Chapter- 3
Heya guys I'm back with another chap but before that, THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH for all the favorites, follows and reviews peeps, keep'em comin', sugahs:-D!
Now about the chapter, today you guys are going to see a melodramatically funny family reunion and the 'Super Villains' of our fic so fasten your seat belts to enjoy a helluva ride, peeps ;-}
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"Can you please explain how the hell an army of thirty-two soldiers and mercenaries could not stop a fucking bunch of kids from crossing the fucking border?!" the Co-owner of Transigen, Graydon Creed snarled with a loud thump on the table.
"T-The bunch wasn't alone, s-sir." the only survived soldier stuttered before his boss, the warm drops of fear trailing down his temples.
Graydon shot up and glared at the scared young man. "Yeah I know. They had that sick old man with 'em." he surged over to the short man and grabbed his collar.
"But don't you dare tell me that rusted son of a bitch killed Donald, all his pups, my best scientist, our greatest creation and my best thirty-two soldiers all alone and sent the kids across the border before dying!"
"I-I never said it was just Logan, sir. Y-Your soldiers were killed by an another man." the boy stammered again, looking into Graydon's eyes timidly.
Graydon bored his infuriated eyes into his fear-stricken ones. "Who else was it?" he hissed through his clenched teeth.
"I-It was..V-Victor Cre-" before the younger man could even complete his sentence, Graydon pulled out his last soldier's gun out of his pocket and shot him in the head. With a strangled gasp, the lifeless frame fell flat to the ground.
"VICTOR CREEEED!" Graydon roared out in pure wrath. He plunged his hands into his hair and shook his head. "You shouldn't have saved those pups, Creed. Now you gotta pay for it, you gotta fuckin' pay for it!" he snarled again and shoved all his stuff off the table. His heaving chest calmed down momentarily as the phone in the inner pocket of his suit rang.
It was 'Mistress' on the screen.
He drank down his anger for a minute and swiped the green button.
"My office, right away."
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The violent storm of memories was surging in his brain.
His first meeting with Laura, their journey, Reavers's attack, their dinner with Munsons, Xavier's death, their fight against that goddamned clone of his and his peaceful death in Laura's arms...
"So this is what it feels like."
Consciousness was knocking at the doors of his eyes. His pupils flickered behind those closed lids. His body felt bone-tired but surprisingly enough, not wounded. All the pain was gone. He took a shuddering inhale and pushed a dry gulp down his sore throat. There were many familiar scents around him. Besides his baby girl, he could smell two other familiar people in the air. Especially, those sweet white Lilies, the lovely scent belonged to a beautiful girl who once was very close to his heart but unfortunately, he up there, snatched her away from him.
But hold on a second,
How could he smell her now?
He needed to find out.
He barely gathered a little amount of strength to open his eyes. His aged irises couldn't tolerate direct exposure to the bright rays of the sun coming in through that half-open window. He squeezed his eyes shut for a long moment. He once again attempted to open them in the opposite direction to avoid the sunlight. The vision was completely blurred. He blinked rapidly to clear it. Damn, he needed his specs.
Finally after a long struggle, the fog cleared at last and all he collected in that first moment was he wasn't in the woods anymore. He ran his tired eyes around. It was a white, small hospital like room. Hold on a minute, what the fuck is he doing in a hospital?! And where is Laura? is she safe? did Transigen get her and her friends? And the biggest fucking question,
How the fuck is he even alive?!
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He should be dead, he'd chosen a fucking peaceful death for himself in his daughter's arms then how was he...
To seek the answers to all his questions, he needed to get up and get out of this fucking square. He nodded to himself and once again collected some strength to get out of the bed but as he made the futile try, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the floor.
"Logan!" a familiar voice screamed his name and stormed into the room to help him but he instinctively pointed his blades at it.
"Stay away!" he gave a warning snarl coughing, without turning his glare to the owner of the voice.
"Really?" a hurt crept into the female voice. "You've even forgotten my voice now?" the pained tone caused Logan's ears to stand. The voice and the scent, the fresh lilies in the pond, he could never forget them. They belonged to only one girl in the world. Marie, his Marie. But how could it be? She's dead.
She smirked as if she'd read his thoughts. "Turn your face to me once, it's still me, Logan." His breath hitched in his throat. His old, battered heart started pounding. He needed to see it, he needed to see her. He exhaled sharply before slowly twirling his head to the pleading voice and...
"M-Marie...?" his eyes couldn't leave her face as they caught it. He blinked repeatedly to trust his vision. The same soulful, brown eyes, the same breath-taking smile and the same couple of shining white stripes in that mahogany hair that was showing a little bit of natural whiteness now. He couldn't believe it. His Marie, his Rogue was really standing in front of him.
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"Take my hand, sugah." she extended her hand to him. He took a long hesitant moment before taking it. His heavy, adamantiumed junk wasn't easy to lift off the ground alone but she tried her best. After some great struggle, he was back on his feet.
"I-Is that really you?" his fingers hesitantly reached over to touch her cheek as if the beautiful face would dissappear if he touched it. He gasped as his fingertips touched the soft skin that was proudly showing the fine wrinkles of her early Forties like her hair.
But she was still gorgeous to him.
"It's really me, sugah." she gave an assuring smile that like always, took his breath away. He couldn't suppress it anymore. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his naked chest in a tight embrace.
"I missed you darlin', I missed ya so much.." he whispered against her hair.
"Ah missed yah too, Logan." Marie buried her face into the crook of his neck, her tears of joy wetting his skin.
He hastily pulled off and cupped her cheeks, his thumbs brushed off her tears. "B-But where were you all these years and...how did you find me?"
She smiled. "Ah'll tell yah everythin' but before that-"
"Daddy!" a delighted squeak from the door pulled Logan and Marie's attention. It was his baby girl. Logan fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around his little angel tightly. Marie smiled widely at beautiful sight. Laura's little secret was already revealed to her by Victor and she was really glad to see this emotional reunion between a father and his daughter.
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"I thought I lost you, daddy.." Laura sobbed against his shoulder.
"I did too, kid." Logan blinked a couple of tears out of the corners of his eyes. He pulled off and wiped at her tears with a weak smile. "But look, daddy's back."
"Yer back because she's brought ya back." another familiar voice from the door forced the trio to look toward it. Logan's eyes once again widened at the shocking sight. That crazy son of a bitch Logan 'had to' call his brother was standing against the door frame in his full thirty-sexy-five glory and a scrunched up nose.
"Yer-"
"Yeah. Although ya thought and 'wished' I wasn't but I still am." He gave one of his old wicked canined grins. "So we were talkin' about yer return right? Well Jimmy boy, ya'll be happy ta know that little terminator over there is the one who brought ya back from the grave and I'm the one who brought yer dyin' ass here so technically, we both deserve a couple sincere thanks." Damn that cruel sense of humour.
Logan had to suppress a large roll of eyes at that smug grin. He got back up to his feet with Laura and Marie's help and tightened his arms around his daughter before running his eyes all over his front. His free hand reached up to touch the place where that fucking clone of his'd given him a big fucking wound when he brutally impaled him on the branches of a fallen tree.
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"And my wounds? How did ya treat them?" he asked as Laura sat him down on the bed.
"All credit goes to our healing factor boosting serum." Marie replied with a bright smile. "It strengthens any kinda sickened healing factor for a few hours."
"I know about 'em. Where did you guys find one of those?"
"Not one, we have a large supply. Victor'd stolen its formula from Transigen's headquarters years ago." the taller feral gave the damned smug grin again.
"And how did you end up with him?" Logan asked through his narrowed scowl at his elder brother.
Marie let out a sharp breath as tried to remember that horrific night. "As you know, Eleven years ago when we were all out to celebrate my birthday, I was kidnapped by Transigen's goons that night."
"What?!" Logan's eyebrows touched the hairline. "It was Transigen?!"
Marie sighed. "Yes. They'd kidnapped me for a goddamn breeding program. That's where I saw Victor after years. He was also caught by Transigen for his precious DNA and..." a pained expression crept into her eyes as the horrifying memories of her time in Transigen's hell flashed before her eyes. Victor surged forward and grabbed her trembling shoulders.
"And we escaped that fuckin' shit hole together one night when the guards were slightly careless." he completed the sentence for her, rubbing her shoulders.
What the hell?! Was this really happening?! His Marie was seeking comfort in his psychopathic brother's arms who'd kidnapped her himself years ago? It sounded as ridiculous as it looked and tightened Wolverine's jaw at once.
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He now narrowed his glare at both of them. "So..now you guys are..."
Marie didn't get his meaning but Creed did. Little Jimmy is jealous to see him and stripes together. The thought was quite amusing to him.
"Yes." he suddenly wrapped his large arms around Marie's waist from behind, making both Marie and Logan's eyes to bulge out. "She is Mrs. Creed now."
Ok now that was it. The Kitty Cat touched our Marie?! Wolverine now wants to rip the smug asshole apart.
"Victor?!" Marie unlocked his arms and slapped his shoulder.
"What?" the taller feral grinned. "He's the one who's thinkin' we're now a goddamn couple with white picket fences around our house but lemme tell ya somethin' Jimmy boy," he looked back to his little brother.
"We're nothin' but goddamn accidental mutant kind savin' partners who're tryin' ta save the mutant world from the assholes like Transigen. Besides..."
Victor unexpectedly signaled Laura to cover up her ears and to Logan's surprise, the mute killing machine unexpectedly followed that stupid command.
"I know she's still a hot piece of ass but it's yer cock she wet-dreams about every night."
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"VICTOR?! LANGUAGE!" Marie roared at the giant feral, unsuccessfully trying to hide the deep blush that just took over her cheeks. Her eyes flickered to Logan's face who was baffled and somewhat 'pleased' at the backhanded compliment of his brother.
"I know, that's why I told knives ta cover up her ears." he grunted with an eye roll.
"But she heard it anyway!" Marie's blush wasn't going anywhere.
Victor grinned again. "Sorry, I forgot." he walked over to Laura. "C'mon knives, let's leave the love birds alone fer a while." and once again to Logan's biggest surprise, his little girl got off the bed and walked out of the room with her demented 'Uncle'. He shook his head in pure disbelief.
Am I really dead?
Marie had to work hard to hide the crimson of her cheeks as she turned to Logan. "I-I think you should rest more a-and don't believe any of the crap he just said, okay?"
Forgetting everything else for now, Logan had to smirk at her cute, reddened face. "Okay."
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"You and your men have disappointed me so much today, Graydon." the mysterious owner of the infuriated female voice snarled from her chair in the pitch dark room.
"I-I know our mistake is completely unforgivable," Graydon's tried to give a trembling request. "B-But, please my Mistress, give me just one more chanc-" his sentence was cut off by a sudden telekinetic blow that sent him flying in the air and hung his dangling body up there in the air.
"What the fuck makes you think I'm going to give you another fucking chance to waste my time?!" suddenly, all the lights of the room lit up all together and revealed the face of the cabalistic voice and fucking hell! It was none other than one of the greatest X-men of her time, Jean Grey in her Phoenix form.
"B-Because this time I'm going to send a fucking blast from their past against them." Graydon shouted out his plan from up there, his voice shaking with fear of heights. "Who's going to fuck up that goddamn absconder, Victor Creed's little world across the borderline! But for that, please! Please give me just another chance, Mistress..." he begged for her mercy.
Phoenix's infuriated pitch black eyes calmed down for a moment. She put Graydon back down on his feet who fell to his knees, mumbling tons of thank yous as his feet touched the ground again.
"This is your second and last chance Graydon, DO NOT fail this time." she snarled out her last warning to the trembling human before the lights were turned off by her and the room became pitch dark again.
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Okay, a few things to point out:-
1. Marie's Southern accent only comes out when she gets emotional okay?
2. My Victor Creed may look like a little OOC here but I like him as a funny badass.
3. We've all always loved the nasty love triangle between Marie, Logan and Jean so Tadaaa! Here's your perfect villain and the owner of Transigen in my story- Jean Phoenix Grey!
Pretty pretty please with cherries on top= REVIEW peeps!