Jenskott: Sinister lives by his own sense of morals, he did give those two a choice just not much of one. Yeah everyone seems to like Deadpool. Yeah that is a disturbing image of those two isn't it?
Mark C: Well, you'll see what happens to her with Sinister, and thanks I really tried my best to give him a lab that would suit him. X23 will definitely be on Logan's list of people to rescue. Yeah I wanted to give Sage some action in this and a way to help her make up for her past.
Tim Digidestined of Loyalty: Thanks, glad you really like our OCs in this as well as the story.
Quillian: Well, Sinister has his own way of doing things, and yeah, I really wanted a Sage with emotions in this. It makes her more interesting. Yeah revenge would be part of it too.
GothikStrawberry: That's understandable I mean Amara's pain is something more people can relate to and that's why I put it in there. No mini-Emma's in this sorry. BTW are you ever going to write another fic?
ViciousAssassin: No nothing will happen at the Institute but look at it this way, with Rahne/Jamie alone gives a nice opportunity for a scene with just them. For X23 yeah don't worry about that, and the Emma part was really creepy wasn't it? Just what I was going for.
The Uncanny R-Man: Yeah, Emma will get over that and more Deadpool stuff later on but you know she'll get a lucky break in act 3.
Aaron: Yeah I based Sage's uniform off that only slightly modified.
Silver Warrior: Yeah I know but Slickboy likes to write him that way. Sinister is way ahead in the medical field then anyone on the planet if he can make a full clone (Madelyn Prior from Jean in the comics) then trust me he can do that easily.
Kaliann: Glad it wasn't too graphic for ya and yeah Slayer will get involved.
Thanks to: X00001, Simba317, Wen1, japanesegirl101, Windvuur
Hellfire and BrimstoneCHAPTER 45: SINISTER FACEOFF PART 1
-Sinister's Main Cell-
Jean looked out into the familiar setting. So far this wasn't as bad in some ways then the last time, but in other ways it was still worse. She hated feeling so powerless again and seeing Scott here too didn't help matters except to draw on his strength with his presence. The thoughts of being degraded to some type of breeder along with the others for this man weren't pleasant. This Sinister person was both insane yet never came off as it. He seemed highly intelligent, but lacked any real morals but except own twisted versions of them.
She was in Scott's arms as he held her and his shades her hands. They had found them on him after Sinister's first visit, but she kept them on hand. She was looking over at Vincent, who had been bragged back in unconscious. Evidently he had put up a fight and/or tired to attack Sinister on sight. From what she knew of his past she could understand why. Sinister had taken everything from him at such a young age. She knew Scott was also feeling the same rage and anger. She knew that he was constantly thinking of his parents and now knew that their accident was actually a planned murder.
But it was also because of him too, and she knew that later he would blame himself. She saw Emma looking over her boyfriend and lover's body. It brought back memories of how they had first met and it saddened her that this might be how they ended their relationship. When Emma came back she was distant and immediately just went to him. They talked about something and she could tell that Emma's normal calm self was rattled by something.
They had all been going through those physicals. Kitty had just gotten back and was in the small bathroom taking a shower. She didn't blame her since she took one herself after being touched by that man. The fact that he had been so…Professional about it was just so creepy that just thinking about it made her skin crawl and she wondered how Kitty was holding up.
Kitty was in the shower rubbing herself raw. She felt so dirty after that…Man did the physical. She was thankful he only touched her and nothing more or seemed to take pleasure in it, but she still felt dirty from it all. She was also crying although the tears mixed in with the warm water and the only signs were her shoulders shaking and her red eyes. She felt so sick inside at this moment that she nearly had thrown up.
After she had enough she turned off the shower, she just stood there leaning forward and bracing herself against the wall with her arms. Her hair was undone and went down her back and sides of her face. She just needed to take control of herself and stayed like that, not moving until she stopped crying. She took a towel and started drying off. She wiped clear the foggy mirror and saw her face and looked down. She just dried her hair first and then her body. She simply wrapped the towel around herself and then just sat down against the wall.
She brought her knees up against her chest. She thought about what was going to happen to her…How she was going to be forced to have sex until she got pregnant and then give birth over and over and over again. He also had said that he had a few ideas on how to improve on her later and had given the look Vincent had given him that first day she, for didn't like the sounds of that or all those tanks filled with parts and bodies.
There was a knock on the door and she ignored it until she found out it was Peter's soft voice asking her if she was all right. She slowly stood up and unlocked the door. She found it strange that a prison would have a lock on a bathroom door, but that wasn't really important and she just went back to sitting down again. When Piotr slowly walked in and saw that she was still only in a towel he contemplated leaving, but seeing her like this he had to do something.
He closed the door behind him and sat down to check on her. "Katya…Are you alright?"
"No…" she said in a small and hurt tone. She thought about all of this…This nightmare they were stuck in. She felt his strong arm around her bare shoulder she leaned into him, closing her eyes. "I'm not ready for this…To have kids…" She felt him sigh and say how he felt the same.
She thought about being forced to basically mate with all these men and whomever else Sinister captured. Kurt was her best friend and she wasn't sure if she could go through with that, especially since he was with Wanda and she had feelings for Piotr. She thought what would Rogue say if Sinister chose Remy? Her best friend was already hurting enough as it was. Sure she had once pictured what it would be like to have a family now and then, but this wasn't it. Plus, would she even get to raise her children? Or would they be taken from her at birth?
Then, she thought about the man holding her. She had very strong feelings for him and he had helped her through being all worried when the other had been taken and over time, her feelings grew. She was sure that she was falling in love with him too. If she did have to have children, a part of her hoped it would be with him at least. That would be the only bright point in all this hell. But she wasn't ready…Maybe down the road, but certainly not now. And if she didn't, then she knew he would do anything to make sure including going back to that lab and using artificial means.
She just shuttered at that thought and felt him hold her a bit tighter. She always felt better with him holding her and even now she felt a little safer and calmer. "Piotr…Do you think they'll find us before…" She couldn't finish that sentence, for she couldn't bring herself to give voice to such dark thoughts.
"I'm sure of it. I won't let him harm you anymore…I promise you that," he wanted so much to keep that promise, but deep down he knew there wasn't much. But he would try and protect her. Kitty was the sweetest, kindest girl he had ever known. She had this inner light about her and seeing her like this he wanted nothing more then to rip that monster apart. He couldn't understand how anyone would harm this young woman in any way. He rested his head on her and they just sat there holding each other.
DeathstrikeDeathstrike finally managed to get away from Deadpool long enough for a little meditation and training in preparation for the inevitable confrontation that was sure to come as a result of the abductions. The utter disgrace she felt for not having triumphed over her one time lover whom she had sworn upon her honor to kill, still hung strong in her mind. Remembering how he and his misfit mutant kids had triumphed over her and the Reavers was an absolute discredit to the fighter and warrior she was. But now that she had many of his precious children in their possession again, she had a chance to reclaim her honor and exact the revenge that she so sorely desired.
As she got up from her current meditative position and performed a few quick fighting maneuvers, she wondered just how long it would take before she would finally got her chance. She knew he would eventually come with the rest of the X-men, but it was only a matter of when. And this time…She was determined to hurt him as much as possible and wanted to see him suffer in the most immense way imaginable before she finally plunged her adamantium claws into his heart.
Stepping up the intensity of her maneuvers, Deathstrike imagined Logan standing there right before her…Ready and waiting to pay for his misdeeds that had so hurt her and her family. It sickened her that she once used to love this man…It disgusted her that she allowed herself to fall so prone to such a barbaric beast. All she could think about was vengeance…The prospect of making him pay for his sins for both her honor and that of her father's.
After doing many complicated practice maneuvers, Deathstrike chose to exit her quarters and do a quick checkup on the prisoners. While she was a mercenary that was willing to kill without question, even she was a tad disturbed by Sinister. The man was clearly mad on so many levels that she didn't even know where to begin. But if he could still get Logan here and help her make him pay by making his children suffer, then that was all that mattered to her. While she wasn't certain exactly what he was doing to them, she decided it would probably be best if she didn't ask or inquire…After all, she had much more important things to think about.
As she passed Gauntlet on her way down the maze of halls, her eyes fell upon the heavily reinforced door that contained X23, the young girl they had captured in the woods. She was told by Viper that this girl had been created with Logan's blood and she wielded many of the same traits. She had his healing factor, his super sharp senses, and a pair of adamantium claws. She was by definition, his clone…A replica of the man she now hated with such a passion. Looking through the small slot which gave her an unimpeded view of the former living weapon, a look of disgust quickly fell upon Deathstrike's face.
"Of all the retched things to clone in this world…Somebody had to clone HIM," she said to herself with venom in her words.
X23 hadn't moved much since the last time she checked on her. She was still sitting in that corner hugging her knees and staring off into space. Her eyes, face, and overall demeanor reminded her too much of Logan. She may not have been the one to kill her father all those years ago…But she was of the same blood.
"She has his eyes…His rage…His stench," she grunted, her adamantium claws scratching the area alongside the door in her fury, "What a cursed little child…"
Because of who she embodied, Deathstrike felt as though such a being should suffer the same fate as Logan. If not, she would probably end up every bit as corrupt and barbaric as him. But there was no honor in killing her…Yet. Sinister had told her that Logan had a strong emotional attachment to X23 and to use her would be a serious blow to him in addition to having his precious children under their control. Such leverage would give her a powerful tool in exacting her revenge, for she would revel in seeing him suffer such great anguish when the time finally came.
Seeing X23 always made her sick in a way because she was in a sense looking at a piece of Logan. And on the honor of her family, she would see to it that every and all traces of the monster that killed her father was wiped out.
As she grew tired of seeing the pathetic sight before her, Deathstrike left the cursed little girl and left the area to check up on the overall state of the others. However, along the way she once again encountered Deadpool, who had seen her looking distastefully at X23 from afar.
"Hey there ninja babe," he said coyly in his usual obnoxious tone, "What cha up to with animal girl?"
"None of your business…" she growled in response, not in the mood for his antics.
"Ooh…Big bad ninja lady has a mad on for mini-Wolvie!" he said, grinning under his mask, "You must be SO great around kids. Hell I wouldn't mind having a chick like you to call mommy."
"Don't start with me Deadpool!" she shouted angrily in response, "That speck of flesh back there is no child…She is just a mere extension of a beast that is only suited for a cage!"
"Hey, beast or not, she's still a cute little number in my book!" he joked, which seemed to only irk Deathsrike even more.
With her mind already in a state of apprehension, Deathstrike was not up to dealing with Deadpool's innate obnoxiousness that only seemed to be encouraged by her reactions. Having nearly had it from his overly coy behavior, she menacingly extended her adamantium claws to his neck…Which didn't seem to worry him too much, but it did show just how irritated the Japanese mutant was.
"Deadpool, I'm serious! I've just about had enough of your foolishness and I don't need to deal with it at a time like this!" she said in a firm, threatening voice, "Now either shut that trash hole you call a mouth or I will eviscerate you in a way no healing factor will ever save you from!"
As dangerous as Deathstrike sounded, Deadpool still didn't seem all that affected by her words. While he had no doubt that she was every bit as capable as following up on her threat given what he had seen from her, he still kept his usual often offbeat cool as he had in many situations facing dangerous people. And besides, this chick definitely had issues far more serious than him if the way she described that little girl was any indication.
"You know…I think you should seriously think about getting yourself a manicure with those things," he said as he looked down at her claws, "And from the looks of it, you're definitely in need of at least some form of relaxation."
Letting out a frustrated grunt, Deathstrike pulled her claws away and continued down the hall away from the masked mutant.
"You're impossible…" she said to him, wanting to get away from him before she gutted him like a fish for all his over the top behavior.
"Hey! When you look like I do, you gotta make up for it somehow!" said Deadpool with a casual shrug, "And what better way than an oh so charming personality?"
Choosing not to respond to that, Deathstrike just rolled her eyes and quickly made her way towards the adjacent hallway, hoping he wouldn't follow. She had enough things to concern herself with and she didn't want anything to shift her focus away from her ultimate goal. Deadpool may have been annoying, but her fight was not with him. And as much as she would have liked to stay there and slice out his vocal chords so she would at least not have to hear him talk, she wanted to save such moves exclusively for Logan.
Outside Sinister's Base
The X-Jet and the Velocity had made their final descent from the clouds as it neared the location where they believed their missing friends to be. Tensions ran high as both teams including both experienced and inexperienced team members tried to stay focused despite the lingering uncertainties as to the kind of suffering that their friends were enduring. And for those like Rogue and Betsy who had endured captivity from the Hellfire Club during the previous incident, it was especially disturbing.
Nevertheless, there was reason to be hopeful. This time, they had found their location fast and with any luck, they could get to them before their friends were forced to endure too much. But knowing that the enemy before them could have any number of surprises in store for them, so they prepared themselves for the worst.
"Okay team…We're beginning the final descent," said Logan as he brought the X-jet down lower to avoid closer range radar systems that could possibly get a reading despite the stealth of the aircraft, "Hank, ya read me?"
"Loud and clear Wolverine," said Beast from the XM Velocity which was already flying low, "We're nearing the landing site."
With most of the more experienced regulars plus Amara in the X-jet and Hank, Ororo, and the New Mutants in the Velocity, this would mark one of the biggest missions they all had done since Apocalypse. The stakes were considerably high and the risks were great, but that was one of the big parts of being an X-man and they would need every bit ounce of their training and skill to come out on top with this one.
As Logan and Hank brought the two aircraft down on a level area outside the main facility, Professor Xavier kept a watchful eye on the whole situation via Cerebro. In a place with so much psychic shielding and so many unknowns, it would be difficult to keep track of each team during the course of the mission. But despite this, he had great confidence in his students and staff and knew that they would fight with everything they had in order to bring their missing friends home.
The engines of the two highly advanced aircraft fell silent as both teams stepped out into the desolate area and converged for a few last minute preparations. There were a lot of worried faces amongst the crowd, but worried or not, nothing could keep them from this fight…Nothing.
'Alright X-men,' sent Professor Xavier via telepathy over the vast distance, 'You are just outside the main psychic shielding, so be careful. Once you're in the shroud, there will be no way for me to warn of any danger. Now the overall layout of the facility is unknown for the most part and considering the kind enemy we are dealing with, expect major obstacles in terms of security and resistance. But our friends are still in there and we must get them out. Remain in constant contact with each other, try to keep yourselves hidden if possible, and above all…Be strong. No matter what difficulties you face…You must stay strong. Good luck my X-men. Bring our friends home safe and sound…'
'You can count on us Professor,' sent Sage in response, eager to fight against the Hellfire Club once again and take them down for good, 'We'll keep in touch…Over and out.'
And with that, Xavier began running Cerebro on a broader, more observatory level. It would be difficult not being able to sense anything through the powerful shielding, but if anything were to come up…He wanted to know about it. These were his students…These were his children. And no darkness was going to keep him from fighting for them.
Back on the ground, the two teams prepared to separate. Logan, Sage, Angel, Psylocke, Magma, and Rogue would head the main infiltration team while Beast, Storm, Bobby, Jubilee, Roberto, Ray, Tabitha, and Sam would remain waiting in the wings, giving them cover as needed. They would need all the muscle they could muster with this mission, for they were going up against an enemy with so many unknowns who had already left so many horrible scars on them both physically and emotionally.
Logan knew that within these walls could lay the only other living piece of him on the face of the planet…X23. She was his own flesh and blood and the memory of how she fought so hard to kill him only to end up crying in his arms hung strong as he thought about how he was going to save her and help her in the way he so desperately wanted to. In addition, the possibility of facing Deathstrike again, the woman he once loved, left him with a great deal of unease. She had survived their last fight and he had no doubts that she was going to come at him with every single ounce of rage she could muster this time around. Whether he was Logan or James Howlett, he had a lot at stake with this mission…But he was determined to see it through and lay to rest a part of his past while building upon the hope he had for the future.
For Rogue, it was also a tense moment for her because she would once again face the people that had left her so physically and emotionally damaged. As she looked back at the facility before her, memories of how Selene tortured and raped her and with how they used her began running through her mind again. A sick feeling in the pit of her stomach formed as she thought about what her friends and family were going through as a result of these heartless people. Among them, she was most worried about her brother, who Selene had raped and beaten, leaving him deeply scarred in a way she could still see in his eyes whenever she saw him. Then there was Remy…The man she had been developing such strong feelings for ever since he helped save her from becoming the Green Knight. In many ways, he had done more than just save her…He was the one man to see past her curse and her persona even before she gained control over her abilities. And in him, she had found someone she wasn't afraid to give her heart to. The Hellfire Club may have taken a lot from her, but they sure as hell weren't going to take Remy or anyone else for that matter…For she was not cursed anymore…She was strong.
The stakes for Sage were also somewhat higher than the others, for this was far more personal for her. For years she worked on the Hellfire Club…For years she was the stoic, obedient Tessa. She had watched them perform atrocity after atrocity in that time and even had to willingly subject herself to such things and pretend she enjoyed them. And after all that work and all that struggle…She sure as hell wasn't going to let them simply rise from the ashes. She was going to see the Hellfire Club destroyed if it was the last thing she ever did. They couldn't be allowed to exist…And besides, she owed the X-men a great deal.
However, Sage's demeanor did not go unnoticed by a few others…Namely Hank and Ororo. For Ororo, she could tell by the look in her face that she was in that mode again…That mode where she shut out her emotions and focused so ardently on something that the whole world around her didn't even register. She remembered what she had told her about the Hellfire Club and how she had to do so many despicable things in order to take them down and she couldn't help but feel worried for her state of mind now that she was being forced to finish the job that they all had hoped had been over and done with.
In addition to Sage's best friend, her newfound love interest, Hank McCoy, also noticed her state and cast a worried glance towards her. However, she seemed so much more focused on getting in there and destroying the Hellfire Club. Ever since she rejoined the institute, a growing connection had been forming between them. They were both of such intellectual minds and they thought alike on so many levels that Hank was genuinely worried that something may happen to her with this mission. She was the first woman in a long time to see past the fur that forever imprisoned him in his own body and he truly didn't want to lose someone like her whom he could actually see himself being with in a way deeper than mere friendship. And should they all come out alive and well with this mission…Hank made a vow right then and there that he was going to ask her out and see just how far they could take their connection and see how deep it could go.
For Betsy and Warren, they also harbored many personal issues with the Hellfire Club after what happened last time. It had nearly torn them apart and it had changed their lives, for it led them to join the Xavier Institute, a decision they had come to see as truly being the right one. They both held each others hand as they looked at the challenge that lay ahead of them, lending each other their own brand of strength that they knew they would need in order to triumph over the odds. For Warren, this was payback for what they did to Betsy and for Betsy, who had just about had enough of shady organizations for one lifetime, this was payback for their lies and deception that nearly took everything from her she held dear. It would be a hard fight, but they had chosen to become X-men and this was the kind of life they would endure for the sake of their friends and the new life they had built together.
For the New Mutants, this was the biggest mission they had been a part of since Apocalypse. They saw first hand how devastating the effects of the Hellfire Club's previous attack had been on their friends. Now they had a chance to face the heinous force that had caused so much pain and sorrow to the team and there was a great deal of uncertainty as to what lay ahead for them. For Bobby, Jubilee, Roberto, Ray, Tabitha, and Sam it would be a test of what they had learned as X-men and it would show both themselves and the others just how much they had grown.
Sam and Tabby were still holding hands, a sight which Amara continued to find difficult, but she managed to keep herself focused on the task at hand. Unlike the rest of the New Mutants, she would be going in with the regulars to fight head on against the Hellfire Club. It wasn't lost upon her that she may come face to face with Selene, the evil former ruler of her homeland that still brought forth many tales of darkness and suffering. But for the pride of her people and the safety of her friends, she would see to it that this evil woman was stopped before she could inflict her tyranny on anybody else.
"Okay teams…Now listen up!" said Logan as they all stood in the shadow of the vast facility, "We got a million unknowns with this mission and this could possibly be our only chance! Now you all know damn well what these people are capable of and just how far they're willing to go, so we have to be every bit as willing to take them down! They have our friends and we sure as hell ain't gonna let them cause any more pain! So remember what the Prof said! Be careful, be cautious, and be strong! We beat these pricks once and we can beat them again! Now let's move out!"
A round of affirmation sounded amongst both teams as they separated into their respective factions. Logan's team was on it's way in and Ororo's team was ready and waiting to clear out anything that stood in their way. They had no idea just what they were up against and they had no idea what kind of dangers they would face. But with their friends on the line, they were going to fight with every ounce of strength they had to triumph over the Hellfire Club once and for all.
However, unknown to them, their metaphorical trump card, Slayer, was in the shadows and had followed and watched them all throughout their arrival. The mutant warrior remained cloaked in his haze of magic and deception as he watched both teams head off into the facility, having truly no clue as to what they were about to face. Yet with his all seeing eye…He had a much better idea than them as to what they were up against and from what he could tell, the X-men would not be able to succeed against Sinister and his maze of tricks. They beat them before, but he knew that Hellfire had learned from their mistakes and would use every ounce of advantage they had to overcome their aggressors. The darkness that had haunted his visions was about to reach the second big step and the time for preparation and musing was up…For now was the time of action.
"Good luck X-men…" said Slayer into the tense atmosphere around him, "Believe me…You're going to need it for what you're about to face."
-Sinister's Main Lab-
Sinister was going over the data he had collected so far. The fresh DNA samples and the more in depth examinations were going very well. He was disappointed in a few things such as Emma's inability to carry children and Katherine Pryde's physical body was somewhat disappointing. Pryde's body was short and not that physical at least not as the others, but he could always 'improve' her later. Maybe with a little gene-therapy he could make her taller and increase her strength and senses.
Vincent, of course, had been difficult and he had to be knocked out. He had spirit though and his ability for survival was most impressive. He was glad that those scars he carried didn't interfere and he didn't seem to have any damaged organs or muscle damage. For the most part, there was nothing serious it seemed. He was also tempted to retrieve Mr. Lebeau's piece of brain and put it back in to give him his full abilities again.
Of course, what they didn't know what that he was going to start drugging their food after the physicals. One would be something to make them more susceptible to his influence as well as a mixture of fertility enhancers and a drug to have their sex drives increased. It would make the breeding easier with them and it would help make them more fertile and of course, it would it would help if they 'wanted' to do it at one point.
They would also be his slaves eventually and wouldn't care about the outside world. Then he could remove their collars and keep them in the more pleasant rooms that the Maximoff girl and Wagner boy had been in. He had enough rooms for many subjects, and it was too bad he couldn't drug X23, but then her healing factor would fight off anything he put in her unless it was in very large doses.
It was a pity, but then again she was just a clone and he could always make more of her. He was no stranger to cloning himself although he preferred to work with the originals. He would also save the DNA of the best specimens and he could later clone them if needed with minds totally devoted him himself.
Within three generations he would have the most perfect mutants on his side and they would then be able to wipe the world clean and start over with a new race. He would subjugate the humans since they were a dying breed anyway. Since more and more mutants were being born it was only a matter of time before humans went the way of the Neanderthal. But other mutants, the less perfect ones at least, would have to be controlled as well as rebellious elements like Magneto and others like him.
He would also have to clean up the mutant gene pool like those pathetic Morlocks. He could only imagine what those disgusting mutants were doing in the sewers. All those toxins and waste destroying their genes and bodies in ways they couldn't understand. Some were just lowly physically mutated and had no abilities. They all would have to be dealt with to prevent them from carrying their polluted genes into the masses.
But his thoughts were interrupted as he felt a familiar presence behind him. "Aw, and why am I graced with the pleasure of the Black Queen?" he said smiling as he turned to look at the tall dark haired women whom he had a strange, yet deep kinship with.
She walked sultry up to him, "Oh, just checking in. I see you are busy as ever with your new guinea pigs."
"Yes, I have some promising data, although a few might need to be altered and I'll have to remove Emma's eggs since she can't bear children."
Selene looked interested in that, "Oh? Mind if I watch that or can I cut the cow open for you?"
He smiled at her, "Sorry, but I'll need her alive so I'll have to remove those parts."
She seemed disappointed and she was. She owed Emma for smashing her face in. She may have survived and was immortal, but that had hurt! "But you can watch," he told her and she smiled at that, the image of Emma's face seeing her there would be priceless.
"I don't suppose you could give her only a mild sedative? Or better yet…Could I carry one of her children? I need a new one and the look on her face when I tell her that would be oh so worth it." She grinned evilly at him and he seemed to think about it.
"Pity, I had hoped to help in that regard," he said with a smile.
"Oh we got time for that later. That's the best part about our relationship. We have all the time in the world," she purred to him tracing a finger over his chest.
"That we do. Who would you like to be the father?"
She pondered that. She would like it if the blue demon boy was, since that child would be very interesting, but maybe she would just have him later. She looked at a monitor in the cell and saw how she was close to that boy she tortured. "Maybe her boyfriend there…"
He nodded approving her choice, "Ah yes, Vincent. He's a very good specimen…One of my best works."
"So what do you plan to do with Shaw? You know he doesn't like the idea of you playing with the ones he wants to get back at."
Sinister smiled at her and she knew he had something planned already, "I've been in contact with the other houses and they like how I've handled things so far. Shaw is an embarrassment to us all and they told me that if anything were to happen to him they wouldn't mind a new Black King in charge."
Selene nearly beamed at the thought of him being the new Black King. Together they could remake the US version of the Hellfire Club, "Well…You know that 'accidents' happen all the time and he's in that wheelchair too. I bet it's only a matter of time before something nasty happens to him."
"Indeed my dear, and I think it's time to move up in the world…" Then suddenly, an alarm sounded and Sinister quickly went to a set of monitors, killing the alarm and looking at what was on them.
"What is it?" Selene asked looking at the different screens frantically.
"It appears we have guests," he said bringing up several video screens on the four main consoles as they saw the X-Men looking around the factory area. He scratched his chin with a slightly amused look on his face. "Well now this is interesting."
"How the hell did they find you so fast?" she hissed out and saw Sage among them, "Tessa! That backstabbing bitch! I should have known."
"Well now, I guess I'll have to prepare for them. They're here sooner then I expected though," he said as he went to a control panel as he activated the security systems. Selene just looked at him in surprise. She hadn't known he was prepared for this, but then again he usually had a knack for thinking ahead. He then tapped an intercom button. "Deathstrike, Deadpool, Gauntlet, Viper and X23…We have unwanted guests. Use any means to bring them down, but try to keep as many as you can alive. If you have to kill them then so be it, but I would prefer them alive…However, that doesn't mean they have to be fully healthy."
He then typed a series of commands into the computer that would activate the sentry drones. Selene saw in one monitor large robotic machines on four legs and carried large weapons on the ends of their arms in one of them and a the other arms was a three-fingered hand. She saw other machines that looked like a silver humanoids that had several weapons on it and a nasty looking death's face on it. Others looked like giant mechanical spiders and weapon turrets opened up too.
"My, my…You've been busy," she said at the defenses.
"I like to be prepared for anything my dear. I think I'll let them in since it seems that only half of them are coming inside. I'll have some of the defense bots go out and keep the others busy."
Just then Selene felt something and she knew what, or actually who it was. "That bastard!"
Sinister looked at her surprised by her sudden outburst, "What is it?"
"That bastard is here! I can sense him!" She fumed at the presence of Slayer. His essence left a bitter taste in her mouth.
"Who?" Sinister urged her.
"That Samurai wannabe with the tattoos! That one that broke into our safe house! He's here."
Sinister wasn't phased at all, "Well then, it's just another specimen to add to the growing collection after today."
"No," she said in a cold manner that would send a chill down the spines of most people, "He's mine! I'm going to drain the life force out of him until there's nothing left." She stalked off to find him and this time she was going to kill him. No more mistakes.
"Well then…Have fun," he said before Sinister returned to the screens. "Well now…Come into my parlor said the spider to the flies." He laughed then as they got closer and closer to his grasp. Soon he would have more subjects and he couldn't wait to see what they had to offer to this project.
CHAPTER 45: SINISTER FACEOFF PART 2