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Trapped in Darkness 9
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 9:
Cecilia looked at the man in the bed. Black Thunder could be here any
minute now. She had to wake him up. She had let him stay unconscious for
the most part since he had arrived yet she couldn't shield him from the
truth or the pain any longer. Taking a needle she filled it with the
antidote and injected it into a vein on the man's arm.
" Ohhh," the man said as he blinked and tried to sit up.
" Careful. Here, let me help you," Cecilia said as she
arranged the pillows and helped him sit up, careful to not put too much
pressure on his abused back.
" Where..am.I?" the man asked weakly.
" In the hospital wing of the compound, the main building for the
slaves here in the capital city. Here," she held a glass of water
forth for him to drink. He eyed her for a while.
" Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.
" For pity's sake! Look, I'm the woman who saved your ass so now
drink," she held the glass to his lips and this time he drank.
" Feel better?" she asked as she took the glass away. He
couldn't have too much water all at once. The man followed the water
longingly.
" Yes," he answered simply and Cecilia couldn't hold back a
smile. Anyone who had taken a beating like that was never fine. She
suspected him of having some kind of military experience.
" Let me take a look at your eye," Cecilia took off the
bandage she had made around his right eye. It had been a blooded wound
so she had given him a compass. She had also stitched his wound in his
side. " Yes, it looks like it'll heal nicely."
" When..will my eyesight return?" his voice was even but she
heard the fear in it. She drew back a little so he with his left eye
could see her in profile. Telling bad news had always been what she
hated most about this job.
" I'm sorry but I couldn't save your eyesight on your right
eye," she saw his face fall and a tear threatened to roll down his
cheek. " I truly am sorry," Cecilia repeated before turning to
go.
" Wait.I.thank you," the man's voice was low and she knew that
edge in it. That, "I'm losing my dream, I'm breaking down"
that she had heard so many times. But this man was still different. He
was strong. She hoped he'll pull through mentally. It meant a lot in a
place like this.
" You're welcome. By the way; I'm Cecilia Reyes. Everyone calls me
Dr. Cecilia. I take care of the mutants here," she gave him a kind
smile before going towards a new bed and a new patient.
" Dr. Cecilia." she turned to look at him." I'm..Cyclops
and I thank you," she smiled again. Yes, definitely military. He
didn't trust her yet so he had given a codename with which she could
find him if she needed to but only because he thought he might need her
more. An..interesting man.
" Medicine Woman, I'm here to pick up the man I brought in,"
Black Thunder said as he entered the hospital.
" He is here," Cecilia said and guided him towards the man. He
now sat in a chair, dressed in an old t-shirt which had once been white
and a pair of old blue jeans, the blood on them bearing evidence to the
fact that they had been used before.
"Black Thunder, this is Cyclops," Cecilia introduced with a
smile as Cyclops got to his feet, trying to conceal a flicker of pain.
Black Thunder gave her THAT look but Cecilia ignored him. " Now,
play nice, boys. I see I have new customers," with that Cecilia
left the two men to just stare at each other for a while.
" Come with me," Black Thunder said and turned his back at
Cyclops, walking towards the exit. Seeing his chance Cyclops leapt
forward to jump him even though he was still weak, only to have Black
Thunder turn around quicker than the wind and Cyclops collided with his
fist instead and he landed on the floor with a "ohhh".
" Never attack a man from behind. It is unworthy of a true
warrior," Black Thunder said, his voice so damn even and
controlled. The words spoken in that almost whisper voice he had. Smug
bastard, Scott thought darkly. As weak as he still was anyone could
probably have taken him down yet any shoot at freedom was worth a try.
Black Thunder stretched a hand forth to offer Cyclops his help to get up
and with a moment's hesitation, Cyclops accepted his help, letting him
draw him up. They walked out the hospital and down the hallway. Cyclops
looked at the cells and doors.
" Don't. I'll be forced to kill you and I'll rather avoid
that," Black Thunder warned as he saw Cyclops's eyes follow the men
coming and going with a longing look. Cyclops got an angry gleam in his
eyes, more because he had been figured out so easily than anything else.
" You're a mutant..." Cyclops said and nodded to Black
Thunder's collar.." Why do you help them?" his voice held
anger, disbelief and confusion. Black Thunder didn't strike him as an
evil man yet he wasn't exactly working for the side of the angels here.
" I have my reasons," he merely responded but not before
Cyclops saw the flicker of pain in his eyes. He hadn't lead a easy life,
the scars on his body bearing clear evidence to that, yet still it
confused Cyclops a lot that he still worked for them, especially as he
was sure they had been the ones to scar him in more ways than one to
begin with.
" Scott!" Jean cried, tears of happiness running down her
cheeks as she saw her fiancé coming towards her out on the hallway. All
the X-men gathered to greet him as he drew closer.
" Holy shit," Bobby spat as he saw in what condition Scott had
returned. He was covered in bandages and had a big red welt on his face
that could surely leave a scar and his right eye stared unseeing at
them.
" I'll kill you, mother fucker," Logan cried in fury as Black
Thunder and Scott were just outside the force field. Guards passing in
the hallway looked after them, making any attempts for Scott to try at
take the force shield mechanism from Black Thunder impossible. Not to
add that he was still weak and Black Thunder seemed to be in excellent
psychical condition.
" I can give you two hours. No more," Black Thunder warned, as
he got ready to reunite Scott with Jean.
" What happens in two hours?" Xavier asked as the force shield
opened and Scott stood before Jean again, getting lost in her face, her
hair and her beauty.
" Then the captain who was here earlier will return," Black
Thunder said but even that dark prospect for their near future didn't
lessen the X-men's happiness at Scott's return. Black Thunder saw the
man, Cyclops, kiss his woman, take her into his embrace, stroke her hair
and whisper words of love and comfort to her. The scene bought back
memories of Silver Moon and Star Child that he'll hoped he had
forgotten. Love, blood, pain and betrayal all watched into one as his
memories threatened to consume him. Quickly he left the X-men's cell to
escape those memories yet their happy words and laughter filled the
sooner always dark and cold hallway and was on the edge of driving him
mad. Finally he escaped back into the hospital and for a moment in time
he sought comfort in Cecilia's arms. She didn't know why he had
returned. Why he was her arms. What kind of demons he was running from
yet still she stroked his hair as a mother a sick child. She mumbled
words of comfort and compassion, the first he had heard for more than
five years. He didn't cry, not one tear fell from his eyes, yet Cecilia
could feel his pain in all he didn't say. It felt like hours but it had
only been minutes before he let her go from the bear hug grip he had had
her in. He wiped some lose hair behind her ear and whispered;
" Thanks, Medicine Woman but this is one soul even your healing
hands can't cure," he gave her a strange half smile as if he saw
irony in the statement, before he turned around and was gone. Cecilia
looked long after him. Of all her returning patients, he had always
worried her the most even though he never had any permanent damage. Not
even like what they had done to Cyclops with his eye. For normal mutant
slaves " no permanent damage" meant only that they should be
capable of working and that was all. It was possible to work with only
one ear, without a nose or with only one eye. The guards never ceased to
amaze her with their cruel ingenuity. But still..she looked after Black
Thunder as he walked down the hallway, alone. Still, there was something
about him that made her mark him as her most cruel case yet. She didn't
know all his secrets or all his demons but she did know that somewhere
deep inside, there was a man who hurt like no other. Her lips curved in
a bittersweet smile. Considering that Black Thunder gave her many a
patient it was a strange statement, yet still she felt it was true.
TBC
Part 10
(Coming Soon)
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