Victor Creed X-men Origins Wolverine 소설 & 이야기

He almost forgot Victor had the same fate as him. Victor had a werewolf mate before but his mate died just when he found him. Victor was born gay. He was always attracted to boys and with time he understood that he will mate to a man as well. It wasn't much of a surprise after all werewolf races are similar to humans. He was on the ninth cloud when he found his mate but the same day they were attacked and as his mate was an omega he couldn't fight off the alpha that attacked him. Victor had alpha blood in him but even he can never match the strength and power Gabriel holds.

At the alpha's office in the police station, Wendy explained how Xavier tricked her into coming with him and her time with the doctor. He would make her listen to hours-long speeches about the new world order he intended to create and make her a part of, watch as he experimented on rogue wolves and vampires, threatening to let them rip her apart if she ever left her room. “Then today he came and got me out of my room looking panicked,” she explained, getting to the part James wanted to hear most.

“There is an added entry here, where the ink looks newer than the rest of the book.” After years of using this method to infiltrate and attack, we must disband our use of it. It seems that living as a wolf has a devastating mystical effect on the human body, causing one to become violent and believing one is in fact a wolf himself. We have lost many of our own men from attacks by these werewolves. At this time, we have chosen to eliminate the packs we have taken ownership of and the leaders we have designated. They are cursed and must be destroyed. Morgan grunted in his throat. “I wonder why I never learned about this.”

A fresh wound split across his left arm, deep enough to expose bone. Yet, in his arms, he held someone securely. It was Winnie. Her face was pale as she leaned weakly against his chest, clutching tightly at his clothes, as if she had just survived a nightmare. Gasps spread through the crowd. “Rogue wolves?” “If the Alpha heir hadn’t arrived in time, Miss Winnie probably wouldn’t have survived…” “Xavier actually tore apart the Alpha of the rogue pack to save her!” Voices of admiration rose one after another.

“Victor… who did you get Wolverine from?” “Err…” Chris rolled his eyes. “You know you can borrow my films, just put them back. How about Logan… although… oh I don’t know, you’re too young.” “We’re not, we’re not!” The pair jumped up and down. “You’re not to copy the fighting, or the swearing,” he warned. “Promise!” “Your dads will kill me if they find out.” “Cross our tails and hope to die!” Hunter started. “Stick a claw in my eye!” Victor continued.

While Xander is only staring at me and smiling, Creed is inspecting every inch of my body. “He is a psychotic dog who has slaughtered tens of thousands of soldiers.” “But wait, doesn't that remind you of Zeiron?” “Zeiron is a vampire, whereas he is a werewolf, thus that is why he is different.” “A werewolf?” I hear Creed sneering in the background, "I guess you're just shocked that you haven't even predicted it to be," and when I turn to look at him, he only shrugs his shoulders. If Xander hadn't said those words, I would have assumed that Creed wasn't even going to attempt to introduce himself to me.

Something about the anger in his scent has me worried and I follow him, but someone pulls me back by my arm. It’s Viktor. “Leave him be. Marle, your mother, has caused this pack tremendous pain. Knowing that he’s mated to the daughter of his enemy will take a while for him to get used to,” he says, smiling apologetically. A heaviness settles in my heart, and I sink back into the sofa. Does this mean Creed will reject me now? He’s mated to the enemy, the one thing that nearly destroyed his pack… Will he still love me even though I didn’t know a thing?

"At least I died fighting!" Braved up, he got away from the pillar, but what amassed behind him surprised him. A bunch of soldiers were just attacked by super fast wolves, and they directed their firepower at them. Logan looked behind him and saw a man, as tall and huge as him with a clawed-inflicted mark that ran across his eyes. His eyes gleamed silver red from the dark as he approached Logan. Logan transformed into a human. "We meet again, Logan Creed" "You? You're the—"

"Victor! Move! Get the fuck up!" Elodie’s scream tore through the sterile hum of the Under-City, but it didn't reach him. Not really. Victor lay crumpled against the base of a shattered cryo-pod, his chest a caved-in mess of jagged bone and shredded muscle. The First Wolf’s kick had done more than just snap ribs. It had silenced the roar in his blood. Deep in the dark corners of his skull, the black wolf he had carried since his first shift was whimpering. It was retreating, burying itself under layers of terror, refusing to answer the call of the Alpha.