Primal Instinct.
Chapter Twenty One: World Mutant Federation: Smackdown - The Rogue Vs. Dr Jean Grey.
She had fantasied about this moment for years. She had felt guilty for it, sure, but at the back of her mind she had always wanted to put Dr Jean Grey into her rightful place. Rogue could remember the fantasies of this situation when she had been just a student here. She had always imagined in some way that she would stride right up to the uptight redhead and teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget. That wasn't all though, Logan - no James - would walk in and see her doing it. He would then realise just what he had missed all along, his feral instincts would finally get through to him that she was his mate not Jean, and he'd take her away after she had finished Jean off to make her his forever.
Whilst James would not be carrying her off into the sunset this time, she had him now, it did not make this moment any less enjoyable for her.
Rogue didn't hesitate to leap at her nemesis, a growl leaving her lips as her body collided with the older woman's. The second their bodies met, the bone claws slid back beneath the skin of Rogue's hands. At the same moment her body suddenly flickered into the identical image of Dr Jean Grey. Then Rogue was punching the redhead across the jaw, a dark sparkle of amusement in her eyes as she knew whilst they were fighting none of the males would know which one was Jean and which one was herself.
Jean, of course, did the usual catty bitch routine; hair pulling, scratching, screeching, hissing, flailing, and bitch-slapping. Rogue was far more rough and ready then that especially with James' tutelage when he had been known just as Logan. Mystique's ability was coming in handy for this fight, and with Xavier's telepathy in her arsenal as well she could easily disguise herself as the redheaded diva.
She gave Jean another punch to the jaw, the right side this time instead of the left to leave her a matching pair. With every second that the fight went on her feral instincts flared with more excitement, adrenaline, and the urge to destroy the threat that had dared to keep her from her mate grew.
With a lucky scratch down the mating mark James had given her, Rogue flinched which was enough for Jean to send the younger woman flying across the room and into the back wall with a hard thud using her telekinetic ability. Rogue growled in fustration, shaking her head as she tried to control the rage at having that bitch try to ruin James' mark on her. How dare she try to ruin their bond, even now!
"Lets see whats in that mind of yours, shall we?"
Rogue cooed in a scarily good impression of Jean's sickly sweet tone as she got up onto her feet. Within seconds she had found Charles Xavier's own corner of her mind, flipped the switch, and was pushing her way brutally into Jean's mind. It had to hurt, this Rogue knew, as Jean was suddenly sweating and gasping in pain.
By this point James and Victor were stalking rather close to the two women, sniffing the air as they tried to determine which one was their mate. Due to the fighting on the floor earlier both smelt of each other. The only way they figured out who was who was because of a certain unique attribute snuggled nice and warm inside its mother's womb.
A gasp left Rogue's lips just half a second before Victor wrapped his arms around her waist and yanked her back into his firm chest. At the same time James stepped out half infront of Rogue, his body tense as he waited to see if Jean would be a threat.
Of course Jean wasn't going to be the threat in this fight. Not with Rogue's mutation arsenal and the self confidence that came with the two strongest ferals and mutants as her mates. She didn't need to leave Victor's arms to give Jean a smack down she'd never forget.
"You twisted, shallow bitch!"
Rogue snarled, using Xavier's mutation of telepathy to batter down every shield Jean had to give her a migraine only giants would have been able to handle. The screaming from the redhead that ensued only had Rogue put on the pressure even harder.
She couldn't believe what Jean had done. Before she could give the redhead a piece of her mind a pressure on her neck caused her to pause. Victor had bitten his claiming mark on her neck. A shiver rolled through her body as he began licking it.
"No! Do-on't..."
Rogue tried to demand, but by the end of 'Don't' she couldn't help but moan. It really wasn't fair and she knew he knew it. She also knew he would know that he was in for a lot of trouble when she came out of the trance of bliss that this action always put her in. Within seconds her hold on Jean was gone and Rogue was limp in Victor's arms.
"Now Red, are you gonna tell me whats got my mate so upset?"
Victor growled. Whilst his body was protective and gentle with his mate in his arms, the look in his eyes and his facial expression told everyone that he was more then willing to cause Dr Jean Grey limitless amounts of pain to get her to talk. Jean rose to her feet with as much dignity as she could, smoothing out her shirt, whilst Victor sat down on one of the seats and held his mate against his powerful chest. Rogue's head tucked underneath his chin, and her hands fell to her lap as she sat curled up on Victor's lap as well as in his arms. Victor with one powerful kick of his foot had the bulky chair spun around to face the telepath once more just as James strolled over to stand beside Victor's chair.
"Now Vic-"
Xavier began, but a feral growl from Victor's lips had him shutting up very quickly. Jean, seeing no help from Charles Xavier, sent her gaze over to James. The second their eyes locked, James' body loosened ever so slightly just half a second before Rogue leapt out of Victor's arms and slammed right into Jean's chest. It was instinctive to her to know the exact moment there was a threat to her mate and their relationship. That, and anything Jean always had her on edge. Her eyes still held that satisfied glaze but beneath it was a spark of pure fury, and with a set of adamantium coated bone claws sliding out from beneath her skin it showed in her body as well.
Right then the only thing Rogue wanted to do was rip Jean's throat out. She slammed her claws through Jean's shirt, narrowly missing the soft flesh of her breasts and arms as she did so. Rogue bared her teeth and in a swift movement she went to sink her teeth right into the jugular. Just as her teeth touched the vunerable flesh of Jean's quivering throat a hard yank tugged her away from the poisonous redhead and spun her around to face the one manhandling her.
It was Logan. 'No, James' Rogue thought, her eyes hard and full of anger at the sight of the dark haired feral. All signs of being in a blissfully sated trance were gone.
"NO! You will not stop me! I hate you! I hate that you fucked her in your tent right next to mine, and I hate that you kissed her in the Medical Bay! Oh yeah, I saw you, right when you all claim the Phoenix broke out as if she is a god damn alter ego! She was a poisonous, two faced, shallow bitch before she drowned and after! The Phoenix never broke out. The Phoenix was Jean all along. The only thing that broke was the locks and chains that held back half of the power of her mutation from her reach. She just got all of her jacked up power with no restraints. Thats it! You fucking touched her, and I have to live the rest of my probably immortal life knowing your body touched hers, that you eye-fucked her whenever she was around, and I may as well have not existed when Saint Jean flaunted that flat ass of hers! NO! She dies here and now. I'll make sure she dies. I'll rip every organ out of that toxic body and shred them all to little pieces. At least dead she'll be doing the first good thing she's ever done in her life."
Rogue snarled, eyes filled with fire and hate as the mutations within her began to flicker on and off, rising with power from her passion. Before James had a chance to react Victor stepped out infront of him, forcing Rogue's gaze to meet his own. Her resolve flickered briefly as her feral instincts registered the fact he was the dominant Alpha, and would be her superior if she wasn't his mate.
"Did you touch her too?!"
She snapped, despite the warning bells ringing in her mind. Victor's piercing gaze left her to look at the shaken yet poised redhead behind his mate before his gaze travelled back to Rogue's eyes.
"The Ice Bitch? Nah. Dried up, disease ridden frails aren't my type."
He rumbled with a shrug, causing Rogue's body to relax a small margin.
"Now, ya are gonna come over here and sit down. All this fighting is not good for ya in your condition."
Victor ordered, a firm look in his eyes as he held her gaze. His look alone would make everyone want to submit and do whatever he wanted. Rogue was not immune but her desire to take the life from Jean's body was strong. So strong that she was wavering over whether to submit or attack Jean once more.
Before Rogue could make a decision James strode past his older brother towards Rogue.
"An- Rogue, I didn't fuck her. Mystique came into my tent that night."
James told her, his attractive blue eyes telling her he was being honest. With a frown Rogue reached out within her mind for Mystique's memories. Within moments she found the night he was talking about. She felt as if she was Mystique in the situation. What she saw didn't surprise her. At least it didn't until it got to the end. Mystique transformed to Rogue, her last transformation, before Logan kicked her out. The look in his eyes...
Why did he stop Mystique after she had transformed into Rogue?
Rogue had to know.
"Why did you stop when she turned into me?"
She asked, the vulnerability in her voice and eyes clear to see to only the two ferals.
"The others would have been fun to fuck. Red, she's an up-tight society chick that every man's man thinks of fucking just for the hell of it. She'd probably be a half decent fuck. Storm too. You... I stopped 'cos having just one night with you is not what a woman like you are for. I knew even then that you needed to be taken care of - just didn't know how much."
A sniffle came from Rogue. She never thought her Logan, well James, could say something so sweet. The sight of him stood there looking almost sheepish and earnest with his hands in the pockets of his jeans that were very snug against his muscular frame. A growl snapped her out of her brief lustful thoughts, causing a blush to rise on her cheeks as she did her best to hold back the tears that so desperately wanted to roll down her cheeks.
"She's been twisting your mind. She wanted you since the first time she saw you. She knew we were close even though we'd barely been in each other's company for an hour or so. I think she even knew from the start your feral side, then, wanted me for your own. Didn't you ever wonder why after we arrived at the mansion your sole focus that used to be on me, for the most part spread over to her? She transferred your feelings for me by putting various scenes... memories... dreams... into your mind, replacing any of me you may have had. It worked in the beginning but after you saved my life on Liberty Island her grip on you seemed to be diminishing. She needed all her powers unlocked so she could gain you back under her thumb."
Rogue told them, her voice carefully emotionless as she watched both her two ferals and Charles Xavier as she told them the truth.
"The thing with Stryker? She set it all up. She knew there were only two ways she'd break the barriers; force Charles' hand until he had to take down the barriers so she could 'defend' mutants properly or break through them herself through a very... life or death event. She needed the desperation, the will, that last flush of strength you got in that situation to do it - and it couldn't be faked. Things went exactly as she wanted them to. Well, apart from Charles inhabiting his brother's body or the whole Alcatraz thing."
A deadly silence filled the office. It wasn't long before they realised Dr Jean Grey was gone.
Author's Note: So I am so sorry about how late this is. I had the beginning done, but the ending was being annoying. I had to redo it various times. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and its worth the wait. Once again, I am sorry about not responding to the reviews in this chapter but I promise I will do it for the next chapter. Its late at night and I'm worried about a family member in the hospital, so I apologise for it. I do love the reviews though, and I get warm fuzzies reading each one.