Flashbacks.
Clara, Rose, His Mother and Father, His brother - all gone
Wolverine had been having awful nightmares since those dreaded claws first appeared. He kept imagining all the damage he had caused with them and all the lives lost because of them.
If only. These words bounced around in his head for what seemed like an eternity every night. Yet one thing drew him away from the pain and torment...his son.
After the events of Essex and the tragic death of his wolf family, he'd thought he would never recover. Yet somehow, through what could be called a miracle, he became a father. It must have been to do with his mutant genes, as the boy appeared to have slight healing properties as well.
Yet no claws.
Whenever Wolverine returned home from a long hunt (they lived in a wooden cabin by the wood) his son, being old enough to be left alone now, would be waiting for him.
One day, when Wolverine - this is what people knew him as - returned home, his son approached him and embraced him in a massive hug.
Wolverine smiled.
(Hopefully the Loki Worthy story will have a part 2 soon! This was more of a one off, but again, if u like it then I can continue it on)