Chapter 4
Victor creed's head ached as it lolled to the side. His eyes opened weakly. It felt like he was hit upside the head with a giant tree trunk. Lights hit his eyes and he slammed them shut and moaned. He heard laughing in the background.
It was a Female's.
He felt her small hands on him. Pulling him to sit upright. His head ached as he opened his eyes again, the harsh light now gone. He could smell her, and it was delicious. He shuddered slightly as the memories from whenever he was awake flooded back.
Naomi Williams. Class 5 feral, with a powerful healing factor and psychic abilities. He found her file in the remnants of Stryker's 3 mile island, attached to Terra's file. He found Terra's twin's file but it was of no interest once he saw her's.
She had a long history of being in the Wars. She outdated them, he and Logan, and that in itself was impressive.
She had problems at times with controlling herself because of her empathy which at times made her feel human. He shuddered at the thought of feeling someone you were killings emotions. Yeah you could smell it, but actually feeling what they felt… she was one sick cat.
He read on in her files that she resembled more of a panther or a larger cat, sort of like himself, which was why he was drawn to her. She lost control like he did… she obviously believed herself to be made to kill like he did. He didn't know why, but he needed her.
He needed her to prove to himself that he was more than the animal inside, and he wanted her to prove it to him.
His eyes finally focused on her perfect face. Her beautiful full lips, her fangs weren't sticking out, which he thought was cute. Her long black lashes caused shadows down her cheeks. Her yellow eyes glowed, as he shuddered at how animal they seemed. He could feel her sharply nailed hands against his shoulders. She smiled as she felt him come to.
"What the hell did you do to me?" he said through clenched teeth. He was barely conscious. She giggled. Her hand stroked his cheek in a soothing way. He sighed with pleasure.
"I just knocked you out… using some psychic abilities, sir." She came more into focus. He realized that she was letting loose on her grip of him, mentally. The room came into focus. It was a small quaint room that was completely destroyed. It had a musty animal smell, as though the outside was brought in. the furniture was destroyed, shredded, he could smell faint traces of blood. He was sitting on a soft bed, the only piece of furniture that wasn't completely destroyed… it smelled faintly of sex. He wanted to raise a brow, but couldn't' bring himself to do it. He heard her laugh huskily at him.
She was now completely in focus. The room was lit by the faint light of outside, seeping in through the blinds… that were busted and ruined. This place looked like an animal ripped through it. He looked at her, she was wearing different clothing, but her dog tags were still there, dangling around her neck.
She wore a lose form fitting white dress, her hair was pulled up in a high pony tail out of her face, only a few strands of bangs hung in her face. Her bright eyes stuck out the most. She was leaning over him, looking at him, giving him perfect view of her perfect cleavage. She smiled with delight at him, like he was the cutest kitten in the world. He smirked back at her. He shifted under her close watch.
She backed away as he fully came to.
"So you have been looking for me?" she put her hands on her hips, her nails digging into her thin dress. She tapped them lightly on her hips. He looked at her form, and she was beautiful… he wanted her again as a part of him stiffened at her. She rolled her eyes. She took a step forward.
"You were looking for me?" her voice came out more stern and serious. He needed to answer soon, but she got his tongue. He nodded cockily. She sighed. She looked confused.
"Why?" her voice slightly hitched, but it never wavered. He shrugged as he looked her in her eerie yellow cat like eyes. She growled out, and it shook the small room, her canines exposed, she looked so feral and deadly. To him, she was perfect for him. She shook her head, but the eye contact never ended.
"You're wrong." She purred out. He raised a brow.
"How can you say I am … perrrrrfect for you?" She purred the 'r' in perfect, which sent chills down his spine. He shook his head and looked down as he stood up.
"I never sai-," she interrupted him, "you thought it!" she blurted out. Shock was written all over his face.
"I can feel your thoughts… I can't read them like my sisters… you wanted me because you feel you are like me. Just from reading my file, you think I'm perfect. Compared to me, Victor, you're an angel." Her voice was hollow, her eyes far off, not as alert as they normally are. He figured she was remembering something from her past. She snapped back and growled, he matched it. She seemed not to care as she turned around effortlessly started walking away from him. He started following her.
Her hair was like metal cords in the sun. Her eyes glowed brighter. He looked around and noticed they were fairly far from civilization. She held her hand up and she let the wind lick through her fingers and hair, she closed her eyes.
"Peaceful? Isn't it?" she said without opening her eyes. He nodded as he looked at her.
"This isn't what you want… but it's what I need. For so many years I have… destroyed, and hunted, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot escape my instincts… or the feelings of the human's I have killed, forever a part of me…" her voice trailed, sounding pained. He walked forwards, he wanted to comfort her.
"That's the difference between you and i. we may not have consciouses, but I have this power to feel the emotions and pain of the people and mutants that I have hunted… and you may think that that would stop me… but it never did. I was trying to be a rebel to what I was." She sounded so pained and torn apart, he just wanted to make her feel better, but he didn't know how. And that made him so mad.
He laid a clawed hand on her small dainty shoulder. She was going to shrug it off, but she didn't. instead, she moved closer into him.
I don't know why he wants me… why he hunted me… but if he thinks that we are perfect for each other… how wrong he actually is, to killers together as lovers doesn't make any sense… but I suppose to panthers must be lovers to survive…
He looked intently at her, he had nowhere else to go, ever since Stryker got picked up by the military and was being questioned for the death of a major general, Logan was gone, he couldn't find him anywhere, and he doubted that he would want to see him.
At that point in time, Victor Creed realized he was alone in the world. He fell to his knees in front of her and looked up into her feline face.
"I don't have anyone else…." He looked at her, his eyes screaming at her for her to understand. Her empathy picked up his emotions, screaming at her. She could feel that he needed her, he wanted her, he felt so alone… he felt guilty for being what he was, and it tore him apart as it did for her as well. He groveled at her feet. He gripped her legs.
She pushed him away… a part of her screaming not to do it, her human instincts, but the animal in her wanted and needed the chase… she wanted to run and have him chase after… and as she pushed him away she wanted him to understand this… she needed him to understand that she was animal like him, and so they have similar needs.
Shock registered on his face as a strong small hand pushed his chest away from her. She growled, but it wasn't harsh, it was a bit playful. He looked into her eyes, and he saw a spark. He sniffed the air, his animal instincts registering what she was doing…
She lowered herself to the ground in a crouch like prowl and kept her yellow cat like eyes on him. He started to get up slowly, muscles stretching, ready to explode after any moment. It was a fun game that they both needed to play. The air stopped, noises and sounds of nature could no longer be heard, all except her and his breathing, with came out slow and ragged. Adrenaline surged through their veins.
Then time stopped completely. Then her muscles moved in slow motion then quickly sped up as she took off running at inhuman animalistic speed. He reacted like a gun, his triggered was pulled and he shot off like a bullet after her. Her scent powerfully burning is nose. He didn't know anything about her, but the fact that she wanted to do this, this chase, meant she understood him better then he thought.
He ran after her, as though he was chasing his hope, his humanity, and his love.
Terra rolled over as she started to wake up onto Remy's chest. It slowly rose and fell with the rhythm of his breathing. She leaned her head onto his chest, too tired to pick herself up off of him. He started to fall back to sleep, when she heard him moan and shift slightly.
Remy's hand moved up to Terra's exposed back, his fingers gently trailed her skin. Terra's eyes snapped open. She could feel that Remy was still asleep, she sighed in relief. She adjusted her make shift pajamas that she wore, which was a plane tank top that exposed her back and a pair of boxers then Remy barrowed her.
Under his touch she started to melt. It felt good to have her back soothingly rubbed. Her lids became heavy as she drifted back to sleep.
Remy awoke shortly after, barley awake, but starting to wake up. He felt a weight on him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw shocking white hair splayed all over his bare chest. Terra was laying on him. He shifted slightly uncomfortably. She was still asleep thank god.
He found that his hands were lying on her bare back. She had incredibly smooth skin. He touched it and ran a hand down her spine. He felt her shudder under him. He chuckled deeply. He could tell she was slightly awake.
He moved his hands to her sides, trialing his fingers across her smooth skin. When his fingers were at her hips, he started to tickle her.
She started screaming and laughing hysterically, in the cutest manner. She tried to stop him and grab his hands but it never worked. She then tackled him onto the bed, lying on his hands, preventing him from tickling her stomach. She glared unthreateningly at him. He laughed loud at her; she was so gorgeous in the mornings, effortlessly sexy.
She got up quickly and looked down at him, moving her blonde white hair out of her face.
You shouldn't tickle people when they are sleeping, sir. She said to him in his mind mockingly. He laughed at her, getting used to her speaking into his mind was hard, but he got better every time she did it.
Well, then perhaps you shouldn't sleep on me, Cheri. He said mocking her back, her face turned slightly pink, he laughed at her.
"But don't worry, if I could wake up to that every morning, I would be the happiest man alive." He said, meaning every word, with a large grin. Her face became so red, her soft brown eyes widened slightly. She stood up, he could almost feel how shy and embarrassed she became. Then she turned and ran from the room, he tried projecting his thoughts, to say he was sorry. But he wasn't.
She ran from the room. He made her feel so light, so meaningful, so beautiful and perfect. She could see herself in his eyes, and it was an empowering feeling. From the moment when they first met, he adored her.
And they have only known each other for about a week now. It scared her the way he was starting to express his adoration for her. She ran out onto the balcony of the apartment and slid down the railing. She needed air.
She kept running until she was out on the sidewalks, he feet padding the hot cement. People stared but she didn't care, her mind was far from being in the present.
A vision wrapped itself around her, the future showed itself to her. The world around her blackened, and she was projected somewhere else.
She saw him, Remy, holding her hand. As though they did it every day, as though if he didn't do it he would get lost. She could feel his love for her radiating like a powerful heater. Then she saw herself, holding his hand back. Protectively.
To her he was her everything. She could feel herself drifting to Logan often, but it was Remy that stayed, it was Remy in whom she was meant to be with. He kissed her gently on the base of her neck, to show the world how affectionate and in love they were, although the hand holding said that already. She looked down her images hand, and she saw a ring.
Her breath caught in her throat. She started losing herself in the image, she could push forward and see what would happen next, but she didn't. She pushed herself away from the images.
She stood there in the street. Clad in a pair of boxers and a translucent white tank top. Her white blonde hair whipping in the humid New Orleans breeze. She couldn't return now, now that she has seen that… she her figure with and engagement ring on it.
She sub consciously looked down at her left hand, looking at the bare ring finger. Terra and her sister Tessa, along with Naomi, have a powerful healing factor, just like Victor and Logan that has kept them from aging. They have lived longer than Victor and Logan. They have had many friends, new and old, watched them die, and have to start all over again…
Tessa and she had a sick joke of calling themselves eternally youthful. Like vampires. She laughed out loud at that. People on the street occasionally looking at her and her far off behavior.
She wandered for hours, through the jungle of hot streets. She reached her mind out and found Remy's. He was looking for her. He was slightly worried about her, he thought he pressed to far, for only knowing her a week or so. She giggled at this… she remembered when they came to her, and asked her to be a part of the team.
Tessa and her were laying in a small house in the middle of nowhere. The Kansas heat was murder to their white skin. They sat naked in the house flushed. The fans were on and the radio blared the newest hits. Their sister, Naomi, was off at the war at the time, pulling it off as a man. Naomi always said it was her nature to fight, to hunt, and to kill.
That's when she felt him. His presence, along with many others on a helicopter. The wind from the machine blew in through their open windows. Tessa sat up. Her green eyes glowing a slight bit brighter. She looked over to Tessa, alarm on her delicate face. Terra's eyes glowed as she searched their minds for what they wanted.
Tessa picked up on that as she grabbed the nearest clothes and flung them to her and put them on herself. They worked quickly and silently. They looked outside of their door flapping in the unnatural wind. 3 men were walking towards their home.
The dresses they wore flapped annoyingly. Terra wrapped them in a shield of psychic energy to keep them safe from the wind. They walked outside to the meet the men who were so interested in her. They stopped walking when they were 15 feet away from them. A good distance to see their faces and hear their thoughts. Terra and Tessa could feel their reactions to them as they took in their shockingly beautiful appearances.
Terra and Tessa were twins, but every twin is a bit different. Terra was gorgeous beyond belief as well as Tessa. But Tessa held a little bit different air around her. She was a little more careless, lost control of her emotions and abilities much more often, making her a slight bit more dangerous. Terra's eyes were a light soft brown, but Tessa's were a shocking bright green.
Tessa glared, her bright green eyes boring into the man's, who wore military attire. He had a cocky smile, as though he could offer them the world and they would accept it blindly. Tessa laughed slightly. The engine of the helicopter idled. The blades of the machine slowed.
"Hello, Terra and Tessa Porter." He looked to them when he addressed their names, getting it right of which sister was which. Their eyebrows rose at the same time. Tessa crossed her hands over her chest. Terra could tell she was starting to get defensive; she hated it when the military knew who they were.
"My name is Colonel William Stryker. And I have a proposition for you-"
"No, we don't any part of what you are trying to sell." Interrupted Tessa's haughty voice. Her body started to spark. The air became stiff; it was slightly hard to breathe in as the air became charged with electricity. Terra walked up and put a hand on Tessa's shoulder.
"Stop, listen to them, we don't want anything bad to happen…" Terra whispered into Tessa's ear. She sighed, but never wavered on her control over the electricity. Stryker shifted in his suit.
I don't like him, Terra.
I know… but his offer is different. We have never been searched out before.
So? I would think that was a good thing… he knows things about us I can tell….
You're right. He wants to offer a position on his new military team. He also knows that you and I can read his mind.
How the hell does he know these things?!
Calm down Tessa, you are losing your control. The electricity coming off of Tessa's body was slightly glowing and snapping out, but only to come a few feet away from Stryker and his men, then retreat back into her body, like a bad dog.
They are making me nervous, I can't help it.
Well try, please.
You are thinking about it aren't you!? Yes you are! Why would you want to go with them!?
Hush…
Before she could respond, Stryker interrupted their conversation.
"I have to come to offer you a great deal-"
"We know sir." Came Terra's hollow voice. He smirked and nodded.
"Of course. Have you thought of it then?"His cocky demeanor was pissing of Tessa. She glared and slightly growled. He raised an eyebrow; his patience for Tessa became short. He turned his attention to Terra, waiting.
I'm doing it… if you don't want to that's alright by me. Her voice was soft and comforting, but Tessa only felt rage, abandonment, even though she knew not to feel that. Her eyes glowed brightly, like a lightning storm in her eyes. She turned to look at Terra. Her body started to glow as she started to lose control of her emotions and abilities. The sky above them darkened.
It lit up with massive explosions of thunder and lighting, resounding very closely to their position. The sisters felt Stryker and his men become uneasy. Strands of lightning came down from the sky and connected with Tessa's already glowing skin.
Terra's eyes started to glow as well. She put a shield around the men. Terra could hear her sister screaming at her. In her head, out loud, with her actions. They have always been together, and to take them apart was something she didn't want, but she knew that if she went with this man, she would be a weapon, and the desire to not be a weapon overcame her desire to remain with her sister.
They were old enough to be able to survive on their own. They have been alive for a century and a few decades, but always together. Tessa took in a gulp of air, the surrounding skies started to calm down. The sky gentled and the rolling thunder calmed down. Her eyes stopped glowing as the essence of the storm lingered.
Stryker and his men looked upon Tessa with aw. Traces of fear could be felt and heard as well. Terra stayed calm, trying to calm her sister, but it didn't work to well. She was calming herself, which was the best way. Stryker stammered.
"Y-you would be a great-t asset to our team… Are you sure you wouldn't want to join?" his confidence and cocky demeanor betraying him. Tessa walked up to Stryker, glaring him in the eyes, he looked down and away, trying to escape her intimidating green eyes.
"I am sure, but you hurt her, or do anything to her, I will come for you… And no matter what you think you can do… well that's just false hope… but I will let you believe it." She turned her head and walked to Terra.
We Will always be together… through our minds. And our hearts. Terra and Tessa touched each other's hearts. Their eyes welding with their eerie golden tears. They exchanged a quick hug and a chaste kiss on each other's cheeks, and then in a flurry of crackling light, Tessa was gone.
I miss you already. Came Tessa's soft voice, Terra smiled as she turned her attention back to Stryker, who was smiling wickedly at her. She rolled her eyes, but went with him anyways. And after that the rest is history.
Her head snapped back to the hot simmering heat of New Orleans, and all Terra could hear was screaming. A raging storm tormented her brain. Everyone's voice within the entire town surged through her neurons. Buildings around her crumbled to the ground and swam around her body, like she was the heart of the tornado.
She could hardly feel herself. Her existence was melded in with the others she felt inside her head. Her mind felt it was going to explode. Her voice echoed the screams inside her heart and mind. She needed help, but no one was there to help her, and she didn't want to hurt anyone to get involved that could get hurt.
Through her glowing eyes she saw people running around her, screaming, crying. It was chaos that she didn't mean to create, but couldn't stop. She hadn't lost control of her powers, not since she was a child, but she didn't have time to think about that. She searched her sister's minds' for help. She knew that Tessa would be the one to come quickest because she could teleport at the speed of light.
Her mind was exploding. The electricity in her fighting to be unbound by her strict control. Her voice echoed inside her head. Screaming for her help. She could hear the humans' voices around her crowding for her attention. But she could hear her voice, Terra needed her.
She jumped up out of her warm bed, pushing aside two men that she had been with the night before, she had problems, and she wouldn't deny it. She didn't have time to get dressed, she quickly grabbed a pair of cowboy boots that she wore the night before and disappeared in a bright flash of light that sizzled and cracked in her wake.
She ended up near Terra. Who was floating high above the street that was being torn apart by her telekinesis. Tessa's hair was being whipped around. Tessa tried to enter Terra's mind, but was slammed out with force.
What the hell is going on?!!! She tried to reach her sister, but it fell on her shields, unheard by everyone. She picked up on the confused emotions and panicked energies swarming around. People screamed and ran, it was pure chaos, and Tessa couldn't tell what the cause to it was.
She didn't know what could have made her sister lose such control.
She started calling up the energy inside her, breaking the walls around it, to let it flow freely. The skies darkened happily as they welcomed her lighting and thunder.
Tessa started slowly walking towards her sister slowly, her white slip flapping in the wind like a white flag. Every step she took, thunder erupted loudly beneath her feet, causing creators. The earth rumbled with the protest of the thunder, it deafened the humans screams and thoughts.
Naomi sat up straight, her empathy raging. It was her sister, Terra. She was confused, she was in pain. She wasn't feeling her emotions alone. She was feeling the emotions of others. Naomi's head was pulsing. Everything was vague as she sat up and walked, mechanically.
The men that lay sleeping in her room stayed quiet as she walked over their still forms. Her animal instincts kicked in as her eyes became more cat like, her nails grew longer, and her movements became more gracefully and cat like.
As soon as she hit the door she bounded out, her nose picking up on Terra's scent, along with… Tessa's. Her eyes widened as she pushed her muscles to work harder, pushing them almost to the limits to make it to Terra and Tessa.
She was only a few miles; she would make it within a few minutes.
He ran his figures through his chestnut hair. Something was wrong, and he didn't know how he knew it. He became panicked, he started running.
His fingers itched for his cards. Remy gripped his staff. His mind swam with worry over her.
He didn't know what he did wrong or what happened. And he didn't like this feeling of insecurity. He didn't think the son of the Thieves Guild could even feel such things.
He ran faster, not caring what others on the street saw.
He ran a few blocks in a nonsense direction, until he saw screaming people and running away from something. He looked up and saw cars, buildings, bikes, anything that was in the street and tied down and not tied to something was flying in circles.
It wasn't flying in a wind. This was odd. Remy ran to it. Fighting the crowd. Remy looked over at something that caught his eye.
He saw a young beautiful young woman with long silver hair, and a feline like body running against the crowd as well. Their eyes locked as he saw her yellow cat like eyes. She turned her head towards the flying objects, pushing people out of her way with much ease.
Remy's grip on his deck tightened and his fingers glowed a slight red, his eyes matching his fingers.
Then an explosion of crackling light, bright enough to darken the sky further caught everyone's attention. The screaming started again shortly after. People rushed harder and faster to get away.
Remy shouldered people away, until it became clearer. His mouth dropped as he looked up at the scene in front of his eyes.
It looked like half the city was flying dangerously around Terra, her eyes glowing extremely brightly. Her hands held out like she was a martyr. Then to her left on the ground was a girl glowing brightly, lighting and thunder echoing of her body. She looked similar to Terra.
Then a flash of silver rushed past him. It was the feline feral girl.
She ran and jumped off and upraised part of the cement flying onto a flying piece of cement around Terra. The girl with the lightning bright skin flew up, her light reaching out to cover the cat girl, blocking pieces of debris from hitting the cat girl. Terra's screamed pierced everything around them. It was all they could hear.
Remy's heart jumped for her, and he ran for it. He ran towards her, smashing things out of his way with his cards and staff.
Her head was screaming. Her world she could no longer see.
Images of Logan's past haunted her waking mind. She felt as though she was trapped in the twilight zone. Repeating his memories in her head. She could vaguely know and see and feel what was happening around her. She called to Tessa and Naomi, but she didn't know if they were there or not, she couldn't feel them. She could only feel him…
… Logan.
She was in his memories… The fear and pain he felt when he killed his father. The betrayal Stryker and his brother. The compassion he felt for her.
All those years of war was weighing on her conscious. Anger seared through hr veins.
WHY DO I HAVE TO FEEL YOUR DAMN GUILT! FOR EVERYONE YOU EVER KILLED, THEIR PAINT, THE SCREAMS OF THEIR VOICES ECHO INSIDE MY MIND THROUGH YOUR DAMN MEMORIES! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER!!!
I CAN'T TO SEE THESE MEMORIES! FOR AS LONG AS I HAVE LIVED… IT'S TOO MUCH!!!! She screamed. It was so powerful it awakened her to what was going on around her.
She felt Him, her sisters… she felt the fears of the people running away from her.
They were trying to save her from herself.
She smiled sadly at them. She has lived long enough, this power was bound to consume her sometime.
Naomi was so close she could touch her pale skin. Terra was screaming inside, the man's emotions running through her mind.
Then she pulled herself out of it what her scream… that scream was the scariest thing she had ever heard in her life.
And not because of the mere force behind it… the emotions that fueled that scream panicked her.
Terra was giving up. The hopelessness was the scariest thing ever. The blank look in her eyes when she finally realized her surroundings. The sad smile she gave that said goodbye. The dead look in her eyes fueled her rage, triggering her animal side more.
Naomi let out a feral roar. Echoing off the debris. She lunched forward, wrapping Terra's mind with calming emotions. The out of nowhere, the man from before, fighting the crowd with her shot out of nowhere, his hands glowing with a deck of cards. Shooting away the floating trash.
He reached out for her. She turned her head to him and then a flash of something went off in her eyes. She softened, the tornado of swirling debris slowed. She reached out her hand and said something, inaudible by everyone but Naomi.
"Remy…." Then she blacked out, everything falling to the ground. Remy lunged forward and grabbed her softly into his arms.
Naomi… she was trying to make her feel safe and ok… put she didn't know what it was like to hold back this power. This power that threatened to consume her, and everything around her.
Terra was using power to hold back her power, as best as she could, Tessa was helping as well, finally able to reach inside her mind; she was using herself as an outlet for Terra's powers.
Naomi… she knew she was giving up. And she couldn't save her and that killed her.
But then a thought crossed her mind.
A vague far off memory.
Remy's warm hand holding her's, gently caressing it with a lover's touch. His fingers running over a stone of eternal love. Eyes burning with passion.
Her eyes came to, the spark; the desire to live came back… Him. He was there, right in front of her. Her, Tessa and Naomi.
Tessa, her other half…
How could she have thought to give up...? She wasn't supposed to give up.
She couldn't, wasn't allowed, to be so selfish.
She fell into his soft inviting arms, hoping like hell that they would all be there when she woke up.
End of Chapter…. I don't know what to write next... damn it, I am Gumby damnit!