Feel the Animal Inside

It had been five years since Victor had tracked Jimmy. Five missed birthdays. Five years of torture at the hands of Stryker to become stronger, better, faster. But now he was back on the prowl. He killed Stryker finally and now he was on the hunt. He tracked Jimmy down. It was easy. He was a natural tracker before the experiments, but now his senses were even more enhanced.

When he finally found Jimmy, it was no longer Jimmy. It was Wolverine and he was losing. The other man was on top of Jimmy. A gunshot wound was healing. It hadn't killed him, but it had given him a bit of a delay in fighting back. Victor soon pounced, using his momentum and strength to pounce like a tiger onto its pray, claws digging in. He heard the snap of the opponent's neck and he smirked. His claws were now adamantium, sharp enough to cut through metal and bone if he wanted to.

Once he got the bastard taken care of, he stood over Wolverine. "I leave for five years an' ya can't even handle yourself, Runt?" He scoffed. "Pathetic..."