After the Storm

**Location: Bondi Beach, Sydney, Australia.**

The soft whisper of the waves brushing against the shore filled the air as Logan and Natasha sat close to the water, their feet dipped in the cool ocean.

The golden sand stretched before them, and in the distance, the iconic Sydney Opera House gleamed in the harbor.

The night was peaceful, a stark contrast to the chaos they had left behind in the snowy mountains earlier.

Logan turned to Natasha, breaking the comfortable silence. "So, a question's been bugging me." He glanced at her with a raised eyebrow. "Where did you get that black goo thing?"

Natasha smiled knowingly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She had expected Logan to ask eventually. "This," she began, her voice calm, as the black goo slid out from her shoulder, forming a head beside her.

Two large white eyes appeared on its face, mimicking the appearance of a creature entirely foreign to Earth, but distinctly female. "This is Venomous."

Logan's eyes narrowed, not in fear, but in curiosity. "Nice to meet you, Venomous," he said casually, as if speaking to a neighbor.

A deep, gravelly female voice echoed from Venomous, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Nice to meet you too, Logan. Natasha has told me quite a bit about you. After seeing you in action today, I realize... you are strong."

Logan smirked, appreciating the compliment. "Thanks. So, where exactly did you come from?" He directed his question at the symbiote. Even though he knows about them, it will be good to make it seems like he didn't know.

Venomous tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing in thought as her deep, gravelly voice filled the quiet beach. "I come from a planet... far from here. A place that is not like your Earth. It is dark, cold... and harsh. We are a species known as Klyntar, symbiotic beings, designed to bond with hosts to survive."

Logan raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the notion of this alien species. "Symbiotic, huh? So you need a host to live?"

Venomous's smile widened, but it didn't carry malice—only fact. "Yes. We bond with a host and enhance them, make them stronger, faster, more resilient. But... it is not just for survival. It is also for control. We can give our hosts great power, but if the bond is not balanced... the symbiote can take over."

Logan's eyes flickered to Natasha, who seemed unfazed by the symbiote's words. "And you, Venomous?" he asked, his tone measured. "How's your bond with Nat?"

Venomous' smile faded slightly, her gaze softening as she glanced at Natasha. "We are... in sync. Natasha is strong. She gives me freedom, and in return, I give her strength. She controls me, not the other way around." Venomous paused, as if considering her next words carefully. "But I have had other hosts. They were not as... compatible."

Logan nodded, piecing things together. "So you've been around before. What happened to them?"

Venomous let out a deep, almost growling sigh. "Some hosts were too weak, consumed by power. Others... tried to control me. But none were like Natasha." She looked at Natasha fondly. "She is different. She has a clear mind, a will of iron. We are a perfect match."

Logan smirked. "Sounds like you lucked out finding her."

Venomous chuckled, the sound resonating through the air. "Yes, you could say that. I have been to many places. But none like the ones here, on Earth. Your kind has... resilience."

Natasha smiled, leaning her head against Logan's shoulder. "And, I suppose, your kind has strength."

Logan chuckled softly. "Well, I guess we all bring something to the table." He let the silence settle between them for a moment before adding, "Alright, enough about gooey aliens. Guess we'll call it a day."

They both got up as Logan hugs her. Natasha raised an eyebrow, "It's not necessary to hug me whenever you teleport, is it?".

Logan grinned, "Nope."

A blue portal opened behind them, sucking them in and closed immediately.

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**Location: Natasha's Apartment, New York.**

The blue portal shimmered into existence, and the two of them appeared through it into Natasha's apartment.

The familiar surroundings made Natasha smile as she turned to Logan with a teasing look. "How do you know where I live?"

Logan grinned, kissing her cheek lightly. "I think you can figure that out. Besides, it's more fun to leave some mysteries, isn't it? Especially with that reason I can owe you a few dates." He let her go from his hug as he took few steps back and began to see around her room.

Natasha shook her head, laughing softly. "You really are a playboy, aren't you?"

Logan shrugged. "What can I say? I'm married to two beautiful women, flirting with another, and now planning more dates. Yeah, I guess you could say that." He winked before taking a step back. "See you later, Red. And be ready for the surprise tomorrow."

Before she could respond, a portal opened, and Logan was gone.

Natasha stood there, smiling as Venomous appeared from her shoulder once more. "He's very dangerous," Venomous said, her voice full of approval.

Natasha chuckled, shaking her head. "Only when you piss him off."

Venomous receded as Natasha's mind began to race with thoughts of what Logan could possibly have planned. She reached for her phone and dialed Fury.

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**Location: Whitehaven Meeting Hall.**

Logan stepped through the portal and found himself in the heart of Whitehaven. The meeting hall was buzzing with energy.

Everyone in the pack had a smile plastered across their faces, their pride palpable. Logan grinned, sensing the victory in the air.

"You all look like a bunch of kids who just won their first fight," Logan said, his voice carrying a lighthearted edge. "I take it the mission went well."

Daisy stepped forward with a smirk, holding up a thumb drive. "It's all here. All the Hydra secrets, ready to be exposed to the world."

"Good," Logan replied, his grin widening. "Upload it. Let the world know who Hydra really was."

Daisy moved quickly to the large computer in the corner of the room. The screen lit up as she began typing, her fingers moving in a blur.

A few moments later, she looked up at Logan with a smile. "It's done."

Logan nodded, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Excellent. Now that calls for a party." Cheers erupted from the pack, and the celebration began in earnest.

Soon everyone moved to the celebration villa Logan built for hosting large scale parties. Drinks were poured, laughter filled the room, and music played in the background.

Logan stood in the corner, his arms crossed, quietly observing the celebration unfold. The entire hall buzzed with energy as his pack laughed, danced, and reveled in their success. He wasn't much for parties with large members, but tonight, he let himself enjoy the sight of his family—the people who had fought together—having a moment of victory and peace.

His gaze first fell on Laura, who sat in the table at the center of the room, laughing with Hope and Anna. Hope mimicked Laura's movements in an exaggerated way, earning a laugh from both Laura and Anna. Anna playfully nudged Laura, their bonds is growing as the days passes.

Selene stood by the bar, looking regal as ever, her presence commanding even in the middle of a casual celebration.

She was deep in conversation with Jean, their heads close together as they exchanged quiet words, occasionally interrupted by Selene's amused smirk.

Logan's eyes caught Selene's, and she raised her glass to him with a knowing smile. Logan winked in return.

As the music grew louder, the women began to dance. Laura pulled Anna and Hope onto the dance floor, while Jean, after some convincing, joined them as well. Even Selene, normally more reserved, allowed herself to be dragged into the fun. The sight of them, all laughing and swaying to the beat, filled Logan with a rare sense of contentment.

He watched as Laura twirled, her long hair flowing behind her, laughing freely in a way he didn't often see. Hope followed her lead, jokingly trying to match Laura's moves but with exaggerated steps that made everyone laugh harder.

Jean, ever the graceful one, kept up effortlessly, while Anna danced a bit more reservedly, but with a smile that showed she was enjoying herself.

Laura's eyes occasionally glancing towards Logan with that familiar knowing look. Logan chuckled softly to himself, shaking his head. These were his people, his pack, and seeing them like this was a reminder, he had to protect them.

He considered staying in the corner, watching from the sidelines. But then, he saw Laura beckon him over with a grin, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Hope and Jean quickly joined in, waving him over with exaggerated motions, while Anna simply gave him an inviting smile.

Logan sighed, unable to resist. "Alright, alright, I'm coming," he muttered to himself, pushing off from the wall and making his way through the crowd.

As he reached them, Laura grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. "About time, old man," she teased, her grin wide.

"Yeah, yeah," Logan grumbled, though he couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. He glanced at the others, who were all watching him expectantly. "Just don't expect me to dance like you lot."

"Don't worry," Jean said with a laugh, "we'll go easy on you."

The night stretched on, filled with stories of the battle and plans for the future, but for now, the Crimson Pack could bask in their victory—together.

With that, Logan finally let go and joined his pack in their celebration. Tonight the entire pack joined in the fun.

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The morning after Logan's pack strike on Hydra, the world was in chaos. News channels buzzed with the revelation, their anchors barely able to keep up with the deluge of information pouring in. Headlines screamed across screens in bold letters:

"HYDRA EXPOSED!" "SHADOW GOVERNMENT UNMASKED!" "MASSIVE GLOBAL CONSPIRACY REVEALED!"

On every channel, the Hydra leak was the top story, and the world reeled from the sudden exposure of one of the largest and most dangerous organizations in history.

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CNN: Breaking News

The screen cut to Anderson Cooper, who sat before a backdrop filled with clips from the Hydra data dump. His expression was grave.

"Good morning, I'm Anderson Cooper. The world has been shaken by the unprecedented release of classified information, exposing a global conspiracy led by the secretive terrorist organization known as Hydra. Long thought to be defeated, Hydra has infiltrated governments, corporations, and military organizations worldwide."

He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "In the last 24 hours, an anonymous group released detailed documents implicating countless high-ranking officials and CEOs in a web of corruption, murder, and treason that spans decades. This data, which has already been verified by multiple independent sources, is shaking the foundations of global power."

The screen shifted to a panel of experts: a former CIA operative, a cybersecurity specialist, and a political analyst. The tension in the room was palpable.

"It's clear that whoever orchestrated this is highly skilled," the cybersecurity specialist began. "The level of detail, the sheer volume of information, is staggering. This wasn't just a data breach. This was a coordinated strike designed to destroy Hydra from the inside out."

The former CIA operative nodded. "What's more alarming is the precision of the attacks on Hydra's physical bases. These weren't just random hits. Hydra's entire infrastructure was dismantled in one night. It's unlike anything I've seen before."

When asked who could be behind the attack, the political analyst shook his head. "There's been no official claim of responsibility. Some are speculating rogue government factions, but this kind of operation requires resources, coordination, and power. Whoever did this isn't a simple hacker group. This is something much bigger."

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Fox News: The Fear Factor

Meanwhile, on Fox News, the tone was more alarmist. The anchor, practically shouting, delivered the news with a sense of outrage.

"Our government has been infiltrated by Hydra! Traitors at the highest levels have been exposed, but the bigger question is: Who's behind this leak? Who orchestrated this attack on Hydra?"

His guest, a former senator, leaned forward. "This is terrifying. If a group can take down Hydra and expose this much information, what's to stop them from targeting anyone else? We're talking about unchecked power in the hands of a shadow organization."

"Exactly," the anchor replied. "And what do we know about these people? Nothing. We're supposed to trust that they have our best interests at heart? This is a dangerous precedent."

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The impact of Hydra's exposure was immediate. Around the world, people took to the streets.

In New York, Times Square was flooded with protesters demanding justice and transparency.

In Washington, D.C., crowds gathered outside the Capitol, chanting against corruption. Signs that read NO MORE SECRETS and JUSTICE FOR THE PEOPLE dominated the landscape.

While the public celebrated Hydra's downfall, there was an undercurrent of fear. The group responsible for the leak had wielded immense power to dismantle Hydra, and their motives remained unclear. Some questioned whether this newfound power could become a threat in itself.

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**Location: Inside a secret facility**

In a secure room deep within Washington, high-ranking politicians gathered in a state of panic. Many of them had unknowingly been tied to Hydra, their careers now hanging by a thread.

Senator Stern, pacing back and forth, couldn't hide his fear. "This is a disaster! If we don't act fast, we're going to be next on their list."

"Whoever did this wiped out Hydra overnight," a congressman replied. "We need to figure out who they are before they come after us."

Another politician chimed in, "What about the Crimson moon Pack? There's been speculation that they were involved."

The room fell silent for a moment. The idea had been floating around, but no one wanted to believe it. The Crimson moon Pack had been on their radar for a while, but now it seemed like they were no longer just a group of supernatural creatures—they were a force to be reckoned with.

"We thought we could use them," the senator muttered under his breath. "Turns out we've been trying to leash wolves."

A congressman spoke up, "We need a scapegoat, someone to blame this on. We can't afford to have the public start pointing fingers at us."

"But who?" Senator Stern shot back. "Everyone knows now. We're not going to be able to distance ourselves from this easily."

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CNN: Final Thoughts

Back on CNN, the political analyst wrapped up the discussion.

"The world is changing. Hydra's downfall marks the end of an era, but it's also the beginning of a new one. Whoever orchestrated this operation has thrown the global power structure into chaos. Whether they're a force for good or just another shadowy organization remains to be seen. But one thing is certain: the world will never be the same."

The screen faded to black, leaving viewers with a sense of uncertainty and anticipation. The fall of Hydra had shaken the world, and now, everyone was left wondering what would come next.