"So whose place is this," He heard her say indignantly.
He ignored her as he stepped to the door -- he knew Sinister tracked his movement. The doors opened automatically as a person he didn't know ushered him in, which probably was a new marauder recruit.
When Sinister came to view, he'd thought the frail would at least be shocked -- but rather the opposite -- she looked bored.
"So Sabretooth, what brings you here," Sinister asked with all his pearly whites showing.
"I need ya to check out my mind out -- it ain't workin' right," to anyone different, it would've sounded like a demand. Sinster's look said otherwise.
"Alright Sabretooth, I won't ask questions why, as long as I get something in return with no questions asked," He saw Sinister clasp his hands as he lead him to his lab.
+ + +
A few hours later...
He never liked labs, but for this case -- he'd endure it for a while. The whole time the frail was silent -- just looking bored.
Sinister entered the room. He saw Sinister go through results page after page, which gave him hope that Sinister knew what was going on. He waited expectantly on the lab table for the results.
"Sorry Creed, all the tests show that you're at top health and nothing has changed," he threw the pages to Sabretooth's direction. Creed took painstakingly amount of time looking over the details.
"Take 'em again," he threw the papers back to Sinister. Sinister's reaction was only a smile.
"You know that means a bigger favor," Sinister slyly added. Sabretooth growled in acceptance.
+ + +
More agonizing hours later.
Same tests, same results, same bored look. He ripped up the results in front of a grinning Sinister. He was in debt to him for something he couldn't find.
Another set of papers was sent his way, "I don't care how you do it, and I want this mutant here in a week -- alive."
Sabrtooth looked through the papers, a familiar face and name appeared, "Sorry. no can do Sinny, she's dead." He said with a grin.
Nathaniel Essex lost some composure, "How do you know this?"
"I gutted her good," his response made him smile, then saw the frails face -- she yawned. His smile drooped a little.
Sinister looked over to a computer screen, "your lying...wait no."
With his acute eyesight he saw what was on the screen. The X-men started to lower a coffin into the ground. Most of them were crying or trying to fight the tears. He saw the runt throwing his cowboy hat in as the coffin made a final stop. The runt popped his claws and Sabretooth read his lips -- Creed yer going to pay. The tombstone became visible, Jubilation 'Jubilee' Lee -- beloved friend that was taken too soon.
Creed smirked at his handiwork and obviously Sinister wasn't feeling the same way. He looked over to the ghost -- still bored as ever.