~Begin Chapter 2~ "What!?!" cried out the German born, Kurt Wagner, also known as Nightcrawler. "Yeah, that's what I said." "How could that have slipped by us? We have everything monitored here." "I was just about to ask you the same. It's good that we're on the same page." "We need to talk to Charles." In northern parts of the world, Ottawa specifically, Sabertooth had begun to form an army. An army consisting of thugs, gangsters, mobsters, and any other low life form you could think of. He was forming his army with precision. He had specialists in every form of killing, minus Wolverine. He goes by the reputation of being the best there is at what he does. And you can figure out what that is. Creed knows this. He expects Wolverine to come. He expects Wolverine to lash out in vain and anger. That gives Sabertooth his edge. Wolverine has his berserker attitude that can't be controlled, and Creed knows that. He takes advantage of it every time. Logan was on a direct flight to Ottawa, along with Nightcrawler, Iceman, and Jessica Drew. It was a direct flight on the X-Men's personal jet. The crew was within an hour of their destination, when the aircraft was attacked. Sabertooth was expecting Logan's arrival. After a few minutes of intense flying from Kurt and Wolverine, our team of heroes departed on their venture to the remains of Department H. Little did they know, Creed had also anticipated this move, planning for Wolverine to find some clues. On the way there, they met up with Shaman, Sasquatch, and Puck, three of Alpha Flight's premier members. "A lot has happened since we first talked Logan," explained Shaman, "Sabertooth has formed an army of an incredible size. We can't even begin to imagine how he's done this so quickly right under our noses." "Well, I can't even begin to imagine how you let this happen in the first place!" yelled Logan. "Logan, calm your nerves. We'll get through this," said Jessica, trying to reason with him. But reasoning with Wolverine? That's facing the impossible! "HOW CAN I CALM DOWN? I HAVE MY ARCHENEMY HOLDING TWO OF MY BEST FRIENDS SOMEWHERE, AND I HAVE NO CLUE IF THEY'RE ALIVE!" "What is our first move, guys?" asked Puck. The mystic better known as Shaman answered that, "We must eliminate Sabertooth's forces. I can take care of the eastern side, while Wolverine and Jessica take care of the west. Nightcrawler, Iceman, you take care of the north, and Sasquatch and Puck will handle the south." "And just how do you expect that to work?" questioned Iceman. "You just take care of you part of the job, and I'll do my part." Shaman responded. ~End Chapter 2~