I dreamt about Daken, Wolverine's wayward, bisexual son. I do not know how I ended up in the building, but I’m pretty sure it was the hospital from my previous dreams from the afternoon.

Anyway, I’m not too sure of the timeline as I woke up one time and went back to sleep… but I think what happened first was that I came to live with… well… a woman. Not sure who. She had two kids. Two boys. They were both older than me. And they were pretty self-reliant and well… they didn’t care much about me, not like it scared me. I remember my first trek to the bathroom – it was huge. Dark blue and gray tiled walls and some sort of dark stone tiled floor and there were two bathtubs on either side of the room. One of them was opaque, the other see-through and looked like a glass-coffin with metal edges. It had leather restraints hanging out of it. Yeah, it didn’t register, but it was the tub-like thingy from Weapon X. (Way too much Wolverine Origins, methinks. I gotta lay off those comics for a while.)

Anyway, I remember talking with one of the guys once late at night/very early morning on the balcony. It wasn’t cold and I was unable to sleep. I think they were nocturnal anyway, as far as I noticed. So I padded out onto the balcony to see the sky lighten and he was there, looking out with a really intense expression. He gave me a grin, the kind that’s no mirth but dark amusement and savagery and turned to me, back toward the railing, slouching in an easy stance. I guess I do not need to mention that the place was high up. Not the topmost floor though. I do not remember what we talked about save for the fact that it was somehow creeping me out, as Daken usually did, just that at some point he jumped up and crouched on top of the railing like it didn’t matter. He was like a predator, all teeth and dark amusement and power rolled off of him in waves. I wasn’t afraid of him, not much anyway. I think I was attracted to him instead, I wanted to impress him, I wanted him to like me. I think I simply amused him to no end. (I felt like 14 again, meh.)

I also remember meeting the other one too. He was moody, depressed, sad. It was like I could taste his sadness, his despair. He skulked around the flat with his head hung low, always so sorrowful, so heartbroken. I talked with him as well. Somehow I found some common ground with him, he spent more time with me than his brother. He just spent all his time at home, although mostly he moped in his room.

I think this is when I woke up. And glancing at the clock went back to sleep.

And I was in the corridor outside the flat that looked like the hospital floors from my earlier dreams in the afternoon. I knew the flat was smashed, I saw the bathroom, it was totaled, both bathtubs smashed, chunks missing from both of their sides.

I darted from cover to cover as gunshots sounded. I was sure, completely certain I was going to be shot, but somehow the shots missed me, ricocheting from walls, metal doors and some pretty iron fence thing that was placed to separate the corridors.

I looked out from the iron fence, ready to be shot, certain to be shot but needing to see who the heck was attacking me. It was Daken, aka the brother with the dark grin. His face looked savage, that silly mohawk of his blowing in the wind as he fired at me.

I’m sure I yelled at him, asking why he was hunting me. I also know he yelled back something, I just can’t really remember it aside from the fact that he desperately wanted me to disappear for some reason. Of course I didn’t want to.

At that moment I realized I was somehow backed into some already trashed part of a corridor and I think the other brother was in there, urging me to run as soon as there was a chance, he would escape as well, since his brother couldn’t kill him. So when Daken was out of ammo and reached to reload his pistols/guns I ran, grabbed his wrists while he was still holding his guns, used them as leverage, pushed myself up in a jump and flipped myself over him, just like that. And then I ran.

I ran down, through corridors that were already thrashed by someone or more someones. I arrived at ground level, seeing that a jet was parked outside (The X-jet, I guess.) I ran to the parking garage, where I was grabbed by Logan, with whom I seemed to be familiar with. He told me that we needed to run, so we went to the sub-levels trying to find a car, only to be met with Daken again – who took the lift. (Duuuh!) He started firing at us again (where the hell were his claws?!), only to be interrupted when a car ripped through the parking lot, the younger brother driving out… outside onto the streets. Somehow that filled me with more dread.

I dunno why there was so much ruin on the streets or why there were no people at all outside, I did not think about it, but I knew that the younger brother was heartbroken because his wife died and that he was also called Logan. I screamed his name just as he crashed – full speed- into a pillar. The car blew up, I dunno what happened to the original Logan, but my dream got a bit hazy there, I prolly woke up again, although I can’t remember.

Anyway, the car blew up, we all ran out, turned out that Logan Jr was still breathing, so I promised him to take care of him, put him into a coma and keep him in his room in stasis forever… his room, which was on the level below mine. Not in this building tho, which made me wonder how come I had my own flat and since when? As I said, it was getting hazy at this point. Logan original disappeared, I think he went to tuck his son away into stasis, and Daken walked out, his long, brown coat billowing after him (long coat?! way to go, imagination!), gun hanging in his hand by his side, grinning at me darkly. I offered that he can stay with me if he’d like. He said he will. And grinned, full of sharp white teeth.

He got into a sleek, white car, opening the side door for me and waited until I got in. Then we went on a scenic route, speeding along a road following the coast. I could see the beach past him and the dark blue stormclouds gathering ominously. Then we neared a bunch of white houses with pretty white picket fences and angel red pomegranate trees heavy with fruit. Daken stopped the car and turned to me.

He told me that they stopped building these houses when that something happened. I can’t remember what exactly. But he told me that the trees were selected just for these high class houses and that Logan Jr wanted to buy one of these houses and move in with his wife, but she died along with the others and now this is a ghost town with unfinished buildings and trees heavy with fruit.

I wanted to go out there and pick some, but he grabbed my arm and stopped me. He told me not to get out of the car. And he grinned. It sent shivers down my spine. (I think zombies were in the houses, but I couldn’t say, it was just a dark, foreboding feeling.) Instead, he told me he’d stay with me and will let me comfort him (wtf?) and started up the car again.

Hell, I never really liked the guy before… Now? If he acts like this and stays off of men I think I will like him after all. Still... I prefer his daddy, tyvm.