Anon-A-Miss: The Son Of Wolverine

James tossed and turned. He snarled as his nose wrinkled in anger. He growled, almost as if he was a wolf preparing to kill it's prey. The feral mutant roared and snarled as he suddenly awoke from the nightmare, sweating profusely.

Sunset awoke next to him. She leaned over to him and placed her hands on his comfortingly.

"James, I heard your nightmare, are you ok?" She asked softly, her voice full of love and concern towards him. Her ocean blue eyes gazing softly into his own hazlenut brown eyes, which were locked onto he own softly.

"Do ya have nightmares?" He asked. His voice hoarse and quivering ever so slightly.

"Yes, nightmares about the fall formal" She replied, as she could relate to having nightmares.

"Mine are different" James mumbled, looking away slightly

He began to sit up as he winced in pain. His eyes tightly closed as he picked up the Adamantine bullet, its cylindrical shape fitting between his thumb and forefinger.

"Ya know what this is?" He asked, as she nodded silently. "It's made out of Adamantine." he quietly spoke, not wanting to take another trip down memory lane. "It's what they put inside of me, and is what's gonna coat yer skeleton."

"That's why it can kill us" He finished. " It's probably what's slowly killing me now."

"Ah got this a long time ago. Ah kept it as a reminder of, what ah am"

"Actually ah uhh". He sighed. "Ah was thinking of shooting mahself with it. Like Charles said". He said, copying his father, Logan's words, from when they were hiding with the mutant children in North Dakota, or "Eden" as the kids called it, before they were headed off to Canada which was a safe place for mutants both old and new.

"I've hurt people too" Sunset stated sadly, regretting her past. Tears of pain and sorrow burning in her eyes.

"You'll have ta learn how ta live with that" He added, regretting every time he had to kill. Be it for interrogation, survival or war.

"They were bad people" Sunset added, remembering the harsh glares and insults students had given her.

"All the same" He finished, before laying back down to sleep, as did she. Every day, he had to live with the fact that he had seen people die. Good and bad people. He wanted to be better. He wasn't going to ever let Sunset die or be hurt. He was going to protect her, no matter what.