Maybe but wolverine isn't of to a great start.

Wolverine was snarling with rage as he hadn't noticed the trap door he'd stepped on despite his years of experience and advanced senses that should have told him exactly where it was. Just as he was coming out of the hole below the trap door and was preparing to land, he was grabbed. Wolverine found himself in the grip of Gorgeous George.

"Well, Wolverine, it was so nice of you to drop in." Gorgeous George said with a malicious smirk before slamming him into the ground and throwing him at the wall opposite him. Luckily for Wolverine, he might have been disoriented from being slammed into the ground to react, but his instincts and training weren't long for him to kick off the wall and flip onto the ground, so he was facing Gorgeous George.

Wolverine took a quick glance at the room and frowned at what he saw before he quickly focused back on Gorgeous George. The room Wolverine and Gorgeous George were in was some type of junkyard with broken glass and rusted steel all over the place. Which was going to be pain for Wolverine, making him have to watch the floor and Gorgeous George. Well, Gorgeous George could use his tarpaulins to stretch or turn into a tarpaulin to avoid any obstacles while still getting at Wolverine.

Which Gorgeous George quickly began to prove he had the ability to use the terrain to his advantage, stretching his arm to sock Wolverine in the face. "Bub, you're getting it now." Wolverine said with an air of dark promise as he extended his metal claws and started to try and close the distance, only to step on broken glass halfway there, and while he was trying to get the glass out of his foot, Gorgeous George stretched his arms once again and socked him in the stomach this time.

This caused Wolverine to fall on his back and get a rusted metal rod shoved straight through him. Luckily, thanks to Wolverine's healing factor, he wasn't in any real mortar danger. So Wolverine waited as the glass shards were pushed out of him as his feet healed, and once he stood up, the hole in his chest healed as well, sealing up the hole in his chest quickly.

Sadily though, Wolverine was left to stare at a smug Gorgeous George for a second before he socked him in the face once again. This sent him to be stabbed in the chest for a second time, though instead of standing up and risking getting socked back down as he tried to get unpierced, Wolverine used his claws to cut the metal bar piercing him, and now no longer bound to the ground, he flipped backwards, gaining distance from Gorgeous George.

Gorgeous George looked at him with a smile as he turned into a tarpaulin and moved quickly to another space in the junkyard that was safe for him to stand in. Wolverine stood for a moment fuming in pure rage before he spoke. "Smug jackass, I can't wait to wipe the smirk off his face." Wolverine said with venom filling his voice.

Once Gorgeous George was in position, he grew his fist out once again, though this time Wolverine was waiting. Though instead of getting to stab the smug jackass like he hoped, instead he missed the arm as it wrapped around his and pulled him forward, causing him to get a face filled with sharp bits of rusted nails.

For a moment, Wolverine just lay there not doing anything, actually making Gorgeous George wonder if he had somehow killed Wolverine. Then, out of nowhere, Wolverine let out a roar that shook the room for a second. For a moment, Gorgeous George just stood there, terrified, as Wolverine breathed heavily, wondering if Wolverine was just going to start charging his despite the obstacles until he could cut him to pieces.

As Gorgeous George began to calm down and suspect Wolverine's roaring was more letting of steam than anything else as Wolverine looked around the room. Then all of a sudden Wolverine bolted towards a wall that would put him out of Gorgeous George's reach. So Gorgeous George transformed into a tar puddle to get to a spot that would once again put him in range.

As Wolverine took in a big whiff of the air, he could tell exactly where Gorgeous George was. "Good, you little tar brat, follow me. I'll have you soon enough." Wolverine said as he let out a dark chuckle that would have caused Gorgeous George to hesitate in his pursuit had he heard it. Sadily for him, he didn't, so he continued his pursuit.

Just as Gorgeous George was getting to his new position while in his puddle form, all of a sudden Wolverine grabbed a metal bar that and polvaulted back, grabbing an old oil barrel carrying through the moment to perform another flip as he threw it over a still-forming Gorgeous George, trapping him in an oil barrel that he was now sitting on.

"While bub, I can't do a lot to you, but you know what? I can't prove I'm the better man, and let bygones be bygones. Well, I play some music to pass the time." Wolverine says sarcastically with a viscous smile. As he began to play drum rolls on the oil barrel, causing them to vibrate, shaking up Gorgeous George, who was trapped inside.

Wolverine knew eventually his little drum performance would **** him to take a human form again, and when he did, the barrel was coming off and the claws were going in. Though as he began to think about this part of his plan, he wondered if this sound-based **** would be considered inhuman and technically a war crime.

But then Wolverine got over it; it wasn't like he was going to tell anyone, nor was the guy in the barrel. Though he should probably get rid of any tapes they had, especially the one they had off him falling on all the glass and nails like this was some comedy skit.