Logan didn't really know where he was going. He didn't even know where he was. This didn't stop him from moving on though. He'd get no where by staying in one place so he found himself trudging through a forest through the night into morning and still he had run into nothing.
As he continued forward around late noon he heard something, it was faint, which meant it was a ways away. He then heard a louder sound. It sounded like shouting. He continued forward in that direction, his adamantium claws out for good measure.
As the shouting got louder Logan made sure to stay hidden. He didn't want to engage in any battles before knowing anything about his opponents. It wasn't long until he saw one. It was a large male. Looked to him like a typical old-style Viking... without the blonde hair. As a matter of fact, this man was darker.
Logan turned his fists slightly so his claws were tilted toward each other. He prepared to show himself when another appeared. Both were carrying long spears and had broadswords clasped to belts around their thick waists.
"Did ya see anything worth huntin'?" The newer one asked the first.
"No. Terk still says we need to go to another area."
"Ya always be saying that. If we ain't terrorizing some clan or village yer not happy." The second replied.
"If you bubs want to catch something, the smartest thing to do is to not talk." Logan said, standing up from the bush he had been hiding behind.
Both men whirled around, their spears out and aimed at him.
"Who'er you?!" The one obviously going by Terk demanded.
"Call me Wolverine." Logan replied. "Can you two bumbs tell me where I am?"
"Bumbs?" The second man questioned, looking down at the man with odd spikes protruding from his hands. He was very short!
Logan shrugged. "Just a term."
"What are you doing here?!" Terk demanded.
Logan snorted. "Wish I knew."
Terk blinked. "What does that mean?"
"You're in the Vergen Mountains." The second replied. "In a place strangers ain't welcome." He finished, his grip tightening on his spear.
"Let's eat 'em!" Terk growled.
Logan lifted an eyebrow. "Canibals?"
The second one's lip twitched. "What does that word mean? We've heard it a lot-"
"When humans eat other humans. They're called canibals." Logan replied irritatedly.
Terk and the other guy exchanged glances before looking back at Logan and shrugging. "Guess they were right." Terk said.
"Sorry bub, but your not eating me." Logan replied, moving into a fighting stance.
The second guy laughed. "Yer challengin us?"
"Seems that way." Logan replied.
Terk charged at him then, spear point out. Logan stepped away and moved his fist down in a slashing movement, cutting away the pointed end of the spear. Terk stopped and looked at his broken weapon. He growled and threw the spear down before pulling his broadsword from its scabbard and swinging it at him.
Logan did a backhand spring to get out of the way of the sword but as soon as he came to his feet a full spear came point first into his arm. He growled in pain but cut the shaft and the second Viking like man stumbled backward. Logan pulled the spearhead out of his flesh and it instantly began to heal. Terk and the other man stared wide-eyed at his arm.
"I'm not that easy to kill!" Logan growled.
"We'll see about that!" Terk growled, charging at him again. Logan caught the blade between two of his claws. He then turned to the other one who had retrieved his own sword and had just swung at him. Logan ducked out of the way and kicked him in the gut.
Despite the man's smaller stature he was strong and the burly man stumbled back from the kick. Wolverine then turned back to Terk and twisted the blade. Terk had to let go and Logan threw the sword into the air and as it came down he cut it with his adamantium claws.
Terk stared in disbelief. "I told you bub! I'm not easy to kill! You two certainly aren't going to manage it."
The second man came at him again. Logan jumped out of the way. He let out a growl and charged at the man. He was startled by this and took a step back. That was all Logan needed to get within reach and hold the end of his claws to his jugular.
"Lempter, I don't think we goin to take this guy down." Terk said in an oddly toneless voice.
Lempter laughed nervously. "Guess not..."
Terk shook his head. "Wolverine huh? Come back with us! You'd make a great Raider!"
Logan eyed the man. "Raider?"
"Yup. It's how we live. Raid villages 'n come back ta these mountains here with needed stuff." Lempter replied, still wary of Logan's claws.
Logan looked from one man to the other. Slowly he retracted the metal and stepped away from Lempter. He didn't have any intetion to raid, but he wanted to check this place out. "So do you chumps have a village of your own then or something?"
"More like a large camp." Lempter replied, turning and heading in a specific direction. Terk turned to follow.
"Come join us. Ya have great fightin skills."
"Didn't need ya to tell me that." Logan grumbled as he followed.
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The place really was like a large camp. Four or five tents would sorround a campfire. Women who; like the men; were large and muscular were working at the fires making soups, meat, or working with animal skins. There were around ten campfires too.
Terk and Lempter took him straight to the smallest campfire, but this one had the largest tent. It had two burley men in front of the doorflap and they each held a spear in one hand and had swords clasped to either side of them.
"Stay here." Lempter told Logan, heading toward it. He spoke with the two men until one finally went into the tent. Lempter urged Logan and Terk forward. Logan came and he didn't wait long until the man who seemed to be a guard returned and took up his position once again.
Next, a huge man walked out of the tent. He was about the size of Sabertooth but didn't look like him at all. His hair was dark, curly, and down to his shoulderblades. He looked down at Logan and snorted.
"This is him? Don' look so tuff ta me." He said.
Lempter bowed slightly. "Yes Pallaton, he does not look strong, but he is." Logan smirked slightly. This was interesting. "He would make a great worrior."
Pallaton looked at him. "And are you willing?"
Logan shrugged. "What choices do I have?"
"Death."
"Figures."
"Even if you want to be, you still hafta fight for it." Pallaton stated, his bushy eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Hmph, that figures too." Logan muttered. "Who'm I fightin' bub?"
Pallaton looked at Logan odly for a second. "Bub? My name is Pallaton!"
Logan let out a sigh of annoyance. "It's just a term, juggernaut, relax."
Pallaton grabbed Logan's shirt. "It's Pallaton! Not bub or juggernaut!" He growled.
Logan's eyes narrowed angrily. His fist came up slightly toward Pallaton's hand which was rudely holding onto his shirt. "Are you aware that juggernaut basically means invincibal and destructive?"
Pallaton's eyebrows once again furrowed, but this time in thought. He set Logan back down. "No." He growled, his lip twitching slightly. Logan's own lip twitched.
"Tonight, y'll fight our best worrior... other then me, at sunset." Pallaton growled before turning around and going back into his tent.
"Well, guess that means y're stayin with us till then." Terk said, slightly annoyed.
Logan snorted. "Oh goody." He said sarcastically.
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Sunset was only in a couple of hours and Logan was wearing new clothing. His uniform had been wripped from the fall. Now he wore the outfit of a Raider. Terk had given him a sword. The two men hadn't been the best of hosts but Logan didn't care. He wasn't really sure why he was here anyway.
Well were else is there to be? He asked himself as he put the sword down on a table. He didn't need it, and he wasn't going to carry around something he didn't need. "Dead weight." He muttered.
"You ready in there Wolverine?" Terk barked from outside the tent flap.
Logan walked out then. "Where's this fight takin place?" He asked Terk and Lempter as they headed out.
"A lil ways up the mountain." Lempter replied. Logan looked around. They were indeed between two mountains. One wasn't far away at all.
It took them a good hour or so to get to the place. There were a lot of the 'raiders' up there. Men, women, and children were all up there. Near the very edge was a large space nearly completely free of the people. Pallaton was a couple feet into the space talking to another man only slightly shorter then Pallaton himself.
"So that's the chump I'm suppose to fight huh?" Logan asked, eyeing him.
"Yup, Karsinah. He's our best fighter, an' it's a fight t' the death."
"Didn't see that one coming." Logan said under his breath, his voice dripping with sarcasim.
"Go down there." Terk said before walking away. Lempter left then too. Logan could care less. He made his way down to the clearing. It was a little difficult getting through the thick crowd but he made it.
Pallaton turned to see him as he made a grunt to get their attention. "This, Karsinah, is the man you are to fight, an' destroy."
Karsinah looked at Logan, then laughed. The crowd began to laugh, howl with laguhter.
Logan's lip twitched. "Let's just get started." He said impatiently, ending with his adamantium claws tearing their way out of his fist. The laughter stopped. Pallaton looked at the weapons curiously but said nothing. "This is a fight to the death, no rules."
Karsinah unsheathed his sword but in the time it took him to do so, Logan had attacked. He jumped at the man, his claws aiming for his shoulder. Karsinah moved away though but brought his sword after Logan. Logan ducked then headed in toward Kar's stomache. Kar slashed downward with his sword but Logan moved aside. He decided then that he'd break the sword, it was getting irritating.
As Karsinah tried to decapitate Logan, Logan however brought his fist up and with a loud 'clang' the sword broke against his claws. Kar stumbled back and stared dumply at the broken blade for a second. The cheering crowd had even stopped cheering.
Although Logan took some internal pleasure in this, he didn't let it show. Instead, without hesitation, he attacked Kar again. Kar wasn't ready for this and the metal of Logan's claws dug into his shoulder. With a hollar of pain Kar stumbled back again.
"Why you!" He shouted, and as Logan's hand came at him again, Kar grabbed his wrist and flung him toward the edge.
Landing on his feet and in a fighting position, Logan came right back at him. Kar seemed exasperated but went into a fighting position as well and ignored the freely bleeding wound on his shoulder. "You can't beat me!" He hollared, before charging at Logan.
The two met and Kar's fist headed for Logan's nose. Logan dodged and slashed in at Karsinah's chest. Kar leaned away from the metal before kicking at Logan. Logan did a backhand spring to get out of the way. He didn't pause as his feet hit the ground, but was immediatly flying toward Kar. He jumped up as Kar punched downard. This left Kar's chest open and Logan, with both feet, kicked him there and sent Kar flying onto his back.
Before he had a moment to get up, three long claw tips were at his throat. "I could kill you now." Logan growled.
"Then do it!" Kar growled back.
Logan looked to Pallaton. "Why bother killing your best worrior to gain a new one? Why not have both?"
Pallaton looked taken aback, as if this idea had really never occurred to him. His jaw hung slack for the breifest second before regaining his comosure. He waved his hand dissmissevly. "If y' want to spare him, do so, it is none of my concern." He turned to leave. Once he was turned around though he stopped. "However, you are welcome to stay here."
With that, Pallaton left, Logan stepped away from Karsinah, and the crowd cheered wildly for him.
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Pixie Flyer- I shall be getting to Rogue's soon enough. Lol Sorry I didn't update, I have now though! Look! Look!
Dragonchild- Oui I am, and from when you asked if I was going to update I have. Slowly but surely. Lol
Siriusly Padfoot 12- Thank you!!! .
Sorry if I didn't reply to you, too lazy. Rogue77, don't you dare complain! You know I love you ; ) lol but hey, at least I got to put it up sooner huh? wink wink nudge nudge
Crysala
As he continued forward around late noon he heard something, it was faint, which meant it was a ways away. He then heard a louder sound. It sounded like shouting. He continued forward in that direction, his adamantium claws out for good measure.
As the shouting got louder Logan made sure to stay hidden. He didn't want to engage in any battles before knowing anything about his opponents. It wasn't long until he saw one. It was a large male. Looked to him like a typical old-style Viking... without the blonde hair. As a matter of fact, this man was darker.
Logan turned his fists slightly so his claws were tilted toward each other. He prepared to show himself when another appeared. Both were carrying long spears and had broadswords clasped to belts around their thick waists.
"Did ya see anything worth huntin'?" The newer one asked the first.
"No. Terk still says we need to go to another area."
"Ya always be saying that. If we ain't terrorizing some clan or village yer not happy." The second replied.
"If you bubs want to catch something, the smartest thing to do is to not talk." Logan said, standing up from the bush he had been hiding behind.
Both men whirled around, their spears out and aimed at him.
"Who'er you?!" The one obviously going by Terk demanded.
"Call me Wolverine." Logan replied. "Can you two bumbs tell me where I am?"
"Bumbs?" The second man questioned, looking down at the man with odd spikes protruding from his hands. He was very short!
Logan shrugged. "Just a term."
"What are you doing here?!" Terk demanded.
Logan snorted. "Wish I knew."
Terk blinked. "What does that mean?"
"You're in the Vergen Mountains." The second replied. "In a place strangers ain't welcome." He finished, his grip tightening on his spear.
"Let's eat 'em!" Terk growled.
Logan lifted an eyebrow. "Canibals?"
The second one's lip twitched. "What does that word mean? We've heard it a lot-"
"When humans eat other humans. They're called canibals." Logan replied irritatedly.
Terk and the other guy exchanged glances before looking back at Logan and shrugging. "Guess they were right." Terk said.
"Sorry bub, but your not eating me." Logan replied, moving into a fighting stance.
The second guy laughed. "Yer challengin us?"
"Seems that way." Logan replied.
Terk charged at him then, spear point out. Logan stepped away and moved his fist down in a slashing movement, cutting away the pointed end of the spear. Terk stopped and looked at his broken weapon. He growled and threw the spear down before pulling his broadsword from its scabbard and swinging it at him.
Logan did a backhand spring to get out of the way of the sword but as soon as he came to his feet a full spear came point first into his arm. He growled in pain but cut the shaft and the second Viking like man stumbled backward. Logan pulled the spearhead out of his flesh and it instantly began to heal. Terk and the other man stared wide-eyed at his arm.
"I'm not that easy to kill!" Logan growled.
"We'll see about that!" Terk growled, charging at him again. Logan caught the blade between two of his claws. He then turned to the other one who had retrieved his own sword and had just swung at him. Logan ducked out of the way and kicked him in the gut.
Despite the man's smaller stature he was strong and the burly man stumbled back from the kick. Wolverine then turned back to Terk and twisted the blade. Terk had to let go and Logan threw the sword into the air and as it came down he cut it with his adamantium claws.
Terk stared in disbelief. "I told you bub! I'm not easy to kill! You two certainly aren't going to manage it."
The second man came at him again. Logan jumped out of the way. He let out a growl and charged at the man. He was startled by this and took a step back. That was all Logan needed to get within reach and hold the end of his claws to his jugular.
"Lempter, I don't think we goin to take this guy down." Terk said in an oddly toneless voice.
Lempter laughed nervously. "Guess not..."
Terk shook his head. "Wolverine huh? Come back with us! You'd make a great Raider!"
Logan eyed the man. "Raider?"
"Yup. It's how we live. Raid villages 'n come back ta these mountains here with needed stuff." Lempter replied, still wary of Logan's claws.
Logan looked from one man to the other. Slowly he retracted the metal and stepped away from Lempter. He didn't have any intetion to raid, but he wanted to check this place out. "So do you chumps have a village of your own then or something?"
"More like a large camp." Lempter replied, turning and heading in a specific direction. Terk turned to follow.
"Come join us. Ya have great fightin skills."
"Didn't need ya to tell me that." Logan grumbled as he followed.
.
The place really was like a large camp. Four or five tents would sorround a campfire. Women who; like the men; were large and muscular were working at the fires making soups, meat, or working with animal skins. There were around ten campfires too.
Terk and Lempter took him straight to the smallest campfire, but this one had the largest tent. It had two burley men in front of the doorflap and they each held a spear in one hand and had swords clasped to either side of them.
"Stay here." Lempter told Logan, heading toward it. He spoke with the two men until one finally went into the tent. Lempter urged Logan and Terk forward. Logan came and he didn't wait long until the man who seemed to be a guard returned and took up his position once again.
Next, a huge man walked out of the tent. He was about the size of Sabertooth but didn't look like him at all. His hair was dark, curly, and down to his shoulderblades. He looked down at Logan and snorted.
"This is him? Don' look so tuff ta me." He said.
Lempter bowed slightly. "Yes Pallaton, he does not look strong, but he is." Logan smirked slightly. This was interesting. "He would make a great worrior."
Pallaton looked at him. "And are you willing?"
Logan shrugged. "What choices do I have?"
"Death."
"Figures."
"Even if you want to be, you still hafta fight for it." Pallaton stated, his bushy eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Hmph, that figures too." Logan muttered. "Who'm I fightin' bub?"
Pallaton looked at Logan odly for a second. "Bub? My name is Pallaton!"
Logan let out a sigh of annoyance. "It's just a term, juggernaut, relax."
Pallaton grabbed Logan's shirt. "It's Pallaton! Not bub or juggernaut!" He growled.
Logan's eyes narrowed angrily. His fist came up slightly toward Pallaton's hand which was rudely holding onto his shirt. "Are you aware that juggernaut basically means invincibal and destructive?"
Pallaton's eyebrows once again furrowed, but this time in thought. He set Logan back down. "No." He growled, his lip twitching slightly. Logan's own lip twitched.
"Tonight, y'll fight our best worrior... other then me, at sunset." Pallaton growled before turning around and going back into his tent.
"Well, guess that means y're stayin with us till then." Terk said, slightly annoyed.
Logan snorted. "Oh goody." He said sarcastically.
.
Sunset was only in a couple of hours and Logan was wearing new clothing. His uniform had been wripped from the fall. Now he wore the outfit of a Raider. Terk had given him a sword. The two men hadn't been the best of hosts but Logan didn't care. He wasn't really sure why he was here anyway.
Well were else is there to be? He asked himself as he put the sword down on a table. He didn't need it, and he wasn't going to carry around something he didn't need. "Dead weight." He muttered.
"You ready in there Wolverine?" Terk barked from outside the tent flap.
Logan walked out then. "Where's this fight takin place?" He asked Terk and Lempter as they headed out.
"A lil ways up the mountain." Lempter replied. Logan looked around. They were indeed between two mountains. One wasn't far away at all.
It took them a good hour or so to get to the place. There were a lot of the 'raiders' up there. Men, women, and children were all up there. Near the very edge was a large space nearly completely free of the people. Pallaton was a couple feet into the space talking to another man only slightly shorter then Pallaton himself.
"So that's the chump I'm suppose to fight huh?" Logan asked, eyeing him.
"Yup, Karsinah. He's our best fighter, an' it's a fight t' the death."
"Didn't see that one coming." Logan said under his breath, his voice dripping with sarcasim.
"Go down there." Terk said before walking away. Lempter left then too. Logan could care less. He made his way down to the clearing. It was a little difficult getting through the thick crowd but he made it.
Pallaton turned to see him as he made a grunt to get their attention. "This, Karsinah, is the man you are to fight, an' destroy."
Karsinah looked at Logan, then laughed. The crowd began to laugh, howl with laguhter.
Logan's lip twitched. "Let's just get started." He said impatiently, ending with his adamantium claws tearing their way out of his fist. The laughter stopped. Pallaton looked at the weapons curiously but said nothing. "This is a fight to the death, no rules."
Karsinah unsheathed his sword but in the time it took him to do so, Logan had attacked. He jumped at the man, his claws aiming for his shoulder. Karsinah moved away though but brought his sword after Logan. Logan ducked then headed in toward Kar's stomache. Kar slashed downward with his sword but Logan moved aside. He decided then that he'd break the sword, it was getting irritating.
As Karsinah tried to decapitate Logan, Logan however brought his fist up and with a loud 'clang' the sword broke against his claws. Kar stumbled back and stared dumply at the broken blade for a second. The cheering crowd had even stopped cheering.
Although Logan took some internal pleasure in this, he didn't let it show. Instead, without hesitation, he attacked Kar again. Kar wasn't ready for this and the metal of Logan's claws dug into his shoulder. With a hollar of pain Kar stumbled back again.
"Why you!" He shouted, and as Logan's hand came at him again, Kar grabbed his wrist and flung him toward the edge.
Landing on his feet and in a fighting position, Logan came right back at him. Kar seemed exasperated but went into a fighting position as well and ignored the freely bleeding wound on his shoulder. "You can't beat me!" He hollared, before charging at Logan.
The two met and Kar's fist headed for Logan's nose. Logan dodged and slashed in at Karsinah's chest. Kar leaned away from the metal before kicking at Logan. Logan did a backhand spring to get out of the way. He didn't pause as his feet hit the ground, but was immediatly flying toward Kar. He jumped up as Kar punched downard. This left Kar's chest open and Logan, with both feet, kicked him there and sent Kar flying onto his back.
Before he had a moment to get up, three long claw tips were at his throat. "I could kill you now." Logan growled.
"Then do it!" Kar growled back.
Logan looked to Pallaton. "Why bother killing your best worrior to gain a new one? Why not have both?"
Pallaton looked taken aback, as if this idea had really never occurred to him. His jaw hung slack for the breifest second before regaining his comosure. He waved his hand dissmissevly. "If y' want to spare him, do so, it is none of my concern." He turned to leave. Once he was turned around though he stopped. "However, you are welcome to stay here."
With that, Pallaton left, Logan stepped away from Karsinah, and the crowd cheered wildly for him.
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Pixie Flyer- I shall be getting to Rogue's soon enough. Lol Sorry I didn't update, I have now though! Look! Look!
Dragonchild- Oui I am, and from when you asked if I was going to update I have. Slowly but surely. Lol
Siriusly Padfoot 12- Thank you!!! .
Sorry if I didn't reply to you, too lazy. Rogue77, don't you dare complain! You know I love you ; ) lol but hey, at least I got to put it up sooner huh? wink wink nudge nudge
Crysala