STARTING OVER 3

NOTE: one more, this is the longest one yet, a look in the mind of our sexy best and my own tweak of the events in the Liberty Statue. I should clarified this in the first chapter, sorry, rookie mistake, but italic is inter thought and bold italic is the inner thought of the animal inside our ferals.

VICTOR

He was driving North, longing to be in his own house, the cabin was always a special place for him, one of his oldest houses. Only the apartment in New York was older. But he didn´t want to go near that place for a while now, not with all the runt´s things still there. No, he needs the cabin, he could go wild there, and this time he thinks he´ll stay that way for a long time. He was driving close to that place, he didn´t want to go there, but at the same time couldn´t resist. Since when do I need closer¿ Frail bullshit! Even so he was there anyway. And then the smell hit him like a sledgehammer. It couldn´t be!

He come back sooner that he hopes, still having trouble with some loose ends, trying to get her business in the right side of the law and get Creed Enterprises working again. But he heard that Jimmy had some trouble with that bastard Striker and couldn´t stay away, incapable of stop the hope that his brother was starting to remember things. He came too late and the word in the streets were that Jimmy have killed the bastard and was on rampage after everyone related to Striker´s projects, because of some frail. Oh, and how typic of him, his little brother was always morning a frail or another. He thought about making a visit, pushing some old buttons, having some fun even if the runt doesn´t remember him.

That last until he finds out who was the frail Jimmy was morning. He shredded the low life who told him in pieces, growling in despair. He killed everyone in that dammed bar, his bloodlust totally out of control. The beast inside him, mad with rage and grief, wanting to go on rampage, to kill anyone responsible for her death. Rogue. He knew she was special since the first time he smelled her. She smells like a seven-course banquet straight from heaven, the sweetest thing he ever smelled. (MINE) His beast screaming at him, the cat just wanting to grab her and run until nobody could find them. If Jimmy was not there, he would break contract and old Mags would have to work his own dammed machine.

Even when the beast was raging because the runt saw her first and was taking her away, a large part of him don´t want to take her to Buckethead. He wanted her safe. And this confused him so much that made him thrown off his fight with the X-Geeks. For fuck sake, he let the telepath into his head, taking control over him (like I don´t have a ton of defenses against mind buggers). He should know that those people don't have what it takes to keep the girl safe. Incapable of letting some useless frails to die to get the girl.

Having her in Magneto´s lair was pure torture! Her sweet sweet smell driving him crazy. His mind filled with ways to get pass her deadly skin and have his kind of fun with her, her soft, frail body under his. The number of emotions changing her smell were almost overwhelming. Delicious fear but also a lot of sadness and resignation and that did annoy him. And made him confused again. To distract himself of the torture that was having her so close, he even tried to talk with the girl. Maybe was only the situation, and the though that she probably would be dead soon, but the girl actually talk to him. She was not the innocent kid that she looked, her months in the road, plus her mutation made her mind way older than her looks. Hearing about a few close calls, and worse those that only her mutation saved her for some nasty things made his instincts scream. But was hearing about how her mutation really works that put a pause in his plans. She didn´t only get the powers, she told him, she gets everything, life, mind, memories, and they stay inside her, forever. And that was a scary thought, having her knowing everything about him, having him cage in her mind, this poor frail having his nightmares. That made him pause in his desire to touch her.

When Mags came to do some grand speech about the cause and sacrifice, the girl called him up in his bushtit, he has to keep from laughing at her repartee with Buckle Head, and he will treasure the memories of her spitting in his face until the end of his long life. Old Mags was furious, but it was like the girl said, what could he do, he need the girl for his machine, Mags was powerless against her. Of course, the old bastard notice his amusement and he was punished by having to be the one to put her in the machine, her smell driving him crazy, making his cook throb. It was complete agony, her fear making her smell even more delicious. Maybe that was the reason for doing what he did, he was worried now that he knows how her powers really work, but he discovery that he could not just let her die either. She was trembling in that machine when he got really close to her, grinding his body against hers, and then he kissed her, hard with too much teeth, his tong invading her mouth, tasting her, her powers draining him (And the way they pulled everything was so exciting). He let her go feeling lightheaded and she looked confused but a little excited too, he could smell it, and he stammered the door of the machine before her arousal made him take her right there.

The problem was, there was something about her. When she cried for help a part of him want to go and rip her out of there. She was HIS, not Magneto´s and not Jimmy´s! His! He was almost happy to be so drained when her friends come to the rescue, he barely tried, let them take him down easy. And then he was falling one hundred feet through a boat, to the bottom of the river and his eyes never left her, trapped in that machine. He had to wait until his brother took off to start to stalk the school. It took him three days to see her, walking alone, smelling sweet but sad. Poor girl now has his mind inside her, and old Mags, and Jimmy, that must be hard, but he knows that she is strong, way stronger that those losers in this school could see. He has to get away before his control split and he just grab her and start to run. But he knows he would come back, she was HIS, he made that decision and nothing, certainly not his runt of a brother was going to keep him away from what was his.

He was still trying to get his life back in the tracks, cleaning up, and caging his beast, when he heard about Strikers attack. He took his time before going there because he was not ready yet. He didn´t know what seeing her again would do to him, and this would probably cause him and Jimmy to have another brotherly disagreement, and that would not go well now with his plans. And now hearing about her death, all his careful plans for nothing, he couldn't control himself. He almost went to Jimmy, they could do really damage when going on rampage together. But since the first place he wanted to destroy was that fucking school, he didn't think that would go well with the runt. And strangely he didn't want to fight his brother right now, who probably was hurting almost as much as himself. He knows that he has to get away before he loses. So, he was going to his Cabin where he could go wild and let the beast out of the cage again. But he couldn't leave without passing by that lake. At least once, pretending that he wasn't trying to see if any linger of her smell was still there.

But now he could smell her! He couldn't never forget that special smell that was so her. And it was not old, she was there, alive somehow, and really close. The cat wanting to hunt that smell immediately and for once he was in complete agreement. He stops the car, gave a good sniff and found her trail. She was alive, the feeling of happiness, something so rare in his long life, was almost throwing him out of his game. But nothing would stop him to find her now. He got her scent and this was the most important hunt of his life.

The first sight of her, made him stop, she looks lost and confused, wet and cold. Then she sniffs the air in a familiar way that made him even harder. He could feel a feral in her and his beast was screaming out of control. And when she run, it snaps immediately, he running in pursuit after her. She was so close, he let her think she could escape him, just to jump at her in the right time. The feel of her soft body under him after that chase almost destroyed ever once of control he had, the animal screaming in head (Claim her! Now! Here! NOW!). But he still could muster strength enough to cage him (For now at least). He wanted her for so long, he was not letting the animal destroy this, he was going to take his time with her. He feels her stop struggling beneath him and when she heard his voice, she looks straight into his eyes and what he saw there stop him completely.