Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men movie characters.
Title: Unforgivable Sinners
By: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Note: This fanfiction occurs entirely in the X-Men movie-verse . 'nuff said !
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First of all, thank you so much for those who reviewed the first 3 chapters of the story !
White Hart, Capt. O'Hagan, Camille, Hell Jumper
It's GREAT to know that you like what's going on in the story so far ! Most readers aren't really into Yuriko nor Stryker, so it's wonderful whenever I receive reviews for this fic ! THANKS AGAIN
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CHAPTER IV: Both pasts forgotten
She was expecting him to make a move. Or say something that would trigger any remnants of the slave chemical that still lingered in her system.
But the monster just laid there looking at her. He slowly blinked once, and then blinked the second time, as if he couldn't understand what he was seeing. She saw nothing in his eyes. He seemed like a blank piece of slate. Still, she held her claw close to his neck just in case.
Then his lips started to move.
"You..... I...know you....." He muttered. He paused for a while and continued to look at Yuriko. His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes stared at her. "You...."
He squeezed his eyes shut, as if he was confused with something he couldn't remember.
Then he looked at her again. This time, his eyes traveled down to the sharp adamantium claws that were ready to strike if needed. He swallowed and once again focused on her face.
"Are you....going to kill me?". He whispered in a scared tone as he slowly moved his neck further away from the tip of her claws.
Yuriko's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she questioned Stryker's disturbing passiveness. She couldn't understand why he would ask such a question. It just didn't seem like him. Something about his behavior disturbed her, and she didn't like it one bit. She would never let him manipulate her again.
Her eyes were suddenly filled with fury as her unarmed hand grabbed Stryker's shirt by the chest, jerking him towards her.
"If the need would arise, I WILL kill you!!! I WILL kill you without any second thoughts and you're lucky if I don't make you suffer before I do!"
Stryker winced in pain as Yuriko tugged him towards her. The mixed painful sensations all over his body already inhibited him from moving, nor thinking straight. And the force of her pull just tripled the pain he was feeling on his torso. With all his energy, he gripped her wrist tightly in an effort to loosen her hold on his shirt. But he just felt her pull on him harder, causing his head to jerk back from the force.
"Let me go!" He shouted through gritted teeth. His eyes closed shut from the pain around his neck. He could feel his chest heaving up and down as he fought the tightness there. It seemed as if Eric had bound him too tightly against the slab of concrete that was supposed to be his vertical coffin.
"Let you go?!!!" She tugged harder at his shirt. Her fiery eyes stared deeper into his. "How dare you beg for freedom after what you've done to me?!!! For years I've seen nothing but death. You kept me in my little cage as your prized possession. You treated me as nothing but a mere object of your work." She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes as she looked at the man who had made her into Lady Deathstrike.
"For Years and years I have suffered under you. And you gave me neither a second of relief nor a moment's peace. You couldn't even give me death even when you knew I wanted to escape from my life. And now...NOW you ask for freedom?! Who are you to ask such from me?!!"
Stryker, with his mouth half open, just looked at her.
"I --- I don't even know what you're talking about!!!" He asked as his eyebrows furrowed. His lips slightly shook with fear at the sight of the enraged young woman. "I --- I don't know --- anything!!!"
"What do you mean you don't know?!!!" Yuriko, angrier than before, shoved Stryker back on the snowy ground. The impact of her fist on his chest caused him to gasp in pain.
"You know what I'm talking about!!! You know very well, William!!! Don't play innocent with me! I've had enough of your games! And I've had enough of you!" She leaned closer to him and pressed the tip of her claw on his neck.
Stryker breathed fast and hard as he laid on the cold snow, waiting for his impending death. He could feel her sharp claw almost piercing through his skin. With his face lifted, he tried to catch another glimpse of the woman who was trying to kill him.
From the corner of his eye he saw her again. The rage on her face was a sure sign that she was going to kill him without a second thought.
But then, as he looked at her, at his attacker, he couldn't help but feel pity for the girl. There was something about her that affected him. There was something in her anger that brought out her sadness.
He couldn't even understand why he felt for her. He didn't even know who she was. But somehow, he felt that he should, especially whenever she called him William.
Yuriko clenched her teeth as she braced herself to kill Stryker.
"You called me William!!!" He suddenly shouted out loud. He tried hard to hold back his fear in hopes of communicating with the girl at her state of mind.
"Because that's your name, devil!!! William Stryker." She shouted back at him. Her hand stopped before she could pierce through his neck.
"William Stryker....." He whispered. That name made his stomach churn. It was as if he wasn't sure if he liked hearing it or not.
Something was wrong, and he knew it. Even with Yuriko's claw against his neck, he tried to relax --- tried to loosen up. He knew that he wouldn't be able to find out what was wrong if he only thought of nothing but escape.
For the last minutes of his life, the only thing he could remember was immense pain. But before that....
"Before that...." He whispered, as he closed his eyes.
Yuriko was suddenly taken aback by Striker's sudden change in nature. She looked at him curiously, with her claw still against his skin.
"Before that......" He whispered again gently.
Then flashes of water came running into his head. Flashes of light started to pour into his memory. Water everywhere, something tight and heavy pulling him down. He remembered trying to struggle against the --- chains. But the force of the water tried to pull him down. The water tried to drown him. He was drowning. He thought he was going to die.
He remembered calling out someone's name, but couldn't remember what the name was. He felt the chain around him loosen for a second, and the last thing he remembered was something hard hitting him on the head.
Then everything was dry, and cold, and he saw her. She seemed like the first face he'd seen in his lifetime. She didn't bring him comfort, but the sight of her brought him a sense of familiarity.
"But before that..." He muttered again.
Before the water, the chains, the pain, there was nothing. And yet he knew what water is, what chains are, what the sky looks like, what pain feels like. He knew how to breathe, and tell north from south.
He didn't like the feeling of emptiness in his mind. It made him feel empty and unimportant. It made him feel as if he was nothing.
He slowly opened his eyes. A look of exhaustion could clearly be seen on his face. From the corner of his eyes he looked at her again.
"Who am I?" He asked desperately. He didn't even know who he was anymore. But the girl in front of her does. And she seemed to hate him with the entirety of her soul.
Yuriko was starting to get frustrated. She didn't know what to think. She had never seen Stryker act in such a way before. There were times in their missions when he would get injured, almost near death, and yet he would strive with the same air of arrogance and pride about him.
As she looked into his eyes, she felt as if she was looking at Stryker, and yet at the same time, felt as if she was looking at someone else. Even the way he talked was different.
But wasting her time on Stryker's own version of "memory loss" would get her no where. She agreed on one thing after her escape from death. She agreed to leave her past behind. Perhaps should would meet up with the X- Men again and join them this time around.
That thought made her smile.
If Stryker really didn't know who he was, then she knew he wasn't going to be a threat anymore. She knew he would forever wander in his own sorrow, to someday discover the horrifying man that he was before. She could kill him right at that moment, but there was no need of that now. She would just leave him there, like the past she had never known.
Yuriko's face turned blank as she pulled her hands away from Stryker. She stood up and towered over him like a proud woman who had just triumphed over her adversary.
Stryker sighed with relief and looked up at her tall form. The streams of sunlight that shone around her face caused his eyes to narrow.
She looked down at him with a cold, uncaring look on her face.
"Goodbye." She said. Yuriko then walked away towards the forest.
Every step and every breath brought her closer to freedom. She felt as if she had lived in Alkali Lake all her life. But then, that was the only life she ever had.
She knew the surrounding area like the back of her hand: Beyond the forest was a highway that could take her anywhere she wanted. She knew the places she could stay in, the routes to take, the right people to talk to, the way to the professor's school. She could probably even use some of the connections she made during Stryker's missions to go places. She was finally alive.
She was about to enter the forest and disappear forever from her nightmare, but something in her gut made her look around to see the man who used her, one last time.
After she left him, he just stayed there on the snow. He continued to lie there on the cold ground. He stared at the sky with an expressionless face. Even the pain pounding at his body didn't affect him anymore. It was as if nothing else mattered. He didn't even know where he was nor why he was there.
Maybe he would have been better off dead. Then all the confusion would have ended.
/"What is life if you are suddenly brought into the world without an objective? Without meaning? Without identity?" / He thought to himself.
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TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
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Please review ! Thanks!!!
Title: Unforgivable Sinners
By: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Note: This fanfiction occurs entirely in the X-Men movie-verse . 'nuff said !
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
First of all, thank you so much for those who reviewed the first 3 chapters of the story !
White Hart, Capt. O'Hagan, Camille, Hell Jumper
It's GREAT to know that you like what's going on in the story so far ! Most readers aren't really into Yuriko nor Stryker, so it's wonderful whenever I receive reviews for this fic ! THANKS AGAIN
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CHAPTER IV: Both pasts forgotten
She was expecting him to make a move. Or say something that would trigger any remnants of the slave chemical that still lingered in her system.
But the monster just laid there looking at her. He slowly blinked once, and then blinked the second time, as if he couldn't understand what he was seeing. She saw nothing in his eyes. He seemed like a blank piece of slate. Still, she held her claw close to his neck just in case.
Then his lips started to move.
"You..... I...know you....." He muttered. He paused for a while and continued to look at Yuriko. His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes stared at her. "You...."
He squeezed his eyes shut, as if he was confused with something he couldn't remember.
Then he looked at her again. This time, his eyes traveled down to the sharp adamantium claws that were ready to strike if needed. He swallowed and once again focused on her face.
"Are you....going to kill me?". He whispered in a scared tone as he slowly moved his neck further away from the tip of her claws.
Yuriko's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she questioned Stryker's disturbing passiveness. She couldn't understand why he would ask such a question. It just didn't seem like him. Something about his behavior disturbed her, and she didn't like it one bit. She would never let him manipulate her again.
Her eyes were suddenly filled with fury as her unarmed hand grabbed Stryker's shirt by the chest, jerking him towards her.
"If the need would arise, I WILL kill you!!! I WILL kill you without any second thoughts and you're lucky if I don't make you suffer before I do!"
Stryker winced in pain as Yuriko tugged him towards her. The mixed painful sensations all over his body already inhibited him from moving, nor thinking straight. And the force of her pull just tripled the pain he was feeling on his torso. With all his energy, he gripped her wrist tightly in an effort to loosen her hold on his shirt. But he just felt her pull on him harder, causing his head to jerk back from the force.
"Let me go!" He shouted through gritted teeth. His eyes closed shut from the pain around his neck. He could feel his chest heaving up and down as he fought the tightness there. It seemed as if Eric had bound him too tightly against the slab of concrete that was supposed to be his vertical coffin.
"Let you go?!!!" She tugged harder at his shirt. Her fiery eyes stared deeper into his. "How dare you beg for freedom after what you've done to me?!!! For years I've seen nothing but death. You kept me in my little cage as your prized possession. You treated me as nothing but a mere object of your work." She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes as she looked at the man who had made her into Lady Deathstrike.
"For Years and years I have suffered under you. And you gave me neither a second of relief nor a moment's peace. You couldn't even give me death even when you knew I wanted to escape from my life. And now...NOW you ask for freedom?! Who are you to ask such from me?!!"
Stryker, with his mouth half open, just looked at her.
"I --- I don't even know what you're talking about!!!" He asked as his eyebrows furrowed. His lips slightly shook with fear at the sight of the enraged young woman. "I --- I don't know --- anything!!!"
"What do you mean you don't know?!!!" Yuriko, angrier than before, shoved Stryker back on the snowy ground. The impact of her fist on his chest caused him to gasp in pain.
"You know what I'm talking about!!! You know very well, William!!! Don't play innocent with me! I've had enough of your games! And I've had enough of you!" She leaned closer to him and pressed the tip of her claw on his neck.
Stryker breathed fast and hard as he laid on the cold snow, waiting for his impending death. He could feel her sharp claw almost piercing through his skin. With his face lifted, he tried to catch another glimpse of the woman who was trying to kill him.
From the corner of his eye he saw her again. The rage on her face was a sure sign that she was going to kill him without a second thought.
But then, as he looked at her, at his attacker, he couldn't help but feel pity for the girl. There was something about her that affected him. There was something in her anger that brought out her sadness.
He couldn't even understand why he felt for her. He didn't even know who she was. But somehow, he felt that he should, especially whenever she called him William.
Yuriko clenched her teeth as she braced herself to kill Stryker.
"You called me William!!!" He suddenly shouted out loud. He tried hard to hold back his fear in hopes of communicating with the girl at her state of mind.
"Because that's your name, devil!!! William Stryker." She shouted back at him. Her hand stopped before she could pierce through his neck.
"William Stryker....." He whispered. That name made his stomach churn. It was as if he wasn't sure if he liked hearing it or not.
Something was wrong, and he knew it. Even with Yuriko's claw against his neck, he tried to relax --- tried to loosen up. He knew that he wouldn't be able to find out what was wrong if he only thought of nothing but escape.
For the last minutes of his life, the only thing he could remember was immense pain. But before that....
"Before that...." He whispered, as he closed his eyes.
Yuriko was suddenly taken aback by Striker's sudden change in nature. She looked at him curiously, with her claw still against his skin.
"Before that......" He whispered again gently.
Then flashes of water came running into his head. Flashes of light started to pour into his memory. Water everywhere, something tight and heavy pulling him down. He remembered trying to struggle against the --- chains. But the force of the water tried to pull him down. The water tried to drown him. He was drowning. He thought he was going to die.
He remembered calling out someone's name, but couldn't remember what the name was. He felt the chain around him loosen for a second, and the last thing he remembered was something hard hitting him on the head.
Then everything was dry, and cold, and he saw her. She seemed like the first face he'd seen in his lifetime. She didn't bring him comfort, but the sight of her brought him a sense of familiarity.
"But before that..." He muttered again.
Before the water, the chains, the pain, there was nothing. And yet he knew what water is, what chains are, what the sky looks like, what pain feels like. He knew how to breathe, and tell north from south.
He didn't like the feeling of emptiness in his mind. It made him feel empty and unimportant. It made him feel as if he was nothing.
He slowly opened his eyes. A look of exhaustion could clearly be seen on his face. From the corner of his eyes he looked at her again.
"Who am I?" He asked desperately. He didn't even know who he was anymore. But the girl in front of her does. And she seemed to hate him with the entirety of her soul.
Yuriko was starting to get frustrated. She didn't know what to think. She had never seen Stryker act in such a way before. There were times in their missions when he would get injured, almost near death, and yet he would strive with the same air of arrogance and pride about him.
As she looked into his eyes, she felt as if she was looking at Stryker, and yet at the same time, felt as if she was looking at someone else. Even the way he talked was different.
But wasting her time on Stryker's own version of "memory loss" would get her no where. She agreed on one thing after her escape from death. She agreed to leave her past behind. Perhaps should would meet up with the X- Men again and join them this time around.
That thought made her smile.
If Stryker really didn't know who he was, then she knew he wasn't going to be a threat anymore. She knew he would forever wander in his own sorrow, to someday discover the horrifying man that he was before. She could kill him right at that moment, but there was no need of that now. She would just leave him there, like the past she had never known.
Yuriko's face turned blank as she pulled her hands away from Stryker. She stood up and towered over him like a proud woman who had just triumphed over her adversary.
Stryker sighed with relief and looked up at her tall form. The streams of sunlight that shone around her face caused his eyes to narrow.
She looked down at him with a cold, uncaring look on her face.
"Goodbye." She said. Yuriko then walked away towards the forest.
Every step and every breath brought her closer to freedom. She felt as if she had lived in Alkali Lake all her life. But then, that was the only life she ever had.
She knew the surrounding area like the back of her hand: Beyond the forest was a highway that could take her anywhere she wanted. She knew the places she could stay in, the routes to take, the right people to talk to, the way to the professor's school. She could probably even use some of the connections she made during Stryker's missions to go places. She was finally alive.
She was about to enter the forest and disappear forever from her nightmare, but something in her gut made her look around to see the man who used her, one last time.
After she left him, he just stayed there on the snow. He continued to lie there on the cold ground. He stared at the sky with an expressionless face. Even the pain pounding at his body didn't affect him anymore. It was as if nothing else mattered. He didn't even know where he was nor why he was there.
Maybe he would have been better off dead. Then all the confusion would have ended.
/"What is life if you are suddenly brought into the world without an objective? Without meaning? Without identity?" / He thought to himself.
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TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
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Please review ! Thanks!!!