CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
Alpha
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…..ahem. Now, onto the story. Also, I made a few spelling corrections.
I accidently put 'drasp' for 'grasp'…lol. I also added a vocabulary word (double LOL).
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"Geez, Vic, didya have ta leave'em all comatose?" Logan asked as he entered the danger-room and surveyed the carnage. Even Bruce Banner transformed into the green hulk was passed out, dead to the world on the floor.
Victor grunted and bent down to sling the out-cold body of the Black Widow over his shoulder. "They shoulda known better than ta challenge me." There was a continent, no, an entire PLANET of pride in the Sabretooths voice. "Help me get these fools to the med-bay, Jimmy."
Logan couldn't help but chuckle a little as he slung Clint Barton over his shoulder in a firemans carry. "Now how are they supposed ta help up track down the ice-prick?"
Victor managed to grab the muscular Asgardian Thor with his other arm and began to cart the two (2) unconscious Avengers out of the destroyed danger-room. "They had ta be taught a lesson, Jimmy; needed ta understand who's alpha here."
"That is if they actually REMEMBER anything when they wake up." Logan countered.
"Oh, they'll remember, even if I have ta beat it into'em again." Victor replied.
"Not exactly the point I was tryin' ta give, Vic." Logan responded. He paused beside the huge, unconscious, and very green body of the Hulk. "And just how are we supposed ta get the big guy to the med-bay, huh?"
The Sabretooth nudged the green form with his foot. "He'll be fine. That gamma radiation thing he's got goin' will heal him up in no time."
Logan looked at his brother in suspicion and surprise. "How do you know that?"
Victor rolled his eyes as he headed towards the door. "I was Magnetos right-hand man, Jimmy."
"Hired muscle more like." Logan muttered under his breath and his big brother arched an eyebrow at him, just daring him to repeat it. "What was that, Jimmy?"
Logan just barely bit back the urge to say 'You heard me' then wondered why he was even trying to restrain himself; he wasn't exactly the type to think about his words or their consequences when his adamantium claws could do so much better. Much quicker 'to the point' you could say. (snicker).
`It's because I've accepted him as alpha…..` Logan thought, and the realization stunned him so much he stopped in his tracks.
"That's what I thought…..Jimmy?" Victor turned to see his 'little' brother standing with a concentrated and yet lost look on his face, one that immediately riled Victors protective instincts.
Reminding himself that his little brother wasn't ten (10) anymore, Victor took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Of course, if his little brother didn't snap out of it within the next few minutes, he would drop the two so called 'heros' he was carting like hot potatoes to check on the runt.
Even though the runt was long past the stage where the purr could work on him, Victor found himself starting it up anyway, anxious for his little brother to be okay. He dropped the Asgardian and the super-spy to the floor (more gently than he had thought he would) and marched up to his brother, taking hold of his shoulders and looking him straight in the eye. "Jimmy…..JIMMY!"
…..no response.
"JAMES LOGAN HOWLETT YOU LISTEN TO ME NOW!"
Now that worked.
The Runts eyes cleared as he looked at his older brother, this time seeing him and not his own thoughts.
"Geez, Vic, are ya tryin' ta make me deaf!?" the Wolverine attempted to shove the bigger feral away, but couldn't. He was even more disgusted when Victor leaned forward and began to nudge him with his head like an oversized cat seeking affection.
Logan made a revolted face and began to shove at the bulky feral. "Get offa me, ya big cat!"
Victor chuckled deep and low. Yep, looked like the runt was okay. "As I was sayin'," Victor continued, moving to pick up Natasha and Thor again. "I was Magnetos right-hand man. Old bucket-head had files on almost every class five (5) mutant, including Bruce Banner."
"And old Magnet just left those files layin' around, huh." Logan said skeptically.
Victor smirked, and that was when those of their closest pack came flooding into the danger room.
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Victor was pleasantly surprised when his mate made a bee-line straight for him, ignoring the two unconscious Avengers hoisted in his arms and immediately began to grasp at his left arm, feeling his bicep. His hunting furs had completely burnt off his arm from Iron Mans repulsor blast, but the skin and muscle, tendons and nerves, had already completely repaired, courtesy of his feral healing powers.
The panic that had wracked her at seeing flesh burned away to bone finally began to ebb.
"I'm fine, mate." Victor literally purred, once again dropping the two (2)
Avengers in favor of his mate. He scooped her up into his arms, holding her against his chest, scenting her panic and seeking to soothe it.
"Y-You're arm….." Cassie stuttered and Victor felt her body shaking. "The s-skin. It was completely burnt off." Even now she clutched at his arm as if reassuring herself that it was still there.
Victor felt that warmth, that light that was now becoming so pleasantly familiar, flowing through his chest. When had been the last time someone had worried about him being injured? Fussing over him?
`Never…..` he realized. After all, he was the Sabretooth, a class five (5) feral. Who cared if he got a cannonball through the stomach or a bullet in the head, he would heal. Forget him.
…..but not his mate.
No. She cared whether or not he got hurt, regardless of how quickly he healed.
He rubbed his cheek ontop of her head, cradling her easily with one arm while the other petted her with long, soothing strokes, starting from her head, sliding down her hair then going straight down to her tail-bone. Repeat and repeat.
"Wow, Toothy, that was AMAZING!" The little firecracker Jubilee exclaimed as she rushed up to her new idol. "The way you hit Iron-Man out of the air and got Thors hammer and—"
"Breathe Jubilee." Logan admonished, rolling his eyes. "Hawkeye here isn't getting any lighter."
Clarisse looked worriedly at the fallen Avengers. "They're not dead….are they?" she asked hesitantly.
"No, Clarisse." Logan reassured her and, as if to prove this fact, the great green hulk let out a low groan that practically shook the walls.
"* #^!" Logan cursed. "EVERYONE OUT OF HERE NOW!"
Victor, however, smirked calmly as the Hulk (all eight (8) feet and over one-thousand pounds of him) slowly rose to his feet. "He knows who's alpha now."
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VOCABULARY:
REVOLTED: Disgusted
EBB: decline, go away
CARNAGE: slaughter
CITATIONS:
Acotilletta2, , Khalilroquemore, Marvelnerd101, Titus Pullo/Holku, Spidey287, M TadakastuSmash, et al, and et al. "Hulk (Bruce Banner)." Marvel Universe Wiki. Marvel. Web. 19 Mar 2014. /universe/Hulk_(Bruce_Banner).
AN: NEXT UP: What happens with the Hulk, Bobby meets his Mentor (maybe) and more with Cerise Darkholm