Creed roared as he fought. He had taken out Rogue's Hunters by the score. Sabretooth had volunteered to hold the line here as the X-Men retreated. There were ten thousand Hunters, and one Sabretooth. He grinned his feral grin. They didnt stand a chance.
He fought until they withdrew suddenly. he drew himself up and cast about with his senses and caught a familiar scent.
"Always in the wrong place at the wrong time, eh bub?"
Creed turned and faced the voice from his past, not surprised to see Rogue, the Wolverine, walking towards him.
With a grin, he charged.
It would end here.
* * *
The Wolverine walked away from the shredded mess that had been Creed, the Sabretooth, and sighed. No more rebels now that Sabretooth was dead. He had been the last of them. She lifted her head and looked up at the stars seein a grizzled old face from years before.
"I did it Logan. I beat them all, all of the ones who kept fighting against your dream. Now you can rest in peace."
She walked on into the darkness.
Somewhere in the heavens, a soul screamed at his legacy perverted into a nightmare by a girl who had once been an angel.
* * *
Creed's body had been there for a day before the man got there. He saw the remains and sank down on his knees and wept. He had always disdained his father's cause and called him a freek and a loser. he had even cheered as The Wolverine brought them down one by one, in her quest for world order.
Now he looke upon his father's body and felt his heart wrenched and a cry well up from within him. he threw back his head and roared to the heavens.
"You have not died in vain, father! The Revolution Lives! I swear it."
He fought until they withdrew suddenly. he drew himself up and cast about with his senses and caught a familiar scent.
"Always in the wrong place at the wrong time, eh bub?"
Creed turned and faced the voice from his past, not surprised to see Rogue, the Wolverine, walking towards him.
With a grin, he charged.
It would end here.
* * *
The Wolverine walked away from the shredded mess that had been Creed, the Sabretooth, and sighed. No more rebels now that Sabretooth was dead. He had been the last of them. She lifted her head and looked up at the stars seein a grizzled old face from years before.
"I did it Logan. I beat them all, all of the ones who kept fighting against your dream. Now you can rest in peace."
She walked on into the darkness.
Somewhere in the heavens, a soul screamed at his legacy perverted into a nightmare by a girl who had once been an angel.
* * *
Creed's body had been there for a day before the man got there. He saw the remains and sank down on his knees and wept. He had always disdained his father's cause and called him a freek and a loser. he had even cheered as The Wolverine brought them down one by one, in her quest for world order.
Now he looke upon his father's body and felt his heart wrenched and a cry well up from within him. he threw back his head and roared to the heavens.
"You have not died in vain, father! The Revolution Lives! I swear it."