So this is the first chapter of my first story. It is based very loosely on the new xmen origins movie. I will also drag things from the comics in too. If this was part of the movie it would be after Logan walked out on the team. However in my story ferals stop aging around twenty years old. Please read and review. Let me know what you think.
Cassandra sat on her bed, thoroughly worried. She knew that what she was about to attempt was nearly impossible. There wasn't much chance that she could get away with her ever so carefully planned escape. Cassie, what all her friends called her, stood up, suddenly revived with courage. The only things that really worried her were the telepaths, ferals, and, most of all, Sabertooth. He was the one who brought her to this hell-hole. It was under strict orders from Magneto of course, but he was now her personal baby-sitter.
Cassandra wasn't going to just sit there! She made her way to the entrance of the small room. From what she could tell, Magneto and his followers were held-up in an abandoned mining camp. Cassie opened the door. Outside the door stood two guards. The one was quite fat; the other very tall. She didn't waste any time. Cassandra reached out with her mind and punched both of them, mentally of course. They dropped, instantly, to the ground. Searching their minds for information of the layout, hoping to find a route of escape, she found that one had the ability of strength and the other held quickness. Cassie was glad she hadn't tried to take them on. However, she didn't have a lot of energy to waste. The more she used her telepathy, the more tired she became. Cassandra knew she needed to save all of her strength for Sabertooth; he was impossible to take down in hand-to-hand combat. She had already tried that once and look where that got her.
Halfway down a hallway, Cassandra's ears picked up footfalls behind her. What was going on, why could she even hear that? Cassie knew she was a telepath, but a new strange power was rearing its ugly head inside of her. She ran faster and faster. Suddenly, the noise stopped. No one was chasing her. Had they given up? There was no way. Was it a trick or a trap? The gray walls suddenly seemed extremely ominous.
Pain overtook her head. It was an awful pounding on the inside of her skull. Cassie fell to her knees. She wrapped her hands over her head as she struggled to fight back. The attacker had temporarily been hired to stop all attempted escapes. Her name was Emma Frost. Magneto was on business elsewhere and didn't want this girl, Cassandra, to escape before he could even meet her.
One of his followers had spotted her first, reporting that she was a level eight. That just couldn't be, the rankings only went up to five. Magneto knew at once that he needed her under his control at once.
Cassandra stood up and lashed out as hard as she could at Emma. Emma, with her long blonde hair, white halter top and shorts, white knee-high boots, white cape gliding on the floor, and pale white skin, fell to the floor for only for a moment. She stood slowly and gracefully. "You're pretty strong for a kid. I see why Erik is so interested in you." She was walking over to Cassandra, who was exhausted after spending so much of her energy. Emma put her hand on Cassie's shoulder. "Aw, is the little baby tired?" Emma threw a brutal wave of power at Cassandra. The worst part was that it didn't even faze her. Ms. Frost showed no signs of tiring at all!
That was it! Cassie cleared her mind and focused a beam of mental energy bigger than she ever had before. She let it loose. Emma fell over, but she wasn't getting up this time. Emma must have been a category four, and Cassie had knocked her out cold, all by herself. Her celebration however wasn't long-lived. She took off running again.
Who knew where Sabertooth was at the moment? He was probably stalking her silently, waiting for the appropriate moment to strike. Just the thought made her feet move faster. She'd never run this fast in her life. There was a crashing noise behind her. Cassie looked back over her shoulder but saw nothing. Why was there so little protection, if she was so valuable?
Cassie felt odd. She looked down at her feet and screamed. She stopped running and tumbled a few feet. It took a good minute before the shock started to dim. Cassie had been running like an animal, down on all fours, her fingernails extended.
Something grabbed Cassandra's arms from behind. She kicked back at whatever it was and turned to get a good look at the new attacker. Fear grabbed her heart as she stared into the endless black of Sabertooth's eyes. His real name was Victor Creed, and his mind, surprisingly, didn't have much protection. If Cassie hadn't spent all her telepathic energy on Emma, she probably could have taken him down. Victor was a feral, the strongest one she'd ever seen. Apparently, she was one too. Why else would she have been running like that?
Cassie didn't have time to sort out all these questions at the moment though. There were two choices: run and most likely get caught or fight and almost definitely lose. Cassandra chose to run, but, the moment she started down the hallway, two ferals appeared, blocking her path. She turned and noticed two ferals at the other end also. Now this just wasn't fair at all. Sabertooth lunged at her with his claws, meaning to cut deep into her. However, Cassie managed to get out of the way. The ferals at either end were getting closer. Victor turned around looking especially angry. Cassie guessed that he didn't miss often. He looked a lot taller than last time they met. Then again, he looked a lot scarier too.
There were many things racing through her mind at this point, but fighting back just wasn't one of them. Yes, Cassie wanted out. She wanted to run back to her family and friends. However, Cassie also realized that this was one of those situations that she wasn't going to get out of. What was the point of trying when it was impossible anyway and just getting herself into more trouble?
Cassie backed into the cinderblock wall with Sabertooth cautiously following her. At this point, he realized that she really was something special. He let out a low growl that smelled like he'd just devoured something raw, and readied himself to make another attack. Cassie sunk down the wall and let a tear roll down her cheek. "Please, don't!" Victor cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy. Actually, he looked more like a confused monster.
"What was that? Did you say you didn't want me to? I haven't even done anything! Besides you are the one who tried to run away!" he growled every word. His head was covered in dark brown nearly black, hair shaved down army style. His eyes were a dark green and gray mixture. They probably changed colors just like most ferals'. Victor was adorned with a long black coat. Underneath was a black button-down shirt. Sabertooth also had black pants and matching boots.
Cassie sniffed and tried to stop the tears from flowing. They just wouldn't stop so she gave up and let loose with the sobs. "I won't try to escape again, just please don't hurt me!" Sabertooth's eyes changed to a beautiful baby blue. He still looked like a monster though. However, Cassandra didn't know this because her eyes were filled with burning tears. Victor actually looked like he might be feeling just a tiny bit of remorse. He shook it off though and waved to dismiss the other ferals. They left without a word.
He knelt down to be at eye-level with Cassie. "You are a weird little person, aren't you? I was told that you were highly dangerous and to be considered highly armed. Erik told me to do anything to keep you contained. Yet here you are crying. What is wrong with this picture, baby doll?" That last word rolled off Victor's tongue with a cool tone. His voice wasn't quite a growl anymore; it was more of a husky tone at this point.
Cassandra stopped crying, but her face was still looked like she had really bad sunburn. "I'm not dangerous! Why does everyone think that I am a scary monster? I just want to be left alone!" She broke into tears again.
"I'm sorry, but no one is going to leave you alone when you have that much power. Especially not magneto. He goes crazy over level four mutants, let alone a level eight! There is no way he is going to let you go." Cassie noticed how beautiful his eyes were as her face cleared of tears. She was breathless for a moment as she took in how handsome he honestly was, you know in that rugged bad boy kind of way.
"Then help me," she gasped. "I can barely control my telepathy and now I find out that I'm a feral too! Please, I just want some help controlling it! The slightest noise hurts my ears and my nose is burning with scents."
For the first time since he had last seen Jimmy, Victor felt an unwelcome pang of emotion. "Look kid, I'll try to help you. I can only do so much because I'm under Erik's control. I have to do whatever he says. I promise you, though, I'll try. First you have to behave yourself, though. Go back to your room and I'll help you as soon as I can. I promise."
Cassandra stood up, nodded an appreciative thanks and turned to make her way, silently, back to her room. She turned to look back at Victor. "Thank you. For, you know, not killing me. By the way does it get any easier? I don't think I can put up with all of this confusion for very long. It's so much at once." He nodded very slightly. Cassie walked back, retracing her steps, to the room that she had hated so much. When she reached the door Cassandra could still sense him watching her, silently hiding in the shadows.
Many days passed. She counted a week and either four or five days. Cassie was pretty sure it was four. She ate food as various mutants brought her meals. She stared at the ceiling bored out of her mind. Nothing seemed to matter as she sat there day after day. Not once did it cross her mind to attempt another escape. Sabertooth had been really nice to her and Cassandra didn't want that to change.
On this particular day Cassie was counting the cracks and holes in the ceiling of her little white-washed room. There was a low creak as the door to her room opened. She didn't think anything of it since this happened around six or seven times a day. Cassandra rolled over expecting it to be another feral to escort her to the restroom, or something similar. The man in the doorway was a feral, but he was more of a familiar one.
Victor smirked at Cassie's shock. She had thought that he was never going to come back. He had promised, but it had been eleven days, or twelve. He smiled warmly at her like they were old friends or something. Cassie jumped up off the bed and started into one of her famous rants, "Where have been? You said you would try to help me! I've been rotting in this prison for a week and a half waiting for you to show your ugly face. Do you even know how ridiculously boring it is in here?" Cassie was done so she back down and waited for his reply.
His reply came, but not in the way she expected. Cassandra thought that he would give some smart remark or harsh comment. Instead he looked down at her with those big, now brown, eyes, "So you missed me did you? You know, baby doll, it's not healthy to start crushing on someone you just met, let alone someone who tried to kill you!" He had a smug little half-smile. Victor crossed his arms and leaned up against the wall.
Cassie couldn't believe him. "I didn't miss you one bit, I just want out of here. So, you don't really seem like you're here to teach me or anything. What are you here for?" She held a questioning gaze until victor broke the eye contact.
Sabertooth stood up straight. He extended his fingernails into claws and grabbed Cassie's arm roughly and she could see his muscles contracting. "No playing around now. I have to deliver you straight to Erik's office. Come on!" Cassandra followed Victor quite willingly. For some reason Cassie felt safe when he was around. He couldn't be more than twenty years old. She, herself, was seventeen. That wasn't too bad. Wait, why was she even thinking about that? How could Cassandra even consider her evil captor as handsome?
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