Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2011 15:23:08 -0500 (EST)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: xmen tales-19 / weapon-X

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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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X-Men Tales: -pt19
	Title: WEAPON-X


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


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...



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


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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