The Best There Is

Logan sniffed the air. "Sunova..." he grunted. "Can't get a clear trace of whoever the hell decided to come 'ere." he muttered to himself, planting a hand on a tree. Wolverine leaned on the bark of the trunk, taking the moment to figure out how to move on. "The fuck kinda place is this anyway? I smell nothin' too bad in the air. No pollution... No drugs... Nothin'."

"It's like..." he inhaled, "Ah, forget it. I should probably haul my ass somewhere though."

And with that, Wolverine marched on, wondering where the nearest town was at. He heard the sound of water and looked to his left, seeing a moving ravine. Deciding to drink something, Logan walked there, kneeling down and cupping his hands in the slow river. He raised his hands and sipped the water. He then wiped his mouth, "Needed that. Lord knows how long I'm gonna be here..."

Logan placed a hand on one knee and the other on the ground, helping himself stand up. He grunted, getting back to his feet.

"Let's see where this path takes me." the X-Man told himself, choosing to continue on. "I ain't got nothin' else to do anyhow."

Wolverine moved his head left and right, making sure no wild animal was able to catch him off guard. The mutant gritted his teeth at the silence of the forest, feeling that something was wrong. He sniffed again, hoping his senses could track something. "Damn..." he whispered, "Smells more like wood. But there's enough here as it is. Kinda feels like it's gettin' closer though."

A roar surprised the X-Man, making him jump back. He raised his fists, ready to face the source of the sound. "Show yourself, bub. I ain't afraid of ya." he threatened.

Trembles were felt on the ground, each one getting louder and bigger with each passing second. He took one step forward, positioning himself so that he wouldn't trip. A hand allowed himself to lean on a tree placed next to him, keeping him still as whatever was coming for him was getting closer.

'Well... That's new.' he thought in a snarky manner.

Towering over him was a mammal of sorts. But what really confused Logan was that it appeared to be made of wood and stood over him in height. It roared in his face, prompting Wolverine to cover his face from the bramble and leaves being tossed in his direction from the creature's mouth.

"Listen here, ya wooden critter. I'm not in a good mood. So either back off, or we'll have to do this the hard way." Logan warned, swiping a hand in a shooing motion.

Instead of backing away, the creature lowered itself to roar in the X-Man's face again. Logan gritted his teeth once the loud noise subsided, giving himself a moment to speak. "Tryin' to sound tough... I can respect that." he admitted.

The wooden animal lunged a claw in Logan's direction, prompting the mutant to hop backwards, dodging the wooden appendage. He quietly growled. "Hard way it is, bub." he threatened. His flicked his arms down, and that all-too familiar sound echoed through the forest.

SNIKT!

Wolverine grunted, driving his metal claws into the back of the monster's paw, making it yelp in pain. The creature remained still as Logan drove his other set of claws into the monster's hand. In response, it tried to swipe him away, but the X-Man hopped off, swiping his arms downward, slicing apart the arm, cutting it to pieces.

The animal tried to keep itself standing as Wolverine landed on the grass. "Not so tough are ya?" he taunted, raising his adamantium claws once again.

It roared in his face again. "Ugh... Of course I could still smell yer breath. It fuckin' reeks of sap." Logan mocked, waving the scent off of him.

Wolverine then rolled as the monster used its free limb to smash him down again. The X-Man got to a kneeling position and gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"Grah!" he yelled while leaping, drilling his claws into the monster's other paw before jumping again. He flailed his arms left and right, breaking apart the wooden animal's body into mere splinters. Some splinters managed to pick through his costume, giving him only a second of pain to shrug off in response.

The animal got smaller with each cut, "Stay down you sunova..." Wolverine muttered. He finally got to the ground once he saw the splinters of the animal refuse to move. "Finally." he told himself, rubbing his knuckles.

Then, the pieces started to rumble in their spots. "What the hell?" he asked.

The pieces all began to form back together into the wooden creature Wolverine just finished cutting. "So, ready for round two are ya, bub?" he mocked, revealing his claws once more.

Lowering its head, the monster sneered at Logan. Wolverine didn't flinch at all, choosing to stand his ground. "Grr..." he snarled, facing the monster and staring it in its glowing eyes. The two stared each other down for a few moments, both of them refusing to move.

That is, until the monster ran off in fright. Wolverine could hear its quiet whimpers as it left his view. "That'll teach ya." he sneered, sheathing his claws back into his knuckles. "Now, where the hell am I going now?" he asked himself. "Hm... First I should see if this world even has any towns to stop in." he picked off the splinters and pieces of wood that managed to stick to his flesh and costume before continuing on.

And so, Logan, with no other goal in mind, chose to find a nearby town he could take refuge in for the night. The X-Man wandered on, his mind ignoring how annoyingly long it took until he finally found something. He sniffed the air. "Smoke of a fireplace... Treats..." he grumbled the last word, wondering how the two scents correlate. "...And... Horses, but it's... different?" he wondered aloud.

With no other option, Wolverine found himself standing on a small cliffside, a small town in the distance. "That oughta be a good place to start, I suppose. The person who came here better hope he didn't do nuthin'. Otherwise, I may just have to teach 'em a lesson." he whispered.

Seeing where to go, Logan knelt down, using his claws to climb down the rocky terrain easier. He really didn't feel like having his healing factor used for cliff-jumping again.

On the opposite end of the forest was a monster. It was a bipedal creature with lots of hair covering its chest and hair that spiked up like a feral dog and only had a small pair of shorts on. It sprinted in the forest without a care in the world. For some reason, its sense of smell was greatly enhanced and it felt invincible.

"Where is it?"

The voice got the creature's attention and it sprinted to the left, hiding behind a tree to catch its prey. It saw three ponies wearing explorer's gear, one of them with a horn and a map surrounded by a glowing aura. "The treasure should be a few steps from where we're at!"

"I dunno man." another explorer said. "Maybe it's wrong."

The creature huffed, a scowl on its face. It stomped out of its hiding spot and revealed itself to the ponies. The three of them jumped back in surprise. "Woah! What are you?" one of them asked, curious as to what is standing there.

It huffed and brought its arms down, revealing three metal appendages coming from its knuckles.

SNIKT!

The feral human stepped forward, a smirk evident on his mouth. "S-Stay back..." the unicorn pleaded. He shot out a beam of magic, creating a burn mark on his chest. The human remained still, feeling the burnt wound close itself in a matter of seconds. He looked down to face the unicorn and drove his claws directly into the top of his head, killing him.

"Map Tracker!" one of the other ponies screamed. It tried to punch the monster, but he grabbed his hoof and snapped it, earning a scream. The creature then used his claws to stab him directly in the heart.

"N-No..." the last pony whimpered. He only heard the sound of metal slashing before everything went black for him.

The monster stood over the bodies of the three ponies, blood covering his hands and chest. It panted, looking at his palms and clenched them into fists. He growled and walked away, leaving the bodies for someone to find.

He must kill. It's what he was created to do.