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Dark Marvels: X-Men	By : ExodusSpinner Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 8588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The following story contains explicit sex, both consensual and forced. The Marvel Universe, the X-Men, and all characters thereof are the property of Marvel Comics, to whom I am 100% unaffliated. This is a non-profit fanfiction.

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“We have a pool just down here, if you want to go for a swim. It's self-heated, so don't worry about the weather outside.” Shadowcat, one of the Professor's Black Team X-Men, spoke quickly and easily as she strolled down the halls with her charges. She was out of uniform, wearing a brilliant blue sundress as she practically skipped down the halls. Behind her Colossus walked softly, imposing but unobtrusive, his dark suit at odds with his metal skin. On either side were Tabitha and Danielle, looking vaguely stunned at the splendour that surrounded them.

“This is...” Tabby shook her head. “I don't know where to start.”

“It pays to be an X-Man,” Shadowcat suggested with an impish smile.

“When will we be able to see Jubilee?” Danielle asked softly.

Shadowcat's face fell. “I don't know. It depends on whether Beast can stabilize her.” She shook her head. “As soon as she's calm, the Professor will let you know. I promise.”

“I don't understand,” Danielle said stubbornly. “We all went through the same thing. Why is she...?”

Shadowcat shook her head helplessly, and Colossus stepped forwards, speaking softly. “Some people grow through adversity.” He rumbled. “Some people... break.” He looked up, past the three girls in front of him, and his eyes narrowed. “For instance,” he murmured.

The others looked up in surprise at the two women approaching them, both clad in black jumpsuits and walking close together. Shadowcat plastered a smile. “Rogue. Marvel Girl.”

“Phoenix,” Phoenix corrected her, eyes narrowed, and then smiled thinly. She tilted her head slightly, looking over Danielle and Tabitha. “Giving our new charges the tour?” Behind her, Rogue stayed silent, a half-step back, as she studied the two without apparent interest.

“Yeah,” Shadowcat nodded, her own smile brittle. Phoenix's smile grew.

“And aren't you two just delectable,” she said, taking a step forwards and reaching out. Tabitha hesitated as Phoenix's gloved hand brushed across her face, standing her ground, and the Phoenix chuckled. “Rogue and I were just retiring for the night. Perhaps you'd like to join us?”

“Maybe not,” Tabitha said after a moment, taking a half-step towards Danielle.

Phoenix's smile fell away. “That's too bad,” she said softly. She looked over to Shadowcat, ignoring Colossus looming behind her. “What about you, Kitty?” She put just a bit too much emphasis on the name. “My door is always open.”

“Yeah, that's never happening.” Shadowcat shook her head. “You girls have fun.”

Phoenix shrugged liquidly. “Such a shame.” She looked over to the others. “It was simply lovely to meet you girls. Say hello to your friend for me.” She started to stroll off, hips swaying, then paused, glancing over her shoulder. “Rogue?” she asked firmly.

“Sorry,” Rogue said blandly, still standing watching the two newcomers. She tilted her head at Danielle. “Your talent is very interesting,” she added, voice empty of inflection. “And you used it well.”

“What?” Danielle said faintly. Rogue turned away without further comment, following Phoenix down the hall and around the corner.

Shadowcat shivered. “God, I hate those two,” she complained, turning to the girls. “That – that is what happens to some people.”

Tabitha was staring after them. “You think that could happen to Jubilee?”

“Let's hope not.” Kitty looped an arm through Colossus's, leading the way away, then looked back to the girls. "I'm sorry, that wasn't sensitive. Look, Phoenix and Rogue are here because the Professor accepts any mutant, as long as they don't hurt other mutants. Beast isn't like those two psychos, okay? He'll take very good care of Jubilee."

In his secluded laboratory, far beneath the mansion, the Beast sneezed, then rubbed his nose with a smile. “I must have become the topic of conversation,” he joked to no one in particular, his massive blue-furred hands running over a set of wires and tubes with inhuman agility, one clawed finger reaching up to adjust the thin glasses that he wore for close-up work. A moment later, he stepped back, and viewed his handiwork with a smile, reaching to start the stimulant feeds running to his latest patient. “Rise and shine, Miss Jubilee, we have a very busy day ahead of us.”

Jubilee's eyes opened slowly, and the young woman let out a muffled shriek as Beast's face swam into focus – a large blue-furred monster, with large fangs and oversized ears. She would have said more, but the long tube running into her mouth and down her throat, solidly affixed, kept her from anything recognizable. For a fraction of a second, she squirmed uselessly, before a new horror slowly overtook her.

“I'm afraid your arm was simply a complete loss,” Beast said to his charge, walking around the padded glass half-tube that Jubilee lay in. “I must admit, I was rather hopeful that I could present you with a robotic replacement, far superior to the original, but the Professor was loathe to spare the expense.” He shrugged. “At which point, there was a small matter of symmetry. And storage.”

Jubilee was still nude – a small fragment of her mind registered this, while the bulk was still reeling in terror. Her arms were gone. She craned her head from side to side, feeling a scream bubbling up in her throat, and forced it down with effort as she stared down her nude form towards her legs.

Towards where her legs should have been. Instead, there was nothing. No stubs, not even rough scars, just two large smooth nubs below each of her hips – and two more tubes, clamped gently but tightly over her genitals.

Beast smiled again, somewhat wryly. “It's a height issue,” he explained apologetically, patting Jubilee on the head as she let out an incoherent stream of abuse. “Given access to the lab space that I prefer, I assure you I would have left them, but it behooves me to be able to put you out of the way when experiments are running. It simply would not be safe for you otherwise.” He ran a finger over the smooth skin of Jubilee's left shoulder, and she shivered, her words running dry. “I understand that it might not be precisely what you were hoping for, but this is only a temporary situation, I assure you.”

Jubilee looked up in sudden hope. Nothing about what was happening made sense, but at least that sounded less ominous than it could.

“Now, you should be feeling a bit of a headache,” Beast said. “That's perfectly natural.” He looked back at her. “Please nod your head if you are.”

Jubilee glared at him. As if she was going to help her torturer study her further. Beast frowned slightly. “Young lady, your reticence is understandable, but unappealing. I would suggest you refrain from such petulant behaviour, lest I be forced to apply corrective measures.”

When Jubilee remained still, eyes boring into him like daggers, he sighed and nodded. “So be it.” One hand twitched to a small dial, twisting it to the right.

Jubilee gasped as pain exploded across her chest. She screamed in agony, as her breasts ignited into flame. She could feel her skin bubbling and cracking under incredible heat, her nipples melting under the onslaught. Blackness gathered at the edge of her vision, and she screamed as loudly as she could, reduced to little more than faint whimpers through the feeding tubes. Her world narrowed to two points of agony.

And then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over. Jubilee stared down at her body, uncomprehending. Her breasts were untouched – nipples pert in the cool air of the lab, smooth and white. She turned to look at Beast with horror-filled eyes.

“Rather crude, I am aware,” he said, shrugging again. “But I've found that a drastic demonstration early on typically forestalls further inconvenience. You see, I've wired your brain to this machine here.” He patted the machine smugly. “I now have complete control over your nervous system. What you see, what you feel, what you can control... all mine, to do with as I choose. I have disabled your body's ability to cause you to pass out. Believe me when I say that it could become quite a lot worse.” He turned back to her, one eyebrow raised. “Now. Do you have a headache?”

Hesitantly, remembering the agony she had just felt, Jubilee nodded.

“Good.” Beast turned back to his machine. “You will, I am sure, be delighted to learn that this means the machine is successfully mapping your neural pathways. I don't want to bore you with the details, but suffice to say that if any... adverse effects... should cause cascade failure in your thought processes, I will be able to reverse them, restoring your cognition to peak efficiency.”

He glanced over his shoulder. “Interestingly, the machine has the side-effect of mapping and potentially removing psychic influence. Charles is not aware of this fact, and I would appreciate it if you would refrain from mentioning it to him.” He chuckled, fingers running across the keys. “You would not believe how many layers of control he exerts over us. Personality modification, priority alteration... it's all quite subtle, but the total effect can be impressive. I take the precaution of restoring his control over me when I leave this lab, and removing my knowledge of it. It seems rather safer... ooh, and aren't you simply a gold mine. Let's wipe that nasty stuff away, shall we? We want you to be well-rested and free of external influence, or it will compromise my tests.”

As he spoke, Jubilee felt a spike of pain slam between her eyes, and she screamed into her gag. For a moment, she saw an image in her mind – a black teenager, with short hair and a single long braid hanging in front of her face, wearing an oversized green army jacket. Sitting on a crate, eating chicken wings, laughing at one of Tabitha's jokes. Then it began to swim and fade.

“Well, that's odd.” Beast's eyebrows rose until they merged with the darker hair above his fur. “Self-replicating psychic triggers. Very rare. And... contagious, oh dear. I'd better not study this any further, or I'll be infected myself.” As he shut down the program, he considered. “Or perhaps I already have been. Something to think about later, if I can. Your Danielle must be just like Charles, hmm?”

No. Not Danielle. Who... Jubilee lost the image, and returned her attention to Beast, who was back at work. “Now, mapping is complete. It's time for the second phase.” He looked up, very serious. Jubilee's heart leapt into her throat. “This is going to be a mite unpleasant, I'm afraid. You see, now that I've completed your backup... the original needs to be reduced to a non-functioning state.”

Jubilee yelled into her gag, and Beast crossed over, looking her up and down. “Charles spun this fable to your friends about your extensive mental damage, and of course he expects me to make it a reality. Normally, I would make do with drugs, but your friend is a psychic. She will need more... convincing material. And I must confess, I've been wanting to run this program for some time, just to see if it works. I lost two patients perfecting it. Just lie back and be still.” He chuckled, pressing a button. “Not that you have a choice.”

Jubilee's body was limp and motionless. She stared up at the ceiling, feeling her heart beat, and tried to do something. Twist, turn her neck, even blink. She felt terror bubbling inside her, the memory of a cage. But this was so much worse. A moment later, the world went black, and she heard the Beast's voice. “Eyesight is unnecessary for this test, as is hearing. Thank you for participating in this clinical study. Please keep your hands and feet... oh, terribly sorry, that was quite gauche of me.”

Then silence met the dark. For several moments, Jubilee lay still. She couldn't hear her breath. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, imagining what Beast was planning for her, but there was no way to plead with him to stop. Her voice was gone.

When sensation came, it wasn't what she had expected. Gentle warmth spread across her breasts, a soft caress from smooth fingers. She couldn't even gasp as it played with her, rubbing around the base of her breasts and moving towards her nipples in two smooth spirals. A moment later, it was joined by a pressure in her vagina, gentle where Tom had been cruel, and she felt herself responding, her body drawing towards orgasm.

Standing over her, Beast smiled as he watched the girl's body respond to his program. Even without control, Jubilee was growing wet, dripping into the tube filling her vagina, her nipples stiff and taut. He nodded approvingly, and triggered the next stage.

The fingers turned into knives, and Jubilee screamed silently as they stabbed down into her. She could see it in her mind's eye – blood bubbling from her breasts as the knives cut down, points driving towards her lungs. She lay still, unmoving, as the knives expertly sliced through skin and muscle, pulling her lungs free. Two points punctured her lungs, and her breath caught in her throat as she tried to breathe blood. Pain swam with her, and she gasped for breath.

And then it was pleasure again. Her breaths came quickly, freely, as her breasts heaved with sensation. A thousand points of pleasure were dancing across her skin, and Jubilee's thoughts dissolved into a patchwork of need and desire. She gasped in pleasure, hearing herself moaning, demanding orgasm. Faces swam past her – Danielle, Tabitha, Tom, collapsing before her eyes as she built towards climax.

And then climax was snatched away, replaced by the sea. Water flowing into her lungs, terrible pressure on her skin. Jubilee thrashed and screamed, choking and terrified, feeling the weight of metal chains on her arms and legs. As she felt her lungs burning for air, the fingers started up inside her once again, and she felt herself orgasm explosively. A moment later, the water was gone, and the thousand points of pleasure turned into unbearable itching. She wanted to reach up and brush the mind-shattering sensations away, but she couldn't move. She couldn't think. Pleasure dissolved into pain, twisting back around into pleasure. Waves crashed over her mind, and she felt herself shattering underneath. Her body bucked with orgasm, even as she felt spinning blades carving apart her face. She felt needles sliding into her skin as her breasts grew wet with milk. She felt a spike push its way into her womb, spilling blood as she came around the invader. The sensations merged and mixed, until there was nothing to tell them apart. Pleasure, pain, hope, fear, everything began to collapse together as Jubilee tried to scream.

In the laboratory, Beast grew tired of watching the young girl's twitching form. There was a certain... arousal... in the knowledge that his control was, in fact, perfect, but there would be time for that later. Instead, he followed her progress on the monitor, watching as her resistance and sanity collapsed one thought at a time. He smiled broadly, reaching over to cup one of her breasts gently. “A temporary state of affairs,” he assured her comatose form. “A blunt instrument where I prefer the scalpel. Once your friends depart, and I restore you... then, my dear, we can start enjoying ourselves.”

Upstairs, the Professor was relaxing inside Phoenix's mind, feeling her pleasuring Rogue, when Beast's call came to him. “She's making total progress,” the scientist assured his mentor. “You can send the other two down in an hour or two to see her.” He hesitated, then added, “Did Rogue have any luck finding out who was funding those human hunters?”

“None, I'm afraid.” The Professor shook his head. “We discovered that Danielle and her companions weren't the first mutants delivered, but the benefactor preferred to remain anonymous. It was someone with resources, however, and access to extremely high-technology toys. I suspect Stark, but if so, he was extremely cautious. It may be some time before we can confirm it, but I hope to have another link in the chain soon.”

“I look forwards to it.” Beast smiled cruelly. “I am rather in need of some subjects for destruction testing new procedures.”
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