Author's Note: So I saw the new Wolverine movie today and of course was inspired. Liev Schreiber did an amazing job and actually made me want to write a Victor-centric story! This idea is still in development but I would love to see if anyone would be interested in reading it. I'm a psych major so I'm going to try and infuse some psychology into this story(you'll see why). Anyway, as always I own no one except OCs. And for all you Logan lovers, he'll be incorporated in later.
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*Spoilers!!!!!!!!!!: Set after the Logan/Victor fight at the Canadian bar and before Victor finds out that Logan had the operation done.
"What's the matter, hm? Aren't we having fun? This would be a lot more fun if you just lightened up." Victor Creed looked to his right, taking his eyes off the road and smiled. "Come on, you can't tell me that this isn't…entertaining." He shrugged at the silence. "Alright, have it your way. All I can say is that I am having a blast."
They drove in silence for a few more minutes, Victor humming to himself. The road stretched out before him, lined on either side with dense trees. They had passed no other cars for miles, just as Victor had hoped. Not that passing other people would have stopped him. It just would have slowed him down. But not by much.
"Would you like some mood music? I'm not sure what the reception is like out here but who knows," he asked, his voice slimy with faux politeness. Silence. Sighing, Victor shook his head. Again looking to the passenger seat, he grinned. "Cat got your tongue?" He laughed, throwing his head back. His sharpened canines accented.
In the passenger seat, a young woman sat, her wrists bound, mouth taped shut. Light blonde hair fell into her face, where a bruise accented her cheek. Mascara streaked down her cheeks, her eyes red and bloodshot from crying.
Victor reached over and ran a finger down her cheek, causing her to shrink back against the passenger door. "I'm going to have fun with you."