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Ororo Munroe- Storm- walked down the sidewalk, not really aware of her surroundings. Her protege, Ashley-Hawk or Crystal Hawk- had insisted on going shopping with her and taking her out to a movie. Storm still had some papers to grade though, so she left her with Rogue, Kitty, and Alison. Isis was coming back with her, wolves don't exactly belong in the city. Suddenly, Isis stopped, the fur on her spine sticking up. "What is it?" Storm asked her. The wolf growled. One reason why Hawk it was always a good idea to have around with Isis.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her, and pulled her into the alley. Isis started barking, then dashed forward for her assailant's leg. He cried out in pain, then kicked the wolf- hard enough to crack, if not, break a bone- in the ribs. There was a yelp, and a whimper. But she would not give up. There was a blur of white fur as she leapt into the air and bit the arm. But the arm just slammed her into the wall.

Storm winced at this, but continued her struggle. Storm tried to pry his arm away from her neck, but his grip would not relent. It felt like Logan's when the two were in a tussle for a Danger Room session. Then the arm spun her away from her assailant and up against the wall. Then she saw the amber eyes. This was not a good sign. She thought that Logan had dealt with him on Liberty Island. Obviously they all had been wrong.

Her eyes went momentarily white, trying to shock the person holding her. He tightened his grip on her arms, claws digging into her skin. She lost her concentration when the pain became unbearable. Switching her left arm into his left hand, he stroked his claw down her cheek. "You owe me a scream," he whispered.

This time, instead of trying to shock him, her eyes became white to fry him. There was a roll of thunder, and a flash of lightning jumping from one cloud to the other. He dug his claws into her wrists even harder this time, causing her to lose concentration. "Scream for me," he whispered.

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Sabretooth leaned forward- close to her neck- taking in her scent. Even though it was covered with fear, he just ignored it and concentrated on her natural scent. So sweet, he thought hungrily, placing a claw on her perfect white blouse. She started to make small frightened sounds. It satisfied him to no end. The little witch who thought she was a goddess and deserved a throne was scared. He could laugh out loud at this; this was one day they both would remember.

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Storm knew that he might get his hands on her again. She just didn't think it would be possible after the fall he took. He started to remove her jacket, and then tear the blouse. She looked away, not bearing to watch, as he went for her neck and pretty much stabbed her with his teeth. How she wished she would on the spot right then and there; Very little chance of that happening. She was his toy to play with now, and he knew it. If she had been paying attention, this would not have happened. Now a price was going to be paid, and she was the one who was about to pay it.





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