CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
SMACKDOWN!
AN: Here ya go, my dear Plot Bunny Guest…A smackdown...Not of Steve though….yet…..Speaking of which, where have you gone? I haven't heard from you lately.
And CHEERS TO BAMON! Check it out folks, this amazing author has posted another chapter for his fic "Female of the Species". If you love Feral Victor and Logan like I do, you'll adore this one.
ONWARD!
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XAVIERS SCHOOL FOR GIFTED CHILDREN
GUEST ROOM
STEVE ASWELL:
The instant the Blackbird returned to it's hanger, Steve Aswells computer let out a little alarm. The thirty-year old blonde stretched leisurely, toweling his hair dry from the shower.
"Well, well, well, looks like the chaton has returned." He reached leisurely for his Armani suit and began to dress. "Lets' see what you have found."
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THE CAFETERIA:
Cassie suddenly became panicked, her head speeding up and her breath quickening, alarming Logan.
"Hey, easy now." The Canadian feral said, looking worried. Quickly, he started up his new found talent of 'The Purr'. "Everything's gonna be alright, darlin."
Kayla reached over and took her younger sisters hand. "Relax, Cat." She narrowed her eyes. "Did he hurt you?"
Cassie shook her head in a negative response.
"It's okay, Cat." Bunny soothed, pulling her little sister into a reassuring hug. "You have a room here, right?"
Cassie shrugged.
"Why don't you go on up there?" Kayla shoot a meaningful glance at Logan.
"Heck no!" Cassie protested. "Who knows what the two of you are going to get into. Bun, you absolutely CANNOT castrate Victor."
Kayla arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms as she stood. "Well now, that depends on what he's going to do, doesn't it."
Logan looked to Rogue. "Marie, darlin', why don't you see the others up to yer room."
Rogue nodded at him, signaling that she understood before pecking Logan on the cheek and standing. Quickly, she grabbed her yellow-clad friend by the shoulder. "Come'on Jubilee. We've gotta get the kids ta bed." She took hold of Jonesys hand with her free one and helped him out of Logans lap.
"You too, Clarisse." Logan ordered, standing as well.
"Are you coming, Logan?" Clarisse asked nervously as she stood, and the feral Canadian embraced her in a fatherly hug. "Nah. I'll be in up in a bit though. Go on, now." He nudged her gently towards Rogues retreating back. "You too, Roddy."
The blue-skinned mutant child looked defiant. "I don't wanna!"
Logan gave a commanding growl. "You need ta sleep."
Then, the tall intimidating form of Victor Creed filled the cafeteria doorway.
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VICTOR CREED
The feral Sabretooth wasn't happy with the idiot Professors idea of school-safety. He was more conflicted about Nick Fury and whether or not he would keep to his end of the bargain, if he even took it. And NOW his mate smelled of tension and panic, along with a new scent of jasmine and leather and trouble and he didn't like either.
He moved his muscular bulk into the cafeteria quickly to let his little brothers pack pass, on their way to bed, he assumed. He glared towards his younger brother. "What are they still doin' up, runt?"
Logan winced inwardly but gave the older feral a cool look. "Stuff happened."
Victor ignored the new girl as the little cub (HIS cub, now) Roddy jerked out of his mates hand hold and came barreling towards him, arms spread. "Vik-tor!"
The feline feral easily caught the mutant cub up in his arms, giving off a soothing purr and nuzzling the cubs cheek with his own. His body language was protective and welcoming towards the mutant child, but his eyes never left the newcomer with the knives and a hatchet around her waist. "Didya eat?" he inquired to his cub.
Roddy shook his head and Victor let out a displeased growl.
"It's the fly thing." Cassie offered timidly. "I tried to get him to eat some other stuff, but I don't think he can."
"We're taking care of that immediately." Victor growled. "You like lightning bugs, cub?"
Roddy shrugged, still beaming as Victor carried him on his way over to Cassie. He stopped infront of her, towering over her form, then leaned down and sniffed. Immediately he started to purr. "What's got you all worked up, frail?" He gently slid Roddy down from his arms next to his frail beginning to gather her up in his arms when he heard it.
At the warning growl, Victor immediately shot a challenging glare to his brother, only to be met with Logan holding both hands up in a 'surrender' position. "Hey, s'not me."
That left….. Victor turned, almost shell-shocked to find the Native American, the one with the knives who smelled of jasmine, giving off a growl that could rival his brothers. Well, well, well.
"Er, Victor, meet my onee-san Bunny." Cassie said, biting her lower lip, confusion welling up inside her.
Victor arched an eyebrow at the Native American then turned to look back down at his frail. "Yer older sister?"
He shouldn't have turned his head. Quick as lightning, Kayla aimed a hard kick with her steel-toed boots right into Victors family jewels. The feral who could take down almost ANYTHING in the world, fell to his knees, his jaw dropped.
Logan lept to his feet. "Oh &^%$, kid!"
Cassie covered her mouth with her hands, looking horrified.
"THAT'S for kidnapping my sister." Bunny growled, crossing her arms.
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STEVE ASWELL
It was not what he had been expecting to see when he entered the cafeteria at Xaviers School. There was Sabretooth on his knees infront of a young Native American woman who looked to be the age of his petite-chaton. The other feral, Logan, looked like he was about to grab someone and run and his adopted sister looked horrified standing beside a gaping mutant child.
He stood there quietly, unnoticed, absorbing the situation before a smile quirked at his lips. `And that must be Bunny.`
The ferals prone state didn't last of long, however. In a matter of minutes, Victor was rising up again, his face truly a terror to behold. To her credit, the young woman who had dealt the terrible blow didn't look at her frightened, standing cockily with her arms crossed.
When the feral let out a huge, earth-shattering roar, even Steve took a small step back. It was a lion claiming it's territory. A challenge. A demand for obedience and submission. And Bunny was having none of it.
So, Victor grabbed her bodily by the throat and threw her across the cafeteria.
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`No no no no no no no no no no no no no no, this is not happening, this is Not happening, this is NOT HAPPENING!` Cassie exclaimed in her mind, trying to convince herself that the scene unfolding infront of her was some kind of bad dream.
Despite being thrown, Kayla managed to turn herself during her trip through the air and landed crouched down on her feet, one hand on the ground to steady herself and her left hand pulling out one of her knives.
"You didn't think I'd let someone get away with kidnapping my little sister, did you?" Kayla growled before throwing the knife with accuracy. The blade caught Sabretooth right in the shoulder and the feral let out another roar, simply pulling the knife out of his shoulder and dropping it to the ground with a clatter.
"Hey now," Logan said, both arms up. "let's not go overboard."
But Victor was already charging at the woman who had DARED to kick him in the balls. Big sister of his mate or not, she was going down. HE was the alpha here.
Unnoticed, Steve sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as the two began to fight, claws verses knives, strength and speed against flexibility. Then the pair froze into statues.
*That is ENOUGH!* the Professors voice rang in their heads before the man even wheeled himself into the room. But Victor had figured out the little wall trick against the telepath and had already regained movement, snarling at the frozen Native American as he stalked forward.
" &*^%$$# frail needs ta learn a lesson." Victor/Sabretooth growled, moving with murderous intent. "Kick ME in the balls, will ya?"
Cassie, deciding she was the best one to diffuse the situation, barreled herself at the feral, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing tight. "STOP VICTOR! Would YOU have done any different if someone had kidnapped me from YOU!"
Victor paused, his hackles still raised, a growl still emitting from his throat. "S'not the same, frail." He growled lowly at her. "Now let go."
"It IS the same!" Cassie exclaimed, tears running down her face.
"BOTH OF YOU!"
Roddy began to cry as well, tears welling in his big reptilian eyes.
Cassie looked towards her soul-sister from around Victors big body. "And Bun, not that I don't understand, but if you're going to fight, please keep it ABOVE the belt!"
"There will be no fighting at all." The Professor said firmly. "I suggest you both take some time to yourselves to calm down. Victor, your mate and Roddy need calming."
The Professor smartly managed to hit on the one thing that would stop Victor/Sabretooth's path to blood-shed. Still keeping his gaze on the frozen Kayla, Victor held out one arm. "Come'ere cub."
Roddy went to him, sniffing, and Victor managed to sweep him up with one arm and cuddle him against his chest. This time, it was hard to start his purr with the anger and rage fueling inside of him, but he managed it…..just barely.
"I'm fine, cub. Relax." He stroked Roddys head without moving his gaze. "And YOU," he growled to the frozen Kayla. "This isn't over yet."
Logan practically sagged in relief, walking towards the Professor. "I have ta hand it to ya, Chuck, that was some great timing."
"I believe Victor has something he wishes to speak to you about, Logan." The Professor said calmly. "And Ms. Kayla, I will let you go if you do not attack Victor again today. I understand that the two of you must come to blows, but let it be in three days time in the danger room and not now when it's nearing ten-o-clock at night and everyone is tired. Is this understood?"
Whatever he must have sensed or heard from 'Bunny's mind must have placated him, for the Professor let go of his hold her on her mind.
The Native American scowled at the feral Sabretooth, but there was also some respect in her face. "Damn, you can throw."
Victors eyebrows flew up then he growled impressively. "You kick me there again, and I'll gut ya, no matter what you are to my mate." When Cassie whacked him on the back he gave another alpha growl. "YOU, get ta bed with the cub. NOW. Jimmy, you. Me. Talk. NOW!" and gently pushing his cub and mate infront of him towards the door he gave his younger brother a glare that took no prisoners and headed outside where he could breath, Jimmy following.