I have made a Victor X OC oneshot story for X Men origins wolverine. Be sure to check out my Riddick X OC fanfiction for Mystery Fictions and I am working on a Hoffman X OC oneshot, along with a Hoyt Volker X OC oneshot. Long Chapter for you guys to. Enjoy!
Chapter 17:Learning your pasts and Creating futures
Benny pulled back the slide on the gun aiming it and then handing it to me. I wore pirate attire with black combat boots that were a big to big for my feet.
"Take a deep-" I aimed the gun and shot it making a clean shot at the ceramic pot causing it to shatter and fall to the ground. "Lucky shot!" He claimed, I shrugged plainly aiming again at the second pot and shooting at it, causing it to shatter and fall as the first had. He stood silent as I placed the gun in the back of pants.
"Vaas taught me how to shoot."
"Really?"
"Yep, it was a long time ago though."
"What else did he teach you?" Benny and I started walking our way back down the tree lined path back to Vaas's camp. The wind was cool against my skin, the sun high up in the sky, the dirt clumpy and moist against my bare feet, it was soon to rain the clouds already forming and the air thick with humidity.
"He taught me a lot of things. He taught me how to fight, how to hunt, how to craft, and heal. He practically taught me as if I was Rakyat."
"Isn't that what those tattoos mean?" I stopped in the middle of the path, he stopped a little ahead of me looking over his shoulder at me. I stared at him strictly. How did he know that? He shouldn't know anything about me other than what I have told him? I didn't trust him, I didn't trust any of these pirates, but Benny he was different from the others and I could tell by the way he held himself, the way he talked. He had morals compare to the others.
"How do you know about them?"
"The night Vaas brought you in, we all saw it. When it stopped raining we came out to continue the party and he walked in with you unconscious in his arms." I nodded my head in approval, I continued walking down the path Benny following. "How are the stitches?" He asked, the stitches were fine, I haven't really cared any about the pain cause I had more important things on my mind like revenge on Vaas, suicide, Jessica, my family, Citra, these things all disturbed me for some reason.
"They are fine."
"Okay..." He agreed half hearted. "Now you want to go over your job at the camp?"
"I don't want a job that has anything to do with killing anybody other Vaas."
"Sadly there is no job like that. A pirate kills when they need to kill, if you are supposed to take care of the rejects then you take care of the rejects, understood?"
"You don't Boss me around."
"I don't but Vaas does, your a pirate now."
"Whatever!" I crossed my arms and looked the other way with annoyance, rolling my eyes.
"Now, there are three rules that you must follow or else the other pirates will execute you."
"I'm listening..."
"Rule number one, don't mess with the product."
"You won't have a problem with me. I'm not into girls." He rolled his eyes back at me.
"Rule number two, no weed, cocaine, or heroine until the day is done, if not when you are on your break."
"I don't take drugs."
"And the last rule, the most important of all... Never ever slack off. We all get paid and hate when someone gets paid for not doing work. At least walk around and guard or whatever if you're going to slack off make sure it isn't obvious."
"Hmm..." I nodded my head, obviously you can tell that this was not my idea, this was something I didn't want to do and I was practically being forced into it. I hated that cage and I wasn't going to stay in that cage any longer than I had to and at this point I didn't have to.
We walked back out into the camp, as usual eyes kept a glance on me as Benny guided me between two shanties which led onto a dirt road with a red jeep in the center. Benny reached into his pocket pulling out car keys, a red skull keychain hanging off of it. I snorted as we stopped beside the car, my eyes finding themselves staring out into the jungle on the other side of it. I could run, I could survive, but where would I go? Wasn't going to join Citra... Wasn't going to kill myself even though that seemed like the better option.
"Mirabella?" I turned over to Benny who was sitting soundly in the drivers seat.
"Yeah?"
"You coming?" He asked with raised eyebrows. He knew my answer, just making sure. I nodded my head silently before circling the car and entering the passenger seat on the other side. I found a wahini with the head of what appeared to be... My head angled back with slight disbelief... Vaas. It was hand made and decorated, a mini version of Vaas with a Hula skirt. I glared over at Benny who stared back with a confused expression.
"This is Vaas's jeep."
"Oh..." I nodded my head, trying to hold back the laughter that was soon to pass my lips. Benny stepped on the gas pedal and we started going down the road. "So... Vaas is out?"
"Yep. He's always so busy, you know?
"Didn't seem busy when I was around." I retorted causing Benny snicker.
"If he can find time for the filthy whores that walk around this island, he can find time for you."I gritted my teeth and crossed my arms, I did not deserve that comment, nope... Not at all... Yet, I had nothing to say about it either. Vaas probably thought me as a whore, he said it himself, I meant nothing to him. Benny kept driving on. "So why did you chose Camp murder?"
"That's the only one I have heard of. Some guy named-"
"Michael?" I stared at him and nodded my head.
"How did you know that?"
"One, I know everyone around here and two, Vaas asked me to switch him, told me it had to do with you. Honestly Vaas would kill me right now if he knew I was taking you to CM."
"Why?"
"Because he likes you or something, how the hell would I-"
"No... Why are you taking me there if you know the consequences?" Benny was silent, he gulped once before finally stating his answer.
"It's all about respect around here... A woman like you won't get around much unless she proves what she's got. Not going to lie, your intimidating and have what it takes just have to show it and the best place to do that is Camp Murder. Wasn't my first idea, but when you said it, I immediately agreed." I nodded my head, he was probably bringing me hell, but no need to worry, this would make me stronger, bring me that much closer to taking my revenge and trust me I will take it.
It was another half hour or so of driving until Benny stopped the car next to what appeared to be a desolate outpost. The jungle brush surrounded it other then the road that stood at its front. Benny parked beside a large stack of logs. A building across from the logs that sat in the middle of the small outpost, a small fire between them. The building had a red door and a blue plastic draped over the flat roof, a large wire jeep beside it. From what I could see where three pirates to be exact, one shorter than the other carrying a bottle of rum in one of his bandaged handing. Bottles lined down the black vest he wore on his torso allowing most of his skin to be revealed and green pants. He was stumbling around drunk barefoot and finding himself against the stack of logs.
The others couldn't be told apart other than height and attire, both wearing the same as Vaas, one was about seven feet tall, large and broad shoulders, he was buff and I wouldn't deny the fact that he had a large AK in his left hand lazily hanging. The last one was about medium height, he looked familiar and the more I stared at him, the more I realized it was Michael. I gulped slouching down in my seat as Benny exited the vehicle, he peered through the window at my sunken form.
"You being a pussy?" He then just walked off, I sat up taking a deep breath and nodding my head in assurance. I exited the jeep, all eyes were on me. "I'm calling a camp meeting."
"Why is she fucking here Benny?!"
"I don't think that's how I would talk to the person that saved my life." Michael took a threatening step forward.
"I can talk to you however I want whore." Michael glared over at Benny with angry eyes, Michael looking at me again, staring my attire up and down. Benny just snorted and shrugged.
"Vaas wants her here." I then glared over at Benny, he was lying... Well at least half way lying.
"Why would Vaas send this bitch to the same place that he sent me?"
"Wants to make her tougher I guess." There was a silence as Michael looked back and forth from me to Benny, he made an annoying guttural groan before turning and walking to the small fire that just so happened to be lit during the day. He sat down stubbornly beside it staring at the flames as they danced over the wood.
"Let's get this over with." He growled, Benny placed his hands on his hip nodding his head in that moment I assumed that they had a past together.
They four of us surrounded the fire with Michael, Benny standing at one side, I standing beside him.
"This is Mirabella. Everyone say 'Hi'." The other two pirates let out a grungy 'hello' in unison while Michael just muttered something under his breath. "For those of you who don't know, Mirabella was Vaas's girlfriend." All pirates except Michael's eyes widened, they must had been in disbelief that Vaas could love anyone."He wants her to do some work around the island, she was chosen for this particular camp." Lies, I hoes this particular camp. I kept my eyes on Michael as Benny persisted to talk, Michael didn't seem into it. He represented every monster that Vaas created even Vaas's inner monster, a poisonous man that it would do me good to stay away from. Why I had thrown myself in Vaas's range because of him I didn't know. Perhaps it was my innocence, an innocence that will break the moment Vaas's blood is in my hands. I looked back over at Benny starting to listen to the rest of his conversation. "So... And I do mean it, she is to be treated with much respect, she knows the rules, and she knows how to kill." Benny silenced when he hear Michael snort, Michael looked up at us all eyes on him.
"Kill? She can't stand to watch anyone in pain."
"And you've witnessed it?" Benny countered with slight annoyance.
"I have, in fact she's the one that kept Vaas from killing me that night."
"Then maybe you should stop moaning and groaning about me not having a dick and finally nut up about the fact that I will be working with you. I think I do gain some fucking respect from that night! If it wasn't for me you'd be thrown into the next ash pile that just so happens to be resting around." I snapped angrily, everyone seemed especially surprised by my sudden outburst. My teeth ground against each other, I was furious, when Vaas was a kid he never had the guts to continue an argument, then again he never lost. I only never lost when it was against someone else and this guy was not going to win.
"My point exactly." Benny stated gesturing to me. "She already knows Michael who's next."
"I'm Vadim." Answered the tall one, he must have been African depending on his accent. He held a strong hand out wrapped in bandages, I nodded, reaching my hand out to grab his shaking it. When I pulled it away he gestured to the shortest pirate. "That's George." George just nodded, must still be skeptical about me being a woman.
"Great now that we have that settled I have to go. Now we have it clear that she is not to be touched?"
"Yeah." Vadim nodded, I smiled lightly at least he was one nice guy, other than Michael and just maybe the George dude.
"Good, I'll be back in three weeks."
"What three weeks?" I glared at him, my smile faded, he snorted.
"That's the next time you see Vaas." I froze, that sounded to long now that I have seen this camp and have met the average everyday pirates, the native, the drunkie, and the monster. I sighed and nodded my head to Benny who tuned left for the jeep.
"See you Benny."
"Adios Bell." Benny entered the jeep and drove off, I feeling slight regret, but I am sure if I had chosen any other camp I would regret that more.
"Hey Bella." I turned and looked over at Vadim. "Where will you sleep?"
"Out here."
"On the ground?" Michael intervened. "Sounds like a proper place for Vaas's-"
"Shut your fucking mouth." I snapped calmly at Michael who cowered away standing up and leaving behind the small building.
"Then I guess you will be watching guard on your first night if that's okay."
"Yeah that's fine, I have trouble sleeping anyways." I could only hope that the night will come sooner.
My eyes fluttered open and when I saw his green eyes I somehow smiled, my body was lifeless almost as if I couldn't control it wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling rough lips to my soft ones. I moaned dramatically against him as his tongue surfaced mine and pushed through gaining- A bloodcurdling scream surrounding us broke the kiss that we had and in this moment the sky turned a dark grey and Vaas had disappeared from beneath my fingertips. I sat up on the dirt ground and stared around with an absence in my heart that I hadn't found before.
Suddenly I held a gun in my hand, the weight was easy to me, the old metal sinking almost naturally into my palm. I froze at the sight before me, the sight all around me. On her knees Jessica sat before me, pirates surrounding in the distance and the rough hands of a familiar man caressing my hips. I gulped, the clouds releasing a frozen rain that engulfed me and everyone around me entirely, the droplets flew across my skin as it heavily hit my person.
Vaas's arms wrapped around my hands on the gun and he made me raise it up to Jessica's head. The trigger beneath my pointer finger I stood staring at her blank expression.
"Do it Mirabella!" She screamed at me, causing me to back into the hard chest that belonged to Vaas. His warmth is what I seemed and instead I felt closer and paler.
"You're just a monster! No one ever truly loved you! Not Vaas, not me, not even your pathetic parents. Kill me! It's all your fault!"
"Do it Bella." The Spanish voice whispered into my ear, a hot breath giving me a glimpse of what warmth he held. "For me... For us... For OUR family." I realized my mistakes in that moment and nothing, but grief clouded my judgement. I shook with terror raising the gun up further I gasped and closed my eyes when the metal touched my head. I took a deep breath before pulling trigger.
"No! Vaas!" I screamed aloud as I woke up with sweat pouring down my skin, an uncontrollable warmth surrounding me, and the humid air around blocking my lunges. My sweaty hair stuck to my skin and trailed down my shoulder, my breath was irregular, my heart pounding through my rib cage with a thousand sorrows per second urging through my head. "Fuck..." I groaned, the fire before me was nearly out, I hopped up onto my feet and froze when a stack of wood scraps was thrown into the fire. I looked to the enacted of the action to find it was Vadim. He held an iron stare before slowly sitting down into an Indian style position at the fires side, I shakily sat down myself and while taking a loud sigh I rested my head back against the barrel I was sleeping against before.
"You're going to make everybody think Vaas is here." Vadim stated softly in a half chuckle.
"I wish he was..." Vadim looked confused for a moment, I'm not surprised that he was. "So that I could put a bullet in his head." He then understood nodding his head and staring down at the fire.
"What did he do to you? Did he uck another woman or something?" I snorted shaking my head.
"I wish it was just that... he killed my friend, my family, and he most importantly broke my heart." Vadim scooted forward, wait a second.
"And you want him dead?"
"More than anyone here." He nodded his head.
"Vaas doesn't love, he can't."
"He use to love... He use to make you feel like the greatest person that ever lived... And then... Things happened when I was gone."
"Don't blame it on yourself. It was Citra's fault, Vaas is a great man, just depends on which way you look at him." There was a deep silence as we both stared at the fire, I thinking about Vaas, him thinking about whatever he was thinking.
"Is it hard?" I asked, he glared up at me and shrugged.
"What?"
"Being a pirate. Like how did you get here?" He nodded his head to himself before licking his lips.
"I am here for my wife and kids, Vaas was recruiting and I saw the opportunity."
"How many kids?"
"Three... A daughter, Zeza, and two sons, Joel and Kevin."
"When was the last time you saw them?" He sighed raising his hands to brush through his chestnut spiky hair.
"Hmph..." He sighed. "Um... About three months."
"Three months?"
"I have to provide for them somehow."
"Sadly you have to be a pirate to do that." Vadim stood up from his place by the fire, his hands in fists, I may know how to fight, but no doubt in my mind he could overpower me, but I knew he wouldn't.
"My family and I have no where else to go. At the worst time this island gave us salvation, it's people the same... If I didn't kill and pillage, and trust me I don't want to, but if I didn't my family wouldn't live. I protect my family by doing this, you wouldn't understand." His voice was strict and brisk, to him I was just a kid, through his eyes I must had been weak and fragile. He slowly sat back down his wrists hanging off his knees.
"I-I'm sorry..." I stated, he glared up at me from the fire again. "I'm not use to this. I came home to a different man... To a different lifestyle... To a different island. I'm trying to stay strong, but I realize how much this island had changed me already." I closed my eyes and shook my head, tears forming at the corners of my eyes, I rose my head up brushing the tears away and sniffling. "I'm not going to cry and be weak about it though... I'm going to be strong and prove that I have what it takes to make things right."
"You can't make things right, bell. No one can."
"You're wrong... I'm going to make things right." I said with a solid expression, he nodded his head with respect.
"We need to go hunting when the sun barely rises over the trees. Get food for the others." "Okay."
"You know how to hunt?"
"Yeah... I love to hunt." He turned back to the fire.
"If you need a good weapon there is a cabinet inside. Be careful not to wake the boys." I stood up swaying the dirt off my pants, I nodded to him and then walked up to the red door of the small building. He stared back over his shoulder for a moment before my hand grabbed the brass shining knob. The moon was high in the sky and the moist ground almost glittered around the camp like crystal water. I took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping inside slowly, the horrible stench of alcohol and Marijuana flooded my nostrils.
I stared around the dark room, the sound of snoring brought my attention to an occupied navy blue sleeping bag in the corner. It was Michael, he slept on his belly, his head on the rotten wood of the floor. George was sitting and sleeping against the other corner of the room with a large bottle of Vodka in his grasp. The floor was covered in fallen papers and used clothing, a box between the two slumbering pirates had a white powder piled on it, cocaine, a blunt of weed that was half smoked still lit and hanging of the ashtray side.
A laptop rested beside them both, the screen dark from no attention. Across the wall closest to me beside George was a large metal cabinet, in it I could see a variety of weapons and painted on it was guns... How obvious... I thought as I navigated slowly through the cluttered mess on the floor, I walked over to the cabinet, my hands met the latch holding the doors closed. I unlatched it and slowly opened it, my eyes widened at the artillery found in the small area itself.
In order there was a sniper rifle, RPG, assault rifle, PMG, and a bow with a quiver full of metal tipped arrows. The rifle seemed like a nice choice, but that was to noisy, that ruled out the other weapons other than the bow which after all was my specialty. I smirked lightly as I grabbed the handle rest of the bow, the wrap of the quiver was a brown leather and itself was a dark black. The arrows feathers looked handmade, I grabbed the wrap and pulled it up over my shoulder, quietly closing the cabinet doors and waltzing slowly back out the door.
When I exited it was silent, Vadim still sat soundly by the fire I joined him at my original place, placing the quiver down beside me and holding the bow tightly in my grasp. He glanced over at me and smiled dearly.
"You good with a bow?"
"I don't know... It's been a while. I'm good with a gun still... A little rusty."
"How did you and Vaas meet?" He asked, a lump subsided in my throat, I shook my head.
"I don't want to talk about it." He nodded his head.
"Still can't believe Vaas and you are fucking boyfriend and-"
"Were!" I clarified. "We were... Not anymore." He understood and after that there was a silence, my stomach growled again, I had forgotten to eat after I made my agreement with Benny. I sat up slightly more attentive, the bow still in my right hand.
"Hey Vadim." He snapped his gaze over to me. "You have any food around here."
"If we did, I wouldn't say we should go hunting. Contain yourself, the sun is soon to rise."
"I haven't eaten for at least three weeks."
"Why not?" He asked with a keen curiosity.
"Vaas threw me in a cage, in defiance I didn't eat what they gave me." He snorted shaking his head.
"Stupid girl." My hands clenched and I growled. "Only a wise woman would know to eat when good is given to her."
"A wiser woman would know that defiance gets her beyond the bars of a cage."
"Only In some cases." He answered back, I shook my head with annoyance.
"You must not sleep much?"
"No, I don't really sleep unless I need to."
"A wise man would know that without sleep he is weaker."
"A wiser man knows never..." He emphasized 'never'. "To sleep until his family is safe." I looked down at the dirt, couldn't find a good comeback to that. what was he late thirties, early forties, doesn't mean he is the wisest man alive. I knew what he meant, by his family being safe, his family will never be safe on an island like this and as he said. He has no home anywhere else. We sat for a couple hours, I knew not what to do other than stare at the fire as think about myself... Suicide stuck in my mind like glue and I couldn't get it out. I must be going mental all these things that have happened have made me this way and there was nothing I Could do about it. Va- no... I took a deep breath closing my eyes and trying to think of something else. He can't help me... Because it was him who made me this way... I blame the events that have passed and to come all on him and I won't let myself die until he is dead.
The sun peaked up beyond the trees, my eyes slowly closing just before they flashed open to a tapping on my shoulder, I blinked twice before recognizing Vadim.
"Let's go." I nodded my head in response and stood up grabbing the bow, I took the bowstring and put it around my torso while wrapping the diver's strap around my torso.
He held a large sniper rifle, the strap hanging off his shoulder, the barrel facing up as it hanged off his right shoulder, he started walking forward.