I’m the best at what I do
The story of Wolverine is one without a true beginning. There have been many stories that try and nail down how it all started, but even those stories could be false. What I know is there is a man who calls himself Logan who is possibly the coolest comic book character of all time.
Despite all the stories telling us all about Logan’s past, many of those memories could be implanted from his days as a lab experiment. When Logan was recruited by Department K into the Weapon X program he’d spent the years before basically as a feral human. He came in and out of civilization as he needed to, but only when the opportunity presented itself.
To create the perfect weapon, he was given false memories to cloud out the truth of his real identity. Not only were his bones made indestructible, but his brain was washed of a previous life. By taking away his memories they created a living weapon that had no past and had no reason to question his future.
And what I do ain’t nice
For a wholesome teenage boy trying his best to fit in Wolverine was the antithesis of what I wanted to be like. For the most part he could care less what anyone thinks about him. He somehow ended up on the side of good, because, perhaps he’d been on the side of wrong for too long.
Logan made the wrong enemies and when those guys aligned themselves with what we consider the bad guys then he had no choice but to fight on the good guys side. It was less of a choice and more of a survival mechanism. I think, eventually, he decided he liked being a hero and stuck with it. There are moments when all of that’s thrown out the window and rage takes over and leads him on a path I don’t think a lot of people expect.
In the front of his mind is the idea that he doesn’t need anybody to live. He can be solitary if he chooses to be. It may not be the truth, it may not be the best idea, but it’s one he relies on more than he should. Mostly, he leaves when he doesn’t feel strong enough to fight back on his own. If he can’t take on the world by himself then he doesn’t want to do it with anyone’s help. He has to be the strongest and if he’s not then he goes away until he is
There’s things about myself I ain’t got clue one about
I think the most fascinating reveal I’ve ever been apart of comic book wise was when Wolverine learned his claws were made of bone. They took this character who had millions of secrets and still managed to shock and awe with one secret that should’ve been obvious to begin with. We all just assumed and played along with the origin story that somehow he was implanted with adamantium claws and that was that.
I remember reading the “Fatal Attractions” story arc with so much anticipation. That story had lasting effects on the X-Men for nearly a decade. As a 13-year-old boy at the height of my comic book phase there was nothing cooler and more pressing in my life.
The bone claws rounded out Wolverine so much and added an even denser mystery to him. How was the knowledge of his claws lost? How did the leaders of the Weapon X program know or did they just get lucky? So many freaking questions were now open with the closing of a single chapter. It was an amazing time and one I look back on fondly.
Wolverine is so much to me. His code is unlike any other hero. His passions are strong and you don’t want to get on the wrong side of them. I think the fact that Logan is so powerful is one of the main reasons he has so many enemies.
Logan is going to be the last one standing.
Whether you like it or not.