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Nadja Lee

Trapped in Darkness 1 & 2

Warning > This story deals with rape, violence, torture, sex and much  more. I don’t think people under the age of 18 should read this. <Warning

English is not my native language. Please forgive me my mistakes.
Disclaimer: “X-men” and all the characters here belong to Marvel , 20 Century Fox and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.
Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.
Disclaimer:  The song Remy sings in part 6 is “I lay my love on you” by Westlife and they belong to themselves, Ronan Keating as their manager and their label company and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.
Disclaimer:  The song in part 29 is “Amazing Grace” by John Newton and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.

Timeline: Set after the movie
Universe: Set in the movie universe. Only the movie NOT the book that goes with it! Contains elements from the comic books.
Pairing: Scott/Jean, Logan/Rogue, Storm/Black Thunder (Original Character) , Xavier/Gabrielle, Peter/Kitty, Bobby/Jubilee, Remy, others
Summary: As the X-men are captured and taken as slaves will they survive and at what cost?
Archiving: Want, ASK, take, have.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Rating: R
Warning 1: Character death!
Warning 2: This story deals with rape, violence, torture, sex and much  more. I don’t think people under the age of 18 should read this.
Note: Black Thunder is my own creation but I was inspired by several X-men.
Note 2: This story has a kind of sequel which is much lighter in tone. It’s “Christmas Of Tomorrow”
Dedicated to: The author of the story “X-MEN: FRIENDS OF HUMANITY” which inspired me to write this story. I recommend you reading this story at http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Stonewall/6257/Xmen1.htm
It is a great story, a classic I would dare to say. Note that it is novel length, contain a lot of dark material like explicit sex and very graphic rape and torture scenes, much darker than this one, it is set in the comic universe and in her story Bobby Drake (Iceman) is gay.  Also it is unfortunately not finished.
Thanks to Christina for the Beta and Marianne for the read through.

*mmmm * is telepathically thoughts spoken in the mind. “ mmmmm ”  is spoken out loud.

Prequel (Part 1):

It had started out like any other mission. Trouble in town; mutants in danger, go save them…should have been easy. Should have been like a ton other missions. But it hadn’t. It had been a trap and Scott had lead the others right into it. Gunshots, blood, pain, it all washed into one. They had been terribly outnumbered but by humans with guns. They could have killed them all; escaping. Scott himself could have just opened his eyes and blasted them all to kingdom come. But he hadn’t. Xavier had been with them that time, which he rarely was but he had received a message from Magneto stating he was in trouble and needing his help. The message had of cause turned out to be false and Xavier had been captured with them. He had ordered his X-men to not hurt the humans, to surrender. The losses on both sides would be too great if they did fight. Logan and Remy especially had hated the idea and Scott wasn’t too fond of it either but he didn’t want others to get hurt or die and had followed up on Xavier’s order. He had ordered surrender. Some of the humans had come to them and placed strange collars around their necks and they had all lost consciousness. Now people were slowly starting to wake up.

Part 2:

“ Wake up, One-Eye,” a harsh voice demanded and a hand slapped him hard on the cheek so his head flew to the side. Scott moaned, blinked…and saw colours. Quickly he closed his eyes again.

“ It’s alright, Slim. These collars prevents us from using our powers,” Logan’s voice said and Scott carefully opened his eyes again, turning his head away from the source of Logan’s voice so not to hurt him should he be mistaken.

“ Where are we?” Scott asked weakly as he sat up. They were in a big room with metal walls, a visible force shield separated their room from a hallway. In the distance Scott could hear screams of pain and laughter and the sounds sickened him. Jean, Ororo, Rogue, Kitty, Peter, Remy, Jubilee, Bobby, John and Xavier where all in the room, lying on the floor or against walls expect Rogue who lay on the only bed in the room. A small door lead to another room.

“ The bathroom,” Logan said as he followed the other man’s gaze. Scott got to his feet and found Jean, her eyes closed, bruises and cuts covering her body from their battle, leaning against the back wall. Scott kneeled next to her and felt her pulse. It was strong and he sighed in relief. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead and went over to the force shield.

“ No use. I hav` tried,” Logan said and showed Scott his bloody hands and Scott flinched but still backed a little away from the shield only to throw himself against it. He was thrown back and hit the back wall, falling down on the floor next to Jean.

“ Told you,” Logan said simply while he again checked Rogue who he had put on the only bed in the room as he had been the first to wake. She was still out of it and a part of him was glad. During their battle she had been forced to absorb a lot of the humans from the anti-mutant organisation which called themselves Friends Of Humanity (FOH) to defend herself and her team-mates. Logan had done everything in his power to prevent this but they had been too outnumbered for him to protect her properly. He hoped her mind hadn’t been permanently damaged by the people whose minds she had stolen. Hopefully the collars which prevented them from using their mutant powers would also prevent the other peoples minds from invading hers.

“ Yeah,” Scott simply said as he painfully got up. Logan eyed him closely as he throw himself at the force shield again, apparently having calculated that spot in the field to be the weakest. He seemed as a man possessed, needing to get out. Logan understood that. He shared many treads with his namesakes, the Wolverines, and hated being locked up more than anything but he had been beating on that damn force shield for hours without any luck. He’ll had to admit that he couldn’t break it down and when he with his surgically strengthening skeletal couldn’t break through Scott had no chance. Without a word he went to Scott and throw himself at the force shield with him. After almost a half hour where Scott had been fighting with the force shield and lost; his hands as bloody as Logan’s and blood running down his face from a small cut in his face, Logan lay a hand on the other man’s shoulder.

“ We can’t get through,” for Logan the words were surprisingly gentle spoken.

“ I wouldn’t accept that! We just have to try harder,” Scott said and shook Logan´s hand off him and got ready to throw himself at the force field for what seemed like the 1000th time.

“ Look, One-Eye. I aren’t kidding you. We can’t get through. What makes you this stubborn now, anyway? You’re the one who told us to surrender in the first place,” Logan growled and grabbed Scott’s torn shirt and drew him closer, fury and murder in his eyes. He would never forgive him for that. Never.

“ Do you think I wanted to? We had no choice. We were horribly outnumbered,” Scott almost yelled but Logan could hear the pain and doubt behind his words but he was too angry to care.

“ You brought us here. Brought Rogue in danger,” Logan yelled and hit him in the face, watching Scott’s head fly to the side, his cheek still red from when Logan had tried to wake him up earlier. Without thinking Logan hit him again and blood ran from Scott’s nose as he heard bone break. Scott made a swing at him, his bloody fist colliding with Logan`s face. Logan hit Scott again, this time sending the other man to the ground. Scott put a hand to his side and a moan of pain escaped his lips and Logan got concerned despite his anger. He hadn’t meant to damage Scott like that. If nothing else Jean`ll kill him.

“ You alright?” Logan asked as he kneeled beside him.

“ Yeah,” Scott whispered hoarsely, his face pale. Logan took hold of his right hand which covered his side and forcefully removed it. It came away sticking with blood.

“ Why the hell didn’t you say you had been injured in the battle?” Logan complained and took his shirt off, tearing it to strips to make a bandage for Scott.

“ I’m…fine,” Scott rasped but still let Logan look at the wound. It was deep and should be cleaned to prevent infection. It was from a gun.

“ Do you know if the bullet is still inside?” Logan asked as he eyed the injury. It didn’t look fatal but if it got infected or if he lost too much blood things could get ugly.

“ It…is,” Scott answered as he closed his eyes shut against the pain. Logan searched in his memories of the battle to figure out when Scott could have been shot. It didn’t seem too logical as Scott’s powers allowed him to shot from a safe distance. Then he remembered.

“ You took this bullet for Jean, didn’t you?” Logan bummed, talking more to try and keep Scott focused than anything else.

“ Yeah,” Scott got out before clashing his teeth tightly together to keep from screaming. The pain from being slammed into the back wall repeatedly by the force shield didn’t help either.

“ Are you two alright?” A gently voice asked as Ororo kneeled next to Logan and saw Scott’s wound.

“ Finally awake, hey?” Logan asked as he let Ororo see Scott’s wound.

“ We’ll have to remove the bullet,” Ororo stated as she had looked at the wound more intensely.

“ Oro….You…ok?” Scott asked weakly as his strength was leaving him.

“ No permanent damage,” Ororo simply answered. She saw something and walked over till one of the side walls and next to a unconscious Remy she picked up a small branch. She kneed next to Scott and put it in front of his mouth.

“ Bite on this so not to bite off your tongue.” Scott opened his mouth and bit into the stick, desperately trying to hold the fear away. He had felt pain before but always hated this waiting.

“ Logan, hold him down,” Ororo commanded and Logan nodded and pinched Scott’s hands to the ground. Ororo let a finger run over Scott’s wound and then looked Scott in the eyes which she could now see. They were actually quite beautiful, a rich blue colour like a summer day. Under other circumstances she would have been very happy for him that he could see properly but she didn’t have time for that and neither did he. Scott nodded at her and braced himself. Ororo let her right hand disappear into his side, searching for the bullet and Scott stiffened and choked a scream as Ororo searched inside him. She tried to be gentle but it wasn’t easy. Finally her fingers brushed something she could identify as the bullet and dragged it out while Scott bit into the stick, his screams muffled by it.

“ Got it!” Ororo proclaimed triumphantly as she held up the small bullet for both men to see before putting it on the ground. “ He needs stitches.”

“ Unless you always carry your needle work with you Ah can’t see how, Mon Ami,” a new voice said as Remy had awoken.

“ This will have to do,” Logan said and let go of Scott and Ororo stroked the hair away from Scott’s sweat covered brow and tried to remove the stick in his mouth but Scott had bit so hard into it that she had to use all her strength to get it free.

“ You alright, Scott?” she asked worried as he lay so still for a while, his eyes closed.

“ He has passed out,” Logan said as he had checked the younger man’s pulse.  

“ Have you checked the others for injuries?” Ororo asked as she stood again, her compose as regal as ever but her eyes held a hunted look which would probably never leave.

“ I was a ..bit angry when I awoke so no,” Logan admitted.

“ The Cajun goes check,” Remy said as he went over to his team-mates. He first went to Rogue, taking her pulse through her glove. Something in his eyes disturbed Logan and he walked over and took Rogue’s hand into his and away from Remy.

“ Marie is fine. I checked her,” Logan growled. After waking it had been the first thing he had done and then placed her on the only bed.

“ Over here. Peter seems to have broken his arm,” Ororo called as she sat next to him. Even unconscious he hadn’t let go of Kitty’s right hand with his left one and his body lay as a shield in front of her as he had always stood in front of her in all the time they had known each other. Ororo knew that Peter’s mutant power of turning his body into steel often made him stand as a shield in front of his lover as he also had today. Logan reluctantly let go of Rogue’s hand but placed it gently over her chest. He shot Remy a warning look.

“ Check the others,” he growled and went to Ororo. He kneeled by Peter’s side and checked his arm.

“ It isn’t broken just dislocated,” Logan said as he moved Peter’s arm up and down.

“ Well, what do I know? I am not the doctor around here,” Ororo shoot back, the fear of what was to happen next giving them all a short fuse.

“ Ok, ok. Hold him down in case he wakes up while I put this back in place.”

Logan took a good hold on Peter’s dislocated arm and Storm turned the unconscious student on the side, holding him down. Logan looked to Ororo.

“ Go,” she said and held him down. Please don’t let him wake, she prayed to any God who would listen. Logan took a good grip on Peter’s arm and with a crack it fell into place.

“ Auuuuuuuu,” Peter screamed and tried to sit up but Ororo managed to hold him down until Logan drew back from him and she let him up. He looked around and rubbed his now located arm and mumbled a rain of Russian curses. He turned to Kitty and stroked some hair out from her eyes and checked her for injuries. Satisfied that she was alright for now he turned back to his team-mates.

“ Thanks, Tovarisch,” Peter said softly and eyed their surroundings.

“ Could be worse,” Bobby said as he rubbed his neck and sat up.

“ I don’t see how,” Logan growled.

Part 3


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