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Darkness is Light
He smelled them. The familiar scent drew him like a bee to honey;melting away from the Queen while she consulted Marius. He has been a lurking shadow since then, out of sight, biding his time with the self-proclaimed promise of violence. He knew they were far from fond of each other, and now they are in disarray while the blood of Yeshua coats the stone floors in a macabre mosaic of Mystique's making.
Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.
Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.
Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.
Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.
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"Leave Roberto for me."
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His...no.
No. No. No.
That's not her. That's not her blood on the side of her face, not a hole in her skull, not her not her not her.
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An arm lashes out for his wrist, pulling it to her face as she bites deep.
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Mystique screams in impotent rage.
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The idiot Spider left her webbed to the floor. Teeth and claws and - oh, God, the smell. The blood and sweat and hair that she smells on her sheets every morning. All coming at her with that familiar feral gleam in his eyes.
Well, this is one way to get free.
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Swinging from the ceiling comes a foot, angled to drive the runt's head into the ground.
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Catacombs.
She follows the pack leader; yipping in excitement, nipping at his heels as she runs on all fours, lapping up the blood that flows from his ankles.
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Out of the darkness, he launches a fearsome right cross to introduce himself to Rahne.
"Bad doggie."
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"Itsssy bitsssy ssspider." She grins past her fangs. Spicy meat. Yum.
She lunges forward, jaws wide, eager to take a bite right out of the middle. Hard muscle. Soft organs. Tainted blood. Her mouth waters at the thought.
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He leaps for the ceiling, firing a burst of webbing for that open maw - the new, improved webbing laced with garlic essence and holy water.
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"Be quiet," says the curly-haired woman dressed in scarlet. She is carrying two squirming bundles. On her face is a stern maternal frown. "You woke up my children, and it's so hard getting them to settle for a nap."
She shifts her arms, displaying the babies snuggled up against her. The infants bare their gums and hiss at the invaders.
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Then, asking anyone on his team for info.
"Who the shock is this?"
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James. Mortimer. Princess Wanda. This world really is hell. All she needs to make her life complete is for the Lord Magneto to walk in with Anna Marie on one arm.
"She's not a mutant. She's...fuck." She straightens, shifting back into uniform. "My lady, the babies need," to have their little necks snapped, from the looks of them, but hey, this is Princess Wanda, if she has one weakness, it's her children. She holds out her arms. "May I see William?"
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She forces a smile. One that looks a lot like Wanda's.
"When my powers first manifested, you and daddy were so proud..."
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She blinks. "Go to your room."
The shadows melt and spill off the walls, heading towards Nocturne.
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And then ... the flames begin to dwindle.
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"I am never sleeping again..."
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"Father?" she says in a little-girl voice. "Pietro? It--it hurts. Why does it hurt?"
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