Vic was a little surprised by that. How long had Logan been tryin’ ta unlock his past? Now he just didn’t care? Interestin’. Not that he cared. Only threw it out there ta see if he could get him riled up.
Creed just shook his head, little snort coming out with a long breath a air.
“You’ll be hearin’ from me, Wolverine.” If he could even be called that anymore.
Yeah. Friends. Somethin’ like that. Maybe more like brothers. Till the day came when Creed got shoved aside ta make room for the golden boy. A growl rumbled in the back of his throat as his black eyes glared at Logan. When he turned around his long coat snapped from the quick movement. Tonight wasn’t the night. Not yet.
Walkin’ down the street he didn’t try ta hide or blend into the shadows. Not like he could. But he just didn’t care who saw him. The meetin’ with Faith had gone better then he planned and Creed wanted ta get back and fill Magneto in.