Sunday, July 16, 2006
He's tearin' apart my mind!
( continued from Martian Manhunter, Pantha,And Chuck)
The Shadow King grabbed me an' started messin' wit my mind.
Next Thing I know I'm relivin' my worst traumas. Voices went through my head.
" Welcome Wolverine you are now a servant of Hydra!"
" Logan is no more you are my horseman of Death!"
"Dr Cornelius! How's the Adamantium feed ?"
" The feed is no longer impeded sir! "
" Yes soon Weapon X will be ready!"
"James ! No Stop!"
" Rose Nooooo!"
Then next thing I know, I'm in a cabin in the Canadian wilderness. I'm a kid and I just got one hell of a beatin.' I lay there and People come up An' say stuff.
" Mr Howlett ? What happened here?"
D-dad?
" I don't know. Looks like a wild animal thrashed through here or more that one. You lad What's your name boy?"
" I dunno ."
" Sir? What's wrong with the boy's hands?"
I look down an' freak out.
" It's ok Son." says my father " What ever animal did this to your cabin did that tour hands. "
The other man exclaimed " Sir I could swear I saw bones pull themselves back in."
" That's insane Walston! I suppose we have to take the boy."
" What? But sir?"
We can't leave him out here to die in the wilderness, and until we find where he comes from My wife can believe he's our dead son James."
" Mr. Howlett, I know she's daft but would even she believe that?"
" One way to find out. Lad your name is James I'm your father."
I awake back in the Astral Plane what the Flamin'? I thought I was James Howlett . Was this some crazy illusion created by the Shadow King? Or do I still not know who I am ?Can't think o' this now. I gotta fight the Shadow King .
The Shadow King grabbed me an' started messin' wit my mind.
Next Thing I know I'm relivin' my worst traumas. Voices went through my head.
" Welcome Wolverine you are now a servant of Hydra!"
" Logan is no more you are my horseman of Death!"
"Dr Cornelius! How's the Adamantium feed ?"
" The feed is no longer impeded sir! "
" Yes soon Weapon X will be ready!"
"James ! No Stop!"
" Rose Nooooo!"
Then next thing I know, I'm in a cabin in the Canadian wilderness. I'm a kid and I just got one hell of a beatin.' I lay there and People come up An' say stuff.
" Mr Howlett ? What happened here?"
D-dad?
" I don't know. Looks like a wild animal thrashed through here or more that one. You lad What's your name boy?"
" I dunno ."
" Sir? What's wrong with the boy's hands?"
I look down an' freak out.
" It's ok Son." says my father " What ever animal did this to your cabin did that tour hands. "
The other man exclaimed " Sir I could swear I saw bones pull themselves back in."
" That's insane Walston! I suppose we have to take the boy."
" What? But sir?"
We can't leave him out here to die in the wilderness, and until we find where he comes from My wife can believe he's our dead son James."
" Mr. Howlett, I know she's daft but would even she believe that?"
" One way to find out. Lad your name is James I'm your father."
I awake back in the Astral Plane what the Flamin'? I thought I was James Howlett . Was this some crazy illusion created by the Shadow King? Or do I still not know who I am ?Can't think o' this now. I gotta fight the Shadow King .