The hard geyser of water beat down on Victor's exposed torso. The ice cold temperature had him shivering as he gasped and pushed against the wall, covering his face.

"Filthy animal is what you are," Barqee turned the hose off and put it to the side, "This little thing is quite useful."

The mutant kneeled on the cement ground, quivering as the man slowly stomped towards him. He could hear him yelling something at him in German before bringing a stick down against his back.

After several blows and shouts the mutant finally yelled out, "Speak English!"

"Let me translate: you are of a disgusting breed. Mutants. Filthy beast. You're an animal with man's skin. Nothing more!" he brought the stick down again, "You fight me and I'll make sure your pitiful life is a living nightmare."

"I'm not afraid of you," he glared up at the man, "You're far more pitiful than me. I can do my own fighting. You need me."

Those words earned him a kick in the side, "Filthy beast."

X

Logan tapped impatiently as he waited for his brother's return. Within moments the giant dragged a battered Victor over and tossed him into his cell.

"What did you do to him!?" Logan hurried to his side, "I'll kill you!"

"Just some gentle reminders of who's in charge here." he smiled, "I'll suggest you learn from him, lest you need a reminder as well."

Logan glared as the man walked off, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. He hits like a woman ," Vic pushed himself up, the swelling already going down and the bruises healing.

"You're starting to heal faster."

"Guess I'm just use to it," He turned his head away.

Jimmy looked to his brother's back. It looked like he fell from a tree, "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you."

"You should be. You know I know everything," he smirked.

That didn't make him feel any less guilty.

Vic saw his look and gave him a hug. "Think your claws are good on things not made of flesh?"

The younger looked to the pipe in the wall and looked to his knuckles as his let his claws out, "Lets see."

X

The chef sighed as he prepared breakfast for the household.

"Master says the fighters are getting no food today," Ior told him.

"I could have received this information earlier," he glanced out the window, "Looks Like you get an extra helping.

"I have no qualms over that. What are you looking to?"

"Some animals are rummaging through the filth again, I suppose. Or a farmer attempting to make fertilizer."

"Lovely," the servant walked off.

X

"Alright animals, I have some early fights for you," Barqee strolled to his holding area, "The stench is unbearable down here."

As he neared the room he kept them in a large amount of sunlight could be seen streaming in. He hurried over and there was piping everywhere from what was the makeshift toilet and several brick pieces of the wall, chipped, carved and pulled away with drips of blood, claw and bone scattered on the floor.

"Teufel noch mal," the giant growled and hurried to the upper levels. The beast had escaped.

X

Logan groaned as they sat in the lake, doing their best to wash, "That was horrible."

"Very much so," Vic reemerged, "We gotta go, now."

X

They quickly made their way to their apartment and barricaded the door.

"Boil some water and I'll pack."

"You really think he'll come here?" Logan did as he was told.

"Who knows how long he stalked us before holding us prisoner for a d mn week. We need to get out of this town and if you're boiling water as I'm packing we have enough time for a thorough bath to get this remaining wreak off."

"Boiling the water and helping pack," he nodded.

Getting everything together took a total of twenty minutes. Getting scrubbed down and in their own clothes took thirty minutes. They did crawl through a toilet to get out of that place.

"We got everything we can get," Logan grabbed the basket and looked to the door, "Any cash?"

"Enough," he glanced out the window. He heard talking a while ago and was very paranoid at the moment, "Alright, let's move before it gets too late." he climbed out of the third story window and quickly scaled the building with his little brother in close pursuit.

"So where are we gonna go?" Logan kept a low profile as they hurried along towards the train tracks.

"Stop asking me questions like I know the answer."

"Didn't you say you knew everything just last night?" the younger teased as they walked.

Victor just rolled his eyes and continued the trudge, "Wherever we go."

"Sounds about right. At least we can catch a ride," he hoped the train as it came zooming by.

X

"Have you found the beasts yet?" Barqee tapped his foot impatiently.

"We've searched their home and they were there but are no longer."

"Masion will be quite displeased with this information," Bar sighed at having to tell his head.