Misery || Wolverine

Part 23

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The search for Stryker went just as I expected, constantly running into dead ends and watching how it drove Logan insane. We chased around Logan's old hiding places, even some of mine, we've been at it for almost two weeks, yet nothing. Stryker has successfully moved his operation entirely underground, who knew if he still was even at it. Or alive. As for me, I've been keeping communication with Charles. He'd check in on the progress from time to time, or even to chat about the weather. I decided it was the right idea to keep him in the loop in case this does go south. I told him to keep an eye on us. This was Logan's fantasy at hand and Charles knew what it meant to him, though we both agreed it wasn't a good idea, he kept his distance from us, monitoring us from afar. I've followed Logan wherever he decided we should go next, which has led us to Stryker's old base in the woods, where Logan and I first met. I've watched him go insane over these eleven days and I knew I had to put a pin in it soon. 

We walked through the woods that we once ran through together in the cold. Though we must have been coming from a different direction, I swear I could recognize the trees. They sent my skin crawling.

"What are you gonna do if he's still there," I asked him, he kept an eager pace a small bit ahead of me, hard for me to keep up.

"I'm gonna take his head."

Aggressive. As he's been this entire time, I just didn't have it in me to tell him he's chasing after something he won't find.

"Come on-" He nudges his head as the old facility comes into view. "Anyone there?"

I tap my mind in for a second and feel no one but him, I shake my head correspondingly. He lets out a disappointed huff, yet we keep walking towards it.

"I said there's no one here, why are we going there?" I jog up to be beside him, looking at him as he kept his eyes straight ahead.

"Maybe there's something inside to lead us to him."

"Like what?"

"An address or something. I don't know!" Logan tries to calm himself down with a breath, keeping his pace steady. "Just trust me."

I roll my eyes. "I've trusted you this entire time, Logan, do you see Stryker's head anywhere?" I sarcastically remarked. I was growing tired of this and rather homesick towards the school.

"Still going at it?" Charles rings through my head. "He won't find anything."

I could count on him around this time of day to speak to me.

"Like I don't know that."

"Then end this wild goose chase."

"I will."

"Then what are you saying? We should turn back?" Logan suddenly stops in his tracks.

"Maybe that is what I'm saying. We can't be on the run again."

"Then go home."

I didn't like that tone. He continues to walk, but I stay put and after the few steps he takes, I keep him put.

He sighs. "Let me go, Bon."

"You're just gonna get disappointed." I truthfully tell him, watching him as he's stuck in one place, he wasn't fighting it at all.

"Then I'll keep looking until I'm not." He calmly says, and I know I have no right to stop him in his pursuit. I let him walk.

We approach the abandoned facility. Through the years nature has reclaimed it and it almost looked natural amongst the landscape, before it looked too sterile, and stuck out like a sore thumb. I guess back then Stryker didn't care. I felt myself get uneasy, actually really nauseous at the sight of it. I knew there wasn't any danger, no evil was left behind except for the memories that stuck with me through these years.