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.
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"Professor of what, mayhem?" Logan snorted.
"No, but you're close. Mathematics." Victor snarled. Over Logan's uncontrollable laughter, Charles glanced at Victor.
"So, you did take my advice and finish your doctorate?" He asked. Victor just nodded, never taking his glare off Logan.
"What does the girl's father have to do with anything?" Charles asked.
"I'd have left her in place if her family was reliable to protect her, but hers isn't. Her father is mentally and emotionally abusive."
"Like you'd know what that means." Logan sniped again. "Leave the...girl..." He made her gender sound obscene and Victor almost came out of the chair again. He'd had about enough out of his brother for one day. "...there, why should she be our problem?"
"Logan, that is enough. Ah know you and Victor have issues, but that is no reason to take it out on Katherine." Victor almost chuckled at the discomfort on James' face as Rogue turned on him.
"Sorry." He grumbled in Kathy's direction. Victor was looking anywhere but at the seething rage he could smell rolling off her.
"So, you brought her ta us for safety, whether she likes it or not?" Rogue asked. He gave her a curt nod. "How do you feel about that, Kathy?" Rogue's eyes moved from him to his seething companion. He was surprised at how calm the response sounded.
"Angry. I'd prefer to have been given both an explanation and a choice, but...what's done is done. I'm here, and I do need and want help with my mutation." He glanced at her. She was refusing to look at him, and he let out a low growl. She needed to understand who she belonged to.
Suddenly, James caught his eye and gave a subtle shake of his head, a signal they'd developed when they were much younger to tell each other when they were screwing something up. He glared back. If James let his woman run things that was fine for him. Victor was not going to be whipped.
"Rogue, if you would make sure our guests are comfortable in the guest suite. I don't think Victor should leave until we get the results from the test, and we run a few tests on the marks between them." Charles said. "Victor, while you are deciding your next move, I agree that you should be wary of any threats to you, or your mate. You will be welcome here as long as you need, as long as you obey my rules."
Rules, Victor snorted. As long as she was safe, for now, fine. This was a short term solution anyway.
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She stared at the pile of bags on the bed. She honestly didn't know where to start. She had no idea that he'd bought all this. She'd never has a full closet or dresser in her life, and she suddenly wondered if the generous furnishings in this opulent room would hold it all.
"Wow, Ah thought you'd only packed for spring break?" Rogue said as she walked into the room behind her. Kathy grabbed her small back pack and showed it to Rogue.
"I did."
"Then where'd all this...?"
"We stopped at Saks." She blushed as her stomach growled.
"Dayum. Let me get someone ta help ya unpack." Rogue glanced at the pile of bags on the bed the shouted "Oh, Jubileeeee!"
Kathy cringed at the shout, and at the bright yellow shirt the girl that responded to the "tarzan call" was wearing.
"Would ya mind unpackin that for our guest, Ah'm gonna take her to the kitchen and get her a Logan special."
"Sure, Chica...". The girl looked into the room, and the gave Kathy an appraising look. "You and I are gonna be good friends, Chica. I've beed drooling over that Wang since the line came out last week."
"Wang?" Kathy was embarrassed by another loud noise from her stomach.
"You two can discuss designers later, Ah need ta feed this girl."
"Hope you don't mind if I build a shrine in here...PRADA shoes and matching bag?" Jubilee shouted down the hallway after them. Rogue guided her to the kitchen.
"One Logan special coming up." She pulled a thawed steak out of the fridge and threw it in a searing hot skillet. A little salt and pepper, and she flipped it over. Kathy could feel her mouth starting to water. Next came the eggs, scrambled, with salsa and hot pepper sauce. The steak was dropped on a plate and the eggs piled on top until you couldn't see the meat. Then the whole thing was covered in cheese and jalapeño peppers and popped into the oven to melt.
Kathy was practically drooling when the concoction was dropped in front of her.
"So just nod or shake your head till you think you can talk." Rogue said as she sat down across from Kathy at the island counter. Kathy picked up the fork and knife and cut off a bite.
"So you and Creed are mated?" Kathy shrugged. She didn't know and frankly didn't care. She didn't seem to have any say in anything right now.
"Have you...you know?" She glared at Rogue and shook her head. Did the woman not understand, he was her Professor. She wouldn't put her degree at risk like that.
"Has your mutation been active long?" She shook her head and mumbled around a mouth full of the delicious food. "About three weeks."
"Three weeks? We have a feral that started about six months ago and isn't as fully manifested as you."
Kathy shrugged, and swallowed the food in her mouth. "Creed says its because I'm older."
"That's possible, how old are you?"
"Twenty-two." She took another bite. This was really good and seemed to finally satisfy the deep hunger inside her.
"Its the peppers. Any time Logan over extends his healing, he needs more than meat to rebuild what the body lost."
Kathy suddenly felt overwhelmingly tired. "And now the drowsies. You brought her here, you carry her ta bed." She felt herself being lifted up, but everything went blank.
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He looked at her curled up against his chest, sound asleep. They understood, and would see to it she got everything she needed to get her healing replenished and her body healed. He didn't even know about the peppers, he was going to have to see if Rogue would show him that dish.
He laid her on the bed, someone had pulled the covers back, and all he had to do was unfasten her shoes and slip her legs under the covers. He ran his fingers up her legs, thinking to unfasten her stockings when he felt a low growl. He looked up. Her normally brown eyes were pure black, and her feral was awake and on the prowl.
"Sleep." He commanded, she glared, but closed her eyes. He covered her up and slipped quietly from the room. She needed the sleep, and he wasn't going to allow her feral to ruin everything now.