All cats are gray in the dark
by ladymaja
Summary: Kitty (22 yo) is spending her summer vacation in Canada at Logan's cottage when suddenly she gets attacked and captured. In order to escape she's gonna need to take a helping hand from an old enemy.
Chapter Three: Cats vs Wolves
He stops the car and leaves the door open as he gets out and walks down to the coast. He looks around. Must be the Beautford Sea. Way too far north.
So he needs to drive south. Without bumping into their chasers. Maybe there's another way. He decides to check out the area.
Cold. She feels cold. Kitty's eyes open. She finds herself alone in the car. Creed's gone, the door's open. That explains the cold. He took the keys. Kitty rubs her arms. She's only wearing a sleeveless white tank top, faded, blue jeans and sport shoes. No wonder she's cold.
She gets out of the car and starts to yell.
"Creed! CREED! . . . Is anyone there? Hallo?" no answer.
She goes around the car and opens the trunk. She finds a military winter coat there. It's XL so she could get lost in it but at least it'll keep her warm.
Maybe he's still around. Why would he leave anyway? It's frozen and he has no reason to leave the car back. It makes no sense.
There's some lake before her, but besides that there are only threes and snow and the dirt road they came on. Whole place seems to be dead.
She waits about 40 minutes but there's no sign of Creed. She can't find his foot step in the snow. Must have been snowing since he's gone.
She decides to go and find him, or anyone else. So she takes off into the woods.
It's already dark when he gets back to the car. He didn't find any other road or anything else. The woods seem endless. He gets pretty close to the car when he notices than something's wrong. He can't smell her. She's gone!
Victor hurries up to the car. No sign of her. He sniffs into the air. There's a dim track of her scent. She went to the woods.
"God damn it!" he mumbles.
He's been tracking her for an hour now, but that's getting hard 'cause it started to snow hard. And her scent started to fade.
Maybe she's not worth the trouble. Sure, they are being hunted and he could use her phasing powers but he has more experience than any of his enemies and he is a mutant. Super strength, super senses, healing powers. It couldn't be a problem for him to get the upper hand. But they obviously know a thing or two about mutants, they managed to capture him already once after all.
And it was her who saved him. He didn't ask for it though. She only did it 'cause she couldn't escape on her own. Why again? Why didn't she just phase out? He was gonna ask her about it, but he forgot when she started to bomb him with her questions. She's annoying. And she's the Runt's favorite pet. He was so protective about her back at New Mexico. He could drive him crazy if he'd leave the Kitten in the woods to die.
Too much thinking. Victor's not used to it. He never was the philosophical type. And now he's standing in the middle of the forest, in a snow storm, looking for a little girl, who by the way is Logan's cub, only because he might gonna need her.
He decides to go back to the car. At least he can shit on the Runt. He just turns back when suddenly the wind changes directions. There is her scent again. This time it's stronger. She must be close. And there's something else. Blood. Her blood. She's bleeding.
All the annoying thoughts disappear from his head. Everything's clear. He instinctively follows the smell of blood.
Her leg hurts so much. But she has no time to pay any attention to that. There are six of them left. She knocked down two. These are not like the wolves on the cartoons. These are big. She always imagined wolves are about as big as a german shepherd. These are rather like bears.
couple minutes ago. . .
She didn't even notice it when they surrounded her. The first one came out of nowhere and bite her leg. She phased immediately but it was too late. She heard the wolf's teeth knock as its jaw phased through her leg. It pulled back its head not knowing what was happening. Then it jump at her again with a loud growling.
This time she didn't phase. She wheeled round to get enough swing and kicked it on his head as hard as she could. It hurt like hell and this was the first time she noticed that her leg was bleeding. The wolf fell on the ground unconscious. She was sure that wasn't enough to kill it, but it was gonna keep him down until she escapes.
But she didn't have the time to escape. Then she noticed the other wolves. A whole pack of wolfs. There was no way she was gonna make it back to the car with her injured leg.
She backed to a tree. Another wolf slowly neared her and suddenly jump at her. This time she did phase. The wolf hit the tree behind her and yowled painfully. But it was still on its feet. She grabbed its head and kicked it with her knees. This one did what the tree didn't. As she put down her let pain run up in her body.
She took a look around. There were six more of them. And she wasn't even sure how long she could stay on her feet.
now. . .
So now there she is. Alone, injured, in a snow storm, against a pack of wolves. She's shivering and terrified. They're slowly getting closer. She can stay phased for a while, which would be enough if she could just run away. But her leg hurts too much.
If only he was here. God, she's about the die and her last thought is about Saretooth. Wishing he was here. How pathetic.
She can feel the blood getting frozen on her leg. She realizes she has no chance but she's too tired to even try. One of the biggest wolves collects swing and jumps.
Kitty covers her eyes and tries to phase but she can't. She's waiting for the wolf to land on her and tear her apart.
But nothing happens. The wolf doesn't bump against her; instead, she hears a loud grunt and a sharp yowl. She looks up and sees the back of a huge man. It takes her a couple of seconds to recognize him. Creed.
The wolf is lying in front of him covered in blood. The other wolves back up a little bit, they seem a little confused. Then they all start to snarl. Creed growls at them loudly. Now he really is like a wild animal. The wolves seem scared but they get ready to attack. So does Creed.
He keeps his eyes on the wolves and growls again. Kitty notices his nails. . . no, his claws growing.
The first one jumps at him from his left. He slashes the animal. It fells dead on the ground immediately. Before Kitty can catch on all wolves are on Creed. He roars as they sink their teeth into him. He grabs the neck of the one on his left arm and breaks it.
It's a bloody massacre. Kitty's so scared she can't move. She's just starring at the fight, starring at the beast saving her. A painful yowl wakes her from the shock as he throws one of them at a tree. It doesn't die immediately, and Kitty watches its agony. She turns her head back at the fight as the animal breathes its soul out. There are two wolves left. They know they don't have any chance against him so they try to run away.
But Creed won't let them. He jumps in front of them, cutting their way, growling like a savage beast and grabs one of them.
Kitty had enough. Her moral senses tell her to stop him. It doesn't matter anymore that about a minute ago they've tried to kill and eat her. They are defeated now, it's not necessary to kill them. He only does it for fun, he's enjoying the slaughter. She sees a wicked smile on his face as he raises his hand. She's more afraid of him right now then she was of the wolves a minute ago. But that won't hold her back. She has to stop him.
Ignoring the pain in her leg she runs towards him. She grabs him from behind derailing his swinging hand. His claws don't go deep enough to seriously harm the animal; he only manages to scratch its skin. The wolf gets out of his grab and runs away with the other one.
At first Victor doesn't know what just happened. He thinks it's another wolf he didn't notice before. He's about to hit the thing off of his back with his elbow, when he notices the small hands wrapped around his waist.
Right. The girl. He forget about her.
Who does she think she is? Putting an end to HIS game. But that, his anger starts to change into something else.
She's still hanging on to him. He can feel her shivering. She presses her warm little body against his back. Despite the snowstorm he's feeling warm.
He wants to push her away and ream her ass out for leaving the car, but he doesn't. He lingers for a minute. It feels so good. Her breasts are squeezed against him. She's so stupid; she doesn't even realize how that affects him. He's still excited from the fight and the smell of the blood keeps the beast inside of him awake. It tells him to force her down to the ground and tear her clothes off.
Before he could figure out his next move her hands fell off of his waist and he hears a dim thump. He turns around. She's fainted; she's lying on the ground unconscious. The wound on her leg doesn't look good.
He swings her onto his shoulder and heads back to the car.
He saved her from a pack of wolves. That kind of turns the scale. She's gonna help him to get rid of their enemy.
She owes him her life. He saved her. It's like an investment. And he's gonna collect the debt!