Standard disclaimers in the first chapter. Now I didn't want to use any particular X-men universe (movie, cartoon, comic) but I will introduce a big bad in this chapter from the first movie. I know he isn't really a bad guy etc (in the comic) but I needed a bad guy and he's it. I was asked and Simone is an original character, sorry for any confusion. Sorry for those of the X-Men fandom if Wolverine isn't in character, hey he has gotten older (I know, I know he's near immortal).
The pain was unbelievable. The cold chill that ran down his spine as he felt the dual fear, "God I have to help him/her". The burning away at the skin and the heat of the flames just burning away at the insides. The cold chill of death coming, the last wishes and memories coming, then the silence… A horrible chill through his mind as the feelings and thoughts he had always had near his mind since birth were silenced. No, no, no Mother! Father! Changing to a feeling of something building and awakening to chaos, the chaos of a building with a large circular like hole on the side with a young man still on a bed the only thing in a forty foot radius still in tact screaming
Logan suddenly shot up straight on his chair from the computer desk as the fading nightmare left his mind. His glasses listed to one side and his hair all over the place he sighed. Hadn't had one of those dreams in a long while, usually a nightmare of Max on a cold hard metal table with Lydecker and Renfro looking on.
Brushing his hair back and fixing into place his glasses he looked at the information net to see if Simone or any of his contacts responded. Opening up some windows and looking through some sites he finally got what he needed.
It was a security video of something. Wolverine was in his civvies trying to stop a man from hurting a small boy. Then said boy along with several other children that appeared in the frame dressed in army fatigues suddenly surrounded him. He would never raise a claw at a child so they surprised him when they attacked him. Several soldiers came running in and took him down with some shots from some rifles. They looked like tranqs because Wolverines body did not jerk like he was hit by bullets but they shot him many, many times while some of the children clung on to him.
The video was a few days old but still no Wolverine so Logan was wondering how they were keeping him down. Worried he reached for the phone when the video showed a final piece of footage before it ended and he saw Lydecker and a man, not just any man, Robert Kelly.
Pausing looking shocked then an old hidden hurt suddenly built up into a feeling of a rare rage, he reached for the phone. It was picked up in one ring.
"Simone, I got the video, did you see?"
"Yeah, I thought the bastard was dead." She replied with a quiet rage.
"So did I."
"I guess this won't be a quick in, out rescue and taking out all misappropriated information as usual"
"Like what we ever do it is just as usual. I think may be a much, much bigger problem with HIM involved." Logan's hand began to tremble and he pulled out the drawer and reached for his pills.
"So you gonna rot in that chair and let him get away again or you gonna go after him."
Logan stared hard at the pills and paused as a fleeting burning memory flickered through his mind. With his eyes squeezed shut he shook hard. His eyes popped open and with a determined look he dropped the bottle of pills in a basket next to his desk.
"He and I got some old history to deal with," the images of a burning home replayed as memory of a tall, stately salt and peppered haired man commanded a group of people to burn and spray a no mutant symbol in the front of a burning yard. It was the last memory that he received from his dying father before it went dark. The memory refueled his rage and he answered with a cold hard rasp, "and yes I'm going to get outta my chair."
The short silence from the other side of the line seemed glaring, "I'll call you when I'm in Seattle, are you going to call up and notify kitty cats sibs?"
"Yeah, they may need a heads up incase this new alliance may involve them. Maybe they may want to help take them down."
"Good luck with your kitty cat." She paused and sounding regretful yet firm, "and hey you got more control than you think."
The rage abated and an old guilt returned. With a harsh croak he whispered, "so I won't be taking out a wing or maybe a city block when I'm pissed off this time."
"Hey after, you know, you just didn't want to believe yourself anymore. Your parents did, they thought you were special. Hell, they thought all of us were special. They knew you were going to change the world, hell you still do. And that was a long time ago; you won't get outta control unless you want to, you learned your lesson."
"That's the problem, what if I want to," Logan ended with a resigned sigh and hung up before she could respond and stared at the frozen picture of a former Robert Kelly, leader of a group of anti-mutant terrorists, the one who burned Logan's home down with his parents still in it.
sim-r, CrimsonReality, Lin: Thanks!
Babyangel86: I intend to add in some Logan/Max time but I'm not all that good at romance but I'll try.
Reilynn: Simone is an OC charcter and I'm also dating myself as I kinda remember watch the old cartoons and reading the comics sigh.