*Ororo sat in the park alone she sighed inwardly as she watched a happy couple whispering soft words of endearment to each other. She felt even more alone than she had before. Her wispy white hair blew over her face and she tugged it back behind her ears. The couple seemed to be one in their shadow cast by the dim orange street light. She felt a twang of jealousy as the man clung closer to the woman, lips crooning soft words that were deaf to her. Without her realizing a loud clap of thunder rang out through the night sky and harsh torrents of rain came slamming down sending the now squealing couple retreating from their warm hold.*
"I never pegged you as spiteful 'Ro." I turned flinching at the coarse raspy voice of Logan.
I turned to face him, not much difference it made since he was shrouded in the shadows of the night.
"I-I'm not spiteful, it just happened." I stuttered, kicking myself for not being more convincing.
He stepped forward smiling with a cigar locked in the side of his mouth.
"You ain't a good liar 'Ro," he looked around the park "why are you out here by yourself?"
I fiddled with the hem of my skirt
"I needed to be alone for awhile." I said without looking at him. Liar, you hate being alone I say to myself.
Logan puffed silently for awhile for a minute I thought he had left when he suddenly cleared his throat "Well don't stay out to long alright?" I nodded and he left. I glanced as he made his way down the path in quick long strides.
I slowly walked down the path; maybe I was destined to be alone. Scott was with Jean; Logan was lusting over Jean, Rogue and Bobby… Maybe there was no one left to be paired with. I was the third elephant not needed on the ark. Goddess, is this how I will spend my Saturday nights from now on? Walking aimlessly through a park wallowing in my own self pity, as I entered the gates I was stopped by Kurt who teleported nearly two inches from my face.
"oh Mein Gott, sorry Frauline." he said taking a few steps back.
"It's alright Kurt, what is it?" I said wearily.
He watched me for a moment and I tapped my foot impatiently
"ah, ja Professor Xavier said to send you to his office immediately."he said nervously
I nodded and began to walk he followed behind curiously. He eyed me and peered up at me from underneath.
"What is it Kurt?" I said trying to contain my annoyance.
"You seem different." He said slowly.
"Oh well," I said trying to think of an excuse "I haven't been feeling well these days."
It wasn't a complete lie.
"really what's wrong? " he asked earnestly.
I shook my head "never mind it Kurt." I slid behind the deep brown doors and stood beside Jean and Scott who were already there. Logan sat draped over a nearby sofa. Professor Xavier turned to view all of us.
"Tomorrow night I have an important assignment for all of you." The Professor said.
Logan's head perked up and he was attentive.
"The Brotherhood has been kidnapping children from their homes; I presume that these children are mutants and Magneto tends to keep them as part of his own personal army." he said wearily.
Scott shook his head in disgust.
"We received a tip that he has them stored in a vault in the woods not too far off the east coast. Are mission is to get those children out of there at all means possible." he continued.
Jean sucked in a sharp breath "Those poor children, they must be so frightened."
Scott touched her forearm gently.
"Come now Jean, we must be strong." Xavier said rubbing his tired brow.
"how much kids we dealing with? " Logan said bitterly
"20 or 30 to say the least." the professor said and Logan shook his head tiredly.
"we 'll leave at dusk." Scott said as Logan exited the room.
I was about to follow Jean and Scott out when Xavier called out to me.
"Ororo," I turned partially "I'm worried about you, your thoughts have been everywhere these past few weeks."
I half laughed, it sounded brittle and demented.
"I'm fine, why is everyone so concerned?" I turned the handle of the door.
why cant they leave me alone? I'm always alone anyways.
Suddenly he was in my head telepathically.
"You are never alone, my child." he said with a sad look in his eyes.
I inhaled sharply and stepped out slamming the door, thunder clapped against the graying sky.
I tossed and turned in my bed, cold sweats formed along my spine and fear ripped through me. I was a child again, alone on the streets of Africa, looking about for someone- anyone to gather me up in their arms and hold me. Suddenly rubble fell from the sky and was all on me I couldn't breathe, my chest heaved as it tightly closed. My eyes jutted open, my hands were so wound in the sheets I had to twist my wrist three times before I was released from the bed sheets. My chest was still heaving with heavy breath, my face slick with cold night sweats that were now pooling under my breast and down my stomach. Goosebumps prickled along my arm and down my legs, I threw myself on my bed and tried to fall back a sleep.
I stayed in my bed all morning; it was a Sunday so there was no class. Thank the Goddess, I was no condition to teach and go on a mission today. A few people knocked on my door, but a few loud fake snores made them leave. It was about 4:00 pm when I finally pulled myself off the bed and into the shower. I glared at my reflection, my eyes were still a bright grey-blue but my skin didn't seem to have its deep glow anymore. Many sleepless nights will do that to you. Faint rings were around my eyes, nothing too serious unless you were looking to see it. I climbed into the hot shower and stood still as it scorched me and then gradually chill. I zipped up my leather suit and pulled my hair into a tight ponytail. I rushed down the hallway jumping into the X-jet as it began to start up. Scott was flying and Logan as usual gripped the seat tensely, he really hates flying. We began to descend and slowly came to a secluded area at the edge of the forest. Scott activated the cloaking device. We jumped out and began surveying the area Logan sniffed the air and growled deeply.
"Did you catch a scent? "Jean asked he nodded teeth still bared
"yeah Sabretooth's near I can smell that filthy bastard from here." He growled and prowled forward we rushed behind him desperately trying to keep up.
He stopped abruptly "right here, directly underneath us."
Jean strained and the earth moved lifting up further it revealed a large metal door. We all rushed inside stealthily. The halls were all chrome and suddenly we entered walls porcelain white. Logan's hairs stood on ends as we made our way through the never ending halls.
"This place reeks with death." he muttered, Jean visibly cringed at the thought of dead children.
"Let's try and be quiet." Scott said glancing at Logan icily.
"Hey bub, I'm just telling you what I smell. If you don't like it try sniff—"he was cut off by Mystique who had slammed her foot across his face .
Logan scrambled to his feet and Scott aimed at her but missed blasting out a wall.
"I'll take care of this, get the kids. " Logan yelled at us.
Reluctantly we left him rushing down the hall pushing open doors aimlessly. I familiar roar ripped down the hall and I froze, Sabretooth.
Scott turned to me "come on, he's probably close behind us."
I forced my feet to move and we resumed are pace Jean used her telekinetic power to link minds with a captured child. They were not too far from us, Sabretooth barreled down the hallway and Scott shot beams at him, he dodged all.
"Scott, shoot this door coming up on our left." Jean commanded.
He did, immediately a group of children ran out screaming and crying. We were running aimlessly trying to find a way out. Ripping through a wall in front of us Logan came tearing through with Mystique crumpled up at his feet.
"Come on, this way!" he yelled.
We followed him, Scott shot out a hole in the wall, it was a small opening.
"Can't you make it any bigger?" Logan snarled.
"Any bigger and the whole goddamn thing will collapse." He snapped back.
Logan pushed all the children ahead and turned to square off with Sabretooth. He clawed at his bare chest and Sabretooth slammed his fist across his face, ripping the skin under his left eye. It didn't seem to faze Logan as he still fought on viciously tearing flesh off Sabretooth's bare knuckles. Sabretooth roared and picked up Logan slamming him into the wall He shook his head , the open wound healing slowly because his body was taking so many beatings repeatedly.
"Come let's go!" Scott yelled down bellow. Logan jumped through the hole and reached out for my hand to pull me up.
"Scott you got to blast it when Storm comes up." Jean yelled frantically. I grabbed onto Logan's hand as he strained to pull me up, my heart sped up the hole was beginning to crumble around me. I started breathing faster and my fingers grew moist with sweat.
"Don't worry 'Ro I'll get you out." Tight arms coiled around my waist and I felt Sabretooth pulling me down.
"No!" I yelled and I was now only holding on by finger tips.
"I won't leave you behind 'Ro I promise." He said trying to grip my slick fingers Sabretooth tugged with great force and I was pulled back.
" 'RO!" Logan yelled as the opening crashed down locking us off. I was slammed into the wall and my head began to spin.
"We're gonna have a lot of fun Witch." He said pulling me along the hall.
I Woke up with my head spinning, where was I? What time was it? My eyes focused on the room around me it was a chrome cell. Panic began to fill me up and I began to run around the cell looking for an exit. I sent up calls for rain but heard only a slight whisper of wind. We were under ground, but this seems like a different area then before, it seemed further down.
"Awake are we? "I turned to see the glowering figure of Sabretooth at the opening of the cell. His figure filled my view.
"what is it you want?" I sneered at him. He just glared at me with heavy lidded dark eyes.
"What? Are you going to use me as bait to get those children back?" he chuckled deep in his throat.
"I have no use for those children anymore; besides if I wanted them back I could simply go for them later." I narrowed my eyes at him; his face was hard to read.
"Then why am I here? "he chuckled and in two long strides he was up against me.
He lowered his mouth to my ear "because you owe me a scream." I drew back and he grabbed my wrist pulling them above my head. I squirmed under his hold.
"LET GO!" I growled, his own snarl answered me.
"Not until you scream." His hand around my throat tightened and his claws dug into my wrist.
I bit my lips I would not scream; I would not give him the satisfaction of it. His pelvis pressed into me as he cut off the circulation to my wrist claws gripping into my slender throat. I tried to push him off and he shook me violently slamming up against the wall. His knee drew in between my legs and when he raised me to slam me into the wall for the second time I jerked up causing me to slip from his grip. He quickly regained grip on my shoulders shoving back down, my inner thigh hitting his knee.
The sound I made was not a scream and instead of fear I felt shame. His head cocked sideways unsure of what he heard. Through my lips an unintentional moan escaped from the impact of his knee and my inner thigh. His eyes slowly rose up to meet mine. I glared at him as a slight smirk played on his lips. His knee pressed tighter into me and my hips bucked and his eyes widen. I swear they grew blacker, he pressed my knee up against me slightly applying pressure and pulling back ever so slightly.
"No, stop it!" I said trying to get my hands free from the one claw that held it.
His hand glided down my chest and fiddled with the zipper. He glanced up from under his messy blond locks. Then suddenly the zip came wrenching down. He sucked in a sharp breath and stared at m breast. His claw dragged over one and then the other and I gritted my teeth and jerked forward his nail stabbed into my chest and I shivered.
"Scream for me." I stopped suddenly, it dawned on me he only became more aggressive when I reacted.
His hand dragged the bloodied claw to the other breast and squeezed tightly. I stood limply starring into his eyes, his brow furrowed as I did not react. He dragged the suit down my shoulders and down to my waist; his hand traced my breast down to my abdomen, his eyes never breaking away from mine. He placed a slightly curled lip to my breast and made his way down. His lips left cold wet traces down my body he pulled the suit down to my ankles and in one swoop it was completely gone. His hands gripped my waist as teeth dragged down my panties and his lips pressed into my mound.
My hands were free I could shove him and run, but where? I don't even know where I ah-ah ammm…my thoughts were disrupted by his tongue plunging into me. My hands immediately gripped on his head and he immediately popped up snarling but it stopped abruptly when he saw my head was thrown back in sheer pleasure. His face gripped the side of mine and his stared intimidatingly into my eyes.
"What is your angle?" he said gruffly "huh, what kind of game are you playing at?" I didn't answer because I honestly didn't know the answer myself, My mind was screaming for me to get the hell out while my body wanted this man with every fiber of its being.
"I-I don't know what's happening to me." Is all I can muster and before I can stop it my lips are on his.
It is about five seconds later before he draws away first, he looks as if he was going to say something, or hit me it's hard to tell. He suddenly pounced on me, lips covering mine, teeth grazing my bottom lip. His tongue plunges deep into my mouth mingling sweet with tangy. Maybe it's the lonesomeness getting to me; maybe I just want to be touched. I don't know what's come over me or why him of all people, why Victor Creed? His lips made its way down my throat, sucking and nipping along the way. I moaned and and low growl came from him, his chest vibrated with the same desire. He picked me up and my legs wrap around his waist he laid me out on the floor, kissing my abdomen attentively. I gasped as he roughly pulled my legs a part and dove right in.
My hips bucked and he placed a steady hand on my stomach. He was careful not to bite me, though it wouldn't matter if he did. My body rocked and swayed as his wide tongue glided in and out of me in a rhythmic way. He pulled his face up, running his hands through his hair to see me. Peeling of his coat then shirt he kept his eyes on me the entire time. I glanced up at him briefly, he pulled his pants off and I wasn't prepared for what he was packing. I glanced at his large member and turned away quickly, I could only imagine how much this was going to hurt. He anchored himself at my entrance and exhaled deeply.
"I won't be gentle." He said glaring at me.
He thrusts in and loud 'oh!" escaped my open lips the sound made him thrust harder and I reached for him. My arms wrapping like snakes, coiling around his neck he kissed furiously at my collar bone. He thrusts again and again until he picked up a rhythm sliding further and further into me. My mind was blank I didn't want to think of anything. His movements quicken and the rhythm was lost and his hair tossed wildly over his face and slapped over his shoulders when he drew back with each plunge.
"I want to hear you scream." He whispered heavily into my ear, the heat of his breath would be enough to send me over the edge.
"Victor!" I screamed in sheer pleasure my eyes blinded and he met his release inside me letting out a dominate roar. His thrusts came to a stop slowly and my body laid on top of his when he leaned back pulling me down with him, he was still grasping my waist.
My lips were near his ear and I was breathing raggedly into his ea.
"Victor." I whispered warmly feeling his heart speed up, I never referred to him by his given name. his name had a weird roll off the tongue.
"Victor." I said once more and I gasped to feel him suddenly harden, slipping back inside me.
"You asked for it." He said rolling me to the side then firmly onto my back.