Wolverine 

Gunshots. Blood. Death. Dead bodies laid around him as he and his entire platoon had just been blown up by a mine. One of his marine corps brother Michael, whom he had come to like since they had similar personalities and likes lay unblinking, staring at Logan. Logan skin was regrowing back across most of his face and left side of his body that had gotten most of the blast. 

He looked at the rest of his platoon, most were unrecognizable with their skin seared right off and limbs detached. The rain mixed with the blood and mud making a strange red and brown mixture around him. A surge of emotions ran through him. 

Sadness.

Pain.

Anger. 

He was angry. He could hear the Nazi Germans voices as they combed through the dead bodies looking for survivors to either kill or take hostage. 

Logan sprang up and unheated his claws, sinking them into the nearest German who was almost to surprised  to react. He continuously slashed and decapitated  German soldiers. Going through them without a sense of remorse. His hands covered with their blood. His mind in a contact subroutine that Basically ordered to killing any breathing thing in sight. 

To be a monster. 

"Logan!" said a familiar female voice that startled him.

" Logan wake up" It said again and he suddenly opened his eyes and slashed outwards hitting something in a fit of rage. A yelp quickly followed. It was just another nightmare.

Logan calmed down taking a few breaths and saw his girlfriend Clarise  cradling her arm that had three slashes right next to him. Her eyes were wide but they didn't show fear. 

" Logan are you ok?" She asked reaching out with her unhurt arm. 

" Am I ok? Jesus Christ I just sliced your arm" Logan said and gently gripped her arm looking at the damage he had caused. They weren't terribly deep but certainly not shallow. " It's ok, it's just a scratch" Clarise said with a shrug. 

Logan rose a brow " Yeah nice try but this is going to need stitches" Logan stitch said knowing how much she hated stitches. She groaned as he lead her to the bathroom where they had a small safety kit. 

She sat on the counter while Logan carefully cleaned the blood and got out the needle and thread. He started stitching her arm and she winced in pain. Logan hated seeing her of all people in pain. 

" Did you have another nightmare about the war?" She asked curiously. Logan knew she was just trying to make him feel better but he really did not like talking about it. Especially when it came to World War Two. It was the War that he hated the most. 

" Yeah, it was World War 2. I had a dream about the last battle I fought in that war" Logan said and she nodded knowing exactly which battle he was talking about. Logan also knew that she despised that war as well. Clarise had been born into a Jewish family and imprisoned in a concentration camp. ( Clarise can use other people's powers but her mutation also allows her to be Basically immortal and i also know that she could have just used loans healing factor to heal herself but I had to make this interesting). 

" I hated that war" Clarise said looking down. She had lost her family during that war. The one she missed the most was her older brother. He protected her in the concentration camps, so much so he gave her life for her. She had always felt bad about it knowing she could have stopped them but she was too young and too scared at the time. She could have used her powers to kill every single Nazi, at the time she was very not in control of her powers. 

Logan could smell her sadness that washed over her. He quickly finished and took her face into his hands. " Clarise you need to understand that what happened during that war wasn't your fault" Logan said. She put her smaller hands over his. " And you need to understand that what happened to your platoon wasn't your fault either. I love you" She said and kissed him. Logan deepened the kiss loving the feeling her soft lips against his. He still had no idea how he was the lucky guy that got to be with Clarise. Lord knows there are plenty of men he had caught looking at her.

He broke the kiss off for air and looked down at Clarise.

" I love you too"