**An Hour Ago...**
Logan and Laura were aboard a military plane, its engines humming steadily as it sliced through the night sky.
The two were seated across from each other, dressed in their battle suits—Logan wore yellow and blue classic Wolverine suit, designed for brutal efficiency, while Laura's was female version of it, tailored for her agility.
(Images in the Charecters Chapters)
Their mission: to eliminate Sebastian Shaw, a dangerous and enigmatic figure who had been a thorn in the opposite side for too long.
Logan leaned forward, his intense gaze locking onto Laura's. "If it weren't for this mission," he growled, his voice dripping with primal desire, "I'd take you right here and fuck you so hard that it would make your mind go blank."
Laura smirked, a devilish glint in her eyes. She swayed her hips seductively as she rose from her seat, moving toward the open hatch at the rear of the plane. "Keep that thought, Logan," she teased, before diving out of the plane into the night.
Logan groaned, his instincts flaring up, but he quickly followed suit, leaping out after her.
They landed with the on the ground with a heavy thud, now they're a few miles outside Shaw's heavily guarded compound. The forest around them was dark and dense, perfect cover for their approach.
Only the two of them were on this mission—Logan knew Shaw was a formidable opponent, and if things went south, they needed to move fast and hit hard. Laura was the perfect partner for this.
"How about you distract them while I finish the job?" Logan suggested, his tone all business now, though the earlier fire in his eyes hadn't dimmed.
Laura leaned in close, her hand moving to grab Logan's crotch, giving it a firm squeeze. "Maybe after a job well done, I might reward you," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction.
Logan's eyes blazed with renewed intensity. "Let's kill this son of a bitch," he growled.
They reached the compound's perimeter within few minutes, and Laura stepped forward without hesitation.
The moment she came into view, the guards at the gate began firing. Bullets whizzed through the air, but Laura walked calmly, almost leisurely, towards them. Her suit is now had holes because of the impact, and the ones that get through barely fazed her.
The soldiers, panicking, unleashed a hailstorm of bullets, but it was useless. Laura's lips curled into a predatory smile as she broke into a sprint, leaping high into the air. She landed among the soldiers like a vengeful spirit, her bone claws gleaming as they slid out from her hands with a sickening *snikt*.
She moved like a whirlwind, her claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. One soldier's throat was sliced open before he could even scream. Another had his gun arm severed in a single swift motion before Laura buried her claws in his chest. Blood sprayed, staining the ground as Laura danced through them, her movements fluid and lethal.
One soldier tried to retreat, terror in his eyes, but Laura was on him in an instant. She grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. She locked eyes with him for a split second, a cold, merciless stare, before driving her claws into his heart, ending his life in a heartbeat.
The massacre continued as the base outside is filled with screams and gunshots. But soon Laura finished her job.
As the last of the guards fell, Laura stood amidst the carnage. Her suit was splattered with blood, but she remained unscathed. She turned back to Logan, who had been watching from a distance.
"All clear," she said, her voice calm, though her eyes still glinted with the thrill of the kill.
Logan stepped out, surveying the bodies. "You sure know how to make an entrance," he remarked with a grin.
"Let's get inside and finish this," Laura replied, wiping the blood off her suits.
Together, they moved towards the main building, Logan and Laura moved swiftly through the now-silent compound.
They had killed every soldier in sight, their combined ferocity leaving no survivors. However, there was still no sign of Sebastian Shaw. Logan's frustration was palpable as he scanned the area, his heightened senses alert for any clue.
They reached Shaw's room, a lavishly decorated space that seemed out of place amidst the cold, sterile hallways of the compound. Logan inhaled deeply, catching Shaw's scent—strong and recent. His eyes darted to a particular section of the wall, noting the faint scent trail leading downwards.
"He's gone underground," Logan muttered, his instincts sharp.
Soon, the ground shook slightly, sensing something happening underground Logan didn't waste time anymore.
Without a second thought, he balled his fist and slammed it into the ground with all his strength. The concrete floor cracked and shattered under the force of his punch, sending debris flying.
Boom!
The ground gave way beneath him, and Logan dropped through the hole he had created, landing heavily in a hidden underground chamber.
The room was dimly lit, and as his eyes adjusted, he took in the scene: a young boy, was being carried from the shackled chair, his face a mix of fear and fury as he is about to lose consciousness.
Nearby, some women probably his mother, lay slumped against the wall, bruised, blood coming out of her gun shot wound and barely conscious. Logan's rage flared at the sight.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you, Shaw," Logan snarled, his voice a low, menacing growl. He extended his claws with a sharp snikt as he zeroed in on Shaw.
Sebastian Shaw initially startled by Logan's sudden appearance, but his surprise quickly faded into a smirk. Logan lunged at him, aiming for Shaw's head, but Shaw absorbed the kinetic energy from Logan's impact, leaving the claws just grazing his skin.
Shaw retaliated with a burst of energy, sending a powerful shockwave straight at Logan.
The blast would have sent any normal man flying, but Logan barely flinched. His stance remained solid, his feet rooted firmly to the ground. The energy crackled around him, but it did little to deter the Alpha Werewolf and Wolverine hybrid.
Logan grinned, his feral instincts taking over, and he took hold of his arm and tightened his grip on Shaw.
"Is that all you've got?" Logan taunted, his eyes blazing with fury.
Shaw's expression shifted to one of frustration as he intensified his assault, shooting beams of energy from his hands directly into Logan's chest. But Logan didn't budge.
The power behind Shaw's attack might have been enough to destroy others, but Logan stood firm, unyielding. With only this much power If he even moved an inch backward, he would consider himself a failure.
Seeing his energy blasts having no effect, Shaw frantically glanced around, his eyes landing on the soldiers who could have helped him. But they were already dead, taken down swiftly by Laura, who stood casually by, watching the scene unfold with mild interest.
Logan locked eyes with Shaw, his grin widening as he increased his strength. His claws began to move, slowly cutting into Shaw's neck despite the energy resistance. Shaw's eyes widened in disbelief and panic, his powers useless against Logan's sheer might.
With one final push, Logan's claws sliced cleanly through Shaw's neck, decapitating him in a swift motion. Shaw's head rolled to the ground with a dull thud, and his body collapsed moments later.
"If Shaw had been a few years older, had absorbed more power, maybe he would've been a challenge," Logan muttered to himself. "But he wasn't."
Later Logan turned his attention to the boy, who was struggling to stay conscious as he tried to crawl toward his mother.
Moved by the scene, Logan gently scooped the boy up and carried him over to his mother, who was bleeding heavily, her breaths shallow and labored.
"Please... take care of him," Edie whispered, her voice weak, tears streaming down her face.
Logan stared at her for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then with a quiet resolve he said, "Take care of him yourself."
He leaned down and bit her, allowing a small amount of his werewolf venom to enter her bloodstream. Within moments, her wounds began to heal rapidly, her breathing steadier.
Edie gasped, looking at Logan in shock. "Who are you people?" she asked, awe and fear mingling in her voice.
Logan merely smiled, handing her over to Laura. "Laura, this is your part," he said, signaling for their extraction. Laura nodded and took Erik and Edie into her care.
As the sounds of an approaching helicopter filled the air, Logan wrapped Shaw's body and severed head in a cloth, preparing to take the evidence back with him. "Time to go home," he muttered to himself, his mission accomplished, but knowing the war was far from over.
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**Back at the Base**
Logan and Laura made their way back to the base. As they approached, Logan turned to Laura. "Take Edie and Erik to their new place. They're part of the pack now. They'll be safe with us," he instructed.
Edie introduced herself and her son and already told her side of story on their way here. Logan was very much surprised to learn that he just saved Magneto and his mother is added to his pack. 'Things are going to be interesting in the future' he thought.
Laura nodded and headed off with Edie and Erik, ensuring they were settled into their new home.
Logan, however, had little time to rest. As soon as he stepped into the base, an agent came to him saying that he was called for a meeting with the higher-ups. Cursing he placed the body of Shaw in his room, covering it up and moved to the meeting room.
**The Briefing Room**
The atmosphere was tense when he entered the room. They are discussing to inflate hydra base and destroy it once and for all.
They got the info about the base and some of their plans from Dr.Zola.
General Phillips was the first to speak to Logan after he finishes explaining his plan. "Logan, there's something you need to know. Bucky... he's gone. He fell from a train during a mission and didn't make it."
Logan is surprised to learn this but He knew Bucky was not really dead. There was a bigger plan at play.
Deciding it was best to let things unfold naturally according to the original timeline for now, he resolved himself to find Bucky after the war ended and bring him into the pack. He nodded at Phillips, acknowledging the news but not dwelling on it.
He exited the room and along with Steve Rogers standing and staring into the distance. Logan placed a comforting hand on Steve's shoulder. The two exchanged a silent understanding. They were soldiers, used to loss, but this one hurt differently for Steve.
Steve nodded back, his face solemn but resolute. Logan knew they'd deal with this together, in their own time.
Logan then saw Peggy coming this way and left the place knowing Peggy is the one of give of peace to Steve currently.
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**Inside the Laboratory of Hank**
Logan made his way to Hank McCoy's lab, carrying a heavy bag slung over his shoulder. He walked in, dropping the bag onto a steel table with a thud. Hank, who was bent over a microscope, looked up with a start.
Hank's eyes narrowed. "Logan, don't you dare say..... don't even think about saying it," he warned, his voice tinged with frustration.
Logan couldn't help but grin. "I got you another one," he teased, pulling back the cloth to reveal Sebastian Shaw's severed head and lifeless body.
Hank threw the things in his hands up in air in exasperation. "Damn you, Logan! Do you think this is some kind of game? You can't just keep bringing me bodies and gene samples like this. The projects you've given me already need decades of research. Now this? Shaw's DNA is bound to have some… complications. Especially with his mutation. And whatever the hell ability he has. There's no telling what might happen if we start messing around with it."
Logan leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms. "You've got Selene to help you, Hank. Combine her knowledge of magic with your science. Together, you can achieve alchemy. The perfect blend. Besides, we have time after this war is over. Think of what you could learn, the advancements you could make. This isn't just for us, but for the future."
Hank let out a sigh, his frustration giving way to reluctant intrigue. He knew Logan was right. The potential here was immense, even if the risks were high. "Alright," he muttered, rubbing his temples. "I'll start looking into it. But I'm going to need a lot more than just raw materials, Logan. Resources, equipment, and probably a hell of a lot of luck."
Logan smiled. " You can now move to our home base Hank and work with Selene, she is busy with managing the company and all. Tell her to assign the business to someone and let her join the projects and start working together"
"You'll figure it out, Hank. You always do." He turned to leave, knowing Hank would be absorbed in this new challenge soon enough.
As Logan walked out of the lab, he knew the end of the war would bring many changes, and some things would never be the same again.
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Few days later, The final battle loomed on the horizon as the forces of the Howling Commandos and the Crimson Moon pack assembled at the staging area. The tension was palpable, with every soldier, wolf, and commando aware of the stakes. The mission was clear: eliminate Johann Schmidt, now known as the Red Skull, and stop his plans for global domination.
The Howling Commandos, led by Captain America, and the Crimson Moon pack, formerly known as the Crescent Pack, prepared for what would likely be their most dangerous mission yet. Logan, now fully embracing his codename Wolverine, stood alongside Laura, aka X-23. They are now in their respective costumes.
Their expressions were steely and determined. Logan knew this battle would be the turning point, not just in the war but in the lives of everyone involved.
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Under the cover of night, the combined forces moved swiftly towards the Hydra base. The air was thick with anticipation and the distant rumble of engines. Logan led the Crimson Moon pack to flank the base from the east, while Steve Rogers and his Howling Commandos moved in from the west.
As they approached, the base erupted in gunfire. Logan signaled to his pack. "Go loud," he growled. Immediately, the werewolves charged forward, their fearsome roars echoing through the mountains. Steve and the Howling Commandos followed suit, engaging the enemy with a barrage of bullets and grenades.
Explosions rocked the battlefield as Hydra soldiers fired back with their advanced weaponry. Logan with his claws extended, tore through the ranks of Hydra soldiers, his fury unmatched. Laura was a whirlwind of death beside him, her claws slicing through the air with deadly precision.
Within minutes they killed almost all of the hydra soldiers.
Inside the base, chaos reigned. Red Skull, aware that his forces were losing ground, made his way to his aircraft, the Valkyrie, which was equipped with deadly Tesseract-powered weapons aimed at major cities across the globe. He was determined to carry out his plan, even if it meant his own destruction.
Logan caught sight of him through the smoke and flames. "He's heading to the plane!" he shouted to Steve, who nodded and began sprinting towards the hangar with his shield raised.
The Howling Commandos and the Crimson Moon pack fought their way through the remaining Hydra forces. The scene was one of utter carnage; bodies littered the ground, and the smell of gunpowder and blood filled the air. Steve and Logan pushed forward, fighting side by side, a formidable duo.
Soon they went after the plane which is about to take off, Peggy and Phillips came with the vehicle of Red Skull and give them a lift.
Logan very much wanted to run and jump on the plane managed to calm himself and got on the car.
As they approach the plane, Peggy kissed Steve "Go get him." She whispered.
Philips turned to Steve who is looking at him and Logan "We're not gonna kiss you".
Steve reached the Valkyrie just as it was beginning to take off. He leaped onto the landing gear and pulled himself up into the aircraft.
"Let's end this," Logan snarled, charging forward leaped into the cargo hold just before the doors closed.
Inside the Valkyrie, Red Skull waited, his face twisted into a grotesque grin. "Captain America," he sneered, "and Wolverine. So nice of you to join me for the end of the world."
Steve wasted no time, throwing his shield with precision. Red Skull dodged, firing back with a Tesseract-powered pistol. The beam narrowly missed Steve as he took his sheild back but the beam hit Logan square in the chest.
"You'll have to do better than that," Logan growled, launching himself at Red Skull and knocked him back with a powerful punch, sending him crashing into the plane's wall.
Few remaining soldiers began to fire at them but Logan moved and started to kill them one by one.
Steve closed the distance and engaged Red Skull in hand-to-hand combat. The two men were evenly matched, trading blow for blow. Red Skull managed to grab the Tesseract, which was contained in a small case. He opened it, his face alight with a twisted sense of destiny.
"With this, I am a god," Red Skull declared, holding the Tesseract in his hand. But his triumph was short-lived. The Tesseract began to glow, its power too much for any mortal to handle. Energy crackled around Red Skull as his expression turned from triumph to fear.
Logan saw his change. "Steve, get down!" he shouted, rushing forward.
Steve ducked as Logan lunged at Red Skull standing infront of Steve shielding him. The Tesseract flew from his grasp, and a bright blue light enveloped the room. Red Skull screamed as the energy engulfed him, disintegrating his form in a flash of light.
With Red Skull gone, Steve and Logan turned their attention to the Tesseract, which now lay on the floor, still glowing ominously. "We need to get this thing out of here," Steve said, as Logan picking it up carefully, using the case.
Logan nodded. "But first, we need to land this plane. It's still on a crash course for New York."
Steve moved to the cockpit, but the controls were damaged. "There's no way to change the course," he realized, his voice heavy with resignation.
Logan frowned. "There's gotta be another way. We can't let this plane hit the city."
Steve looked at Logan, a somber determination in his eyes. "There's only one way to make sure this doesn't hurt anyone."
Logan watched silently, understanding the weight of Steve's decision. "You don't have to do this, Cap," he said quietly.
Steve shook his head. "Yes, I do. There's no other way."
Logan sighed, giving Steve a nod of respect. "You know we can just jump o-."
Before he can finish his sentence the box with Tesseract began to glow, logan open it and saw the Tesseract is activing.
"Fuc-" soon he was teleported somewhere along with Tesseract.
Steve seeing this shouted "Logan.... No...."
He felt pain in his chest as he lost another friend and couldn't do anything, as he took the controls he smiled faintly with wet eyes. "you're a hell of a friend, Logan."
The plane continued its descent, and as it reached the freezing waters of the Arctic, Steve turned on the radio to make a final call to Peggy Carter, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "Peggy... I'm going to need a rain check on that dance."
Soon, Steve explained how Red Skull and Logan died with the tesseract and his plan to drown the plane.
Steve Rogers: (speaking through the radio) "Peggy... This is my choice."
"No... We have time. We can work it out. You don't have to do this."
"It's okay. I can do this. Just have to put her in the water."
"Please, don't do this, Steve. We can figure it out together. There has to be another way!"
"Peggy, this is my choice. I can't let those bombs reach their target. A lot of people will die."
Peggy with tears welling up in her eyes "I... I'm gonna need a rain check check on that dance."
Soon, Steve explained how Red Skull and Logan died with the tesseract and his plan to drown the plane.
Steve Rogers: (speaking through the radio) "Peggy... This is my choice."
"No... We have time. We can work it out. You don't have to do this."
"It's okay. I can do this. Just have to put her in the water."
"Please, don't do this, Steve. We can figure it out together. There has to be another way!"
"Peggy, this is my choice. I can't let those bombs reach their target. A lot of people will die."
Peggy with tears welling up in her eyes "I... I'm gonna need a rain check on that dance."
Steve smiling slightly "All right. A week next Saturday at The Stork Club."
"You got it. 8 o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understand?" As she is struggling to hold back tears.
"You know I still don't know how to dance."
"I'll show you how. Just be there. We've got to go, Steve... We've got to... "
Steve's voice began to fading as the plane heads down "Peggy..."
Peggy who is now crying "Steve...? Steve...?"
(radio cuts off)
With a final breath, Steve guided the Valkyrie into the icy depths.
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**Unknown Dimension**
Whoosh..
Logan suddenly appeared in an unknown Dimension. He looked around and saw Sophie Turner lookalike looking at him with her eyes glowing red.
"Fuck me" he cursed knowing who she is.