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This animal I have become

Logan was spending his evening in yet another bar not so far away from X-Mansion. He's spent more time in bars like this shithole than he could care to think about or attempt to remember for that matter. From dealing with all the bullshit lately, like the ongoing feud between the X-Men and the Brotherhood that never seemed to end, well it was nice to get away from it all and enjoy a few beers.

With Magneto and Professor X battling their beliefs on mutant rights, Logan along with the other X-Men were being sent on mission after mission as of late because of it. Magneto had his head stuck so far up his own ass with that big metal helmet of his that it was causing a lot of chaos between all mutants.

Magneto and the Brotherhood like to strike fear upon humans, which in result gives all mutants a bad reputation, even the innocent ones like the students at the Xavier Institute. Logan stayed away from the politics between mutants and humans the best he could, because he's killed enough corrupted politicians who know not to fuck with a mutant like Wolverine.

Logan was sitting at the bar minding his own damn business smoking on a cigar and drinking a beer when he was suddenly bumped into by two drunken stupors who were fighting over god knows what. When people get drunk, stupid shit transpires, like the two drunken idiots who bumped into Logan, which caused him to spill his beer. They were about to wish they hadn't done that. Logan growled underneath his breath, biting down on the tip of his cigar, before slightly turning his head to glance at the two drunken stupors who were still going at it. "You assholes just made me spill my beer. Bad mistake," Logan spoke in a gruff tone. He slowly stood up from the bar, placing his cigar in the ashtray, then showed his canine teeth in an angry growl, before proceeding to attack the two drunken idiots.

Should be like practice for Logan and the bastards deserved it. He came here for some peace and quiet, but these two jackasses had to ruin that, so he was about to kick their asses for it. Logan lunged toward both of them in a viscous nature and was quick to swing with attack punches. Logan swung quickly with left and rights that rocked the two drunken stupors. They both went from fighting each other to fighting a pissed off Wolverine. They tried to swing back with attacks of their own, though Logan countered with ease. They were no match for Logan whatsoever, as his Adamantium laced skeleton was causing his attacks on the drunken stupors to be every bit of devastating. His powerful fist punching at their faces and bodies were too much for them to withstand. Wolverine suddenly knocked one of them out with a hard right punch to the jaw that sent the drunk crashing to the floor and rendered him unconscious. The other still conscious drunk shoved Logan, causing him to stumble back a bit and bump into the lady that was sitting at the bar minding her own business much like Logan was a few moment ago.

It seemed that he ended up bumping into her just like the two drunken dumbasses did a few moments ago, which was quite odd, but it only enraged him more. Logan dodged the beer bottle that was thrown at him by the drunk, as his quick reaction and reflexes caused his claws to quickly extend from his forearms. His claws slid out between his knuckles, which freaked out the drunk along with everyone else in the bar. Wolverine didn't like showing a crowd of humans that he was a mutant, not that he really gave a damn, but it did make him stand out. Now everyone knew he was dangerous and that necessarily wasn't a good thing, but fuck it anyway.

Everyone was still staring at Logan, not sure what to think of him, as he looked around at them all, then watched as the drunk took off exiting the bar. "Anyone else wanna fuck with me?" Logan spoke out to everyone who was staring at him. They all turned their attentions back on what they were doing before, as Logan's claws retracted back into his forearms. "That's what I thought," Logan muttered out, then walked back over to the bar and took a seat on the bar stool next to the lady who he bumped into a few moments ago. He heard what she said to him while he was busy kicking ass and being bad to the bone. "Bartender, another beer. Budweiser," Logan informed the bartender, who was still a bit bewildered about what transpired, though he quickly snapped out of it and proceeded to get Logan a beer. "What are you talking about, lady? Enjoy the show?" Logan asked her with a slight smirk on his face, as he waited for the bartender to bring him his beer.

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This animal I have become

It was a damn shame that Logan couldn't even relax, but the night just got better with the company of this beautiful woman, who was sitting next to Logan still admiring his unique style and look. He was hiding the fact that he was enjoying the attention she was giving him, as he waited on his beer. She began to speak to him, her gorgeous voice was pleasant, as Logan cracked his knuckles. "You know what I am, so why ask?" Logan informed her, realizing that she probably knew he was a mutant since it was obvious. He picked up his cigar, but before he placed it on his lips, he decided to loosen up a bit, and tell her since she seemed like a nice and lovely woman.

"What you just seen there pretty lady was my razor sharp bone claws that protrude from between my knuckles laced with the indestructible metal called, Adamantium." Logan smirked at her, as she introduced herself, telling him her name. Eve was a gorgeous name, and Logan liked it a lot, as he kept that handsome damn smirk on his face. "You can call me Logan and likewise. You're interesting to me and other things." Logan flirted with Eve, as their beers arrived. The bartender sat them down, two ice cold bottles of beer, as Logan was quick to pick his up, popping off the top, then taking a long enjoying gulp, before setting it back down on the bar.

"They deserved it. They were being dumbasses. No one likes a dumbass, maybe a badass, kinda' like me. They just found that out." Logan bragged about kicking their ass, they'll live to see another day, lucky compared to the one's Logan has killed. Mauled, mangled, and slaughtered enemies and villains, all which who deserved it of course. Logan may seem like a ruthless killer with a lot of rage, but he does have good intentions and morals, who fights for the greater good of the world. He just does so by the beat of his own drum, his own damn way, and if anyone doesn't like it, then they can go fuck themselves. "Wasn't any magic in that asskickin', Eve. I can show you where the magic happens though." Logan continued his flirting toward Eve. Damn she was sexy to him, everything from her good looks, her body and figure, it was pleasant for Logan's eyes.

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