Rating: M

Author's Notes: Hey there everybody! Did you all like the tear jerking moment last time? I swear, in my mind, I found it very, VERY touching. And I have my annoying biology teacher for teaching me the medical names of the kneecaps. But enough with that…. TIME FOR SOME ASS KICKING! And as a special bonus, I'm going to introduce the Creed sisters' father…though I bet you all already knew who he is.

Chapter 7: Payback and Meeting Dad

Francis and Ron rode down the road in Francis's jeep, heading towards Duncan's well known hangout spot. "Watch di gal dem roll, watch di gal dem roll. Watch di gal dem roll, watch di, watch di gal dem roll!" Francis was singing along with Sean Paul's "Watch dem roll" while Ron merely smoked on his cigarette. Francis owned a jeep, almost exactly similar to Lance's. The only difference was that Francis's had a top to it. And good thing too, because that was when it started to rain. "Haha…." Francis chuckled, turning of the radio. "It be rain, Hartmann…. Seems like Jah is looking down upon us…."

Ron smirked, flicking his cigarette out the window. "Yeah, man…looks like even God want Duncan to get his ass kicked." They were now heading to Bayville park, where Duncan and his friends regularly hang out after school…or after beating up someone. "OK…remember: If Duncan is alone, then we go at him hand-to-hand…. But if there is a group of them…then we use our powers. Alright?"

"Yeah, yeah…….. I know, mon." He sighed, turning the radio back on. But unbeknownst to them, they were being followed. Scott was driving his car, with Jean, Kurt and Kitty. And the whole time they were following Francis and Ron. Jean was using her powers to listen in on their conversation.

"They're mutants…" Jean breathed, sitting back down in her seat. "As I thought, they're going after Duncan…and anyone who stands in their way."

'This should be interesting…' Scott thought. "What do you guys think? Should we let Francis and Ron take down Duncan and his crew? Or should we stop them?" While Jean was all for seeing Duncan and his friends pay for what they did to Todd, she knew the professor wouldn't like it.

"Scott…you know what the professor would say." Everyone turned towards the telepath, with a raised eyebrow. "Yes, Duncan went too far and deserves what he has coming…but do you know what that will lead to?" No one answered. "If mutants attacked a group of school boys, it'll be all over the news. The professor is trying to make it where regular people don't fear us…but if this goes down as they want it to…"

"Ven everyone vill think the mutants are attacking innocent people." Kurt finished, with a disappointed look on his face. "And if there's a brawl involving mutants, they'll immediately blame us." Jean nodded her head.

"Which is why we can't let that happen."

Back with Francis and Ron, they were just entering the parking lot across from the park. It was a regular park, no sidewalks, to jungle gyms , no nothing. It was mainly grass and trees. And because it was raining, there were nearly no one playing in it. But just as everyone predicted, Duncan and his friends were laughing and drinking underneath a patch of thick trees.

"HAHAHA!" The drunken Duncan laughed, leaning up against a tree. "Now that was awesome! Did you hear him scream? Just like a woman!" As his friends engaged in a drunken laugh fest, the rain started to come down harder. "I kinda wish that fucking tape didn't break…. I was havin too much fun!" Lightning shot across the sky, as he and his friends drank some more. But when Duncan was about to continue another story, one of his friends tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed.

In the direction of where the football player pointed, Duncan saw Francis and Ron marching in their direction. Francis had removed his shirt, showing off his muscular Pecs. As they neared, the more Duncan came to believe they were here for a fight. "What are you two losers doin here?"

Ron smirked. "We're here to dish out a little punishment, you asshole." Duncan and his friends clenched their bottles harder as Francis and Ron neared. "You broke both of Todd's legs…so me and Becker are goin to break your's."

"Becker! Hartmann!" Everyone turned, and saw Scott and Kurt running up behind them. It was only Scott and Kurt, since both boys asked that Jean and Kitty to stay in the car. "You guys need any help? Me and Kurt are dying for a crack at these pricks." The laser shooting mutant said, cracking his knuckles. He walked up until he was able to whisper in Francis's ear. "And we know you two are mutants

"Get outa here, Summers…" Francis growled, as the rain ran down his bare torso. "We don't need no help dealin wid dese guys. Jus stay outa da way…tings here are goin ta get very nasty." Hearing this, a couple of drunken guys smashed their bottles against a tree, making two sharp weapons.

"Looks like these two want to die…." One chuckled, tossing his broken glass bottle from on hand to the other. "Come on, you no good NIGGER!" Shouting out a racist insult, both boys charged the two. "I hope you two are ready to die!"

"I got dis…." Francis whispered, stepping at the charging drunks. But when the two assailants were 20 feet away, Francis thought he'd show off his ability. He drew back he left leg, and swung it in a 180 degrees. But it wasn't a normal kick…. His leg suddenly stretched and grew in size ( Think about Luffy from One Piece ) Like rubber, his leg stretched all the way of the 20 feet across from the two jocks, and nailed both in the head. The force of the stretchy leg kick sent both flying sideways, sending both drunks stumbling. Duncan's eyes widened when the leg retracted back into a normal size of legs. Him and his friends freaked out, and tried to run off.

"Oh no ya don't…" The Jamaican mutant swung his arm, and sent it sweeping towards the retreating jocks. Even from a distance from 60 feet, Francis's rubber like arm found their mark and wrapped around all of them, like a lasso. "Get da hell back here!!!" With a large yank of the arm, Duncan and his friends were returned to the four mutants. Francis grinned at Ron, who knew what he was thinking.

"Time for a little Tackling practice!" Ron charged at the captured jocks that was being pulled his way. But then, his skin started to change. Ron's normal white skin morphed into stone, along with the rest of his body. "TAKE THIS!" His voice was much deeper now. And when his stone body collided with Duncan and his friends' bodies, the were sent everywhere. Duncan and his friends' were sent stumbling across the ground, moaning in pain, and cradling injured body parts.

"AAAGGGHHH!!!!" Duncan cried, while he cradled his leg. "MY LEG! YOU FREAKS BROKE MY LEG!YOU GUYS ARE DEAD! YOU HEAR ME?! DEA….." Without warning, Francis's arm shot out and grasped Duncan's shirt collar. He was dragged across the ground, until he was at Francis's feet.

"Gotcha…." Becker then lifted the injured boy into the air. "You attacked Todd for no reason. You torture him, just because he was a mutant…. But now, look at you, mon." Francis pulled his arm back, as if he was going to punch him in the face. "NOW DIE!"

"Becker! Stop!" Scott reached out to stop him from hurting Duncan any further. The Jamaican athlete turned and glared. "Listen…this can only end one way. And it isn't a good one, man. If you do this now, nothing but more suffering will come out of it." For a couple of seconds, the two were locked gazes. The whole time, Duncan was shaking with fear and pain as he hung by his shirt collar. "Francis…put him down. I know what he did to Todd was unforgivable. And even I want to kill him, but then we're no better then he is."

And for a minute, no words were spoken. Ron eventually morphed back into his regular form, and sighed. All of the other guys were unconscious. But Francis finally gave up, and threw him to the ground. "You take dis with a warning, Matthews. If ya ever do something like what ya did ta Todd, ya won't have Summers to save ya. You pull dis shit again, you will die." Terrified, Duncan nodded. "Good…and just so we're clear…." Francis raised his leg high in the air, and brought it down on Duncan's other kneecap.

SNAP!!!!!!!

(Back at the Hospital)

"Hmm………." Daisy hummed, as she traced her finger on the sleeping Toad's chest. She had just woken up from a long sleep, finding that she fell asleep in his arms. She looked dreamingly at his face, marveling at his new look. Todd's face seemed calm when he was asleep. No hint of hate, bitterness, fear or sadness. In fact, he looked…at peace. He looked absolutely different then he would awake. "You deserve better, Todd. You deserve a better life…parents…and a better girlfriend…"

"That's bullshit…" Daisy's eyes popped open when she heard Todd's low voice. When she looked up, she saw Toad looking down at her. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me. Why wouldn't you be good enough for me? If anything. You're TOO good for me." The fact that he was pretending to be asleep made Daisy raise a eyebrow and smile.

"Yeah. I know I'm too good for you. But my standards aren't high." She was joking, of course. "In fact, I believe I deserve to be treated better…. Like more kissing when I….." Toad didn't even wait for her to finish her joke. He tilted his head, and locked lips with her in a kiss. Todd decided to own this kiss, so he slithered his tongue into her mouth. And what Todd found awesome was that the extra amount of tongue she received didn't bother her a bit. She moaned, as she sucked on the half foot of tongue in her mouth. A minute later, they separated with a long line of saliva attached to their tongues.

"Will that hold you over, yo?" Toad asked, with a sly grin on his face. Daisy blushed, and nodded her head. "You want another one?" The Creed raised a eyebrow, nodded, and started unbuttoning her shirt.

"You bet your ass. And for being a good boy, you deserve a treat."

"Wow…. I guess you get your horniness from my side, Daisy dear." Said a rough, low voice from the doorway. "I leave you alone for a couple of days…and you get a boyfriend, and are willing to put out? I thought I raised you better then that." Daisy and Todd both froze like statues when they heard the voice. Because they both heard that voice before, and knew who it was.

"H…hi d…daddy…" Daisy stuttered as she re-buttoned her shirt.

'Oh shit!' Todd screamed in his head, as he looked around Daisy and saw who was standing in the door. 'HE'S her father?! You gotta be fucking kiddin me!'

Standing in the doorway stood a muscular man, wearing a brown trench coat. His large biceps were visible, and his fingernails/claws were sharpened to a nasty point. His long blond hair hung down past his shoulder blades, and his enlarged canine teeth were visible overlapping his bottom lip. This man was Victor Creed, AKA Sabertooth, father of the Creed sisters ( Makes a hell of a lot of sense now, doesn't it? )

"D…daddy! What are you doing back so soon?" Daisy asked, straightening up her hair and shirt. "I thought you were going to be gone for at least a week. It's only been a couple of days." The larger man snickered, picking his fangs with his claws. And as he slowly made his way into the room, Todd was flipping out.

'OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! He's gonna rip my throat out! He'll cut my balls off…! HE'LL RIP MY THROAT OUT WHILE HE'S CUTTING OFF MY BALL!' Sweat began to pour off Toad's forehead, as his heart rate began elevating.

"We were sent back…" Victor sighed, leaning against the window. "Seems like my boss was given a bad lead. So we were given permission to return home until further notice." He then looked at the familiar boy in the bed. "So…. You're the one who is dating my daughter, huh Troll?" He asked, his a raised eyebrow, but nevertheless, an unreadable facial expression. Toad looked as if he was going to faint. He breathed heavily, and nodded his head. "Well…while I personally wouldn't have picked you as a suitor for anyone of my girls, I know better then to control Daisy. But I should give you a fair warning…." Suddenly, Victor lashed out and grabbed Todd by the throat. "If you touch her in any way without her permission, or anything I wouldn't approve of, I will…."

"Daddy? Please don't hurt Todd…." The angry father turned to his daughter. When he turned, he was confronted with the dreaded "Puppy Dog Look" which all his daughters managed to prefect. Her eyes sparkled, her hands were cupped, and her bottom lip was quivering. "Please? Please don't kill my boyfriend. I like playing with him…"

'Damn it! Why did their mother ever teach that to them!' Victor growled into his head. He hesitantly released Toad from his grip, allowing him to get some air. "OK…. We'll talk more about this when we get home. It's getting late, and visiting hours will be ending soon." Daisy sighed, but nodded her head. She gave Toad a goodbye kiss on the cheek, and headed towards the door. But she stopped when she noticed that her father wasn't following her. "Daddy?"

"Go on, dear…Sasha and the others are waiting in the car." Victor said, pulling up a chair, and putting it right up against Todd's bed. "Me and your boyfriend need to have a little talk before visiting hours is over." Daisy and Todd looked at each other. "Don't worry, Daisy. I won't hurt him…unless he pisses me off."

"Daddy." Daisy sighed, frustrated.

"Fine…" Daisy smiled, and left her father and boyfriend alone. "OK…now that Daisy is gone, we need to talk about your relationship with her. She never had a boyfriend before now, and I know how hormonally driven teenagers are. So let me lay down a set of rules I expect you to follow…or else!" Todd gulped, and nodded. "Good…. 1 If you're doing drugs, and end up getting my little girl into it, you can consider yourself dead. 2 If you, or the rest of the Brotherhood gets any of our girls in trouble, you can consider your and my daughter's relationship over. 3 You will treat her with courtesy and respect. 4 You will treat the rest of my daughters with respect. 5 If you force my daughter to do anything she doesn't…… What the hell is so funny?" He stopped his list of rules when Toad began snickering uncontrollable.

"Yo…I doubt I'll EVER have the ability to make Daisy do anything she doesn't want to." Todd laughed, as Victor smirked. "Do you know how we even met?" When Sabertooth shook his head, Toad explained how he and Daisy met on Valentines.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!" After hearing the story, Victor began to laugh uncontrollable and rolled off his chair. "That's my girl! Large and in charge, just like her daddy!" He wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes, as he pulled himself off the ground. "But in all seriousness, just remember all those other rules, and we will be OK. You got that, Tolansky?" He finished, with his enlarged canines showing with a death glare. Bug-eyed, the terrified mutant nodded his head. "Good." And with that, Victor left the room, and slammed the door behind him.

'Fuck…this sucks…..' Todd thought miserably, as he laid his head down, and closed his eyes. 'I have the best of luck, don't I?' He thought sarcastically, as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

To Be Continued……..

Hey there everyone. Well, it's not my best work, but here it is. Simply put, Francis Becker has a rubber like body, like Luffy from One Piece. And Ronald Hartmann has the ability to turn into a stone, unstoppable wrecking machine. This, official, will be the last fluffy chapter. Now, I will start writing more interesting stuff, like doing more X-Men vs. Brotherhood stuff. And the method for healing Todd's legs will begin multiplying in numbers. Hope you like what I have now. But I think I should start writing on some other stories. Please leave reviews if you like or dislike anything about this chapter. Peace!