Title: Captive
Author: Kravitzkid
Rating: NC-17 (non-consensual sex and a little violence)
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, so there.
A/N: The original ficlet was written as a challenge response at Stormfreak’s Haven. I didn’t post it in many places but I still liked the idea and have been working on making this a full length story for months. If you’re looking for the original story, it’s going to be in here someplace. Just as soon as I find someplace to put it.

///talking in the mind///


Kendall crouched in the bushes while keeping an eye on the deer in front of her. She was slowly stalking the animal using the techniques her father had taught her. The newly fallen snow was making her game a little easier and she’d followed the animal’s trail to the edge of a clearing. The snow was falling softly but steadily and Kendall loved every second of it. It meant that she could stalk the helpless woodland creatures without camouflaging her hair.

The deer was nosing around, looking for some food in a small clearing. Kendall was using her powers to mask her scent and the deer was apparently unaware of her presence. Kendall crept to the edge of the clearing and ducked behind a tree. She knew this particular animal quite well. It was the closest thing to a pet that she had and they played this game often. Kendall would try to catch the deer before it ran away, which wasn’t always easy.

Kendall was looking forward to winning another round. She smiled to herself and was about to pounce when she heard a rustling sound not far behind her. The deer lifted its head and froze, as did Kendall, and without any warning the frightened animal bounded off deeper into the forest. Kendall swore under her breath and looked around, searching for what could have scared the deer away. She saw some squirrels, running up and down the trees and shook her head. Kendall was about to search for her deer again when she was seized by a large pair of hairy arms. She struggled against the stranger and the sky immediately darkened.

“Stop fightin’ and I won’t hafta hurt you.” Sabertooth growled. Kendall fought harder and Sabertooth lost her grip on her smaller body. She dropped to the ground and summoned a wind to lift herself away from her attacker. Kendall though she was home free until she felt a strong hand around her ankle, pulling her back down.

“No you don’t, ya little bitch.” Sabertooth yelled. Kendall started to panic and summoned a stronger wind to break free. Sabertooth got another hand on her leg and pulled her closer to the ground. Kendall managed to kick Sabertooth across his forehead with her free leg, distracting him long enough for her to gain some altitude and try to make it back to the mansion. Sabertooth shook his head as her saw his target lifting into the air.

“Always hafta do things the hard way.” Sabertooth shouted after her. Slowly, he removed a large pistol from his duster pocket. He aimed at Kendall and fired twice. He heard her scream and watched her fall into another thicket of trees not too far away. Sabertooth smiled to himself and ran to find her. He came upon his victim in a twisted pile. She was trying to get up, but apparently the fall hurt her more than the bullets. Sabertooth snorted and watched her cough up some blood.

Kendall turned her head and tried to focus on Sabertooth. Her head was pounding and her entire body was in pain. She weakly called for lightning to strike him, but she was too dizzy to focus and it hit the ground about 300 yards away.

“That’s right, keep fighting, you’re only pissing me off.” Sabertooth said. He leaned down and removed two shells from Kendall’s back, allowing the wounds to close completely.
“That’s a little better. I won’t get paid for damaged goods.” He growled.

“Fuck you.” Kendall murmured.

“All in due time, baby.” Sabertooth laughed as his gun connected with the back of Kendall’s head and she lost consciousness. He picked up the young woman’s body and tossed it over his shoulder and made his way out of the woods, leaving a trail of Kendall’s blood in the snow.

“Shame. I was expecting more of a fight.” He thought to himself.

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Ororo looked out of the kitchen window and watched as another round of snow showers had started to decorate the forest. Kendall had been out prowling around the grounds for hours and it was beginning to get dark. Annoyed, she stirred her spaghetti sauce and waited for her daughter.

“That girl was supposed to help me with dinner.” She said under her breath.

“That “girl” is over twenty years old.” Logan replied from the kitchen table. “You know how she gets after it snows. She’ll be back soon.”

“I should hope so. It’s starting to get really ugly outside and night will be falling soon.” Ororo replied.

“If she wants to eat, she’ll come back.” Logan joked while slicing more tomatoes for Ororo’s sauce. She sighed again and the snow got a little thicker.

“Kendall has been in those woods since before sunrise. Even if she can’t feel the cold, she should still come indoors for a while.” Ororo continued.

“It reminds me of someone I know who, as I recall, upon first arriving here, never came indoors for anything other than eating.” Logan poked his wife in the side while dropping the tomatoes into the pot. Suddenly, a loud thunderclap shook the mansion and the clouds over the woods got thicker and darker.

“Sorry, Ro.” Logan complained. “I was just teasing ya.”

Ororo looked up in alarm. “That wasn’t my doing and I’m fairly certain it wasn’t natural.” She replied.

Another thunderclap shook the house and the couple raced from the kitchen. Ororo took to the skies and Logan ran through the trees, calling his daughter’s name. He sniffed the air cautiously and smelled several things he didn’t like: blood, fear, and Victor Creed. Instinctively, he ran faster in the direction the strong odors, hoping he would beat his wife to the scene. Logan tried to warn Ororo, but she was too far ahead of him.

He saw her land inside a large clearing and she grabbed her stomach in terror. The winds picked up again as he reached his wife’s side and she collapsed in his arms. There was blood, lots of it, along with signs of a struggle. Logan released Ororo, trying to keep himself in check for her sake. He sniffed around the area and snarled immediately. Sabertooth’s foul odor was everywhere, along with the smell of frustration. Kendall’s blood was carrying the smell of her fear and it was almost enough to make Logan vomit. He forced himself to examine the ground closely. He found two blood-coated shells buried in the snow along with a trail of bloody footprints. Looking up, he saw the broken tree branches and estimated that someone, Kendall probably, had fallen about half a mile to the ground. The blood stains themselves weren’t very old but Sabertooth wasn’t stupid enough to stick around.

Logan was about to set off in pursuit of his daughter when he noticed Ororo. She was kneeling in the snow, choked with tears and rocking slowly. Anger, guilt, and sorrow were coming off of her in waves. The weather had followed Ororo’s mental state and plunged into chaos. The winds had strengthened to hurricane force and swirled the snow into large drifts against the trees. Lightning and ice rained from the skies and several trees were destroyed. Logan tried calming his wife, but she was too far gone. The winds were howling too loudly and moving too quickly and he was pinned against a tree.

///Logan, what’s happening?/// Charles Xavier’s voice rang clearly in Logan’s head.

///Kendall’s been kidnapped and ‘Ro’s Hysterical. I can’t get through to her./// Logan answered.

///I’ll do what I can./// Charles answered. The tempest raged a while longer until Ororo’s body tensed and she collapsed. The snow and winds died slowly and a horrified Logan ran to his fallen wife.

///Chuck, what’d ya do?/// Logan mentally screamed.

///Her mental shields were down due to her emotional state and I was able to sedate her temporarily. Please bring her inside and we’ll get things sorted out./// Charles calmly stated.

Logan scooped his wife into his arms and jogged back towards the mansion. He tried not to panic. It was obvious that Kendall had put up a fight. He just wasn’t sure how effective it was.

“She’s not dead. Creed wouldn’t take a corpse.” Logan repeated quietly. Ororo couldn’t hear him, but he said it to calm his own nerves. Logan’s mind was racing. He didn’t even realize he’d reached to medi-lab until Hank took Ororo from him and put her on a stretcher. He knuckles were itching and he needed to find his little girl. Logan almost knocked Charles over on his way back out of the lab.

“Logan, calm down. I understand the situation is dire, but an insane rage isn’t going to get Kendall back.” Charles stated. Logan just stared through older man.

“Chuck, Creed has my little girl and standin’ here jaw-waggin ain’t gonna get her back either.” Logan roared as he pushed past him. Charles scanned Logan’s mind and saw what he’d found in the woods.

“Dear God. This is worse than I thought.” He murmured, looking at Ororo’s prone form as Hank covered her with a hospital blanket.

When Kendall awoke, her entire body was sore and her head was throbbing. She tried to stretch and assess her wounds, but found that her arms and legs had been bound and her coat and boots were missing. Kendall felt the floor vibrating and assumed that she was in some kind of moving vehicle.

Kendall tried to lift her head, but the extra weight and soreness around her neck made the action impossible.

“About damn time you came around. I didn’t hit you that hard.”

Kendall painfully turned her head enough to find Sabertooth sitting across from her with a small, white cloth in his hand. She tried summoning some lightening to protect herself, but she couldn’t connect with the skies. Kendall struggled against her restraints while ignoring her body’s protestations. She attempted to call forth strong winds to assail her attacker, but her cries heavenward went unanswered. In her rising fear and frustration, Kendall let several tears fall.

“What the fuck did you do to me?” She screamed.

“Shot you, carried you here, and got that collar on you so there won’t be any more lightening problems.” Sabertooth growled, losing his patience.

Kendall swallowed hard and felt a cold, metal collar around her neck. She struggled more and cried harder.

“You are so going to pay for this!” She screamed.

A voice came from the front of the vehicle. “Shut her up, Creed. Border’s coming up.”

Sabertooth growled. “Hey kid. Quit rollin’ around and shut the fuck up.” Kendall ignored the order and continued screaming obscenities at the large man. She’d somehow managed to roll over and was now facing Sabertooth.

“My father is gonna fucking KILL you, you sick son of a bitch.” She roared.

At the mention of Kendall’s father, Sabertooth snapped and lunged at the young woman. She shrieked shortly just as one of Sabertooth’s huge hands clamped around the exposed portion of her throat. He then covered Kendall’s mouth with the cloth and held it against her face. Her eyes widened in terror as he spread his massive form over hers and he leaned in closed to her face.

“Look, little girl.” He began, his voice a menacing snarl. “What makes you think that the runt can take me out? He hasn’t done it yet...” Sabertooth’s hand began to tighten around Kendall’s throat, forcing her to inhale the chloroform faster. She tried to struggle free, but Sabertooth body easily kept her pinned.

“Now, shut the fuck up.” He rasped. Kendall weakly tried to utter a reply, but it was cut short as her mind again descended into darkness.

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Dr. Essex watched intensely as Sabertooth carried an unconscious young woman into the examining chamber. From what he could tell, She seemed to be in excellent physical condition. Sabertooth carefully placed the woman on the steel table in the center if the room and joined Essex in the adjoining observation chamber.

“Judging by your speedy return, I assume she wasn’t much trouble.” Essex greeted Sabertooth as he came into the room.

“Nothing’ I couldn’t handle.” Sabertooth replied flatly.

Essex nodded slowly and turned back toward the observation window. Two of his assistants had begun undressing Kendall and examining her prone form. Essex watched for a moment, then turned back to Sabertooth.

“You’ve done well, Mr. Creed. Better than expected. I thought that her “Gifts” would have made it more of a challenge.”

Sabertooth cut him off. “Hey, the congrats are well and good and all, but how ‘bout we just skip to the part when I get paid.”

Essex smiled. “Yes, The matter of compensation.” He paused and eyed the larger man slowly. “I am, of course, prepared to reward you handsomely for your services, but seeing as how the recovery mission was such a success, I may need you assistance during the “reprogramming” process. If you choose to stay I shall pay any price you wish.” Essex stood and walked back to the observation window and watched as one of the examiners was measuring a now nude Kendall.

Sabertooth followed Essex to the window. “No thanks, I’ll just take…He stopped mid-sentence when he caught sight of the young woman’s naked body, taking a few moments to run his eyes over her luscious breasts and along the curve of her hips. Sabertooth ran his tongue across his teeth and spoke again.

“On second thought, I think I might stick around for a while, but I handle this one and this one only…on my terms. Clear?” Sabertooth growled.

Essex smiled broadly. “Very well, Mr. Creed. On your terms, as you see fit.”

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Kendall felt cold. She couldn’t remember being cold once in the entire life. She tried to lift an arm to cover herself, but found them restrained again. Opening her eyes slowly, Kendall found that she was bound to a steel table and was totally nude apart from the collar Sabertooth had clamped on her. She was still disoriented from the chloroform and most of her body was numb. Kendall was so out of it, she didn’t notice Sabertooth standing beside the table until he brought one clawed finger across her breasts. The sudden contact and the cooler air making her nipples stiffen instantly.

“Well, isn’t that pretty?” Sabertooth hissed to himself.

Kendall jerked as best she could. “Don’t you fucking touch me. Where am I? What’s going on?”

Sabertooth snarled. “Shut up. I never asked you to speak.” He spat as he slapped Kendall’s face roughly.

Her face and lips were stinging and she decided to keep her mouth shut. She moaned lightly at the pain as Sabertooth spoke again.

“I’ve been watchin’ you a long time now…” he said as her began to roughly massage Kendall’s breasts with both hands. He scratched one of her nipples and she shouted in pain.

“I thought I told you to shut up.” Sabertooth roared, bringing his mouth to one of her breasts and harshly biting the nipple. Kendall screamed loudly and Sabertooth brought his face to Kendall’s eye level. He was smiling wickedly and had small blood spots already staining his teeth. His quickly scanned the room, then left Kendall’s side for a moment. Wasting little time, he returned with two towels.

“Now, let’s make sure there won’t be any more outbursts like that.” He said, stuffing one towel into Kendall’s mouth. The other, Sabertooth secured around her head, placing a knot over her stuffed mouth.

“Much Better.” He snarled. Sabertooth then climbed atop Kendall’s prone form and she whimpered quietly.

Sabertooth bit Kendall’s other breast, hard enough to break the skin, and a small trail of blood escaped her engorged bosom. Kendall had begun to cry quietly.

Looking down at Kendall’s bleeding breasts, Sabertooth admired his handy work and smiled contentedly to himself. Lowering himself again, he felt Kendall’s body tense, preparing for another assault. Sabertooth grinned.

“Relax, this doesn’t have to be all bad.” He whispered. The feral man gently licked the blood away from Kendall’s wounds and finally took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the already hardened nub. His hands were everywhere his mouth wasn’t, scratching long marks along Kendall’s thighs. Sabertooth continued his oral assault on Kendall’s chest, biting her and licking the pain away until he smelled her arousal and heard her moan into her oral restraints.

Quickly, Sabertooth released Kendall’s leg harnesses and before she could protest, rammed two fingers inside her. Kendall screamed as best she could and shook her head violently.

“You don’t know what you want, do you?” Sabertooth growled as her pistoned his fingers inside Kendall. She was in agony. The fear from the whole situation was preventing any actual arousal as Sabertooth’s large fingers manipulated her dry slit.

Slowly, Sabertooth removed his fingers to find them coated with blood. “Virgin, eh. I should have known.” He grinned and sucked the blood away from one finger and trailed the other along her stomach and down to her pubic mound. Sabertooth tongue followed his hand.

Kendall’s mind was in a state of chaos. He was doing everything against her will, but her body was beginning to speak otherwise. When Sabertooth’s tongue reached her swollen clitoris, she ground her hips against his face. Taking the hint, Sabertooth sucked the little button hard. Kendall inhaled sharply and brought her thighs tighter against Sabertooth’s head. He growled with agitation and held her legs apart. He bit her hard again and Kendall’s cries were louder now and tears were rolling down the sides of her face.

With Kendall’s pain fueling his fire, Sabertooth freed his massive erection from his jeans. Kendall nearly had a heart attack from terror. She shook her head and kicked at Sabertooth. He laughed and grabbed one of Kendall’s flailing legs in each hand and held them apart long enough to position his cock at her now bloody opening.

“Now, Now. This will hurt you more that it hurts me.” Sabertooth groaned as he forced himself totally inside Kendall. She screamed through her gags and thrashed about wildly. Sabertooth was ripping her apart. His claws had extended and were slicing her legs. Kendall was delirious with pain. Sabertooth’s movements began to speed up and Kendall couldn’t take the pain anymore. She felt herself passing out with the wild man still thrusting furiously inside her.