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Something Sinister This Way Comes
By Author Unknown
I am the Watcher - recently this planet that it is both my duty and
pleasure to watch - Earth - came near total annihaltion by the Mutant known
as Onslaught, had it not been for the brave sacrifice of the Earth's heroes I
would have been made - how would Ben Grimm put it? - I would have been made
redundant.
But with Onslaught's death came a new hope to this world - the hope
of new heroes, the hope that human and mutant would see past their
differences and end their war - alas this was not to be, human/mutant
relationships have become even more strained with the death of Graydon Creed,
the loss of the heroes and Operation: Zero Tolerance.
As I always do, I stared into alternate timelines, to see what would
have happened had Onslaught not come about - what I saw shocked me.
In the Reality we know, Onslaught was created at the point where
Charles Xavier wiped clean the mind of Magneto, but Xavier was only able to
go to this extreme when Wolverine's adamantium was ripped from his body -
what if things had gone differently?
In this universe, as Wolverine's adamantuim was torn from his body,
Professor Xavier let loose with the full force of his immense psi-abilities,
he smashed Magneto's mental defenses and took control of his powers - sending
the X-Men back to Earth, he then shot the remains of Avalon out of Earth's
atmosphere at close to the speed of light, at the same time scattering the
acolytes around the world and creating a small escape pod for himself.
When the pod landed at the Mansion, the X-Men found him lying
unconscious inside of it - he was deep in a coma and showed no signs of
coming out of it.
It is a month after these events when the dreams start to come.....
".....know for sure, chere," Gambit said, looking at the huge
metallic pod,"I've been having dreams about this place, but I don't know what
it is?"
"It's the Z'Noxx chamber," said Rogue, who was dressed in shorts and
a tight, white t-shirt, Gambit had awoken her from sleep to bring her down
here into the sewers,"It's the most psi-resiliant chamber in the world -
anyone in here is totally protected from any sort of psi-talent. The Prof.
used it to fake his death so that he could fight the Z'Noxx aliens without
them being aware of him."
Gambit walked up to the keypad,"How do we get in?"
"We can't, Jean is the only one who knows the right code, apart from
the Professor, he's not really in any position to tell us though, is he?'
The Professor was still in his coma, despite everything that Hank
McCoy tried, he wasn't getting any better.
Gambit frowned, then reached out and pushed a complex series of
numbers, the chamber let out a hiss, then slid open, allowing them access.
"Remy, how did you.......?"
"Shhh," he said with a grin,"I don't know - but I did it."
They entered the chamber, Rogue looked around and smiled, something
seemed right about this place, she didn't know what it was - but she felt
good. The chamber suddenly closed behind them, Rogue whirled and leaped to
it, but there was no evidence of a crack of any sort to show where the
parting had been.
"I don't like this Remy," she said, but she realised she was lying,
this all felt right. She stared at Gambit as he approached her, he took her
by the shoulders and smiled.
"I don't know why," he said,"But I feel a sudden need to kiss you."
"Gambit, no!" she cried, feeling panic well up in her body,"Don't
spoil this feeling....."
But he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips, she cringed
back, and then realised that nothing was happening,"Wha........?"
"I don't understand it either, chere," he said,"But I feel like this
is right - I've dreamt about this chamber, and you were always in it."
"Kiss me again," she said, and he did, first slowly and tenderly, but
as she wrapped her arms around his neck, more passionately, Rogue began to
moan in pleasure, as over 15 years of built up sexual tension that had been
impossible to release, ever since she discovered she was a mutant began to
find a pressure valve. She pulled him down to the floor and he lay on top of
her, his tongue snaking down her throat, she felt his penis against her inner
thigh, hard as a rock, and for once was not scared, she reached down into his
boxer shorts - which was all he was wearing, and grabbed it - it felt so good
to have flesh against flesh once more - something she had not felt since she
was thirteen years old.
"Wait," said Gambit, pulling away, she groaned in disappointment.
"What is it?" she asked, fearful that he had felt some sort of drain.
"It's going to be your first time isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes......let's not wait any longer!"
"No....I,......don't.....don't you want it to be special?"
"Of course, but Remy, this is special..."
"No - Rogue, I love you, I want you to have the best of everything -
everything! I want to cook you a romantic dinner, take you dancing, and
then I want your first time to be special."
Rogue smiled,"Oh Gambit, thank you," she reach up to him and stroked
his cheek, marvelling in the sensation of her flesh against anothers,"Till
tomorrow then?"
"Till tomorrow."
Scott Summers slammed the phone down, muttered a curse and walked
down the hallway angrily, his fiancee, Jean Grey stepped out of the bathroom,
looked out the doorway and winced at the way he was hunching his back - he
was angry.
"Scott, what's the matter?" she asked, running up behind him, she
passed Wolverine's room and stopped, looking in she saw that it was empty,
everything in it had been taken out,"Where's Logan?" she asked.
Scott whirled around, she caught the stray thought in his head before
he banished it,"You care more about him than me!"
"Scott, that's not true!" she exclaimed.
He winced as he realised she had picked up the thought through their
psi-link, he walked over and hugged her,"I'm sorry," he said,"I was just on
the phone with Alex."
"What's wrong?"
"He's talking about leaving X-Factor, as soon as he said it I just
went off, I should really call him back - he wanted support, not
confrontation."
"What made you get so angry?" she asked,"Alex is probably just
confused, what with Multiple Man's death and all."
"I'm having dreams lately, with mixed messages - they tell me not to
hold back the marriage like we decided, and also to watch out for Alex."
"Watch out for him? Alex is your brother, not only wouldn't he hurt
you, he can't hurt you - your powers cancel each other out."
"I know," Scott said,"I'm going to ring him back up - I don't know
where Logan is," he said with a smile,"I saw him talking with Storm earlier -
perhaps she knows."
Storm stood staring at the picture - something was wrong, but she
couldn't place it - it was a picture from the X-men 'family' picnic last year
- and she felt like someone was missing.
She put it down and turned to look at Jubilee, who was sitting
watching t.v - or so she liked to think everyone thought, she was actually
sulking.
"Jubilation," said Storm,"You cannot just sit and sulk all day."
"He just up and left," she said, glaring at Storm like it was her
fault,"Said some crap about strange dreams and that he was losing control of
his wild side, and then just up and left."
"Julilation, Logan is a very complex man, he has ever been an enigma
wrapped in a mystery, you know that we recently discovered that his body was
further mutating now that the adamantium has been removed from his body and
he finds it's harder to resist his animal impulses."
"Did he tell you what his dreams were about?" asked a new voice, they
both turned to see Jean standing in the doorway,"And why didn't he tell me?"
"I am sorry Jean," said Storm,"He felt that if he talked to you he
would not be able to leave - and he did not tell me what his dreams were
about."
Jubilee turned back to MTV, she turned the sound up loud and Storm
and Jean both left the room, closing the door behind them.
"I am worried about her," said Jean,"She hasn't shown an interest in
anything lately, unless it involved Logan."
"He was her role-model, her hero," said Storm,"That's why she didn't
join Generation X, she was scared to be away from him - since the Professor's
coma Logan has been different - maybe she fears that without her he will fall
apart."
"Have you been having dreams too?" asked Jean,"It's seems Logan has,
so had Scott - and have you seen Gambit today?"
"Indeed," said Storm,"He's like a small boy on Christmas day, rushing
around, he actually giggled while talking to Henry, then the two of them
drove into town."
"He took Hank? And what about Rogue?"
"She's in her room, singing."
"Something is going on," said Jean,"And I'm not sure I like it."
What a dump, you'd think the Friends of Humanity would want to tear
this place apart because of the way it degrades humans, reducing them to
nothing but meat - but no, they make it their headquarters here instead.
Guess that about sums up what they're about.
"Hey runt, get out of my way," yells a large redneck, pushing past
me, I'd like to gut him, one less inbred, beer guzzling bigot about. But's
that my animal side coming to the fore, lately things like that have been
popping into my head and I find it harder to get them out.
I'm wearing jeans, boots, a flannel shirt and a cowboy hat, got a
brew in my hand and I'm pretending to be looking at the naked women dancing
on the table - truth is, these so called beautiful woman disgust me -
parading around naked for the enjoyment of others. Jean and Ororo are two of
the most beautiful women I know, and they're not the type to ever do this
kind of thing, they have a self esteem and dignity to them that would make
them beautiful no matter what they look like. A strange odor hits me, I turn
and notice the bald man walking into the back room, he has a diamond tattoo
on his forehead, dressed up like a real good ole boy, I recognise the scent
easily - and I know he see's me. He was the last person I expected to see
and not the type I want to get in a fight with - but I got business on the
other side of that door and I mean to deal with it - he won't get in my way,
he's too smart for that.
I cross the room, dodging idiots with stone slabs for arms and
gigantic beerbellies, when I get to the door a couple of big guys step into
my way.
"Room's for staff only," says one.
"Go watch the girls," says the others,"Those are the only tittie's
you'll ever see in this life, runt."
They both laugh, wow, I'm impressed - they were able to make a joke
about my height, they're obviously rhode scholars working here to get through
college. I turn though, and walk away, I just wanted to get close enough to
the door to smell what was on the other side, now I know I can leave, for now
- I'll be back later by a more indirect route.
Jubilee watched as Jean, Storm and Scott drove away into Westchester,
she smiled - she thought they would never leave. She walked into the danger
room, staring around she noted that no one was there, she turned to one of
the security surveillance devices. She saw Psylocke out by the pool, th
beautiful ninja was sunbathing, a shadow suddenly loomed over her and she
squealed with delight, leaping up and kissing him.
"Wow," said Jubilee,"I've never seen Psylocke so excited," she panned
the camera up and saw that it was Archangel, back from whatever mission he
had been on, he extended his wings and lifted into the air, carrying Psylocke
in his arms, they flew off into the forest.
"Geez," muttered Jubilee,"He's only been gone a week," she flicked
through other camera shots, catching Bobby, who was turning the leg supports
of the Beast's bed into ice, she giggled at the thought of poor Henry's face
when he went to bed that night. She panned to the next shot and found Rogue
in the kitchen, she was grabbing something out of the fridge while dancing
and singing, she turned and danced out the doorway, she had a cucumber in her
hand.
"Well, well, well," said Jubilee,"A small smile on her face,"What
are we up to Miss I can't touch anyone or they'll die?"
She turned off the surveillance and walked back to the living room,
Iceman was watching Ren and Stimpy.
"Bobby, I was watching t.v!" she moaned.
"Yep," he replied with a grin,"Now I am, you can have it back in half
and hour when I go suck up to Mr "I hate Mutants" Graydon Creed"
"Ooh!" she yelled out, stamping her foot, turning she walked up the
stairs to her room, as she did she passed Storm's door, which was open. She
looked in, it was spotless, everything was not only in it's place, but it
looked like it belonged there. She walked in and closed the door, looking
out the window she saw that no one was in any position to see her. She
quickly rushed to the closet and looked inside, everything was perfectly well
ordered, it made her mad to see such cleanliness, she hated it because after
going back to her room, everything seemed so chaotic and messy.
"Come on, I know there's at least something a little dirty in here,"
she muttered, grabbing a shoebox, she ripped the top of, inside was Storm's
tax information - but something seemed wrong,"This isn't right."
She lifted the tax papers, receipts and invoices up and found what
she had been looking for, she smiled as she looked on Storm's little vice.
It was a purple vibrator, it was filled with some sort of beads and had a
little face at the tip, she had seen one of these on MTV once she thought to
herself, it also had what looked like a little dildo protuding from the
base, she couldn't figure out what it was for, perhaps it was meant to rub
against the clitoris, but it seemed to be too far out for that. She switched
it on and watched both of them begin to twirl slowly around, just the look of
it made her juices start to flow and she caught her free hand straying down
between her legs. The little beds were moving around inside, which indicated
they made up the integral part of the vibrations.
She looked out the window, there was no sign of Warren or Betsy, and
Bobby was probably still watching t.v, she rushed to the door and turned the
lock. She rushed back to the closet and grabbed the vibrator in her hand,
she slipped out of her yellow overcoat and slid her pants off, quickly
followed by her panties, which revealed her pussy, which she managed to keep
well trimmed (I may be messy with my room, she thought, but I keep myself in
great shape), as she sat, preparing to run the vibrator between her legs she
remembered something she had seen on a porno movie she had caught Bobby
watching once, she slid her top and bra off, her breasts, which in her mind
were about average size (although, compared to the mammaries that Rogue,
Sotrm, Jean and Psylocke carried around, she was practically flat she thought
with a grin) stood exposed, her nippled erect from her sexual excitement, she
turned the vibrator on and ran it quickly over one nipple, a shudder of
pleasure rushed through her and she nearly moaned out loud, she quickly
caught herself, lay back on the ground, her legs bent and spread slightly,
and began running the vibrator over her breasts.
When Rogue was eighteen she lost her hymen to a cucumber, it had hurt
slightly, but her body had quickly recovered. Unable to find any sexual
release except by her own hand or with inanimate objects, she became a
regular masturbator.
Ever since last night, when she had discovered that Gambit could
touch her in the Z'Noxx chamber, she had been growing hornier and hornier.
She had fingered herself until she came early this morning, and since then
had felt extremely happy, but she had also gotten hornier and hornier - she
longed to lose her virginity - which should have set sail with her hymen all
those years ago.
Now she lay on her bed, naked, her huge breasts heaving, legs spread
and sliding a cucumber in and out of her vagina. She had come twice already,
but hadn't gotten any less horny yet, she had actually done this for several
hours once before, till the cucumber had become limp and saggy - she had not
been able to beleive that she had fucked out an inanimate object - but then,
a dildo would have probably run out of batteries several hours earlier.
She came again, whimpering slightly in pleasure as her juices ran
down her legs, forming a small puddle around her ass cheeks. The cucumber
slid in and out between her legs, sometimes she slid it slightly in, then she
would slide it nearly fully in before sliding it slowly back out again. She
closed her eyes and tried to imagine what Gambit's cock would feel like
inside of her, would it be like the cucumber, or wold it feel different?
She slid the cucumber out and threw it to the floor, sliding one hand
down between her thighs, she began pinching a nipple while one finger made
ever declining circles around her clit, finally resting on her wet button,
which she began to rub faster and faster, almost grinding her finger against
the small love button. She came again and this time cried out in pleasure,
she stopped, listening, no one was coming up the stairs, she listened for any
sort of noise and heard a low moaning from what sounded like Storm's room -
she smiled, she knew Storm had a vibrator in her closet, she had used it once
herself in fact - and hey, which two girls deserved it more? The two of them
hadn't gotten laid in a long time, Storm in a couple of years, Rogue - never.
She sighed, then smiled again as her fingers began to slide in and
out of her pussy.
The dreams, it seems they never end, every night I dream, and each
night the dream gets worse - the demons from my past all rise up for me, and
though I try to fight them off, I can't - my own inner demons are there too,
and this time I can't stop them - I feel my animal side rising up, and I know
that this time I won't be able to stop it. Every night I wake up a little
further along in that dream, in the beginning I was fighting the demons,
later I found myself being pulled down by my own inner demons, next thing I
know I'm being beaten by them, and last night? well, last night, everything
changed.
I was being pulled down again, I felt myself changing, becoming an
animal, and then suddenly a blast of pure light tore through the demons, it
hit me and I felt myself standing tall again, well as tall as this runt can,
and I realise that everything has been solved.......for now.
It's then that I hear the voice, I look over and see Chuck, when I
try and run to him, he moves further back, he shakes his head and tells me
that he's not able to return yet, then a man appears next to him, a largely
muscled, extremely tall black man. I don't know him, but I feel that I
should.
"Remember Logan," Chuck says,"Try to remember," and then the dream
ends.
I cut off my ruminations as I catch the scent, I turn and look at
him, he's changed back to his real form.
"Don't like the human look?" I ask him.
"Human's are a step back," he says,"Mutants are the new age, and they
must be allowed to evolve as nature sees fit."
"For a guy who loves mutants," I say, lighting up a match for my
cigarette,"You're spending an awful lot of time with the Friends of
Humanity."
"What do you want with them?" he asks me, I smiled, and replied to
his question in the form of a question, Alex Trebeck would be proud.
"Why were you there?"
"They are looking up known mutants, they found Threnody in their
files, I came to destroy that file, I have done so."
He's lying, and we both know it, but I let it slide,"I'm going to
talk to Creed, You have some sort of problem with that?"
"None whatsoever," he says, he smiles, but his eyes are dead - that's
something I've always noticed about him, he seems to have no emotions at all,
he can pretend, but I think he really gave up his humanity when he became a
mutant, he decided he didn't want it and just disposed of it,"And you won't
be coming after Threnody will you?"
"Don't worry, you told us you'd look after her, and as far as we
know, you have, now get out of here!"
"I wouldn't test me Logan," he says with a slight smile,"Your
adamantium is gone, your healing
factor is slowing down - your showing your age."
Incredibly, despite what he was saying was true, I could sense he was
lying again, or at least
not telling the whole truth. I unsheathed my claws, a large grin on my
face,"You want to test that
theory?"
He smiles and walks away, one second he's there, the next his scent
is gone, he deserves his name, I think, because he really is Sinister.
The girl was flirting with Gambit, but he wasn't even responding, she seemed
to get the message and just helped him find what he was looking for.
Henry McCoy, Hank to his teammates, the Beast and Dr Henry McCoy to
the outside world, was in one word - unique.
At the moment he wore an image inducer, but at Scientific conventions
and when working with the Government, he showed himself as he was - the blur
furred, highly muscled mutant. He could only do this because he was once an
Avenger, and people remembered that, and because he was one of the lead
researcher's into the Legacy Virus.
Despite his genius, however, he had been unsuccessfull in his efforts
- but the dreams.......
.....lately the dreams had been taking on an almost real life
quality, in them he found himself working at the lab when he noted a
chromosonal imbalance in the Legacy Virus, researching further, he discovered
that the imbalance could quite easily be broken, causing the virus to
collapse upon itself, rendering it harmless - but in order to do so he needed
to create a antibody made up of several components, that - while seemingly
real enough in the dream - did not exist in the real world. Yet he had the
same dream everynight.
Gambit turned, the plastic bags in his hand and a large smile on his
face, and grabbed the Beast by his arm,"Come along, I have to set things up
back at the mansion, this'll be a romantic dinner like no other!"
As he and the Beast strode out, still swinging each others arms, the
checkout girl smiled,"So that's why he didn't respond to me! They're gay!"
Jubilee slowly slid the vibrator up her cunt, she gasped as the
purple dildo slowly rotated inside
of her, whilst vibrating, and she came straight away from shock.
"Wow!" she said, truly smiling happily for the first time since Logan
had left, the only trouble was the smaller attachment - it was indeed to far
up for her clitoris, instead it was tangling in her pubic
hair, she groaned as she slipped the dildo out, trying to figure out how to
use the damn thing right. She
smiled as she realised she could turn it upside down, so that the smaller
attachment would rest between
her buttocks, which had a slight itch between them, she figured she could
scratch that at the same time with the little probe, she quickly turned it
around, the small probe twirling in her juices for a second, then slid the
vibrator back up her cunt - she moaned in ectasy as it vibrated past her
sensitive cunt lips, and pushed into her, creating a feeling of wholeness and
well being.
She felt the little probe attachment sliding deeper past her
buttocks, it touched the rim of her anus and suddenly she understood what it
was there for, she cried out in shock as the smaller dildo, lubricated with
her own juice, slid slowly up her anus, the slight ache of pain soon changed
into a much more pleasurable ache, she could feel the thin membrane between
her ass and pussy being touched on both sides by each dildo, and the
sensation was incredible, she came again, biting back the loud cry of ectasy
that wanted to erupt from her.
The rotating, vibrating dildo was now well lubricated by her own
juices and slid in and out of her cunt easily, her little clit had slipped
out of it's hood, and was also soaking in juices, she slid a finger down to
it and began to rub slowly in small circles, new waves of pleasure rocked
through her as she came for a third time. She felt a wave of superiority
towards Rogue overrush her at the fact that she was not a virgin, her hymen
had parted company with her cunt several months ago when she had meet a boy
named Robin, who apparently came from another universe. She still remembered
his long but slender cock sliding in and out of her as he had nibbled
naughtily on her nipples, she giggled at that bit of illiteration - the truth
was, he hadn't lasted too long, only five minutes, and she had had to wank
herself to come, but he had enjoyed watching, and she had felt that same
sense of completeness, but now it was more, the vibrator sliding in and out
of both her cunt and anus made her feel truly fulfilled, she wondered how she
could get this thing away from Storm without her notice - but decided against
it, if she had to, she would buy her own.
From dimitri@ihug.co.nz Tue Jun 10 14:08:33 1997
I can guarantee that there'll be a few missed chapters somewhere, so
just contact me at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - and I can send you anything you
miss, or even look at www.dejanews.com I'm sure they'll have them somewhere.
Here's the deal, whatever is the legal age to view pornographic
material in your country is how old you have to be to read this story - if
you're not that old then you can't read it - by reading this story you are
saying you are of a legal age to view this material - if you are not I can
not be held responsible.
Warren had been having a lot of dreams lately, the majority of them
involved his metallic wings falling apart to reveal the old feathery wings
that he had once bore before Apocalypse. He ignored those dreams however,
and concentrated more on the ones about him and Psylocke - because one of
them was coming true right now.
She was before him, on her knees, naked, one hand rested between her
thighs, her fingers sliding in and out of her cunt, while she slowly and
expertly deepthroated his cock.
Many people saw Betsy Braddock aka Psylocke as an ice queen, devoid
of any emotion - but that was far from true - just as he, Warren Worthington
III aka Archangel, was not the spoilt little rich boy most people thought he
was. Betsy was very reserved most of the time, but every so often she let
her emotions come through - this was one of those times.
She sat before him, sliding his cock slowly down her mouth, taking in
his full nine inches, not gagging in the slightest, then drawing back, till
only the tip of his cock was left in her warm, moist mouth. As she slid his
meat back into her mouth, his cock jerked slightly, she slipped it nearly all
out, again leaving only the tip inside, her tongue circled around the rim of
his cockhead and he moaned in pleasure, she smiled as her hand wrapped around
his lubricated cock and began to slide up and down, wanking him slowly.
Pulling her mouth away, she smiled up at him,"Don't come yet, I want you up
my ass."
That was another reason why Warren loved her so much, he had never
met a woman before who would come from being assfucked, but Psylocke had
changed all of that - she could orgasm from being done up her cunt, but had
multiple orgasms from being done up the ass. She swallowed his cock head
again and slipped her hand away, moving it behind her, he knew that she was
preparing her ass, covering it in her saliva she had picked up from his cock,
and slipping a finger in, soon she would slip another in, then a third, and
then she would have him fuck her up the ass.
Her mouth continued to slide up and down his cock, and he found
himself fighting not to come, he was on the brink, and was clenching his cock
to try and stop it, the need slowly subsided and he relaxed, enjoying being
sucked again.
Psylocke broke of, turning around so she was on all fours, her ass
was lubed up now, and her fingers were sliding in and out of her sopping wet
cunt. He approached her, got onto his knees, grabbed his cock in hand and
pressed the head against her anus, it parted slightly and he worked it in,
putting in the tip first, then continuing one inch at a time, only continuing
when she told him she was comfortable with it, finally he had worked eight
inches in and stopped there, he had learned from experience that anymore only
caused her pain. Now that he was all the way in he had to pause once more to
stop from cumming to soon, her incredibly tight ass causing feelings of
fantastic pleasure, it didn't help that she was clenching and unclenching her
anus to get comfortable with him in there. Then she came, her fingers had
been rubbing around her clit and she was unable and unwilling to hold back
the orgasm, her juices flowed down her fingers and her cunt and ass
tightened, he groaned and once more had to wait for the feeling to subside.
"Sorry Warren," she said, blushing slightly,"But it feels so good."
"Tell me about it," he replied with a smile, his skin was flushed,
luckily, having blue skin meant that it wasn't easy to notice, unfortunately,
having a telepath for a girlfriend meant she could notice.
"Do you want to wait a while? So you don't cum too soon?" she asked.
"No, I'm all right," he replied with a smile, placing his hands on
her hips, he slowly slid back, his cock retracting from her ass, she groaned
in pleasure, her fingers working furiously in her cunt, as he pulled nearly
fully out, then slid back in. He continued these motions for several
minutes, speeding up the pace, as he continued he stopped stopping at eight
inches and slid his entire length into her, he knew from experience that by
this point she was beyond feeling pain, and the sight, sound and feel of
slamming against her ass increased his own pleasure. She orgasmed twice more
before he could hold on no longer, and he emptied his load into her ass. He
pulled out and fell back onto his back, Psylocke also flopped over, but she
kept her knees bent and and arched her back as she continued to wank herself,
after she had came again she crawled over to him, his cock had leaked a
littled more cum which had slid down his now half erect cock, she engulfed it
once more with her mouth, removing the last traces of cum from his body, then
she too fell back, panting slightly, but with a satisfied smile of her face.
"You look like the cat who got into the cream," Warren said with a
smile.
"Actually," she said with a smile, making a rare joke,"My pussy is
the only thing that didn't get any cream!"
They both laughed as she wrapped her arms around him, lowered her
head onto his chest and fell asleep, he soon followed suit, the hot weather
causing a lazy drowsiness to overcome him.
As they lay, naked and asleep, a large shadow fell over them.
"Sleep now my dark son," said Apocalypse, the millenia old
Mutant"Rest, for a great battle is coming," turning, the ageless mutant
walked away, a brief smile flitting over his blue lips - the Age of
Apocalypse was coming!
He doesn't look so arrogant now, I thought as my bone claws slipped
out of my hand, pressing his neck against the wall, where they stuck into the
wood.
"That's claws one and three," I said with a smile,"Would you like to
meet number two?" The second claw was the middle one, it would slip right
through his neck.
"You don't scare me you mutie scum," whispered Graydon Creed, third
party candidate for the Presidency of the United States.
"Yeah, well it's not me you have to be worried about," I whispered,"A
lot of your prospective voters are gonna be real disappointed to hear you
hang around with a cult group like the Friends of Humanity, that has strong
connections to A.I.M, a known terrorist group. And even if that doesn't make
a difference, what about when the Friends of Humanity find out about your
parents, Sabretooth and Mystique? Two well known mutant outlaws?"
"I know you," he spat at me with hatred,"You used to hang around with
my fath......with that mutant didn't you?"
"A long time ago," I replied with a grin,"And we ain't exactly pals
now, but you had better listen, I want to know something from you, then I'll
leave you alone."
"I'll never tell you anything you mutie pig!"
"Just give me the password to your mutant files," I replied, you can
watch me use them, and even change the password when I'm done."
"Nothing doing!" he replied, I could see I wasn't going to get
anywhere, I punched him in the side, winding him, as he fell I walked to the
computer, switched it on and typed an experimental password - it worked! The
Beast would be proud.
"How....." he gasped as I began looking through the information.
"Darkholme?" I laughed,"Using your mothers maiden name for a password
ain't too original is it!?!"
He scowled as I found the information I wanted, his eyes widened as
he saw who it was,"What do you want with him!" he gasped.
I leapt from the chair and pulled him up,"Was the bald guy with a
diamond tattoo looking at this file!"
"Essex.....?" he began, then shut up,"I don't know who you're talking
about," but it was too late, I had seen the truth, Sinister had come here
under the name of Essex, looked up information about the boy I was looking
for, then left. I turned to the computer and smiled, I've never claimed to
be any kind of computer hacker, but you can't live with the Beast and not
pick up something. I typed in some commands and then leapt to the roof,
leaving through the skylight. I turned back and watched as Graydon Creed
read what was now written on every Friends of Humanity computer in America,
and I smiled as he screamed.
"Format of all files in F.O.H database (backups inclusive) now complete,
possiblity of retrieval - 0.01%"
Jubilee cried out in pleasure as once more she came, the double
headed vibrator sliding
faster and faster into her sopping cunt and lubricated asshole. She held one
of her nipples between thumb and forefinger, grinding it between them, she
felt like she was hyperventilating, she was so excited. She pulled the
vibrator mostly out of her cunt, tipping it upwards so it came to rest on her
clit, which she had recently been rubbing with the finger now busy with her
nipple. The vibrations rocked through her clitoris, causing her entire body
to spasm, she pulled the vibrator away, letting it slide out of her pussy.
"That was too intense," she gasped, she dropped the vibrator to the
ground and slipped a finger into herself, making quick, stroking motions,
slipping in two additional fingers, she came again.
She stood up and stretched, her breasts pulling back pleasurably, a
small pool of her cum lay on the uncarpeted floor, she grabbed her panties
and wiped it up. Cleaning off the vibrator too, she placed it back in the
shoebox and closed the wardrobe. She happned to glance out the blinds and
saw to her shock that Scott's car was back, she bundled up her clothes and
rushed to the door, unlocking it she opened it and peeked out, Storm's head
was just visible over the stairs, Jubilee would never be able to get out of
her room on time - not naked as she was in any case. She turned around and
rushed to the bed, sliding under it, she noticed her panties lying just
outside as the door was opening, she reached out, grabbed them and pulled
them under the bed.
Scott Summers was the leader of the X-men, apparently his genetic
bloodline was one of the most exceptional in the world, and yet here he was,
carrying around shopping bags for his finacee and friend.
Jean and Ororro walked in front of him, heads together, talking and
giggling almost like they were teenagers, in fact he felt much the same way
as he had when Jubilee had convinced him to take her to the mall.
"Look!," said Ororro - who as Storm was one of the most powerful
mutants in the world,"There's that new shop I was telling you about, it's
supposed to be great."
"Don't you girls have enough new clothes?" Scott asked, hoping they
would see reason.
"But Scott," said Jean with a smile,"It's a sale, I'll be saving
money."
Before he could reply the two woman walked into the store, he
grimaced and followed them, already the checkout girls were exclaiming over
their excellent figures, he turned and saw an extremely tall man, well
muscled with long blonde hair holding at least twelve bags.
"Here with your girlfriend?" he asked.
"I wish," replied the man glumly,"My mother!"
A stout, greying woman walked past him,"Hurry up Spencer," she said
and he started to follow her out of the store, turning he mouthed,"Help," to
Scott.
He grinned and mouthed back,"Sorry, you're on your own."
He sat down at one of the small seats, put the bags behind him and
stretched his feet out, a short, fat, balding man sat down next to him.
"Hi," he said to Scott.
Scott nodded in reply.
"Names Costanza, George Costanza," he said, he looked around the
store, spying Jean and Ororro,"Wow, check out that pair!"
Scott smiled,"Which one do you like?"
"The black one is nice........."
"African American...."
"Yeah, yeah, I hate political correctness - I'm not a European
American am I, no.......I'm white...but I can't say....ahh, forget it."
"You were saying."
"Yeah, the.......african american......is nice, but that red head has
got quite a body."
"Why don't you ask her out?" he asked with a grin.
"Are you kidding!?! Besides, they're obviously lesbians."
Scott nearly choked,"Pardon?"
"Oh come on, woman that beautiful are always lesbians, I should know,
I nearly married one."
Scott smiled, standing up he walked over to Jean, slid his hand over
her ass and when she turned, kissed her fully. Jean, through their psi-link,
saw what he was playing at, and decided to play along, she turned to Storm
and said,"I'm sorry Ororro, I was willing to love you forever, but now he's
shown me what a real man can do."
Ororro smiled, seeing something was up,"Okay, but I'll miss you
baby."
Scott walked over and picked up the bags, winking at George in the
meantime, then he and Jean walked out.
George shut his gaping jaw, stood up and walked up to Ororro, she
smiled warmly at him,"Try it, and I'll knock your teeth out."
As she walked out, moving her hips slightly, George turned to the
male checkout attendant and smiled,"It's obvious who wore the pants in that
relationship."
Once Storm reached the car, Scott and Jean were making out
passionately in the back seat, she knocked on the window,"If you kids can
hold out till we get home, I'll give you money to go to the drive-in!"
Now at home, Storm locked her door, opened her closed blinds to let the un
in, and stripped out of her clothes, her large breasts, free of the
constraints of both shirt and bra almost seemed to sigh in releif, she
slipped her panties off, revealing a neatly shaven pussy. She folded all of
her clothes and put them on a chair next to her bed, then she lay down and
stretched out luxuriantly, like a cat.
She simply preferred to sleep in the nude, without covers on, and she
wanted an nap, it being five in the afternoon, the sun shone through her
windows onto her nude form - however there were some things that simply had
to be done before you could go to sleep, her finger trailed down her body,
tracing a small circle around her erect nipple, then continuing onwards, till
it slid down the inner part of her cuntlips, then slowly slid inside of her,
she gasped in pleasure and began to slide in faster and faster, adding a
second finger, then a third. It had been a long time since she had been
fucked by a man, not since her break up with Forge, and now, despite not
wanting to admit it, she found herself fantasising about Cable.
He was the son of Scott Summers and Madelyne Pryor, a clone of Jean
Grey, but he had been infected with a techno-virus and taken a thousand years
into the future, where he was raised by Scott and Jean in different bodies
for twelve years - they had revealed this to him not too long ago, when they
discovered that the Universe was going to end, when it didn't they had become
closer.
So Storm felt some guilt that she was attracted to her best friend's
son, despite the fact that he was almost twenty years older than his parents
- oh time travel!
Below the bed Jubilee listened to the sounds of pleasure, her hand
had quickly worked it's way down to her cunt and she wanked herself, moaning
as quietly as possible as she felt another orgasm, her juices left a small
trail on the wood floor which she cleaned up with her already wet panties.
She had long envied Storm's fantastic figure, now she found herself wanting
to HAVE it rather than have it, she smiled at the silly way her thoughts ran
together, her smile broadened as her fingers began working at her clit, her
ass ran against the bed's base as she began making humping gestures, forcing
her fingers deeper into her vagina. After cumming again she lay in wait,
finally Storm seemed to stop, after a few more minutes Jubilee slid out from
under the bed, she stood up, prepared to leave the room when she noticed the
beautiful X-woman's naked body. Storm lay on her bed naked, her large
breasts had drifted slowly to her sides, but remained firm, one hand lay
under her ass, the other rested on her neatly trimmed vagina. Jubilee
dropped her clothes and stared, and stared, and stared, unbeleivably, she
began to move forward, her mind screamed for her to stop, but her body's
instincts had taken over.
As Storm's fingers had slid into her cunt, she'd imagined they were
Cables, and now as she lay on the bed, half asleep, she longed to feel his
tongue lapping at her juices, it was funny how the mind worked, she could
almost feel a tongue lapping at her cunt.
Jubilee still couldn't beleive she was doing this, Storm seemed to
reamin asleep, and Jubilee could not resist the overwhelming urge to taste
her, she slid forward over the bed and lowered her tongue, lightly licking at
Storm's lips, she tasted the sour cream from Storm's slit. She had heard
that female cum would taste sour if woman masturbated alot, she didn't know
if it was true or not, but she did like the taste, she slid her tongue in a
little further, the pussy lips parting easily, Storm bucked her hips and
moaned in pleasure, her hands reached down and grabbed Jubilee's head, she
looked up in shock, but Storm's eyes remained closed, she began to slide her
tongue in further, and Storm pushed her hips up while pushing Jubilee's head
down, grinding the teen mutant's face into her sopping cunt, her nose rubbed
roughly against Ororro's erect clit and the African beauty cried out as she
came, her juices flowing down her pussy and running down her asscheeks.
Jubilee noticed the clitoris, and, forming a small 'O' with her
mouth, swallowed the juiced up little love button and began to suck on it,
her tongue circling around it - Storm cried out in pleasure and began bucking
wildly, Jubilee grasped her asscheeks in an effort to hold on, it felt good
to have a hold of her firm ass and she kneaded it slightly.
"Oh yes, Cable, lick me!" moaned Storm and Jubilee stifled laughter,
so Storm had a thing for Cable? She should have guessed, they spent so much
time together, she wondered if they had fucked yet, she didn't think so - she
remembered how Storm had been with Forge, always mooning about and happy.
Storm went limp and let go of Jubilee's head, as she removed her
mouth from her cunt, she moticed her heaving breasts for the first time,
sliding up slightly, she licked the nippled lightly with her tongue and Storm
moaned in ectasy, Jubilee realised with a start that her own fingers were
sliding into her cunt and she had come already once while eating out Storm.
Her free hand slid over Storm's tits, grabbing it and squeezing slightly,
kneading it, Storm's eyes began to flutter and she stopped, as the co-leader
of the X-men relaxed back down Jubilee got up, slipped into her soaking
panties, which were then soaked more by her own juices, and into her clothes,
she unlocked the door and stepped out, closing it behind her she rushed back
to her own room to wank herself silly.
Storm slowly opened her eyes, she had fallen asleep halfway through
her fantasy, and it had turned into a dream, she looked down at her cunt, it
was absolutely sopping, and juices lay in a puddle by her asscheeks on the
sheets, then she noticed that ne of her nipples was covered in saliva and she
grinned,"I've been sucking my own tits in my sleep again," she laughed,"I
gotta be careful or I'll strain something!"
It had been an interesting flight, stuck in a cargo plane with goats,
pigs, chickens and a cow, but when they made their stopover in Switzerland I
made my exit. I wanted to head to Cable's safehouse for two reasons, I had
to find the kid listed in the Friend's of Humanity database, and then I had
to take a shower.
Cable kept a car in a storage garage in case he needed it, and my
bone claws were plenty tough enough to break the lock, soon I was heading up
towards the safe house, even dressed in warm clothes and with my healing
factor, mutant physiology and background in Canada I could feel the cold, it
seemed unnatural.
As soon as I arrived at the safehouse I smelt something strange, Jean
was there, but it wasn't Jean, and that made no sense. Despite that, I saw
no reason to do things the hard way, I just walked up the steps, knocked on
the door and waited.
An old man answered, inside it was warm and cosy, a fire was blazing,
an old, matronly woman was knitting and a cat lay stretched before the fire,
enjoying the heat. I sniffed, I could smell the old man's cologne, the
woman's scent pack and even the cat, but no Jean, and no kid - I had to
admit, they were good.
"Okay kid," I said,"Cut the act - drop this illusion."
The old man shook his head,"What do you mean?"
My fist flew out, catching him in the face before he could react, as
he stumbled back the illusion dropped, there was a fire blazing, but the old
woman was actually a dead ringer for Jean, and the kid looked like a really,
really young Cable without the t.o virus.
As I stepped into the room and closed the door the scent clicked in
my head,"Maddie!?" I asked, in amazement.
Madelyne Pryor stood up and smiled,"Logan, it has been a long time."
"You two know each other?" asked the youth, wiping blood from his
nose.
"He's an X-man," she said,"He's probably here to recruit you, whether
you want to go or not."
"I'm not going anywhere old man," he said to me angrily, I could see
the fire in his eyes, he was dangerous.
"I'm not here to recruit anyone, I did come to warn you that you're
in danger, but now I just want to know what Madelyne is doing here?"
"In danger from you maybe," she said angrily,"Me and Nate are happy
here, you have no right to....."
"Last I heard sweety, you were dead."
Nate turned and looked at her, I could see a slight suspicion in his
head, he suspected something about her, that was for sure, but he turned to
me instead,"Listen up," he said,"There is nothing going on I can't handle, I
don't need the X-men, you can tell Magneto........."
"What are you talking about? What does Magneto have to do
with............"
"I told you Nate," said Maddie,"Magneto is evil here, like all the
X-Men."
"Woah, slow down, I only came to warn you that the Friends of
Humanity have been looking really closely at you......."
"Friend's of Humanity?"
"They're an anti-mutant group, listen up kid, but there's someone
alot more dangerous after you, a mean guy called Mr Sinister........." my
little speech trailed of as I was hit by a t.k blast to the head, even faster
than I could react I felt t.k wrapping around my body, holding me tight in
the air, I felt his invasion into my head like it was a worm burrowing into
my brain.
He seemed to eat through my memories, I always thought I had pretty
advanced psi-defenses, living with Xavier, the most powerful psi on the
planet helped some, but this kid actually seemed stronger, and he kicked past
them easily, looking for anything on Sinister.
"He's alive!" screamed Nate, my body collapsed to the floor as the
kid screamed at the ceiling, a flash of t.k lightning seemed to burst from
his eye, smashing through the roof and burning away into the night air, I
wasn't so much reminded of Cable as I was of Stryfe, his evil clone who had
released the legacy virus onto the world. The kid lifted into the air and
flew away faster than the eye could see, the snow began to fall through the
roof, he had been unconsciously holding it back.
"Now look what you've done!" screamed Madelyne at me,"You've taken
him away from me, just like you X-Men took my baby away from me!"
"A baby you were trying to kill!" I yelled back at her,"And how can
you be here? You died, I was there, I saw it!"
She stared at me in surprise, then anger, she strode to the door and
pulled it open, she looked out for a few seconds then closed the door,
turning, she smiled at me warmly, her sudden change made her look more like
Jean than ever and I felt my gut wrench.
"Nate has ripped your car to piece's for some reason, you better get
up and fix that roof, we're gonna be stuck here for a while."
Nathan Charles Dayspring Askani'son Summers was an interesting man, not just
because of his long name, or because he was a mutant, or because he had a
techno - organic virus that was only stopped from taking over his body by his
mutant psi-powers, or even because he was from the future and was older than
his parents. No, he was interesting because he contained Dichlomic Nectate
Diosys in his bloodstream.
At least, that's what made him interesting to the Beast, and as he
stared at the small piece of techno- organic virus he had collected from the
man who called himself Cable (as if he didn't already have enough names) he
couldn't help but smile. Placing it next to the sample of techno virus he
had collected from Xavier when he had been infected by Stryfe and looking at
the holographic projection of the Legacy Viruses chromosonal make up, he
laughed out loud.
"That's right folks," he said, turning and looking at the Scientist's
in the large medical laboratory in the heart of Washington D.C,"Mrs McCoy's
bouncing blue boy had cured the Legacy Virus!"
Their was a rumble of surprise, shock and disbeleif from the
gathering of great minds, and Beast waited patiently until they quieted, then
one stood up and pointed straight at him.
"We've been working on this for over a year now McCoy, how do we know
it's true?"
Beast smiled and picked up a hypothermic needle.
"Ladies and gents, allow me to introduce you to the concentrated,
undiluted legacy virus, say hello, and say goodbye!" and so saying he plunged
the needle into his arm, emptying the contents into his bloodstream, a gasp
of shock rose up from the assembled scientists and several paled visibly, but
Beast just laughed,"I have already taken the vaccine my good friends, the
Dichlomic Nectate Diosys - or McCoy's general cure all as I like to call it -
will at this very moment be breaking down the the weak chromosonal links in
the Viruses atomic makeup, I will expell the last of the virus in my next
waste excretion, the Legacy Virus is no more!"
3rd part candidate Graydon Creed stood at the podium, yelling to the
crowd about him and to millions of viewers around America, and they listened,
taking in each word of hate he spewed about mutants.
".....evolution is one thing, extinction is another, all mutants want
is to live with us they say? But how long will they be willing to be our
friends? How long till they try and destroy us? God and fate has spoken in
the form of the Legacy Virus! Mutants everywhere pay the price for their so
called superiority!"
"What about MacTaggert?" screamed a voice, he was swiftly silenced by
boos and threats of violence but Creed called for silence, he had planted the
nay sayer himself, and now he was ready to answer.
"Moira MacTaggert is human yes! But she had allowed herself to be
contaminated, she spends all her time with mutants, and she had payed the
price for treachery against the human race, so will all fall who seek to
align themselves with the gene traitors - if God is truly with them, he will
allow them to cure the Legacy Virus, but there is no cure......here me and
know there is........."
"THE LEGACY VIRUS HAS BEEN CURED!" the female's voice rocked over
Graydon Creed's own as his microphones were taken over, his sound equipment
overridden, all over the country, the face of Trish Trilby appeared on t.v, a
joyous look on her face,"Yes folks, Dr Henry McCoy," her face blushed at the
mention of her love's name,"Has discovered a cure for the Legacy Virus,
scientists around the country has confirmed his findings, and already
President Clinton had announced a plan to fully fund free vaccine treatments
around the country, the following hour long program will look at the Legacy
Viruse's first release onto this world, the panic attacks that followed, the
scientist's long searches for a cure and the eventual discovery of the
chemical that breaks down the Virus, we'll also be talking to sufferer's and
familie's of victims.........."
Graydon Creed stood non-plussed, those gathered around him stared up
at him in shock, waiting for him to speak, and finally he did speak,"It's a
mutant trick!" he yelled out, no longer having access to the
microphone,"They've gotten to Clinton! Everyone is in on it, I'm the only one
you can trust, I'll save you people from yourselves, I'm the only one who
knows........."
The crowd stared at him in shock, his paranoia was evident to a great
many of them, although some still listened, then another lone voice cried
out, one noe planted by Creed.
"What would you know anyway? You're parents were mutants!" Everyone
turned to stare at the fifty year old man standing alone, his eyes fiery with
determination, he looked aorund at them all and spat on the ground,"My son is
a mutant!" he yelled,"And I'm proud of him, damn proud, and he sure as hell
isn't part of any conspiracy to take over the world, his time is all spent
trying to survive bigots like you, and the worst part is, your own parents
were mutant outlaws! Victor Creed - Sabretooth! Raven Darkholme - Mystique!
deny it!"
Creed stood trembling with rage at the podium, he released one white
knuckled fist and pointed at him,"Kill him, he's one of them, he's a mutant,
they're all mutants, everyone who is against me is a mutant!"
The crowd turned from him in disgust, and Bobby Drake, known as the
Ice-Man, planted among Creed's staff to learn about him, strode past him with
a smile,"You're the freak here Creed," he said with a grin,"I'm a mutant
myself you know?" as he spoke a pool of ice formed around Creed's feet,"And
Trish had just televised this part of your rantings as part of her special
about the panic spread by the Virus,"
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Creed whirled, slipping on the ice and falling to the ground, from
his position on the floor he could see a t.v monitor in one of the newsvans,
it showed Trish Trilby and a picture of his face from a few minutes ago,
contorted in rage, he couldn't hear what Trilby was saying, but the look of
pity on her face said it all, he would never be President.
As he lay on the ground, lamenting his loss, Robert Drake walked up
to the old man who had revealed Creed's family, smiled, and hugged his
father.
Gambit slipped his arms around Rogue's waist as he watched the
television broadcast, he couldn't keep the foolish grin of his face,"Well
chere, it seems ev'ry ting be going our way for once, no?"
She smiled herself,"It's like a dream come true, and speaking of
dreams," she turned around and kissed him passionately, his hands tangled in
her hair and seemed to hold her to him, finally they broke for air, she
smiled up at him,"You were right, this is romantic, I'm glad we waited."
"So am I chere," he said with a smile. They stood in the Z'Noxx
chamber, sealed tight, the minds inside were completely shielded from any
outside Psi-Contact, and it had only taken a slight adjustment, made
subconsciously by Gambit, to prevent Rogue's powers to absorb memories and
powers of anybody she touched from affecting him. He still remembered the
time she had kissed him when they thought the world was going to end, it had
put him in a coma and given her strange memories, she had briefly broken up
with him, but found that she couldn't stay away from the mansion forever, and
had returned to both the X-men and the Cajun. But this night was perfect, he
had even patched into the mansion's t.v tranmission to televise the Beast's
announcement and Trish Tilby's special report, everything seemed to be
perfect, he had made her a candlelit dinner, played soft classical music and
they had spoken confortably and without tension, but now the time to wait was
over, he took her hand and kissed it softly, even that small gesture had been
beyond him up until last night, drawing her to him he lightly kissed her neck
and cheek, then gently kissed her on the lips, not as passionate a kiss as
they once shared, but all the more special for it's tenderness. She returned
the kiss and they wrapped their arms around each other, her hands reaching
down and squeezing his buttocks playfully, he broke of the kiss and smiled at
her,"You have a dirty mind my little Rogue."
"Why don't you return the favour?" she replied, feeling shy and a
little embarrassed.
He did, returning to the kiss his own hands slid down her back and
lightly circled over her firm ass cheeks through the little shorts she wore,
she reached down with her hands and grabbed one of his, moving it around so
it rested on her groin, he pulled slightly away, then laughed.
"Look at me, like a little boy on his first date."
"If you ever got this far on your first date, you Cajun's are more
charming than I thought!"
"This is new territory for both of us, chere," he smiled,"But it all
feels right."
"So doe's this," she said, reaching down and grabbing his groin, she
cupped his balls through his loose pants and squeezed slightly,"I just hope
my mutant strength doesn't come through."
Gambit shuddered at the thought,"You are a dangerous one, an I do
like dat."
He suddenly scooped her up in his arms and she squealed in surprise
and delight as he carried her to the wall, punching a button with his elbow,
a bed appeared out of the wall,"Chuck had to sleep somewhere while he was
down here,"He said with a smile,"And I get the feeling he wouldn't mind
this."
He lowered her to the bed and sat down next to her on it, kissing her
once more, as he did his deft fingers worked the cords at the back of the
small bikini she wore, it was a hot summer's night, not really suited to
romantic dinners in tuxedo's and dresses, so they had been casual. The top
was soon removed, and he finally got a sight of Rogue's large breast's naked,
more perfect than he had imagined, the large globes and small, erect nipples
begged to be sucked, but he had promised to take things slow, as he kissed
her his hand began playing with one of her nipples, pinching it slightly and
rubbing it between two fingers, she gasped in pleasure and lay back, reaching
down she pulled her tight little shorts away, as he removed his own clothes,
they stood naked before each other for the first time, he lay back down next
to her, his eyes taking in every inch of her beautiful form, her large
breasts, erect nipples, skinny waist, her beautiful cream legs surrounding a
neatly shaven vagina, her legs lay slightly parted, showing the pink pleasure
within. He kissed her lightly on the lips, then began kissing down,
following the form of her body, kissing her neck, the top of her breasts,
licking around the nipples, causing her to moan slightly in pleasure, her
kissed down her waist until he found himself at her vagina, and he began to
kiss lightly around her thighs, hovering slightly over her wet pussy,
seemingly ready to plant his lips on her lips, then moving instead to one of
her shapely legs, she moaned in anticipation and her legs parts even more, he
reached down with his hands, parting them even further, and then finally
lowered his face until it rested mere millimetres from her mound, he smiled
playfully and blew softly on her wet cunt, and she graoned yet again, now his
tongue flicked out experimentally, lightly tasting her, slipping briefly over
her wet lips and the barely exposed head of her clitoris, he began licking a
little faster, but still lightly, then he nuzzled his face into her, brushing
his lips over her slit, but being careful not to push them too far, he wanted
her to anticipate this, enjoy it, he didn't want it over too quickly, and he
was awarded by the sounds of moans of pleasure coming from her, looking up,
he saw that her head lay back, resting on her pillow, and her hands were busy
kneading her beautiful tits. As he moved his lips around her slit, she moved
her hips up, trying to press his face deeper into her mound, to scratch the
itch she was feeling, he decided to comply, moving up higher, to the top of
her slit and right underneath a clitoris hat was exposing more and more of
itself, he began kissing slightly harder than he had been before, being
carefull not to be too violent, his tongue slipped out, spreading her
cuntlips apart and he began running his tongue up the pink pleasure inside.
His hands, which had been resting on her thighs, now moved gently apart some
more, he wanted to do things slow, and despite the fact that his cock was
rock hard and eager to slip into her already well lubricated cunt, he wanted
to make her orgasm first, her lips were now spread open, and her hole was
easily accessible, he began bobbing his head up and down, making his tongue
into a rock hard point, tongue fucking her essentially. Rogue screamed out
in pleasure.
"Oh Gambit! Oh........please.....lick it, lick my clit
please........" she gasped out.
"Happy to comply, mon chere," he replied, looking up he saw her clit
was now all the way out of it's little hood and her licked it's wet tip
lightly, then quickly and a little harder, her legs seemed to shudder
underneath him and she began moaning faster, he quickly swallowed her little
pearl in his mouth, sucking gently on it, his eyes looked up and connected
straight with Rogue's, her face was covered with sweat and she had an animal
look about her, and the expression on her face was clear,"Give me more!"
he began to suck harder, she screamed out what could have been a yes, and he
began sucking even harder, her hips began to buck and it was all he could do
to moved his head with her, he took advantage of one such motion, one of his
hands reaching under to rest on her asscheek, he used his free hand to slip
two fingers into her parted cuntlips, sliding it along the roof of her
vagina, her own juices lubricated them and he continued his rhytmic motions
with his fingers while continuing to suck her clitoris. Her breathing began
to come faster and faster, and he used her breathing as a beat for his
fingers, moving in time with breathing, his fingers continued to slide in and
out of her cunt
She screamed out again, and she came, her orgasm rocking through her
body unlike any she had ever felt when wanking herself, her huices ran down
her cuntlips, past Gambit's probing fingers and her hips bucked wildly, the
Cajun began to think that he was riding a bull, as her breathing began to
slow down, he slid his fingers out, and pressed his tongue underneath her
clit, then began tongue fucking her again. It didn't take long for her to
come again, this time, he was forced to grab both her ass cheeks to stop from
being thrown off by her wild gyrations.
Finally, after giving her several orgasms, he slipped his tongue
clear of her vagina and smiled at her.
"You are one beautiful woman, chere," he said, raising up, he slowly
caressed her large breasts, she moaned in pleasure and looked up at him in
eternal gratitude.
"Thank you, Remy," she said,"That was wonderful."
He leaned over and kissed her,"And that my love, is just the
beginning of the night."
Jean watched as her husband got undressed, changing into his uniform,
ready to go out to meet Cable and X-Force. They had offered for their son
and his outlawed mutant band to come and stay at the Mansion, but Cable had
refused, saying he had an idea about where X-Force could find permanent
headquarters. Now Scott had found information in Xavier's database about
Cannonball, and he had to speak to Cable about it.
"Don't think thought's like that," Scott said without turning his
back,"The rest of the team probably wouldn't think so highly about me if I
went everywhere naked."
She smiled, he had picked up her stray thought's about his naked body
through their psi-link,"But honey," she said,"You look so cute."
"Cute? What, did I marry my aunt or something?"
"In this world it's hard to tell."
"Cute honey."
"What?.....did I marry my Unc......?"
He turned, fully in the Uniform of Cyclops now, bent over to the bed
and kissed her,"I'll be back tomorrow, try not to miss me."
"Just to make sure," she said, she reached down into his pants and
grabbed his cock, he started and began to speak, but she broke him off,"Just
be a good boy, little Scott doesn't mind."
"Little Scott only has one thing on his mind."
She stroked his hardening cock slightly,"I know, but it's just a
reminder," she released him and walked towards the bathroom,"I think I'll
take a shower," she said, dropping her bathrobe, she knew he was staring at
her ass as she walked away, and she put a little shake in her walk.
"The hell with this," Big Scott said to not so little
Scott,"Cannonball can wait!" and he followed her into the shower.....his
uniform did not.
It comes so fast, I just have enough time to pick the scent up on my
senses, and not even my hyper acute reflexes are able move me out of the way
on time. It's an ancient freight engine of destruction, smashing through the
walls, smashing through the couch where I've been galring at Madelyne, and
knocking me to the ground. The giant hand reaches for me instantly, but now
I'm ready, I move out of the way, the hand smashes through wood and my claws
come out, cutting into the all too malleable skin - he pulles back but
doesn't cry out in pain, you gotta respect that at least.
I circle around him, Madelyne tries to run and his other hand
stretche's impossibly to grab her, then he turns and stares at me with
sickly, yellow eyes.
"Looks like we got us a little mexican standoff." I say.
"I did not expect to see you here," replied En Sabah Nur, a six
thousand year old mutant obsessed with Survival of the Fittest, known to all
us X-People as Apocalypse,"Where is Cable?"
"Cable ain't been here for months," I reply, and the High Lord smiles
at me, I feel my burn's turn to water at the sight, but I stand my ground.
"You were one of the fittest Wolverine," he says to me,"And though
events kept me from ever making you a Horseman, I still respect your bid to
survive against that which is strong, namely, me."
I don't reply, I'm trying to figure out a way to rescue Maddie and
take out, or just escape, Apocalypse.
"But now," he says, continuing on like I got nothing better to do
than listen,"You have become weak, your own body has turned against you, your
healing factor no longer works, your adamantium skeleton has been leeched
out................"
This time, he's surprised, as I seem to disappear, he rushes forward
and looks at the hole in the ground he created when his punch missed me, and
then he whirls, already knowing what I plan, as I smash through the window
and cut through his stretched out arm, he pulls it back before I can take it
off, but Maddie's free now, and I grab her and leap out the window as his
other arm whips around and smash's into the spot we were milliseconds ago.
I hear him coming through the wall after us, and my body is jerking
along unsteadily, the unnatural coldness is pentrating my skin, my healing
factor seems to have shut down, and Maddie is near to collapsed already.
"Ha, you are weak!" Apocalyse cried, a fist the size of me smashing
into my back, driving me to the ground, my body is reacting to slow and he
knows it, pushes it, and I ain't gonna make it.
"Cable was here," screams Apocalypse,"My sensor's detected him - and
somehow he has rid himself of the techno organic virus I infected him with as
a child!"
Even as fists the size of boulders and twice as heavy pound into me,
even as I feel my ribs crack and puncture my lungs, as I feel my spine snap
in several places and my legs crushed beneath me, even as all that happens I
think to myself,"Cable? Cable wasn't here.......but Nate Grey was!" and even
as what could be the final darkness washe's over me, I realise that somehow,
in some way, Nate Grey and Cable are the same person!
Scott held Jean up against the wall of the shower, as the water
cascaded down over them he pushed himself into her again and again. Her
juices mingled with the water and ran down the drain as he continued to fuck
her.
She felt herself coming close to orgasm and he felt it through their
psi-link, the link made him a better lover, because he could sense her wants
and needs, what she did and didn't like, he began moving faster and her
breathing grew faster in concert.
"Oh......oh........oh...............OH GOD LOGAN!" she screamed, he
jerked back as she called out Wolverine's name and slipped out of her, she
fell to the ground, a small t.k bubble protecting her from damaging her
spine.
"Sorry, hon" he said, reaching down for her,"It was a shock to hear
you call out his name."
She sighed in relief, through their psi-link he had realised the real
reason that she had called out Logan's name, it had not been in sexual
pleasure but out of fear,"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I received a psi-flash from Logan, crying out for help, if the two
of us weren't so close, I probably wouldn't know......but......"
"It's okay," he said, lifting her up,"And I'm sorry about the jealous
way I've been acting lately, do you know where he is?"
"Yes, I got a clear picture of a demolished house in Switzerland. I
think it belngs to Cable."
He turned of the water,"Let's go."
Gambit flinched as he heard Cyclop's call through the comm-lines, he
looked down at Rogue, whom he had just been about to enter for the first
time, for a few seconds he considered ignoring the call, but then he shook
his head.
"Sorry ma chere, look like we finish dis another time."
She groaned,"I feel like I got all the attention tonight, I'm sorry."
"Don't e'er be sorry, dis in some way your first time, I be making it
special I hope."
She hugged him,"Oh yes Remy, you made it very special.
They got dressed.
.........Avalon came to a sudden halt, despite it's large size it was
dwarfed by the huge metallic globe in front of it, a small hatchway opened
and impossibly, a man covered in flames emerged out into the vacuum of space
and flew towards it...........
The Blackbird came to a rest over the remains of Cable's safehouse.
"Oh my stars and garters," said Iceman, then shook his head,"Nope,
it's not the same without the Beast."
"Relax," said Archangel,"You cure the Legacy Virus and end Graydon
Creed's campaign of hate in one blow, I figure you have to do a couple of
interviews and meet the President."
"You picking up anything, Jean or Betsy," asked Jubilee, looking out
the windows in alarm, fearful for Wolverine's safety.
"Nothing," said Jean,"It's as if their's a psi-blanket over the
entire area."
"Is anyone else cold?" asked Cyclops,"It doesn't seem natural."
Bobby frowned,"Yeah, hang on," his body was suddenly covered in ice
as he changed into Iceman, his frown remained,"It's still cold."
"That's impossible," said Jubilee,"You're supposed to be able to
withstand any kind of cold."
Archangel shook his head,"I've been impervious to extremely low
temperatures since Apocalypse changed me, but I can feel this too."
"So what does it mean?" said Cyclops,"I'm picking up nothing on
the........" he was cut off as a flare caught eveyone's attention to the
side, turning they watched as what appeared to be a giant flare approached
them.
"Jean, throw up a t.k shield!" Cyclops screamed, and Jean quickly did
so, enveloping the Blackbird in a pink t.k bubble, the flare came close, then
burst through the bubble and smashed through the cockpit of the Blackbird.
"We're going down!" screamed Jubilee,"Stop it."
Storm raised a force ten gale that slowed their descent, and Jean
attempted to lift their nose but the ship fell to rapidly, and crashed into
the snow, knocking all of them forward and knocking them out.
Second's later a shadow fell over the Blackbird, a large, sinister
shadow.
".......and on behalf of the American people, and indeed, the people
of the world, I would like to thank you, Dr Henry McCoy, for your tireless
efforts, which have saved the world from a plague more dangerous than any
seen since Aids."
As he shook the hand of the President, Henry McCoy - The Beast - felt
prouder than he had ever felt, and as the Congressional medal of honour was
handed to him he had the feeling that everything was going to get better from
now on.
As he turned to make his speech, he noticed a secret service man
whispering into the President's ear, he was extremely surprised when the
President suddenly turned, strode over to him and hugged him intensely. A
murmur of shock came up from the media and corwd, and camera bulbs flashed,
the President turned with a huge smile and spoke into the microphone.
"My fellow Americans, I have just received the happy news that the
chemical compund created by Dr McCoy - Dichlomic Nectate Diosys - creates the
same chromosonal imbalance in the atomic makeup of the virus known as Aids!"
Their was a moment of quiet, Beast attempted to shut his open jaw,
then cheers and whoops of joy flew up all over, the President motioned them
into silence.
"That is not all," he was attempting to keep the huge grin of his
face,"One of the initial test subjects of the Vaccine against the Legacy
Virus was also dying of Cancer, the Diosys has apparently destroyed the
foreign tissue created by the Cancer, the man is completely cured!"
And so it was that the Beast, who until only a few days ago had been
part of a race hated by humans, found himself being carried around on the
shoulders of those who had hated, and now hoped.
Cable crawled along the ground, mud covered him from head to toe, and
bugs crawled into his clothes. Being careful not to make any sound, he sound
himself eyeing his quarry, who seemed unaware of him. He leaped suddenly,
making no noise, flying towards the subject of his attentions.
Domino happened to duck down to pick up a rock, and Cable went flying
over her and crashed into the lake. She stood and stared at him, arms
crossed. He grinned.
"What do you think you're trying to do?" she asked him.
"I know things have a habit of 'going your way'," he said,"But I
figured I could catch you by surprise," as he raised up out of the lake, she
leaped forward screaming and hit him in the chest, he went down into the
shallow water, and she straddled him.
"Domino, let me up." he said with a grin.
"I don't know," she said,"I kind of like this position," she leant
over and kissed him.
Several months ago, when they had discovered the world was coming to
an end, he told her that he loved her, and he kissed her. When suddenly, the
world had not ended, he had felt like he should take it back, but a sudden
thought had flared in his head - YOU LOVE HER! - and he told her that he
really meant it. The more he thought about it, the more he wondered whose
voice it had been, it wasn't his, and yet he heard it, every night in his
dreams. But dreams were for sleep, right now he had other things to do, he
twisted around, pushing her onto her back.
"Where's your so called luck now?"
"I don't know, this seems like a stroke of luck to me." she replied
and he kissed her.
From the shadows, a silent figure watched.
"Sniff, sniff, so beautiful, how could I kill them?" said Deadpool,
the deadly killer known as the Merc-With-A-Mouth,"I gotta tape them doing it
first, then kill 'em!"
Jubilee struggled to come awake, finally her eyes opened and she
looked around, the bright light hurt her eyes, but not so much as her body,
which felt like one whole bruise.
"Jubilation," came a soft, quiet voice,"How strange that you should
awaken first."
"Who.....?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm destroyed, you don't recognise me?" a familiar face
appeared, she flinched back, and discovered that her body was being held on a
vertical table in the shape of an X, her arm's and legs clamped down,
something holding onto her neck..
"Sinister...." she grumbled,"Where'd you get this setup, a
Frankenstein movie?" she referred to the lab they were in, computers and
equipment were everywhere, but no sign of the other X-men.
"I thought you liked the dramatic?"
"Yeah, but we're getting in melodrama territory here."
"Hmm? much like your reaction will be when I tell you that Apocalypse
has killed Wolverine?" and then he was gone.
She sat totally still, trying to grasp what he had told her, then she
began to cry and scream.
Sinister wasn't interested in her, her genetic potential was
practically non-existant, and compared to the Summer's/Grey DNA he now
possessed, nothing really mattered. He now had the key to defeating
Apocalypse.
Nate stood in the old orphanage and shuddered, the same memories were
here that had been here when he had grown up in the place. But that had been
another universe, another dimension, so how could the memories be the same?
He had grown fast, in the space of two years he had grown to be
seventeen, through the genetic mixing of the madman Sinister. He remembered
the kindness Sinister had shown him at first, vague images like a dream, in
which Sinister dressed him, cooed over the way he was growing so fast, and
even once gave him a teddy bear. He had later killed that Sinister after he
killed the man who had shown him true kindness, after he had killed Forge.
He stood in the orphanage as he watched a young boy called Scott
being mocked by other children, these things had happened years ago, but they
were clear in Nate's mind.
He felt something push against his mind gently, like the touch of a
feather or ant, he whirled around.
"Who's there?" he screamed, reaching out with chain's formed of
telekinetic energy, they wrapped around thin air, and suddenly a man was
ripped seemingly out of nowhere, his body was a pure clear white, he seemed
sexless, but was clearly a man, hairless and sexless, but a man who seemed
strangely familiar, despite the fact that Nate had never seen him in either
reality.
"Incredible," spoke the man, and Nate realised he was speaking with
an avatar from the astral plane, this was the mind of somebody, set free from
the body,"You've given my astral form physical substance."
"Who are you?" yelled Nate,"What do you want?"
"I want to help you Nate," replied the Avatar,"As I've helped the
other's since my accident, I want to help you live."
And despite his instinct's to lash out and destroy the man, he sensed
a sadness here that beckoned to be listened to, and suddenly he remembered
who this man was.
Domino was back on top, she slid up and down on his shaft, her large
breasts bouncing up and down, Cable's head lay half in water, and it was
cold, but his cock didn't seem to feel it.
She had come once already, she was the kind of person who like hard,
fast sex, and was quick to tell a man so.
Her ass pounded against his hips faster and faster as her juicy pussy
slid up and down his cock, his eyes closed tightly, he began gasping for her
to slow down.
She smiled and picked up the pace, he yelled out and came, his sperm
shooting up her tight snatch. She slid of him and fell onto the water next
to him.
"You just can't handle me can you?" she laughed.
"You think it's over because I came?" he said with a grin,"It ain't
over till you come."
"You gonna get me going with that noodle?" she smiled, pointing at
his quickly softening cock.
"Oh, I have a few tricks up my sleeves."
"What sleeves.......oooh," she gasped out as she felt her entire body
shiver in sexual pleasure, her nipples grew erect, her juices began to
flow,"Wha...?"
"The wonder of telepathic and telekinetic powers," he said with a
grin,"I can make you feel greater pleasure than you ever knew was possible."
"Isn't that unethical?" she asked, not caring, as she felt
telekinetic fingers caress her breasts.
"You want me to stop?" he said with a smile, his t.k probes and
fingers disappeared.
She rolled over onto him, her breasts pushed against his chest,"If
you stop I'll rip your dick off!"
"Okay Miss Lorena Bobbit," he said as she rolled of him, her fingers
slid into her cunt, two working their way along the underside of the roof of
her vagina, as the t.k fingers slid over her breasts, nipples and asscheeks.
"Caliban does not understand, why patch-eye going to steal money from
Cable-Nathan's detective?"
Sam Guthrie - Cannonball - had to think for a few seconds before he
grasped the simple minded mutant's meaning, Caliban was trying to be smart,
he had been watching old detective movies, and mistaken Domino's jokey
comment about ripping Cable's dick off.
"Never mind Caliban," he whispered,"Now we better get back to the
bunker."
"Caliban like bunker better than Murderworld, but not as much as
Mansion, when we go back?"
He referred to X-Force's new home, deep in the Canadian forest, but
Caliban missed the Mansion, where they had had a pool, and forests to play
in, and everyone had been nice to him.
They turned and left, as Cannonball tried to explain why baby birds
had to leave the nest.
Deadpool eyed them, no use taking on Cannonball, they boy was
Immortal, and Caliban had been hand picked by Apocalypse as a Horseman, so no
way there, and he still remembered the time X-Force had beaten him and
federal-expressed back to his employer.
He looked at Cable, he was just lying there talking, and Domino was
masturbating with a vengeance.
"Shit, I gotta join me a mutant group."
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Two of Domino's fingers worked themselves into her cunt, bending
slightly to find her g-spot, she came again, her juice's spilling out into
the water, fingermarks appeared in her tits and kneaded them, although there
were no fingers there.
"Sure, you made me cum in a couple of minutes," said Cable, but I
could work you into a sexual frenzy for up to an hour before letting you
orgasm, would you like that?"
"Try it, and.....I'll........I'll.............."
"Rip my dick off?"
"You......betcha............swee........sw..........sweet ass."
"Speaking of ass'" he said and suddenly she was flipped onto her
side, fingers caressed her asscheeks, running down the crack of her ass, she
felt an invisible t.k finger slide gently into her anus, a larger t.k probe
slid into her cunt, her fingers slid out and began sliding around her
clitoris, rubbing her little pearl.
She felt something slide around her nipples gently, her milk white
skin seemed to goosebump and she cried out in excitement.
"That's great Cable....." she gasped, she paused,"But ankles were
only a sexual strong point in the eighteenth century."
"What?"
"You got a psi-hand around my ankle?"
He sat up straight, and a burst of psi-lightning burst from his
glowing eye, smashing into the chain mailed arm wrapped around her ankle, it
let go and the ground erupted, a huge figure appearing before him. Domino
sat up and screamed in terror as she looked upon one of Apocaplypse's
horsemen - War.
Wade Wilson aka Deadpool sat in his tree and watched the new
development.
"Hmmm? a million dollars to get my mark, to get mark, wittle Wade
gotta fight big bad killer mutant? hmmm, get eviscerated or go home? what to
do, what to do?"
He turned to leave and found himself facing Pestilence and Famine.
"This makes no sense!" screamed Rogue,"A little plane crash wouldn't
knock me out, I'm invulnerable!"
Sinister paid her no mind, he walked around his lab, picking up
dangerous looking instruments, then shaking his head and dropping them.
Finally he came across a laser scalpel and smiled.
"This'll do," he said and turned to face Rogue, he walked to her and
put the scalpel against her ear and pressed a button, the small instrument
exploded.
"Excellent," he said, Rogue was unscathed,"Despite being able to
restrain you and dampen your mutant powers, your skin remain's invulnerable,
this will bear further investigation."
"Where are the other X-Men?" she screamed,"Why am I alone in here?"
"Gambit is guarding them," he said,"He returned to my employ almost
eagerly," he walked out the door and Rogue glared at him, he was lying about
Remy, wasn't he?"
Gambit shoved his staff into Arclight's chest, pushing him hard
against the wall, winding him, as he fell, the staff moved, whirled and
cracked against his head, he collapsed.
"Satisfied?" he said to no one in particular, staring around at the
fallen Marauders,"You guy's used t'be a tough team, but you be getting cloned
so much, you ain't got nothing left."
"What about me, Cajun?" came a voice, he turned and looked at a
beautiful black woman wearing small green bike pants and an impossibly tight,
lowcut, orange top which was being strained by large breasts.
"Threnody, you be looking better than las' time girl, Sinister been
treating you right?"
"I'm alive," she said with a smile, he noticed four small piece's of
metal on her face, she noticed the look,"Psi-bafflers, they keep all the
dying people's thought's from rushing into my mind, I'm not insane
anymore,and I've learned to control my powers."
"Hmm? I thought you jus' had a strong connection to death."
"Oh, it's more than that, I collect death energies, the released
energie's given off when people die, I don't even need food anymore."
"You some kinda vampire then girl? You become a leech? Or no?"
She smiled,"Let me show you, it's similiar to your power," suddenly
bolt's of purple energy seemed to shoot from her eyes, smashing into him and
pushing him against the wall, an arua of incredible energy floated around her
body, raising of her shouldrs and arms, she fired bolts from her fingers and
eyes, seemingly every shot caught him before he could move, he collapsed to
the ground.
"And the weaker you get, the closer to death you become, the stronger
I get, I'm feeding of your death energies now."
"Enough," came a calm voice,"You've done well."
She turned and walked away, energy rose up from the fallen Marauders
and into her aura.
Sinister appeared in the room, he looked at the now motionless
Marauders.
"She killed them, a small act of rebellion, it matter's not, as you
said, I have many clones of the Marauders."
"What you want?' Gambit gasped.
"I just came to welcome you back to the flock," he said with a dead
smile,"You and Rogue will make excellent agents for me, you can show her the
ropes."
He picked Gambit up and carried him to the lab, where all the X-men
lay on his restraining tables, Jubilee was crying for Wolverine, Rogue was
straining against her restraints and the rest were still unconscious, Scott
and Jean were nowhere to be seen. Pushed onto the spare table and shackled
up, Gambit found he could no longer see the rest of the X-men, and the lab
seemed to have shrunk.
"Goodbye, Remy LeBeau, when I come back you will be one of my new
Marauders."
"Some kind of ninja?" said Pestilence,"Pathetic."
Famine leaped forward, her hand outsretched to grab Deadpool, who
slipped away to the left, his katana blade slid into the Horseman's flesh
easily, and as the creature turned to strike him she found herself facing a
handgun.
BLAM, BLAM!
"Famine!" screeched Pestilence as the gaunt female collapsed to the
ground, no blood dripped from Deadpool's sword, he whirled and cut through
Pestilence's body, but the mutant seemed to flow through the sword, coming
apart and rejoining, then he turned and grabbed Wade's arm, scratching the
red cloth of his uniform and cutting his arm. Deadpool fell to his knees,
his sword and gun dropping from his hands.
"Do you feel the Pestilence in you?" gloated the horseman,"The cancer
eating at your body, the plague making your skin boil.......?"
Before it could finish Wade reached up with his hands, grabbed the
creature's head and twisted it, the satisfying sound of cracking bones made
him smile beneath his mask.
"Idiot, I already have cancer," he said to the corpse,"And an
artificial healing factor that is constantly curing it, and any other
diesease you can throw at me."
He walked away from the Horsemen towards the sound of fighting.
Cable's techno-organic fist smashed into War's helmeted face, the
horseman twisted away, his sowrd coming up hard against the time travelling
mutant's arm, but the sword could not penetrate the t.o mesh that had long
ago infected him.
A gun blasted, a hole opening up in War's chest, he didn't seem to
notice as he grabbed Cable by the arm and threw him from him, the next shot
took away half his face, and he turned to face this nuisance. Domino stood
naked before him, a gun in each hand, her milk white skin, contrasting
directly around the black patch of skin around her eye, glistening with
sweat.
"War is an affair for males," he said, and turned away from her, the
next shot blew out his kneecap and he collapsed to the ground, he twisted
faster than his bulk would naturally allow, a throwing star hitting each gun
and dropping to the ground,"Do not make me hurt you female."
He turned back to Cable, who was striding out of the water.
"Your master made a big mistake, War!" Cable yelled,"I was just
getting relaxed,!" a blast of t.k lightning slashed from his eye, hitting War
and pushing him back to the ground, before he could stand back up Domino
leaped onto his back and thrust one of the razor sharp throwing stars into
his back, he threw her off with disdain and got to his feet, and gun blasts
knocked him back down. He turned and looked at the newcomer, a red costumed
ninja, he looked like a heavily muscled Spiderman wannabe with large black
patches over his eyes with small white slits to see through.
"Do not intrude in this affair!" screamed War, his armour had somehow
repaired itself, and he grabbed a mace from the endless array of weaponry
around his belt.
"Hey, I'm sitting in a tree, just perving away at Petey the patch
eyes dog over there," Domino glowered angrily at this discription,"And you
come along and ruin my voyueristic activities, I'll murderlise ya!" As he
said the last words he leaped forward with lightining quick moves, his Katana
out, and slashed through War's arm, severing it completely.
"This is how you beat a walking junkpile!" Deadpool yelled,"Take it
apart, don't shoot holes in it."
Cable grabbed the arm with a t.k hand and smashed it back into War's
face.
"No need to beat yourself up pal!" yelled Deadpool, leaping onto
War's back,"Let's you and me go somewhere romantic?" the two of them
disappeared in a yellow glow.
"He teleported?" asked Domino, getting back into her clothes, Cable
did likewise.
"I'd say so, the question is, what is 'pool doing here?"
"He does have a little thing for Siryn, doesn't he?" asked Domino,
referring to the redheaded Irish beauty who was X-Force's deputy leader.
"I'd say it was a huge thing," said Cable,"But we're a long way from
the bunker, X-Force didn't even hear the battle. And why would Apocalypse
send his horsemen?"
"After Stryfe defeated him in battle, he realised how much of a
threat I was, maybe he's out to finish things off?"
Deadpool suddenly returned, there were a few new rents in his
costume, but his healing factor had already repaired the cuts in his skin.
"Okay Wilson? what are you doing here?" said Cable, striding towards
the merc-with-a-mouth,"You haven't been hired to kill me again have you?"
"Not you," said Deadpool with a grin,"Domino!"
Storm struggled against her bonds to no avail, the small lab was
beginning to have it's effect on the claustrophobic mutant, sweaat stood out
on hir forehead, and their was panic in the eyes of the X-men's deputy
leader, a woman usually in complete control of her emotions.
Sinister stood in front of her, motionless, not talking or displaying
any dangerous intent, he just watched her. Finally he turned and walked away
to a table where he sat down and began typing information into a computer.
"What do you want?" she cried out,"And how were you able to catch
us?"
He turned in his chair and smiled, but it was as always, a smile
devoid of information,"Ororro Munroe - Storm, Colour - Black, Mutant Ability
- Direct control over elemental forces, Sexual tendencies - Bisexual......."
"What!"
".........Notes - Storm's weaknesse's lie in her claustrophobia, her
arrogance and her emotional control, Suggestions - Make use of
claustrophobia, humiliate or remove emotional control, see footnote Sauron."
"What are you talking about Sinister!" she screamed.
"My dear Ms Munroe," he said, standing up,"Don't lose control, I was
merely demonstrating the fact that I know all about you and your fellow
mutants, and I know how to defeat your powers simply enough, Pheonix's
telekinetic shield was easily bypassed by one who knows how."
He left the lab, and she lay still, digesting all that she had just
been told, and then Gambit entered the room.
"Ach, Wade ye weren't going to do it were you?" said Siryn in
despair.
"Come on Theresa!" Deadpool said weakly,"Three million dollars is
alot of money."
"We should kill this villian where he stands," said Shattarstar, his
hand moving towards one of the two swords on his back.
"I wouldn't try it, 'Star," replied Cannonball,"We were able to beat
him as a team before, but mano a mano, you wouldn't stand a chance."
"At least when it came down to it you didn't kill her," sighed Siryn.
"Yeah, he was too busy staring at my naked body!" grunted Domino.
"Geez, sorry, I thought you'd appreciate being admired, it's not like
people love you for your perso.....ow! Theresa!" Siryn had just smacked him
across the head.
Roberto DaCosta, aka Sunspot, flew into the the room, the other's
still had trouble seeing him as anything but the mutant villian Reignfire, he
was now so powered up that his skin was almost always the pitch black fire,
it was somewhat disconcerting.
"Pestilence and Famine are both gone," he said,"But there were signs
of a fight."
"Okay, so I saved Petey and Twinkleeye's life, now what?" asked Wade.
Domino started forward,"If you ever call me petey again......."
"Sorry, sorry!" said Wade, as she walked away he laughed,"I guess I'm
just a Little Rascal?"
"Grr!" cried Domino and walked out of the room.
"Wade Wilson, ye are the most infuriating, bull headed......" started
Siryn.
"......charming, debonair, red costumed mercenary you have ever
seen?" finished Deadpool.
"Enough of this!" yelled Cable,"Who hired you Deadpool?"
"Ah, ah, ah!" replied Wade,"First rule we learn at little merc school
is never betray our employers!"
"I don't have time for this," grumbled Cable, he went still for a
second,"Nathaniel Essex, perfect, Mr Sinister hired you to kill Domino, why?"
"Hey, what kind of dirty trick is this?" yelled Deadpool,"I thought
it was unethical to read minds without permission........"
"Shut up, Wade," said Siryn,"Did ye not know it was Sinister?"
"No, it was a rich British guy called Essex, tall, real pale with a
goatee."
"It was Sinister in disguise," said Cable,"But he's always ignored
Domino, why is he all of a sudden interested in her?"
Domino sat in the room that she and Cable shared, fuming over Wade
Wilson, the truth was, she had been even moodier lately than usual, and the
reason was simple enough. She just couldn't bring herself to tell Cable she
was pregnant.
"The genetic potential of the the Summer's bloodline had ever been my
pre-occupation, and my plans came to fruition when Jean Grey's clone and
Scott Summers bore a child, Nathan Christopher Summers - Cable - who proved
to have all of the powers I had hoped for, he would prove a fine weapon
against my former master and creator, Apocalypse. But Apocalypse somehow was
a step ahead of me, and infected the infant with a techno-organic virus that
would have killed him if had the time travelling Askani brought him to the
future and saved him from himself."
Sinister paused and looked down at Scott Summer and Jean Grey, each
were on tables directly opposite each other in another lab room from the
other X-men, and both struggled to be freed of their bonds, despite the ruby
quartz face mask and dampening restraints around Cyclop's hands, he did not
give in.
"But now, my greatest experiment will be realised, I will take
samples from the two of you and create for myself the ultimate mutant, one
free of any t.o virus, one free of any emotional connection to you, and one
free of.............."
A crashing boom seemed to reverberate throughtout the lab, Sinister
stumbled backwards, then turned to a monitor and punched in a few commands.
"Inconceivable!" he cried,"X-Factor are here, how?!?"
He disappeared from the room, and Jean smiled,"Look's like your dream
was wrong Scott," she yelled out,"Alex is here!"
But Cyclop's was strangely silent.
Threnody's death energies shattered the floor around their feet, and
it should have collapsed, but a strange green glow surrounded the broken
pieces and held them together long enough for X-Factor to make their way
across.
"Good work, Polaris!" yelled Forge.
Wildchild leaped forward, smashing into Threnody's body, as she lay
he raised up his hand to strike her unconscious, and she stared at him in
panic,"Please don't hurt me," she pleaded, he hesitated, and suddenly a death
blast threw him backwards.
"Stupid punk kid!" growled a voice and Threnody felt a clawed hand
wrap entirely around her face,"Please don't hurt me," came the voice again,
raised in a sarcastic whine, and Sabretooth thrust her against the wall,
knocking her out. But the psychotic mutant, not willing to leave it at that,
thrust her hard against the wall several more times, until Forge activated
the restraining collar around his neck, causing him to drop the knocked out
female and clutch his own throat in pain. He glared at Forge in anger.
"One of these days, Injun," he said,"I'm gonna take this collar off
and rip your head off and shit down your neck!"
"Injun?" replied the Native American mutant,"What is this, you try
paleface, this injun feather you with arrows!"
Polaris reached out with her magnetic powers and tore the door away,
a long corridor stretched before them. Forge, who could instinctively
understand any kind of machinery he looked at, saw past the illusion, to the
holo matrix projector beyond.
"Havok, concentrated plasma burst straight down that corridor!" he
yelled.
Alex Summers - Havok - brought his arms up, energy seemed to fill his
body, yellow fire spilled from his eyes, his outstretched arms suddenly
pulled back and a release of converted solar energy smashed the projector,
showing them yet another corridor, only this one was real.
Forge led the government sanctioned mutant team down the corridor,
his mutant power allowing him to detect the booby traps and how to neutralise
them. Finally they found themselves in the lab, the X-Men were chained up on
tables, but didn't seem to see X-Factor. Forge turned to Mystique, the shape
shifting outlaw, who, like Sabretooth, had been forced upon X-Factor by the
Government, smiled at him,"What is it lover?"
Forge grimaced, she and him had indeed become lovers recently, he
just didn't want anyone to know it,"Shoot that sprinkler up above us."
She pulled out a gun and blasted the particular sprinkler, suddenly
all of the X-Men's voices were washing over them.
"......Wolverine!........"
".......no Gambit, ah can't let it happen........."
".........Don't lie to me Dad, you are a bigot...."
"...bisexual? where he got that idea......"
"......Psylocke? dead...no, it....."
"........Warren? dead, no, it....."
Suddenly they all broke off and looked around, they didn't comprehend
what had happened, then they saw X-Factor.
"Quickly Forge," cried Storm,"Get us out of these restraints."
Forge stepped to the computer banks and typed in several commands,
the restraints loosened and the X-Men dropped to the ground.
"Where's Gambit? Ah was talking to him," cried Rogue.
"I was also talking to him?" said Storm, confused,"He came in and
said he was going to free me, he began working on the restraints when he just
disappeared."
Jubilee looked around,"He isn't here, and neither are Scott or Jean."
"Of course not children!" came a laughing voice,"They are mine now!"
They all whirled and found themselves facing Sinister.
Meltdown was in one of her moods.
Cannonball didn't mind, in fact he usually loved it when she got like
this, but right now they were supposed to be being grim and watchful, as
Cable tried to figure out why Sinister would want Domino dead.
Of course it was difficult to be grim and watchful while Deadpool was
making cracks about Shattarstar's tattoo over his eye and Rictor's pretty boy
long hair, and having Meltdown pinching his ass was putting a crack in his
grim facade.
"Meltdown, ya want to help me grab some equipment from the weapon's
locker, we might need it."
"Sure thing Cannonball," she replied,"Let's go."
As they walked out he heard Deadpool say,"Help me get some equipment?
What kind of line is that, why not just say,'Let's go fu......."
"And when was the last time ye were on a date?" asked Siryn.
"You gotta ask? What about our little excursion in the Swiss Alps?
Pretty romantic, huh? huh?" he said, nudging her shoulder.
"Aye, between battling the Hulk and trying to stop you kill that poor
old man for trying to help you, it was all a girl ever dreams about."
Cannonball rushed into the armoury, which was a room with walls
covered in futuristic weaponry from Cable's time.
"Tabitha!" he said to Meltdown after closing the door,"What do ya
think you're doing?"
"I don't know Sam Guthrie," she said with a grin,"Perhaps I'm
thinking it's been a long time since we did it last......."
"Six hours....."
"And I need to be seen to."
"Ah may be an Immortal, but ah can't be expected to perform on
demand....."
She walked up to him and grabbed his crotch, his cock was already
hardening,"Seem's like Mr Sparky here is ready to dance a little jig!"
"Shit!" sighed the Kentucky born mutant, his hands slid around and
grabbed her ass cheeks, lifting her up, he carried her to a table and sat her
up on it, he pulled her pants away, she wasn't wearing any panties, the blond
tuft of pubic hair stared inviting at him from above her pink lips. He
lowered himself down and licked lightly over them, sliding the tongue
slightly into her, moving from the bottom of the slit to just underneath the
clitoris. As she gasped and lay back, he muzzled his face into her snatch,
his nose sliding into her pussy lips, and pulling up, rubbing against her
clit.
She grinned and lay back, her large breast's straining against her
uniform, Sam pulled away, lowered his pants and his long dick sprang free, he
wasted no time, he slid into her, reveling in the sensation of being one with
the woman he loved, every contour of her body seemed suited to his, his cock
slid right to the hilt in, and he leaned across her, lying face to face with
her - her breasts pushing against his chest - and began to make quick,
thrusting movements, her body slid backwards and forwards under his and she
began panting with a quick orgasm, she was always quick to cum, but she was
insatiable, she always wanted more. He began marking faster thrusts, his
cock barely leaving her cunt and felt the inexorable tidal wave of his
pleasure abot to break. His breeathing grew faster, and Meltdown, sensing
this, began sliding her body underneath him, clenching the muscles in her
cunt, almost like she was milking him. And milk him she did, as he exploded
into her, his sperm shooting spasmodically into her willing pussy. When he
was through, he lay on top of her, breathing heavily, then rolled off of her
and lay with his back on the table, she lay next to him with a smile.
"I'll be back for more boy!"
"At this rate," he said with a smile,"Ah reckon ah won't have any
marrow left in my bones!"
Sinister stood facing the combined strength of X-Factor and the
X-Men.
"Where's Scott and Jean?" yelled Havok, pointing a black uniformed
finger at the man who had ruined his life more than once.
"Patience Summers," replied Sinister with a false grin,"I have merely
brought them here for the greater good....."
"I've had it with your speeches about genetics and bloodlines!"
screamed Havok,"Now tell me where Havok is or I'll wipe you of the face of
this earth!"
Forge grabbed Havok's arm,"Be careful Alex," he hissed,"He's smart,
real smart, don't play into his plans."
Havok, Forge and Sinister stood in the middle of a circle of X-Men
and X-Factor agent, Ororo stood next to Wildchild and Mystique, Jubilee was
with Rogue and Archangel, who was gripping Psylocke tightly, to keep her from
Sabretooth, who was grinning lewdly at her while Polaris never took her eyes
of Havok. Iceman in turn, had his eyes on Polaris. There was still no sign
of Gambit.
"The time for pretense's is past," said Sinister with a grin,"Do it
now."
As the team member's tried to comprehend what he was talking about,
Havok gave a scream and shot back his arms, yellow fire flew from his body,
striking around him in a circle, smashing into everyone about them. Storm
reacted fastest of her teammates, attempting to force back the plasma energy
with a gale ten wind, but the light was not effected and smashed into her,
forcing her to the ground and knocking her out. Sabretooth also reacted a
split second before Havok's move, he leaped upwards, grabbing a pipe and
swinging out of reach, and Psylocke, who had been wanting to take him on for
a long time now, leaped into the air after him, she saw the energy flash out
of the corner of her eye and realised what was happening.
As she slid into the ventilation system she saw Sabretooth's back
disappearing into the distance, she decided to ignore him for now, and
concentrate of Havok.
Cyclop's little brother was on his knees, staring at his smoking
hands in mute shock.
"...how?...how?"
"Spare me," said Sinister in a bored tone,"Come out now."
A new figure emerged, he was hunched, and massively proportioned,
with a body reminscent of a gorillas, with grey fur and large spikes sticking
out of his shoulders. Psylocke struggled to contain a gasp as she recognised
a grossly malformed Hank McCoy.
The monstrosity smiled, then cast a furtive glance at Sinister, who
nodded.
"Arise, Prelate," he said, and his voice was McCoy's!
Havok suddenly straightened, he stared at Sinister and the Beast.
"About time McCoy," he brushed his chest,"I've been living as that
wimp for too long now."
Psylocke realised that Havok was once again under mind control, this
time under a strange partnership between a malformed version of the Beast and
the Geneticist Sinister.
"Ah, since arriving here on your wonderful planet, where there's so
much untapped genetic potential, I have waited for this moment, when the
X-Men would be available to me for research."
"Somewhat," replied Sinister,"I take the pick of the crop, you may
have the leftovers."
"Of course, even table scraps from this meal will give me more
excellent genetic material than I could have ever gleaned from the world
where Apocalypse ruled."
"That is why," replied Sinister,"I go now to Summers and Grey, you
may deal with Havok as you see fit."
Havok did not seem to object to being talked about this way, he
merely stood, eye's directed at a door to the far left. Psylocke somehow
intuited that this was where Cyclops and Pheonix could be found. She scooted
along the ventilation duct towards the room. Sinister looked up at the roof
and smiled.
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not be held responsible.
The pain is so great I can almost see it as a physical entity, my
body is warping, my belated healing factor striving to heal bones shattered
into chips, internal organs ruptured, even at it's former best my healing
factor wouldn't have pulled me through this, so why aren't I dead.
I manage to make it to my knees, I'm on all fours like an animal now,
as heat rushes through my body at almost the same speed as the hunger which
follows it. I can see bone's reforming through the skin, but I'm in trouble,
I've left a trail of blood behind me, staining the snow pink, and the
unnatural coldness is taking its effect, the pain is the only thing keeping
me from slipping into the eternal sleep.
I hear a voice inside my head, crazily telling me to stand up
straight, to face my inner demons and stand up straight. And crazily enough,
I begin to do so, bones so recently healed crack again, and I reach out and
grab a tree for support, the pain is no longer red hot, but white hot. I
realise now with a start that in my crunched up position, my bones were
healing crooked, I wouldn't have been able to stand up straight again
afterwards.
"That's good Logan, but it's only half the battle."
The voice seems to come from all around, I struggle to turn, to move
around and see, but I can't, and the voice seems so familiar. It's then that
I cry out as the pain becomes so unbearable that my mind wants to shut down,
and I nearly do, before realising that if I'm not conscious, my body will be
at it's own mercy, healing in whatever shape I'm in at the time, and I get
the feeling that if I do fall unconscious, then my real mind will never wake
up again. I'll become the animal of my nightmares, and that thought gives me
the strength to stand up straight and take the pain.
The Black Beast laughed in amusement.
"Oh dear, oh dear, we never got thoughts like this back at home."
Jubilee tried to scowl, but she was too busy blushing furiously as
the machine brought her thoughts up on screens all around the room.
"These one's are fantasies," he said pointing at a row of monitors.
On one Jubilee was disinterestingly watching as Brad Pitt and Antonio
Banderas fought over the right to kiss her shoes, in another she was being
presented with a gold card with no conceivable limit and the third was the
one that had sparked McCoy's interests.
In this one she and Storm lay naked together, their legs were
spreadeagled revealing Storm's neatly shaven cunt and Jubilee's lightly
haired one, they moved together suddenly, scissoring there legs together so
that their vagina's rested against each other, then slowly they began moving
up and down, Storm moving up while Jubilee moved down and vice versa.
"Dueling clits, aye?" said McCoy with a laugh,"How exceptional, on my
world everyones fantasies were either getting food or crushing the Eternals
that would march up and destory humans and inferior mutants. But these," he
said, pointing at another row of monitors,"These are memories."
They included Jubilee's first sexual experience, when she and Robin,
a superhero from another Universe, had first made love. There was also her
recent session with the slumbering Storm, and one of her sitting naked at
monitor controls, masturbating herself while she watched Scott and Jean
having sex at the floor of their bed.
"Oh my bells and whistles," laughed McCoy, wiping a tear from his
eye,"I did not think I would enjoy once more being under the lash of
Sinister, but this world is quite different to my own, such fun!"
Apocalypse stood to his feet and smiled, now was the time.
Cable finished loading the PacRat and motioned to the rest of
X-Force, now was the time.
As I struggled towards the lab, I collapsed to the ground, the battle
for my body was over, but now my mind hung on the edge of an abyss, and I
could feel the pull of gravity bringing me down. But for the sake of Jean, I
had to continue.
X-Man stared down at the inert body.
"Now?" he asked no one.
Not yet, replied a voice in his head, but the time is soon.
Sinister placed the two genetic samples into the petri dish and
placed them in the plasma bath, he turned and smiled at the unconscious
figures on the tables.
"Soon," he said,"The ultimate weapon will be mine."
"Dat so?" replied a voice, he turned and raised an eyebrow at Gambit.
"What is you problem, Marauder?" he asked.
"You done dis before Sinister, you gone and created your ultimate
weapon, and den 'pocalypse come along and destroy it, like he did wit Cable."
"This time is different, I have more now at my disposal then before,
begone from my sight Marauder, before I see fit to punish you."
Gambit walked over to Pheonix, who was coming around.
"You haven't," she said simply,"Gambit what do you think you're
doing?"
"I gotta survive, chere," he said,"Me an Rogue jus got a new start,
Sinister promised to let her and me stay together an be free, say we got no
genetic potential to us."
"He lies, Gambit!" she cried,"It's all he does."
Gambit reached out and stroked her cheek, his hand briefly touching
the damping collar around his right hand, then he turned away."
"I hope you understand dis, I got no other choice."
"I understand Gambit," she said with a smile,"Go to Rogue."
The Cajun left the room and Sinister sat at the computer, typing in
commands, when he was finished he turned and walked out of the room without
so much as a backward glance.
Jean smiled and pulled her hand free, Gambit had used his power to
fill an object with it's kinetic potential to blow a small hinge on the
restraint, resulting in freeing her, hand, she created a small psi-dagger in
her fist and punched through the second.
Scott was just coming around, she punched in a command and his
restraints loosened, the ruby quartz visor fallling from his face.
"How?"
"Let's go," she said,"We have to free the others."
Cable levitated upside down over the floor, Caliban lay underneath
him, staring into his open eyes.
"How Cable-Nathan do that?" asked the mutant tracker,"Caliban try
once and hurt his head."
"It explains alot," said Domino and Deadpool at the same time, Domino
walked away angrily, Deadpool laughed.
The PacRat had just flown back into U.S Airspace, although the only
one likely to bring them up would have been S.H.I.E.L.D - who owned the rat
before it was 'acquired' by X-Force - but it was now hidden by an advanced
cloak.
Cable suddenly turned around, got to his feet, walked to the pilot's
commands - which were on auto pilot - and typed in several commands.
"We're heading to Kansas," he said simply,"That was all I could pick
up of Jean, once we get to the general area I could get it to, Caliban will
take over."
"My, my , my," said McCoy with a laugh,"Sinister was right, you are
bisexual!"
Storm struggled against her bonds as the twisted version of their own
Beast - who was right now probably receiving a toast at the President's Ball
- stared at her fantasies and memories.
The memories were rather plain, there she was as a thief in Cairo,
here she was crushed under rubble, screaming for her parents to help her,
here she was meeting Gambit for the first time.
But the fantasies, she had long kept her emotions under control, but
underneath boiled fantasies straight out of the sick mind of some idiot
writing sex stories and posting them on the Internet.
One involved her being taken by all the X-Men males, first Scott
Summers, then Robert Drake, then Warren Worthington III, even Logan and Henry
McCoy got a go. In another, her and Jean Grey kissed passionately and made
love by a fire, Storm at one point sitting on Jean's thigh and rubbing up and
down until she climaxed, her juices running down the red headed mutants
thigh. Here she was getting done by a mysterious blurred figure.
"Computer, bring image into focus," the blurred image cleared
somewhat, bringing up a dark image of a tall black man, but no facial
features were evident.
"Who is that?" yelled the Black Beast,"Who?"
"I.....don't know," stammered Ororo,"He looks a little
familiar.....but....."
"Computer, scan face image 1A from my personal memory files," - his
mind and memories had been scanned by Sinister when he was first
captured,"Place image over 2C of Storm memory file."
The computer complied and the image of a bald black man, about forty
or so, with a M tattooed over his eye, became apparent.
Storm shook her head,"He still looks familiar, but too old, I
see.......I see dreadlocks."
McCoy typed in the appropriate commands, a face appeared on the
screen.
"I still don't know...." started Storm, but the Beast supplied the
name for her before running out of the room, and still she didn't recognise
it.
"Bishop."
Psylocke dropped into the room, the two tables that had held Jean and
Scott were empty, sshe frowned, and walked over to one of the many pieces of
equipment, this one was charred and burnt, nothing was left inside.
"That's from Scott's optic blast," she said to herself,"Now what do I
do?"
"I'll tell you what sweetheart," came a low growling voice,"Now I'm
gonna fuck you silly!"
She whirled and saw Sabretooth standing watch over her, he started
forward, walking with the arrogant gait of one who knows he's going to get
what he wants.
"Ever since I've known you, you've been an arrogant little bitch," he
laughed,"Always shaking your hips and pushing your tits out, teasing everyone
- well I ain't gonna be teased no more!" he leaped forward, but despite his
animal fast reflexes, she moved faster leaping away from him, landing lightly
on her feet and turning to face him.
"Come along then, dog!" she yelled,"You want me, come and get me!"
He moved towards her, and as she leaped away he turned to follow her,
she flipped in midair, her feet landing against the wall and pushed her back
over his head as he lunged for her, quick as a snake, however, he turned and
lashed out with his arm, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back
to him. The heel of her foot crashed heavily against the top of his knee and
he howled in agony, his grip loosened slightly and she slipped through his
hands, he managed to grab her tight blue leather top first, and it ripped
away, exposing her large breasts, which were heaving with exertion.
"You don't usually get this kind of workout do you?" Sabretooth said
with a smile,"Nice titties by the way, I'm gonna enjoy sucking on them!"
He moved in mid-sentence, surprsing her, she was pushed to the
ground, landing heavily on her chest, the wind knocked out of her, she felt a
hand grab what ws left of her uniform around her ass, and then it was pulled
away, leaving her asscheeks exposed.
He grabbed one cheek in each hand as he sat on her legs, and he
pulled them apart, revealing her puckered anus.
"You been fucked up the ass before, huh?" he said with a grin,"Maybe
I'll do you there first....."
Now she surprised him, arching upwards, her knees bending awkwardly
under the pressure of Sabretooth's weight, she grabbed his long blond hair
and yanked powerfully. He screamed as pain flared through him, he quickly
recovered, but now she was out from under him, turning to face him, her naked
body glistening with sweat, a psi-knife protuding from her fist.
"The glow don't work no more sweetheart," he said with a smile,
referring to the loss of homicidal tendencies every time she used the
psi-dagger on him,"Ever since that little runt Wolverine popped his claw
through my head, nothing been able to stop me."
She knew she couldn't fight him forever, his healing factor was
strong, he could fight for days, she could not, but she would not give in.
Sabretooth whirled his head as sounds of fighting erupted outside the
door, as he turned back he caught Psylocke's foot hard in his face, he fell
to the floor, even as he did so he reached out and caught her, bringing her
down with him. He climbed on top of her, holding her down.
"I'm gonna suck on your titties now!" he said, then I'm gonna fuck
you!"
The door behind them suddenly erupted inwards, Archangel stoodin the
doorway, as soon as he saw Sabretooth his metallic wings erupted forth
neuro-darts, that penetrated his skin, pushing him back, but Archangel didn't
stop there, his wings kept firing, ripping flesh from Sabretooth's body, the
mutant screeched in pain, and finally lay still, Archangel stopped.
"You didn't kill him?" Psylocke asked?
"No, he didn't.......?"
"No."
He smiled and hugged her, then suddenly screamed as a claw ripped
through his wings, as he fell back he saw a bleeding, badly bruised and
broken Sabretooth standing over them.
"You shoulda finished me pretty boy, I'll........"
He was cut off as a large black hand reached out and grabbed him
around the throat, he gargled wildly, then cut off abruptly as a loud CRACK
resounded through the room, and Apocalypse threw Sabretooth's lifeless corpse
to the ground.
Sinister stared at the memories of both McCoy and Storm, this was
wrong he thought to himself.
"McCoy, how is this possible?"
"I do not know," came the reply from the agitated mutant,"He was at
least forty when he destroyed our universe, and he appears no older than 25
in these memories."
"I have never seen him before," Sinister said angrily,"I know every
mutant who exists, and I have never seen this.....Bishop."
They turned and stared at each other, both thinking the same
thoughts,'Could he have come through the M'Kraan crystal from the other
Universe along with X-Man, Holocaust, Sugarman and the Black Beast? And why
was he de-aged, and why did none of the X-Men know him, and yet know him?
An alarm sounded, McCoy flipped a switch and an image of a large
flying ship appeared.
"That's a S.H.I.E.L.D Pacrat," said Sinister,"Cable and X-Force have
one."
"X-Force?"
"Samuel Guthrie - Cannonball, Roberto DaCosta - Sunspot, Shattarstar,
Rictor, Domino, Tabitha Smith - Meltdown, Nathan Summers - Cable."
"Samuel Guthrie was a young whelp who worked in a overseer capacity
for us," mused McCoy,"Rictor was a tracker, Domino was Apocalypse's personal
bounty hunter."
Sinister stroked his chin,"This is going to cause problems, prepare
Storm and Jubilee, did you manage anyone else?"
"No, Storm surprised me too much with her thought's of Bishop."
"It'll have to do."
As the Pacrat landed, X-Force was already moving, swinging into
action and moving down the already blasted corridors, they met no resistance
until halfway down, when a plasma burst knocked most of them of their feet.
Cannonball's inpenetrable blast field rocketed him through the air,
he smashed into Havok, picking the Prelate up and lifting him high into the
air, Havok increased the size of his blasts, but could not penetrate the
field. Sam let him go suddenly, and before he could react, a black bullet by
the name of Sunspot smashed into him, his fist hitting Havok's chin at over a
hundred miles an hour, sending the brainwashed mutant flying backwards, he
was caught by Siryn and placed gently on the ground knocked right out.
Cannonball placed restraints on him, enjoying the irony, not so long ago,
when everyone thought Cable had killed Xavier, Havok had put him in
restraints. He wouldn't give any trouble anyway, he was unconscious.
They continued onwards, meeting no resistance, Cable grew uneasy,
suddenly a blast of light blinded them, as they groped to see, a wind seemed
to push them back.
As Cable's eyes began to clear, he saw Storm standing in front of
them, pushing them backwards with her wind powers.
"Domino," he screamed into the gale,"Shoot Storm, stun!" he hoped
Domino would be able to do it, her mutant power mysteriously enabled things
to go her way, and he cared deeply for Storm.
Domino fired the blast, the stun needle luckily seemed to find a
point without wind, it struck Storm, knocking her to the ground, she could
not move.
Jubilee tried to blast them again, but a flash of light behind her
distracted her, she turned in time to see the hilt of Deadpool's sword as it
banged her skull.
"Damn it Deadpool!" Cable yelled,"If you've hurt her......"
"Relax, have I ever hurt anyone in my life?"
Cable ignored the question as he bent and placed a hand to Storm's
brow, he concentrated and then smiled,"She was under a form of mind control,
I've removed it," he moved to Jubilee and repeated the gesture, then stood
up,"Okay people, let's go get Sinister!"
Sinister was as close to feeling real emotion as he ever got, he was
somewhat annoyed.
He had placed the brainwashed Havok into X-Factor and had instructed
Sabretooth - who was only too happy to comply - to suddenly remember where
one of his labs was located, and he had hired Deadpool to kill Domino, but
Cable shouldn't have been able to locate him here.
He had immediately sent out Havok, Storm and Jubilee to finish them,
but he had underestimated Cable's 'children' once more, now they were nearly
at the door.
"McCoy, do we have any other defenses?"
"None," replied the Beast with a shake of his head,"It's down to you
and me now."
The door blew in suddenly and Cannonball rocketed into the room, he
drew up with a start as he found himself facing McCoy.
"Beast? Sir?" he started, dropping his forcefield, and the Beast
lashed out, a thickly muscled arm slamming hard into the young mutant's face
and dropping him to the ground.
"Sam!" screamed a voice and a small explosion erupted in front of the
Beast, setting his fur on fire, he dropped to roll and a tall, well muscled
figure sped into the room, knocking into him and smashing him against a wall.
"Well done Warpath," said Sinister with a smile,"You have impressed
me."
The large native American whirled to face Sinister, then sped
forward, moving faster than any wild animal, but Sinister was faster,
reaching out with one gloved hand and grabbing his forearm, twisting him
around and throwing him into a wall lined with computers. Bombs exploded all
around Sinister, but his grey flesh did not bleed, it simply resealed over
any injuries, he reached out and grabbed Meltdown and felt a sword slide into
his belly, Shattarstar, the genetically engineered fighter from another
Universe, twisted the sword and pulled it free, expecting to disembowell
Sinister and kill him, the skin merely melded together behind the sword, and
Sinister's free arm smashed an elbow heavily into the young fighters nose,
knocking him to the ground.
As he pulled Meltdown closer to him, the ground beneath him lurched
and he stumbled, freeing Meltdown, who raced towards the restraining tables
where the X-Men and X-Factor were being held.
Sinister turned and faced Rictor, the young mutant who could create
seismic disturbances, Sinister held one hand up, palm thrust forward, and
pale yellow energy flew from it, smashing into him and knocking him away.
Black fire was suddenly all around him as Sunspot flew into the room, firing
shots wildly at the mutant geneticist, Sinister unhurriedly walked through
the flames, reached up and grabbed the young mutant by the ankle, his hand
was amzingly unharmed by the deep heat radiating from the mutant, he pulled
him down roughly and smashed a fist into his face, a blast of laser fire
burst through his shoulder, he ignored it as he beat Sunspot into
unconsciousness.
Meltdown reached the X-Men, her bombs flew from her wrist launchers,
smashing the restraints and freeing the X-Men. Archangel headed straight for
a side door, yelling that Scott and Jean were still being held prisoner, the
rest of the X-Men turned to face Sinister, and were shocked to see the mad
scientist held to the floor by the pink and purple form of Caliban, the
gentle mutant tracker, who was screaming in savage rage.
"It is my will that you have all been brought together like this,"
said Apocalypse in his deep, thundering voice,"Sinister seeks to bring about
my ruin, but he shall fall this day, and then he will realise that only the
strong survive, and I am that which will survive."
"You're mad," screamed Archangel, his face contorted with rage. In
his youth, he had been Warren Worthington the Third, and he had managed quite
nicely to deal with the feathered wings that nature ha chosen to give him,
then Apocalypse had kidnapped him, cut away his wings and replaced them with
techno organic ones, changing his white skin to a pale shade of blue. He had
made him the Fourth Horseman of Apocalypse - Death - and sought to destroy
the X-Men, but Archangel had thrown of his mind control,"I should have
destroyed you on the moon when I had the chance!"
Apocalypse smiled at him,"You thought you had the victory there my
son, by making me die of pain and weakness, but I will always return, I am
that which will survive," he clicked his large fingers together and Warren
screamed in agony, doubling over in pain.
"What have you done!" screamed Psylocke, her naked body hunching over
Warren's pain stricken one.
"I am helping him," replied Apocalypse,"Watch and learn child."
Psylocke watched in shock as the small metal pieces on Archangel's
wings fell away, breaking off bit by bit to reveal white feathers. Finally
it was over, and Archangel had become Angel once more.
"I sense Apocalypse's hand in this," cried Sinister as he struggled
to hold back Caliban, who had once been Apocalypse's second angel of death,"I
will not be undone by some brainless monstrosity!"
Caliban's hands sunk into Sinister's flesh, actually causing real
pain, then Caliban's head snapped back and he howled in pain, Sinister
throwing him off and shakily getting to his feet, he found himself facing the
X-Men, X-Factor and X-Force.
"So, it has come to this?" he mused,"You think you can beat me so
simply?" he looked at each one of them in turn, finally coming to rest of
Cable, Domino and Deadpool.
"Wade Wilson," he said,"You have not fulfilled your contractual
obligations, I could have you sued for that."
Deadpool stood up straight, and from seemingly nowhere held up a
small pair of glasses, he put them on over his costumed face and said in a
nasal voice,"Actually, the first part - heretofore referred to as the Mr
Sinister - did not give the second party - the dashing Wade Wilson - correct
information, he stated that the second party would recieve several million
dollars for the death of one mutant female, Domino, whereas the dashing Mr.
Wilson discovered that he was being forced into a two for one special,
killing Domino would result in the death of a second party, for which Mr.
Wilson has recieved no payment."
"What the hell are you talking about Wilson?" said Cable.
"Didn't you know?" said Deadpool, sounding genuinely
perplexed,"Domino is preggers, knocked up, has hired a stork, got a bun in
the oven, eating for two, gonna get kinda fat and get sick alot!"
Sinister felt the dull annoyance once more, he had been hoping to
avoid anyone finding out.
Cable stared at Domino for a second in shock, then turned back and
looked at Sinister, rage contorting his face,"How long are you going to fuck
with my family Sinister!" he screamed,"It's beacuse of you I have this!" he
lifted up his metallic arm,"It's because of you my parent's live in fear of
having another child! No More!" telekinetic lightning lashed out, smashing
Sinister full on in the chest, knocking him back to the ground, before he
could stand, a red burst of light smashed from the roof into him, and Scott
and Jean smashed through from the ventilation shaft.
"Cable's right," yelled Cyclops,"This ends today."
"I agree," came another voice, a thundering voice that shut them all
up, as they turned to face Apocalypse.
One day earlier.
Henry McCoy, aka the Beast, was looking over his notes, they were
right, he found it impossible to believe, but the chemical makeup that
resulted from the combination of Cable's blood and the techno organic virus
acted as an antibody, destroying any disease or virus.
He had known for sure that it would cure the Legacy Virus, had been
aware that it might have some effect on Aids, but he was still shell shocked
from the thought that it acted against cancerous tumours.
"If only we had had it when Captain Marvel was alive," he said to
himself,"If only."
"Yeah bub, well right now I need it for another reason."
Beast whirled around and stared in shock at the figure before him.
Present time.
Gambit stood outside the blasted entrance waiting, inside his mind he
struggled to overcome the powerful mind control instilled by the Beast and
Sinister, but he was failing, he needed something to jolt him out of it, so
that he could help the other X-Men.
Snikt, snikt.
That was it.
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"The time has come," said Apocalypse,"To choose sides, I mean to
finish Sinister today, and he means to finish me - which will you assist,
which is the lesser of two evils to you?"
"You're crazy!" yelled Cable,"We'll wipe out the two of you!"
"I think not," said Sinister, standing up,"You can only destroy him
with the my aid, and vice versa, so a decision must be made. I am content to
study genetic mutations as they progress, but he will only be content when he
is the only living thing on this planet."
"He's right," said Jean in shock,"With Sinister's help we could
defeat Apocalypse for sure, and with Apocalypse's help we could defeat
Sinister for sure."
"So to kill one, we have to sell our souls!" yelled Angel, standing
behind Apocalypse and staring at him with hate.
"Make your choice," said Sinister,"It's either that, or you will die
trying to stop the two of us, and we will be left free to continue our 'evil'
ways."
"S'funny," came a new voice, seemingly from nowhere,"But whenever
someone tells me there's only two real bad choices, I figger there's got to
be a better way."
Sinister and Apocalypse but gasped in surprise, the various X-Teams
looked around, in a doorway, standing next to a scratched up and tired
looking Gambit, stood Wolverine.
"Impossible!" cried Apocalypse,"I killed you myself."
"Alot of people have tried over the years, bub," said Wolverine with
a grin,"But the ol' Canucklehead is still around."
"Truly you are fit to survive," cried Apocalypse,"I will take my
chance now, and offer you a position as my Fourth Horseman."
Gambit shook his head,"Sinister's mind control was bad, making me
take on Wolverine an all, but listening to big daddy 'pocalypse is even
worse, play de trump card Wolverine."
Wolverine smiled again,"You're going to let us leave this place,
because we're sick and tired of your manipulations, you're going to walk out
and you're never going to bother us again - if you two really mean to finish
each other of today, do so - but do it yourselves."
"You are not exactly talking from a position of power Logan," replied
Sinister.
"My healing factor is back and better than ever, I finally managed to
squash my inner demons once and for all, for the first time since Maggie
ripped my adamantium out, I feel like a man again and I don't doubt I could
take the both of you on...........but I won't........Jean, cover every X-Man
but me in a t.k shield."
Jean did so instantly, before anyone could react, she had already
picked up Logan's plan from his mind.
"Now, if you two don't let us leave, I'm gonna spill the contents of
this little cannister here on the floor," he lifted high a cannister filled
with a green liquid,"It's the 100% pure, undiluted Legacy Virus, and at this
power, it will infect every unprotected person in the room - namely us three,
and I figger Jean can throw a shield over me before it hits the floor."
Sinister and Apocalypse glanced uneasily at each other, then
Apocalypse laughed,"Hah, I am strong! I will survive the Legacy Virus!"
Sinister turned and fired energy bolts from his hand, blasting
Apocalypse to the ground, he lept forward, landing on the Eternal High Lord
and pushing him to the ground.
"Come on everyone, run!" yelled Wolverine, picking up Cannonball's
inert body, he turned and ran out the door, followed by the rest of the
X-Men.
Once outside, Cyclops took over again.
"Rictor," he yelled, collapse the ground in front of the lab,. enough
so that it will fall into the hole you create!"
Rictor did so, his seismic power rupping up the earth, the lab
collapsed inside the large hole, and he contimnued to pour on the power,
making the hole deeper and deeper.
"Storm, Jean, Cable, use your powers to cover the hole, quickly!"
Storm called up a gale force wind, smashing loose earth into the
hole, Jean and Cable telekinetically shifted the earth on top, compacting it
till it was rock hard.
When it was finished, all signs of Sinister's lab was gone.
"It's over," said Angel as he gave his shirt to Psylocke to cover up
with,"It's finally over!"
"I wonder who won?" said Gambit as Rogue cooed over his scratches and
wounds.
"Where's Bishop?" asked Cable.
Storm glanced up,"There's that name again, who is this Bishop?"
"Now?" asked Nate.
"Nearly."
The ground erupted beneath Cable, pushing him up into the air, a
gigantic black hand grabbed his ankle.
"Now!" cried the voice, and Nate responded, sending his astral form
into the comatose figure of Professor X.
Apocalypse tore up from the ground, his body appeared to be melting
slightly, as if he was losing cohesion.
"I am strong!" he yelled.
A reb blast of bio-energy smashed into his arm, knocking him back, he
lost his grip on Cable, Wolverine leaped forward, his bone claws slipping
free from his fists with the familiar snikt, snikt noise, he cut deeply into
Apocalypse, Cyclops fired an optic blast into the wound and then Cable was
there, his t.o infected arm pushing deep into the wound.
Apocalypse screamed as a yellow light seemed to envelop his body,
yellow fire burst from his eyes and then suddenly there was nothing, Cable
stood, his arm outstretched in the air, Apocalypse was gone.
"Cable, your arm!" cried Domino, the rest of the X-Men looked and
cried out in surprise, Cable's arm was flesh, nothing more or less, the t.o
virus was gone.
"It truly is over then," said Angel,"We're lucky Bishop reacted so
fast."
"It was nothing," replied the large mutant,"It was just my X.S.E
training kicking in."
"Bishop," said Cable, turning from his arm,"Where did you come from?"
"What do you mean?" asked Bishop sounding confused,"I've been here
the whole time."
"No.....no, you weren't here.........you......"
"It's understandable," said Cyclops,"Losing the T.O virus and all,
you're minds a little muddled, Bishop has been here the entire time."
Cable smiled, putting an arm around Domino's shoulders,"Okay, okay -
whatever."
The Professor smiled warmly as he poured his tea, turned and walked
into the living room, yes walked.
As a result of Nate Grey's healing efforts to revive him from his
coma, he had been surprised to find he could walk, then exceptionally
pleased.
Everyone was there, it was like a family reunion, Cable had his ear
against Domino's belly, while she yelled at him that the baby was only just
beginning to develop, Deadpool - who had stayed at Siryn's insistance - was
arm wrestling with Shattarstar, while Siryn looked on in amusement.
Cyclops had his arms around Jean as the two of them listened to
Wolverine's story, while the Beast shook his head over a headline in a
tabloid stating,"Brilliant Researcher Doctor Henry McCoy - Former Avenger -
Gay Shock, Seen Walking Arm In Arm With Mysterious Cajun."
Rictor and Sunspot were showing off in front of the Generation X
girls, M and Husk, while Cannonball and Meltdown sat on the couch kissing.
Storm was chatting animatedly with Jubilee, who was staring at the beautiful
mutants face in hero worship - catching one of Jubilee's stray thoughts, the
Professor realised he would have to have a little chat with her.
Iceman was in the process of freezing Beast's coffee, while Angel and
Psylocke stood outside on the balcony, staring at the stars. Bishop was
sitting, a dark expression on his face, while Gambit continued to beat him,
Forge, Mystique and Wildchild at poker. Havok sat with Polaris, they were
quiet, and a little troubled, but otherwise seemed comfortable with each
other.
Caliban, Artie and Leech were playing snakes and ladders on the
floor, Banshee and the White Queen were chatting away in a corner.
"I like this," said Nate, watching the X-Men,"It was nothing like
this where I came from, no one was ever happy."
"Have you spoken with Cable?"
"I tried to, but whenever we get close to each other we're flooded
with the other's memories, it's almost like we're the same person."
Xavier smiled,"Tell me Nate, what is really bothering you?"
Nate grinned,"I'm not used to being with a telepath so near my own
power, but it's Madelyne, Wolverine says that she had collapsed by the time
Apocalypse caught up with them, but the X-Men didn't find her, and Apocalypse
is dead now."
"I can't find her anywhere, even with Cerebro," said Xavier,"And I've
told you my theory, that you somehow created her, perhaps when you didn't
need her anymore, she just disappeared?"
"Perhaps," he walked away, bumping into Cyclops.
Jean stood next to the Professor,"How powerful is he?" she asked,"He
seems to exude power."
"He is certainly much more powerful than me," said Xavier,"Much, much
more, would you like to see an example?"
"I don't understand?" said Jean.
"You will."
Nate turned and smiled at them, then turned away.
Psylocke walked back inside, looked around and coughed, grabbing
everyones attention.
"I'm feeling horny," she said, and removed her top, her large breasts
springing free.
Angel walked in behind her, grabbing her pants, he pulled them down,
revealing her firm ass and trimmed, purple haired pussy, he bent her over the
couch, so her face was between the shocked faces of Storm and Jubilee,
lowered his own pants, revealing his lengthy penis, and slid into her
quickly, he began pumping fast, rocking her backwards and forwards, her
breasts pushing to and fro against the couch, causing the nipples to grow
erect, and drawing moans of pleasure from the ninja.
Storm and Jubilee stared at each other, then leaned forward and
kissed, their tongues slipping into each others mouths, tasting the other,
they moved together, Storm's large breasts mashing against Jubilee's smaller
ones. Storm broke the kiss long enough to slide her pink sweat pants away,
as Jubilee slid of her own, Storm sat on Jubilee's thigh, her legs parted
above the eighteen year old mutants upper leg, her pussy resting comfortably
as if it had always belonged there, she began sliding up and down, Jubilee's
leg parting her lips slightly, Storm's erect clit rubbing backwards and
forwards, growing wetter by the second.
"Professor, what's going on?" cried Jean, she tried to move forward
but found herself locked in place, she turned and saw the Professor, also
striving to move forward, but to no avail - this had to be Nate Grey's doing!
She looked back and watched in shock as Banshee pushed the White
Queen up against the wall, lifted her short skirt, pulled down her panties
and began thrusting into her, she squealed in pleasure as she felt her own
juices begin to flow, unbeleivably, the sight of all this sex was turning her
on. She felt her muscles relax and she lay on the ground, lowering her pants
and raising her hips slightly, parting her legs, she lowered a hand down and
began to masturbate.
Gambit held Rogue by the arm, he smiled at her,"Chere! we can touch
each other without de Z'Noxx chamber! We can!"
Rogue pulled him to the ground,"Enough talk, let's just get down to
it!"
They ripped each others clothes off and began fucking hard, Rogue
pushing into her faster and faster, she orgasmed several times in several
minutes, her cunt clamping down on Gambit's dick like a vise.
Cannonball leant back on his chair and groaned happily as Meltdown
gave him a slow, methodical blowjob, deepthroating him at one point, then
running her tongue around the head of his cock at another, her pants were
down, and Bobby (Iceman) Drake was tongue fucking her like there was no
tomorrow.
M was on all fours, a powered down Sunspot behind her, fucking her
doggy style, M's facial expression did not change, she seemed bored, Husk lay
before her, ler legs spread, Rictor was hunched over her face, his cock
sliding in and out of her mouth as he face fucked her. Suddenly M bent
forward and lightly licked Husk slightly on the side of her right vagainal
lip, Husk bucked upward, screaming in pleasure as she came instantly, M had
been, as usual, looking for the right approach to things, and when she found
it, she excelled. Her face suddenly lost it's dull, bored look and took on
one of pleasure and enjoyment as she lowered down and began to tongue fuck
Husk expertly, slamming her hips back against Sunspot as he pushed into her
cunt.
Jubilee and Storm were now in a 69, Storm licking the cunt of Jubilee
- who was on top - while the young mutant slid two fingers in and out of the
former Goddess' vagina.
Havok sat naked on a chair, Polaris facing away from him, she lowered
down onto his cock, her cutn sliding easily into place around it, it was
always this way with the two of them, they seemed to fit perfectly together.
Bishop stood in front of her, lowering his pants, his gigantic cock slipped
free. Polaris' eyes lit up and she lowered down as much as she could, while
Havok's hands roamed over her large tits, the green haired mutant took the
head of Bishop's cock into her mouth and slowly began to suck it, sliding her
mouth further down it, until she had the first four inches into her mouth,
she could fit no more in, her mouth was stretched to the limits.
Deadpool's cock slid in and out of Siryn's cunt quickly, he moved
fast, and Siryn loved it, screaming out as her orgasm hit her, the windows in
the room shattered, a result of her sonic scream.
"I guess you're a screamer, huh?" said Deadpool, still wearing his
costume except for around his cock, the skin on which looked dry and slightly
cracked, like a lesser version of the the Fantastic Four's Thing. Siryn
smiled up at him as his cock slid against the underside of the top of her
cunt, like scratching an itch it seemed to increase the pleasure, but left
her insatiable for more.
Shattarstar was getting his cock sucked on by Domino, had hold of it
with one hand, jerking him off as well as sucking on him, behind her Cable's
large dick slipped into her, his big dick filling her cunt completely.
Cyclops apporached Jean, removing his clothes, he kneeled down in
front of her, grabbed his cock in one hand and slowly guided his cock into
waiting hole. She moaned in pleasure as he began to slowly fuck her,
increasing the pace of his strokes, making her clit slip out of it's hood as
she felt her juices begin to flow.
"Scott......." she moaned,"X-Man....is doing......this, we
have.......we have.......to stop him......"
"Sure sure," said Scott, and continued to fuck her.
Storm and Jubilee lay, legs parted, cunts up agianst each other, they
both began to rub up and down against the others clit, Jubilee moving up as
Storm moved down, Storm moving up as Jubilee moved down. Their wet clits
rubbed up and down against each other, both moaned in ectasy as they felt
their pleasure building to a crescendo, they both cried out as they came,
their juices mingling and running down each others asscheeks.
Jean felt herself getting ready to cum.........she cried out to
Cyclops once more as she felt the snap within her, and she came, seemingly in
buckets as juice ran down from between her lips, around Scott's cock, and
down over her thighs, she turned to call out to the Professor and.......
.........the Beast shook his head over a headline in a tabloid
stating,"Brilliant Researcher Doctor Henry McCoy - Former Avenger - Gay
Shock, Seen Walking Arm In Arm With Mysterious Cajun."
Rictor and Sunspot were showing off in front of the Generation X
girls, M and Husk, while Cannonball and Meltdown sat on the couch kissing.
Storm was chatting animatedly with Jubilee, who was staring at the beautiful
mutants face in hero worship.
Iceman was in the process of freezing Beast's coffee, while Angel and
Psylocke stood outside on the balcony, staring at the stars. Bishop was
sitting, a dark expression on his face, while Gambit continued to beat him,
Forge, Mystique and Wildchild at poker. Havok sat with Polaris, they were
quiet, and a little troubled, but otherwise seemed comfortable with each
other.
Caliban, Artie and Leech were playing snakes and ladders on the
floor, Banshee and the White Queen were chatting away in a corner.
Jean Grey shook her head in wonder,"What.....?"
"A demonstration of Nate's power," said Professor X with a smile,"I
asked if you would like to see a demonstration, you said you didn't
understand, Nate smiled and then you said 'what.....?'"
"You mean, everything I just saw, didn't happen?"
"Exactly, and you didn't even realise he was inside your mind,
changing your perceptions did you?"
"None, and I'm the second most powerful psi in the world."
"Third now, and I'm second......Nate Grey is more power than I have
ever seen - he was created by Sinister in an alternate Universe, and a self
destruct system was placed in his DNA makeup, but I looked into his mind,
he's so powerful, he changed his own DNA structure without realising it - now
the only thing that could kill him is him."
"Again, Professor, I don't understand."
"He's so powerful, his body is in danger of burning out - but if we
can teach him how to control his powers, he never has to do anything so
dangerous again - and Cable can help us, now that his T.O virus is gone, he's
just as powerful as Nate - only he has absolute control."
"Sinister is gone, Apocalypse is gone, the Legacy Virus is gone,
Cable is healed......it all seems perfect."
"My dream hasn't come true yet," said the Professor,"And we're a long
way from perfect, but I have the feelings things can only get better from now
on."
He put his arm around her and they walked back into the living room
to join the rest of the X-Men.
Epilogue.
"Amazing, you have retained memories of who you once were," boomed
Galactus, The Devourer Of Worlds, as he looked at his new herald,"But I have
told you, I gave my word to my first herald, the Silver Surfer, that I would
never threaten Earth again, and I stand by my word."
The new herald looked dejected.
"But you are shackled by no such word, go my new herald, sever all
links with your past and then return to me. You were powerful when you came
to me, and I have made you more powerful still, imbuing you with the power
cosmic to augment your magnetic powers, but always remember I am more
powerful, do not seek to remain on Earth."
Magnus, the new herald of Galactus, who was once Magneto, smiled at
his new Master, then turned and flew out into the void of space, towards
Earth.....
So the world was spared the menace of Onslaught and lost the threat
of Sinister and Apocalypse, but Xavier would still have to deal with his
folly and arrogance in dealing with Magneto......I know this to be true, for
I am The Watcher.
That's it, the end of the story......phew!
I hope you enjoyed it, remember you can contact me with feedback on
this story at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz
If you would like a list of other stories I have done, please contact
me at the same address, and if you missed any parts of this story, I'll be
happy to send them.
Excelsior? (Stan Lee I'm not....)