smimering in the sun.

"Would you look at this must ne Adamantium I heard of it its rare you are one lucky mutant"

Logan hit him and flipped back.

"Lucky you call this lucky"?

"Yeah Logan I wish I had the metel. OH by the way Im Victor Creed but you know me better as Sabretooth"

Creed launched at him and they tunbled down a hill toward a river and went splashing in. the fight went on spashing the water all over them and the ground. Logan had no idea why he was fighting but he didnt care this thing had hurt him and he aimed for some payback. Creed on the other hand seemed to be enjoying it he realished the fight and to do it against his old friend Logan. the river borght them to a iced over Lake on which they skided and kept on fighting.

"I dont know you from Adam Bub but I do know your a dead man"

"Oh I am so scared" Creed said with a spark of sarcassm.

They fought untill the ice began to give way then Sabretooth took Logan by the neck and slamed him into the ice breaking it then putting him underneath it, holding him there. Also making sure his hands were not free.

Logan was losing air while under water and it was freesing Creed was strong but Logan had a will stronger then anything. He struggled his mucles flinced and tensed up he gave a push as much as he could. Creeds hands lossened as Logan grabed him and with all his strengh push himself out of the waterover to the snow. But he wasnt throw, he had it with Sabretooth. He poped his claws and started ponding him in the chest over and over and over slashing and drawling blood therage arrived and the beast in Logan emurged as he kept on slashing.He tore the skin and broke nearly every bone in Creed body. as Logan stopped and throw the Rag of a body into the icey Water. He ran and ran not stopping after hed gotton well away and trhe beast subsided Logan's claws went back in. Tiredness set in he fainted in the snow, a bloody frostbitin form.