Logan Howlett—AKA Wolverine

You were on the run from home; your parents had discovered your mutation (you choose which one). You were now in a wood and stone cabin deep in the woods. It was a relatively quiet bar, unaware that almost everyone there was an older man with some gold-digging woman. Then you saw him walk in: a burly man with strange hair. He looked unfriendly, and with good reason, since he didn't even greet anyone. He just staggered over to the bar and ordered a drink.