Keep me from madness | By : FightingMadness Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. |
Warnings: Big fat dark fic (no deathfic
though). There will be TORTURE and NON-CON…DON’T like it, DON’T read it.
Disclaimer: X-men evolution, as well as its
characters does NOT, I repeat, do NOT belong to me and I’m NOT making any money
from this fanfic. This story is only the work of a FAN (a very poor one
actually) that loves the characters.
Author’s notes:
Thanks so much Ickybicky and Melon. Don’t worry you guys, although I can’t keep
updating as fast as I wanted to, I won’t ditch the story in the middle.
Sometimes it may take longer but I will update it. Melon thank you for your critique,
I actually got a beta and all my previous chapters are being betaed (thanks
Shaerin, I really appreciate it) and as soon as it’s all done I’ll repost them.
This one here is not beta yet, but I just couldn’t wait to post it ^_^°
There will be some torture in this chapter, so,
tell me what you guys think ^_^
“speech”; ‘thoughts’; italics for emphasis.
Chapter 7: anger and
pain
Sabertooth and Logan were making fun of Blob
and his touch down thing, Kurt just
blocked them out, though. Rogue and Scott were looking at his back; he could
feel the weight of their pity looks even now. He just kept looking at the
loveseats cushions as he tears ran down his cheeks.
“Are you waiting for one of us to cuddle with
you? Get the fuck up” Logan
said.
Kurt wiped the tears from his eyes and tried to
stand. It hurt just to sit down, but he made the effort anyway, as soon as he
stood winced and fell back in the seat. The pain in his backside was too much;
tears ran down his eyes, he felt so damn humiliated ‘FUCK’.
The men
just laugh at him. “ Guess I fucked him too hard” joked Blob.
“Look at the mess you guys made us do”
Sabertooth said not paying much attention to his companion jest and looking at
the pieces of wood in the floor. “Hey, Wolverine, we should make the boy clean
it…make him pay for the good time we gave him”.
Logan seemed to give it a little thought,
but agreed “Free his hands, keep an eye on the boy…hey little Kurt, try
anything and your sister and boyfriend are going to pay”
Kurt was mad, but he didn’t dare to look up, he
just clenched his fists tight. “What? No jokes? Where is your smart mouth now?”
provoked Logan.
The boy’s mind was blank; there was nothing to
joke about now.
Sabertooth came and yanked Kurt up. “Come, time
for you to work” Sabertooth, then, freed his hands, Kurt didn’t try anything.
He just proceeded to walk slowly to were his pants lay discarded.
“Hey what do you think you’re doing?” the blond
man interrupted, Kurt froze in his feet.
“I’ll p-put on my pants” Kurt hated himself for
stuttering. ‘Quit being a vuss’ he scolded at himself.
“No you won’t. I guess you didn’t understand.
You are to remain naked and ready for when we feel like it, got it?” Logan interfered, the
corner of his lips twitched up in a malicious grin.
“Vhat?!” Kurt couldn’t help but yell, he
swirled around and stared wide eyed at the men, and then he saw it again, the
lust stares and the knowing smirks. Kurt looked down again, ashamed.
“You heard right kid. You are our whore now,
and a nice one for that matter. Now that we had a taste we want more…besides,
it would be really annoying having to take your clothes off every time” added Logan.
“You can’t do zhis…I’m not your whore” Kurt yelled, despairing, his hands went
automatically to cover his groin. The thing he wanted most right now were his
pants, just his pants. He knew it wouldn’t protect him if they decided to rape
him again, but it would protect him from their eyes….it would make him feel
safer, even if it was just an illusion.
“Not our whore?!? Can you say that even with
our cum dripping out of your asshole?” mocked Sabertooth.
He couldn’t say anything, especially as he felt
something running down his legs. He didn’t have to look to know it was his
blood mixed with their cum. He clenched his fist even tighter and closed his
eyes as the memories came back, a tear escaping them. He then went silently to
the pile of wood and started to pick the wood pieces up. He didn’t look up once,
not to anyone.
‘Vhat’s wrong vith me, everyone’s stares feels zo
heavy on me’ he was scared, he didn’t know from what, the worst thing that
could happen to him already did, but that was just the thing, he didn’t want it
to happen again.
He stood up and started towards the door when
Wolverine said “You forgot something” the man picked up Kurt’s torn clothes and
put them on top of the scraps of chair on the kid’s arms “Throw it in the
trash”. Kurt looked up enraged; Logan
just leered as he saw the anger in the kid’s eyes.
Kurt left the room followed closely by
Sabertooth, although he was only taking out the debris he felt relieved to be
leaving the room. All the gazing at was pretty terrible to endure. At least, at
the moment he only had to handle Sabertooth.
They were already outside when the cold air hit
him, it was summer, but he was naked and really distressed so, he started
shaking.
“You’re cold? I could warm you up” Sabertooth sneered.
Kurt said nothing he wasn’t confident that his
voice would sound any stronger than it did before. The boy walked to the
garbage can and dumped the wood pieces in there together with his clothes.
“Don’t give me the cold shoulder kid, I know
you liked it” mocked the blond man, but Kurt wasn’t paying attention anymore.
Something caught Kurt’s attention, beside the garbage can, lying unmoving with
blood all over was Rahne, the family dog. Kurt took care of her since she was a
puppy and he cared about her a great deal, Rahne was literally his best friend.
She was dead, they had killed her; something snapped inside the boy. He didn’t
know where the strength came from, since his rape he felt like he could hardly
move, but Kurt quickly picked up a sharp wood piece and swing it at Sabertooth
with everything he had. It caught the man off guard, he almost didn’t get out
of the way in time. As it was, Kurt still managed to make a big gash on the
man’s chest. Sabertooth just stared wide eyed from Kurt to his chest.
All the frustration, anger, humiliation fueled
Kurt’s actions. He wanted revenge for Rahne and for himself. “You zon of a
bitch…I’ll fucking kill you” he hollered, his eyes full of tears, he couldn’t
see straight, he couldn’t think straight. He went at Sabertooth in a mad rage.
Unfortunately for Kurt this time his blond rapist was expecting it, his experience
in jail fights working at his favor. He dodged the blow and grabbed Kurt’s arm
twisting behind his back, making him let go of the piece of wood. Sabertooth
used his leg to pull Kurt’s, pushing forward he made the boy fall face to the
ground.
It really hurt, but worst of all Kurt felt
useless ‘Fuck, I can’t do anything right…I could have killed him, I could have
made him pay’.
“You shit, what do you think you’re doing? You
think your ass is so good we won’t kill ya?” Sabertooth yelled shoving Kurt’s
face down in the dirt and grass, the lack of air calming the boy.
Kurt couldn’t breathe, he was fighting to lift
his head, the grass making little cuts on his face. “N-no…z-zorry” Kurt
stuttered as soon as he could cough out the dirt. It then hit him, he was the
one being abused and he was saying he was sorry… one of his arms was free and
he didn’t have any strength to fight back, they were already breaking him ‘I’m
so veak….I’m so fucking veak…I’m zorry Rahne, I’m really useless’
“You’re Sorry? You think that will be it? I’m
not your daddy, I’m not your boyfriend…I’ll teach you not to mess with me”
growled the man, he then pulled a knife that Kurt hadn’t seen until now, it was
probably hidden under the man’s long sleeveless trench coat. Kurt was breathing
heavy and watched wide eyed as the man put the knife to his pinkie finger. One
of his arms were trapped between his back and Sabertooth’s heavy body. The blond man with hands to spare,
grabbed Kurt’s other arm and kept it in place above his head; he didn’t let go
as Kurt began to trash realizing what he was about to do “Bitte nicht![1]” he whined, the English words
escaping his troubled mind.
“I’ll give you a reason to be sorry” snarled
the man as he cut into the boy’s flesh and bones.
Kurt screeched so loud his lungs burned, but
even if someone could hear him the light was dim, the house’s ground too large
and the green fence too tall. He pushed his own face down in the dirt as his
tears fell to the grass beneath him, he didn’t want to see his mutilated hand.
“Seems like this little piggy went to the
garbage can” taunted the man, “ Now, If you think you’re ass is good enough to
save your other fingers, show me slut” Sabertooth then took out his cock,
already rock hard, shoved Kurt’s legs apart and entered him violently. As he
was entered Kurt wailed, but soon Sabertooth hand was over his mouth.
“Shut the fuck up” the man growled. The blond
stood up and kicked Kurt’s side; he disappeared from sight for a few seconds
while the boy cradled his hand to his chest and waited (or hoped) for the pain
to subside. Soon enough the man was back and thrust what Kurt recognized to be
his own sock that had been thrown to the garbage can, in his mouth. Shoving the
boy face down again, Sabertooth returned to his previous position entering the
boy again. This time Kurt’s scream was muffled by the sock. As Sabertooth raped
him, his eyes were on his dead dog, his cries of pain trapped by the sock in
his mouth. Kurt’s hand and lower back hurt so much it made his mind fogged, and
his tears were making the dirt cling to his cheeks ‘I’m zorry Rahne, for both
ov us…I’m zorry’
German (Thanks Xeph):
[1] Bitte nicht: Please don't
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