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Note- This series takes place after the events of Project X: The Birth of Wolverine.
Marvel Genesis: Wolverine, Chapter 89- Pleasure and Pain
Year- 2009 A.D.
Corinne had just got out of the erotic convention called the Eros-Con, and hoped to reach the Temptations hotel in time. After all, it was getting late, and she needed to write her next erotic novel. But for that to happen, she needed some inspiration. So she decided the only way to accomplish this was to go to the hotel for a couple of nights. In fact, she had been reading certain articles regarding the fact that so many people would eventually come there in order to satisfy their own desires. Corinne had one of her own, and couldn't resist thinking about it. By visiting the hotel's website, she had found the owner named Mark Buchwald had recently invited mutants to also satisfy their desires. Especially when a human could have sex with a mutant. Corinne often wondered what that would be like. She smiled at the thought, and asked the cab driver to go there. But the driver had turned out to be a religious man, and not to mention that he was also a Muslim.
"You do not want to go there, Miss. It is very bad for you. Allah will not like it." Corrine sighed. Ever since her parents didn't approve of her line of work, they were willing to accept the fact that their daughter was finally good at something, other than working at her boring job. She needed a break from her previous job, which she used to work at the corporate ladder, the company called Oscorp Industries. She used to work as a receptionist for quite a number of years now, and decided to quit at one point. She even asked Norman Osborn to get the resignation letter from him, and it took about a couple of weeks. Corrine thought the man was evil at first when she got hired at the time of the interview. And mysterious, she added to that thought. She had been careful enough not to use him in her previous novels after quitting her job. Because who knows there could be trouble ahead. Using evil businessmen wouldn't help her to write good novels though. So, she had decided to do one thing only that would satisfy most of the female readers out there. And that a good businessman would work.
Even though the cab driver didn't like the fact of taking Corrine to the evil hotel, he had no other choice. He couldn't allow his religion to judge a person whose goals was to make themselves a better place. As a kid, he had learned certain things of what was right and wrong. But in this case, if he didn't allow his customer to reach the destination that she asked for, he could lose his job entirely. He sighed and prayed to himself. Then he took the famous writer to Temptations.
After what felt like almost an hour, Corrine have eventually arrived at the hotel. She thought of using her car, but it broke down while she came back from her book signings, which took place at a bookstore. The repairman had said, "It would take about a week, Miss LeBois That's all I can say. Sorry." Corrine had sighed at that thought, and decided to take a cab for the time being.
She paid the Muslim driver, and walked out of the cab. The cab driver left immediately, even without saying goodbye. Corrine thought, I hope that repairman fix my car soon. Not that she thought all cab drivers were religious by the way, but she might bump into one. She sighed again and walked towards the hotel. Then she stopped. At first, Corinne thought she was seeing things. There were two men or at least one carrying something in a long, black bag that looked like a dead body of some sort. She shook her head and thought, It must be my imagination. The man who just stood there at the front entrance of the hotel, smiled at the famous writer. "Ah, you must be Corrine. I take it?" Corrine looked towards the man and smiled back. The man allowed the writer to come inside the hotel. And there the man himself who was the owner of the hotel had said, "Welcome, Corrine. I'm a huge fan of your novels. Come to my office. We will discuss the matter at hand." He kissed Corrine's hand and she thought, He must be a true gentleman. They went to his main office. From there, Mark had explained everything about the hotel itself. "As you can see, Miss LeBois..." Corrine stopped him and said, "Please, Mr. Buchwald. Just call me Corrine. I would appreciate it." Mark just smiled at that, and said, "Of course... As you can see, Corrine... This hotel has a total of nine floors, from top to bottom, and each room consists of a deviant nature. Of course, you would have to speak to each occupant, whether you're allowed in the room to watch or participate in their fantasies."
"I know all about that, Mr. Buchwald. But I came here for a very specific reason. I want something... different."
"Different?" Mark sounded confused. "What do you mean by that?"
Corrine cleared her throat. "What I mean is that I'm aware that mutants are here to have sex. Is that not true?"
"Ah, I see. So that is what you wanted."
"Yes, Mr. Buchwald."
"Just call me, Mark. Now... tell me, what is your desire?"
Corrine explained the details of what she wanted. Ever since she had read a few novels of bondage erotica, she thought of meeting a black mutant named Spike who could unleash adamantium needles from his skin. Not to mention, he also had the healing factor.
"I see... Then I'll have to consult with him first. I'm sure he will like you." Corrine smiled at that.
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Year- 2010 A.D.
Dom and I went to search all the rooms fer real this time. But the occupants were angry that they shouted at us to leave. Dom kinda laughed at that. We didn't wanna interfere with their sexual games, but we had to find the skinless b@$t@rd or else, he could kill lotta innocent women who just come here to have sex. I often wondered if they had read any news lately about the fact that these women were found murdered, floatin' in the river or somethin'. I used to think that this Buchwald guy had somethin' to do with it. So we decided to pay him a visit. Luckily, he was there alright and he had his security guards, waitin' to escort us out.
"Mister Logan... Miss Thurman... I'm afraid you'll have to leave."
"Not a chance, pal. You know that those women, who used to come here had been killed. Can't just leave like that."
"I see. Then I'm afraid we'll have to force you." He looked at his men, and both of them nodded. They came towards us, and we fought them. I didn't wanna use my adamantium claws to slash them, since they were only doin' their damn job. So I just punched their faces and guts. They were quite big if ya ask me. And Dom here also got the kicks fer it. We were bein' apprehended by a bunch of human guards. How embarassin' was that. Mark had certainly knew this would come to pass. He had planned it all along, and decided to hire some big muscle to do the dirty work, and that also included flushin' out mutants like us.
I whacked the guy's head a couple of times until he finally dropped down. Then I saw the other guy chokin' down Dom's throat. "Oh no, you don't!" I held him tight and pulled him over. Then I punched him on the face several times. He punched me back. Dom took out her gun, and shot his leg. The guard cried out in pain. The lucky mutant looked at me and shrugged. "Someone has to stop him." I shook my head and went towards the owner. I held him up tight towards me. "Alright, bub. Where the hell is Harry?" Mark gulped, fearin' that I would kill him. "I don't know." I pulled him down, and stepped on his leg that hard. He cried out like a baby. "You're lyin'. I know he's hidin' somewhere." Then I felt somethin' sharp pierced on my skin. I looked back and saw a bald man, standin' there. It was a mutant called Spike, who can unleash adamantium needles through his skin. I used to think that he was long gone after he joined Project X, but now that he was here, I didn't know what to think.
"Hey, Logan. It's been a long time." He unleashed more needles from his body, and I moved away. But some of 'em managed to stab my arms and legs.
"WRAAAAAOH!" It felt so painful that I couldn't even move. Somehow, he stunned me. I told Dom to be careful of him, and what he could do. She shot him several times, but he kept healin' at the moment. Dom realized that the mutant porcupine had the healin' factor, just like me. So, she reloaded her gun with the carbonadium bullets. Spike had noticed this, and shook his head. "I don't think so, babe." He threw a couple of his needles at her, and Dom luckily moved away without gettin' hurt in the process. She tried to reload it again, but the porcupine still wouldn't allow her.
"I'll... get ya... fer this. WRAAAAA!" I removed some of the needles from my skin by usin' sheer amount of will. And then I rushed towards him. I hit him on the jaw. Spike went backwards. I unleashed my adamantium claws, and slashed his chest. He cried out painfully and at the same time, he kicked me away. Dom aimed at the porcupine mutant and said, "Say goodbye, you @$$hole!" She shot several rounds at Spike. He stopped and fell down on the floor.
Someone clapped his hands from behind us, and we turned around. It was none other than the skinless mutant and his cronies, the thin-looking man and some black crook. "You are truly amazing, Logan. It seems that you wouldn't give up that easily. No matter. You shall be stopped. Get them!" The black crook shot us, and I moved away, knowin' that these bullets couldn't hurt me. But I had to move fast enough, since I got stabbed by Spike's adamantium needles. I could still feel the pain rushin' through my veins. The thin-lookin' man just punched me so hard that I backed away. Dom was also stunned to see it. She used her good luck charm to hit the strong guy himself. He hit her back. The black crook kept shootin' at us. Then I ran like a wild animal and slashed his gun off. The black crook screamed and ran away. Harry cried out to him. "You fool! Come back here!" I punched Harry on the face, and then on the gut. I pushed him through the glass window and it broke. The Skinless Man kicked me away with his super strength. I shook my head and came back fer him. I was about to slash his chest. But he unleashed his tendril-like muscles onto me, and had me stabbed all over my body.
"WRAAAAAAH!"
"Can you feel the pain, Logan? It's been a year that I have been killing a lot of beautiful women. Yes, it is natural to do so."
"Shut the... f*** up."
"Oh, don't be rude. I have been suffering enough in this kind of state already. I have nowhere else to go. I..." Then someone shot him on the forehead. It was Dom alright. She just came back from her fight with the strong mutant. She smiled. "In that case, you shall be dead." Harry fell down on the ground along with his tendril-like muscles. I looked at her and smiled. "You hurt?"
"Hah! Unlikely! But I hate to admit that I was kinda cocky back there. So... yeah."
"Speakin' of which, where's that thin guy you had a fight with?"
"Oh... he got away by punching through that wall. Sorry, Logan."
"That's okay." I looked down at the skinless mutant. "We got what we needed. Let's call Nick Fury."
To be continued in Marvel Genesis: Wolverine, Chapter 90- Faith.
Alright folks. Now that the Skinless Man is dead, what happens next? Find out in the next chapter of Wolverine. It's time to see an old friend, bub. SNIKT!
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