Chapter 5
They started down at her still form. Tessa slumped into the bed carefully; she could feel her sister's mind coming into consciousness.
Morning sleepy head, remember anything? Terra groaned as she opened her eyes to her almost mirror image, Tessa. She smiled slightly.
How have you been…? It's been a while. Tessa nodded.
I know… I know… her voice trailed as their eyes weld at the same time. The others in the room picked up on a private conversation was taking place. Naomi was indifferent of it, she was born separate from them, born a few years before them, ran away when she was 9.
Leaving the twins to be by themselves with their mother. And their bond became powerful strong, not only because they are twins, and girls, but because they are also psychics.
How are you feeling after that? Tessa's face crinkled. She rubbed Terra's pale white blonde hair out of her face.
I haven't lost control since… her voice trailed and memories surfaced in her mind, Tessa' saw them too and winced. Blocking them out for her sister.
Don't think of that now… what brought you back to us, to me?
It was a vision… Her cheeks glowed slightly pink. Tessa raised a brow. She looked over at Remy who was watching intently, Terra picked up on Tessa's suggestive thoughts along with Tessa picking up the vision that Terra saw.
They busted out in twin laughter.
Remy smiled at them as well. His worried expression was removed from his face. His eyes softened as they rested on Terra's face. She looked like a mess. Eyes bloodshot. Hair a wild mess, purple bags under her eyes. But to him, she was still the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
Tessa turned her head to look at him, a playful glare on her features. He laughed and shrugged. She must have heard what he was thinking about.
Yeah, and so did Terra… Hahahahahha. Terra hit playfully at Tessa. She put her hands up in surrender, laughing out loud.
Then a silence consumed the room. It became awkward. Tessa got up and walked over to look out the window with Naomi.
For a while they sat there like that, than Terra got up.
"You need to take them from me." She said bluntly, and very seriously, making the tension slightly worse. Tessa, knowing exactly what she was talking about flung around, her hair spinning around her in a halo. An intense glare upon he rougher features.
"Fuck. No." She shook her head slightly at Terra as she crossed her hands, a look of determination set into her face. Naomi turned to look at her. A brow rose.
"Tessa, please, my psyche can't handle it… yours can. I know." Her voice softened, pleading. Tessa kept shaking her head no. her brows furrowed into a glare.
"I don't want them, I could feel them inside you, and his emotions aren't meant for anyone to handle but him. Give them back." She said bluntly, lost. Terra laughed a hollow chortle.
"It's not that simple." Tessa became madder, tapping her foot, she wanted verbal communication.
"Tell me, why you had to do it... can you be selfish once?" Tessa sounded distressed. Her green eyes flashing. Terra shook her head slowly. A sad smile on her lips.
"Whatever you do you can do, because it is what you are meant to do… but when you can see the future, futures that aren't mean to be, others that aren't, others that could be…. Your ability to do things that you want, it gets taken away from you… because if you mess up, it's not just your future you're messing up… I could mess up everything if I made the wrong selfish decision." And I already have… I made a very selfish decision… in wanting him to remember…
Tessa started to sob. Her sister's emotions flooding into her. Naomi felt them to, she became annoyed at the same time, not wanting to feel these human emotions, but not pushing them away because they are her sisters.
They both walked over to her and enveloped her into a hug. Naomi cuddled into her like a cat, trying to comfort her. Terra laughed.
Tessa patted her back, trying to soothe.
I'm sorry, I never realized…
Terra was shushing Tessa out loud. She was hugging her back and rubbing her back too.
But as much as I am sorry, I won't do it, I won't retain that man's memories for you. Terra shrugged.
I'll make you… with these memories; I am going to lose my mind… I have never taken someone's memories before, and with all my psychic powers… well it just doesn't help to have another psyche practically jumping around my brain.
So you want me to go through it… I may have psychic abilities as well, but I don't think I could protect those memories from my mind… Tessa stood up abruptly.
"I'm going, we'll talk about this later… I have to think about it…" Her eyes scanned her sisters' and then Remy's.
Take care of her… Tessa whispered into his mind, he sat up straight and smirked.
"Of course, homme, it would be my pleasure." He laid on the charm as he slightly bowed forward. Tessa smiled slightly then disappeared in a snap of white charged light, igniting the room.
Naomi, Terra, and Remy sat in the room. Naomi was becoming restless, she needed to run. She was glad her sister was alright, for now, but she needed to go.
Terra looked up at her and grabbed her hand, she drug Naomi's face away from the window.
"Go, if you need to, I am fine." Her eyes shifted from hers to Remy's.
"He's fine to leave me with; Logan put him in charge of me… I promise I will be fine." She sighed deeply, "Once I get everything figured out…" Naomi nodded, her wild silver hair shook, bouncing of light in the room. Her yellow eyes softened as she bent down and kissed her sister. She patted her head goodbye as she jumped out the window.
She ran out, far away. Her body sighed with relief as it ran, the wind against her face, sifting through her hair. She looked down at her clothes, realizing she was wearing her bra and underwear from the night before.
It took her a few short minutes to get back to the hotel that she crashed at. The men that were in it when she was there were gone already. She sighed as she sat down.
The room smelt of sex and alcohol. Her mind was a blur as to what happened the night before. She found a pair of ripped jeans and white tank top.
She leaned her head back on the board of the bed. She closed her yellow eyes. A light breeze brought in some smells of the city. The light from the room came from the sun and window.
It darkened, and a familiar scent filled her nose. She snapped her eyes open.
Tessa's charged electric portal snapped her into a dark alley. Hidden behind dumpy pizza places, and right next to the red light district. She shuddered and slumped against the grime covered walls, uncaring of its sanitary levels.
Her head swam. She was confused, and indecision clouded her thoughts.
She understood why her sister had so many problems with this man's memories. For one he was a feral, for two she had memories from before WWI floating around in her head, not to mention they had also lived for a very long time….
She didn't want to do it, everything in her head screamed for her not to, but if she knew her sister, as she did, Terra would win.
Tessa sighed. Frustrations turning her face into a cute pout. Her green eyes were glowing, casting light on the debris of old pizza boxes and garbage from the Stone Age lying behind the dumpster.
She closed her eyes tight and laid her face in her hands. Her mind was an electric storm of crackling thunder. For the life of her she couldn't concentrate. She just needed to move. She stood up abruptly and started walking out of the alley, as she neared the entrance a group of men, in their mid 20's walked by. They noticed her and made whooping noises and grotesque gestures.
They started walking into the small alley. There were about 5 of them, all fairly big. She rolled her eyes, just what she needed. One of the men started laughing at a sick joke another said. Tessa started laughing sardonically as well, as though it was funny.
She was giving them some attitude.
"Ahhh, so you're cocky are ya?" a sick smiled played on the man's features. She rolled her eyes again, not really wanting to waste time on such low lives.
"Don't you normally do this at night? This whole rape thing?" she leaned on one hip and waved a hand in the air nonchalantly. They laughed as though it was the funniest joke.
"Honey, we take it were we can get it…" they started moving closer, making obscene gestures, trying to psyche her out, too bad it didn't work. She claimed her ground and glared them down.
"Hey, Lou, I don't think this one's scared?" a man in a ball cap said in a jersey accent. The Lou person nodded.
"Looks like we'll just have to show her huh?" they roared with laughter. Tessa crossed her arms in anger. She was starting to get pissed off and so time to end their sick little game. The air started to feel damp and heavy, sticky as she sucked up the electricity. Her body started to glow, sparking with electricity. Her eyes swirled and glowed brighter.
"I'm quite bored and sick of this stupid little game, I have more important things to worry about, besides weak humans trying to bombard me with their sexual desires." The men started to back up. Fear enveloped their thoughts as they saw her charged with power. They cursed and some screamed. She teleported behind them, blocking their escape.
"Now, Now. Don't you want fun? Isn't that why you came in here? To have a good time? Well let's shall we?" her hair lightened in color, as though she had a halo. It sparked and flew up. She floated in the air and summoned the lighting and electricity. It soaked into her like a magnet.
She threw them at the men, hitting them to momentarily shock them and immobilize them. Once they were all down and she heard sirens, she teleported in a charge to a different location.
Remy held Terra in his arms. Shushing her, as she cried. Her silver tears streamed down her eyes. She was at a loss, for what to do. Her sister wouldn't ease her burden, and she didn't know if she could retain her strict control any longer.
"What am I going to do?" She managed between sobs. He rocked her gently.
"Chere, chere, please… calm down." She stopped crying, her sobbing quieted as well. He could feel her breathing level. She fell asleep in his arms. He smiled down at her with a half grin. He picked her up with ease and laid her in the bed.
As he stood up and walked to the door he turned around to look at her still form once again. He smiled and bowed.
"Your friend didn't leave you in the care of just any one, Cheri; he left you in the care of Remy LeBeau. And so I will find you help." He whispered under his breath as he bowed and turned swiftly, his coat billowing out behind him as he left.
Naomi leaned back, amusement on her catlike features.
"What is it you want…? Victor?" he snarled at her in response to her cocky voice. She knew he would try to find her, she knew he wasn't use to not getting what he wanted. It infuriated him. And all he wanted was her at that moment. His hardening shaft was proof enough. She wrinkled her nose.
"Your arousal is giving me a headache… can't you keep yourself under control?" she said with a feral snap, he cocked his head and grinned, showing off his canines. He sulked towards her soundlessly.
"I'm an animal… how can you expect so much?" he purred out. She rolled her eyes and stood up with a grace he didn't know she could possess.
"You aren't all animal Creed, you are still human as well…" he was stunned into silence. It was true he was human as well, but most of the time he neglected that part of him, how couldn't she.
"What?" she snapped out with an agitated growl, as she rummaged through the mini fridge.
"How can you be so human and feral at the same time?" she laughed, hollow and dangerous. She sashayed in front of him, his need for her returned, ten times worse than before.
"Because I am also cursed with the gift of empathy, you fool. I can feel your weak human desires along with you powerful animalistic urges. That is how I am so, if you would, in between. So balanced with being and animal and human." Her tone was bored, she was sick of looking at him.
She could see him shaking, feel his need for her, his rage at not having her. It took all his will power to stay glued to his chair. His hands were balled into fists, his nails cutting into his palms as he bleeds slowly for her. She raised a brow.
She had some time to kill, why not have some mean fun.
She shook her head, her silver hair falling in waves around her face. She could feel what she did to him, and in all honestly, she liked that feeling. She looked at him through her lashes. She heard his breath catch. She stifled a smile.
"Don't." he growled out feral. She shrugged and took a step forward. His hair was standing on end, his back ramrod straight.
"What do you want from me Victor Creed?" she purred out annunciating every syllable. She could see his shivers and Goosebumps. As she took another step forward his demeanor was quickly wavering. She could taste his lust, musky and salty on her tongue. She smirked.
She ran her hands dangerously along her hips. All she wore now was a t-shirt left over from one of the males from the night before. His intense stare traveled up her legs, toned and smooth. He let out a guttural noise. As though he were in pain. She decided the game had ended since he was milliseconds from taking her right there.
He stood up quickly and smoothly, he walked to her noiselessly and fast. He stopped right in front of her. Looking down and peering at her cat like yellow eyes.
He reached up with his clawed hand and ran a finger down her jaw bone. He leaned in closer, shaking slightly, and to her surprise, her eyes widened with shock, betraying her demeanor.
"Never have I wanted a woman as much as I want you. Never has a woman been able to deny me as you…" he whispered hoarsely into her ear. She could feel his hot breath travel down her neck. She resisted her own urge to shiver.
His nostrils flared when he scented her own arousal. He smirked at her. She took a quick step back, her yellow eyes dangerously glaring. Her lips twitched into a smirk, showing him her long white canines. She let out a snarl that did nothing to stop the throbbing in his arousal.
He watched her as she bent to the ground in anticipation. Her fingers flexed, her claws growing despite her protest not too.
She also watched him, warily as he mirrored her movements. His musky male scent intoxicated her. She could feel him want to claim her, dominate her.
Too bad it wasn't his lucky day. No one controlled her, she was her own master. And she was strong enough to maintain that as well. Their muscles stretched taught, ready to be let off. Adrenaline coursed through their veins. They could hear each other's heart beats bursting in their chests. He cocked his head slightly, the first movement in a while.
"Why deny me what I want if it's also what you want? Why fight it?" his voice came out like crushed velvet and rolling thunder mix. She licked her lips. He smiled.
"Ferals, like us, we take what we can when we can get it. Women have always come and gone… but you're the first feral woman I have ever met. And I want you… because you are just like Me." his eyes darkened, a glint of how much he meant his words glittered in his eyes.
Her eyebrows knitted together. She was starting to lose her guard.
"I'm not the only one… why don't you keep looking…" she snapped out, regaining her guard. He sighed and growled at the same time.
"Because when I want something, nothing stops me, and you are the only thing standing in my way of having you…" he barked out a feral laugh at how funny that sounded to his own ears. She smirked, but it never reached her eyes.
"Well, then, the best of luck, though you won't need it because you will never have me." Then within the time it takes to blink, she sprang out the open door. He sprang like a loaded trigger after her as well. Her scent hot in his nose, swirling around in his mouth, making him grow even harder for her, pushing the adrenaline faster through his veins.
His nails dug deeper into the ground, propelling him further up to catch her. She dug her nails in deeper as well when she heard his snarls closer to her. In her peripheral vision she saw him, gaining speed. Her heart quickened. She didn't want him to catch her.
Suddenly she stopped and jumped off to the side. She dug in and tried to regain her speed, knowing that she had to have thrown him for a loop. She started running towards the trees.
He snarled and snapped his teeth as she quickly maneuvered a side step at going the opposite direction. It caught him off guard and pissed him off. Oh the things he would do to her. She was and alpha and he would have fun breaking that from her. He snarled as he started to regain speed. Trying to recover the distance lost.
He saw her form running towards the trees, he guffawed with pure excitement.
As the ghosted into the trees, it took him a few seconds to reach them himself. He slowed down when he reached them. It was a game they were playing. He purred as he lowered himself to the ground, sniffing out the air for her scent, listening intently for any sign of her. He sat like that for a minute or so.
Naomi watched him, determined in a sick way to have her… her mind swam with his words. They were to similar, which meant they shouldn't be together. Just because they could understand each other perfectly, can tolerate one another, heal like the other. She shook her head.
No matter how much she wanted to say they shouldn't be together, everything pointed to the fact that they would fit. She wanted to growl out to that thought, because she didn't want to be with him, because he would win, and that pisses her off the most.
But would he really? Two powerful Ferals with a strong healing factor, able to live for quite a long time, finally able to find someone to be with. Her eyes softened as she looked down at him in a new light. She shrugged to herself. All cats can be tamed, people just really don't know how. She stifled a laugh as she jumped down on him.
He braced himself for the impact, hearing a tree branch movie under her pressure as she jumped down on him, he turned around and looked up to see her jumping down. She landed on him, him on his bad, her straddling him. He purred at her.
"Giving up?" she grinned, exposing her canines.
"No." she said cockily. She leaned down close to him, an inch above his face. He was intoxicated by her sent, as she was his. He smiled, purring growing louder. She could feel his shaft hard and hot, awaiting her. She looked her lips.
Then he couldn't take it any longer, he closed the gap between them, his hands tried coming up to wrap around her, but she pinned them down. Their lips crashed into one another. Canines mashing. His tongue entered her mouth and tasted her. She bit his lip. He moaned slightly.
She pulled away and started nipping at his neck. His shaft starting to throb with intensity. She purred down his neck, and she could feel his shivers. She finally released his hands which were quick to work. They started on her small waste, grabbing the tattered shirt and pulling it off.
She looked down at him wearing only a pair of lacy black thong and matching bra. He growled with pleasure, which made her blush slightly. He sat up. Pushing his chest against her, feeling her nipples harden against his chest, through the thing material.
He pushed her closer into him, feeling every sinew of her body. He traced kisses down her jaw to her collar bone. He nipped her skin, leaving raised red marks behind. He smiled devilishly to himself. He could feel her purr then gasp as he nipped her. He loved her reactions to what he did.
He quickly changed positions, flipping her to be under him. He sat nicely between his legs, feeling the thong soak through with her wetness. He traced kisses down her flat torso, and stopped right above where her black thong started. Her breath hitched and he growled with pleasure as his clawed hands came up to rip them off smoothing and throw them to the sad.
Once the deed was done he lowered his head to look at her and revel in her scent. Her arousal smell was intoxicating and teasing a certain part of him. He grabbed her hips and started to kiss the inside of her thigh, he heard her growl out as well. He nipped the inside of her thighs.
"Victor…" she let out an exasperated sigh. He lost control with that statement.
"Hmmm? Yes love… what is it you want?" her back arched with the pure need of him.
"Devore me" she growled out. Flexing her legs open again so that he could smell her lust and need. Then a spark of energy arched in the clearing. The two feral's heads snapped up, not to happy to have been interrupted. Naomi closed her legs, it was her younger sister Tessa. Victor growled, and snapped out, standing up. Really rather unhappy he was interrupted.
Naomi quickly grabbed her tattered t-shirt, since her underwear was not able to be saved. Just in time to see Tessa walk through the clearing. Her eyebrows rose to be hidden in her hair line as she saw them and picked up their lingering thoughts.
Naomi grabbed the bulk of Victor as he was about to attack Tessa. He looked back and snapped at Naomi, but she just shook her head and walked forward.
"Hey… What's wrong?" she said with compassion she tried to hide so that he wouldn't ask questions, but she knew he would, so it didn't really matter. She could feel his curisotiy burning the back of his head.
Tessa looked distressed.
"I'm sorry to have interrupted." She said coolly. It would take someone to really know her to pick up on the true compassion laced within. Naomi dismissed it by waving her hand in the air, as though waving a bug away.
"It's no problem…" Victor growled at her nonchalance.
"It was a problem, leave until we fini-!" he was interrupted by a growl and a glare given by Naomi. She rolled her eyes and took another step towards Tessa. She wrapped her arms around her.
What's wrong? You look very distressed about something…
I am…. Its about what she asked me to do, with that man's memories… I don't want to take them… but I feel obligated too.
It's because she is your sister. And you two have always been there for each other its very natural. Tessa's eyes smiled as she looked to Naomi.
"You always know what to say…" she whispered. Naomi smiled back. She looked back at Victor who looked at them confused, as though he missed something. They laughed silently.
"I have no doubt you know what to do… the truth can sometimes be scary, no matter what it is." She smiled, showing off her bright sharp teeth. She nodded, still feeling unsure. But then her thoughts changed as she looked at the obvious hard on that Victor had and the very little clothing Naomi had on.
"Oops, I really interrupted. She giggled. Well you to have fun now and you know to use protection?!" she said mockingly as she portaled out in an arch of white charged electricity.
He growled and laughed at the same time.
"Who was that?" Naomi turned around to look at him. He still wanted her.
"My younger sister." He nodded.
"She looks like Terra, a girl on my old team." She nodded, solemn, no longer wanted to do anything. She just wanted to get away.
"She is her twin. Stryker opened the opportunity to both of them, but Tessa knew that she would be used as a tool, and she would rather be alone then do that, fortunately Terra didn't care, she just needed an outlet, like you." He looked thoughtful, as thought he started to have a new found respect for the girl.
"Interesting, but I don't see how this irrelevant to the raging hard on I have, and the fact that you don't have any pants on." He said huskily. She shrugged.
"Well, I'm not in the mood any longer." She said as she lilted her down playfully.
"Ooh, I am pretty sure I can change that." He said cockily. She laughed as she sauntered over to him.
"Yes, well as much as I would love to," she looked up to the sun, "it's about time for me to be heading out. I have previous engagements that are calling for me attention." She got up and walked past him, brushing up against him. He grabbed her by the arm and leaned into her.
"This isn't over." He whispered as he leaned into to kiss her soft lips. She smiled wickedly.
"Oh, I know, Victor." They started as each in the eyes for a few minutes, then she took her arm back and walked off, not bothering to look back.
Remy LeBeau entered a shady bar on the far edge of the red light district in New Orleans. Women howled at him to saunter his way over to them, but he never gave them a second glance.
The bar had girls dancing up and down poles, degrading their bodies for a few bills that would hardly supply them enough money to get the drugs that can take them away from reality. He frowned.
Then in the back there she was. A sandy blonde girl, her icy blue eyes, something to rival Terra's. Her pink lips more pouty and full more so than Terra's. Her look was harder; more wore down, over the years of fighting, killing, and betrayal.
A beautiful mercenary by the name of Claire Butón, she's helped Remy one too many times in the past, and he's always paid her back in full. Her face brightened when she saw him.
She grabbed another shot glass and nodded when he approached. He took a seat in a flury of coat and Cajun attitude.
She smiled her smoky laugh.
"Hello, Remy." It's been a while. She topped off their glasses and held it up for a toast. He humored her and took his glass and touched hers. She shot it back, exposing her smooth neck.
He smiled, remembering kissing her neck, but that was all in the pat now.
"So what dragged you back to me?" her cold tone sent shivers down his spine.
"I have this problem… A girl…" she laughed again.
"A Girl, ooh Remy that really surprises me. So what is it that you need from me? She isn't doing it for you?" she said cockily as she sat back exposing her tight leather jump suit. He looked a bit ticked off at her statement, how dare she just assume that that's all he wants from women. He scowled and leaned forward.
"She's like us. Mutant." And that's all he needed to say to really get her attention.
End.
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And I always forget to but a disclaimer. I own nothing Marvel. Kind of late, but hey, we all know what they say.