Okay I had another one hit me. Yes I know I have unfinished ones, and blame the blockage monster - and a few real world blockages - at least the creative juices are flowing in some direction.
Summary: We all know that the most successful hunters, serial killers, and psychopaths hide in plain sight, successfully blending in with normal society. Logically, Sabretooth should follow that trend. I've written him in a normal environment before, but not like this. 25 years after Origins, Origins Sabretooth/Victor CreedXOC. (Yes that puts him 'working' during X1, I am assuming the events of X1 took place over spring break, and that Creed has some control of how to alter his appearance so he is not 'recognized' in his 'day job.')
Disclaimer: I don't own them, no really I don't. I swear I make nothing off of this except the satisfaction to get some sick stuff out of my head safely. Again typed on the Blackberry so forgive any typos
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"Are you going to class today?" Val asked.
"No, gonna study for that damned calc test. Had all my other mid terms last week, we're just starting the new stuff and Steph's taking notes for me."
"Okay, glad you're feeling better, you were a real bitch while you were...sick." Val flopped on her bed. 'I kinda like the new nails though, wicked." Kathy grinned at her, Val was a friend and she couldn't blame her for being a little freaked out. "So you finally getting away for spring break?" Val nodded at the small bag she was packing?
"No, going to dad's for the week, I only have a few things I can wear right now so I'm taking them with me."
"Your dad's an ass, you know that right, hell I have more 'disposable' money than you do, and I'm broke. You need to tell him you need new clothes."
"I can't, at least not right now, he's still pissed about the mutation thing. I guess I'm lucky he's still talking to me."
"Only because he doesn't want to lose the slave labor."
Kathy changed the subject. "So what are your break plans?"
"Frank's taking me to meet his parents. We're leaving tonight."
"Wow, that serious?"
"Maybe."
"I'm happy for you." Kathy gave her a hug. "Its about time things started going right."
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He waited until the roommate left with a suitcase before climbing in the window.
"What the..."
"Brought you lunch."
"If you get caught doing this you'll loose your job and I'll get kicked out of school." She didn't refuse the bag he handed her. At least he knew she was eating one good meal a day, not enough to fully charge her healing factor, but enough to keep her from seeing humans as a food source.
"Just remember, test tomorrow, don't pass, you're out of school anyway." He wanted to chuckle at the evil look she gave him.
He wasn't going to do it, hell he was going to make sure she passed, but he'd rather she did it on her own. She needed to have the confidence that would give her.
"You packed?"
"Not yet."
"Leave it on the bed when you go to class, and leave the rest to me. Meet me at the alley, I'll pick you up."
"What if I don't want to go?" She glared at him. A few days away from her father and her backbone was starting to grow back. He had to teach her who was boss, but he didn't want to break her spirit.
"Then I'll just find you, and drag you kicking and screaming to the car."
"No you won't, you'd lose your job." Right now what she didn't know was a big advantage for him. He glanced at the half packed bag and did a quick mental rearrangement of his plans. Replacing her threadbare wardrobe was going to have to come first.
"Then be there." He growled and climbed out the window. He had to get to his last class and get that mid term out of the way. The last class had actually cheered when he told them there was no class on Thursday.
His TA was waiting when he got back. "You have a student that needs advisement for the summer session, and your class starts in ten minutes."
"Who's the student?" He rushed into his office to grab the test papers and his research notes to work on during the test.
"Raven Darkholm." He glared at the TA. Damn Myst, what the hell did she want!
"Get them started on the test I'll be there as soon as I am done advising." He handed her the test papers.
"But..."
"I have to take this. You can handle observing the test, now go." He snapped.
He heard her tell someone they could 'go in' and he steeled his back for the battle ahead.
"I never thought you would settle down to this, Sabretooth." She said as she glided into the room. She hadn't changed a bit in fifteen years, not that he could tell, she was wearing a human face. He'd know her scent anywhere, if only in self defense.
He sat behind the desk, and glared. "What do you want?"
"I can't visit an old friend?" She sat in the chair in front of his desk, and crossed her legs, the short skirt riding up exposing her long legs.
"Only if your master tells you too, tell me how's the old Jew doing?" He snarled the words, ignoring her attempt to get his 'attention'.
"He's well, as well as can be expected at his age." She smiled at him and leaned forward, exposing her cleavage in the low-cut dress.
"What does he want?" He wasn't buying, she didn't have anything he hadn't sampled and was interested in sampling again.
"You to come home." She said it with a sultry lilt to her voice, and licked her lips.
"Sorry, I like my life." He leaned back in his chair, propping one knee against the edge of the desk, he wanted the leverage if he needed to move quickly.
"Living like a slave? Obeying homo sapiens?" She sneered at him.
"Why now, Raven." He chuckled at her angry hiss. "Did your informants tell you SHIELD released my assets? Or did Toad?"
"Toad is a loyal brother, unlike others."
"Really, is that why he took my job offer last night. He sounded desperate and lonely to me." He gave her his cold smile, the one most people were smart enough to be afraid of. "He certainly jumped at the money I offered him for his old job back."
"The war is..." She started.
"Your rhetoric won't work on me, I only took the job; and that is all it was, a job; to begin with to ease the blood lust, now I have another outlet. Besides, things are fairly mutant neutral right now, there are fringe groups, like Humanity First, but there's still Neo Nazis, Skinheads and Black Panthers. Mutants are mainstream, and there is no reason to stir up trouble. At least not in the States." She looked at him in shock. "I can't sit in this chair and do what I do without a mind and an education, Mystique. I've never been the dumb animal you and Magneto always thought I was. Now get out of my office."
She stood gracefully, he had to give her that. At over a century, she still moved with a grace few human females could duplicate for even a decade.
"You will come home, this 'peace' will not last forever, they will try to control us."
"Get out, I've got to go give an algebra exam."
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Kathy watched the woman leave his office. She didn't know who she was, but if she ever showed her face around here again, Kathy was going to claw it off. She didn't know where the surge of jealousy came from, hell she didn't even like him most of the time, but the thought of that woman touching him just sent her into a blind rage. He belonged to Kathy, weather he liked it or not. She knocked on the door before he could leave.
"I needed help on one of the problems?" She said.
"I've got to go check on the test, you can wait, I'll be right back." He snapped at her. She sat down in the chair in front of his desk. The room was not what she'd ever expected a math professor's office to be like, the huge mirror, the treadmill in the corner, the shelves filled with philosophy books next to the math greats.
She could smell something that smelled like a snake or a lizard in the room. She kept looking for an aquarium or something.
"Damn..."he said as he came in the door. "Let me get a window open. She always smells lizardy when she's pissed."
"Who?"
"An old...friend."
She didn't know why she felt a sudden pain in her gut at the way he said it.
"I was working this problem in the book, and I keep getting an answer that's different than the one in the book. The book has to be wrong. Everything works right on all the other problems, but this one is..." She was showing him the book.
"Wrong. Damn, you're the first student to actually figure out the book is wrong. I deliberately chose this version of the text for the errors in it, to see if anyone would figure it out." She felt a surge of warmth as she realized he was really smiling at her, one that actually reached his eyes.
"So I did it right?"
"Yes."
"I am not worried about this test any more." She picked up her book and notes and stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow."
She turned to walk to the door and he moved quickly, leaping over the desk, and closing the door. He stalked across the floor and she backed up until she was against the desk.
"Profess..." She started.
"Victor...and get used to saying it." He growled low, not threatening, but something that stirred things inside her.
"You're putting your job at risk, and my degree." She almost whimpered as his hands landed on the desk on either side of her hips.
"No, I'm not." He grinned at her. She felt his breath on her neck and nearly melted to the floor, the only thing holding her up was the desk behind her and his body looming over her. She looked up at him, and caught a strange look in his eyes right before he kissed her.
It was tentative, like he didn't know how, and she found her hand on his cheek, brushing the short sideburns as she parted her lips and let herself taste his. He growled low again and she felt one hand move from the desk to her back, pressing her against him. She felt his tongue brush hers, but pull back. She licked his lips, and as he parted them she tasted his mouth, stroking his tongue with hers. She felt the growl this time, rather than heard it and the hand on her back seemed to be trembling.
He pulled back, and she caught the strange look again before he stepped back.
"You'd better get back to your dorm. And try to eat something and get some sleep. We're leaving right after the test." He growled the last and it was his normal threatening growl. She smiled and picked up the book and papers that had fallen to the floor.
"I'll be there." she said softly.