User blog:JohnWhitaker/Wolverine

I couldn’t move. That was the first thing I noticed when I woke up. Then came the pain. That agonizing pain. My vision started clearing up and I saw them. Scientists in white lab coats stained with blood. My blood. I could smell it on them, and that drove me into a rage. Snarling I tried to lash out but steel wristlets kept me from moving forward. I tried my claws but realized they were already out. I looked at my hands and saw them encased in a machine on either side of me. I snarled at the scientists, sending a spray of saliva at them. They looked into my eyes and I knew that even encased, they were still afraid of me. One looked at the other and nodded. “We’ve waited long enough, do it.” His partner turned away and put in a sequence of numbers into a computer. Confused, I looked at the machines. They started humming and glowed a bright red. Then it came. The stabbing pain and the heat. I screamed. It felt like I was being ripped apart then sewn back together with red hot needles. It spread throughout my entire body and engulfed me. It might have been a hallucination from the pain but my body actually felt heavier. “It’s a success.” the scientist said. His partner nodded. “It’s time for the wipe.” They clamped a mask over my face. Then darkness. Just darkness.