OK, as pennace for my new story, I updated this one. Gosh, I missed this story.
Well, here goes. Prolly gonna be short.
Brotherhood:
A new change of clothes had been provided for them, as well as exta coins. They all in all looked pretty good as they headed out. Magneto and Mystique looked disgusted at the food quality, but even Blob had to admit, the quantity was great.
After they had finished eating, Sabretooth growled. A young man with long blue black hair had just pushed his way into the tavern. His scent was reminiscent of Wolverine, but something felt off. He was too young to be Wolverine.
The man spotted Sabretooth's intense look and walked over, extending a hand cautiously, a knife at the ready.
"My name is Thomas Logan. May I ask yours, sir?"
X-Men:
A memory sparked in Logan's mind. Thomas Logan Thomas logan…….the name sounded familiar. (for those of you who don't know the name, read the origen of wolverine.)
Kataria looked scared.
"Did I upset you?"
Wolverine shook his head.
"I just got some things going on up here. By the way, here's some money. So if you want to leave, leave. "
Wolverine tossed a purse full of coins at the girl who caught it with practiced ease.
"It is far to late to get lodging milord. May I stay here for the night?"
Charles nodded.
"Of course. But first, we must eat."
OK, I warned you. really short. Feel free to offer suggestions. I'm kinda needing some new inspiration for this story. Felt good to add a little bit though. Sorry for the spelling mistakes.