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Bend You, Break You, Make You Mine	By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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William Stryker is growing weary of all of the meetings and forms and red tape that the government keeps trying to hold him down with. And he wishes nothing more right now than to just be given free reign over his projects. All of this stupidity is wearing very thin, very quickly.
�And how do you plan on controlling James?� one of the directors is asking him. �Near as we can tell, he answers only to his brother.�
�You have to understand that after the procedure, James will essentially� imprint on the nearest alpha male figure that he sees,� Stryker explained. �All we need to do is make certain to keep him in a controlled environment for a period of time and then he will be our ultimate assassin.�
�And what of his brother?� Dr. Frost threw out. �Do you really think that Victor is just going to roll over and let us take James from him? Based on what I have seen so far, these two are closer than ever. While you may be able to make James �imprint� on someone else for a short while, once he sees Victor he will instantly return to him. And trying to take James from Victor could prove disastrous all around.�
�James is the one we really need,� Stryker said, �and Victor is expendable, if need be. Honestly, our plan was to suspend Victor in case we needed him.�
Dr. Frost tapped her chin thoughtfully. �That just might work. But who were you planning to replace Victor with? James won�t respond to just anyone. He will need similar� attentions to those that Victor has been giving him.�
�Well, I have considered multiple options, some of which you provided me with, Doctor.� Stryker tapped a small pile of folders. �David North is too straight laced, honestly, to take care of James's... unique needs. This Arkady Rossovitch is entirely too sadistic for James. He may accept Arkady for a short while, but his need to feel loved will get in the way entirely too quickly and we know that he does not respond well to sadism in the long run. Honestly, Wade really is the only plausible option. James will find him familiar when he first wakes from the procedure, and Wade is the closest thing to Victor we have at the moment without having the overly emotional attachments to James. He will be able to stand in until we find a more suitable replacement.�
Dr. Frost frowned. �Wade? Isn�t he a bit� unstable pscyhologically?�
�As I said, he is the closest we could come to a Victor substitute. Once the procedure is complete and we get a better handle on how James�s personality will settle out, then we can find a more suitable replacement,� Stryker bit out. �Until then, Wade is more than up to the task. In fact, he seemed rather excited at the opportunity.�
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Victor is pissed as hell. No sooner had the mission in Berlin been finished, Stryker swoops in and steals Jimmy away.
It was bad enough watching Wade�s brief flirting with Jimmy. But the way Stryker had seemed to ooze over his little brother made Victor�s stomach clench.
At first, Victor had thought that it was because he believed Jimmy wasn�t ready to return to active duty with the others. But now he knows what is really bothering him: the realization that he doesn�t want anyone else around Jimmy.
Jimmy is his little brother.
Not Stryker�s. Not North�s. And sure as shit, not Wade�s.
As soon as they had gotten on their return flight to the states, Wilson and Stryker had cornered Jimmy on one side of the plane. Each one of them flanking his little brother, whispering in Jimmy�s ears with smiles on their faces. And Wade�s hand� on Jimmy�s thigh!
How Victor had longed to tear them all apart, and fuck the consequences.
But there was that odd look in Jimmy�s eyes, like he was trying to figure out some complex problem. Stryker had started stroking Jimmy�s back, always whispering to Jimmy. Sometimes Jimmy�s lips would move, again like he was having his own private conversation.
Stryker had come over to Victor with a flask of whiskey. And how foolishly Victor had drunk it, not thinking to question Stryker�s sudden kindness.
Very quickly the feeling of drowsiness had over taken Victor. The last thing he saw was Wade putting an arm around Jimmy�s shoulders and caressing his thigh, before Jimmy had shrugged him off.
When Victor awoke, Jimmy and Wade were gone. Stryker was sitting across from him, filling out some paperwork.
�Victor, we have some questions about your brother,� Stryker had said, tapping a pen against his cheek. �I am very glad to have him back on base-�
�Wait, no,� Victor interrupted, nearly crashing to the floor as the plane spun around him a bit. �Jimmy isn�t ready to come back to the base yet. I need to get him back to the house.�
�I think not, Victor.� Stryker sighed and stood. �You�re time alone with James has run out. I�ve decided to move him back on base. It�s time that he reintegrates into our organization. You didn�t think you were going to stay up there forever, did you? The government is not paying you to fuck your brother, Victor. We are paying you to do as you are told. And we need James back now.�
Stryker patted his shoulder and then walked off of the plane. �Don�t worry, Victor, we will take very good care of your little brother for you. You needn�t be burdened by him anymore.�
And just like that, Victor realized he had completely lost control of the situation. Hell, had he ever been in control of the situation?
Victor had sat on the plane for nearly ten minutes before deciding that it was time he and Jimmy found a new line of work.
It was difficult to walk in a straight line. Victor didn�t notice the first wall he bumped into, but there was no missing the second one as he stumbled and crashed to his knees. He grimaced, trying to get back to his feet. It took him several tries, but he manages to stand up and continue his stagger down the hall.
�Victor? Where do you think you are going, Victor?� Stryker�s voice seems to be coming from far away, but Victor can smell how close the smug bastard is.
�Jimmy,� he mumbles. �I need to get to Jimmy. Where is he?�
Hands are holding him up. �It�s all right, Victor, everything is all right,� Stryker soothes. �Jimmy is going to be all right. You�re going to be all right. You just need to go to bed, get some rest.�
�Fuck you!� Victor roars, pushing Stryker away. His run is jagged, crashing into walls as he runs up and down various hallways. �Jimmy! Jimmy! Where are you?�
He doesn�t know how long he runs through the base, but Victor finally finds Jimmy.
Jimmy is crouched on the floor of the shower room, hands pressed to his ears. He is rocking back and forth, muttering to himself. It�s as if there are two people speaking with the same body.
Victor slammed down next to Jimmy, pulling his little brother into a sloppy hug. �It�s all right, Jimmy, I�m here,� he murmurs.
�You did this to him,� Logan snarls, swiping at Victor and skittering out of reach. �If you hadn�t made Jimmy so damned weak, we wouldn�t be in this fucking situation!�
�Jimmy-�
�Is a fucking coward who thinks he can�t live without you. The little shit thinks he�ll die without you.� Logan is frothing at the mouth, madness glittering in his eyes. �You made him this way. You did this to us!�
The claws are out and in Victor�s chest before he even has a chance to process what is happening. �Jimmy, stop it!� he yells, tossing Logan across the room.
�That is not my name, cock sucker! My name is Logan, you little shit. You�re nothing but a god damned dog, an animal!�
This is not Jimmy talking to him. This is Thomas Logan, who both loves and loathes his oldest son. And Victor is horrified. How could he not have seen this deterioration in Jimmy?
Logan approaches him, wiping spit from his chin. �I shoulda drowned you the day you were born, you damned dog. You�re worth even less than that bitch mother of yours. At least she had the decency to die.�
�Jimmy, cut this shit out,� Victor growls. Some of the fuzz is starting to clear from his brain.
�You destroyed yer mother comin� outta her. You ruined my life by continuin� to exist. At least yer runt of a brother had the balls to fight back. You always just took it, didn� ya?� Logan sneers at him, slowly circling Victor. �An� what ya do with yer little brother? Ye make him weak. You turned him into yer damned bitch �cause you were jealous that he was everything you never were!�
�Shut the fuck up!� Victor screams, lunging at his little brother. His claws tear into Jimmy�s gut, slamming his body into the wall. It takes him a moment to realize that Logan is laughing painfully at him.
�That�s my boy,� he cackles bloodily at Victor.
The door to the shower room bursts open as several guards and scientists come pouring in with Stryker. Victor is roughly pushed out of the way as they swarm Logan.
�He�s having an adverse reaction to the drugs you gave him on the plane,� a female scientist- Dr. Frost, if memory serves Victor correctly- snaps crossly at Stryker. �This is why I told you to wait until they were on base.�
�Your supervisor assured me there was only a low chance of side effects-� Stryker is cut off when Logan roars in frustration and tries to toss off the guards. More guards quickly rush in, piling on the enraged feral and pinning him to the floor.
�Psychosis was practically a given in his mental state,� Dr. Frost is still going on as if Jimmy isn�t writhing and fighting on the floor. �If you had actually read the reports given to you, you would have known better than to let something like this happen.�
�Just� sedate both of them and move James to a secure location until we are ready for the procedure,� Stryker mutters in frustration.
Before Victor can even register what is going on, one of the guards is sticking a large needle into his neck.
And then the world gets swirly.
His body refuses to listen to him and he watches as men wrestle his brother, pushing needles into his body. But Jimmy/Logan won�t go down easily. They fight fight fight�
There is glitter coming out of Victor�s finger nails.
Jimmy wants his help
But everything is
So pretty
Right now
Victor feels sooooooo good.
Everyone should feel this good....
Stryker, where are you taking Jimmy?
Oh, somewhere to make him better?
Yes, better is good.
Better is GrEaT.

Hmmm... some turkey would be
Fabulous
Right about now.
Wait, where are those MEN
TaKiNg JIMMY?
WaIT BrinG Him BaCK�
I WANT my lITTle BRoTHer�
WhERe are you taking him�

This isn�t what you promised me Stryker�
Wait... I want Victor..
What are you doing with-
Relax, James, everything is
going to be all right.

This isn�t FAIR.

(Victor is sleeping right now)
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