Nightcrawler woke up to see Logan, Scott, and Jean standing over him. "H-hi guys! Um, vhat just happened?"

Logan suddenly grabbed him by the cuff of his red uniform. "OK elf, where'd you just teleport the werewolf you had on your back, and what'd Mesmero have to do with it? Talk!"

A look of recognition suddenly dawned on Nightcrawler's face. "Mesmero vas controlling me somehow! He must have some kind of machine zat can make him use his hypnotic powers from long ranges. It is all so blurry in my mind!"

"Where is Silverback!?!"

"I--- do not know, Logan. That is blocked from my mind. All I know is zat Mesmero hypnotized me into teleporting your friend to his lair. Then he 'ported me back and wiped my memory of his location."

Logan released the blue demon and let him fall to the floor. "I'm gonna go get that guy if it's the last thing I do!" he muttered gruffly. He turned one last time. "You sure that you don't remember anything else, Kurt?"

Kurt began to shake his head, but gave a sudden pause. "Vait! I remember--- mountains. Snow-capped mountains vith no civilization for miles. Yes! Yes, there were mountains!"

"Tibet!!!" shouted Scott. "Mesmeros' using his old hideout in Tibet! We should have known from the start!"

Logan gave a grin. "Yeah, that makes sense! I think you actually have somethin' there, Summers!" He muttered under his breath, "There's a first time for everything!"

"Jean, go wake everyone up. I don't care if it's 4:00 in the morning, we've got a crisis on our hands, and one of our old enemies is behind it. We need every available X-Man. The rest of you, get on your uniforms. We've got a mission."

The X-Men showed up ready for their mission, with quite a few sleepy and baggy eyes accompanying them.

Wolverine, clad in his brown and black costume, eagerly awaiting the trip.

Jean, in her old Phoenix attire. She always had liked that uniform better than her Marvel Girl one.

Cyclops, with his blue suit that let his hair show, with the seatbelt-like X strap across his chest and right shoulder, his visor red and blazing over his eyes.

Storm in her classic black, caped costume.

Beast, blue and fuzzy as always.

And finally, the visiting Angel, clad in his red and white suit.

Scott briefed them. "Alright team, I know it's early, and I really don't care. Early this morning, a mutant by the name of Silverback showed up claiming to be Logan's long-lost brother. Jean and I joined them later and we all talked for a while about Logan and Silverback's past. However, we were interrupted when a mind-possessed Nightcrawler was mind-controlled by Mesmero's hypnotic powers. He managed to get a hold of Silverback and teleport him to a base that we believe is in the mountains of Tibet. Any questions?

Storm spoke up first. "Scott, do we know yet if Mesmero is working alone?"

"For all we know he could be working with the Boy Scouts."

Beast was next. "What powers does Silverback have?"

"Close to yours. He turns into a virtual werewolf, with the strength of three men and the speed of two."

Silence filled the air. "Any more questions?"

Silence. "Good. Let's go!"

The X-Men quickly boarded the Blackbird in a single file, with Scott in the pilot's seat and Logan as co-pilot.

After about thirty minutes of flying, Scott spoke up. "Logan, do you really believe that Greg's your brother?"

Logan looked out the window in reluctance, but answered. "Somebody told me once that it's okay to dream impossible dreams, but if somebody promises that they can make 'em come true, that's when you run. But this time, Silvie ran first."

"So I guess that's a no?"

"That's a 'I wish, but I don't expect.'"

"Logan, we've been fri---, um, teammates for a long time. I want the truth. Did you want the entire group to go get Silverback with you?"

"Summers, if that guy's my brother, I want anybody around to support me."

"So you're finally admitting it, huh?"

"Admitting what?"

"That you work better as an X-Man than a loner."

Logan put on a dangerous frown. "Summers, the day I admit that is the day I die."

Silence broke out throughout the cockpit, until suddenly…

"Logan, do you see that!?!"

A chain saw was to hurtling at the Blackbird at impossible speed! It's spiked tips were whirring around at deadly speed, and its round base was detached from the handle. Suddenly, Scott could see two more come straight forward.

"Logan, take evasive action!!! We're under attack!!!"

But it was too late. One disk came crashing through the glass windshield, shattering it instantly. Logan immediately acted on instinct, slicing the disk in two with a swipe of his claws. It fell harmlessly to the floor, but he could hear another coming.

Scott shouted, "Logan! Get back inside here! Now!!!" but the Wolverine was beyond hearing him. He leapt totally out of the plane, slicing the second disk in half in midair. He landed on the plane's wing, and could feel himself dangling there dangerously. He struggled and wormed himself up to the top of the plane, standing up carefully to get a good view of the third chain saw. He felt it go through his back, just as he felt his healing factor kick in immediately. "Okay," he thought. "Now I'm mad!"

With a cry of rage, he leapt onto the third disk, and felt its serrated edges go through his skin. He tumbled down with blood all over him, and the disk digging into himself. He felt no pain, and his healing factor continued to work its wonders. He pulled the saw out of his stomach with effort and threw it to the ground with force, right before he himself landed face first on ground. The disk sat dormant, and his healing factor had cleaned all but the blood on his costume. He looked at his surroundings and discovered that he was in a forest. Looking up, he could no longer see the Blackbird. Scott must not have been able to stop in time.

He was stranded.