Disclaimer:
X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series, as well as the comicbook produced by Marvel Comics. ____________________________________________________________________
The X-Men are mutants, unfortunate people born with an X-gene that gives them extraordinary powers and abilities which makes them outcasts to those considered "normal" in the world. _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men cast:
(Teachers) Professor-X, Angel, Banshee, Beast, Bishop, Forge, Polaris, Storm, and Wolverine, Dr Mora MacTaggert,
(Students) Cannonball-17, Cyclops-17, Colossus-18, Gambit-17, Iceman-16, Multiple boy-13, Nightcrawler-16, Northstar-17, Spike-15, Sunspot-16, Thunderbird-18 / Amanda-16, Jubilee-13, Karma-16, Magma-15, Premonition (Jean Grey)-17, Rogue-16, Shadowcat-14, Spirit-17, Syran-16, Wolvesbane-15 _____________________________________________________________________________
ALPHA FLIGHT: is a super powered team based in Canada that Wolverine was affiliated with long before the X-Men. They are: Lady Deathstrike, Sabretooth, Guardian, Puck, Shaman, Sasquatch, & Stryker
Weapon-X: a trained mutant assassin with the genetic traits of his parents; Wolverine & Lady Deathsrike. _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men Tales: -pt19
Title: WEAPON-X
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CANADA
In the middle of nowhere, far from civilization lies an old Canadian military science research base, believed by many to be abandoned decades ago. It's surrounded by vast wilderness, insuring unlimited privacy for its (underground) researchers.
Wolverine awoke in the middle of this wilderness, unsure how he got there. He was naked, the cold Canadian air cutting at his hairy body like steel shards. He searched his recent memory, trying to recall what happened since his last recollection. He remembered being in the company of the X-Men, in the Blackbird, jetting to Colorado to rescue some captured students. He remembered getting an emergency phone call, patched in through the Mansion security. He recalled hearing Yuriko's voice [his former lady love], the fear in her tone instantly sent him into action-mode as he abandoned his friends and leaped from the X-Men's soaring jet to certain death (chap-15). Then he recalled being betrayed by Yuriko, commander Stryker, and several members of his old brigade Alpha Flight. He recalled being tortured, chained, and held prisoner against his will. He remembered Yuriko and the alterations she allowed Stryker to do to her once beautiful body, turning her into a living cyborg. He also remembered his archenemy Sabretooth, and the undeniable history they shared as half brothers. For the first time in untold centuries, Wolverine had some recollection of his long lost past [recaps from chaps-17 & 18 respectively].
He got up from the cold ground, cupping his hands before his face as he blew hot breath into his hands for warmth. He looked around, wondering why Stryker would simply dump him in the middle of nowhere, still alive? Surely the aging Commander knew he would simply find them again? That he couldn't die so easily, even in Canada's frigid temperatures...? He was just about to choose a direction to explore, when an unfamiliar scent caught his senses.
Wolverine sniffed the air, trying to determine if the culprit was friend or foe? He didn't recognize the scent as belonging to any of Alpha Flight. At least it wasn't Sabretooth looking for another rematch.
Wolverine moved on cautiously, sensing he was being followed. He tried ducking into the bush, out running his tracker through the trees and heavy vegetation. He ran for about a mile, coming upon a brook which he bent down over to take a much needed drink from the fresh Canadian water.
But just as Wolverine scooped up a palm full to drink and bought it to his lips, he heard the unmistakable sound of a warrior charge through the rustling of leaves. Jumping out of the way, he somersaulted backwards [just in time], landing on his feet a few yards away in battle stance. But Wolverine's attacker was already gone, escaped back into the bush as his eyes narrowed while he visually scanned the area. Suddenly Wolverine could feel something dripping down his back. He could smell the unmistakable scent of his own blood. Indeed the unseen attacker had drawn first blood, clawing Wolverine across the back with some sort of sharp weapon. Wolverine growled to himself angrily as he quickly extended his claws, the [SHINK] sound of his metal claws popping free from his knuckles echoed through the trees. He scanned the rest of the area thoroughly with his keen animal sight, spotting a camouflaged spy-cam up in the trees videotaping the assault. It was during this momentary lapse in concentration on his opponent that he felt the slice of knives across his back once again.
"AARRHHGG...!!" he yelled in complete agony as more blood gush from his freshly cut wounds [which were already beginning to heal]. Spinning around, he swung his fist wildly, aiming at nothing but hoping to hit something. He felt a deep stabbing in his ribs "AARRHHGG...!! he screamed again as the blades cut through his vital organs, fatally wounding a normal man.
Wolverine struck blindly, this time connecting with the target...
"AAAHHHH...!!" screamed the attacker, fresh blood gushing from his open wound as it sprinkled into the white snow covered ground.
Wolverine caught the first glimpse of him as he stumble backwards, clutching his nearly severed shoulder. Wolverine saw his attacker was merely a teenage boy, no more than 5'6", 130 lbs or so, with dark hair and a well tone muscular athletic boy's build, certainly not the menacing threat of an Alpha Flight.
"Who the hell'r you kid...?!" asked the X-Man, his healing factor already repairing his body to full luster as he quickly approached the wounded boy. "Why did ya attack me...?! Who sent you...?!" he asked in his gruff voice, grabbing the kid by the collar. Believing the boy was helpless after nearly losing an arm was Wolverine's first mistake, not seeing the lad's sharp kick to the stomach was his second...
A sharp blade appeared at the toe of the boy's boot just before he somersaulted and twisted out of Wolverine's grasp, catching the old X-Man unexpectedly as his toe blade puncher Wolverine groin, then sliced all the way up his torso from his stomach to his chest, ripping a chunk of blood and gore from Wolverine's gushing chest.
"AARRRRRRHHHGGGG...!!!" screamed Wolvie, falling backwards as he let go of his captive. "I...was was'n gonna hurt cha kid..." he grumbled, catching his balance as the pain ripped through his deeply cut body. "...I was only trynna HELP...!" he concluded, angrily. "Yur not gonna survive fo long in this weather if ya don't git that arm looked after...!" Wolverine said, concerned that the boy might die.
Wolverine could feel his healing factor already beginning to mend his wounded body, and was just about to attempt another aid on the boy when he suddenly saw the kid's body beginning to naturally repair itself [using the same mutant healing factor he himself possess]. "Well I'll be damned..." said the X-Man to himself as the boy was suddenly healed before his very eyes. "WHO ARE YOU, BOY...?!? WHERE'D YOU COME FROM...?!!??" he demanded to know, his eyes widening in shock when he finally noticed the striking resemblance to himself. "You..., you CAN'T BE...!" he gasped, swallowing hard at the mere idea of it... "Are you..., --ME...??!!?" he asked, wondering if he'd been cloned?
<"YOU...?"> asked the boy in Japanese, glaring upward with the same familiar menacing glint in his eye as the X-Man. <"Not hardly!"> he added, charging Wolverine head-on. <"My father's name is SABRETOOTH...!!"> he yelled, metal Adamantium claws extended from his knuckles.
Wolverine was shocked to see the metal claws [like his own] suddenly `pop' from the boy's knuckles [two on each hand instead of three]. He barely got his own claws up in time to deflect the first blow, the sound of clashing metal filled the air like an ancient swordfight.
Somewhere inside the Canadian Research Lab [watching through close circuit video], was Lady Deathstrike and Commander Stryker, watching the battle unfold.
"This isn't right..." she stated, watching the video monitors with empathy. "...HE could get killed...!"
"But isn't that what we've always wanted, Yuriko...?" asked Stryker, feeling no remorse. "Isn't death the only sensible recourse for all the grief and trouble Logan has caused us over the decades...?"
"I am not talking about Logan-san..." said Deathstrike, never peering her eyes from the many monitors. "...I am talking about Weapon-X..., my SON!"
"Oh..." said Stryker, having misunderstood. "...I don't think you need to worry about HIM, my lady..., he has YEARS of built hatred on his side...! Killing Wolverine, --the man who single handedly ruined his parents lives and caused him to grow up in an institution instead of a loving home, is enough to insure Wolverine never sees another sunrise...!" assured Stryker, confidently. "He HATES Wolverine nearly as much as WE do...!" he added with a chuckle. "He was engineered that way, was he not...?"
Yuriko said nothing as she merely watched the monitors, watching as father and son fought to the bitter end...
Weapon-X threw several punches, all of which were expertly blocked by the more experienced mutant [Wolverine]. But the young teen had more tricks up his sleeve as he spun around in mid-air like a Ninja, back kicking Wolverine in the chest, another claw secretly extending from the heel of his foot, stabbing straight into Wolverine's heart.
Wolverine looked surprised at the unexpected claw jamming into him from the heel of his opponent's foot, but Weapon-X wasn't finished yet as he slashed his other foot across Wolverine's waistline, slicing open his gut.
"AARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHH...!!!" screamed the X-Man, grabbing the bottom of his stomach to keep his intestines from spilling out all over the ground. He tried to get away, needing time to allow his body to heal the wound [otherwise the wound would heal with his guts hanging out of place], but Weapon-X was already upon him...
Wolverine felt the boy's claws slash into his collar, severing an artery as blood spurted up out of Wolverine's neck like a red fountain. "ARRHHH...!!" screamed the X-Man, falling to his knees. "I'm NOT yur enemy, KID...!" he groaned, grabbing his wounded neck. But the boy merely charged forth, moving with all the skills of a large lethal cat. Wolverine was slow to evade the attacks as Weapon-X moved in for the kill, coming on nonstop with the taste of blood in his veins. Wolverine was helpless to stop him from slashing him all over, using his body as a pin-cushion as he poked deep stab wounds into the older man's body from every direction.
"Care to share the MEAT, son...?!" asked Sabretooth, coming out of nowhere as he grabbed Wolverine by the ankles, then flung him head first into a nearby tree. The force of impact nearly rendered Logan unconscious as a huge gash opened on his forehead.
<"NO..."> yelled Weapon-X, as Sabretooth moved in. <"...he's MINE!"> insisted the boy.
Sabretooth hesitated as he stared down at his half brother's naked body, then back at Weapon-X...
"Okay..., as you wish, m'boy!" he smiled, showing a row of razor sharp teeth [which he called a smile]. "But don't PLAY with him..., KILL HIM...! He has a way of surviving the odds!"
<"Not THIS time..."> said Weapon-X, stalking closer.
He circled Wolverine's barely conscious body slowly, sizing up his prey as Wolverine lay loosing blood. Weapon-X knew with Wolverine's healing factor that he wouldn't bleed for long, unless he kept the blood flow going continuously...
Grabbing Logan by the hair, he yanked the older man's head backwards [painfully], then reached down around him and slit his throat, causing even more precious blood to drain out as his severed artery began to heal.
Like any other wild animal sensing victory, Weapon-X began to feel aroused, his hard dick began to bulge through his specialized Alpha Flight uniform. Animal instinct kicked in as he leaned down over Wolverine's dying body and began to sniff his blood, becoming intoxicated with the scent.
Sabretooth watched with amusement, his own enormous rock hard cock bulging out his own uniform as he watched Weapon-X ripe open his pants, then aim his mighty teen cock down at Wolverine's hairy ass crack and shoved inward.
"AAAHHH...!" yelled Wolverine barely conscious, his asshole suddenly violated.
Weapon-X threw his head back and howled at the point of entry, ramming his cock straight through his opponent's ass with one plunge.
"That's MY BOY!" yelled Sabretooth with pride, watching the boy fuck the enemy. "Fuck `em! Rip em a new asshole, son!" he encouraged, knowing how deliciously tight Wolverine's hole was.
Weapon-X [unable to hold his composure for long, [given his age...] began hammering into Wolverine's ass viscously, slamming his near hairless pelvis into the muscleman's hairy ass with increasing brutality. Wolverine began to come around while Weapon-X was still on top of him, wrapping his young but strong forearm about his healing throat and held him tight in place while fucking his ass from behind.
Sabretooth smiled to himself as he slowly approached Wolverine's head, his stiff standing cock bobbing outside his spandex tights as he crouched down before Wolvie's head. "Reminds ya of the time, --oh bout 15 years ago I recon..., when I last took yur cherry cunt right here in Canada...! Do ya remember, runt?" asked Sabretooth, enjoying the sight of the teen fucking his enemy. "X's a lot like his daddy, ain't he? Believes'n leavin' his mark, dominatin' his prey, and jucin' up a good tight hole!" laughed the bigger man, his hard cock hanging stiffly before Wolverine's face. "Lucky for us yur healin' factor keeps that hole nice an' tight..., makin' each new fuck as good as the first! Ov course..., it might not be that hot fer YOU!" he laughed.
Wolverine could feel the boy fucking him harder now, using every ounce of muscles to drive his ample boy-cock deep into his ass vitals. Hammering hard, purposely trying to cause him as much pain and discomfort as possible. Despite Wolverine's situation, he felt his own cock becoming rock hard underneath him, stabbing a hole directly into the snow soil with each thrust the boy made into him from behind. Wolverine couldn't see the boy's face, but he could definitely tell by the increase of thrusts that he was quickly nearing an arousing orgasm. When Wolverine's mouth dropped open for an unexpected moan, Sabretooth was tempted to ram his own cock inside, thinking better of the idea when he realized a simple sink of the teeth and he could lose his most prized possession...
"After Weapon-X finishes usin' ya..., I think I'll take another turn...!" he suggested instead, his dick aching for another bout at his brother's ass.
Wolverine merely looked up at him with distain at the thought of begging fucked again...
Weapon-X had fucked assholes before, during military trainings he often conquered his enemies by butt fucking them against their wills. Overtime some of the army men [and members of Alpha Flight for that matter] began wearing butt armor to try to save their anuses from further brutality, but Weapon-X would simply slice through the metal plating and seize the prizes hiding deep between their butt cheeks, claiming it as his own.
Wolverine's asshole however was the strongest and tightest he'd ever been in. With each new plunge his cock made into the superhero's backside, he could feel the hole regenerate and tighten stronger than the second before, giving his cock a consistent tight massage as he thrust in and out. Wolverine however felt each inward plunge as a new penetration, his hole acting virginal after each new stroke. The pain was searing and consistent, leaving him often with a sore pride which took much longer to heal. Weapon-X whaled into Wolverine's ass until he felt his dick head swell, then started hosing the interior of the older man's intestines with his hot creamy teen load. Wolverine could feel the young cock jumping and jerking inside him, filling him full of hot cum as Weapon-X growled and howled triumphantly on top.
"That's m'boy...! Breed that hole!" cheered Sabretooth, his own cock salivating pre-cum at the thought of going next.
Weapon-X withered about Wolverine's back, jerking out the last drops of his seed before yanking free. Wolverine cried out loud as his asshole was forced to give up the cock, the tight hairy hole sealing itself completely, trapping the hot boy-cum inside him. "My turn...!" insisted Sabretooth, climbing on top as Weapon-X moved away. He aimed his huge hard cock up to the sealed manhole, the bulbous head kissing against the clinched cheeks. "Say goodbye to yur cunt, runt!" he whispered, before ramming forth.
"AARRRRHHHHHGGGG...!!!" screamed Wolverine as Sabretooth's bigger, stronger cock bore straight through him like a cannon. Impaled, Wolverine reached back and grabbed a fistful of his brother's long mane, Sabretooth was in such delight to be back up in his favorite cunt again, that he didn't even notice Wolverine had had a fistful of his mane until he flipped him over off his back [Sabretooth's bare cock ripping from Wolverine's gripping hole] as Sabretooth landed on his back in the snow. Growling with anger, Sabretooth quickly sprung to his feet and tackled Wolverine into the snow before he could counter-react. Pinning Wolverine down on his back, Sabretooth raised both of Wolvie's legs, then re-rammed his cock back into his wet hole.
"NOTHING'll keep me from fuckin' this cunt, runt!" swore Sabre, ramming forth as he began to fuck.
With an animal roar, Wolverine extended his sharp claws, then rammed them straight up into Sabretooth's ribs. Sabretooth yelled out loud in searing pain as Wolverine's claws easily sliced through him. Wolverine was just about to slice them straight up through his brother's heart when Weapon-X suddenly grabbed his wrists, ripping his claws out of his brother and pinning his arms down overhead in the snow. "Nice goin' SON..." said Sabretooth, still fucking his brother even as his healing factor began to kick in. Wolverine was pinned down by both men as Weapon-X secured his wrists, and Sabretooth held his legs down against his chest by the backs of his thighs while jamming and ramming his mighty cock through his sore ass.
"THIS was how I always wanted you, brother..." snarled Sabretooth, staring down into his half brother's watery eyes. "...on yur back servicing me, the MIGHTEST ov us two! You were always second rate to me, Logan..., and NOW everyone knows it!"
"Enjoy this fuck'n while ya can, Victor..." said Wolverine, defiant til the end. "...cuz if it was'n fo the squirt here..., it'd be YUR ass inna sling instead ov mine!"
"The BOY definitely helped..." admitted Sabretooth, never missing a stroke as he continuously slammed his hips into Wolverine's upturned ass. "...but don't get it twisted..., I'd've gotten ya even without his help!"
"Ya SHO bout that, bruh...?" asked Wolverine, challenging Sabretooth.
Victor snarled as he realized what Logan was doing...
"Don't make it worse on yurself, baby bro..." he said, drool dripping down from his bottom lip. "...makin' me angry'll only get yur ass fucked harder!"
"I doubt it..." challenged Wolverine. "...the KID fucked me twice as hard, and talked half as much!"
"Okay, runt..., you asked for it!" threatened Sabretooth, pulling Logan up out of the snow. With Weapon-X still securing his wrists, Sabretooth gripped Wolverine by his waist [bending his back into an arched bow], and began hammering through him with all the strength of a gorilla. Wolverine bit his lower lip to keep from wailing out in pain, not wanting his brother to know he was getting the best of him. "Is THIS whut ya wanted, runt...?" asked Sabretooth, losing control of himself as he fucked hard and strong, his animal instincts becoming dominate over his human side.
Wolverine felt the big cock boring through his tightly gripped anus, plunging deep inside him with every thrust. Wolverine used Sabretooth's lack of commonsense to wrap his legs about the older brother's back, then squeezed his inner thighs in around Sabre's ribcage.
"RRAAAHHHHHH...!!" screamed Sabretooth as 2 of his ribs cracked.
Throwing Wolverine to the ground, he stabbed into him with his claws, ripping fresh wounds through his body. Pushing one legs up into the air, Sabretooth quick re-mounted his prey and began fucking once again, even while he continued to claw at Wolvie's body, trying to make his younger brother bleed to death.
"X..., help me finish em off...!" he insisted, dragging the boy back into the fight.
<"NO!"> answered Weapon-X, releasing Wolverine's hands as he stood up and stepped back. <"You said you could beat him without my help..."> continued the boy, watching. <"...prove it!">
"Why you lil' snot-nosed piece of..." started Sabretooth, looking up at Weapon-X angrily. "I helped raise you from an infant..., and THIS is how you repay me...?!!"
<"I was raised inside of laboratory..."> countered X, <"...I rarely saw you or mother...!">
"And you know WHY...?" asked Sabretooth, fucking Wolverine harder. "Becuz you were a mistake! The bastard child of Yuriko and my brother! YES..., Wolverine was yur father, NOT me!"
Anger swelled up inside Weapon-X as his eyes glossed over white. His claws quickly extended as he charged Sabretooth with blind rage. Sabretooth picked Wolverine up out of the snow, making him a human shield as Weapon-X's claws pierced straight through him. With Wolverine thoroughly planted on X's claws, Sabretooth threw the X-Man onto his nephew, knocking both family members to the ground. Then with incredible speed, he quickly wiped around and grabbed a fistful of Weapon-X's hair, and snapped his neck. X fell to the ground dead, his young body making a [thump] in the snow.
"no..." cried Wolverine, seeing his biological son murdered.
Sabretooth walked around behind the boy, ripped off the ass of his tights, then pulled the boy's limp body up into a limp doggy style position.
"I always wanted to fuck this lil runt's bare cunt...!" said Sabretooth, ramming his dick forth.
His cock plunged straight into the dead boy's body, piercing his virgin anal ring as Sabretooth immediately began fucking away, knowing it was only a matter of minutes before Wolverine's strength would return. Wolverine watched helplessly as Sabretooth fucked his son, ramming Weapon-X from behind, treating his body like a ragdoll. "FUCK this hole is tight..." said Sabre, pounding away. "...shame YOU won't eva getta chance to feel it...!" added, looking down at Wolverine who was slow to recover. He held Weapon-X by the waist as he fucked into his ass, taking the boy's virginity just as he did his father's decades ago as young boys sharing the same bed (last chap , FLASHBACK).
Wolverine had wanted to save his boy the indignity he suffered as a child. He wanted to run to his rescue, but couldn't move until his extensive wounds all healed. Sabretooth was so busy whacking away in X's ass, that he didn't even hear the quick moving footsteps of the boy's mother rushing up behind him.
<"YYYIIIIIIIIIIIII...!!"> screamed Yuriko, soaring through the air like a gazelle, her 12" long finger-knives poised for attack as she sliced 10 sharp wounds along the back of Sabretooth's neck, nearly severing his head.
"BITCH!!" screamed Sabretooth, dropping Weapon-X.
<"I TOLD you, Victor-san..., you could kill Wolverine..., but NOT his son!"> said Lady Deathstrike, striking a death pose as she awaited Sabretooth's next move.
"I helped raised that boy..." yelled Sabretooth, rushing the mother as the two went into offensive acrobats, trying to out maneuver one another. "...I can do anything I want to him!"
<"Over MY dead body!"> said Yuriko, fighting valiantly.
"Okay!" responded Sabretooth, charging her as she fought back defensively.
Wolverine felt some of his strength returning as he crawled over to the boy. Weapon-X lay motionless, his body as limp as wilted lettuce. Wolverine pulled the boy into his arms, gently stroking the contours of his face as he finally saw the resemblance. A tear formed in his eye as he mourned the death of the son he never knew he had. He was just about to put the boy down to rest, when he felt a spark of life kick back into his body.
16 year old Weapon-X's healing factor kicked in, repairing the damage done to his neck and spinal cord. He looked up into his father's face, and for a split second, felt love. But the feeling only lasted a second before he shoved Wolverine away, and looked for Sabretooth...
In the distance he could see Sabretooth and his mother fighting. Rushing to her aid, he quickly popped his claws and started towards them, when he suddenly felt Wolverine pulling him back.
"NO, WAIT...!" said the older man, wanting to see his son up close.
Weapon-X pushed Wolverine down, shoving him hard. The X-Man looked up into the Alpha Flight's eyes bewildered, how could the boy hate him so much? Just then they heard a faint scream, as Sabretooth and Lady Deathstrike both fell over a 1000 foot drop off the side of a cliff. Weapon-X dashed over to the side, peering over to see if there was any signs of life? But the jagged rocks and steep incline could only prove fatal as the boy fell to his knees in anguish over his mother's death.
Wolverine walked up behind him, touching the boy gently about the shoulder. Weapon-X spun around, his popped claws ready for a rematch as he and Wolverine had a standoff...
<"Like I TOLD you before, kid..., I'm NOT yur enemy...! I don't' wanna fight you!"> said Wolverine, trying to appeal to reason. <"I'm yur father...! Victor and yur mother hid you from me all these years...! They wanted to turn you against me so you'd hate me as much as THEY did! I didn't abandon you..., I neva knew you existed!">
<"LIAR!!"> yelled Weapon-X emotionally, tears flowing from his eyes as he swung wildly at his father.
<"It's true..."> defended Wolverine, easily evading his swings as he grabbed Weapon-X in his arms and pulled him down to the ground in a forced hug. <"...if I knew you existed..., I neva would've left ya b'hind...! I'd've taken ya with me..., shown ya th' world...! Not kept ya locked up in some lab as some experiment!"
Weapon-X resisted all but a second, before collapsing in his father's grasp, knowing the words were true. He cried like a baby in his father's arms, feeling safe and secure for the first time in his life. Wolverine couldn't believe the bond he'd just made, after going through his entire life feeling like a loner. <"Department-H did this to us..."> said the X-Man, knowing the government agency had always been up to no good. <"...if it weren't for THEM..., we could've had a life together!">
Weapon-X broke contact with his father, as memories of his tortured childhood played back in his head. Hours upon hours of tests, training courses and maneuvers, teaching him to become an assassin. Teaching him to become the next Wolverine. Forever losing his childhood.
Now it all made sense...
<"Hey..., where'r ya goin'...?!"> asked Wolverine, as Weapon-X jumped up out of his arms and quickly ran back through the bushes..., back towards the laboratories...
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DEPARTMENT-H Underground Laboratory...
Striker had lost contact with Sabretooth, Lady Deathstrike, and Weapon-X, scanning the monitors which showed nothing but vast wilderness. With security on high alert, he knew unless he saw the head of Wolverine on a platter, that the chances of him surviving were 50/50 at best. While Sabretooth and Lady Deathstrike were formidable foes by any means, adding the deadly talents of Weapon-X [Stryker's very own secret weapon] was sure to put the nail in Wolverine's coffin. He was confident that Wolverine was dead, but not positive.
He watched the monitors anxiously, hoping to see them carrying Wolverine's dead body (in pieces). As a precaution, he sent Guardian out to scout the area, looking for any signs of life. Guardian (James Hudson in a super-powered battle-suit) flew up one of the underground's main air vents until he hit open air. Soaring high above the trees, he flew in the direction of the fight, looking to give aid if needed.
From the ground, Wolverine saw Guardian flying high above, heading into the direction of the great battle. He knew it wouldn't take the scouter long to find the battle-site (given all the blood staining the pure white snow), but not any bodies. Wolverine knew once he reported the lack of a body as confirmation, Striker would have the entire base sealed and searched, knowing he would (most likely) backtrack back to the base.
As the underground lab came into view, Wolverine saw Weapon-X (a few hundred yards ahead) jump down into one of the large round circular air ducts sending oxygen into the facility. Wolverine followed in his son's footsteps through the snow, making it appear as if there was only one set of tracks. Climbing down the air duct, he descended all the way to the bottom, where he found the first guard lying dead, bleeding from stab wounds undoubtedly inflicted by his son. Sniffing the air, Wolverine found X's scent, then started off in his direction, finding even more dead (or dying) guardsmen in his wake.
One level down, Puck (the midget acrobat at 4'3") was just coming out of his room when he saw a security guard being tossed into a nearby wall. Sensing trouble, he prepared to alert the rest of his Alpha Flight team, when he saw Weapon-X round the corner. "X..." he whispered out loud. "...someone's IN the building...! Did you see Wolverine...?"
"Unfortunately I did..." said the young proto-type. Puck saw the rage on X's face, but it was too late. He barely had a chance to turn around before the boy was on his back. Puck felt a kick to the back send him face first back into his room. Crashing into the nightstand, Weapon-X pounced on top of him, then ripped the ass off Puck's lounging pants and plunged his hard-on straight up the midget's ass. When Puck opened his mouth to scream, X simply covered his mouth with his hand before reaching up and grabbing a pillow off Puck's bed and placing it over his face. Muffling Puck's screams, Weapon-X went into animal mode and fucked the older man right there in his very own room. Puck could feel the boy's teen cock fucking through his tight hairy asshole, plunging deep into his compact body as he struggled to free himself.
Weapon-X often dominated his foes by fucking them, stealing away their manhoods by reducing them to being nothing more than an asshole to house his cumloads. Puck could feel the hard-on ripping through his anal muscles, fucking him deep while his screams were being thoroughly stifled by the pillow. Unable to breathe in the process, Puck felt himself in the middle of suffocating, unable to get a decent breath in his lungs. Weapon-X soon felt the fight cease in Puck's body as he suddenly went limp. Sensing victory, X rammed his dick all the way up Puck's tightly compacted ass, then unloaded a heaping out batch of teen spunk directly in his bowels. He'd barely finished coming when he yanked out and began moving on, searching for his true target.
5 minutes later, Shaman (the Indian medicine man) happened along to find the guard's unconscious body in the hall. Checking his pulse, he glanced over towards Puck's room to find his little friend lying motionless on the floor. Rushing to his aid, he found Puck lying unconscious as well, a strange fluid dripping profusely from his naked upturned ass. Shaman reached down and pulled Puck's hairy ass cheeks apart, then gently poked a curious finger up his well stretched anus before lifting the finger to his nose and mouth for a sniff and a taste. It was definitely semen dripping from his straight friend's tiny ass, but who's? Who would have the power to overtake a guard AND Puck, then be ballsy enough to butt fuck him right there in his very own room in the presence of the other Alpha Flight members...?
Wolverine (just passing by) peaked his head into the room to see if Puck was alive, when Shaman (believing Wolvie the culprit) used his ancient powers over the Earth to cause a giant weed to grow under Wolverine's feet. Vines reached out of nowhere, entangling the X-Man quickly, lifting him up off of his feet.
"You fucked my friend..." said Shaman (doing mystical shit with his hands), causing a huge (dick shaped) weed to sprout up from the ground, through different floor levels and steel. "...I think it's only fitting that we return the favor...!"
"It wasn't ME...!" said Wolverine, as vines tightened in about his throat, cutting off his ability to talk.
"Classic last words..." said Shaman, posing the dick-weed just below Wolvie as the vines separated and spread his legs, --the same trick Shaman used to originally trap Wolverine (chap-17, scene-5).
Popping his claws, Wolverine quickly cut his way through the vines, swinging his way away from the dick-weed. Shaman created more vines, determined to finish what he started. Cutting his legs free, Wolverine somersaulted to the ground, then quickly charged Shaman with his elbows, his steel skeleton easily knocking the Indian for a loop.
"I tried being diplomatic..." said Wolverine, picking Shaman's half conscious body up off the floor and hoisting him high overhead. "...but you Alphaians are hard headed, n' won't take `leave me tha fuck alone' as a warning...!" Wolverine walked Shaman over to the giant dick-weed the medicine man had intended on stuffing up his ass, "So NOW we get serious...!" he added, planting Shaman down on the dick-weed (hard). Shaman's eyes bulged open when the dick shaped plant broke through the seat of his uniform and penetrated straight into his anus. Wolverine made sure he planted Shaman on at least 10 inches before leaving him there. Shaman could feel the plant already starting to fuck him, moving in and out and growing deeper inside him...
Wolverine walked out of Puck's room, then immediately ducked as a huge orange furred fist punched through the wall where his head would have been. Having sensed Sasquatch there at the last second, helped Wolverine from getting the jump put on him. Couched on the floor, he kicked out with his left legs and caught Sasquatch in the knee, causing it to buckle. Sasquatch (amazingly fast for a huge orange obstruction) grabbed Wolverine's foot and body slammed him upward against the ceiling before slamming him back to the ground. Wolverine allowed his animal instincts to kick in and take over as rage inflamed him. Like a wolverine trapped in a corner, he went for broke and charged Sasquatch with all the intensity of a mountain lion. Sensing fear in Sasquatch, Wolverine quickly took the aggressive role as several well placed punches with his adamantium fists knocked Sasquatch on his ass. Flipping the beast over, Wolverine parted the gorilla's furry ass cheeks, then rammed his short but extremely thick cock straight up the monster's backside. Sasquatch roared in pain as Wolverine grabbed two hefty fistfuls of his wooly hair, then butt fucked him doggy-style. Sasquatch felt the thick dick busting through his hairy anus again and again, reminding him of Sabretooth's thick cock which he felt ravishing his backside often. To Wolverine's surprise, Sasquatch didn't fight back. He simply moaned and groaned erotically, reaching down between his orange furred legs to stroke his enormously large 13" cock. Noticing Sasquatch's submission, Wolverine fucked him harder, driving his dick well into the furred ass.
Wolverine never felt more animalistic than when he fucked freely in a battle sequence, dominating his foe by taking his manhood forcibly in the face of danger. Sasquatch had obviously been broken, either by Weapon-X or Sabretooth, or both. Wolverine could feel the monster's asshole starting to deflower, becoming quickly accustomed to his cock as it sped through his rectum. In a matter of minutes he was hosing the floor with his plentiful seed, shooting onto the metal floor like an animal as Wolverine pounded his ass. Wolvie felt Sasquatch's orgasm when his asshole started to pulsate and spasm about his plunging manhood. Wolverine shoved all the way in and unloaded, firing round upon round of hot thick man-juice deep inside the sasquatch's ass. By the time Wolverine pulled out, the Sasquatch was already snoring, knocked out by an intense orgasm.
Striker was in his main War-room when the call came from Guardian that no bodies were found at the battle sight, prompting commander Striker to sound the alarms and put the base on lockdown. Security began checking the corridors, looking for breaks-ins as Strike prepared to abandon ship. He knew how dangerous Wolverine was as a one man army, and if his body was not found, the likelihood of him being dead was remote. It'd be better to abandon base, then come back once the coast was deemed clear.
Leaving the war-room through a secret corridor, Strike radioed his flight crew to man the jet, igniting his escape. The crew hurried to get things ready before his arrival, preparing the jet (and runway) for takeoff. As Striker came into the hanger, he found the jet ready for him, the engines already warming as he boarded his escape plan.
"Pilot..., set a course for Alaska...! We'll run the facility from up there until I get word that Wolverine's body has been found...!"
Striker prepared to get himself strapped into his seat, when he realized the pilot never replied. "Pilot...?" he called, looking towards the cockpit. Pulling a small (but affective) gun from his pocket, Striker walked cautiously up to the cockpit door and looked in, finding his pilot and co-pilot dead in their seats. "Oh god..." he said nervously, knowing that Wolverine was dangerously close. He was just about to yank the dead pilot from his seat and take over flying when an overhead compartment popped open (startling him). Striker fired his gun before even seeing who the threat was, catching a surprised Weapon-X in the shoulder.
The teenage boy fell to the ground with a THUD, bleeding from the shoulder...
"YOU...??" cried Striker, surprised to see his secret weapon. "YOU killed my flight crew...?? WHY...!??"
"You LIED to me about my father...!" answered X, holding his hurt shoulder as he looked up into his enemy's eyes.
"OH..." said Striker, aiming the gun between Weapon-X's eyes. "...you found out about Wolverine...!" he said, not even denying the lie.
"All this time..., you made me believe Sabretooth was my dad, and that Wolverine was my family's enemy for trying to ruin us..., when the whole time it was nothing but a LIE!"
"Oh Wolverine IS the enemy, Yuro..." assured Striker. "...just not yours! He became Department-H's thorn in the side when he left our facility and refused to lead Alpha Flight! He ruined a lot of potentially promising careers with that selfish decision..., as well as YOU and your mother Yuriko!"
"Was he aware my mother was pregnant when he left...?" asked X, still lying on the floor holding his healing shoulder.
"Does it matter...?" asked Striker. "At the end of the day, he WASN'T in your life...!"
"BECAUSE YOU CHASED HIM AWAY!" yelled X. Startled, Striker fired his gun unintentionally, afraid the boy was coming for him. The bullet hit Weapon-X between the eyes, burrowing into his brain. The teenager fall back dead against the floor, his body motionless as blood gushed from his forehead.
"NOOOO...!!" yelled Wolverine, standing in the jet's doorway as he witnessed the death of his son.
Striker aimed the gun in Wolverine's direction and began firing. The bullets tore through Wolverine's body, blood gushing from the various wounds as Wolverine (high off adrenaline and anger) charged Striker and ripped the gun from his hand.
"ARRRHH...!!" screamed Striker, as Wolverine gripped his arm and twisted it, breaking it easily in the process. "WAIT WOLVERINE, WAIT...!!" he pleaded, as Wolvie gut punched the older Official. Striker doubled over to his knees, holding his aching gut before throwing up the contents of his stomach. Wolverine walked around behind him, then ripped a large hole in the commander's pants, exposing his hairy ass. "NO! PLEASE..., WOLVERINE...WE CAN WORK THROUGH THIS...! I COULD MAKE ALL OF YOUR PROBLEMS GO AWAY!"
"My problems WAS away..." said Wolvie, grabbing the husky man's wide hips as he aimed his hard-on up to asshole and shoved forth. "...until YOU bought it all back to my doorstep, then killed my kid!"
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGG...!!!!" screamed commander Striker, as Wolverine's fat hard cock straight through Striker's ass.
The pain was excruciating. Striker felt the thick slab of hard human flesh rip through his body like a metal pole, breaking through flesh and blood to burst deeply into his gut. Without bothering to wait until Striker's body could adjust to the unexpected intrusion, Wolverine began the vengeful task of fucking his former commander, pulling his hips back to withdraw his thick fat uncut cock, only to re-ram it back in by slamming his metal skeleton into Striker's soft marshmallow ass with car crash impact.
Striker wailed in sheer pain after every inward thrust, his body jerking from the impacts as Wolverine fucked him ruthlessly.
From the aisle Wolverine noticed movement in his son's body. 16 year old Yuro was slow to rise up on his elbows, his brain slowly coming back around to the land of the living. Wolverine smiled when he saw his son's body repelling the bullet from his brain, his healing factor closing the hole as it resealed itself as if it never happened.
Striker too noticed the boy's recovery, as Weapon-X wiped the blood from his face...
"Welcome back, son...!" said Wolvie, still fucking his way through Striker's ass.
Weapon-X got up off the floor, his cock starting to harden at the sight of his father fucking the enemy. He got a perverse pleasure out of hearing Striker scream like a girl on the end of his father's cock. "I'm almost finished if ya wanna turn...!" announced Wolvie, slamming Striker's red sore ass several more times before thrusting in one last time.
"UUURRHHHH...!!!" grunted Striker, as Wolverine's cock pulsed and unloaded inside him, filling him with a series of hot sperm gushes. Wolvie yanked his cock free only after he finished his orgasm. Weapon-X walked around to the back of Striker, giving his father a huge hug before kneeling down behind the former commander. Striker groaned in despair as his body was about to be fucked a second time. Weapon-X took the commander by the hips, aimed his cock up to the puffy, swollen, cum leaking asshole without using his hands, then rammed his hips forth, burying his cock with one stroke. "AARRRRRRHHHHHHGGGG...!!!" screamed Striker, as the teen boy started fucking wildly.
"We'd betta git outta here b'fo the cavalry comes knockin'...!" said Wolverine, knowing they were on limited time. "You up fer comin' back to tha States wit' me...?" he asked his son, causing X to look back at him over his shoulder. "I live inna nice big mansion along wit' a bunch'a other mutants called tha X-Men..., and I'd love ya to be a student there..., learnin' how to use yur powers..., and git'n to kno' ME...!"
Weapon-X thought for a minute, even as he continued to pound into commander Striker's ass...
"Ok." he said simply, resuming his mission to add his load to that of his father's.
Wolverine pulled the two dead pilots from their seats, then sat them gently outside before closing the jet's doors and putting himself in the pilot's seat. He could still hear Striker grunting painfully after each of his son's fuck thrusts, and knew by the time they reached NYC Striker's ass would be caved in from the constant pounding. A fitting end for a complete asshole!
NEXT: New Bignnings
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