Ok. This chapter Logan's still under the drugs and having another flashback/hallucination. Sorry about the violence.

It was a few years later. The kid fit in pretty good, but he was almost soulless when it came to enforcing the final blow. He had no imagination. Stryker sent me to try and spur his creative talents.

"Hey kid," he said stepping into the training room. Gavin was about 16 and pretty tall. He pretty much envied his teacher and mentor.

"Hey Wolverine!"

"Come 'ere kid," he said motioning over to the bench. He sat down eagerly at the chance to just have a talk with Wolverine instead of the everyday fighting and training.

"Sooo, whazup?"

"Well, General Stryker-"

"Oh,"

"Oh? Oh what?"

"It's just that, its always "General Stryker says this" and "General Stryker says that"

"Hey, he's the boss. Not me."

"Yea, but, I just wish that you would teach me, not General Stryker."

"What, I am teaching you."

"At Stryker's pace."

"Believe me kid. You don't want to be like me."

"Yes I do. I'm 16. I've learned how to kill, defend myself, street fight, box, and every other fighting style in the books. All I need now is a reason to use them."

Stryker had wanted to send him on a mission or two, but he had always been against it. He didn't want the kid to end up like he was. A trained animal.

"No you don't. You'd-"

"Come on Wolverine. I watched you kill my parents right in front of me. I don't think I'm squeamish."

Wolverine hated it when he brought that up.

"Well, if you want to go on a mission, then you have to think of an ingenious way of striking fear in your prey."

"Done."

"What? What is it?"

"Take me on a mission and I'll show ya."

There was no way around it. "Fine, but I go with you."

"Even better."

That night they left on a mission to kill two young strong men. Stryker didn't say why, but a mission was a mission. He did however say that he wanted them hung, not stabbed. He was going to leave this up to the kid, but still be there just in case. As they were going there was a change in him, he reminded Wolverine of himself, so sure, so dangerous.

They got there and he got them both in silently. He only brought one piece of rope and Wolverine was wondering about that. He rounded up the two guys pretty easily and everything was going smoothly, but right when he was going for the kill he stopped.

"Gavin?"

"Hold on. Let me enjoy this. I know you will," he looked over at the two cowering men. He told one to put the rope around his neck. He did with a little pushing. Gavin then threw the other side over a beam. He pulled down lifting the man. He told the other man to put the side he was holding around his own neck. When Gavin let go, the two balanced so that neither one was on the ground. They were both suspended in the air, strangling to death.

I looked over at the boy. He wasn't the same boy that he had once taught to fight. He became Dagger. He became another one of Stryker's animals. And Wolverine would have to train him, and it would be hard. After that they would never be the same. Wolverine would be the teacher and punisher, and Gavin/Dagger would be the new weapon, he would be greater than Wolverine, one day.

The next chapter will be another hallucination. I hope you're into it. Tell me, plez.