Combusting Hearts
Chapter 29
"Elaine, time to wake up," I heard a voice calling out to me.
Moments later, I opened my eyes to find the man from before sitting at my bedside.
I quickly jumped away, moving against the wall in fright as I stared at him. He merely chuckled at my display, before standing up and approaching.
"Tsk, tsk my dear, you must calm down," he said, placing a hand at either side of me on the wall, leaving me with no place to go.
"W-who are you?" I choked out, my eyes darting over his face and eyes.
Although, I found out too late the mistake of looking him in the eyes. Once I did that, I couldn't even move. I frozen in place upon staring at his icy blue eyes. I could see that they were calculating and clever, while still holding a venomous allure to them that I couldn't quite place.
"Who am I? I thought we answered this question years ago my dear girl," he laughed, slowly sliding his hand down against my cheek, his fingertips rolling over it ever so gently.
The feeling itself that he gave me made me quiver.
"My name, my dear Elaine, is Victor Stain. Now, do you remember?" he questioned, watching me slowly shake my head.
I watched as he placed a hand over his heart.
"I'm hurt, really I am my dear," he said pretending to be physically hurt by my words.
Then, before I knew what was happening, his eyes starting glowing. He then pressed himself against me, pressing his lips to mine.
I felt sick as I stood there, feeling my insides turning something afoul. It was then that my eyes met his and I could feel him smirking against my lips. He then quickly twirled me around, my back pressing against his chest as he kept one arm around my waist and his other hand over my eyes.
"Remember me now?" he whispered.
Images flooded my mind like a dream being thrown at my face. I couldn't breathe as I stood there being reminded of that night years ago when I had been saved. The threats that had been made to my foster father, and the short moment of feeling safe. Although, when all was said and done, I pulled away quickly.
"G-get off me!" I yelled, pushing him away only to have him laugh at me.
I fell to the floor, a few scared tears falling from my eyes, roughly whipping my mouth on my sleeve.
"Come now, I'm sure that it couldn't have been that bad," he said, crouching down in front of me. "In fact, I've been told that I'm a rather good kisser," he taunted.
All that I did was glare at him and spit on the ground in front of him. He frowned at this, taking hold of the side of my face.
"You've grown into quite a beautiful young woman Elaine, it's a shame that your manner do not current match them," he scowled, but I didn't care, I just pulled away from him.
"I have manners, but you don't seem to have any," I spat, wishing to rid myself of the taste that he left in my mouth.
If only Remy were here... Lord, he'd be furious, but at least he'd get me away from this man.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I not as good as your little lover boy?" he asked, referring to Gambit.
"Not even close!" I yelled, "Remy is more of a man than you'll ever be!" I glared at him, hate and distaste filling my eyes.
"We'll see about that," he said with a cocky tone in his voice as he grabbed my face and crushed his lips against mine.
I tore away from him with disgust.
"It's a shame, if only you were a bit more obidient, then we could have some real fun. Alass, it must wait til later," he said as he stood back up and left the room, locking it behind him.
After that, all that I could do was cry. Tears falling from my eyes at a rapid pace and the sound of me gasping for air filling the room.
"Where could d'ey have taken her?" Gambit asked more to himself than anything as him and Logan traversed the underground sewer system.
Logan had led them to where the fight had broken out and caught wind of the scent of 6 other mutants besides Elaine and Bobby. Gambit was sure that one of them belonged to Victor according to what Bobby told them.
"One woman, five men," Logan stated, walking around a bit more and sniffing the air.
He also caught Elaine's scent as well and started running through the tunnel.
"Hey, wait for Gambit!" Gambit called out, running after Logan with a large flashlight in his hand.
He followed Logan down a few more turns of tunnels, until they spotted muddy footprints on the down and a few places where it looked like someone had been dragged. That someone they knew had to be none other than Elaine yourself.
"D'at bastard," Gambit mumbled, trudging forward passed Logan and searching the ground for more clues.
It was when Logan stopped mid step that caught Gambit's attention though.
"Ya find somethin'?" Gambit asked, his eyes looking around him.
Logan just put up a hand, sniffing the air for a moment. He then walked up to a wall, pushing against it. They heard a creeking sound.
"Hey Gumbo, get your ass over here and help me," Logan called, motioning with his hand for help.
Together, they pushed the wall open, revealing a hidden path.
"I think we'd better get everyone down here," Logan said, moving his hand to the communicator in his ear. "Yeah, we found something. Get down here."
"Now, I'm only going to ask you this one more time Elaine. Will you join me or not.
I shook my head, glaring at the man before me.
"No..." I hissed, moving away from him.
He just sighed before standing back up and retrieving something from a table. I watched him carefully as he drew closer to me once more.
"W-what is that?" I questioned moving as far away from the man as possible.
He grinned at me, producing a vile of sorts.
"This is merely something that I...commandeered from a man by the name of William Stryker," he told me, before lashing out and pinning me against the wall.
I groaned in protest as the air was momentarily knocked out of my lungs, stunning me for a moment. He then pressed his lips roughly against mine, biting my lip and drawing blood, before grabbing me harshly by the back of the neck. Moments later, I felt something like acid stinging my skin, and then all conscious control seemed to leave me.
"There we go, much better. Now, no more fighting me," he cooed, trailing his nails lightly over my cheek.
On the inside, I was wincing at his touch, screaming to be let go of whatever control he had over me. It did me little good though as I continued to stand there like a motionless doll.
"Now, dance with me my sweet," he commanded, turning to play some music.
Moments later, we were dancing across the floor to the classical melody. The whole time he kept twirling me and pulling me close, attempting to kiss my neck. All of this made me want to throw up whatever I had in my stomach. Unfortunately, that didn't happen though, but I would have laughed if it had. Oh, how I wish that it had.
"Very good my dear, you're an excellent dancer. Has anyone ever told you this?" he asked.
"Yes," was the simple answer that came out of my mouth.
"And who told you this?"
"Remy LeBeau," I answered, unable to lie or say anything else.
At the sound of his name, he seemed to grow slightly angry, but placed that on the back burner of things.
"Really now? Remy LeBeau?"
I nodded my head to his question.
"Remy is an excellent dancer as well," I spoke quietly against my will, even if the statement was true.
All I could hear was the sound of Victor growling in annoyance and frustration.
"Hm...I think I would rather continue our conversation from earlier," he said, a cruel smile on his face as he pushed me roughly down onto the bed.
The fact that terrified me the most was the fact that I couldn't move to stop him as he ravaged my skin with his mouth, kissing at my neck, biting at it for his own self pleasure. As he did this though, I felt a few tears spill from my eyes. He just laughed at me for this as his hands roamed my body without permission. I was screaming in my head for him not to touch me.
Remy! Logan! Professor! Anybody! I cried out in my mind desperately, but of course none answered.
Bastard! I cried, wishing to God that I could move, but all that I could do was barely twitch my fingers.
As he tried to go lower though, I felt a surge of energy go through me, my fingers sparking.
"Ah, are we becoming mad now?" he taunted, roughly grabbing my leg and squeezing it in his iron grip.
I felt even more tears fall at the pain, but nothing else came from me. It was then that the woman known as Jade came in, halting him from furthering his sinful assault. I silently cried a thank you to her for saving me from a terrible and traumatizing fate.
"What do you want?" Victor growled irritably.
"I thought that you'd like to know, we have company," Jade said, nodding behind her.
Victor's eyes narrowed for a moment, before a cruel smirk curled onto his cold lips.
"Finally," he started, turning back to me, "It seems as though they have finally come for you my dear. Now, let's see what they really think of you," he said, pulling me up from the bed and out of the room. "Come my dear, we can't keep company waiting," he laughed, tugging me along through the hallway.
There we go everyone, chapter 29. I hope everyone liked it, despite some of the contents. Anyway, please remember to REVIEW? I'd love to hear what people have to say about this one. Thanks everyone. :)