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I accepted the offer, it was intriguing the leader or representative of a group of mercenaries wanted me to be part of their team. I know now that I should have been more cautious, hindsight of course, however it did make for some exciting adventures, made me stronger, sharpened my skills and made me a force to be reckoned with. Not to mention the incredibly handsome perk that I met when I landed in Canada.

I remember being extremely exhausted once the plane landed on the military base. I stayed awake the entire 8 hour flight to Canada, I didn't trust Victor even if the Major had said he would be punished, I never wanted it to get that far. I kept my eyes on him and he in turn kept his eyes on me. His unspoken threats rattled me but I didn't let it show on the surface. There was this thing he could do and it was amazing; his beast like claws could actually grow when he wanted them to. I was truly fascinated by it, I had never met other mutants before, and it was a shame that I had met Victor first.

The cargo plane landed and the white flurries swept the windows and blanketed the landscape of the base. I shivered and became apprehensive, what if the others were like Creed. I could shield myself from him, but from several like him, my thoughts paused as my eyes traveled to him.

His smile was a mile wide as he looked at me, "What's wrong frail? Can't handle it?" He leaned forward and sniffed me before standing, "You smell sweet enough to eat," he whispered threateningly as he walked away from me.

"Miss Sorin," the Major called, "Are you ready?"

I caught my breath, swallowed hard and nodded as I shakily walked to Stryker. There was no turning back now; I was stuck here for better or worse. God help me for what the worse was. The Major handed me a jacket as he walked me into the hangar where we were met by four more people. One was gruff looking but not as bestial or as tall as Victor, a man with blonde hair strapped with more than a few pistols who was obviously not happy I was there. Then there was an incredibly handsome and juvenile man with brown hair and a gigantic smile about to pounce on me with a million questions with two katana swords secured to his back. Joining the mercenaries was a smaller man with glasses and a lab coat with a look on his face that I couldn't read, but something told me I shouldn't be comfortable around him.

Stryker had asked me not to use my telepathy when we got to the base and I was too tired to try. With all the thoughts I was facing I would have been overwhelmed and vulnerable. It wasn't a chance I was willing to take at the moment, once I got some rest I'd be more on my guard about my new surroundings and teammates. I stood there being examined as I shivered in the cold hangar; my eyes furiously darted from each man as all eyes drilled into me. I caught sight of Creed standing in the corner almost casually and grinning ear to ear waiting for me to tap out and go home. I moved my gaze to the man with the swords and the charming smile.

He locked his brown eyes with mine and closed the gap between us, "So this is the mind reader?"

I looked up at him and couldn't tell if he was impressed or not, "The correct term is telepath Mr.?"

He chuckled a bit, "Wade Wilson, no mister at all, ever. You are?"

The first real smile appeared on my face, "Andromeda Sorin," I tucked a few stray strands of hair behind my ear as I looked away from his intense eyes.

"Ah, a Dom, I'm not good at taking orders but I'll give being a sub a try," he winked at me and I'm sure I turned 50 shades of red.

I felt Creed sink his teeth into my shoulder and I was wrenched into the present by sharp and intense pain and the feeling of blood running down my arm. I stared into the black eyes of Victor and I didn't remember how to move or breathe. That black void was all I could understand, that was all that surrounded me. I heard the beast chuckle over me with a sick and twisted grin on his face as he leered at me.

He leaned in close and inhaled my breath, tears and blood, "Isn't this what you want? I can smell it on you, frail," his voice was a husky and dark whisper.

I felt fear flood my body as I started to shake uncontrollably. I knew that if I gave up I'd be nothing but another conquest for Creed. He had my arms pinned but not my legs, I willed my frightened limbs to kick with all their might. I hit Victor square in the solar plexus as hard as I could. My hit must have stunned him as he howled in pain and his gripped loosened enough that I wiggled out of it. I crawled as fast as I could trying to force my feet under me and out of the training room. I wasn't quick enough. Creed recovered and all he had to do was take a step to overtake me again.

The beast elongated his claws and sunk them into my back raking them down the length of my spine, ripping into my skin. I let out high pitched scream that echoed throughout the base as he dragged me back to the middle of the room. He flipped me over as blood poured out of my wounds and pooled underneath me, I was done for.

"Help me please," I thought as strongly as I could and as far as I could hoping it would reach anyone in time.

Creed chuckled darkly again, "You've got one of the prettiest screams I ever heard frail," he showed his teeth to me. He leaned down to my ear as he whispered to me, "Do it again."

An idea hit me. It was crazy and stupid and I would have to do it now if I wanted to survive or if I wanted a chance at survival. I opened my mouth and sang a loud high C. The piercing note went straight into his sensitive ear. Victor howled in pain as he covered his ears and rolled off me. I struggled to reach the training room door before he could recover. He was still howling in pain, I didn't know his ears were that sensitive, I'll keep that in mind, if I survive. I kept crawling toward the door but I felt so weak and my vision started to blur. I blinked and after a long moment I opened my eyes and Kestrel was holding and porting me to the infirmary.


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