When Logan woke up, he found himself surrounded by three walls. He figured he was in a cell but there were no bars. He studied the opening for awhile. It was then that he knew that this was way too easy. He popped one of his claws and carved a piece of wall out. The piece fell into his hadn and he threw it at the opening. Just as he thought, the cement hit an invisable electric field and turned to ash. Just then Wolverine heard someone come in.
"I'm not as stupid as you think, Creed. Where's the kid?" Wolverine said as he leaned against the wall to his right.
"What are yah talkin' 'bout, runt?" Sabertooth asked as he walked right in front of the enemy's cell.
"What the heck do you think I'm talkin' 'bout?" Wolverine growled. "Where's the girl, or as you would say, the Babe?"
"Oh, you mean the Black Fox. She's hangin' around." Sabertooth turned around, picked up a remote and pointed it at the screen on the wall. An image of Theressa came up. She had metal chains around her anckles and her chains were hucked to the ceiling. Wolverine smiled to himself because he knew Fox could get out if she really wanted to. Just last week he had trained her how to pick a lock while hanging upside down. To make it even harder she was being shot at constiantly. So this should be a piece of cake. At least Wolverine hopped so.
"Is this the best yah got Creed? She can get out of that in ten seconds flat." They saw Theressa try to use her psi knife.
Suddenly, laser guns came out of the wall, and fierd upon her. Then the chains light up as bright as they could and burned her anckles. She was already in bad shape and this only made thinks worse. Her black tank top was almost gone and her vine tattoo was barely visable. The blood on her face, neck and right arm had dried and her scar was red with anger. Logan knew she was in pain but he also knew how stubborn she was and how determined she was to get out. Finally the guns stopped and the chain stopped burning. Sabertooth turned around to Wolverine with an evil grin on his face.
"You should have trained with adimantium chains runt. Every time she tries to use her powers the guns will fire and her burns will get worse. She'll be dead within twenty minutes and you ain't going to live long nough to regret everythin you have done to provide for your "daughter" or should I say haven't done."
"How much do you know?" Wolverine growled.
"Everything."
"Who the heck told you?" Wolverine demanded to know of his long time enemy.
"You ain't suprised are you? I have full access to your Weapon X file. It has everything from Team X to Silver Fox. It even has what you have done in the past ten years. You didn't think we had actually lost track of yah?" Sabertooth leaft the room laughing and Wolverine was left to ponder his thoughts.
"I'm not as stupid as you think, Creed. Where's the kid?" Wolverine said as he leaned against the wall to his right.
"What are yah talkin' 'bout, runt?" Sabertooth asked as he walked right in front of the enemy's cell.
"What the heck do you think I'm talkin' 'bout?" Wolverine growled. "Where's the girl, or as you would say, the Babe?"
"Oh, you mean the Black Fox. She's hangin' around." Sabertooth turned around, picked up a remote and pointed it at the screen on the wall. An image of Theressa came up. She had metal chains around her anckles and her chains were hucked to the ceiling. Wolverine smiled to himself because he knew Fox could get out if she really wanted to. Just last week he had trained her how to pick a lock while hanging upside down. To make it even harder she was being shot at constiantly. So this should be a piece of cake. At least Wolverine hopped so.
"Is this the best yah got Creed? She can get out of that in ten seconds flat." They saw Theressa try to use her psi knife.
Suddenly, laser guns came out of the wall, and fierd upon her. Then the chains light up as bright as they could and burned her anckles. She was already in bad shape and this only made thinks worse. Her black tank top was almost gone and her vine tattoo was barely visable. The blood on her face, neck and right arm had dried and her scar was red with anger. Logan knew she was in pain but he also knew how stubborn she was and how determined she was to get out. Finally the guns stopped and the chain stopped burning. Sabertooth turned around to Wolverine with an evil grin on his face.
"You should have trained with adimantium chains runt. Every time she tries to use her powers the guns will fire and her burns will get worse. She'll be dead within twenty minutes and you ain't going to live long nough to regret everythin you have done to provide for your "daughter" or should I say haven't done."
"How much do you know?" Wolverine growled.
"Everything."
"Who the heck told you?" Wolverine demanded to know of his long time enemy.
"You ain't suprised are you? I have full access to your Weapon X file. It has everything from Team X to Silver Fox. It even has what you have done in the past ten years. You didn't think we had actually lost track of yah?" Sabertooth leaft the room laughing and Wolverine was left to ponder his thoughts.