This is my first attempt at writing an X-men fanfic. I've wanted to write one for a while now and well I hope it goes well. I don't own any of the X-men character, except for a few characters. Anyways I hope you enjoy the fic and if you don't that ok too just please be sure to leave me reviews on how I can improve this story. If you do like it reviews on why would be awesome too! Thanks everyone!

~Iggypop

Chapter 1

"You have a choice"

"Not much of a choice is it Vilmer?"

"All I'm asking you to do is to choose"

"Fuck you"

"The clock is ticking Wolverine. I know your past. I know about Stryker and his pathetic attempt to get rid of all of the mutants. Stryker's plan is very different from mine and that is why I think we will be successful; with your help of course. "

"I came here for one reason only. I'll do you a favour, give her to me and I'll walk away and never look back."

"Wolverine, even you know it's never that simple."

He wanted to gut this bastard from limb to limb. He was going to get his revenge he knew, but this wasn't the time or the place. If he wanted to get her back he had to be in control. He had to be calm. Then he smelled her. He also smelled blood; her blood.

"If I didn't help Stryker what makes you think I'll help you?"

"You will Wolverine…you will."

That's when they brought her out. She looked horrible. Her white hair was a mess in front of her face. She looked as if she had tried to fight them all night. Her clothes and skin were filthy but he could still see the fire in her eyes. She was ready to kill someone. That was his girl always ready for a fight. Her caramel skin was covered in bruises. She has a cut on the left side of her forehead. They had tied her hands with rope. It almost looked like it was cutting the circulation off in her hands. Then she looked up. She looked into his eyes and then he could see tears starting to form. That's when he lost it. He screamed into the air and took off running. He launched himself onto the platform and unleashed his claws only a few inches away from Vilmer's face. He expected Vilmer to tremble in fear instead he received a callous laugh coming from the mad man. Then he heard the sound of guns being cocked. Logan turned around and saw that she was standing in the middle of a firing squad. She looked to him again with fear in her eyes.

"We have very persuasive ways Logan."

He retracted his claws and stepped back away from him. Vilmer straightened his suit and walked over to the girl. He circled her like a vulcher and stroked his hand through her hair. She gave him a hard look.

"You heal quite easily Logan. You're indestructible. You can never die; her on the other hand."

Vilmer took out a hand gun from one of his security's belts, cocked it and pointed it at her temple. Logan looked at her state and tears began to form in his eyes. For the first time in his life he was in somebody else's control. He would do whatever Vilmer asked of him. With no questions asked to save her he would do it in a heart beat. The Wolverine was tamed.

"See, Logan. Even you have weaknesses."