I own nothing and only wish I did the OC is mine and you must ask permission to use her so please r&r. My muse is a psychopath. So Victor was now ready to come out and tell her the whole story. This should make for an interesting conversation. Kendra could practically see the hatred, and another emotion she couldn't identify, coming off of him. He looked menacing and she thought that was extremely amusing seeing as how she could break him in two without even a thought. "So, Victor, what is it you've come to tell me? Let me see, hmmm, I'm a mutant, or wait is it that my father and mother were powerful mutants?" Kendra asked with heavy sarcasm. Victor looked slightly astonished at the fact she knew he existed much less the story he had been about to tell her. Suddenly a pain shot through her and she hit her knees screaming and holding her head. Victor ran over and picked her up to move her to a mat. Suddenly the wall blew up and a tall man with a red eye visor stood there flanked by two women, one black with white hair and one white with red hair. "Sabertooth, let her go!" The man yelled at Victor. The pain shot through her again and right before she passed out she saw the most gorgeous thing in the world, an ANGEL.