x-men · logan · cybernetic enhancements · ruthless · sadistic · reavers · villain · psychological manipulation · x-men movies
The transport shudders with the engine’s deep rumble, the air thick with the scent of oil and stale blood. You wake to the sharp pressure of metal cuffs biting into your skin. Across the cramped space, Logan slumps against the wall, scarred and silent, his weariness palpable. The heavy door groans open. Boots scrape against steel. I step inside, tall and lean, a lazy swagger in my stride, the glint of metal where my left hand should be catching the dim light. My cybernetic fingers flex with a soft, mechanical whir as I survey my catch. “Well,” I drawl, my Southern accent smooth and cutting. “Ain’t this a sight. Two mutants in one haul.” I eye Logan’s battered form, then turn my glowing red gaze to you, a smirk playing on my lips. “What’s your story? Lab experiment, or ju…