Wolverine's Daughter

Chapter 12

X was mid-way up the second stair when Victor strikes. Victor clawed his brothers back and out of panic, X was pushed harshly on the back. The push caused her to slam on the hardwood stairs. Her head hit the edge of a stair first, then her chest and her legs.

She was locked out cold.

Logan ignored the pain and watched as his daughter fell and become unconscious. He tried to help but it was to late.

His animal whimpered for their pup, but that sadness soon became extreme anger. Victor was the one who caused it. Victor caused him to push his pup.
Victor was the one to make her unconscious.
Victor.

Logan swung around and growled the loudest growl anyone has ever heard.

He then snarled and came at Victor with full force.

Logan pushed out his claws and swiped at Victor.

He stuck his claws threw Victor's chest and then took his claws back in again.

During all this, the so called 'X-Trio' was treated for their wounds. They didn't know anything about what happened or what was happening. They only knew that Logan was going to kick Victor's a** for coming at him.

Talking about Logan, he started to pound Victor's head with his fists. Then he raised up Victor's body and slammed it into the ground.

Victor didn't fight back. It's not that he couldn't, it was because he was in shock. His brother came at him, ready to kill. Of course they fought before but this was a new thing to him.

Logan was ready for blood, Victor knew that.

With one more body slam and a few more punches, Victor's world became dark.

Logan's breath was ragged. He was still angry. His pup was hurt.

'Pup'

Logan rushed over to X's body which was still on the stairs.
She was still breathing, thank goodness. But she wasn't awake.

"Pup? Hey kid?" He tapped her cheek with his palm. He started to shake her, as if she was just taking a nap.

"Logan?" A males voice said his name lightly. He ignored it and tried to wake up his daughter a few more times.

"Logan!" Said person whipped around and shielded his daughter from the person who was trying to gain his attention.

"What Hank?" The furry beast in question tried to look behind him to see what condition Logan's daughter was in.

"Can I examine her? To see if she'll wake up?" Hank was careful with his words. He didn't want and angry feral on his hands, an angry papa feral at that.

"You mean when she wakes up. When." Logan added.

Hank just nodded, and didn't what to assure Logan anything just yet. For all Hank knew, she could wake up in an hour and be fine, but there was also a chance that she wouldn't wake up at all. Sure, ferals are almost invincible but that only until they mature. Even if they were trained like these two adults.

Logan scooted over to give Hank access to his daughter.