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Nadja Lee

Trapped in Darkness 7

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.

Part 7:
Black Thunder walked with swift steps down the hallway towards the Captain's office. He was a man in his mid thirties, his skin a beautiful copper color and his eyes and hair as black as the darkest reaches of space. Like most male mutants, he wore only trousers, only his were made of skin and in a better condition than most and then the collar all mutants wore on Genosha. The scars on his back, chest, arms and legs bore evidence to a hard life. He was a strong man and would have been thought handsome had it not been for the scars on his body and the deep scar that ran from his left eye to his neck and gave him a somewhat grim look. He reached the door and entered.
" Captain, I bring news," his voice was spoken almost in a whisper, monotone and without emotions.
" Let me have it then," the middle aged white man said from behind his deck. He had just been looking into the X-men matter and hoped that their leader, the one called Cyclops, would tell him something soon.
" The President have decided that no more mutants are to be. transported from the US to Genosha. The American government are beginning to ask questions. You are to stop the questioning of the X-men leader and put him and the others to work," as always Black Thunder's voice and eyes were emotionless and one who saw the two men together would never have guessed that they had known each other for years.
" Is that an order?" the Captain asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the other man.
" From the president, yes."
" Very well then. Go see if you can't patch him up," the captain reluctantly let go of his chance of finding the other X-men. Damn, he had been so close but he knew better than to go up against the leader of Genosha. Black Thunder turned to go.
" Oh, and Michael." he amplified the word, the white name, human name, given him by his captors but got no reaction from Black Thunder. The captain nodded silently in satisfaction. A sign of distaste to the name given him would be a sign of disobedience. ".tell me when he's back with the others. I have needs for them later. That will be all," he made a dismissive gesture and Black Thunder existed the room. He walked again on the hallway until he found the room he was looking for and went in. The room was totally dark but he soon made out five persons standing over a body crumbled up in the back corner, mumbling words of pain as he was kicked and beaten. The men were so consumed by their interrogation that they didn't notice he had entered. Black Thunder doubted they would have heard him anyway as they yelled insults of all kinds at the man in the corner. He had heard all the insults before and then some yet somewhere deep within, a place in his soul where light still shone even after it had been tried to be beaten out of him for years, he cried for the man. Yet his voice and eyes betrayed nothing as he let the door slam shut.
" Stop this at once," his voice was as always, low but held an edge of steel with couldn't be denied.
" You have no right to give orders, half-breed," one of the guards spat and Black Thunder could now see that he and the other guards were wearing night gobbles to be able to see in the dark cell. He knew this method to break a prisoner well, and right he should as he had tried to be on both the receiving and giving end of it. The darkness and the not knowing were often what broke the prisoners more than the beatings themselves.
" Today I have. Orders from the Captain. He is to be released. Now!" Black Thunder moved closer and his eyes quickly gave him the full advantage of sight even in the dark room. It was a gift he had inherited from his mother and her people.
" If the Captain says so." one guard began to back away.
" Don't be stupid. He's lying. His kind always is," another spat and to prove his point he delivered yet another kick to the man on the floor.
" I said." Black Thunder began as he drove closer and with a quick move and an even quicker fist knocked two guards to the floor and moved in on the three others. "..you.were.." another guard fell to the floor before he even had a chance to know what was happening. "..to.leave.him.alone," as his sentence ended so did the resistance from the guards as they were now all out cold on the floor. He knew he had to come up with a damn good explanation as to why he had hit the guards so quickly but that had to wait. Even if he had to take punishment for it, it didn't matter. It had been so satisfactory to see their scared eyes before he knocked them down. What a shame that he couldn't kill them but the Captain hadn't ordered a termination on them.yet. He was hopeful as the guards had had more than 24 hours now to try and get information out of the X-men leader and still stood empty handed. He would enjoy killing them. However all thoughts of killing disappeared as he bent towards the man in the corner. With his night vision he could see that the man was naked and bruised all over. He was only half conscious and Black Thunder was sure that the only reason why he hadn't passed out from the pain was because the guards had used a drug to prevent this. As he reached out a hand towards the man he tried to crawl more into the corner, his eyes telling Black Thunder that he wasn't even consciously aware of this action. He drew his hand back and left to find the antidote to the drug given him. He returned soon after and again kneeled beside the man. He reached for him but through bruised and broken lips the man tried to utter a weak "Noo" and draw back. Black Thunder didn't let him; he grabbed his arm in an iron grip and put the needle in his vein. The man fought to stay conscious, probably afraid of what would happen should he fall into unconsciousness but the drugs left him no choice. His eyes closed and his breathing became even.
" Finally, warrior, at least for a time; you feel no pain," Black Thunder whispered as he gently lifted the man up into his arms and carried him out of the room which still held so many dark memories for him and sure as hell did for the man in his arms.


Part 8


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