Wolf woke up in a place that smelled dusty and metallic. He groaned and tried opening his eyes. They didn't want to focus.

"I see you're finally up," he heard the voice of the older man.

After a few seconds Wolf was able to look at him. "Where am I?" he asked, voice cracking.

"You're in my home, so to speak," he answered, "I am called Magneto, and I have an offer for you."

Wolf bristled slightly when he heard his name. This was the one Logan warned him about! "You don't have anything I want!" he said shortly.

"It would do you well to hear me out," Magneto said, "You are very special, Wolf. You have incredible powers among humans, do you know that? But at the mansion, you can't really use those powers. In fact, they're suppressing them. They just want you to be a good little pet; they dont see you as a person there. They don't appreciate you for the animal you are." Magneto looked Wolf in the eye. "If you join me, I won't hold you back. You can act yourself here. No one will make you eat with forks, wear a collar, or study. And all I ask in return is that you help me in my mission to make this world a better place."

Wolf glared at him. "No! I won't! Logan says you hurt people!"

"He would say that," Magneto said, amused, "He doesn't want to lose his favorite pet. He'd rather cage you than let you go wild. Even if I did hurt people, wouldn't you kill a few rabbits to make sure your pack survives?"

Wolf blinked. Would Logan really lie to him like that? "No!" he yelled, "I don't believe you, and I won't work for you! Humans aren't rabbits! And if you ever say anything about Logan lying again, I'll bite you!"

Magneto scowled. "Fine then. You should have taken my offer, but you seem to like to do things the hard way." The man waved his hand, and all of a sudden a metal chain and collar clasped around Wolf's neck. "One way or another, you will work for me," Magneto continued saying. "For now, you may sit in this cell and think about my offer. Maybe you will see things my way after a few days of this."

Only then did Wolf notice he was in a sort of jail, only this one was worse than the one he had been in before. It was darker, and dirtier.

"Your only nourishment will be in there," Magneto made a metal pan slide into the cell. Wolf sniffed the air. It was milk, with some blood mixed in. Human blood. "Maybe that will whet your true instincts. And be sure not to spill any, I went through a lot of trouble to rob the Red Cross for you."

"I'm not drinking that!" Wolf gasped, "I can't!"

"One more thing," Magneto said as he turned to go, ignoring Wolf's protest, "There's someone I'd like you to meet."

A clawed hand reached through the bars and dipped some fingers into the milk. Then the claws were raised, and Wolf saw fangs as the droplets were licked up. "Hello Mutt," there was a cat-like growl, "My name's Sabretooth. I'm your new alpha."

*Author's Comments*

Sorry if the blood thing is too gruesome for you. Rest assured, Wolf won't drink it. I'll keep that stuff to a minimum for Wolf's stay at Magneto's.