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Logan X Reader: Mission to Kill (One-Shot!)

Logan X Reader: Mission to Kill (One-Shot!)

You were on the run ever since you had escaped from William Stryker's lab, you owned a bar in Alaska, you were the only one working tonight and it was now closing time. You were cleaning some glasses behind the bar, your back facing the door. You suddenly heard the door open; you sighed and put the class down throwing the towel over your shoulder.

"We're close, we open in the morning at 6 am" You said turning around, you saw a tall buffy looking man with thick dark brown hair and mutton chops. The man was dressed in jeans, a red and black plaid shirt and a brown leather jacket.

"Are you __________ ___________?" The man asked.

That was your real name, but you had to make up a fake name so it would be harder for Stryker and his men to find you.

"No... Sorry..." You said and walked out from behind the bar looking at the man, "I need you to leave sir, we're open tomorrow in the morning so you can come back then" You said sternly.

"Names Logan Princess, you know... You look a lot like that _________ chick, sorry to bother you" He mumbled walking out of the bar.

You took a relaxing breath, but suddenly, you were grabbed and thrown across the room.

Logan growled angrily as Adamantium claws came out of his knuckles; he walked toward you, fiery in his eyes that were a strange metallic colour.

You got up looking at Logan shocked; you quickly hoped over the bar counter and pulled out a Ruger Red Label shot gun, "Get out of my bar!" You shouted pointing the loaded gun at him.

"You think a shot gun is going to hurt me bub?" Logan chuckled.

You shot Logan in the chest, you gasped as the man stumbled back at bit but soon resumed his steady ground, you watched Logan's chest wound heal before your eyes.

Logan walked up to the counter and cut the tip of the shot gun.

You squealed and dropped the shot gun pulling out a soda dispenser hose and sprayed soda all over Logan, you quickly hoped over the bar and ran upstairs and closed the door locking it.

Logan growled and shook, he walked upstairs and burst through the door, he looked around for you but you weren't in sight.

You were hiding in your closet; you covered your mouth with your hands hoping he wouldn't hear your breathing.

Logan sniffed the air and pivoted on the heels of his feet, he looked at the closet, his metal claws retracted as he opened the closet.

You squealed and hoped onto of Logan tackling him; you flashed your fangs at him before getting off him and running back downstairs.

Logan grabbed your ankle and pulled you back toward him.

You screamed at the top of your lungs.

Logan climbed on top of you and pinned you down, "Stryker sent me, end of the line princess" Logan growled and raised a clenched fist; three metal claws came out of his knuckles.