Mutant Hunter C.1.1
The Fifth Installation
By Ihvnnm
**I am so close to finishing this section, I wonder if I should take a small break to read other people stories before I continue… Well, I hope people continue to enjoy my story, I just wish I could more input on how this story is folding out. I want to know how good my writing is so please inform me. Time for me to start writing, please sit still and enjoy.
Wolverine lands the X-Jet nearly a mile away from the installation. He steps out of the X-Jet, he looks around, smelling if anyone is coming, however because of the dry harsh air, it makes it difficult. "I only have so much time." Wolverine says under his breath.
When Wolverine exits the X-Jet: Scott is just entering the installation. Jean just discovered the attic. Kitty is in her hiding spot. Kurt discovers the electronic vent door. Wolverine starts running to the massive installation, not realizing the big mistake it is to go there. Only sound however is the sound of his boots crunching along the sand, not realizing that there is nearly five thousand Mutant Hunters training just on the other side of the building.
Each mutant ready to kill, learning the powers of each mutant and best way to dispose of them. One of the biggest mutants they are training for is Wolverine, the obsolete mutant hunter version. Wolverine reaches the outside of the building, this one is just as tall as the one Scott is at, however it is length is much shorter only a quarter of a mile square, enough to fit ten thousand Mutant Hunter training.
Wolverine starts to climb up the side of the wall. He continues till he reaches the ceiling. He swings his claws, tearing up a hole, he peers down inside the building, it is a small empty room, luckily he didn't cut up the ceiling only ten feet closer to the center or he may of interrupted a training practice.
Wolverine jumps into the building, he can hear faint sounds of weapons being blasted. In unison, numerous people start shouting at the same time. Wolverine opens the door, he is now looking at a control room type of set up, down below, over a thousand people in military fatigues are moving as one, being trained to fight a certain type of mutant.
There are two people in front of him; they are in white doctor uniforms. They are looking over the control board, silently, not speaking to each other. Wolverine strikes both of them over the head, knocking them out, he looks down, and they do not notice him at all.
Wolverine embeds his claws into the machinery, it starts to spark and sputter before it blows up, and Wolverine runs to the door, he cuts down the door, escaping before the whole room is destroyed. Lights and sirens start going off, Wolverine runs down the hallways, meeting a flight of stairs down, at the bottom, Wolverine can hear and smell numerous people starting to climb the flights. From behind he can hear the same.
Wolverine bends his arms and legs, his claws fully extended, his teeth so clenched they look like fangs. He turns around and runs back to the control room, he can hear the people running in both of the same directions, he jumps out of the destroyed glass, behind him he can hear the Mutant Hunters reaching the control room.
They start firing; nearly all of the shots strike Wolverine. He hits the ground hard, most of his shirt is in smoldering ruins, they continue to fire down at him. Most start back down towards him. There are still about one hundred of them already down there.
"It's Weapon X!" One of them cries. "The useless model!"
"USELESS!!!" Wolverine yells. He can feel his blood boiling, he starts running, the groups close up on him, he starts jumping in all directions, his claws strikes numerous people. He continues to fight, many of them kick and punch him, he starts to sway back and forth, and one of his eyes is swollen shut.
One of the people slices Wolverine's back with a knife. "Keep him alive, he will be an excellent test subject!" Someone calls out from behind in the control room.
"I am not one to be used as tests, not anymore!" Wolverine grabs one of the people, he throws that person into a group of others, he starts running to the exit, and he slices the door down without stopping. From behind him he can tell they are following.
At the moment Wolverine is cutting the door down: Scott is listening to the distress call from behind the door. Jean encounters the two sheilders and two guards with guns. Kitty gets blocked out of her hacking process. Kurt discovers the man in the large vat of liquid.
He starts to get fired at again, he continues to run even though many of the shots strikes him on the back, he bites down on his teeth, trying to let the pain overtake him. One strikes the back of his leg, he falls to the sand, he looks back, there is about one hundred of them following, only about ten have weapons.
He struggles back to his feet and he continues to run to the X-Jet. Soon they are on top of Wolverine. He starts cutting down more of the Mutant Hunters, he beats one of them with their own gun, he takes the gun and starts firing it at the Mutant Hunters, it makes them stumble and fall, but it does not stop them.
Wolverine continues to fire, letting round after round go, after so many shots he finally starts to take them down, only a few are left standing, he takes the gun and throws it at the group. One of them grabs the gun and starts to fire it at Wolverine.
Wolverine can see the X-Jet come into sight; he starts running as hard as he can. The pain in his back and legs worsen, it seems like these guns don't abide to mutant powers. The wounds are not really healing, if they are healing, it is taking a very long time.
He reaches for the small remote strapped to his waist; luckily it did not get damaged in the attack. He presses the button and the door on the side comes down, Wolverine runs into the entrance, he slams his fist down on the close button. He rushes to the cockpit, he starts the engines up.
On the outside he can hear firing on the side of the X-Jet. He starts moving, using full throttle to get out. He can feel the X-Jet wobble and jerk as he files up; the instability is from the weapons damaging the wings and engines. He finally no longer hears the sound of weapon fire on the X- Jet.
Wolverine lets out a big breath of air. He is in really bad shape, his eye is swollen even worse than shut, and his back is full of laser burns as well as one of his legs. He is covered in cuts, bruises and numerous gashes. His muscles are even shaking after that very short encounter.
"I really hope everyone is ok, I don't know what I would do to myself if I was late." Wolverine says in concern over everyone else other than himself. He pushes the X-Jet faster; he is just under the sound barrier. He looks in the distance; Cyclops's optic blasts show that he is alive.
Wolverine smiles, a small trickle of blood flows from the corner of his mouth. He flips on the radio next to him. "Scott, I am coming, sit tight." He waits for a response, hoping nothing has happened to him.
Over the radio he hears his voice. "Logan, hurry up, I can't hold these guys off much more, and they are nearly on top of me." Scott's transmission is fully of static, but Wolverine heard him.
Wolverine gives a small growl before responding. He slows the X-Jet down since Scott is closing up. "I see ya." Wolverine puts the X-Jet in autopilot, he runs over to the door, he opens it up, pulling out the ladder, he lets it drop, and it is nearly dragging along the ground. He pushes his comm. button. "Hold out your arm, I am sending the ladder to get you."
"Right, hurry!" Scott's voice is getting weaker; he can tell that he is defiantly not going to last much longer as he is. Wolverine gets back into the pilot seat, after knowing that Scott grabbed the ladder. He starts flying away, getting away from the risk Scott was in. Scott reaches the top; he shuts the door and stumbles into a chair. "You have no idea how tough it was trying to escape from there!"
Wolverine tries to keep his comments to himself, but loses control to some point. "At least you didn't run into the majority at their training camp!" He looks at Scott, looking at the battle damage of him. "I didn't have that much time to do anything. The X-Jet is severely damaged, we need to get the others quick and get out of here." Wolverine turns around to pay attention to the flying.
**Well, another chapter is done; I hope everyone is enjoying this one. I hope my only fan has a fun time at whatever your doing. Well, I am almost done, but I think I will enjoy this small break, I will get to break to finish editing my story to finally get it published, it does cost almost/roughly five hundred bucks, I hope everyone will buy a copy and maybe I will see my own category for fanfic. Well, it is still a dream, and it may come true.
The Fifth Installation
By Ihvnnm
**I am so close to finishing this section, I wonder if I should take a small break to read other people stories before I continue… Well, I hope people continue to enjoy my story, I just wish I could more input on how this story is folding out. I want to know how good my writing is so please inform me. Time for me to start writing, please sit still and enjoy.
Wolverine lands the X-Jet nearly a mile away from the installation. He steps out of the X-Jet, he looks around, smelling if anyone is coming, however because of the dry harsh air, it makes it difficult. "I only have so much time." Wolverine says under his breath.
When Wolverine exits the X-Jet: Scott is just entering the installation. Jean just discovered the attic. Kitty is in her hiding spot. Kurt discovers the electronic vent door. Wolverine starts running to the massive installation, not realizing the big mistake it is to go there. Only sound however is the sound of his boots crunching along the sand, not realizing that there is nearly five thousand Mutant Hunters training just on the other side of the building.
Each mutant ready to kill, learning the powers of each mutant and best way to dispose of them. One of the biggest mutants they are training for is Wolverine, the obsolete mutant hunter version. Wolverine reaches the outside of the building, this one is just as tall as the one Scott is at, however it is length is much shorter only a quarter of a mile square, enough to fit ten thousand Mutant Hunter training.
Wolverine starts to climb up the side of the wall. He continues till he reaches the ceiling. He swings his claws, tearing up a hole, he peers down inside the building, it is a small empty room, luckily he didn't cut up the ceiling only ten feet closer to the center or he may of interrupted a training practice.
Wolverine jumps into the building, he can hear faint sounds of weapons being blasted. In unison, numerous people start shouting at the same time. Wolverine opens the door, he is now looking at a control room type of set up, down below, over a thousand people in military fatigues are moving as one, being trained to fight a certain type of mutant.
There are two people in front of him; they are in white doctor uniforms. They are looking over the control board, silently, not speaking to each other. Wolverine strikes both of them over the head, knocking them out, he looks down, and they do not notice him at all.
Wolverine embeds his claws into the machinery, it starts to spark and sputter before it blows up, and Wolverine runs to the door, he cuts down the door, escaping before the whole room is destroyed. Lights and sirens start going off, Wolverine runs down the hallways, meeting a flight of stairs down, at the bottom, Wolverine can hear and smell numerous people starting to climb the flights. From behind he can hear the same.
Wolverine bends his arms and legs, his claws fully extended, his teeth so clenched they look like fangs. He turns around and runs back to the control room, he can hear the people running in both of the same directions, he jumps out of the destroyed glass, behind him he can hear the Mutant Hunters reaching the control room.
They start firing; nearly all of the shots strike Wolverine. He hits the ground hard, most of his shirt is in smoldering ruins, they continue to fire down at him. Most start back down towards him. There are still about one hundred of them already down there.
"It's Weapon X!" One of them cries. "The useless model!"
"USELESS!!!" Wolverine yells. He can feel his blood boiling, he starts running, the groups close up on him, he starts jumping in all directions, his claws strikes numerous people. He continues to fight, many of them kick and punch him, he starts to sway back and forth, and one of his eyes is swollen shut.
One of the people slices Wolverine's back with a knife. "Keep him alive, he will be an excellent test subject!" Someone calls out from behind in the control room.
"I am not one to be used as tests, not anymore!" Wolverine grabs one of the people, he throws that person into a group of others, he starts running to the exit, and he slices the door down without stopping. From behind him he can tell they are following.
At the moment Wolverine is cutting the door down: Scott is listening to the distress call from behind the door. Jean encounters the two sheilders and two guards with guns. Kitty gets blocked out of her hacking process. Kurt discovers the man in the large vat of liquid.
He starts to get fired at again, he continues to run even though many of the shots strikes him on the back, he bites down on his teeth, trying to let the pain overtake him. One strikes the back of his leg, he falls to the sand, he looks back, there is about one hundred of them following, only about ten have weapons.
He struggles back to his feet and he continues to run to the X-Jet. Soon they are on top of Wolverine. He starts cutting down more of the Mutant Hunters, he beats one of them with their own gun, he takes the gun and starts firing it at the Mutant Hunters, it makes them stumble and fall, but it does not stop them.
Wolverine continues to fire, letting round after round go, after so many shots he finally starts to take them down, only a few are left standing, he takes the gun and throws it at the group. One of them grabs the gun and starts to fire it at Wolverine.
Wolverine can see the X-Jet come into sight; he starts running as hard as he can. The pain in his back and legs worsen, it seems like these guns don't abide to mutant powers. The wounds are not really healing, if they are healing, it is taking a very long time.
He reaches for the small remote strapped to his waist; luckily it did not get damaged in the attack. He presses the button and the door on the side comes down, Wolverine runs into the entrance, he slams his fist down on the close button. He rushes to the cockpit, he starts the engines up.
On the outside he can hear firing on the side of the X-Jet. He starts moving, using full throttle to get out. He can feel the X-Jet wobble and jerk as he files up; the instability is from the weapons damaging the wings and engines. He finally no longer hears the sound of weapon fire on the X- Jet.
Wolverine lets out a big breath of air. He is in really bad shape, his eye is swollen even worse than shut, and his back is full of laser burns as well as one of his legs. He is covered in cuts, bruises and numerous gashes. His muscles are even shaking after that very short encounter.
"I really hope everyone is ok, I don't know what I would do to myself if I was late." Wolverine says in concern over everyone else other than himself. He pushes the X-Jet faster; he is just under the sound barrier. He looks in the distance; Cyclops's optic blasts show that he is alive.
Wolverine smiles, a small trickle of blood flows from the corner of his mouth. He flips on the radio next to him. "Scott, I am coming, sit tight." He waits for a response, hoping nothing has happened to him.
Over the radio he hears his voice. "Logan, hurry up, I can't hold these guys off much more, and they are nearly on top of me." Scott's transmission is fully of static, but Wolverine heard him.
Wolverine gives a small growl before responding. He slows the X-Jet down since Scott is closing up. "I see ya." Wolverine puts the X-Jet in autopilot, he runs over to the door, he opens it up, pulling out the ladder, he lets it drop, and it is nearly dragging along the ground. He pushes his comm. button. "Hold out your arm, I am sending the ladder to get you."
"Right, hurry!" Scott's voice is getting weaker; he can tell that he is defiantly not going to last much longer as he is. Wolverine gets back into the pilot seat, after knowing that Scott grabbed the ladder. He starts flying away, getting away from the risk Scott was in. Scott reaches the top; he shuts the door and stumbles into a chair. "You have no idea how tough it was trying to escape from there!"
Wolverine tries to keep his comments to himself, but loses control to some point. "At least you didn't run into the majority at their training camp!" He looks at Scott, looking at the battle damage of him. "I didn't have that much time to do anything. The X-Jet is severely damaged, we need to get the others quick and get out of here." Wolverine turns around to pay attention to the flying.
**Well, another chapter is done; I hope everyone is enjoying this one. I hope my only fan has a fun time at whatever your doing. Well, I am almost done, but I think I will enjoy this small break, I will get to break to finish editing my story to finally get it published, it does cost almost/roughly five hundred bucks, I hope everyone will buy a copy and maybe I will see my own category for fanfic. Well, it is still a dream, and it may come true.
