This one's from Victor's POV good luck to me (
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I don't remember too well what the hell happened that day almost a month ago. All I remember is looking into Ororo's eyes, gawd what beautiful blue eyes, whispering, 'you owe me a scream' as I run my claw over her soft cheek. That jerk Wolverine, was that it?, did something and then it all goes black.
Maybe I've had way too many bolts of lightning to the head, who knows? Then the next thing I know I wake up on the ocean next to the annoying green Toad. I didn't pay attention to whether or not he was alive, my mind was reeling for Ororo. Blood was in my mouth and probably in my hair but I didn't pay a flying rat's ass to it.
Mystique must've showed up then because a pin prick later I was unconscious again. I didn't smell her, hell I couldn't have if I wanted to. My nose was too full of salty water and sand to be able to smell anything.
When I awoke out of that, I was back at the hideout. I've blacked out way too many times. When I did get out of my room, Mystique informed me that screwball, Magneto, was locked away in a plastic prison. I laughed so hard. He got what he deserved if ya ask me.
I left then. Wasn't gonna take any of their shit anymore. I was hired, stole the pay, I didn't need to stick around any longer. Didn't know where I was going to go. I didn't get the most unnoticeable mutation out of the lot now did I?
I think it was the first night after I came around that the dream started up. This was a hot sex dream. Nearly leaked all over my stupid apartment bed 'cause of it. Thought it'd go away after the first night. Hell no. Next night I had to burn the sheets and leave before they found it.
I know who's in the dream. I know who I'm screwing every night in those dreams. I wonder if she has those dreams. I wonder if she ever realizes it's me.
That's why I'm here. That's why I'm standing outside this gawd forsaken place. Outside in this blizzard. I can't talk myself into going back to the shack or even to a bar. No, I have to see the white haired weather witch.
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I don't remember too well what the hell happened that day almost a month ago. All I remember is looking into Ororo's eyes, gawd what beautiful blue eyes, whispering, 'you owe me a scream' as I run my claw over her soft cheek. That jerk Wolverine, was that it?, did something and then it all goes black.
Maybe I've had way too many bolts of lightning to the head, who knows? Then the next thing I know I wake up on the ocean next to the annoying green Toad. I didn't pay attention to whether or not he was alive, my mind was reeling for Ororo. Blood was in my mouth and probably in my hair but I didn't pay a flying rat's ass to it.
Mystique must've showed up then because a pin prick later I was unconscious again. I didn't smell her, hell I couldn't have if I wanted to. My nose was too full of salty water and sand to be able to smell anything.
When I awoke out of that, I was back at the hideout. I've blacked out way too many times. When I did get out of my room, Mystique informed me that screwball, Magneto, was locked away in a plastic prison. I laughed so hard. He got what he deserved if ya ask me.
I left then. Wasn't gonna take any of their shit anymore. I was hired, stole the pay, I didn't need to stick around any longer. Didn't know where I was going to go. I didn't get the most unnoticeable mutation out of the lot now did I?
I think it was the first night after I came around that the dream started up. This was a hot sex dream. Nearly leaked all over my stupid apartment bed 'cause of it. Thought it'd go away after the first night. Hell no. Next night I had to burn the sheets and leave before they found it.
I know who's in the dream. I know who I'm screwing every night in those dreams. I wonder if she has those dreams. I wonder if she ever realizes it's me.
That's why I'm here. That's why I'm standing outside this gawd forsaken place. Outside in this blizzard. I can't talk myself into going back to the shack or even to a bar. No, I have to see the white haired weather witch.