I forgot to put this little part in at the beginning of the first chapter, but that was getting lengthy anyway.

This fic will be alternating point of views between Nina (OC) and Victor Creed. It might not always switch back and forth but each chapters title will be the character who the stories point of view is told by.

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I sighed when she passed out.

Honestly I'd been waiting for it; her heart was beating a mile a minute. She had the look of a scared animal. Now, out like she was, it was easier to see her, even with the blood. Brown hair, one brown ear, the floppy one black, a brown tail with a black stripe down it, and damn it was she leggy. She was the kind of leggy that baby animals were when they hadn't grown into their bodies yet. There was a small swell to her chest, her face was still all baby though, and her stomach even had a little baby fat to it. I just wanted to keep looking at her. I wanted to see those wide grey eyes again, but I didn't want to wake her after what just happened.

It was a good thing I'd finished off that guy today. There was just so much desert to work with and I'd spent most of the day finding a good spot to bury what was left of the stiff. I'd been on my way back to Vegas when I'd smelt something irresistible mixed with blood. It was late and dark, all I'd expected to find was a more or less empty road.

Didn't think I'd find a new pup in the middle of that fun little mess of bodies.

Didn't think I'd find my mate in a gas station while mobsters were dismembering her parents. For a second I thought she was gone before I even had a chance to see her. She was so small, but she started moving when they took a shot at me…

I ignored the jet setting down next to the gas station for a little longer, but couldn't deny the smell of the sudden damp in the air from this unnatural fog rolling in, and I could smell Jimmy plain as day. They were late.

I stood up from kneeling with her to find none other than the X-Men. Jimmy was in his ridiculous yellow and blue leather uniform, and the others in their equally idiotic uniforms of varying colors. One had to wonder where they got these things. One-eye, Red, the weather witch, their leader, and that kid Jimmy looked after, Rogue I was pretty sure she went by. She was probably here to comfort the girl, but that probably would work better if she were awake.

She wasn't though.

Too exhausted, too worn out from all of this, from just changing into what she really was, not to mention all the death.

"We're here for the girl Sabretooth!" One-eye insisted, going as far as to point at her.

Jimmy glared back at the boy snapping, "He knows Slim!" Then turning back to me Jimmy told me, "Creed, we want to take the girl to the school where she'll be safe, without parents she'll need support. The Professor says you're welcome to come with us," he snorted, and it was obvious he was having two conversations at once, "Despite the very… graphic way you disemboweled me two birthdays ago."

"The Professor" was apparently aware that Jimmy was the only one I'd really talk, or listen, to. It was true I might have disemboweled him, on more than one occasion, but I did like him best of the X-Freaks. Didn't matter any that he didn't remember we were related. "You're the one who left yourself wide open," I insisted as I looked down at him. Even as I said this I was thinking about what he'd said.

This was the first time I'd ever contemplated being an X-Man as I was about two hundred years too old to be a student. Looking down at the pup, and then back up at Jimmy, I wouldn't call him Logan or Wolverine purely because I didn't want to, as he stood patiently (for him) in front of me. The way his eyes flicked off to the side every once in a while told me he was still talking to at least one of the telepaths. I didn't really want to hand her over, but I could already feel their broken leader poking around in my head. While most psychics had little to no effect on me, he was up there in ranking. He could probably make me think I was a little girl for a good while if he wanted, so I'd have to figure something out soon.

I was stuck on the kid though, she was still out like a light, and I couldn't even explain to her what was going to be happening to her. It made me want to growl and stalk back and forth, but I managed to at least stay still. The last thing I wanted was for her to think I'd abandoned her, especially after everything that just happened. She'd killed a man, and I doubted she'd shrug it off like it was nothing. She'd need someone to go to for a while. It bothered me to think she'd be able to go to Jimmy when I wanted her to come to me.

She was too young to keep though, I knew this.

I couldn't keep her on the fringes of society with me, not yet, but damn it I wanted her bad. I wanted to keep her safe, it was almost foreign to me, but I wanted to be the reason she was safe. Not Jimmy, not the X-Men, me.

Damn it I needed to stab myself, I was getting sappy.

"Don't be surprised when I show up at your weird little school to see her Jimmy," I growled as I handed over the dog-eared kid, carefully. Leading Jimmy into cradling her like I had been. Thirteen, she was fucking thirteen, and so damn tiny even the runt dwarfed her. I would have to figure out what was best for her along the way.

Behind him the red haired frail huffed and puffed, but Xavier rolled forward closer to us. "Mr. Creed, you're welcome to accompany us to the school now if you'd like." When I just stared at him, hell even Jimmy was staring at him, he held up his hands saying, "Of course you're welcome any time in the future, as long as you promise not to cause trouble in my school."

I glared at the old man for a moment before looking back to Jimmy as he held the pup. She was squirming some, and I reached out pushing some hair out of her face. Growling I gave in saying, "Yeah, yeah, I'll be on my best behavior. I've got things to wrap up in this part of the country, but I should be there in a couple months max to check on her. Jimmy, keep any and all of your arrogant prick students away from her, and that one's," I pointed at Rogue, "boy-thing away from her too."

"Gambit's not like tha'!" The southern teen yelled pointing her finger at me from next to the weather witch.

"How old are you?" I asked raising a brow, asking for a challenge. She was just a kid dating one of the best thieves out there.

"Ah'm eighteen you jerk!" She mouthed off. It irked me as much as I had to respect her for it. She had spark, the pup could learn from her. Hell, I wouldn't even mind if she spent enough time with the girl to pick up some of that accent.

"As long as she doesn't touch her with that freaky skin, that one can go near her," I said as I turned on my heel to leave, "And, Jimmy, make sure she knows I'm coming for her."

"Hold up," Jimmy called out, and I turning back I found him watching her struggle weakly in her sleep, "Give me a shirt or somethin' to keep 'er calm."

Should have thought of that.

Shrugging out of my duster I let it drop to the floor as I unbuttoned the black button up shirt I was in, leaving a wifebeater. I moved back closer to lay the button up on her so Jimmy didn't have to jostle her to get it himself. Just like that she settled, after hugging it to her. I watched as she even leaned into Jimmy. "There, remember what I said, and I'll see you soon."

"Yeah Creed, I'll keep an eye on her," Jimmy said as I picked up and put my jacket back on. I nodded before turning on my heel again, and heading off into the fog that was hiding us in the middle of a parking lot. I'd have to make all this quick. Every part of me was resisting leaving her with them. I didn't like the way that One-eye was just watching the whole time. He'd been plotting. I hated that I couldn't see the boy's eyes, even if he was still easy to read…

It was just one more thing to plan for as I made my way to New York.