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X-men fic: In the Beginning (AU): Chapter 6

Previous chapters: One | Two | Three | Four | Five
 
A/N: Right so, obviously I don't know the first thing about betting or cage fights or betting on cage fights. And I definitely do not know anything about fighting either, my personal repertoire is strictly restricted to biting and hair pulling. But please just pretend its all believable okay? Please? Gracias :)

***Scott***
Dryden, Northern Alberta



Asshole. Bastard. Fucking sonofabitch!

I kicked at every last garbage can I could find in the alley behind that stupid club. Almost slipped in the stupid snow and frankly I deserved the pain right about now. I messed up again. Can you believe that jerk? – He’s so damn arrogant and stubborn and… I kicked the lamppost for want for nothing else left to kick.

“Oww!”

Would have described this as the most humiliating experience of my life, except I’ve had many more and much worse. Hello… ex-whore remember? Like I could fucking forget. Couldn’t decide what I found more revolting – his rejecting me, or his coming on to me.

What, you didn’t think I’d notice?

The way he kept staring, getting as close as possible under the guise of *intimidation tactics* or whatever the hell he thought he was doing back there. And I heard his breath hitch all right. Fucking johns. No I could not kick the lamppost again or they’d have to amputate my big toe.

I plonked myself on the snow-covered sidewalk, wet as it may be. All his “little boy” taunts I couldn’t care less about. I was twenty-three and he looked about thirty, and given his healing factor probably much, much older. What I couldn’t stand was the fact that he didn’t believe I was a mutant at all. But could I blame him?

Do *I* believe myself to be a mutant anymore?

I rubbed my eyes and got up, the sidewalk was really wet. Maybe if he’d given me a chance to explain everything, the struggles in New York, reasons why we were asking him to join the X-Men so desperately…

See that’s just it. I couldn’t forget that Logan was desperately needed. Sure we could go scouting for others but who knew how long that would take and, well… I had a strong feeling about this guy. It was important to him to believe that I was one of the good guys… and I saw him exercising great restraint yesterday in Loughlin City. For a guy so lethal he sure barked more often than he bit. Maybe he believed more in our cause than he was aware himself. Something told me for all his asshole-ness, he could truly be the best thing that happened to me… us. I meant *us*, as in the team. Charles told me years ago I had good instincts, and that I should trust them.

I had to try again.

Inside, it was a fucking free for all. A Hulk Hogan look-alike was being carried out of the cage as… surprise surprise, Wolverine – in his ragged, once-white wifebeater and faded jeans – strolled back to his corner to wait for the next guy. Second fight of the night was about to commence, Wolverine had just challenged and won over the now unconscious, former champion and people were still stunned. I smirked as his midget pimp shrieked the odds out for everyone to hear.

Wolverine wasn’t as massive as the other fighters, I mean sure he’s tall and freakishly broad and muscular but not overly so. Kinda lean and toned and well-proportioned and… what the fuck am I saying? Bottom line – he was huge but not WWF huge period. And then there was the fact that the other men were relatively well known in these parts; they were supposed to be professionals, unlike Logan. So obviously most people did not bet on him. Not everyone recognizes talent by technique and skill. Most people just go with the bigger guy in the cage. The more they lost, the more that midget and Logan kept winning.

Interesting.

Fights in bars like these are vicious – no rules no mercy and no conscience. You fight until one guy passes out or dies, whichever came first, and has to be lugged out the cage. The winner continues either until he decides to quit or a challenger knocks him out then the challenger becomes the defender. And oh yeah, you can place or change bets when they ring the bell every four minutes into the fight… if it ever lasts that long, usually everything’s over in two.

I wasn’t about to kid myself. I hadn’t had anything except a greasy omelet this morning that I promptly threw up ten minutes later. I could barely keep a little OJ down with the drugs that had a way of dulling my reflexes and damn it *he* had a healing factor. Technically he could just keep going forever. I bit my lip. The new guy was holding on, but not for long. I took a deep breath.

Then went for the other bookie.

After some convincing that involved several hundred dollars, I heard him and the announcer snigger on the microphone.

“Alright we’ve had a couple of surprises tonight already. Let’s see if there’s another in the making. Come on up kid, show your face!”

Shit.

I adjusted my visor in the back pocket, then decided to move them to the jacket as I walked up to the dais. Couldn’t risk it getting trashed just in case. People stared, not sure what to make of me. Then some started laughing and yet others booing. No points for guessing who’d win this one – but that meant there were hardly any odds. Not too much money to be made here for anyone… but a significant drain of winnings for my man Wolverine and his pal here.

What can I say? Payback’s a bitch.

“Ladies and gentlemen, our new challenger to the big bad Wolverine… Cyclops!”

On the side he muttered, “Whatever that means.”

Logan turned not so curiously towards us, fully intending to go back to smoking his cigar… only he didn’t. He frowned, and he got his jocks in a bunch. I smirked.

“You fight with your coat on?”

I turned to the bookie. His name was Kyle or Kite or something. I took off my jacket and pullover and there were more boos all around. Alright, so I hadn’t seen the inside of a gym in a month. But it was the big bad Wolverine and his reaction that interested me more. He slowly dragged at his cigar, threw it away and came off his corner towards me. He could have been strolling in a goddamn park. Kite handed me the two long strips of stonewashed denim I’d asked for which I wrapped around my knuckles. Just as he made off with my gear the announcer screamed.

“FIGHT!”

“Shit.” I muttered.

Logan stood a couple of feet away, the crowd cheered on, for once rooting for him to beat the little punk up who was nothing but wasting everybody’s time.

“You have a death wish? *Cyclops*?”

The codename was uttered with obvious disdain. I held my fists up in a defensive stance, moving in the same circle that my opponent was intent on marking on the cage floor.

“I *am* the good guy.”

He sniffed at me. Weird I know.

“And I *am* a mutant. I just can’t show you my mutation right now.”

He snorted. “You got an ace up your sleeve bub? Now’s the time to pull it out or else I’m gonna have to kill ya.”

“Why do you hide behind this facade Logan? I know you’re not a mindless killer.”

“Thanks for your vote of confidence but I gotta work here. You planning to fight or did you just come in to chat?”

The crowd was getting impatient. I took a moment to look around me, spotted the midget and chuckled.

“Your little pimp’s pullin’ his hair out.”

In that split-second when Logan turned to glance at his friend, I swung at him. He obviously wasn’t expecting me to be sneaky.

The punch caught him on his jaw and he spun back more from shock than actual force. Crowd let loose a collective howl of disbelief outside the cage, everyone closing in on the cage. Like I said, most people don’t know jack about technique or skill when it comes to fighting.

Logan swung a huge one back at me, but I stepped back out of his reach. I could see he was taking me seriously now. None of the others had managed to touch his face that night. He lunged again and I ducked just in time. If I were running on full cylinders I *could* potentially tire his fucking healing factor out eventually, if only for a few minutes. To me the thought in itself was motivating enough. He softly laughed.

“You know I could have you flat on your back right now if I wanted to.”

“Enough with the sexual innuendos, *old* boy. Show me what you got.”

He smirked and suddenly twisted around. I saw his leg not in time as it crashed into my ribs and I doubled over. Fuck - was he made of metal throughout? Before he could follow it up with an uppercut I blocked his fist with my left hand and with the right grabbed his hair and pulled him closer. He wasn’t expecting that.

“Ughhh!”

A knee to the groin can’t possibly fade away easily, even for him. I knew I had this tiny window of opportunity while he was down which I just had to take. With all the strength I could muster I bolo-ed him surprising him all the more, then pummeled my right elbow into his chin from below. Wolverine jumped a feet in the air and was thrown back against the cage. People went crazy as the bell rang, changing bets and placing new ones. I bet there were odds *now*.

The temporary reprieve brought to my attention the growing strain on my broken ribs and my wheezing breaths but I ignored them. Logan was getting himself off the floor, licked the blood off his lower lip and glared. He twisted his neck to one side then the next and I could clearly hear bones clicking back into place over the chaos outside. Okay not good.

“You got guts, kid. I’ll give you that.”

As he approached me, I suppressed the urge to step back. And he was smirking again.

“Your Professor taught you well.”

Guess going with street fighting instead of judo was the right choice after all. “I taught myself. Been on my own long enough. I know what you think but I ain’t no preppy rich boy Logan. Nor are the kids at my school.”

He rolled his eyes. “So we’re talkin’ again?”

I shrugged. “You’ll win, I’ll run myself down eventually. But I just upped the stakes enough so you and your pal can make a damn good profit off me. Winning isn’t the point anyway.”

And the people got restless again. “What’s with the conference going on in there?? Wolverine, kill him already!!”

And my man muttered. “Oh I plan to.”

That’s when I realized he was more than seriously pissed off.

// Whatever you do, don’t hit him in the balls. //

Shit.

He and I were circling each other again. I figured he wasn’t going to take the offensive. So I did. But this time he was ready.

He blocked my jab and twisted me around with an arm wound around my neck, choking me. Before I could think of something, he drove his free fist into my side.

“Ahh!”

Fuck that hurt. And he did it again. A bout of pain-induced vertigo threatened but I couldn’t let it – not so soon. I bent a leg by the knee and connected with his shin with all my soul. His hold loosened and I twisted out of his reach. I pushed all of me into his chest and rammed him into the cage wall again. He lunged back, spinning us around so I was on the wall and punched me in the gut. I guess from the way I’d screamed earlier, he knew that was my weak spot. What followed was an endless series of kicks and punches; who got who I’m not quite sure. But in the end it was me on my hands and knees coughing up blood in one corner of the cage while he paced in another angrily.

A loud crash came from his end of the cage and I looked up to see him ramming against the iron bars with an insurmountable wrath, then pacing again like the captive wild beast that he was. Huh. Better the bars than me. Shit it hurt. And then he was coming towards me again. Couldn’t stop myself before I slightly slunk against the wall.

He grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me up, holding me as close to his face as he’d done before. There was madness in his eyes.

“What’s the point now, *Cyclops*?”

I said the only thing I could think of, or manage through the painful wheezing. “Come to New York with me.”

In response he let go and I almost fell.

“Finish him!!”

“Yeah!!”

The cries for blood got louder. He’d better end this before the next bell rang, or people would change their bets again. I guess Logan knew that, his midget was among the ones shrieking his head off about the time anyway. He came towards me again, this time looking to knock me down and hoping I’d stay down. I could see it in his eyes. I asked him again.

“Will you?”

He didn’t hesitate. “No.”

His fist came crashing in and I ducked just in time then badgered into his ribs with both my hands joined like a baseball bat. Don’t ask me where that strength came from. But it could only last so long. The moment I slipped up, he punched me in the jaw… so hard it spun me around. The last thing I felt was a solid blow to the base of my skull. My world imploded on itself with indescribable pain and for a second, everything went red… then faded to black.

I vaguely remember thinking that move should not be allowed before I lost consciousness.

Huh. At least the pain stopped.

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Oh, oh, I...I...oh...he beat up on Scott! While he's sick! I like Logan but right I want Cyke to get better and kick his behind! Fighting scene was great. Totally realistic...as far as I can tell with fighting. Lol, I'm not very good with fight scenes myself. As my father used to say I'm a firm believer in that if someone hits you, find a stick or something and knock them the heck out! lol. Can't wait for more. Logan better take care of my boy!

Breathe hon :D Its not like Logan had a choice. Scott knows he's sick and still got into the cage to fight didn't he? :) Glad the fight sequence came out believable. LOL you and I may be in trouble if we ever did get into a fight sweetie ;-P
Thanks for reading and reviewing, some h/c should come soon! :)

Okay, I'm breathing. Lol, I know Scott got in there and Logan had no choice but I still wanted to pummel him about the head for beating up on my boy. But as long as he kisses it and makes it better, it's all good. : D

Yeah, I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I'm a lover not a fighter. : D

It's always a pleasure to read your work. Patiently waiting for more.

Ha! Trust Scott to hit Logan in the balls! LOL!. I liked that Scott got into the cage with Logan - it's enough to grab Logan's interest long enough to listen. And it's a very Scott thing to do. By the end - did Logan just reactivate (for want of a better word) Scott's power?

:D Thank you for reading and reviewing sweetie :) You're absolutely right.. Scott had to get his attention and the cage was the only way to do it, or so he thinks ;)

By the end - did Logan just reactivate (for want of a better word) Scott's power?
Umm no :P But that's a very good interpretation. I never thought it'd be seen that way. There is a significance to it though *hint hint* ;)

*spasms and frets* Damnit! Wovie, I love you to death, but do NOT mkae me lay the smack down on your ass! *snuffles and cuddles Scotty close* Normally I've very partial to my favorite character and will defend their actions to the death but in this case? Logan, my darling, you've GONE TO FAR! *pout* Mean ol' puddy tat.

*squee* Okay, no worries about the cage fight because really, I'd have thought you were writing them all your life. :D *snort* I love how Scott calls the guy Logan's 'pimp'. See you next time dearie! *snugs* Make our baby better 'kay?

Come on you guys.. It's not Wolvie's fault that our boy is such a stubborn little brat! Scott got into the cage on his own, knowing he was too sick to fight :P AND he kicked Logan in the balls :D *shakes head* Unforgivable ;P

Thanks for reading and reviewing so passionately sweetheart :) I am so happy that you're enjoying this. Scott's going to be better at the end of it all, I promise :P

I totally didn't expect this turn of events which made it perfect. I like how even though they were seriously fighting (good job on that, btw) the sexual undercurrent still existed.

You must update. Now.

I'm glad to know you're enjoying this hon :) And its Scott and Logan.. of course there will always be sexual tension even when they're killing each other haha ;P Thanks for reading and reviewing hon.

Oooo I thought the fight was VERY well written hun, I could definitely see it all. I love the pauses of conversation, the fact that in a different time and place, without his limitations at the moment Scott would be a worthy opponent of Logan. They seriously went at each other, almost...almost being the key word ruthlessly at each other, because Logan did hold back. I'm loving this fic!

Thank you for liking the chapter sweetie! I wasn't sure about the fighting sequence at all.. and I'm sure there is a reader out there snorting at how terrible I am at this ;) I plead creative license haha :D
And you're right.. Logan DID hold back. Imagine the damage he would have done otherwise. He also knocked Scott out just so he'd have to leave the cage. Thank you so much for reading hon :) *hugs*

Wow. Scott's a real masochist! just kept asking for more ala Fight Club. I;ve been checking scott/logan livejournal everyday for an update and was duly rewarded. post again soon please!

Haha! I guess all superheroes are, at some level :P 'cause they've learnt to embrace the pain I guess. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing sweetie :) More coming soon.

He beat up our Scott! That's unacceptable! I hate Logan right now, hope his face falls on a hedgehog!!!
Scott would have kicked his ass across the continent had he not already been sick and had no food in his stomach, and that bastard still said NO!
Ugh, now please tell me you have plans to make Logan pay for this, like have a dozen wooers who will treat Scott nice and right waiting outside the door, Daredevil, Superman, Batman, Captain America, Gambit or whoever else that knows to appreciate Scott while Logan can only step aside and watch.

:D I'm surprised and in a way flattered to see all you people getting so worked up over this haha. But hon, in defense of my second hero.. Scott did get into the cage on his own. Logan had no choice and he even held back as long as he could! :) Then Scott just pissed him off haha :P And sweetie lets not get into crossovers shall we? :D I'll just make Logan see the error of his ways and go back grovelling to Scott how's that? :D
Thank you so much for reading and reviewing!

I really liked Scott's temper tantrum in the beginning, very cute and believable. The fight was excellent, "whatever you do, don't hit him in the balls" indeed! I was sucking air through my teeth the entire fight scene, very well done, I love that sort of agressive sexual tention. I really hope the next part has Wolverine pulling some sort of over-the-shoulder cave man routine, might make up for him beating poor Scott to a bloody pulp. Of course him getting blasted by Scott's eyebeams when Scott wakes up could be pretty funny to! If that blow to the head re-activated his powers. More soon please!

Hi, thanks so much for reading and reviewing hon. I'm relieved to hear the fight worked! :D Haha yeah Wolverine and cave-man routines go really well together don't they? Well.. he ought to make up to Scott that's for sure. But you'll have to keep reading to find out ;)

Of course him getting blasted by Scott's eyebeams when Scott wakes up could be pretty funny to!
LMAO! I like that idea so much! Think I should write it in somewhere ;) Thanks again hon.

O_O ....WOLVERINE! oh man! he better take care of Scott now that he's beaten the guy half to death! that was a sweet action sequence by the way, good good. Poor Scott. :(

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing sweetie :) Oh yeah, he'd better make it up to Scott. I'm waiting to read that myself hehe :P cheers hon.

Fighting scene was great. But Logan,you are such a bad boy. You can NOT lay a finger on Scott in a bad way ,you hear me. *pout*

*pouts with you* I agree! Logan will have to make up, big time! ;) Thanks for reading and reviewing sweetie.

Great chapter. I can't wait to read more.

Thanks so much for reading Tori. Posting more soon :)

I *knew* you were going to do that. Well, it's going to make their next meeting...interesting.


Pesti

Thanks for reading hon. Hopefully this should continue to be interesting ;)

That's NOT the kind of "good, hard ass-pounding" I was hoping for, cyn! *laughs*



Pesti

LOL! Patience darling.. it will happen. Eventually. Oh yes it will ;-P

our poor scotty...

ี้้้้ี้้้uhhh...I wish that Logan will bring Scott to his hotel room(or his car whatever...) and make up for our scotty LOL!!!

The last thing I felt was a solid blow to the base of my skull. My world imploded on itself with indescribable pain and for a second, everything went red… then faded to black.

this make me afraid that Scott will get his power back soon...I prefer Scott with blue eyes hehehe sexy as hell :))

I am new here and add you as a friend:)

sorry for my poor english

Re: our poor scotty...

:D He will make it up to him don't worry! Kinda ;P
Scott will get his powers back eventually but not so soon hon.. and I like his baby blues too! :) *fans self* And thanks for adding me hon, I've friended you back! cheers :)

Dude!!! That was just, dude!!! Way good and the fight scene was definitely believable (you do not wanna know how many god-awful fight scenes I've readin this fandom and others *praises you more*). I can't wait for the next chapter (and was the line "everything went red" possibly and indicator of Scott getting his powers back perhaps?? A foreshadowing of what's to come??

*waits with barely-restrained eagerness*

charlies_dragon

:D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! And I'm relieved to hear the fight scene worked because really such scenes are not my thing. I'd much rather write boyfucking lol ;)

and was the line "everything went red" possibly and indicator of Scott getting his powers back perhaps?? A foreshadowing of what's to come??
Yeah.. you pretty much guessed it :) Scott's powers will come back eventually of course.

cheers again! Will update soon :)

I'd much rather write boyfucking lol ;)
- And despite them both being a bit sweaty, grunty and pounding each other breathless in the last part, I think I'd rather be reading this as well ;D

Yay! *is happy to guess things ahead of time*

I'll be waiting for the next chapter :)

charlies_dragon

poor scott

ya must update

Soon hon. Thanks for reading!

Scott got busted up pretty badly, but I have to hand it to you - you've turned him into one tough cookie. Half the time he gets the shaft because he's smaller than Wolverine and doesn't have the healing factor, but he's no slouch and he is the leader of the X-Men for good reason. Excellent fight, too.

Thank you! I tried to show his fighting spirit and his guts because yeah, so what if he's broken in body, he is still the leader of the XMen. Glad you agree with this vision of Scott. I know however vulnerable I might like to see him, what I like most is that his inner strength is always visible in his thoughts and actions. cheers for reading hon :)

OMG. I *never* held my breath like that while reading a fic. Every blow scott took made me gasp. You're such a brilliant writer! And *squee* for future h/c!! I'm loving this fic beyond words!!!

Friended your blog btw. I hope that's okay?

*blushes* I try. Thank you so much for reading and commenting sweetheart :) I'm glad you liked it.

Friended your blog btw. I hope that's okay?

Okay? Hon I'm happy to have you there! :) Altho I have to admit.. all I do is whine and bitch over at my personal blog haha. You may grow sick and tired of me pretty soon!

Tsk, that Logan is a total bastard, hurting Scott in that way. But I am happy that Scott got his licks in. *grin* I so look forward to reading more of this. I really hope that Scott gets his powers back so he can show Logan what an alpha he truly is. *evil grin*

Thanks hon. And c'mon Scott literally forced Logan's hand! He got into the cage on his own didn't he? ;) Can't believe I've had to defend Logan so much today LOL! :D I never pick him over Scott ever! :D
Oh and Scott being an alpha over Logan? *grins sheepishly* That might.. uhh.. in my stories never happen. *winces* You've been forewarned sweetie :D:D Thank you so much for reading and reviewing!

*grin* that's okay...I make him alpha in my stories...which I really need to start working on again. My Muse has been away for far too long.

I am very proud of Scott for forcing Logan's hand....I'm sure that he won a bit of respect.

Got caught up on these and went to read the next chappie but you haven't written it yet. Argh!! Patience not my strong point. You wrote the fight scene very well - I wouldn't have known where to start. I wanna cuddle poor Scott and give mean ol' Wolvie a good kick in the bum, not my normal reaction to reading a fic (the kicking bit, that is). Enjoying this very muchly :)

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing sweetie! :) I did get the next chapter written up yesterday at work haha :D But this weekend has been kinda crazy so far. I will surely try to post it tonight :) cheers hon.

I loved that Scott got in the ring with Logan!! It was awsome! Especially since he at least got some good jabs in before Logan knocked him out. And it was very nice that he kept asking and hoping that Logan would come with him once it was over. He'll wear Logan down yet! Loved this chapter. :)

Glad the fight worked for you!! It sounded kinda fake when I was writing it.
And Logan had to knock Scott out just to make him stop from coming back again and again, only hurting himself in the process. But yeah, Scott did make his point.

Man, you managed to write a perfect fight scene! LOL I didn't think you could get Scott to last as long as he did. :) Bravo! I loved seeing Scott show a little of his worth. Logan is as good as caught. Hee!

Heh.. you predicted right hon.. Scott does get into the cage and makes his point :) I'm so relieved you found the fight believable! I wasn't too sure of the physicality of it.

Scott's decision to get in the cage is a great show of leadership and conviction, even if it does get his ass kicked.

"Couldn’t decide what I found more revolting – his rejecting me, or his coming on to me."

Again, I feel this would work better for their developing relationship, if it was something like "Couldn’t decide what I found more revolting – his rejecting me, or me considering taking him up on his other other for my own means."

"Fucking johns." Associating Logan with a john seems very detrimental to building a relationship of mutual interest between them as well as a loss of analytical control and leadership on Scott's part. While it's good that Scott can recognize when someone is putting moves on him, I don't see his immediate reaction as being disgust at said person. Rather, it's his own response of considering selling himself to someone coming onto him for his own advantage that would disgust him, even though he may continue to encourage Logan while being fully aware of the reaction to his encouragement, further building a cycle of disgust.

That would also mesh better with the moments when Scott flirts back, showing he's not scared of Logan flirting with him or of Logan sexually.

It may be better to leave the "fucking johns" unsaid, as Logan can use his own skills of observation to discern part of the truth, as well as puzzle together what is alluded to later by the Professor.

I enjoyed this fight scene and Logan beating the shit out of Scott. Scott sure put up a good fight but Logan went easy on him. Scott sure had it coming, I mean, Logan isn't exactly the patient type, and Scott is being extremely naggy AND kicked him in the balls!

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