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(part 4, final part ) Wolverine vs Batman: Infernal Hatred (violent)


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Jean, she was talking to Logan.

 

“Join me, Logan.”

 

“What? How are you still here?”

 

“I have been preserved by the Phoenix force. Stop fighting these monsters, save this planet. It’s not your war. You fought your war when you saved me and yourself. Come to me, my love.”

 

“I can’t Jean. As much as I love you, we both know that you would never want me to stop. You would never tell me to stop saving people, to stop saving the world. Goodbye, now Jean!”

 

Wolverine woke up with a shudder. His hands were restrained to a small and old bed. The room he was in was fashioned out of a reddish looking marble, with stains and cracks everywhere. In a seat was a man. As the blurriness went away, Logan recognized this man. In his right hand was a chimichanga and in his left was a desert eagle. He wore a red costume. Suddenly, Deadpool got up from his chair.

 

“Oh good! You’re awake. I’ve been so bored with you unconscious. I was planning to just kill you in your sleep, but then it felt quite rude to kill you without letting you much on one of them Chimichangas.”

 

“How generous.”

 

“Nah pal, it’s nothing. I trust you’ll cooperate with me later on when I try to brutally murder you?”

 

“Yeah, bub. Sure I will”

 

“Great!”

 

Deadpool approached the chair and started to remove Wolverine’s restraints. Without a moment's delay, Wolverine extended his claws and pierced them into Deadpool’s heart.

 

“Hey! I even promised you a Chimichanga! Now, what are you mad about?”

 

“Ya’ forgot my beer!”

 

Then Logan proceeded to smash Deadpool on his own seat and strapped him up with the restraints. Just as Logan started to leave the room, Deadpool hollered “Hey! Hey! Come back! I have other people to murder and Chimichangas to eat!” As Logan closed the door behind him, Deadpool’s complaints continued.

 

Ever since the assault at Wayne enterprises confusion and bafflement were the only things which Logan felt. The given hint was that a son killed his beloved. Who this son was, memory could not recollect. He had many sons. Most of whom were dead by now, but still there remained plenty who might seek revenge. Later on, the realization struck him like a lightning bolt. Though he had many sons, only one’s name started with D and only one could possibly bear so much hate. Now Logan knew who had to die for his payback to be completed. He scurried into a taxi going towards Osborn industries.

 

By the time the taxi arrived, the cover of night was present. There were a bitterly cold wind and lots of people moving about. It wouldn’t be easy for Logan to sneak into the building. As rain began to descend on the roof where he was standing, he heard footsteps.

 

Within mere minutes, a small army of soldiers was standing on the roof, guns aimed at the intruder.

 

“Guys, we all know how this is gonna end, so why don’t ya’ p-” Wolverine’s speech was interrupted by gunfire. Wolverine went into berserker mode. He ran, instantly healing from the bullet wounds, and hacked and slashed enemies apart. Stabbing one fatally, kicking another off the roof and shooting still another with his own gun. Once the roof was littered with corpses, a man stepped up.

 

“Ahh, father. I’ve been waiting for you. Good that you’re here now, I will finally have the rest of my revenge!”

 

“Daken?! I told you, I didn’t kill your mother. I loved her!”

 

“YES, YOU DID!”

 

“NO, I didn’t. Now, why won’t you return my calls? I thought you died at the hands of Daredevil. Catwoman also said that you killed Jean”

 

Daken held up the tattered remains of Jean’s clothes, covered in dust and black patches. Wolverine’s expression turned sour. The realization that Jean was dead because Daken thought that Wolverine had murdered Daken’s mother was just too much. Logan was infuriated, but he knew that if he tried to simply attack Daken, he would fail. After all, the other Masumura blade had been broken and fused into Daken’s claws. Before Logan could make a move, there were already claws slashing in his direction.

 

Daken left no holds barred. Since there was no adamantium infused into his skeleton, he moved considerably faster than his father. He managed to impale his right hand’s claws into Wolverine’s stomach. Wolverine screamed in agony and chopped off Daken’s hand, who was also howling in pain now.

 

“Yeah bub, you take a minute there,” Logan said, hoping against hope that his healing factor would kick in. It didn’t. Wolverine looked at a picture of Jean which had fallen from his pocket. The picture was covered in blood and dirt. What needed to be done was quite clear. The issue was whether or not it would be done.

 

Daken got up, missing his right hand. He tried once again to impale Wolverine, but the latter was too quick. Wolverine dodged the incoming attack and then with his bare hands, broke the claws off his rival’s hands, and tried to jam them into Daken’s forehead, but this time Daken was too quick.

 

“She begged me for mercy when I was slowly and painfully killing her. I told her that my mother was given none, so you shall receive none!”

 

“Do ya’ mean Batman didn’t kill Jean, it was you?! You set him up, then led me into killing Catwoman?! Just because you thought I killed your mother?!”

 

“Yes, precisely. I can still hear Jean’s voice in my head, pleading to be spared.”

 

This small exchange of words was more than enough to make Wolverine go into berserker mode. He ran, hacking and slashing at his son with his claws, one hit after another, viciously until Daken was more blood than skin. Then, he used Daken’s claws and smashed them into Daken’s own heart.

 

Tears ran down his eyes. He knew he had done what he needed to. He knew he had avenged his lover. He knew that no more of his friends would die because of his son’s ignorance. But the fact that it had been achieved through the death of his own son was not something he could easily accept. He slowly walked off the roof, leaving the remains of his son.

Edited by LOLKILLERTOTHEDEATH

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Approved.

 

- Multiple phrase adjustments

- Removal of unnecessary capital letters

- Multiple additions of pronouns

 

The series, for me, had alot of potential. But it was executed in a way which was too hasty and too complicated, with addition of too many characters which didn't fit the plot well. The overall story was full of ripoffs, although I will say that your grammar has improved substantially.

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Approved.

 

- Multiple phrase adjustments

- Removal of unnecessary capital letters

- Multiple additions of pronouns

 

The series, for me, had alot of potential. But it was executed in a way which was too hasty and too complicated, with addition of too many characters which didn't fit the plot well. The overall story was full of ripoffs, although I will say that your grammar has improved substantially.

I still struggle to remove pronouns. 

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:D I'll wait for the next stuff.

about the guide

 

I'll try to post it, but lately, I have been a little busier than I am normally. IF you want, I can send you a link where you can read it and kindly provide me your feedback which would be helpful.

 

If you want me to, I'll just PM you the link

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about the guide

 

I'll try to post it, but lately, I have been a little busier than I am normally. IF you want, I can send you a link where you can read it and kindly provide me your feedback which would be helpful.

 

If you want me to, I'll just PM you the link

I'm busy atm so I guess I'll just wait  :unsure:

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