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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED R FOR VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE, AND A SMALL SEXUAL REFERENCE.

Author's Note: I normally do this at the end, but it's necessary to put it here this time. Ok I'm sorry if you don't like violence, but it was really important to have it. Without it the story would be pointless. Ok thanks for all the birthday wishes everybody! Please keep reading and reviewing! Bye!

Ch 19: Waiting For the Hellfyre

He knew he was dead from the moment Sinister had spoken. But still he wouldn't go without a fight. So he swallowed the lump in his throat, clenched his hands into fists, and stood his ground. "You're a monster you filthy Bastard! I'm not gonna stand around and let you slaughter these people, just because you enjoy it."

Sinister slowly began to chuckle and gradually let it grow. He threw his head back and laughed with intensity. He locked his gaze back on Mathen. "Well. I'm sorry that you see things that way. Actually….I'm not. I've always thought of you as a failure. You're a weakling, Mathen. You've been bringing my quality of work down ever since I hired you."

"Don't you mean quality of pleasure?"

Sinister sneered. "No. I mean that I no longer need your services."

He turned and walked over to the exit. Sabretooth took a step forward and continued to look at Mathen as if he were a piece of meat. Sinister turned on his heel and looked back at Mathen. Even as he spoke, he kept his eyes locked on Mathen. "Mr. Creed. My labs are quite full at the moment, so we have a dilemma here. Please take care of it."

"Go to hell!!" Mathen wouldn't just stand there and let Sinister threaten his life. But his words fell on silent ears. Sinister didn't care."

"You first Mathen." Sinister grinned one more time and left. Sabretooth stepped forward again and licked his lips. "I'm gonna enjoy this."

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Storm slowly waded out of the darkness of unconsciousness and slowly made her way back into wakefulness. She slowly shook her head. And then remembered what had happened. The man who was supposed to capture her had instead, just left her. Obviously his soul was tortured. But either way she was glad at his final decision. Ororo raised her hand to her head. The explosion had been powerful enough to knock her right off the wall. Actually was in the study now. The wall must have blown back and collapsed. This would take a lot of time to fix.

As she stood, Storm began to wonder about her friends again. She was still worried that Remy was seriously injured or worse. Well, now that she knew who was behind the attack. She could go looking for them.

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Wolverine had seen Sinister come in, but there was no way to warn Mathen. He felt so useless being locked in a cage. He was also furious at Mathen. He should have opened his cell first. Logan could have helped him release Remy and Warren with his claws. But he understood that Mathen wanted to get Scott out first because he was injured.

Now with Mathen having to take on Sabretooth he felt like a dog in a cage. Wolverine continuously rammed himself into the wall. He knew who had the upper hand. And without help, Mathen would be in some serious trouble. Wolverine was dying to get his claws into Sabretooth.

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Sandra paced in her room. She was fuming. How could he say such things about her father? Mathen knew how close they were. Her father had always treated her with nothing but kindness. He had taught her everything. Sandra was the person she was today because of her father. And she was heartbroken to hear that Mathen hated him so much. Maybe that meant that he hated her too. How could he possible love her now?

Not only that, but he wanted her to betray her only family. She had never known her mother, and she certainly didn't have any siblings. All she had was her father, without him she'd be alone. She flopped down on her bed and tried to calm herself down.

Sandra opened her hand and gazed down at the little stone. Suddenly all of her anger just dissipated. It was amazing that one tiny little stone could just reminder of every little thing that she loved about Mathen. Sandra thought of how if he was embarrassed the tip of his ears would turn bright red. She thought of the special smile he would give only to her. Whenever he did it, a small dimple would appear on his right cheek. She loved how if she stared into his deep brown eyes, she would literally get lost in them. She thought about when she had first met him. He had actually repulsed her the first time he ever spoke to her. He had made fun of her eyes. His remark had been something along the lines of "Boy you must be hard to cool off"

He was so cocky. But a only week after his insult, they had fallen in love. She remembered it as if it were yesterday. He was working on some new technological gadget in the lab while she had been doing some research. And he had been making every attempt to be as loud as possible. Finally, she turned around and told him to stop. And he had just looked at her and said "You first."

She didn't understand so she walked over to him and asked him what it was that she was doing. And he took her in his arms and whispered "Stop making me want you." It was all over after that. They began sneaking off to secret places, because Mathen didn't like having to edit the security tapes.

Then the day came when he asked her to marry him. Actually he hadn't actually asked. They had been in her private garden. She was diligently planting seeds, when finally she had picked up the ring and almost buried it. Mathen had snuck it in with the other seeds and had patiently waited for her to find it. She was so shocked that she couldn't move so he picked it up and placed it on her finger. "This one can only grow here." She silently began to cry and kissed him over and over again.

How was it possible for a man that she loved so dearly, to cause her to get so mad at him. Why would he ask this of her? She jumped up from her bed and went to her computer. What he was asking, she just couldn't do. But he had taught her how to hack into secured sites. She had come up with an idea. She would go into the government site and find her father's profile and study files. Once she got them she would show them to Mathen and maybe he would calm down.

She knew that she should probably go get him and bring him to her room. But she wanted him to wait. This wasn't their first fight. But this would be the first time that he would give in first. She would apologize, he probably even knew it, but what harm was there in making him wait another minute or two. She began typing away.

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Mathen knew that Sabretooth was much stronger than him. But he wasn't taking him on with just fists. Mathen had a few missiles in his belt, so he reached for it. And found that it wasn't around his waste. Oh no! I took it off! He looked over to the counter where he left it. It was risky, about sixteen paces away, but he had to try. Mathen quickly glanced at Sabretooth and dashed for it.

But he was too slow. And too out matched. Sabretooth had speed and strength and without his belt, Mathen was like a baby compared to him. Sabretooth grabbed him by the throat and effortlessly plucked him off of the ground. Mathen tried to get Sabretooth to release him, but he was weakening from lack of air.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time you piece of shit! You think she loved you!? You're wrong pal, she's mine. And once you're out of the picture, I'm gonna get my hands all over her. I'm gonna get right into her panties. Real good, you know?"

Mathen couldn't speak but he gave Sabretooth a murderous glare. She'll never even let you come close, he thought.

But Sabretooth was done talking. When he got to business he was quick with things. He tossed Mathen to the side like a rag doll. Mathen wouldn't give up and stood on wobbly legs. But it was too little too late. Sabretooth lunged at him with both clawed hands out. Immediately he made contact with Mathen's stomach.

Mathen froze. He felt like a shish kabob. He was now having trouble breathing, especially with Sabretooth digging into him. Mathen's vision grew hazy, and he felt his blood draining from the gaping wound in his stomach. Some gurgling sounds escaped his throat as he still kept trying to threaten Sabretooth. No matter what, he wouldn't give up. Sandra would be in trouble if he didn't.

Without any compassion, Sabretooth yanked his claws out of Mathen's abdomen. He also made sure that he caused more shredding on the way out. He took a second to admire the wound. Even if he had all of his stupid toys, there was no way Mathen could beat him now. Sabretooth took in a deep breath and continue in his slaughter.

Mathen tried to stumble toward him, but Sabretooth got a hold of his left arm and shoulder and yanked it down with as much force as he could. There was a sickening wet cracking noise as Mathen's arm dislocated from its joint and shattered. But Mathen only clenched his jaw and let out a low groan. He refused to scream in pain for this monster.

Sabretooth could have cared less, because he just kept on going. He made a fist, wound it back, and slammed it into Mathen's face. This caused him to slam into the wall and loose his footing. Mathen hit the wall and slid down and laid on the ground. There was a gory streak of blood left behind on the wall. This is it. I'm through he thought.

Sabretooth nonchalantly stepped toward the broken man. If Mathen's mother had walked in and looked at him, she probably wouldn't have recognized him. Sabretooth smiled at his work. One more blow and Mathen would be a goner. He leaned down into Mathen's face. He could hear Mathen's labored breathing. It was like music to his ears.

"Go ahead. Die with that fucking honor of yours. It ain't gonna make any difference." But still the man never stopped glaring at him through his swollen eyes.

That pissed Sabretooth off. He relentlessly extended his right hand and dug it into Mathen's chest. Mathen began to gurgle and spit up blood from the pain. Sabretooth dug harder and harder. He wanted to feel Mathen's heart stop. He felt his ribcage and broke through it with his great strength and just started to squeeze his heart.

"Sabretooth! You've finished. He is about to expire. Quit messing around and come to my study."

Sabretooth roared. He wouldn't be able to have his fun. Angrily, he ripped his hand out of Mathen's chest. And slightly flinched when one of his claws got stuck and ripped off in some bone. Sabretooth held his hand up to look at it. Yep, he had lost a claw. It didn't matter though, it would heal in a few minutes. He got up from his kill and left the room.

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Mathen knew he was beyond survival. He only had a few breaths left. He was just waiting for something. His mind blanked out for a moment. Cold. That's right he was slowly getting colder. His chest and stomach were warm from the blanket of blood that covered them. But everything else was going numb. He wouldn't give up. He was waiting for something. Was it God. Yes that was it. He wanted to go to heaven. Of course he knew his chances were slim, but it was his last wish. No! That wasn't his last wish. It was pain. Wrong. Love. Closer, but still not right. Mathen was dying, he knew it. But he was still waiting for something, even as his lungs filled with air for one last time. Then it hit him.

Fire.

He was waiting for fire. His fire. The eyes of his angel. With her Hellfyre eyes. That was all he wanted.

He let out his last breath and his vision began to go dark. But still he blinked eyes open as wide as he could get them. He wouldn't close his eyes until she came.

Sandra. My Hellfyre. I………love……………y……………………………

TBC