1973 in the artic in a secret military base for a government project; the main officer in charge US Colonel William Stryker a man in a green military suit was talking to the lead scientist in charge; "I am getting restless Dr Essex... We have 9 failed test subjects and we need a back up plan in case that the Sentinels that Trask is creating ends up being a dud. The Mutant problem is growing out of control and I want a controlled army that can be used to tackle the threat!" Stryker was telling the scientist Dr Nathaniel Essex who was grinning at him.

"Trust me Colonel; Weapon X shall be our success! This Mutant has a healing factor that shall allow him to survive the procedure; we had to take him with stealth thanks to his ferocious fighting ability and experience! Adamantium coated to his bones; the metal that crossed with Vibranium to create Captain America's shield! Quite ironic as Colonel James Howlette here fought with the Captain and the Howling Commandos during the War!" grinned Essex at the pod machine where a long haired man with sideburns was strapped in after being sedated. Stryker scoffed due to the claims and the mention of Cap.

"Working off random notes of that experiment; we should have an army of super soldiers like Rogers to fight for the US military! Bad enough about what the sheep back home thing of the war in Nam but we also got the Mutants to worry about..." replied Stryker.

The procedure started and the man inside James Howlett screamed in pain as he was forcibly injected with Adamantium and feeling such pain that if it wasn't for his Mutant ability; he wouldn't be alive right now since his body otherwise wouldn't.

The man going by James Howlette had been alive for a long time and this was only the latest of countless aliases that he went by and his long life flashed before his life: all the wars that he had served in and being captured as a sideshow attraction once before escaping and exacting revenge...

It flashed all the way to...


1845 and in a small village in what was known at the time as the Northwest Territories; a young boy was living in a small cabin with blankets over him and eating some food. Then slammed the door open was a tall massive beast of a man with a five o clock shadow and long hair; wearing a sabretooth tiger's pelt that he claimed that he had killed with his bare hands when he was only 17.

"Logan gave you charity again Graydon boy?" the man Victor Creed asked son disapproving and Graydon frowned as Thomas Logan was the wealthiest man in the village and was quite kind and generous; coming over and giving him presents seeing how poor the two were.

"Mr Logan said that we are welcome to stay at his manor..." Graydon said as Creed pushed him as he showed his sack of gold and artefacts.

"We don't need Logan boy; I hit the biggest load yet! A huge payday and looted the target's place. Seemed that he was studying magic junk and found some sort of map to a Heavenly city... K'un-Lun or whatever... Wasn't ready to believe it but what the map did and breaking some of those toys lying around... Had an effect on me..." Creed said as Graydon knew that his father worked as a killer who used his bare hands; said that he was the best at what he did and what he did wasn't very nice.

"You are coming with me on an actual mission now boy; going to toughen you up..." Creed said as Graydon groaned as his father always liked to make him do dangerous stunts to toughen him up and take advantage of the fact that he was somehow able to recover from a lot of things that would kill an adult; never mind a kid at his age.


Climbing mountain and clips after mountain and cliff and going after wild animals; Graydon was tired of it and just wanted to head back. "You worthless waste of space... We are almost there and you want to give up now..." Creed yelled picking him up by the collar and the life of abuse by his father and what he had go through so far on this journey made Graydon so furious that he lunged at him and from the palm off his hands were bone like claws that were quite painful to gout and ended up stabbing Creed through the chest to the boy's chest.

Victor was taken aback but ended up chuckling saying "attaboy... I remember when I did my old man in for what he put me through..." Graydon was in shock but ended up going in the opposite direction; leaving his body there as he was just all alone.


Graydon Creed now known as James Howlette was going through the trauma off the memories off his hard life as well as the surgery; began effecting his mind and memory but ended up clinging onto one good thing that he could remember... The name 'Logan'...

The experiment stopped and Howlette yelled out in rage as he summoned his now silver Adamantium coated claws and broke out of the pod and every escaping scientist and guard in his path were just lambs to his slaughter. Only a select few including Stryker & Essex survived via helicopter but Howlette dazed left the corpse filled facility.

He went out in the cold but there was a tall figure coming towards him in a sabretooth tiger's pelt around his neck; "Took a long while but we meet again. You are wondering how I survived but I guess the magic junk I smashed made me immortal like you boy...I got to the heavenly city but wasn't able to get much out of it; attacked the city's guardian with his glowing fist... Called himself the Iron Fist... One of the fights of my long life but I got sent out when they realised that they couldn't have me killed..." Creed said but Howlette just looked at him confused and Creed batted an eye. "What? Don't you remember your dear old dad? The one who went by Sabretooth and continued after all these years; kept having to replace my pelts away they keep going bad..." Creed said as he lunged at Howlette and they brawled with eachother.


Decades later at the Xavier Institute; Logan was substitute teaching history to the students but spotted a figure looking up at the window outside. After class was let out he went to confront the figure; "How long must we do this song and dance pops?" Logan asked just looking like he was just sick of looking at him but Creed grinned.

"As long as both of us are breathing boy..." Creed retorted as Logan summoned his claws and their latest encounter started.

You know how Wolverine started out as a Hulk enemy and was conceived at the time as being a teenager and the idea was that his claws came from his claws? Well Sabretooth his arch enemy had similar origins as he was originally created as a recurring Iron Fist foe and wasn't even a Mutant at the time but a normal human. Also using an original intention of co-creator Chris Claremont where the two would be father and son; not half brothers as X-Men Origins: Wolverine claimed them to be.