A/N Wolverine lost the last round, to check it out see Yellowfur's story for Sylar at fanfiction(dot)net/s/4150635/2/AWinnerIsYouSylar
Logan woke with a horrible headache in a ditch with no idea how he'd gotten there. Then he remembered the fight and groaned.
The walk back was horrible. Once he'd crossed the busy highway he still had to walk the half mile or so to the mall. It wasn't the worst he'd gone through, but it was extremely annoying.
On top of it all, the moment he got through the doors he was bombarded by Rogue.
"God, Logan I you scared me." She cried hugging him.
Logan patted her back and looked at Storm quizzically. "Why is she here?"
"The professor sent us." Storm said, "There are a few others too. He wanted Rogue and a few other kids to be here so any teenage mutants we find will have someone their own age who can talk to them."
Logan sighed, still comforting Rogue though she seemed calmer now. "Storm, I don't think the mutants here are the same as us." He said.
"Even so, the professor wants us to check it out." Storm crossed her arms. Clearly there was no room for negotiation.
"Do I have to stay in the tournament though?" Logan moaned.
Storm smiled. "For now, it might make it easier for you to find the mutants here. Anyways," She said smiling, "I think you like fighting like this."
"Yeah, when he doesn't lose." Rogue laughed.
Logan only let it slide because she had finally calmed down. "Well as long as you two are here you may as well get me some food." He said.
