So Illinois is actually the corn place, and Idaho is potatoes. But who actually knows that offhand expect the people who live there? And they probably don't even know for sure!

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They had been warned what to expect from Weapon X, codename: Wolverine. A regenerate mutant with an indestructible metal skeleton and three claws from each hand, and a fierce combatant. As ineffective as bullets could be against him, the Taser darts with which they were equipped were meant to keep him immobile.

When the Wolverine kicked open the door of the overturned truck, vaulted out and up onto the undercarriage, pausing only a moment to assess them, they shot after he lunged through the air for his first target. Each shot hit, and the Wolverine roared either in pain or rage. Whichever it was, it didn't stop him from tearing through his first and second men.

Nothing save adamantium bullets would really stop him, but the little shock toys, running upwards of a thousand volts, were all they had. So they kept firing. The Wolverine was already on his seventh man, steadily tearing his way toward Creed when the New Guy finally took a shot.

They couldn't help but wince, knowing that the 'Electric Man' could generate enough voltage to fry an elephant, as the little monster's body arched and lightning arced across those red-stained claws. The growl coming from him was not human, and they were suitably terrified even as he fell to the ground. Victor laughed as Weapon X spasmed, sauntering toward him with sadistic cheer that scared them even more than their targets.

Muscles still locked up, Weapon X could only snarl and scowl at the other mutant as he stared down at him.

"Hello, little brother."

"Go f-"

They had to fill in the blank of where Victor could go when the mutant viciously kicked Weapon X in the face then dropped the whole of his considerable weight and increased strength into a single knockout punch.

"Nice to see you too. You chumps know how to handle him. I want Baldy and thirteen of you with me."

"Sir?" a new recruit spoke up. "Thirteen for two targets? Are they that dangerous, sir?"

Victor turned on him immediately and got right in his face. New Recruit knew that he had fangs, he'd just never thought he'd see them this close up.

"If you ever question me again, I will rip out your eyeballs, and you will eat them. Move out now."

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'Baldy', the 'Electric Man', Subject E19, Cole Macgrath. Whichever name he used, not one of them liked this. He glanced at the downed mutant as the remainder of the men kept their guns trained on him while they shackled him. Reluctantly following, he avoided looking at the new kid who'd spoken up.

He knew why thirteen. He'd seen it before, how Sabretooth would send men to their deaths as a distraction or just for fun. That kid was going to die; Sabretooth would make sure of it.

After watching Sabretooth find the scent, he put down the temptation to blast him and followed the giant pussy cat through the stupid field to find a little girl and a demented man with guns. He hated Idaho.

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Anna knew that some bad people didn't like her father or uncle. She knew now that Logan had rescued Wade from them five years ago when he'd disappeared for ever a week. In the back of her mind, she knew there might be the possibility that they could come after her.

She also knew about mutants. Obviously, both of her parents were, as well as Uncle Wade and Aunt Irene. No doubt one day her powers would manifest as well. To be honest, she was hoping for flight. That was awesome and useful.

Right now, she was really, really hoping today would be the day she got those flight powers. If she did, then instead of running through this corn field with Wade just ahead of her, would be flying over this corn field with Wade, and she'd bet anything it wouldn't be nearly as tiring.

"Keep up, Sunshine! What's the point of being on track team if you can't use that experience to run through a field away from assassins?"

"Assassins?"

"Don't worry!" he called over his shoulder. "They would have to go through me and your dad first."

She'd never heard it before, but her father roaring in pain and lightning sparking behind her were two sounds that she immediately recognized. Before she realized that she had even turned around, Wade had snatched her up, and kept running with her in his arms bridal style.

"Let go!" Rogue yelled and struggled to get out of his arms, but that simply wasn't happening. "We gotta go back! They're hurting him!"

"Anna, stop it! Jimmy'll be fine, okay? I promise, we are all gonna make it out of this!"

She was hearing him but not listening. Anna still fought to get out of his arms, even now that the lightning and screaming had stopped. Because if her dad wasn't making any noise at all, wasn't that even worse?

"I need you to stop thinking about him now, and think about yourself. I need you to be able to run when I tell you to, nonstop and no looking back no matter what you hear."

"Don't leave me!"

"I won't, honey. You're gonna leave me. They're gonna be headed this way soon, and I'm gonna slow 'em down some."

"I'm scared."

"Good. Be scared. Let it keep you running. But don't be stupid, don't be slow, and don't," he put her down, not breaking stride and practically dragging her until she got her bearings enough to keep up, "for an instant," Slid a gun into her hand and met her eyes briefly, "hesitate."

He stopped there, metal rang as he unsheathed his twin katana, and winked.

"Now get goin' and don't point that thing at yourself! I'll – we will see you later."

She didn't want to go. She didn't want this to be happening, and she did not want to be alone.

More than anything she did want to fly. Stupid, useless non-existent powers.

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I start school again Friday, and already I'm procrastinating.

Weird thought…Toto = Wolverine, Wade=Scarecrow, Anna=Dorothy, Victor= the Lion, Cole=Tin Man. If only I had set this up in Kansas instead.