Wraith's Menagerie | By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 2706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Cellmates part 2
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Disclaimer: I don't own X men, Marvel Comics does! This is FANFICTION, not for profit, but for entertainment only! This applies to ALL the following chapters as well!!!
Again he felt the wildness surface, smelling the womanly scent so close. Mariko tensed at the movement of his body, and he slid out of her lap. A feral look crept into his eyes, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed her neck. How had the man disappeared so suddenly, she wondered? She was about to get her answer when X-1 cocked his head sideways, growling deeply.
"Well, lookie that. Tarzan and Jane… or should I say Tarzan an' Jap?" laughed one of the guards. Wolverine whirled around, baring his fangs at the man.
"What do you want, gaijin?" Mariko asked, sliding her arms around his chest from behind to hold him back.
"Lemmie at those sons a bitches!" he snarled, pulling against her arms.
"What's this… can't have THIS Can we?" one of them said as he tugged the dog tags out of her hand.
"Haven't you done enough? Or are you going to let us out?" she demanded, glancing over his shoulder.
"Heh, yer a feisty little nip ain't ya, Madame Butterfly? How the mighty have fallen? You think you're too good for the likes of a fellow mutant? I think ya belong together…" Reese laughed.
"Shaddup ya son of a fuckin' bitch… ain't no way to talk to anyone, specially a lady!" Wolverine gritted, flashing his teeth at the two startled soldiers.
"Ohh did we make the animal upset? What's the matter, punk, can't stand us makin' fun of yer woman!"
"Come in here an' say that… ya slime bags…" Wolverine half-grinned. "An' Ill show ya some 'fun.'"
Something slid between the bars, and pressed into his side. He grunted and squeezed his eyes shut, suppressing the snarl of pain from the stun stick. "Stop it!" Mariko cried.
"That'll teach ya, ya freak…" Reese snickered, watching Wolverine crumple and bite his tongue to keep from crying out. Mariko pushed her body around Wolverine's to block the stun stick, which was making Wolverine's insides turn inside out. She gambled that they would not risk hurting her during their little game for she was far too valuable a resource. Plus when Creed found out, not to mention Colonel Stryker that they had pulled this stunt, they'd be in for major discipline.
"Cowards," she spat on them. "You'll pay for this… when my father finds out…"
"Your father's dead, Yum-yum, or didn't ya get the memo…"
"You lie…" Mariko whispered. "I don't believe you, dog sons… I demand you free us… Victor Creed with not stand for me not returning…"
"He don't even know yer here, girly… he's out bashing wetbacks in Cozumel… with the others…"
"What the fuck… do you want…?" Wolverine growled, hanging onto humanity by a shred. "You can do whatever the hell to me; just let her out of here…"
"What's the matter, you not wild enough to screw the girl, ya animal… maybe we'd better put some fight into him…"
"You are the animals," Mariko shouted. Wolverine howled in pain when he was jabbed in the ribs with one of the stun sticks. Blue sparks arced as the tip imbedded in him.
"No! Bastards…" she yelled, grabbing at the batons thrust through the adamantium bars. With a powerful jerk to the side she wrenched it free. However she failed to notice another baton prodding from the left. A sharp lance of fire thrust into the base of her spine, and she bit her tongue to keep from screaming.
"Mariko!" Wolverine yelled. "Leave her ALONE!"
"That's for my dad in WWII. Consider it payback for what your old man did to thousands of us… its merciful…"
"Rrraaaghhh!" Wolverine roared, leaping forwards to throw his shoulder against the bars. Claws bit through his knuckles with a loud rasping "SNICKT'. The astonished guard saw the three bright blades hiss down and slice the sparking baton in two. Mariko gritted again, feeling prod after prod into her ribs, which dropped her to her knees, then on her side. Wolverine threw himself overtop of her, slicing and jabbing back at the jeering guards.
"That's put the fight into him… OWWCH!"
"Watch it, Reese; he's a stubborn little cuss…"
"Rrrrrgghhhh," he rumbled.
"I swear you will regret this," Mariko gasped, biting her lip. Red-hot pain racked her body, and through the glint of tears she saw Wolverine throwing himself repeatedly at the bars, his claws thrusting through the case wildly at the squad of soldiers gathered to watch the animal raging.
Reese and Harrison backed away in pain. One of them bled from three wounds crisscrossing his arm and part of his cheek. Blue sparks crackled through the cage as Wolverine seized the bars and rattled them. Mariko dragged herself forwards to see Wolverine convulsing and grasping the bars. Every muscle contracted his inhuman snarls and roars echoing in the menagerie.
"James… no…" she cried, reaching up. He slid off and landed next to her, clutching himself, as she smelled searing flesh.
"Stupid shit, works every time…"
"So, what will you do next, Gaijin?" Mariko gritted, struggling to her knees as she threw her lab smock over a very naked Wolverine. "Will Colonel Stryker praise your actions? I am a scientist… I work for…"
"He doesn’t haveta. This is our fun time…"
"Colonel Wraith wouldn't approve…"
"You kidding? Stryker an' he are close buddies. Seems he got Wraith's ear on this… who do ya think lets us play around with you muties to toughen ya up?" his friend laughed.
"He don't care for Japs any more than we do, Mutie… and by the time we're through, there will be one less slanty eyed nip stinkin' up the base…" laughed the other. Double doors to the complex hissed, causing both men to snap to attention.
"Okay, fun times over, gents," said a young Captain. "Mind explaining just WHAT you're doing?"
"Captain, please… let us out!" Mariko cried.
"She was sneakin' food to X1… and we just…"
"You're not supposed to be in here, X34… what's the meaning of this…"
"Ask THEM," she pointed to Reese and Harrison.
"We had orders…" Reese hastily stammered.
"Uh huh, yeah, right. Mind getting her out of there before you both get your asses on KP for the next twenty years?" Captain Deveraux barked.
"But sir…" Reese stammered. "We have orders…"
"We'll see about this… get her out NOW!"
Wolverine fought his way to a reclining position, and then moved between the guards and Mariko once more. His sudden roar caused both guards to flinch, momentarily distracted by their jeering of Mariko. Another pain stick was jabbed into her ribs, and she keened in pain. Wolverine's claws were drawn yet again.
"What the hell's goin' on here?" asked Colonel Wraith.
"What's SHE doin' in the cage, sir?" Captain Deveraux asked. "I caught these two nimrods to get that Japanese mutant out of the cage! She's scheduled for labwork on section B…"
"Is she? I don't recall her bein' signed up today, do you?" Colonel Wraith asked. "Seems t' me it'd be a damn shame t' take her away from X 1 when he's all comfortable now, wouldn't it?"
"Sir, this can't go on… I know he has to be disciplined but involving an Alpha class scientist…"
"She's expendable…" Wraith whispered. "An' I think it's a pretty interesting show, don't you agree?"
Growling, he nosed into her neck again, nipping it sharply. Mariko cried out, flinching. "Wait… what are you…"
"Sir?" Captain Deveraux blinked.
"He's pretty taken with the little lady, I see… very interesting isn't it? First time we got such a response to a female…" said Wraith.
"But she belongs to…"
"James… wait… please…" Mariko urged. "Listen to me… hold on!"
Another snarl met her words. Lips curled back to reveal his sharp white teeth. That slight point of his canines bared sent shivers all over her body.
"Sir, we were just having some fun… seems that the chick has a pacifyin' affect on ol' X 1…" said Reese.
"Colonel Wraith… I demand that you…" Mariko coughed, spitting up blood. Wraith's finger pressed a button on a small remote control on his belt, and she arched in pain, gritting her teeth. Wolverine growled threateningly.
"Get that out of there…" he urged, grabbing the bit of metal in her hand. He wrenched it out of her fingers and thrust it into his pocket.
"Don't you do that to her…" he gritted. "She ain't…"
"Shut up, animal. I'm not talking to you," Wraith snarled, jabbing his baton into the cage right into Wolverine's ribs. He gurgled, hugging his stomach at another twist to his intensities.
"Excuse me, you DEMAND of me, bitch?" Wraith turned to her. "You're in NO position to do anything, mutant. Don't you DARE speak till you're spoken to."
"I'm Mariko Yashida you bastard… you won't make me forget!" she coughed. Wraith reached in and yanked her dog tags. He snapped off the piece that contained her personal information, and shoved it into his pocket.
"Creed doesn't have any say. I own you, X34. You're no longer anyone but who I tell you you are. Yer name's Michelle if I decide you're behaving enough to deserve a name. And do what you're told. You've been reassigned temporarily, because our genetics department needs results. And your effectiveness in the lab is only a small part of what is required…"
"What…" the Captain blinked.
"Change in priorities. You'll find the details here, sir. Now, you're dismissed…" Wraith barked, then turned his attention to the cage. Wolverine leaned down and licked at the scorch marks on her hands and arms.
"Pathetic," the Captain mumbled, as he shook his head sadly.
"Make her a new ID file. An' put both these in there…" Wraith said, tossing the tags to Deveraux. "I want their files sealed. As of this moment, X 34 is classified as Michelle. Nothing else."
"Yes sir…" Captain Deveraux saluted, shaking his head as he put the tags into a small plastic envelope.
"Ohh real cute, you idiots…" Wraith shook his head. "Hasn't anything HAPPENED yet?"
"No sir…"
"Let me OUT of here!" Mariko cried. "How can you DO this to your operatives… we've done NOTHING but…"
"If I wasn't so amused by this… I'd have you gagged, X34. For your sake I suggest you shut up and let nature boy do his thing…" Wraith sneered.
"What?" Mariko asked.
"RRRRRAGGHHH! Go to HELL!" Wolverine threw himself at the bars, snarling loudly. Claws shot out from their sheaths, and he flailed them angrily.
Mariko grabbed his arm, holding him back as she begged, "Please, stop… don't let him provoke you…"
"Put him down!" Wraith barked. Wolverine howled from the pressure of a pain stick jabbed into his gut, and his back. Mariko threw herself overtop of Wolverine, hugging him tightly as he huddled there.
"Stop it! He's a human being!" she yelled. "You… you…"
"You wanted to help X 1, now you've got your chance to keep him from going apeshit. So I'd suggest for your sake you spread your legs and start your assignment," the Colonel sneered. "And just MAYBE we'll let you BOTH out in twenty four hours…"
"Animal!" she yelled, cursing him in Japanese. Anger filled her face, but she crumpled in pain when the collar around her neck crackled with its own inhibitory powers. Seeing her, Wolverine roared once more at his captors. He tossed Mariko to the side, and threw himself repeatedly at the bars, forcing his claws hands through with vicious swipes. Blue sparks fizzled, and Mariko clutched her own neck at the blinding pain that stopped her from getting up and moving in their way.
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Mariko heard a soft phutt, and Wolverine collapsed on his hands and knees. Angry shouts were exchanged, and she felt a similar needle slam into her side. Incapable of moving, all she could do was to lay there and peer out of the side of the cage at the scene unfolding.
"That's quite enough, Colonel. I don't want the specimens damaged!" spoke a voice through the pain. Mariko blinked up, feeling someone nudging her face and pulling her clumsily next to him. It took all her willpower to force back her tears and not cry in front of the gaijin who were laughing and carrying on with this game.
"But sir… can't you see that maybe…" one of the others suggested.
"Colonel… I wanted them to mate, not scream for your private amusement. I understand your animosity towards our Japanese projects, but this borders on unnecessary and unusual…" Dr. Cornelius snapped.
"He's protecting her… and maybe we can get them to mate… I realize you're in charge of this, but I'm in charge of results. You asked me to provide the raw material, so you shouldn't question how I get results… Professor," Wraith answered.
"But her… she's…"
"She's known as Michelle for our purposes. Nobody cares about her past because it doesn't exist. No more than his does…"
"The whole idea behind this was that X2's genetic material has been implanted in her might lend them both capable of breeding a new sort of hybrid, and carry on the healing factor traits… instead of the cloning experiments," Dr. Cornelius explained. "I said nothing about testing reaction to physical stress…"
"I'm guessing you and Dr. Kinny's work didn't exactly work out as you thought…" Wraith laughed. "The copy machine broke did it?"
"You've got a sick sense of humor. But I share your aversion to resorting to cloning when tried and true methods should work."
"Dr…. Cornelius. Why?" Mariko gasped, finally able to reach through her tranquilizer to form coherent words. "I've only done what you asked…You said if I worked for you that my Cousin…"
"Michelle is it?" he said, glancing at Wraith.
"I'm M… Mari…" she gasped, and felt pain wracking her.
"Your name is Michelle, got it," said Wraith, pressing his control button. Pain arched through her mind when she struggled to say her real name.
"I won't forget, I won't…"
"Come off it, you silly girl," Professor Cornelius laughed. "Your mutant powers are only a secondary gain. Consider yourself fortunate that you haven't been sent into the field… like the others… now enjoy…"
"I was to be the property of X 2…" she stated firmly. "And to work in the laboratory… not be breeding stock for your sick…"
"X2 claimed you as spoils of war, but he's only playing with his food. And considering what modifications were made, I'm not altogether surprised. However I make the final determinations. You are an intelligent specimen, and X 1 is a strong physical subject in his prime. The permutations are scientifically sound. Crossbreeding will result in many benefits."
"As your brood mare?" she spat. "I'm surprised you have not done this when I was with X 2…"
"He failed miserable in that regard. He may be savage, but he doesn't fuck his own blood, X 34. I think your willfulness will serve us better when you conceive. And I suggest you get on with it. If you DO have his child, you will be quite valuable…"
"Damn you," she whispered under her breath.
"Enjoy yourself. Come with me, Colonel, and leave the subjects to their work. I think they require some time alone… Reese, inject them with the necessary incentives before the sedative wears off…"
"Fine. But make sure she survives…" snickered Colonel Wraith. "And in one piece… once the show's over…"
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