Wolverine

He looked down with an intense expression of pain on his face. Small pores formed in the space between his knuckles. Pores expanded to become bigger gaps, with a red outline and blackness inside. He gave a cry of pain, as blades, 3 in each hand, rushed  from the gaps. They were a foot long, giving off shine which was blinding to the eyes. It was painful, yet empowering.

Suddenly, a kitten stretched out her soft hand and touched his hair.

There was silence and rain.