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The cigar chomper in his camp was a scary man; 5’3” and bulky and full of hair. Some believed he had fangs. Some didn’t. The cigar chomper was called James Logan Howlett. Some called him James . Some called him Logan .

A man from Alberta, Canada shipped to work with Joseph’s infantry. ‘Has any-one gone near him?’

Asked Joseph. ‘No,’ Said a soldier. 

‘Every-one is too scared,’ Said another member of  Joseph’s infantry. ‘I’m gonna talk to him,’ Joseph said. ‘Don’t,’ Warned another member. 

The cigar chomper was giving orders. Despite the fact he was not of a high rank. Then again, every-one was scared of him. ‘Howlett,’ One of Joseph’s superior’s said. ‘Yes?’ Asked Howlett. ‘Get Rogers here. NOW!’ 

‘Looks like Rogers came at the right time,’ Howlett said. ‘Mr. Howlett,’ Joseph said. ‘Call me Logan,’ 

‘Uh, Mr. Logan. Why do you need me?’

‘I’ve got a favour to ask of you,’

‘What kind of favour?’ 

‘Well, I need Adamantium,’ Logan said. ‘For what?’ Asked Joseph. ‘A project,’ Whispered the other man. ‘And I need at least 1 man to get it for me. However, it’s dangerous,’ Logan looked at the chain around Joseph’s neck that held a golden wedding band. ‘And you might not come back,’ he finished. ‘I’ll do it,’ Joseph said, eager. ‘You will?’ Logan asked, baffled by the fact some-one would actually risk themselves for a mission they might not return from. ‘I will,’ Joseph said. ‘You under-stand there is no reward in this?’ Logan said to him; ‘I understand,’ Joseph agreed. 

Winter 1942: ‘Steven Grant Rogers,’ Logan said to himself. ‘You’re sick!’ Logan spat. ‘Asthma, scoliosis, heart arrhythmia, half deaf, stomach ulcers, and pernicious anemia!’ Logan said sadly. ‘Well-,’ Steve began. ‘Steven I don’t know how you could do this to your-self!’ Logan yelled. ‘I want to fight,’ Steve said with conviction. ‘You’d come back home in a body-bag, I doubt your friends and family would want that,’ Said Logan. ‘Richard The 3rd fought in The Wars Of The Roses despite having a hunch-back,’ Said Steve. ‘You know your history ,’ Logan spat. ‘Besides, he wasn’t full of your ailments,’ Logan added. ‘I know you fought with my father,’ Steve admitted. ‘How?’ Logan was taken aback by what the younger had said.

‘My mother told me. He sent her letters mentioning a man named James Logan Howlett. I was almost named for you. However, my mother, being an Irish Catholic, insisted on Steven. After the martyr,’ Steve said. ‘Maybe, you shouldn’t follow your name-sake’s destiny,’ Logan lightly scolds. 

**

Logan had enough of these young men who wanted to fight for their country. Their youth made them hungry for war. Some had signed up due to money problems. One of the last young men of the day was dark haired and blue eyed, ‘I’m James Buchanan Barnes, my friends call me Bucky ,’ He said. ‘Well, I’m not your friend so I won’t call you Bucky ,’ 

‘Have you seen a small blond male today?’ Asked Bucky. ‘I’ve seen many blond males. I need more details,’ Logan huffed, lighting a cigar. ‘Blue eyes, pale. Kinda sickly lookin’,’ Bucky added. ‘Does he have a name?’ Logan took a drag from his cigar. ‘His name is Steve,’ Bucky said with concern. ‘Yeah, I saw ‘im,’ Logan smiled. ‘Did you let him enlist?’ Bucky asked with anger. ‘No,’ Logan said. ‘Good. I’ll be back in the morning,’ Bucky said. ‘The morning?’ Logan looked at the young man. ‘Yeah, when you’re open again,’

‘I won’t be here,’ Said Logan. ‘You won’t?’ Bucky asked. ‘I ship off to Camp Lehigh. After, I’m done here,’ 

‘Thanks for the help,’ Bucky says. ‘Do you want to sign-up?’

‘Certiantly,’ Bucky piped up. ‘Name?’ Logan asks. ‘James Buchanan Barnes,’

‘Eye colour?’

‘Blue,’

‘Height?’

‘6 foot,’

‘Medical conditions?’

‘None,’

‘Weight?’

‘I don’t know,’

‘Age?’

‘25,’

Logan pulled out the form he needed Bucky to sign, ‘Sign here,’ Logan said. ‘Why does it feel like I’m a deal with the devil?’ Bucky asked.

**

He looked at the letter again. 

Meet me at Lehigh and we’ll talk.

H. A. Stark

**

Logan had driven all night by the time he arrived at the military camp. It reminded him of the trenches of The Great War. When he pulled near the camp’s wire fence, he saw a man wearing a luxury suit and designer sun-glasses looking at him. As he was about to get out of the car the man did a fast walk to his car. Was this man his contact from 24 years ago? ‘Who are you?’ Logan asked. ‘I’m Howard Anthony Stark. Who are you?’ Asked Howard. ‘I’m James Logan Howlett,’

‘Do you have the metal ?’

‘We’re using code now?’

‘Yes, you have a very rare metal in your possession,’

‘Yes, that metal is very rare and once this is done; I get my money right?’ Logan was annoyed. ‘Yes, you get your money after this,’ He could tell Howard was bullshitting. ‘Cut the shit, what am I really here for?’

‘I need you for a project,’

‘No, I’m not doing any project,’

‘Don’t you want to serve your country?’

‘I’m from Canada. You dumb-ass!’ Logan retorted. ‘I need some-one of your caliber; for this,’

‘My caliber ?’ Logan asked. ‘Yes, your caliber ,’ Howard replied. ‘Since you are the next stage in human evolution,’

‘What do you mean?’ Logan said as he leaned his head out the side window, ‘You’re a-,’ Before Howard could say it; Logan shut him up; ‘ Mutant ? You say it like it’s a bad thing,’ 

‘What’s in for me?’ He asked. 

‘Money, a skeleton, strength, and you’ll be doing some-thing for mutant-kind,’

‘You mean man-kind right. Also, who was my contact 24 years back?’

‘A man named; Dr. Abraham Erskine,’

‘I’ll think about it,’

‘You have a moon to think it over,’

‘Only a moon?’

‘Trust me, I wish I had more time also,’

Logan huffed, as he thought about it, metal in his body, ‘How long will it take to recover?’ Logan asked. ‘With your swift-healing I don’t you’ll need time to recover,’

‘How much are you putting in me?’

‘Almost a full skeleton,’

‘Why almost a full skeleton?’

‘We’ll be keeping your teeth,’

‘Keeping my teeth?’ Logan was disgusted. ‘Well, we’re not stealing your teeth,’ Howard confessed, ‘We just aren’t replacing them with Adamantium teeth,’

Logan was creeped out, and wanted to leave, ‘You already have the perfect fangs,’ Howard complemented. ‘I’m gonna leave,’ Said Logan. ‘You can’t,’ Said Howard. ‘We had a deal!’ Howard added. ‘I didn’t make a deal with you. I made a deal with Dr. Erskine,’  

Logan was slowly becoming the animal inside him.

‘Well, Dr. Erskine, will be looking over the project,’

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‘I guess we never finished that lesson last Winter,’ Logan told Steve. ‘What lesson?’ Steve asked. ‘The one where I told you not to-do this your friends and family,’ 
‘I heard reports about the w-,’
‘About the war? Every-one has. FDR does not lack for troops,’ Logan explained. ‘So many m-,’ Logan cut Steve off; ‘Want to die for their country? I know. I see them every damned day. War is hard, it’s not for the weak. The Great War nearly broke me,’ He explained. ‘I’m not sending another Rogers to his death,’ Logan knew he sounded like a milksop. ‘What do you mean another Rogers?’
‘I once asked your dad for a favour. And it cost him his life. I remember giving your mom the stuff he had left behind in the barracks. Steve, I don’t think you’ll survive. And I’m sorry for thinking that. I under-stand you want to fight for your country, but I’m sorry, Rogers, you’re in no shape to-do so,’ Logan said carefully. ‘Do you understand?’ The older man asked. ‘I under-stand,’ Steve lied.

**
When Logan walked into the hotel, he went head-first for the front desk to see if the Doctor had contacted him yet. ‘Hi, Ethel. Do I have any messages?’
‘One from a Camp in Jersey,’
‘What was it about?’
‘A Mr. Howard Stark, said it was top secret. And said for you to get to Camp Lehigh,’
‘Thank you Ethel,’
‘You’re welcome. Mr. Howlett,’
Logan nearly ran to get his things and got in his truck and drove to Lehigh.

Camp Lehigh was okay. Logan had seen better trenches than this, however, this was just a camp. And he knew these young men needed to be prepared for it. Unless, some had already served in The Great War. ‘You okay?’ Asked a young man. ‘Yeah, just surprised,’ Logan answered. ‘I’m Bucky Barnes,’ Says the young man. ‘James Logan Howlett,’
‘You’re that beast that recruited most of us here,’
Logan blinked and raised an eyebrow at the young man. ‘They call you that because there are tons of rumours about you,’
‘Rumours?’
‘Some-one in the camp said you eat raw meat,’ Bucky whispered. ‘Okay,’ Logan was now creeped out by the camp. ‘And some say you have fa-,’
‘Who’s that around your neck?’ Logan asks not wanting to know about these rumours. ‘Saint George The Dragon Slayer. He’s the saint of knights and soldiers,’
‘That’s nice,’
‘My mother put it in my bag with-out my knowledge,’
‘That’s good, we soldiers need hope. Have you seen Mr. Stark any-where around camp?’ Logan asked. ‘Yes, he’s by the office,’ Said Bucky. ‘Thank you,’ Logan says before walking towards the office. ‘You’re welcome,’

‘Mr. Stark?’ Logan asks. ‘Mr. Howlett, I assume you’re here for the surgery?’
‘Yes,’ Logan answered. ‘Let’s head down-stairs,’ Howard said to him, shocking Logan with the fact this office had a basement. 

**
‘Are you sure you want to-do this?’ asked the doctor. ‘Yeah, I want to do this,’
‘You want to be tested on?’ Asked Howard. ‘Yes, well no. I’ve already seen 2 wars, may as-well see a 3rd,’
‘A 3rd war?’ Howard looked Logan up and down. ‘The Civil War. I was a Union Solder. The Great War, I fought for my home-country of Canada. And this one I’ll fight for Canada again,’ Says Logan. ‘How is that even possible?’ Dr. Erskine asked. ‘The mutant gene, it slowed my aging process. I also heal quite quickly, and I can’t really die,’ Logan explained. ‘Why didn’t you ever tell us this?’ Dr. Erskine asked. ‘You never asked,’ Logan smiled slyly. ‘Well, let’s get you prepped for this,’

‘Doc, I have a question,’ Logan said. ‘Yes, Mr. Howlett?’
‘How long will this surgery take?’
‘About 12 hours,’
‘Will I be awake for this?’
‘Kinda,’
‘What do you mean? Kinda?’
‘Well-,’ Dr. Erskine started. ‘You’ll be on barbiturates for the last 6 hours of it,’ Howards stated. ‘Will Mr. Stark, help you work on me?’ Asked Logan who was scared. ‘No, I’m not that stupid,’ Said the doctor, ‘Good, I don’t want my doctors to be stupid,’ Logan snarked. ‘I have a feeling we’ll get along nicely,’ Said the doctor. ‘Should we start?’ Logan asked. ‘We start at first light,’ Mr. Stark said. ‘We?’
‘Mr. Howlett, to-night you’ll dine with Dr. Carter,’ Said Howard. ‘She’s a real genius,’ Howard added. 

**
‘You know you shouldn’t smoke around here?’ Asked a young woman with curly hair and red lips. ‘Well, I don’t care,’ Logan responded. ‘I’m Peggy Carter,’ The woman held out her hand. ‘James Logan Howlett,’
‘Do you give your middle name out to every-one?’
‘Well, I prefer to be called Logan,’
‘Logan. That’s a good name,’ Said Peggy. ‘It’s a wonderful name,’ Logan told her, ‘Are you going to shake my hand or not?’
Logan held out his hand and shook hers. ‘Well,’
‘Shall we eat?’ Asked Peggy. ‘We shall,’

‘So…,’ Peggy whispered. ‘This is your 3rd war?’
‘Yeah, it is,’
‘How?’ Peggy asked. ‘You’re a smart gal you’ll figure it in a few minutes,’
Logan waited for her to catch up while he took a big sip of red wine; he finished and she finally under-stood by muttering the word; ‘Mutant?’
‘Of course, what else would you think I am?’
‘What kind of power do you have?’
‘Power is this some fantasy novel?’
‘I’ve heard of a young Jewish man who can bend metal to his will,’ Said Peggy. ‘And there’s a telepath who’s currently studying at Oxford,’ She whispered. ‘How ‘bout we just eat? And save the questions about mutants for later?’
‘Okay,’ She replied. ‘So, what do you like to do?’ She asked. ‘I don’t have any hobbies. Well, I guess I like to drink. However, I do catch a movie every once in awhile,’
‘What kind of movies do you like?’
‘I like Westerns,’
‘Westerns. Those are good ones. I like the noir ones,’
‘Did you see Stagecoach?’ Asked Peggy. ‘I did. I also read the book,’ 
‘How ‘bout Gone With The Wind?’
‘Read it. I also saw the movie,’
‘You read Gone With The Wind?’
‘Who hasn’t,’
‘I haven’t. However, I saw the movie,’
‘What about Citizen Kane?’
‘I’ve seen it,’ Peggy told him.  
‘What else do you do Dr. Carter?’ Logan asked cutting a piece of meat. ‘You realize that meat is nearly raw?’ Dr. Carter asked. ‘So,’ Logan said as he put his fork to his mouth, ‘You shouldn’t eat that,’ 
‘Listen, bub. This could be my last meal, and want it to be good,’
‘Bub?’ Peggy asked. ‘Yes, bub,’
‘So, what part of Canada are you from?’
‘Alberta,’ Logan said sharply. ‘Mr. Howlett, you remind me of an animal,’ Peggy told him. ‘Dr. Carter, I am the animal,’

‘Okay, runt,’ She muttered. ‘What’d you call me?’
‘Runt,’ She repeated. ‘Runt?’ He said; the word sild perfectly on his tongue. ‘Okay, bub,’

**
‘To-day is the day,’ Howard said. ‘It is,’ Peggy said calmly. ‘How do you feel about Mr. Howlett?’ Asked Howard; ‘He’s nice,’ Peggy told him as she set up the tools they needed for the surgery. ‘Nice? The man’s an animal. How can an animal be nice?’

‘Howard have you ever had a pet?’ Peggy asked. ‘No, we were too poor. What about you?’
‘None. However, the ancient Egyptians did have their pets buried with them,’
‘You Brits are so odd,’
‘So are you Americans,’ Peggy said calmly. ‘I should get ready for the surgery, Mr. Stark,’

‘Then I’ll see you soon,’ Howard told Peggy. 

**
Logan heard a pounding on his truck’s window. ‘Who the fuck is it?’ Logan said grumply; ‘It’s Howard,’ 
‘Oh, Mr. Stark. Good morning,’ He yawned. ‘I see you didn’t sleep in the same area as the boys,’

‘I couldn’t,’ Logan said. ‘Why not?’ Howard inquired. ‘Too many bad memories,’ Logan said. ‘You should wash before your surgery,’ Howard stated. ‘I should. Do you know where I can wash?’
‘Since you’re an animal there’s a man-made river 5 minutes away from the camp,’
‘What about a bath-room?’ Logan said with a laugh. ‘I guess we do give animals baths,’

‘So, where can I wash?’

‘I’ll show you,’

‘So, Mr. Logan, what’s war like?’
‘War is Hell on Earth,’ Logan muttered. ‘So this is your 3rd War?’
‘It is. And I like to keep that on the down-low,’
‘What makes a-,’ Before Howard could finish Logan said; ‘What’s for break-fast?’
‘Scrambled eggs and bacon,’ Howard said smoothly. ‘Have you eaten yet Mr. Stark?’
‘No, however, I’ll break my fast with you,’
‘Let me wash first,’ Logan began. ‘The showers are near the first bays,’
‘Thanks,’

**
When Logan arrived at the showers, he noticed Bucky Barnes, one of the men he helped recruit. ‘Good morning Mr. Howlett,’
‘Good morning Mr. Barnes,’
‘You showerin’?’ Bucky asked. ‘Yeah,’
‘Rumour has it you’re having surgery to-day,’
‘Who told ya that?’ Logan rolled his eyes. ‘The Guide said that over drinks,’
‘What kind of drinks?’ Logan asked with a glimmer in his eyes. ‘Ale,’
‘Ale. Haven’t had that in long time,’
‘Do you like ale?’
‘It’s okay. I like beer,’
‘What about mead?’
‘Mead is o-kay,’
‘How ‘bout wine?’
‘Wine is good,’
‘I’ll let you go,’ Bucky said walking back to his bays. ‘See ya bub,’

**
‘Mr. Howlett,’ Said Dr. Carter. ‘Yes?’ Logan answered. ‘Surgery is to start soon. Do you need to use the toilet before we start?’
‘No,’ Logan laid his naked body on the operating table. ‘I’m just going to wipe you down if that’s okay,’ Peggy stated. 
‘Sure. I could be cleaner,’ Logan grumbled. 
‘You’re an odd man Logan,’ Dr. Erskine said; ‘I’ve known this since I was a child Doc,’ Logan stated. ‘How old are you Mr. Howlett?’
‘I’m 110 years old,’
‘You look good for 110,’ Howard said. ‘You aren’t supposed to be here,’ Dr. Erskine said angrily. ‘Sorry, I just had to see him before we re-start his life,’
‘Re-start?’
‘You’ll have new bones. Which is basically a re-start,’
‘A re-start?’ Logan said to himself, ‘That sounds good,’

‘Ready to get strapped down?’ Dr. Erskine asked. ‘Yes,’

‘Here, you’re gonna need this,’ Peggy said, putting about to put some-thing some rubber thing in his mouth, ‘What is this?’ Logan asked, ‘It’s called a mouth-guard, it’ll help so you don’t lose your tongue due to pain,’ Said Howard. ‘Do you think liquor will help him with pain?’ Howard added, ‘Possibly,’ 
‘Do we have any-thing?’ asked Peggy. ‘We have wine,’
‘Where’s it at?’
‘In the ice-box next to the desk up-stairs,’ Howard told her, ‘I’ll be right back,’ Peggy said. 

‘This feels like when Victor Frankenstein created life,’ Logan muttered. ‘Well, you’re not in Frankenstein,’ 
‘I’m in real life,’ Logan said. 

‘Found it,’ Peggy said, spinning the cork off the bottle. ‘Here,’ she told Logan, handing him the bottle, he took a deep drink and laid down on the table; belly first, as he felt the scalpel go down his spine.

**
It was done. The surgery was a success. Peggy and Dr. Erskine patted each-other on the backs; After Peggy wrote down what she had learned about mutant bodies; wider bones then a typical human being, 2 spleens, a high pain tolerance. ‘I wish we could look into his brain,’ Said Peggy. ‘Maybe, some-one else can do that some-day,’ Howard said happily.

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He remembers the fairy-stories he used to read at the library. The ones he’d check out and read. He remembers how many of them involved sleeping. Flashes of what led him up to this point played in his head. He feels cold.

A little too cold. Some-one puts a blanket on top of him, and whispers; ‘You’re okay,’ The voice leaves the room. He dreams of those long gone. ‘Peggy,’ He says. ‘Bucky,’ he says, ‘Mama?’ he asks. Steve feels like the sick little boy he used to be. 

**
He wakes up to the sound of a song; he doesn’t know. It sounds lovely and sad. ‘Where am I?’ he asks. A nurse waits in the door-way looking at him with a smile. ‘I’ll be right back,’ is all she tells him. Steve pushes his blankets off and finds a looking-glass and looks at himself. He hasn’t aged a day. Meanwhile his brothers-in-arms are most likely dead. ‘Hello,’ a cheerful feminine voice says. She’s not the nurse who just left, she’s an 11 year old. ‘Hi,’ he says. Hi, those are the first words he says in how many years? ‘How long have I been out?’ His throat is dry, the girl hands him a glass of water that he didn’t notice she was holding. ‘A long time,’ She says. ‘That’s not an answer,’ he states, ‘Would you believe me if I said you’ve been missing in action for 70 years?’
‘I’ve been gone 70 years?’ Asked Steve. ‘Yep,’ The girl answered. ‘When did The War end?’
‘On September 2nd 1945,’
‘Have there been any more wars since?’ Steve asked. ‘There’s one currently going on,’ Jessup explained. ‘What is it about?’
‘It’s complicated,’ Jessup muttered. ‘I mean you missed a lot. One of our presidents was shot. An American actress became a Lady Princess. There are things called a TV. The interwebs exist. Sadly, no flying cars,’
‘Wow,’
‘Also, Ronald Regan the actor was president,’
‘Ronald Regan? He was in B-Movies,’
‘Yeah, he was our 40th president,’
‘Did any-thing happen with The Church?’
‘What church?’
‘The Catholic Church?’
‘Oh, that Church. Purgatory isn’t canon any-more. It stopped being canon in 07,’
‘Wow,’
‘Yeah, a lot has happened,’
‘Can I ask you a question?’
‘Sure,’
‘Why are you here instead of an adult?’
Jessup bit her lip, in order to keep her-self silent from saying she knew every-thing about Captain America. ‘It’s a school project,’ She lied. 
‘Wow, I guess school projects have gotten more intense since I was in school,’
‘It’s okay. Now can I ask you a question?’ Jessup needed to know if he had ever used a sword with his shield. ‘Go head,’
‘Did you ever use a sword while in battle?’
‘That’s what you’re asking me?’ Steve held back laughter. ‘Yes,’ Jessup said, standing her ground. ‘I used a gun. Does that count?’

‘I guess,’ Jessup muttered.

**
Jessup was ecstatic. All that research led to her being the one to show Captain Steven Grant Rogers the 21st century, led to her showing him his new world. As they walked out-side, Jessup told Steve. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ She said. ‘Why would I be afraid-,’ Steve looked out-side every-thing was bright. Moving pictures every-where. ‘How do people live like this?’ He asked. ‘We’re used to it,’ Jessup responded. 
‘Can I come out now?’ Said a male voice. ‘I don’t want to scare him. We don’t need a rogue super-soldier!’ the voice added.
‘Who’s in the shadows?’ Steve asked. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ the voice said, ‘Hi,’ He was blue, well, blue and fuzzy, with pointed ears and tail and claws and from what Steve could see a pair of fangs, ‘Hi, I’m Kurt,’ Kurt put his hand out, Steve put his hand out to shake Kurt’s hand. ‘Are you a d-,’
‘No, I’m a mutant,’
Steve sniffed the air. ‘What smells of brimstone?’ Steve asked. ‘It’s me,’

‘So, are you going to show me New York?’ He asked. ‘Yeah, how-ever we should get you dressed,’ Said Jessup.

**
‘So, Kurt, you like Errol Flyn movies?’ Steve asked. ‘Yes,’
‘What’s your favourite?’
‘The Adventures of Robin Hood,’
‘That’s his most popular, I saw that one twice with my friend Bucky. We both wanted to be like Robin Hood after we saw that movie,’
‘I like Robin Hood, because he steals from rich, and gives to the poor,’
‘I’m gonna guess some-one with your-,’
‘You can say appearance,’ Kurt said sadly, ‘Well, I can under-stand why you like Robin Hood then,’
‘Yes. I do like Robin Hood. I know that sounds nerdy,’
‘Nerdy?’
‘A Nerd is some-one who is very much in-to a subject that they really love,’
‘Like Jessup is a film nerd,’ Kurt told Steve. 
‘And Kurt’s a Christian theology nerd,’ Jessup told Steve.
‘Have you read the Divine Comedy By Dante Alighieri,’
‘I have,’
‘So, what do you people do for fun these days?’
‘People like to go the movies,’
‘It seems like nothings changed,’
‘We could go see one, I mean my dad gave us 200 bucks, which means we can get all the snacks. And get tickets for a movie,’

‘Any-good pictures out?’

‘Jane Eyre,’

‘I liked that book,’ Steve replied. ‘Then we should go see it,’

‘I haven’t finished the book,’ Jessup confessed. ‘Oh,’ Steve was shocked, ‘Maybe, we could take him the mansion and order take-away and watch Sesame Street,’

‘Sesame Street?’
‘It’s a kids show. Me and Kurt really like it,’
‘What is it about?’
‘Monsters teach kids the ABCs and numbers basic stuff you learn in Pre-K,’ Jessup answered. ‘What kind of monsters?’
‘A monster who loves cookies, a monster who lives in a trash can, a red monster who’s about 3 years old. And a vampyr who teaches counting,’

‘I think I need some-thing like that after 70 years of being asleep,’

**
Logan was in the living room watching an episode of house hunters. ‘These people are stupid,’ he said under his breath. Then he heard the knocker. He got up from his spot on the 1,000 dollar leather couch Charles bought because he’d thought it’d look good in the living room.

‘I’m comin’,’ he said, walking to the door. ‘Hello,’ His gruff voice said. ‘Hi, Daddy,’ Jessup said, he pulled her into a bear-hug or what she called a wolverine-hug. ‘How was your day?’ He asked, smiling.
‘Good,’ She lied. ‘Bub, you okay?’ Logan asked now a worried father. ‘Well, Daddy. Me and Kurt, brought home a surprise,’ Jessup smoothly. ‘The last time you 2 kids did that you guys said that; you kids brought home Remy!’ Logan scolded. 
‘Hello, Mr. Howlett. I’m Captain Steven Grant Rogers,’ Steve introduced himself. ‘You’re supposed to be dead!’
Logan said as he froze. 

‘Well, I’m not!’

‘You’ve been gone almost 70 years. You’ve missed; 93 birthdays!’

‘And how many birthdays have you had?’

‘He’s had; 179,’ Kurt said, joining in the conversation. ‘Steven, I’ve decided, you can’t come into my house,’ 

Then they all heard wheels on the wooden floor, ‘If any-thing, Logan. This isn’t your house. It’s mine,’ Said Charles. ‘Hello, Captain Rogers, I’m Charles Xavier. Welcome to my home,’

‘Your home is nice,’ Steve said, scratching the back of his neck. ‘You smell,’ Logan said to Steve. ‘Yes, you do,’ Charles told him, ‘We’ll let you shower,’ Kurt said.

‘And thought Hank smelt bad,’ Jessup said. ‘Can some-one lead me to the showers?’

‘I’ll show you,’ Jessup said eagerly. 

**
‘So you live here?’ Steve asked as he looked at the various paintings on the walls, ‘Yes,’ Jessup looked at the paintings on the wall. ‘This one is my favourite,’ she pointed at a copy of Saturn Devouring His Son. ‘What is that?’ Steve slightly grossed out. ‘It’s Saturn Devouring His Son by Francisco Goya,’ She told him. ‘I’ve never heard of it,’
‘It’s at this art museum in Madrid,’ She told him, looking at the other paintings. ‘So are these copies or the real thing?’ Steve inquired.  ‘Copies. Charles couldn’t live with him-self if he took the real ones from a museum,’ Jessup said in a dramatic fashion. 

He looked at the floor and so the fancy blue carpet become white tile. ‘Here are the showers,’
‘Thanks,’
‘I should’ve mentioned this before. But these showers are co-ed,’
‘Co-ed?’
‘Females and males shower here,’ She pointed at the shower sign. ‘Oh. Thank you for the help Jessup,’ Steve said. Jessup had to stop herself from swooning. ‘You’re welcome,’ She said and walked away. 

**
As he entered the showering area, he knew he had 70 years of stink to wash off. 
He was hoping there wasn’t a time-limit on showers, that’s when he saw a brown-haired girl a few years older than Jessup walk his way, she was wearing a pink fluffy robe with matching slippers. ‘Hi,’ She said. ‘Is there a time-limit on the showers here?’ He asked, getting to the question he had for her. ‘No. Because Hank and Kurt need long-ass showers due to their fur,’

‘I’m not good with modern technology, so could you help get this shower started?’

‘Sure thing, Captain America,’ she said with a wry smile. ‘So what’s your name?’ He asked. ‘I’m Katherine Pyrde. However, please call me Kitty instead,’

They walked in silence to the showers, ‘So, you press the middle button for turning it on and turning it off, you the circle button is for heat. The oval button is for soap and bathing oil. And finally the square button is for drying off. And that container, will give you a tooth-brush to clean your teeth,’

‘What about clothes?’

‘The shower will drop you a robe and slippers,’ She said as she walked off be-fore he could say thank you. 

**
By the time Steve was done with his shower he was hungry. However, he could not find the kitchen. 

What he did find was more interesting; it was a poker themed room that had a huge bed, with music posters on the wall, as a young man sat in a wooden rocking chair wearing some-thing on his head that happened to cover his ears. ‘Hello?’ Steve asked the young man. He looked closer at the young man; he was wearing a shirt with no sleeves and a pair of ripped blue jeans. ‘Hello,’ Steve said, waving at the young man on the rocking chair, he watched the young take off his ear-covers. ‘Hello,’ the young man replied, who was being care-ful around Steve. ‘I’m Steven Rogers,’ 
‘Remy LeBeau,’ 
‘So, Remy, where’s the kitchen?’
‘It’s near the grand-dining room. I’ll show ya,’

‘So, Remy, does every-body here have a power?’

‘Yes,’ Remy replied. ‘What’s yours? If I can ask,’

‘I can manipulate kinetic energy. I’m also good with a bo-staff,’

‘A bo-staff? What’s that?’

‘It’s a Japanese martial arts weapon, typically made of red or white oak. However mine is made of metal, and I can use my powers on it. I’m also very good at cards,’

‘Cards? What kind of cards?’

‘Texas hold ‘em, black jack, euchre, poker,’

‘I’ve never heard of Texas hold ‘em or euchre. But poker, I used to play with my friend Bucky,’

‘That’s a cool name,’

‘His real name was James,’

‘Like Logan’s real name being James?’

‘Yeah, I knew him long ago,’

‘Really?’

‘Yes, he’s yelled at me. Twice,’

‘He`s yelled at me almost 10 times,’

‘He’s a good guy,’

‘He is,’

‘Did you meet Jessup?’

‘Yes, she’s a nice girl,’

That’s when they walked in-to the kitchen. ‘Wow, this is large,’

‘I’m guessin’ you’ve never seen a kitchen this large?’ Remy asked Steve as he opened the fridge/freezer.

‘What do you have?’

‘We’ve got; gumbo, jambalaya, hush puppies, cornbread, potato pancakes. I could make you a P&J. Although we have strawberry jam rather than grape, since no-one here likes grape jam or jelly. We also our Kosher fridge and freezer,’

‘I’m a Roman Catholic,’

‘I’m also a Roman Catholic. So is Kurt. So what do you want to eat?’
‘Do you have chocolate ice-cream?’
‘Yes! Of course we do, what kind of people do ya think we are?’
‘Do guys any clothes I can wear? I kinda feel exposed,’

‘Well, what’s your size?’

‘I don’t know,’

‘You don’t know?’

‘Yeah, they had custom clothes for me,’

‘Clothes?’ 

Steve whipped his head around to see Kurt holding a rectangle in his hand. ‘Yeah, Steve needs clothes,’

‘I honestly thought Emma had that covered,’ Kurt said, ‘Well, she doesn`t,’ Remy said, pulling chocolate ice cream from the freezer. ‘Kurt, can ya get a bowl and spoon,’
Remy pulled open the fridge and grabbed a jar of fudge. ‘Would ya like fudge with your ice cream?’ Remy asked as he removed the lid, ‘I’ve never had that before,’

‘Do ya want to try it?’ Kurt asked, grabbing a white bowl that had a floral print on it. ‘It sounds good so I’ll try it,’
‘So, we need clothes for Steve,’ Remy said, pushing a button on the microwave. ‘Yeah, and it’s almost 4pm, that means stores are busy,’

‘I mean where we would buy clothes for Captain America?’ Kurt asked. ‘Dicks,’ Said Remy. ‘I bet they have his size. I mean Logan gets some of his stuff from the one in Middle-Town,’

‘You mean where he got his duffle bag for when he goes on lone missions?’
‘Yeah, he also got all his backpacking gear there,’

‘Steve would want to go to Middle-Town with us?’

‘Who would drive?’

‘Remy is 16,’

‘And how old are you Kurt?’

‘Kurt’s 11 years old,’ Remy said with a goofy smile. ‘I thought you were-,’

‘Older? It’s the trauma,’ Kurt said with a sad smile. ‘How old are you Steve?’ Remy asked. ‘My real age or how I look?’ Steve asked. ‘How you look,’ Remy told him. ‘I’m 27,’
‘Do you think we get him to drive us?’
‘I don’t think so,’ Kurt said, ‘he’d need an I.D.,’
‘Fudge is done,’ Remy said, walking to the microwave. ‘So, do you have clothes I can borrow ‘till we go to-morrow?’

‘I think we’ll have to raid Erik’s closet,’ Remy said. ‘Yeah, I think so too,’

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When Steve walked in-to the kitchen in the morning he saw Kurt; The blue mutant he’d met yester-day flipping potato pancakes. ‘Those smell good,’ Said Steve as he saw Kurt freeze.
‘You ok-ay, Kurt?’ Steve asked. ‘Yeah, I’m fine,’ Kurt said, as he went back to flipping pancakes. ‘I can tell you’re not,’ Steve said; looking Kurt up and down. ‘Well, I’m fine,’ Kurt said, still flipping pancakes. ‘Are you afraid of me?’
‘No,’ Kurt lied. ‘It’s okay to be afraid,’ Steve told him. ‘It’s a stupid fear,’ Kurt said, putting the pancakes on a plate. ‘You think I’ll judge you,’ Steve stated. ‘Yes,’
‘All because you’re German?’
‘Yes,’ Kurt said. ‘Well, I’m not gonna judge you for some-thing that happened be-fore your life-time,’ 
‘It’s just Germany has a bad rep,’
‘It doesn’t have to,’ Steve encouraged. ‘You’re right,’
‘Besides, The War has been over for 66 years. And you weren’t in-volved,’
‘Logan was,’ Kurt muttered. ‘Logan is a soldier,’
‘And I’m not?’
‘Kurt, you’re just a kid,’ Steve said smoothly. ‘Now, can we eat these pancakes?’
‘These are mine,’ Kurt said. ‘What am I to eat?’
‘Your-self,’ Kurt joked. ‘My-self?’
‘Well, Logan once ate him-self. While he was stuck in a glacier a long time ago,’ Jessup said. ‘Can I have some pancakes?’ She said with a smile. ‘Sure,’

‘How come Jessup gets to have the pancakes you made. But I can’t?’ Steve whined. ‘Cause she’s my bester Freund,’
‘And that means?’
‘I’m his best friend,’ Jessup replied. 
‘Oh, Bucky called me; his best mate,’
‘You’re Irish?’ Kurt asked. ‘Guilty as charged,’ Steve said. ‘Are we still going to Dick’s to-day?’ Steve asked. ‘Only if you want to,’ Remy said walking in-to the kitchen. ‘Well, how about we stay here and watch that monster show Jessup and Kurt promised me,’

‘It’s called Sesame Street,’ Kurt interjected. ‘What time does Dick’s open?’ Steve asked, ‘Let me check my phone,’ Kurt said as he slid a rectangle out of his pocket, ‘That’s a phone?’
‘Yeah,’ Jessup said, ‘What time do they open Kurt?’
‘I’m checking, I’m checking,’ Kurt muttered, ‘It says 9am,’ He said proudly. ‘What’s the time now?’ Steve asked. ‘Around 8:30ish,’ Kurt said, looking at the clock on the wall. 
‘Well, then I guess we should get ready then?’ asked Remy. ‘Yeah, we should,’
  
**
Kurt and Steve shared the dressing room as they got ready; ‘So, that shirt is interesting,’ Steve said, looking at the devil shirt on the blue skinned mutant. ‘It’s ironic,’ He said. ‘Because you look like a demon but aren’t a demon?’
‘Exactly,’
Kurt looked at Steve as he touched a white cable knit sweater, ‘That’s Logan’s,’
‘I never knew Logan could own some-thing so nice,’
‘He only wears it when he’s Vegas,’
‘He goes to Vegas?’ Steve asked. ‘Yeah, some-times he plays the part of Patch,’

‘Who’s Patch?’ Asked Steve. ‘A loan shark, a hit-man, really any-thing any-one needs to Logan to be when he’s not Wolverine,’
‘So, he’s a criminal?’
‘So is Remy. Well, Remy is a former thief,’

‘What are you talking about?’ Asked Logan. ‘We’re talking about Patch,’

‘I haven’t been Patch in years,’

‘So you don’t kill people any-more?’

‘No. Not for Jessup’s sake. I could never put her life in danger,’ Said Logan. ‘Are you Jessup’s biological father?’

‘Why are you asking that?’

‘Because you seem so attached to her,’

‘I’ve unofficially adopted her. Her mother knows of this. Her biological father, doesn’t know she exists,’

‘Who’s her biological father?’

‘You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,’

‘Well, who’s her grand-father?’

‘Howard Stark,’

‘So, Howard Stark’s son is her father. Mean-while,
you’ve been playing the role of dad since Jessup was how old?’

‘Since she was 5,’

‘What’s her biological father’s name?’

‘Anthony Edward Stark. Also known as Tony Stark and uses the code name; Iron-Man,’

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‘The Tesseract means nothing to us,’ Charles started, ‘We are not agents nor are we Earth’s Heroes,’ he finished. ‘I’m not asking Professor Xavier. I’m ordering you !’ Coulson said. ‘Well, you can’t order me,’ Logan mutters. ‘As an agent for the American government I can since you’re an-,’ Logan smiles and cuts him off. ‘I always love this part. I’m Canadian,’ He smirks. ‘How old are you Mr. Howlett?’ The Agent asks. ‘I’m 180 years old,’ 

‘You can’t be!’

‘I can,’

‘Can we get this meeting over with,’ Erik says. ‘Fine, I’m just going to say we need the X-Men in order to stop Loki,’

That’s when Coulson hears a knock at the door, ‘It’s Jessup,’ Charles says casually. ‘I’ll get it,’ Logan gets up, ‘Hey, kiddo,’ Logan says to a girl with brown hair and brown eyes and ivory skin, ‘hey, Daddy,’ She smiles showing braces. ‘What’s up?’

‘Me and Kurt are about to put in a movie, and wanted to know if you wanted to watch it with us,’ Says Jessup. ‘What movie?’ Logan asks. Jessup looks at her bare-feet, ‘Kill Bill Volume 1,’

‘We’ll watch it after this meeting,’ Logan gestures to Coulson. ‘O-kay, love you Daddy!’ She hugs him and closes the door. ‘Sorry, my kid interrupted,’ Logan grins. Coulson knows how to bargain with Logan.

‘So, that girl, what’s her name?’ He pretends that he didn’t hear Charles call her; Jessup. ‘Jessup, she’s my kid,’ Logan says, ‘She doesn’t look like you,’ Coulson says. ‘She’s adopted,’ Logan starts, ‘Let’s say Loki gets his on The Tesseract he could hurt Jessup with it,’ Logan knows this game quite well. ‘He wouldn’t,’ Erik says. ‘Erik that’s your name correct?’

‘Yes, my name is Erik,’ he says. ‘Is it true you lost your 2 children?’ Charles knows what Coulson’s next move is and is ready to reveal what it is; He looks a Logan giving him a mental signal to cover his ears; 

‘DON’T USE THEIR CHILDREN AS BARGAINING CHIPS IN THIS GAME OF YOURS!’ He yells looking at the Agent.

As Charles re-gains his cool, Coulson knows he’s in danger. Coulson doesn’t even know what he’s doing until he’s on the steel floor kneeling in-front of a large wooden desk table, ‘We need your help!’ He pleads. ‘Please,’ He adds. ‘We need the X-Men’s help!’

‘Didn’t Mr. Stark pour a lot of his money into your agency? Isn’t Clinton Francis Barton a-part of your team a-long with; Natasha Romanoff. 2 wonderful secret agents? And of course you have Captain Rogers,’

‘Yes, but Professor none of them are you,’ 

‘What do you mean by us?’ Erik says, folding his hands in front of him. ‘Mr. Howlett is a mercenary who is a man of many talents. And you Professor, your mind is considered a weapon by the U.N.. A-long with Mr. Lehnsherr power of controlling magnetism. What else are you hiding?’

There was a beat before the door opened. A boy about 11 walked in with a plastic tray, ‘I heard Charles screaming and thought you guys needed a drink,’ The boy was odd looking; black hair down to his chin, blue skin, that Coulson swore had some-kind of fuzz over it. His hands were not human neither were his feet; his hands had 2 fingers and thumb and his feet that had 2 toes, he also looked at him again, the boy was holding the tray not in his hands but with his tail! HE HAD A TAIL! When the boy put the tray down for the 3 men he saw other things, pointed ears and his eyes. His eyes were terrifying, all yellow, no pupil, he looked at the hands again and saw claws, and when the boy smiled he had fangs. ‘I’ll take my leave now,’ He said, his voice had a slight German accent to it. ‘Thanks, Kurt,’ Said Logan drinking a mug of mulled wine. ‘You’re welcome,’

‘Who’s that?’ Coulson knew this kid was supposed to scare him, and the kid; NO his name is Kurt. ‘What is Kurt’s power?’ He asks. ‘Teleportation, he’s good with swords,’ Charles tells Coulson. ‘Can we please have your help?’ Coulson asks again in a small voice. The men look at each-other. He hears Charles say some-thing through his teeth; ‘ To me my X-Men ,’ He says those words as if agreeing with the other 2 men.

‘Thank you!’ 

**

Steve Rogers wasn’t expecting this to see Phil Coulson walking in-to Stark Tower looking scared shit-less. ‘What’s up with you?’ Steve asks; he notices Coulson is out of breath, ‘Nothing,’ Coulson puts on a mask of calm on his face, how-ever the mask is not fooling Steve. ‘What’s wrong?’ 

‘Those mutants they’re - they’re-,’ Coulson can barely finish before he falls on the nearest chair. ‘They’re what?’ Steve questions. ‘TERRIFYING!’ he yells. ‘Not really,’ Steve states. ‘You said they’d be nice! They were nothing like you said!’

‘Agent you look green,’ Steve says, feeling Coulson’s head, ‘It’s all because of the blue boy named Kurt!’ He screams. ‘Kurt? Terrifying ?’ Steve laughs. ‘He looks like a demon. Is he a demon?’ Coulson asks. ‘No, Phil, he’s mutant,’ Steve says he picks Coulson up and takes him to the medical bay. 

**

‘I don’t believe this,’ Scott says, ‘A stone that can control minds?’ 

‘Scott I know this is some-thing new to you,’ Hank says, ‘I’m a mutant! Why haven’t I heard of a stone like this?!’

‘Because it’s been missing for years. We thought it went in-to the ice with Captain Rogers,’ Logan said. ‘Well, it seems like some-one got a hold of it before we got Rogers out of the ice,’ Beast adds. ‘I mean Logan was the one who found Steve,’

‘How-ever, I didn’t see the stone,’ Logan sighs. ‘I remember when I lived in New Orleans some man talked about this,’ Says Remy. ‘What did he say?’ Jessup chimes in. ‘He said it was a-part of a piece of gauntlet that could destroy the universe,’

‘Well, that’s given us nothin’ Remy,’ Rogue says. ‘What if we looked for it on our own?’ Forge asks. ‘They’d think we were stealing from them,’ Says Ororo. ‘If any-thing this is just bogus some idiot came up with to scare children,’ Kurt says. 

‘I guess we’re heading to Stark Tower,’ Says Charles. ‘I guess so, I’ll get the jet!’ Says Jean. ‘I’ll help her,’ Says Erik. ‘It’s the least I can do,’ he tells Charles. 

**

Tony looks maniac as he fixes the lobby of the Stark Tower. ‘How does this look?’ He asks Nick. ‘It looks fine,’ He says, ‘It needs to be perfect for her. She’s my daughter, and I’ve never met her!’

‘Calm down! She’ll be happy you’re doing this for her,’ Steve says sitting on the couch next to Nick. ‘I’ve never seen Tony like this before,’ Steve says. ‘Me neither,’

‘Is she really his kid?’ Nick asks. ‘Yes, she’s a mix of her mother and him,’

‘Does look like her mother?’ Nick questions. ‘She’s more of her mother,’ 

‘You’ve never met her mother have you?’ Asks Nick. ‘Nope,’

‘Well, I guess we need to prepare for her and the others,’

‘They’re here!’ Yells Natasha.

‘All of them?’ Yells Bruce. ‘Yes,’ 

**

The first one off the Black-Bird is Remy, ‘This is nice,’ he says, pulling Rogue down to the landing pad. ‘It is,’ She agrees. 

‘Look,’ Rogue points with her shoulder. ‘Tony Stark. Jessup’s father ,’ Rogue spits out the word; father , if any-thing Logan is her father. 

‘It’s like a clown-car,’ Whispers Bruce. As Steve walks out to the landing pad, he looks at the plane; ‘It’s wonder-ful to see you all again!’ Steve gives them a big smile. ‘It’s great to see you Steve,’ Rogue notes. ‘Where’s every-one else?’

‘They’ll be out of the Black-Bird in a second,’

When Bruce looks at the plane he sees a blue creature. ‘Kurt how are you?’ Steve says as if he’s friends with the creature. ‘Good,’

A normal woman with long red hair and green hair shakes Steve’s hand, ‘Nice to see you Mrs. Summers,’

‘I told you to call me Jean,’ She tells him. ‘Where’s Scott?’

‘He’ll be doing a dramatic entry,’ Jean tells Steve. 

A man who looks like a blue animal with a white lab-coat and yellow shorts stays silent and shakes Steve’s hand. ‘Is that Logan?’ Bruce asks, his arms crossed over his chest. ‘No. Logan looks more human ,’ Natasha whispers the word; human . A man with feral gestures gets out of the plane next; he slaps Steve on the shoulder and they both laugh, almost like they share some kind of secret joke. ‘It’s good to see you,’ Steve says to the man. ‘That’s Logan,’ Natasha says, an older man with the bald head wheels down a ramp, he looks deeply in-to both Natasha’s and Bruce’s eyes. ‘Charles, wonder-ful to see you,’

‘Steve’s quite the host,’ Tony says. ‘He is,’

Another old man walks out of the plane. He’s much smaller, with a lined face, he’s older than the man in the wheel-chair, he says nothing to no-one, he doesn’t even greet Steve. A woman with white hair walks down the stairs with the grace of a ballerina, a Native American man trails behind her, one of his hands is not a hand, but a gun, after that a young girl with brown hair and brown eyes runs in-to Steve’s arms. ‘Hello, Jessup!’ He says. ‘That’s my girl,’ Tony says looking in-to the girl’s eyes. 

‘She’s not your girl ?’ Says Bruce. ‘She’ll be my daughter,’

‘She is your daughter, biologically just not legally,’ Bruce says, ‘I’ll take the custody from that man some-how,’

‘I heard he unofficially adopted her,’ Says Natasha. ‘What?’

‘It’s some-thing mutants do,’

**

‘So, how did exams go?’ Steve asked. ‘Good,’ Kurt and Jessup say in unison. ‘So, I heard you scared Phil Coulson half to death,’ Steve whispered to Kurt. ‘I did and I didn’t know I was being forced to-do that,’ 

‘I was the one who made the mulled wine,’ Jessup interrupted. ‘Well, it worked, what-ever play Erik, Charles or Logan used. It worked,’

‘I heard Charles yell at Coulson,’ Kurt said, ‘I also smelled the fear on Coulson,’

‘The nose knows,’ Steve joked. ‘Are all your senses en-hanced?’ Jessup asked. ‘Yes, what about you?’

‘Also yes. All mutants have it for survival purposes,’ Jessup said. ‘Your dad has the best senses,’ Tony heard Steve say to his daughter. ‘Yeah, pretty sure Daddy was an actual Wolverine in a past life,’ She giggled. Giggled , Tony couldn’t believe that. 

**

Before the debrief Tony decides to pull Logan aside and talk to him. May-be even threaten him.

‘So, Bub,’ Logan says when they start their little meeting. ‘What’s a Bub ?’ Asks Tony. ‘It’s my nick-name for people,’ Logan says gently. ‘Oh. So you have your own language?’ Tony asks. ‘Kinda. I speak English, French, and Japanese mostly. I know others, how-ever those are my primary languages,’

‘Huh, never heard of any-thing like that,’ Tony says, impressed. ‘It’s a sign of respect when you’re impressed by your enemy,’ Logan smirks and walks away. Tony is left stunned in silence. ‘You o-kay Tony?’ Asks Natasha. ‘Yeah, I’m fine,’ He says, trying to sound normal. ‘What is Mr. Howlett’s kill count?’ Tony asks gasping for air, ‘I don’t know, it’s most likely in the millions due to him being in 100s,’

‘He’s in his 100s?’ Tony asks, ‘Tony your face is white. Do you need a doctor?’ Natasha asks. ‘No, I’m good,’ He takes a few breaths and walks in-to the War-Room.

**

‘So, this cube can control minds?’ Charles asks with skepticism. ‘Yes, and Loki wants it,’ Bruce responds, ‘That sounds like falsch,’ Kurt whispers as drinks his water, ‘Falsch?’ Asks Tony. ‘German for bogus,’ Says Kurt. ‘How’d you know that?’ Tony asks. ‘I’m German,’ He smiles. ‘O-kay, moving on. Does any-one know how to catch a Norse God?’ asked Bruce. ‘I’ll be bait,’ Says Remy. ‘And you are?’ Tony asked. ‘Remy LeBeau. Mes amis m’appellent Gambit,’ 

‘I’m so confused, can we speak English please!’ Tony yells. ‘You may have a 270 IQ, but I have a 130 IQ and natural killer instinct-,’

‘STOP BOTH OF YOU! I’M NOT A PRIZE TO BE WON! I MAY BE ANTHONY EDWARD STARK’S BIOLOGICAL BASTARD DAUGHTER HOW-EVER, JAMES LOGAN HOWLETT HELPED MY MA RAISE ME! SO STOP THIS COCK FIGHT BOTH OF YOU!’ Jessup yelled and then sat down next to Rogue who put her arm around her. ‘Okay, I say we end this here. Let’s all cool off,’ Says Maria Hill. ‘Good idea Agent Hill,’ Fury says. 

With-out a word Jessup escapes from the War-Room with tears in her eyes. 

Kurt got up from his chair and walked to the door and said; ‘Dein Hahnenkampf hat diese Mission durcheinander gebracht,’

‘What did he say?’ Coulson asks. ‘That their cock fight has ruined our mission,’ Whispers Clint. ‘Oh,’

**

‘Do you have a room I can destroy stuff in?’ Jessup asks an agent. ‘Who are you?’ asks the agent, ‘I’m Jessup Anna-Marie Quill, Tony’s daughter,’

‘You want to destroy a room?’ He asks. ‘Yes,’

‘Why?’

‘Let’s just I’ve had the worst day of my life,’ She answers. ‘What do you mean?’

‘Well, this whole week sucked ass! Germany was invaded by A God, and now some stupid agency wants to use me and friends to find a stone that controls the mind! It’s bull-shit!’

‘Sorry, Agent Wilson, I’ll take care of this,’ Says Steve. ‘Okay, Captain Rogers,’

‘A week that sucked ass ? I thought you did well on your finals?’ Steve asks, trying not to laugh, ‘I did. Did you ever have a best friend who you’re super close to due to a shared experience?’

‘Yes,’

‘Did your friend’s home country ever get attacked by a Norse God reminding said country of a trauma they’re still getting over?’

‘No,’ Steve says. ‘I don’t know much about Pearl Harbour. How-ever, I know Hitler took over Germany, and ruled there as a dictator,’

‘No,’

‘Then I guess we’re both built differently,’ Says Jessup. ‘We are. Do you want to come the place that helps me keep my sanity?’

‘Sure,’

**

‘This is the Cap-Cave,’ Steve says. ‘It’s just a gym,’ Jessup says. ‘I know,’ Steve says, looking at all the Captain America pictures. ‘I didn’t know you met a young JFK,’ Jessup says tracing the picture, ‘Yeah, I met him,’

‘Did you meet Oppenheimer?’ Asks Jessup. ‘Oppenheimer?’

‘He made the atomic bomb,’ Jessup said with a casual smile. ‘No. How ‘bout we take your anger out on a punching bag?’

‘Sounds good to me,’ 

‘Let me grab the medical tape,’ Steve says walking away. ‘Also do you need gloves?’ Asks Steve. ‘I don’t need either,’ Jessup says to him. ‘Why not?’ Then he slaps his fore-head, ‘Mutant healing!’ He laughs.

**

‘So, you're down-here with-out me?’ Asks Kurt. ‘Sorry,’ Steve says.

Chapter Text

‘So since you have 2 fingers and a thumb how do you form a fist?’ Steve asked Kurt. ‘Like this,’ Kurt made a fist as if he had 4 fingers and a thumb. ‘Nice. I’m guessing the monks didn’t teach you that?’ Steve added. ‘No, Logan did,’ Kurt said as he hit the bag. ‘Where did you learn Steve?’ Kurt asked, ‘I lived in Brooklyn, you had to know how to fend for your-self. Even though I was very sickly,’

‘How sick?’ Kurt asked, hitting the bag much harder this time, ‘Very,’ Steve said ending at that. ‘Kurt if I may ask, why were you taken to a monastery?’

‘Well, I like to call my-self a science project,’ He muttered, ‘A science project?’

‘Some-thing akin to The Creature from Frankenstein,’

‘I thought Frankenstein was the monster?’ Steve asked, ‘Victor Frankenstein was a monster of his own,’ Jessup interjected. ‘Interesting,’ Steve said, pacing the gym, ‘Any-way Kurt I’d like to know more. If that’s alright?’

‘Sure. I have 2 Mutters,’ Kurt began, ‘Irene Alder and Raven Darkholme,’ Kurt added, ‘in the late 90s Irene told Raven to shoot her shot with Baron Christian Wagner. And she did,’ He sighed, ‘It went well for a-while,’ he threw a hard hit on the bag, ‘Until, she met the demon Azazel. The 2 started an affair. My mum was lucky enough that Baron Wagner never noticed her affair. How-ever,’ Kurt began, ‘She grew bored of Azazel and they broke up. In the year 2000. Irene asked for a baby,’ Kurt groaned, ‘I’m sorry for asking this,’ Steve said, ‘It’s o-kay, some-times we need to let out our trauma,’ Said Kurt. ‘That’s good advice. Tony should take it,’

‘So, should Logan. Any-way, my mum said yes and I was made. My mum used the DNA of Baron Wagner, Azazel and her-self to make me. How-ever Irene carried me. If that makes any sense so I got her genes too,’

‘That does sound like The Creature from Frankenstein,’ Steve told Kurt, ‘Any-way, Baron Wagner walked in on my 2 Mutters and Raven killed him. Raven pretended to be him for a-while. And also helped carry me. Trust me I’m just as confused as you are. And mum wrote this to me in a letter,’ Kurt smiled sadly, ‘Well, she typed the letter. Any-way, I was born on November 11th 2000. And Irene had a hard birth with me. Irene did love me for a second. And then noticed I was too blue for her. Mean-while Raven hid me under a tree if I remember correctly. And told me she loved me, and left me to save Irene. That’s when the monks found me,’ Kurt finished, sighing in relief. ‘That’s quite the story,’

‘It is,’ Steve told Kurt. 

**

‘So, Mr. LeBeau, what do you know of this gauntlet?’ Nick Fury asked. ‘Not much. It’s just some-thing an old girl-friend said to me,’ He shrugged, ‘I thought it was a myth of some sort. Je ne crois pas qu'un gant  puisse détruire le monde,’

‘Does The Tesseract have any other names?’ Dr. Banner questioned, ‘Yes,’ Remy told them, ‘What is it?’

‘La pierre de l’esprit,’ Remy told the 2 men. 

**

‘Have you ever met Loki?’ Coulson asked Logan. ‘Listen, just because I was born in 1832. Does not mean I have met the Norse God Of Mischief,’ Logan flashed a smile that made Coulson’s blood run cold.

**

‘So, you’re tellin’ me? You’re not a demon or an elf but a mutant and you have 2 moms?’ Banner asks Kurt. ‘Yup,’ Kurt responded.

**

‘Get your gear!’ Steve yells, as Remy walks to The Black-Bird. ‘Where is he going?’ Asked Tony, ‘Remy is grabbing their gear,’ Steve whispered. ‘How do you know?’

‘I just know,’ Steve said, walking away to grab his gear. 

**

‘Who the Hell would choose blue and yellow for their gear?’ Asked Tony. ‘Who would choose black for their gear?’ Jessup asked. ‘It just seems like Mr. Howlett wouldn’t wear bright colours,’

‘He likes The University Of Michigan’s foot-ball team,’

‘What are Michigan’s colours?’

‘Blue and yellow. Their mascot is a wolverine,’ Jessup laughed. 

‘Ready to go?’ Kurt asks. ‘Yeah, I’ll be there in a second,’ Jessup waved him off. ‘He’s not wearing yellow and blue,’

‘Not every-one does. Besides, the blue would match his skin,’ Says Jessup. ‘Yeah, that makes sense,’ As Jessup put on her gas blue boots he looked at her, ‘How’s your mother?’ Tony asked, ‘Good,’ She said; not looking him in the eye.

‘Are you nervous?’ Tony questioned. ‘No, I’ve had training for some-thing like this,’ She told him as she pulled on her other boot. ‘Let’s go!’ She told Tony. 

‘I have a question,’ Fury said to Charles; ‘It’s called, Cerebro and detects both humans and mutants,’

‘We’re not looking for a human or a mutant we’re looking for a-,’ Charles cut him off; ‘A God. I know may-be Cerebro can help,’ That was all Charles said to Nick.

**

‘This is nice,’ Scott said, feeling the panels of the Quinjet. ‘I know,’ Bruce said proudly. ‘Dr. Banner, did you build it?’ Scott added, ‘No, but I helped,’

‘What’d you help with?’ Scott asked. ‘The blue-prints,’ Says Bruce. ‘May-be you can up-date The-,’

‘I’ll do the updating of The Black-Bird,’ Said Forge, ‘So what can you do?’ Bruce asked, ‘I can understand machines,’ He answers. ‘And you’re part machine, correct?’ Tony asked. ‘Yes,’ Forge finished. ‘This is one nice ride. How-ever, I feel sick,’ Says Remy, ‘You get air-sick?’

‘Some-times,’ Remy tells Tony. ‘I’ll get you some water,’ Says Natasha. ‘Thanks,’

‘So, Jessup, do you like it?’ Tony asks. ‘It’s o-kay, I’ll say the interior is nice,’ She said, running her hands on one of the walls, ‘Reminds me of Star Wars. Feels like we’re about to witness Luke Skywalker destroy the Death Star,’

‘You’re such a nerd,’ He tells her, ‘Also stop molesting my jet!’

‘It’s not even yours,’ She mumbles. ‘You wanna talk to your dad like that?’ Tony says, then smiles as Jessup sticks her tongue out at him.

‘So, you were never a-part aerial battles?’ Steve asked Logan. ‘Nope. I was mostly on the ground or in a naval battle,’ Logan tells Steve. 

‘Logan has quite the history of battles on the ground,’ Beast says, ‘So, Kurt, how do you feel on your first trip that’s not on The Black-Bird?’ Jessup asked, ‘Well, it’s nice. A little bumpy, other than that, quite enjoyable,’ 

‘Do you feel Han Solo?’ Kurt asks Remy. ‘Kinda,’ Remy says he sips his bottle of water. ‘Who’s the guy in the cape?’ Kurt asks. ‘I think God Of Thunder,’ Says Hank. ‘I’ve seen God. And he’s never looked like that!’ Kurt points to the man flying near their ship. ‘Alright who wants to make contact with The God Of Thunder?’ Hank asks, ‘I will,’ Jessup tells him jumping out the jet flying towards him, ‘I’ll give it to her,’ Says Tony. ‘She’s got guts,’ He finished. ‘She does,’ Logan sighs. ‘You o-kay?’ Tony asks. ‘That’s my baby girl and she’s going to make contact with The God Of Thunder,’ Logan could hear Kurt praying. ‘It’s going to be alright,’ Rogue says; as she puts her hand on his shoulder.

**

‘That was awesome,’ Jessup said even though she was sore, ‘You Water-Works are very brave,’ Thor tells Jessup. ‘Thank you. How-ever you can call me Jessup,’

‘Jessup. Where’s that elf friend of yours?’ He asks, ‘I don’t know,’ Jessup says. 

‘More than one God?’ Kurt asked Remy. ‘It’s mad,’ Remy said, fixing his wet hair, ‘It seems as if my world has once again been changed,’

‘When did your world change for the first time?’

‘When I teleported to The Mansion,’

‘Oh. Mine was when I met your sister,’ Remy says grabbing a comb, ‘Can grab me a rubber band please?’

‘Sure,’ Kurt says going through Remy’s duffle, ‘Why aren’t you as shocked as I am with this whole thing?’ Kurt said finding a rubber band, ‘May-be because I didn’t grow up with monks,’ Remy said, grabbing the rubber band and pulling his hair into a man-bun. ‘Listen, Kurt. We’ll figure this whole thing out. We’ll defeat Loki and every-thing’ll go back to normal,’ He reassures the younger mutant. ‘Normal?’ Kurt asked. ‘What’s normal for us any-way,’ Remy pulled a clean shirt on. ‘C’mon let’s go eat dinner,’

**

‘So, your brother is on a killing spree and he started in Germany? Which is my home?’ Kurt said with anger. ‘Yes,’ Thor retorted. ‘It seems as if he’s repeating history,’ Steve mutters. ‘What do you mean repeating history ?’

‘It’s a long and disturbing story,’ Logan answers. 

**

‘So The Mind-Stone turns people in-to your brother’s own personal flying monkeys?’ Natasha asks Thor. ‘I under-stood that reference,’ Steve laughed.

**

‘So, Mr. Howlett, are you nervous?’ Tony asked Logan. ‘No, I’m just remembering Alberta’s motto,’ Logan smiled. ‘What is it?’ Clint asks. ‘ Fortis et Liber ,’ Logan said, ‘Huh?’ Clint says. ‘Strong and free,’ He translated for Clint.

‘Strong and free? Are you sure you’re strong?’ Steve teases. ‘I’m much stronger than you, Rogers,’ He laughed. ‘Oh really?’ Says Steve. ‘Really,’ Logan smiled. ‘Is this what happens before battles?’

‘People let off steam. Some-times drinking, some-times big rousing speeches. It really depends on the soldiers,’ Bruce tells Tony. 

‘Any-one got a rousing speech before we save the world?’ Tony asked. ‘TO ME MY X-MEN!’ Logan bellows, raising a fist in-to the sky; Tony notices the fist has claws. ‘AVENGERS!’ Steve says, ‘ASSEMBLE!’ grabbing his shield. 

**

‘So, Elf, what are your powers?’ Thor asks Kurt. ‘Well, I can teleport. And I’m good with swords,’ Kurt answers. ‘Swords?’ Thor asked. ‘Yes, I have 3 swords,’ Kurt responds. ‘What are their names?’ Thor says. ‘Swords have names?’ Tony asks. ‘All the best swords have names,’ Thor told him. ‘Well. I’m kinda embarrassed about their names,’ Kurt said scratching the back of his neck. ‘What are they named Sugar Cube? Cherry Pop? Coffee?’ Tony asked. ‘Can you shut your mouth,’ Logan tells Tony. ‘Who made you the boss of me?’ Tony asks Logan. ‘I’m older than you,’ 

‘Any-way, tell ‘em what you named your swords. I think it’s cool,’ Steve told Kurt. ‘You know about his swords?’

‘I lived with the X-Men for a-while,’ Steve said, not looking at Tony. ‘They’re called; Michael, George and Jerome,’

‘Why do they have human names?’ Tony asked. ‘Well, Michael is an arch-angel,’ Remy said, ‘George is a dragon slayer, and there are 2 Jerome’s, how-ever I know he’s talkin’ about the second one; Jerome the saint of orphans and abandoned children. Like Kurt I can relate to the 2nd one,’

‘What about you Jessup do you have weapons?’ Thor asks her. ‘Well. I can control water, fly and I’m good with a sword,’

‘I deal with fencing like swords like Errol Flynn,’ Kurt said, ‘She uses a sword that’s also a pen,’ Kurt explained. 

‘Alright looks like it’s time for a fight!’ Says Logan.

**

The first time Tony saw Logan’s hands, he had no idea what he was expecting: the hands were big and hairy, he wore his nails long and clean, he had scars on his knuckles from his claws popping out of there. How-ever the first time he heard the noise of Logan’s claws popping out, it sounded like a sword being released from it’s sheath. 

‘So, what exactly are we lookin’ for?’ Remy asks. ‘Frost giants, ogres, trolls, and dark elves,’ Thor responded. ‘So, basically my current D&D campaign?’ Jessup asks, ‘My daughter plays D&D?’

‘If we’re lookin’ for some-thing then I think it’s best to hide between buildings,’ Logan said, ‘Why should we hide?’ 

‘Because it gives us cover,’ Forge told Tony. ‘Who died and made The X-Men in charge?’ Natasha asks, ‘Team-work makes the dream work,’ Logan says with a grin, ‘How big are each of the creatures?’ Kurt asks, ‘A Frost-Giant about 12 feet tall, an Ogre about 6 feet, an Orc around 5 feet, and a Dark-Elf about 8 feet,’ Thor says casually as if this was some-thing you talked about in day-to-day life. ‘Well, what happens if we don’t kill them?’

‘Loki takes over the universe,’ Kurt tells Scott. ‘I hear some-thing!’ Logan says, covering the group with his body, ‘What is it?’ Jean asks. ‘It’s I believe it’s an Orc,’

‘I’ll take the first kill,’ Jessup says, jumping off the ground; balls of water floating above her palms, ‘HEY LOSER!’ she beckoned toward the Orc, ‘Come and get it!’

As she threw balls of water at The Orc, Remy joined in the fun, lighting up his Bo Staff and hitting another that came from behind the one Jessup fought with. Steve saw one running near Logan, ‘COVER ME!’ Logan yelled, grabbing one and slicing it’s head off, ‘This is where the fun begins!’ Logan said with a slasher smile. 

Kurt felt some-one fuzzy next to him, ‘Mutter?’ he asked, ‘Mutter?’

‘How did you end up with the heroes?’ Asked a Dark Elf. ‘I’m sorry what?’

‘Why did you choose their side?’ The Dark Elf asked again. ‘I’m not an elf,’ Kurt said, stabbing it in the heart with one of his swords. ‘I’m a mutant! AND PROUD!`

As Jessup and Remy fought off a pack of Orcs; Steve shot one of them with his sawed off shot-gun, ‘Nice job!’ Tony said from the air, ‘I can do one better,’ He said flying over every-one’s heads as he blew up a group of Ogres. 

When one Dark Elf got too close to Rogue, Natasha shot in the heart, ‘That’s what girls do!’ Natasha told Rogue. ‘Uh, thanks?’ Rogue said as flew to the top of a Frost-Giant dropping a pile of bricks on it’s head. As she flew down Clint handed her a knife, ‘Keep it!’ He told her, when one Orc came close to Rogue she slit it’s throat, ‘This is quite a work out!’ Storm said to Thor as she shocked one to death, ‘It could be considered as that,’ Thor told her, ‘Alright Banner! Be-come the Green Guy!’ Said Beast punching Bruce’s arm, ‘OW!’

‘I see more down near the bus stop!’ Scott said in-to their ear-pieces, ‘Be right there,’ Said Logan. ‘So, Erik, are you enjoying your-self?’ 

‘I haven’t had this fun since I killed Shaw in The 60s,’ Erik said, ‘You’re the one who killed Sebastian Shaw?’ Hawkeye asked over the ear-piece; ‘Yes, and it was for a good cause,’

‘Hey, Thor, I think your brother is running out of mooks!’ Tony yelled from the air. ‘It seems so. It also seems like he wants to battle me!’ Thor said, flying toward a dark portal.

‘This is like Cain and Abel,’ Kurt said, ‘but with Gods,’ Logan added.