-1The Rant

Chapter 50

Jubilee was in a tight spot, without her powers, the lives of her babies depending on her, and a crazy doctor standing in front of her with a gun that can hurt her; she really didn't have very many options.

"Step aside, freak, and I promise you that your freak brats won't get hurt."

"Why are you doing this? Don't you realize that what your doing is wrong! How can you be so cold as to throw the lives of three innocent babies away to Weapon X?"

"Easy, for starters, I hate kids, and secondly I'm not doing this for just Weapon X… No. I'm doing this for the one man, who had to suffer persecution from his followers, just because of who his parents were."

"And who might that be?"

"Graydon Creed. Victor Creed and Raven Darklome's deceased human son!"

"Graydon Creed?" she blinked, "What does a psychopath like him got to do with you?"

"Shut your mouth! I wouldn't expect a mutie freak like you to understand. No one understood Graydon Creed and what he stood for, no one stood by him in his time of need, except for me. I Doctor Fumii Etari! Graydon Creed's right hand man and loyal supporter."

'Gotta keep this guy talkin', so I can figure out a way to take him out without my babies getting hurt.' she thought to herself.

"It's true that Graydon's lineage did frighten his followers and even drove his partners to turn against him, but those buffoons wouldn't even listen… And now… Graydon Creed is dead and do you want to know what the ironic thing is? It was his own mother that killed him. The very woman who gave him life and brought him death. After I apprehend you and your sniveling brats, I'll avenge Graydon Creed's name by wiping out the two people who cause him the most pain."

"You're sick, doc! After you snuff Mystique and Sabertooth out, what makes you think that that's gonna make some kind of a difference, huh? Graydon will still be dead."

"Silence! I have heard enough out of your filthy mutant mouth, I'm going to- What are you staring at!" Doctor Fumii Etari turned around to look behind him and to his horror he saw what appeared to be a very angry and very huge mutant. "AGH! Get away from me you mutant freak!" he fired off an energy shot at the large figure, smiling to himself, as he saw him drop to his knees, holding his chest in pain, "Ha! No mutant is safe when I hold this weapon."

"Just one problem…" growled the large figure, his eyes glowing red, "I'm no mutant!"

"What!"

The large figure stepped into the light, revealing that it is none other than Turk. The smaller man shook with fear, "What's wrong, human? Haven't you seen anything like me before? Oh, that's right… It's because I'm the last of my kind, that's to your backstabbing inferior race!" With lightning reflexes, Turk grabbed the doctor by the throat and held him above his head. The doctor raised his gun to fire, but Turk grabbed his arm with his free hand and ripped the doctor's arm straight from the socket. The doctor's screams echoed through the house, "Not so bad ass without your little toy now are you?" he looked over and saw the wound on Jubilee's shoulder, he growled furiously, and turned his attention back to the doctor, "You hurt her! You will die slow!" With that he began ripping the rest of the doctor's limbs off one by one, leaving his head. Then he dug his claws into the doctor's chest and ripped the surface layer of skin off like it was paper. After that he merely ripped out all of his entrails and then crushed his skull in one massive hand. "That was fun."

"Turk…" the sound of Jubilee's voice made him drop everything that he was doing and race to her said.

"Jubilee! Thank God that you are safe!" he embraced her and she embrace him. Without even thinking he kissed her, happy to know that the woman that he deeply loved was safe.

Off in the distance, Creed had managed to pick himself up and walk into the nursery, there he saw Turk embracing and kissing his Jubilee.