Mind Games [A Wolverine/X-Men Fan Fiction] #Wattys2014

Chapter Thirteen: Welcome Back, Wolverine

| Chapter Thirteen: Welcome Back, Wolverine |

Logan couldn't believe what he was hearing. She has to break through the mind control, it's the only way he can save the rest of the mutants before it's too late. Before they all die...

He still felt weary, and his head was pounding hard, making it hard to focus. Staring at Leila, he noticed she was smirking again. She knew how he felt and she found it amusing... again. This sparked anger in him again, and anger is what usually fuels the stupidest actions.

He clenched his fists, allowing his claws to slide through once more, and as he was about to plunge them into Stryker and Leila, he stopped. Logan couldn't move, his claws were stuck out and his elbows stayed bent.

"What the-"

Stryker looked at Logan with a smirk on his face. "Thank you, Leila." Logan's eyes went down to Leila who also displayed the same amused smirk on her face.

"Leila, stop this."

"No," she laughed.

Then, something happened that started to alarm Logan. The screams and shouts of anguish were starting to die down. They were starting to stop. Either she was losing grip on killing them or... they were dead.

"No!" Logan pulled hard as if he were being held by tight ropes. After struggling for a while more, he realized it was pointless as the mutant shouts were sounding more like ghosts wandering the mansion.

Stryker looked at an imaginary watch on his wrist and chuckled. "Look at the time!" he exclaimed. "I must be going. Be a good boy Wolverine," Stryker said amused as he patted Logan's cheeks. Logan growled in response.

He noticed Stryker wasn't headed through the door.

Stryker was headed to the Professor's room.

"Why is he going there?" he asked first to Leila. "What is he going to do to Charles?!" he asked more loudly and threatening.

"You don't think I was killing all of them myself, did you?" Leila chuckled. "Xavier knows where all the mutants are from Cerebro, right? I just-"

"You're making him kill them all..."

"And Stryker wants to take the pleasure in killing him for not being able to help his son!"

Logan's eyes went wide with fear. "No, no, no! No, he can't do that!" he shouted at her. "Don't you think he'll kill you too?! You're killing your own kind Leila! This is wrong- worst than what humans have ever put us through! Most of the world accepts us into society now, but Stryker is one of those stupid guys who just can't live with change!"

"Doesn't it make you someone who can't live with change? Someone who can't accept that fact that there will be little to no mutants left over. You, Sabertooth, and I will most likely be the only mutants left in the world... to kill other mutants, of course."

She actually made a little sense. Logan couldn't accept that Stryker was going to kill all the mutants-it just wasn't right in his eyes. Letting the mutants live with society and be themselves wasn't right in Stryker's eyes either. Logan still couldn't let it happen. He couldn't let innocents die, it wasn't in his nature.

"Leila... you let me go. Now!" he ordered, harshly, trying to make it fast before all the shouts of anguish died out.

"Lemme think about it. No," she said simply, and then giggled. Logan struggled against the psychic hold as if he could just break through his with brute strength, but he knew he couldn't eventually and stopped trying before he tired himself out completely.