Chapter Eight: Creed's Greed

Okaayyy so I'm back with another chap that is going to reveal a lot about my future plans for the fic. Most of the facts've been taken from Marvels and some of them are my imagination. I'm playing with various characters and stories to make things really interesting from here on so get ready peeps...

Kosongbird- No. He's not Victor's son but his father's also a big part of the story and I'll reveal their relation in further chapters soon. Just a little wait ;-}

Guest- Glad you love them lol.

No more yapping, just enjoy...

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"Gawddd, my feet are killing me!" Aks groaned loudly as the feral couple entered their room. The first thing she did with her entry was to lose her ballet flat shoes and kick them aside. Creed smirked at her little whine.

"Don't know how some pregnant chicks keep walking around all day." she took off her earrings with another annoyed growl, looking at herself in the mirror. She was too busy with her yapping to notice 'the look' Victor was giving her in the mirror from behind.

She had no idea. She had no idea how breath-taking she was looking today. Her perfect round bulge was looking gorgeous in that bright blue dress. He doesn't know about other men but his Aks in her rounded glory was a regular turn on for him. Her pregnancy glow was a thousand times better than any shitty make up in the world. Maybe that's why, every man gave her a once-over at the party (behind his back, of course) and Creed wanted to gut each and every single one of them for that. She is his, assholes! His to be looked at, his to be taken care of and only and only his to be fuc...No, mated with.

And it's been a full damned month since they went at it. Even after McCoy's clear assurance that feral pregnancies were not affected by sexual activities at the final month because due to male ferals' unquenchable urge for sex, female ferals' healing factors made their uteruses and cervical canals thicker and stronger than human females' so it wouldn't get affected by labor inducing seminal fluids and bacterias but still, Victor wasn't ready to take any risk so he decided to avoid any kind of penetrative sex between them both until the delivery. But of course, penetration isn't the only way to have fun right?

"Uhm, Victor...what are you doing?" Aks asked, feigning ignorance as she found Victor burying his nose into her hair. He just loved that sweet, fruity smell.

"What the hell does it look like, Snowcat?" His seductive growl weakened her already tired knee even more. Snowcat, huh? Now every part of her body knew what he wanted.

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"Oh c'mon Vic, we destroyed alotta sleeps last time when we were here." she laughed softly as Victor spun the stool around.

"So what? We're Mates." smirking, Victor sat on his knees and tucked a long black lock behind her ear before laying a sensual kiss on the soft, naked flesh of his mark. Wild roses filled the air. "What else are we supposed to be doin' when we're alone?"

He's right.

"Mmmm, someone's getting very romantic tonight.." Aks enjoyed his distracting ministrations on her neck.

Victor pulled off slowly, his eyes darkened with lust. "Romantic my ass, It's just my way of saying- Go, get on the bed and spread yer legs for me."

Once again, Aks blushed furiously at his shameless bluntness. Sometimes she really wondered if he'd been this crude with every woman in the past or she was the only one to have this 'privilege'.

She seductively did as he' commanded' and waited for him on the bed. Victor shot up and quickly got out of his blazer and shirt. Aks's lustful eyes raked over his well-defined bulk.

"Like what ya see?" Victor smirked as he moved over her. His lips picked up where they left off and travelled their way along her jaw to her lips and caught them with his in a hot, passionate kiss. Aks traced her tongue over Victor's fangs, pulling a low rumble out of his chest. She moaned against the warm feel and stroked the back of Victor's head. His index claw hooked into the neckline of her dress and ripped it off.

"There goes my seventy-sixth dress." Aks chuckled against his lips.

"Just shut up and enjoy woman..." Victor growled softly into her ear and waved his careful fingertips over her rounded tummy. "Sexy..."

Aks laughed loudly this time. "Really, Vic? You're calling your last month pregnant Mate sexy?"

"Hey! I can't help it if you've become sexier to me these days. In fact, I'd really keep you bare ass pregnant every day in our bed if that was possible." Creed licked his way down with the line and sliced off her bra. The biggest advantage of her gestation was her now bigger and fuller breasts in his eyes. Aks moaned softly as Victor took an over-sensitive, brown bud into his mouth. Victor loved to hear her moans. Maybe because they were always for him and by him. They made him...want her even more.

"Mmmm..love that sound, Snowcat, do it again." Victor demanded, switching to other breast and pushing his hand down into her panties. His hot touch on the sensitive bundle of her nerves was enough to make her moan louder this time. One of her hands combed through his hair while the other snaked down and massaged his hardened shaft through his pants. Victor growled softly against her breast.

"Gawd baby, you-"

*Knock knock*

A sudden knock at the feral couple's door interrupted their little program. It was one of the biggest reasons why Victor hated this place so much. There wasn't one fucking percent of privacy here.

Victor tried to ignore it and came back down on her. He caught her plump bottom lip between his teeth and grazed it lightly.

*Knock knock*

"It's James, Victor..." Aks said, panting.

"I know!" Creed snarled. "But I don't care." he neglected the bangs again and rubbed her moistened folds harder, making Aks throw her head back and whimper loudly.

But still, ignoring her bouncing 'hornymones', Aks grabbed the back of Victor's neck and pulled him off to meet his darkened glare. "B-But it could be urgent.." Aks insisted.

"Yeah, it's veryyy urgent." Logan's smirking voice came in through the door, making Aks chuckle softly.

"Just shut up, runt!" Victor snarled and glared back at his giggling Mate. "Ya got fifteen minute nap until I come back 'coz ya ain't gettin' any sleep after that."

"Oh yeah? think you can go that long just with that tongue of yours?" she teased.

"Hey, I can make ya cum nonstop till next week just with this fuckin' tongue of mine so you better not challenge me about it, little girl." Victor bared his trademark canined grin with a low growl before nipping her chin softly.

"Yer comin' or not?" Logan growled through the door.

"Just keep your fuckin' loudspeakers down, runt!" Victor growled back as he got off her Mate and picked up his shirt from the floor.

"Now you have just fourteen minutes."

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Logan scrunched up his nose as Victor came out, doing up his buttons.

"What?" Victor cocked a brow.

"Nothing." Logan muttered. "It's her last month so I thought maybe you guys were...uh...you know..." Logan hesitated a little.

"We are." Victor gave a simple shrug. "But that ain't the only way to have fun in the world." he grinned.

"Yer impossible, Victor."

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"So what is it, Chuck? And it better be really important." Victor let out a frustrated growl. He was clearly offended by this midnight interruption in his quality time with his Mate.

"It is, Victor otherwise we would never intervene in your peaceful moments with your 'Mate'."

"Just be quick, Chuck." Creed snarled.

"Okay." Xavier sighed. "It's about a recent call related to you from Nichols Fury."

"Seems like Fury's accidentally or...deliberately deleted my name from contact list, maybe that's why I'm receivin' my damn calls from him on the mansion's landline." the newest member of their secret meeting, Bobby Drake chuckled at Creed's snarling words until professor and Victor, both raised their eyebrows at him.

"Somethin' funny, Ice cube?"

"N-No." he stammered.

"Cool and keep it that way." Now Logan had to chuckle on that one.

"Let us come back to the point, Victor, there was a serious reason behind this urgent call at the mansion."

"And what is it?"

Professor released a deep breath. "The reason is a number of important files."

"Files?" Victor's eyebrows drew close.

"Yes. The files SHIELD's discovered during their last raid on an underground research lab in Palermo, Italy." Hank interrupted. "You were right, Victor. SHIELD's forensic experts have finally found some very tenuous traces of an unique alloy made of Adamantium and...the ancient Japanese iron of Muramasa Sword from the wounds on the dead bodies. shockingly enough, the pattern of penetration resembles Logan's claws and possibly, the feral killer's claws have been coated with the alloy in a lab."

"Told ya." Victor said with 'Mister-Creed-Is-Always-Right' attitude.

"Well SHIELD still doesn't have an exact information about how they obtained the ancient katana from Mystique or where she is now but their quest for the makers of the alloy took them to Africa, the land where a giant mass of Adamantium crash-landed as a meteor years ago."

Logan's eyes furrowed. "Is that the place they-"

"Yes, Logan. The adamantium you have on your bones was achieved from Africa only. The mine workers who'd been digging in the search of the remaining adamantium for years, told the SHIELD agents that a group of Italian scientists paid them for it and once they found it, they took it back to their country. When the Fury's men reached there, they found out that the lab was using the alloy in their experiments on one of the ancient feral kinds, Lupines also known as Werewolves." Hank explained it in the simple and clear words.

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"Hold on a sec," Logan's eyes turned into tea cups. "W-Werewolves are...ferals..? And...they're real...?!" Logan and Bobby looked totally flabbergasted by this newest piece of information.

"Of course they are, Logan." Hank stated firmly. "They're one of the oldest feral breeds. According to many forgotten legends, they are descendents of the great warrior and founder of the city of Rome, Romulus."

"Whoa, R-Romulus?!" Bobby exclaimed. "You mean one of twin demi-gods who were suckled by a she-wolf in childhood and then established the roman civilization?"

"Yes, Bobby. We're talking about that Romulus only. He's been presented as a mortal in the human history but he was a pure-blooded, class five, Lupine feral, just like Victor and Logan. his offsprings were the next step of feral evolution, with the ability of shifting themselves into wolves. His kind prospered for centuries under his reign until it was completely wiped out by an unknown force within just one night. Then humans took over Rome and erased all the historical evidences of Lupine origin on the ground forever and turned them into a bunch of ridiculously mythical creatures."

"But they aren't completely extinct, yet." Victor added. "I'd met some of them a long time ago. Due to mating with low class ferals till centuries, their remaining pedigree isn't as strong as it once was."

"Perhaps that's the reason why the lab was experimenting on them, to make their kind as powerful as their ancestors were in the past and before any other feral force could stand against them, they're killing the highest level of them all already."

Creed turned to professor. "But Chuck, how is it connected to me?"

Xavier raised his experienced eyes and prepared himself to answer the most difficult question of the night. "Victor, the lab had been emptied before SHIELD could capture the men who were running it and among the data of all the experiments and specimen from the files and computers of the lab, Agent Romanoff and her team has achieved a large number of paperwork that reveals that those scientists had been keeping an eye on your expectant Mate for the past two months."

This one hit Victor like a damn truck. Victor and Logan, both were left completely dumbfounded by this new bombshell from SHIELD.

"W-What?"

"Yes, Victor. From her birthplace to the hospital she was going to for her monthly check-ups, they had every piece of information related to Ms. Sharma and her daily life and if I am not wrong, maybe they are after your unborn child." Xavier sighed.

Logan unsuccessfully tried to wipe the stunned expression off his face. "B-But what the hell do they want from Creed's Cub?! Last time it was Magneto and now this fuckin' werewolf loving lab? Can't they see It's a feline, not a goddamn werewolf?!"

"I'm sorry Logan, but that's something we're still trying to find out."

"Just...tell me their names, Charles!" a heavy viciousness in that furious hiss. Victor was working very hard to keep the animal sane. "And I swear, nobody will ever find their fuckin' bones in any corner of this fuckin' world!" His claws suddenly prodded out to their full length as his roar shook the entire office.

"Please, calm down Victor, don't forget Akriti could hear us even from the ground floor." Victor calmed down a bit as the professor reminded him of his Mate's heightened senses that never slept.

"The mastermind of them, I still need to know that asshole's name." Victor hissed through locked jaw. "I've once let a crazy old man put my pack's lives in the danger but not again! My claws will show that fucker what happens to the fuckers who try to get their fuckin' hands on what belongs to Victor Sabertooth Creed!"

"You know his name already." Xavier could read a deep wrinkle of infuriated confusion on Victor's forehead. "It's Dr. Nathaniel Essex, also known as Mister Sinister."

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Bobby showed the feral brothers a couple of images of the same man but in two different avatars as Professor finished his sentence.

"Mister Sinister, a scientific genius, with expertise in the fields of biology, genetics, cloning, physics, and engineering. Besides this, a master Manipulator. Born as a human Nathaniel Essex in Victorian London. He became a biologist in 1848 and has been involved in many illegal and secret experimentations around the world since. He even sacrificed his own unborn child for his demented devotion to find the new heights of the mutation that led him to the painful deaths of his son and wife. It drove him insane and that was when he decided to accept the sinister side of him forever and transformed himself into Mister Sinister.

He put his own body through various tests to achieve the superhuman strength, regenerative healing factor, prolonged longevity and high level manipulation and now, he seems greatly interested in saving a dying feral breed." Hank described everything about the name Victor had demanded for.

The names and the pictures, everything was a complete shock for Creed. a tidal surge of some very old memories washed over his brain. On the other hand, they began twitch some sleeping memories in Logan's brain too. Both brothers looked at each other with pure shock and confusion.

"What happened, Logan?" Xavier tried to read Logan's face. "Why are you looking at Victor like this?"

Totally confused, Logan shook his head. "As y'all know my memories are an imitation of Victor's, I remember this name, Essex, from one of them."

"And I remember both of these names." Victor revealed. "But from two different times of my life."

"Oh I see," professor curiously interlaced his fingers on the table and leaned forward. "Well I would like to hear Logan's memories first."

"Victor and I were once captured by the men of a circus. The owner kept Victor for the show and sold me to another man who took me to a strange lab-like shithole with a big board of Essex Corp. Outside."

"With the help of two other captured siblings, Saul and Clara, I escaped the circus and reached the facility. There was a strange, gypsy looking woman who helped me save Jimmy from the damn needles of that Essex asshole." Victor completed the other half of the reminiscence.

"And what about the other identity of Nathaniel Essex, Victor? You said you remembered him from some other time of your life."

"I don't remember anything exactly. They're just fragments of some blurred images but I remember this name, Mister Sinister, from the time when I was held captive in an underground lab and my skeleton had been covered with that Adamantium shit." the revelation broadened the eyes of every man present in the office at the moment except Xavier.

Creed also had adamantiumed bones?

"I know why you don't remember anything exactly." professor said with a brief smile. "Sinister had hired Psi-Borg to manipulate your mind everyday so you could be kept under control."

"Psi-Borg?" Logan raised an eyebrow. "The crazy bastard who was working for Magneto?"

"Yes." Xavier turned to Victor again. "He was hired by Sinister to manipulate your brain to submission. They wanted to transform you into a perfect soldier slave, just like Logan in Weapon X program but before they could succeed, our team attacked their laboratory-"

"And I got a chance to escape." Creed finished the sentence.

"I remember that mission." McCoy smiled. "Our brave leader Scott destroyed their lab completely, causing Sinister and Psi-Borg to have to slip away like cowards."

"But now he's back again as a manipulator himself." Victor hissed. "And this time, he has what Magneto wanted to create. A goddamn feral army."

"But the question is, who's funding his project?" Logan asked with a deep frown. "The man who owns the project, automatically owns everything Sinister has been making right?"

"Jimmy's question has a point." Victor agreed. "The man who's spendin' his damn bills on Sinister's fuckin' tests is the real owner of the army and whoever he is, I'm gonna find him and rip his fuckin' gut out!"

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Before you guys point your darned guns at me, claiming I'm messing up history here, let me tell you something first- Romulus is an actual character of Marvel and his storyline is inspired by the great Roman warrior and the found of Rome. So here I'm playing Marvels's Romulus okay? And one more thing, the guy with Logan like claws in my profile picture is Romulus.

Feel free to ask any question about the story in your reviews peeps, I love to answer them :-}