12-03-2004, 09:02 PM
New York City
2 Years ago...
The battle had been raging on for at least an hour, but he had only arrived minutes ago. From what he had witnessed, the armor clad giant known as the Juggernaut had been giving the Avengers a severe trouncing throughout the battle and in the process destroying a good part of the city. He did not know the cause of this feud, nor did he care. He had other buisness to take care of, arrangements to be made before he could leave. But during his little errands he had wondered onto the warzone that lay before him, and he decided to take a few minutes out of his schedule to watch, and study the super powered beings. He usually used such opportunities as these to analyze them, heroes and villians, examining their strengths and weaknesses, and locking into memory what he observed. It had been what he was doing for the past several minutes.
The Juggernaut clearly held the advantage, as the Avengers seemed to powerless to stop him. He had been studying the Juggernaut. He knew his weakness, and was certain he could defeat the brute within a minute. But this was not his fight. He was not interested in 'protecting the innocent' or prancing around as self proclaimed 'heroes'. He had better things to do than waste his time and he knew that the Juggernaut would eventually fall to his opponents. Eventually.
He turned to leave from his spot on the roof, heading back to Fisk Inc. But apparently during his time observing the battle, he had been spotted by one of the Avengers, as a voice called out to him.
"Logan! Wait!"
He recognized it immediately and a look of disgust filled his face as the hero approached. He knew what was coming.
"Logan, we need your help!"
Logan continued to walk away, his back facing the costumed arachnid who's presence had already started to annoy him.
"Get lost, Parker. Don't you have a puppy to go save?"
The remark had obviously angered the spider, as his voice grew tense, as if he was doing his best to hold it all back.
"You can't walk away! There are innocent people down there! He could kill them!!"
"I have more important things to do than babysit you and your little friends, Parker."
Logan's pace had not slowed in the slightest, and he continued towards his destination, telekentically carrying himself from one rooftop to another, but Spider-Man had landed on it first, blocking his path.
"How can you be so cold hearted?! That monster is going to destroy half the city and take everyone with it if we don't do something!"
Logan stopped where he was, clearly becoming more annoyed with the masked hero's persistence.
"Get out of my way."
He spoke in a low onimous tone, warning Parker of what was to come. The spider, however, did not seem to heed this particular warning.
"You have the power to stop him! I know you do! I've seen you use it! So why won't you help!?"
"Get out of my way, Parker, or I'll move you myself."
His voice was rising as was his anger, but again, the arachnid ignored it.
"You have a responsibility, Logan!! You have great power, and with that comes great responsibility! Those people down there need your hel-"
He didn't get to finish his statement. Before he had time to react he was sent flying backwards. Logan noted how he must have been expecting it because part of the roof top was stuck to the bottom of his feet as he flew, landing several rooftops ahead of Logan. Logan cooly glided towards were the spider lay, landing on the roof and looming over him.
"I don't care about your responsibility, Parker. I don't care about your team, I don't care about you, and I don't care about your problems, so why don't you save your little girl scout speech for someone who actually cares?"
An explosion could be heard in the distance, coming from the direction from where the Juggernaut was last seen. Peter heard it too, for he was immediately up on his feet and heading over to the edge of the rooftop, pausing for a moment before he continued.
"A young man lost his son today because of that maniac. What if that son had been your brother?"
Peter's head turned to face Logan, and even though he was wearing a mask, Logan could feel the angered glare the arachnid was giving him. There was a moment of silence and then the spider was off, racing to go help his friends, leaving Logan by alone.
Thrity minutes had gone by since his little chat with Logan. He had hoped that maybe the telekenetic would put his stubbornness aside for once, but that did not seem to be the case. It frustrated Peter to now end. The man had so much power, so much potential, and yet he chose to use it all on his own selfish desires rather than lend them a hand.
He turned his attention to the fight at hand. Things had taken a turn for the worst. He currently was suffering from three cracked ribs and a dislocated shoulder, Iron Man's suit had been critically damaged, taking him out of the fight, The Human Torch had been knocked out cold, Cyclops had passed out from opening his eyes without his visor for too long, Sue Storms was currently helping Rogue evacuate a collapsing building, and She-Hulk...
A thunderous blow filled the air around them and Spider-Man watched as She-Hulk was sent flying into the distance.
"HAHAHA! You can't stop me! I'm the Juggernaut! Anything in my way either moves or gets trambl-."
Marko stopped as he felt something break upon his armored chest. He looked down, confused at what lay there. A small paperclip had seemingly been thrown at the behemoth, resulting in the small metal object to deflect of his armor and fall to the ground. The sight confused him, but the giant did not have time to ponder it as he was suddenly assualted by another one, followed by another. Each one hit him with twice as much force as the one before it. The rained upon his armor, one after the other, and though he was unharmed by the assualt, he was still very much puzzled. Until, finally, one gave at him with so great a force, that it actually pierced his armor and dug its way into it. The Juggernaut raised his gaze to see his assualter standing a good distance away from him. The man, who had now captured the attention of the other heroes, had a smirk across his face, and the wind caught his cloud white trench coat, blowing it to the right.
"Paper clips? You attacked me with paper clips!?!"
The giant stood perplexed at first, but then broke out in a hoarse laughter that seemed to shake the world around them. Logan did not seem to be phased by this.
"Yes, but not to attack you. I wanted to test my theory on how to beat you, and now I know it's right. You may ben unstoppable, but that's only as long as you can keep walking. Take away your legs, and your helpless."
Such a bold statement only broadened the smile on Marko's face.
"Oh reallly? And you think you can do that with paper clips?!"
Logan ignored the question, looking down at his belt and removing two metal rods that were attached to them.
"Tell me, Marko, do you know what a tornado is?"
The Juggernaut took offense to the statement, his expression going sullen.
"Are you calling me stupid?! Course I know what a tornado is! It's a bunch of wind!!"
Logan's eyes remained on the metal rods in his hands, seemingly entranced by them.
"I didn't ask what makes a tornado, I asked if you knew what it is."
Marko was clearly confused by this as his only response was a dull 'uh.' Logan let out a sigh before proceeding.
"A tornado is a force of nature, so strong infact, that nothing constructed by humanity can stop it. We can build structures that can resist its force and barely escape, mostly in one piece, but we have nothing that can go head to head with a tornado and come out as the victor. This force of nature is so strong, in fact, that it can build up enough momentum to send a single paper clip through wood, brick, and, if the tornado is powerful enough, even metal."
Logan's thumbs pushed a button that rested on each of the rods, extending them several feet long.
"Do you know what I'm holding Marko? I'm holding two bo staffs constructed of adamantium, the strongest metal in the world, and almost indestructible. Now consider what I told you and consider that paper clip lodged into your armor. If I can generate enough force to allow a paper clip to pierce your armor, imagine what would happen if I hit you with these staffs instead."
Logan's look of determination met that of Marko's, who's eyes slowly filled with horror at the realization of what Logan was saying.
"No. NO! I'll kill you first!"
The goliath charged at his victim, who remained were he was. Logan extended his arms forward, his palms facing the charging giant. He mentally raised the staffs infront of his palms, aiming them at the Juggernaut. His eyes turned a light shade of violet that seemed to pulse within them. The same aura formed around his hands, generating a mighty wind that grew stronger by the second.
"KILL YOU!!"
The Juggernaut's rushed towards him, but Logan would not move. He remained put, building up enough force to launch his staffs. He was obviously under a lot of strain, using all his will to generate a force strong enough and at the same time keep it in check. Gusts of wind generated from his palms, growing more powerful by the second. Such exertions of force sent loose objects flying and obscured the view of the onlookers as they watched on. He was only going to get one shot, and everyone knew what would happen if he missed. The whole city seemed to be swept with anxiety as the heroes and civilians watched as the Juggernaut drew closer and closer.
And then they heard it. The staffs exploded from his palms. Marko's enraged glare seemed to melt away to one of shock and uncomprehension. For a brief moment, the world around them was silent, and then the silence was broken as the beast roared in pain, falling to the blood covered ground. Logan's staffs had torn through his knees, leaving gaping holes that could not stop the blood that rushed from them. Everyone looked on, too stunned to move. Logan summoned his weapons back to his hands as he watched the seemingly unstoppable giant scream in horrific agony. He gave one final smirk before turning to leave as the remaining Avengers rushed to keep their foe from bleeding to death. Peter turned to Logan, feeling both angered at his brutality yet dumbfounded that he took down the Juggernaut so easily.
"Logan..."
Logan continued to walk on, not slowing his pace for a moment.
"You have an injured foe to tend to, Parker. I'd hurry before those wounds get too serious."
Peter hesitated for a second before rushing to join his teammates in trying to cease the bleeding and help the civilians. Logan did not stay to watch, walking off to complete his remaining tasks.
2 Years ago...
The battle had been raging on for at least an hour, but he had only arrived minutes ago. From what he had witnessed, the armor clad giant known as the Juggernaut had been giving the Avengers a severe trouncing throughout the battle and in the process destroying a good part of the city. He did not know the cause of this feud, nor did he care. He had other buisness to take care of, arrangements to be made before he could leave. But during his little errands he had wondered onto the warzone that lay before him, and he decided to take a few minutes out of his schedule to watch, and study the super powered beings. He usually used such opportunities as these to analyze them, heroes and villians, examining their strengths and weaknesses, and locking into memory what he observed. It had been what he was doing for the past several minutes.
The Juggernaut clearly held the advantage, as the Avengers seemed to powerless to stop him. He had been studying the Juggernaut. He knew his weakness, and was certain he could defeat the brute within a minute. But this was not his fight. He was not interested in 'protecting the innocent' or prancing around as self proclaimed 'heroes'. He had better things to do than waste his time and he knew that the Juggernaut would eventually fall to his opponents. Eventually.
He turned to leave from his spot on the roof, heading back to Fisk Inc. But apparently during his time observing the battle, he had been spotted by one of the Avengers, as a voice called out to him.
"Logan! Wait!"
He recognized it immediately and a look of disgust filled his face as the hero approached. He knew what was coming.
"Logan, we need your help!"
Logan continued to walk away, his back facing the costumed arachnid who's presence had already started to annoy him.
"Get lost, Parker. Don't you have a puppy to go save?"
The remark had obviously angered the spider, as his voice grew tense, as if he was doing his best to hold it all back.
"You can't walk away! There are innocent people down there! He could kill them!!"
"I have more important things to do than babysit you and your little friends, Parker."
Logan's pace had not slowed in the slightest, and he continued towards his destination, telekentically carrying himself from one rooftop to another, but Spider-Man had landed on it first, blocking his path.
"How can you be so cold hearted?! That monster is going to destroy half the city and take everyone with it if we don't do something!"
Logan stopped where he was, clearly becoming more annoyed with the masked hero's persistence.
"Get out of my way."
He spoke in a low onimous tone, warning Parker of what was to come. The spider, however, did not seem to heed this particular warning.
"You have the power to stop him! I know you do! I've seen you use it! So why won't you help!?"
"Get out of my way, Parker, or I'll move you myself."
His voice was rising as was his anger, but again, the arachnid ignored it.
"You have a responsibility, Logan!! You have great power, and with that comes great responsibility! Those people down there need your hel-"
He didn't get to finish his statement. Before he had time to react he was sent flying backwards. Logan noted how he must have been expecting it because part of the roof top was stuck to the bottom of his feet as he flew, landing several rooftops ahead of Logan. Logan cooly glided towards were the spider lay, landing on the roof and looming over him.
"I don't care about your responsibility, Parker. I don't care about your team, I don't care about you, and I don't care about your problems, so why don't you save your little girl scout speech for someone who actually cares?"
An explosion could be heard in the distance, coming from the direction from where the Juggernaut was last seen. Peter heard it too, for he was immediately up on his feet and heading over to the edge of the rooftop, pausing for a moment before he continued.
"A young man lost his son today because of that maniac. What if that son had been your brother?"
Peter's head turned to face Logan, and even though he was wearing a mask, Logan could feel the angered glare the arachnid was giving him. There was a moment of silence and then the spider was off, racing to go help his friends, leaving Logan by alone.
Thrity minutes had gone by since his little chat with Logan. He had hoped that maybe the telekenetic would put his stubbornness aside for once, but that did not seem to be the case. It frustrated Peter to now end. The man had so much power, so much potential, and yet he chose to use it all on his own selfish desires rather than lend them a hand.
He turned his attention to the fight at hand. Things had taken a turn for the worst. He currently was suffering from three cracked ribs and a dislocated shoulder, Iron Man's suit had been critically damaged, taking him out of the fight, The Human Torch had been knocked out cold, Cyclops had passed out from opening his eyes without his visor for too long, Sue Storms was currently helping Rogue evacuate a collapsing building, and She-Hulk...
A thunderous blow filled the air around them and Spider-Man watched as She-Hulk was sent flying into the distance.
"HAHAHA! You can't stop me! I'm the Juggernaut! Anything in my way either moves or gets trambl-."
Marko stopped as he felt something break upon his armored chest. He looked down, confused at what lay there. A small paperclip had seemingly been thrown at the behemoth, resulting in the small metal object to deflect of his armor and fall to the ground. The sight confused him, but the giant did not have time to ponder it as he was suddenly assualted by another one, followed by another. Each one hit him with twice as much force as the one before it. The rained upon his armor, one after the other, and though he was unharmed by the assualt, he was still very much puzzled. Until, finally, one gave at him with so great a force, that it actually pierced his armor and dug its way into it. The Juggernaut raised his gaze to see his assualter standing a good distance away from him. The man, who had now captured the attention of the other heroes, had a smirk across his face, and the wind caught his cloud white trench coat, blowing it to the right.
"Paper clips? You attacked me with paper clips!?!"
The giant stood perplexed at first, but then broke out in a hoarse laughter that seemed to shake the world around them. Logan did not seem to be phased by this.
"Yes, but not to attack you. I wanted to test my theory on how to beat you, and now I know it's right. You may ben unstoppable, but that's only as long as you can keep walking. Take away your legs, and your helpless."
Such a bold statement only broadened the smile on Marko's face.
"Oh reallly? And you think you can do that with paper clips?!"
Logan ignored the question, looking down at his belt and removing two metal rods that were attached to them.
"Tell me, Marko, do you know what a tornado is?"
The Juggernaut took offense to the statement, his expression going sullen.
"Are you calling me stupid?! Course I know what a tornado is! It's a bunch of wind!!"
Logan's eyes remained on the metal rods in his hands, seemingly entranced by them.
"I didn't ask what makes a tornado, I asked if you knew what it is."
Marko was clearly confused by this as his only response was a dull 'uh.' Logan let out a sigh before proceeding.
"A tornado is a force of nature, so strong infact, that nothing constructed by humanity can stop it. We can build structures that can resist its force and barely escape, mostly in one piece, but we have nothing that can go head to head with a tornado and come out as the victor. This force of nature is so strong, in fact, that it can build up enough momentum to send a single paper clip through wood, brick, and, if the tornado is powerful enough, even metal."
Logan's thumbs pushed a button that rested on each of the rods, extending them several feet long.
"Do you know what I'm holding Marko? I'm holding two bo staffs constructed of adamantium, the strongest metal in the world, and almost indestructible. Now consider what I told you and consider that paper clip lodged into your armor. If I can generate enough force to allow a paper clip to pierce your armor, imagine what would happen if I hit you with these staffs instead."
Logan's look of determination met that of Marko's, who's eyes slowly filled with horror at the realization of what Logan was saying.
"No. NO! I'll kill you first!"
The goliath charged at his victim, who remained were he was. Logan extended his arms forward, his palms facing the charging giant. He mentally raised the staffs infront of his palms, aiming them at the Juggernaut. His eyes turned a light shade of violet that seemed to pulse within them. The same aura formed around his hands, generating a mighty wind that grew stronger by the second.
"KILL YOU!!"
The Juggernaut's rushed towards him, but Logan would not move. He remained put, building up enough force to launch his staffs. He was obviously under a lot of strain, using all his will to generate a force strong enough and at the same time keep it in check. Gusts of wind generated from his palms, growing more powerful by the second. Such exertions of force sent loose objects flying and obscured the view of the onlookers as they watched on. He was only going to get one shot, and everyone knew what would happen if he missed. The whole city seemed to be swept with anxiety as the heroes and civilians watched as the Juggernaut drew closer and closer.
And then they heard it. The staffs exploded from his palms. Marko's enraged glare seemed to melt away to one of shock and uncomprehension. For a brief moment, the world around them was silent, and then the silence was broken as the beast roared in pain, falling to the blood covered ground. Logan's staffs had torn through his knees, leaving gaping holes that could not stop the blood that rushed from them. Everyone looked on, too stunned to move. Logan summoned his weapons back to his hands as he watched the seemingly unstoppable giant scream in horrific agony. He gave one final smirk before turning to leave as the remaining Avengers rushed to keep their foe from bleeding to death. Peter turned to Logan, feeling both angered at his brutality yet dumbfounded that he took down the Juggernaut so easily.
"Logan..."
Logan continued to walk on, not slowing his pace for a moment.
"You have an injured foe to tend to, Parker. I'd hurry before those wounds get too serious."
Peter hesitated for a second before rushing to join his teammates in trying to cease the bleeding and help the civilians. Logan did not stay to watch, walking off to complete his remaining tasks.