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Blood, Torment and Illumination	By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Scott had recently been doing some reading about wolf pack behavior in an attempt to better understand Mr. Creed. Right now as he sat at the table between Jean and Storm, he felt like the three of them were somewhere between pups and prey.
Professor Xavier and Mr. Lehnsherr, while two very different men, had gladly shared the responsibilities of running the school. They may have had disagreements from time to time, but there was no doubt they were the leaders of the institute.
And up until today, it had seemed that Mr. Creed was very willing to accept them both as the leaders.
Enter Colonel Nicholas Fury.
The Colonel had been sent by the newly founded Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, or S.H.I.E.L.D. Along with dealing with terroristic threats, S.H.I.E.L.D. had been charged with the incarceration of mutants deemed too “dangerous” to be in with the regular prison population.
Mr. Lehnsherr was treating Colonel Fury with polite disdain. Mr. Creed looked like he was trying to figure out the best way to hide Fury’s body the minute Prof. Xavier’s back was turned.
And, clearly, Mr. Creed’s feelings were returned by the Colonel. He had all ready made sure that Mr. Creed knew that he knew all about Mr. Creed’s life before joining the X-Men (that was how the Professor was introducing his team now).
Mr. Creed clearly didn’t like the idea of the Colonel giving him orders. “And how do we know, Nick,” Victor was sneering, “that your little organization isn’t going to just lock the kids and I up the minute we’re done taking care of Romulus for you.”
Colonel Fury didn’t rise to the bait, but his jaw clearly tensed for a minute. “Simple, Victor, I’m thinking of the future,” Fury explained. “S.H.E.I.L.D. can’t afford to make too many enemies. Plus, the Institute would be of better use to our country as allies, not as enemies.”
Mr. Creed was clearly not buying into it. But he glanced at the Professor, and that seemed to be enough for him to go with the flow for now as he leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest.
“So, um, what’s the plan?” Scott finally hazarded to ask.
The door to the conference room banged open to reveal a very damp Dr. Hank McCoy holding a young Asian man by one arm. “It seems to be raining men,” he grumbled, pushing Daken in front. Dr. McCoy was only wearing a towel around his hips. “Or at least it seems to be materializing men. I believe most of you have all ready made Daken’s acquaintance.” He straightened up. “And if you will excuse me for a moment, I’m going to go and make myself a bit more decent.”
Daken turned around to leer at McCoy as he left, right before he was hauled into the air by his uncle by his throat. As he crashed face first into the wall, he could dimly hear Xavier shouting at Victor to control himself. Daken collapsed to the floor to see Lehnsherr and the straight-laced Scott Summers urging Victor to sit back down. “Trust me, I’m not here completely of my own free will,” Daken muttered, trying to get back to his feet as gracefully as one could after being man-handled by Victor Creed. “Someone calling herself ‘Moonlight’-“
“You’ve spoken to Moonlight?” Fury cut in. “Did she give you any kind of a message? Tell me exactly what she told you!”
Daken was about to make a smarmy reply that turned into what he would forever later deny was a very girly shriek. Moonlight suddenly materialized out of his chest.
Only it wasn’t quite Moonlight. She looked kind of like… Daken. Oh, she was still female, but this was not the same Moonlight he had spoken with a few minutes ago. Plus, she didn’t seem as solid as the other Moonlight.
Moonlight turned and quirked a smile at Daken. “I told you I would always be there when you needed me, even if I am only a small part of me,” she grinned. Moonlight turned her attention to Fury. “Colonel, I regret that my time with you will be short. I won’t be able to maintain even this meager physical apparition for very long. You are now on a forty eight hour time table. En Saba Nur is getting ready to make his move. Once James has had his memory erased by Stryker again, he plans to have his servant Essex ‘acquire’ him. I have all ready gotten two others in place to assist you. Hurry, Colonel. This one is going to be too close to fuck up now.”
And just as quickly as the strange woman in a dress made out of stars appeared, she faded back into Daken’s chest. The room was silent, save for the sounds of Daken trying desperately to paw at his chest.
“Don’t bother,” Fury told him. “You’ll have a piece of her with you for as long as she needs you.”
“Who the hell is Moonlight?” Lehnsherr asked, still staring at the spot where the mysterious woman had just disappeared.
“She is not so much of a who as a what,” Fury tried to explain. “You all might want to sit down. We obviously don’t have a lot of time, but if Moonlight is involved, you need to know about her. And more importantly about En Saba Nur.
“En Saba Nur is somewhere around three thousand years old. We’re not sure how he has survived that long, but he has. And for the last three thousand years, he has been preparing to take over the world. He is a genetic supremacist. Moonlight and her sisters have also existed nearly as long as him. Their sole purpose is to help destroy him. I’ve only ever met Moonlight. She and her sisters are ‘stand ins’. They are able to take over host bodies to use their knowledge to help push events in the right direction. At least that’s the best we’ve been able to understand how they work.”
Victor’s face darkened. “If she was so worried about Jimmy, why didn’t she interfere before now?” he demanded.
Fury shrugged. “She doesn’t give me many reasons for why she does what she does. Maybe we need your brother to be the way he is now. We could spend all day trying to figure out her motivations, but we don’t have that kind of time.”
“So, what do we do?” Scott asked.
Fury pulled out a set of manila folders. “We stick to our original plan of capturing Romulus,” he said bluntly. “I suspect that Moonlight is on our side in this and will intervene in her own special way.”
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Wade walked sadly back to his room. This would be his last few days with James, according to Cassie Hines/Moonlight/Whatever The Hell She Was Calling Herself. Sure, she was great to look at, but she was a total bitch as far as he was concerned.
Wade groaned as James slithered over, slipping a hand down Wade’s pants. Wade started to move in to kiss James when his bedroom door was kicked open and both men were knocked on their respective asses.
Wade blinked rapidly. For some reason he suspected that his fun with James had Officially Ended. Wade made the mistake of pausing when he probably should have been running.
Fred Dukes lunged at him, crowing as he knocked Wade to the floor, easily wrestling him into a submissive position. There was definitely a predatory gleam in Fred’s eyes that Wade did not like.
“So, you are the mortal of whom my sister spoke,” Fred laughed. At least, it was sort of Fred. There was something very off about his voice. “We have two days until we wage battle with the enemy and I have needs that must be met before then!”
Glancing around frantically, Wade tried to figure a way out of this madness. “James, honey bunny, I know you’re crazy and all, but if you could help me out here-“
Fred slapped him. “Shut up, man! You will give me pleasure so as to slake my needs!”
Somehow, Wade doubted the James would be much help anyway. James had clearly been dosed recently and was having fun making shag angels in the carpet.
Wade glared at Fred. “What the fuck are you talking about? And who the hell are you? What did you do with Fred?” Wade demanded, only to find himself being slapped again. Fred roughly grabbed him by the hair.
“Fool. I am the Wound Goddess! I am a Maiden of the Slain! I am a Death Bringer! I am Mathildur, she who is mighty in battle!” Fred/Mathildur roared. “And I have chosen you to give me pleasure!”
Suddenly, Wade felt that maybe becoming a monk wasn’t such a bad idea. You should go talk to Moonlight/Cassie Hines, his little yellow boxes suggested.
“Yes! Moonlight will know what to do!” Wade agreed.
Mathildur snorted. “What does the Great Manipulator know? She only knows how to influence the hearts of men, she knows nothing of battle.” Mathildur got to her feet, tossing Wade over her shoulder. “Now, to the bed chamber!”
Wade prayed that Mathildur was as butch as she sounded, and like a typical man would fall asleep quickly after a few rolls in the hay.
Fortunately for Wade, the door had been left open by Mathildur’s rampage allowing Moonlight to come running in. Unfortunately, Wraith was right behind her. He stopped just inside the door to stare open mouthed at the sight of Fred trying to manhandle Wade into the bed and James rolling around while giggling stupidly on the floor.
“Fred, man, what the fuck are you doing?” Wraith finally demanded.
“Yes, Fred,” Moonlight hissed between clenched teeth. “What do you think you are doing?”
Fred blinked in confusion. Moonlight and Wade could both sense Mathildur fading into his unconscious. “How the hell did I get in here?” he asked, somewhat foolishly.
Moonlight smacked her forehead. “Just forty eight more hours,” she muttered. And wondered how the hell she was going to explain this one.
Wraith looked around in confusion, as he urged Fred out of Wade’s room. “Great, the insanity is contagious,” he was heard muttering as the two men walked down the hall.
“I’m so sorry about that,” Moonlight apologized. “I didn’t think my sisters were going to start arriving so soon. And Mathildur is the least patient and the most horny. I’ll have to find some way to keep her occupied for the next forty eight hours.”
Wade threw an arm over his eyes. “Remind me why I’m helping you again?”
“Because you don’t want to spend the rest of eternity getting ass raped,” she reminded him brightly. Moonlight patted Wade comfortingly on the arm. “Don’t worry, it will all be worth it in the end. And I promise there won’t be any more crazy sisters coming for you. Now that I know they’re almost all here, I can keep an eye out. All you have to do is get James off all of those nasty chemicals the scientists have been pumping him full of. We’ll handle the rest.”
Wade glared at Moonlight. “You had better be right,” he snapped.
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