The Van that Fantomex had presumably arrived in was parked on the shoulder of the road, a little ways away from the mansion. Logan drove there on his motorcycle, Fantomex riding along with him. When they arrived, the back doors of the white van opened, and two people stepped out. One looked like a werewolf, but with more feline features. She was wearing a leather jacket over a pink t-shirt. The other had what looked like bones protruding from her back and her legs, forming pads over her knees. he wore a black skin tight uniform. This is Marrow and Feral, Fantomex said. They escaped along with me. Logan nodded. There was a roar as a pickup truck pulled up near the van, and a man with long black hair, wearing a silver and black skin tight suit stepped out. I’ve been looking for you Wolverine, he said. You killed my brother. I don’t know who you are, Logan said. The man pulled out some very sharp looking combat knives. I’m a Proudstar, he said. James Proudstar. Logan blinked. Thunderbird was your brother, he said. He died because of you, the young man screamed. n blinked. Thunderbird was your brother, he said. He died because of you, the young man screamed. He chose to try to hang on to that plane and defeat Nefaria. I chose to try and rescue him but he kicked me off the plane! He nearly did defeat Nefaria, until the man activated a self destruct and the plane exploded. James leapt at him. Logan sidestepped the man. I don’t want to hurt you. James sighed. Fine, he said. Guess I’ll go back to Arizona then. Wait, Fantomex said, stepping in. We might need some extra muscle. You should come with us, he said to James. Where exactly are we going, Logan asked. The Rocky Mountains, Fantomex said. I think the Weapon X facility I escaped from is there. I’ll follow on my bike, Logan said. I’ll follow too, James said. Well, it’s settled then, Fantomex said. Let’s go bash some heads.
