Yoooo, hooo. :P

Ya know whattt? I didn't put a question last time. :/

Oh well—er, what's your favorite restaurant?

Mine's anywhere Chinese. (: [gots to be careful of the fried food, though. xD]

Anywhoo, I saw the Proposal today! :D

It was hilarious, of course. And Ryan Reynolds and Sandra Bullock were both spectacular. :3

Danny felt utterly helplessly and trapped within the backseat of the rusty truck…but he had a feeling it had nothing to do with the fact that his hands were bound behind his back….

[Blair/Victor]

[Blair didn't respond. Her voice seemed to be lost, while her eyes were absorbed in fear. So Victor went ahead and spoke again, "How about you scream for me? It makes it more fun." He smiled grimly and brought his claws to Blair's neck, only to yank them away a moment later. "Wait…I did say I was going to kill you slowly, didn't I? Well then, I guess I'll have to be careful—too many scratches and you'll bleed to death—"]

Blair shrank back against the ground, her whole body trembling with fear and her teeth chattering. She had been expecting to be killed, yes. But killed slowly? That was an awfully unpleasant surprise.

It she was going to die, which she was, she wanted it to be quick; not long and stretched out. Quick and painless…and if not completely painless, at least, she had hoped, it would probably only hurt for a little bit before she was gone. Forever.

But she wasn't that lucky. She was never that lucky. Victor was probably going to torture her to death—lovely. What a marvelous birthday gift.

And she had a strong feeling her torture had already begun. She was having the hardest time breathing, what with Victor's muscled body crushing down on hers. It wasn't pleasant—and she was almost positive he was trying his hardest to make her feel suffocated.

Actually, Blair was certain he was trying to make her feel suffocated. She could hardly breath at all and was only successful in taking quick, shallow breaths. And to add to that, she instinctively stiffened when she felt Victor's nails fingering her neck.

Blair swallowed hard and closed her eyes. She was waiting for the pain to come—but it wasn't. Not yet. But she knew it was on its way…and death was right behind it….

As one of Blair's eyes peeked open, taking a glance at Victor to see his expression, Victor spoke in his husky voice and said, "All right—let's see what it sounds like when you scream." Blair felt her wrists being gripped tightly in Victor's hands, and then she felt pain. Her wrists were being bent backwards, much farther than they were meant to. Then something cracked in both wrists—and it hurt. Horribly.

Blair shrieked in pain—but she knew that this wasn't the worst to come. This was probably somewhat merciful compared to what Victor was going to do to her.

Victor smirked at Blair, clearly savoring her screams, and he wanted more. "And that's only the beginning, Blair," he said mercilessly. With that, he let go of Blair's wrists and they fell to her sides, bent at odd angles.

"Ouch—ouch," Blair whimpered—whatever had broken in her wrist's was throbbing unbearably.

"That's right," Victor sneered, "it hurts, doesn't it?" He smiled his usual wicked smirk and brought his sharp-clawed hands to Blair's stomach. His smirk widened casually as he raked his claws against her stomach, tearing through her shirt and her flesh.

Blair screamed louder than she'd ever screamed in her life. She wished that she were numb. She didn't want to feel the pain—and the pain that was only beginning—Victor's claws tearing through her flesh—the searing, mind boggling pain….

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!" Blair cried, tears swerving down her cheeks at an alarming rate. "S-stop—stop!"

Victor chuckled gruffly in a deeply pleased way and tore his claws out of Blair's flesh. Blood squirted out of the wounds, pouring down her stomach and to the ground. Soon Blair was lying in a puddle of blood, shaking and sobbing relentlessly.

"Beg—beg for the pain to stop," Victor snarled at Blair, still smirking evilly.

Blair didn't want Victor to have that satisfaction—the pleasure of hearing her plead for him to stop tormenting her—but she knew it would just anger him if she refused. "P-please," she begged, "please…please…stop…V-Victor…."

And that little begging already seemed to please Victor immensely—but not enough. It would never be enough for him. "Beg more," he hissed, kneeing Blair in the stomach where she was injured, causing her to cry out in agonizing pain.

"Please," she screamed desperately. "It h-hurts, please…" she added, whimpering quietly.

Victor smiled wider so that his teeth were revealed. "Good girl," he purred pleasingly. "Okay, you can scream again." His eyes glinting with eagerness, Victor gripped Blair by the hair and tugged on her head so it was no longer rested on the ground. Then he dug his nails into her touch scalp that, unfortunately for her, was easily penetrable compared to his claws.

Blair could feel the warm wetness of her blood leaking through her hair and down her face and back. Blood slithered into her eyes so much that she had to pitifully raise her broken wrists and wipe it away.

She was desperate for the pain to stop. She couldn't take it—and the blood she was coated in was sickening, although it was hers. "Victor…stop…please…" she pleaded desperately, staring weakly up at him with a feebly hopeful expression.

However, Victor stared back at her with the same devious smirk he almost always wore, not even the slightest twinge of guilt crossing his expression. "Well," he began coolly, "I'll kill you in a bit, but first—" He cut himself off and got off of Blair, allowing her to breath easier. But then, to her misfortune, Victor shoved his foot against Blair's kneecap and there was a very definite snap.

Blair shrieked in pain. Her kneecap had just been snapped open—the pain was too much to bear—Blair needed it to stop. She wanted Victor to kill her so that the pain would fade away…. She wanted to die….

[Danny/Logan/Gambit]

It had been an hour. All hope was lost. Blair was gone. The only questionable part of the situation now was why Victor hadn't returned yet. What was taking him so long? Surely he hadn't gotten lost in the woods. He could just sniff his way back….

The tears were flowing worse than ever now that Danny's hope was completely crushed. Blair, the girl he liked oh-so-much, was gone forever. And the only person who could have possibly saved her was unconscious….

Or…or maybe not…. Danny's eye glanced for a mere second at Logan , and he thought he saw Logan 's nose twitch. Regaining a small amount of hope, Danny's eyes widened and he bellowed, " Logan ? Logan ? Are you conscious again?"

And for fifteen intense moments, Logan didn't respond—but then, on the sixteenth second exactly, Logan 's eyes flickered open, making Danny's heart leap with hope. He'd never been so happy to see Logan conscious before. " Logan ! Logan !" he shouted happily, "thank God, Logan. Thank God…" Then, realizing that he was blubbering like a baby, Danny wiped the tears out of his eyes with his sleeve and smiled weakly.

"Why are you crying?" Logan snorted stiffly.

And, as if it was completely out of Danny's control, the tears began flowing from his eyes like a waterfall. He could hardly speak, but he managed to choke out one word: "Blair."

Then, realizing exactly what Danny was saying, Logan 's claws erupted from his knuckles and he tore apart the ropes that bound his hands. "Danny—what happened?—where is Blair?—what happened when I fell unconscious?"

"Emma said that Victor could kill Blair and she ran into the woods. Victor chased after her…I…I don't know what happened…I couldn't follow, obviously…." Danny's face became screwed up as the tears came flowing even harder than before, if that was physically possible.

At that moment, Logan leapt at Danny, untied his hands, shouted "Let's go!" and jumped out of the car and tore into the woods.

Danny followed, hardly able to keep up with Logan —but he still hadn't gained even the slightest twinge of hope towards Blair. Logan couldn't bring back the dead….

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SO—WHATS GONNA HAPPEN? :P

Poor, poor Blair. [evil cackle] xP

Review. (: