--Unknown--

Logan groaned in pain as he sat down on a metal chair. The walls around him were covered in metal tiles and there was a window to its side. He held on to the chair as he tried to recover some memory of what happened when he was still in the streets. Yes, he did meet Bruce Banner and got kicked in the ass by his alter ego, Hulk.

"Anybody there? I'm bored over here. I'm expecting a Captain America or a Black Widow to show up. I'm expecting the Black Widow." Logan said

Nobody answered, and what was the surprise. Nobody answers him and quite frankly, nobody gives a shit about him. It's always about the other X-Men in the spotlight while he's in the background trying to figure out who the fuck he is! What a great fucking world we have.

He touched his neck, there was already a beard growing in that spot so he wanted to shave it. As he continued to stroke his hands on it, the walls opened.

"Good morning, Mr. Howlett. How was your sleep?" Reed asked, entering through the open walls

"Very funny, indeed. Where the fuck am I?!" Logan shouted

"You don't seem like yourself today. Is it because of Banner, is he giving you a hard time."

"Let me try to think here." Logan said. "He threw me across New York, he gave me a wound on the head which still hurts a lot and he laid an entire building on me. So if you think about it, no. I'm having fun. I'm having the time of my fucking life! Do I even have one?!" Logan threw his chair across the room

"If I think about it, you're just a man trying to find a way to kill yourself. But the more you find a way to kill yourself, you don't do it because you care for the people around you. You care for others, Logan." Reed said, looking at his chart

"What are you looking at? When you and your wife will finally get a child?" Logan chuckled

"Haha... You got me again. I'm looking at your heart rate for the last few hours. It's pretty good."

"When Bruce brought me here, what did he say?" Logan said, walking around Reed

"To take care of you because you are quite aggressive. By the way, how is Charles?"

"Been a pain in the ass. They don't know what to do with the school. Even I don't know what I should do?"

"I suggest you take it easy and live here for a while. I can predict tha-." Reed said, before getting cut off by Logan

"I know you want me to stay here to recover, but a whole goddamn army is hunting me right now."

"But if you stay here with us you can develop your relationships with the Fantastic Four. You can develop new friends and you can also have allies going to battle."

"I had enough things weighing on my shoulders. I need to get away from here before hurting more innocent people."

Reed sighed and looked at the open walls. "Fine. But you have to promise me that no lives will be killed, the innocent will live, the guilty will die."

"I promise you Doctor, no innocent person will die. Not a single one."

Logan left the facility through the doors wearing new clothes. Finally, his sleeveless shirt and brown coat was with him. He was also wearing some jeans and some brown boots. It was early morning, people were on their way to work either walking to their work places or driving there. This time, due to being hunted, Logan decided to walk but wearing a hat.

He first walked through the alleyways to find a dumpster with a worn out hat in it. It took multiple dumpsters to find it, but their was a hat that could fit him behind the trash bins. Now he went into the streets of New York but he knew something was wrong. He was walking through the streets without a purpose. He did not have any plans to do or any tasks, he was just walking.

Maybe he could go to Charles and meet him. No, he's sure Remy has got it. It was dumb to go meet the Avengers after fighting Iron Man and the Hulk. But someone near him was familiar. He was bald and was on a wheelchair. It was Charles.

"Logan, why won't you come back? We need you. Jean needs you. Hank needs you. Scott needs you." Charles said

"Are you using Cerebro? 'Cause if you are, I look like a complete idiot talking to nothing." Logan said, looking around him

"Yes, I am using Cerebro. Remy has spoken to me about the incident and I tried to bring him back. It did not work out and he concluded with him going back to Australia."

"Well then, why are you calling me then?"

"Because I sense a dark path coming to the School. I sense an elimination of mutants here in the School. We need you to come back."

"Are you sure you are feeling that? Because what I'm feeling is bullshit. You have Colossus, Nightcrawler and even Bishop. Those are some of your strongest X-Men but you pick me. A sad, sad bastard who's trying to fix his life but it's always coming back to him."

"You are the one to do this, Logan. Yes, you may not be the strongest X-Men but you have the heart to protect the ones you love. So help me as I prepare for this invasion."

"I'm sure you can find a better mutant than me." Logan said, walking away from Charles

The farther Logan went, the less he saw Charles. Once he was out of sight, he thought of who possibly can Charles be talking about. He has Colossus and Bishop but he is worried about something much dangerous. Something more powerful. Wait. What about HYDRA?