Message-ID: <2255eli$9707231059@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: dimitri@ihug.co.nz (Dimitri) Subject: (Repost) X-Men 5/6 (m/f, f/f, oral, anal, fem. mast, orgy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5r4um5$atq$5@newsource.ihug.co.nz> I can guarantee that there'll be a few missed chapters somewhere, so just contact me at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - and I can send you anything you miss, or even look at www.dejanews.com or http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/MacInnes/sheroine.htm (an excellent superheoine site that contains the X-Men story - case is important.) Here's the deal, whatever is the legal age to view pornographic material in your country is how old you have to be to read this story - if you're not that old then you can't read it - by reading this story you are saying you are of a legal age to view this material - if you are not I can not be held responsible. The pain is so great I can almost see it as a physical entity, my body is warping, my belated healing factor striving to heal bones shattered into chips, internal organs ruptured, even at it's former best my healing factor wouldn't have pulled me through this, so why aren't I dead. I manage to make it to my knees, I'm on all fours like an animal now, as heat rushes through my body at almost the same speed as the hunger which follows it. I can see bone's reforming through the skin, but I'm in trouble, I've left a trail of blood behind me, staining the snow pink, and the unnatural coldness is taking its effect, the pain is the only thing keeping me from slipping into the eternal sleep. I hear a voice inside my head, crazily telling me to stand up straight, to face my inner demons and stand up straight. And crazily enough, I begin to do so, bones so recently healed crack again, and I reach out and grab a tree for support, the pain is no longer red hot, but white hot. I realise now with a start that in my crunched up position, my bones were healing crooked, I wouldn't have been able to stand up straight again afterwards. "That's good Logan, but it's only half the battle." The voice seems to come from all around, I struggle to turn, to move around and see, but I can't, and the voice seems so familiar. It's then that I cry out as the pain becomes so unbearable that my mind wants to shut down, and I nearly do, before realising that if I'm not conscious, my body will be at it's own mercy, healing in whatever shape I'm in at the time, and I get the feeling that if I do fall unconscious, then my real mind will never wake up again. I'll become the animal of my nightmares, and that thought gives me the strength to stand up straight and take the pain. The Black Beast laughed in amusement. "Oh dear, oh dear, we never got thoughts like this back at home." Jubilee tried to scowl, but she was too busy blushing furiously as the machine brought her thoughts up on screens all around the room. "These one's are fantasies," he said pointing at a row of monitors. On one Jubilee was disinterestingly watching as Brad Pitt and Antonio Banderas fought over the right to kiss her shoes, in another she was being presented with a gold card with no conceivable limit and the third was the one that had sparked McCoy's interests. In this one she and Storm lay naked together, their legs were spreadeagled revealing Storm's neatly shaven cunt and Jubilee's lightly haired one, they moved together suddenly, scissoring there legs together so that their vagina's rested against each other, then slowly they began moving up and down, Storm moving up while Jubilee moved down and vice versa. "Dueling clits, aye?" said McCoy with a laugh,"How exceptional, on my world everyones fantasies were either getting food or crushing the Eternals that would march up and destory humans and inferior mutants. But these," he said, pointing at another row of monitors,"These are memories." They included Jubilee's first sexual experience, when she and Robin, a superhero from another Universe, had first made love. There was also her recent session with the slumbering Storm, and one of her sitting naked at monitor controls, masturbating herself while she watched Scott and Jean having sex at the floor of their bed. "Oh my bells and whistles," laughed McCoy, wiping a tear from his eye,"I did not think I would enjoy once more being under the lash of Sinister, but this world is quite different to my own, such fun!" Apocalypse stood to his feet and smiled, now was the time. Cable finished loading the PacRat and motioned to the rest of X-Force, now was the time. As I struggled towards the lab, I collapsed to the ground, the battle for my body was over, but now my mind hung on the edge of an abyss, and I could feel the pull of gravity bringing me down. But for the sake of Jean, I had to continue. X-Man stared down at the inert body. "Now?" he asked no one. Not yet, replied a voice in his head, but the time is soon. Sinister placed the two genetic samples into the petri dish and placed them in the plasma bath, he turned and smiled at the unconscious figures on the tables. "Soon," he said,"The ultimate weapon will be mine." "Dat so?" replied a voice, he turned and raised an eyebrow at Gambit. "What is you problem, Marauder?" he asked. "You done dis before Sinister, you gone and created your ultimate weapon, and den 'pocalypse come along and destroy it, like he did wit Cable." "This time is different, I have more now at my disposal then before, begone from my sight Marauder, before I see fit to punish you." Gambit walked over to Pheonix, who was coming around. "You haven't," she said simply,"Gambit what do you think you're doing?" "I gotta survive, chere," he said,"Me an Rogue jus got a new start, Sinister promised to let her and me stay together an be free, say we got no genetic potential to us." "He lies, Gambit!" she cried,"It's all he does." Gambit reached out and stroked her cheek, his hand briefly touching the damping collar around his right hand, then he turned away." "I hope you understand dis, I got no other choice." "I understand Gambit," she said with a smile,"Go to Rogue." The Cajun left the room and Sinister sat at the computer, typing in commands, when he was finished he turned and walked out of the room without so much as a backward glance. Jean smiled and pulled her hand free, Gambit had used his power to fill an object with it's kinetic potential to blow a small hinge on the restraint, resulting in freeing her, hand, she created a small psi-dagger in her fist and punched through the second. Scott was just coming around, she punched in a command and his restraints loosened, the ruby quartz visor fallling from his face. "How?" "Let's go," she said,"We have to free the others." Cable levitated upside down over the floor, Caliban lay underneath him, staring into his open eyes. "How Cable-Nathan do that?" asked the mutant tracker,"Caliban try once and hurt his head." "It explains alot," said Domino and Deadpool at the same time, Domino walked away angrily, Deadpool laughed. The PacRat had just flown back into U.S Airspace, although the only one likely to bring them up would have been S.H.I.E.L.D - who owned the rat before it was 'acquired' by X-Force - but it was now hidden by an advanced cloak. Cable suddenly turned around, got to his feet, walked to the pilot's commands - which were on auto pilot - and typed in several commands. "We're heading to Kansas," he said simply,"That was all I could pick up of Jean, once we get to the general area I could get it to, Caliban will take over." "My, my , my," said McCoy with a laugh,"Sinister was right, you are bisexual!" Storm struggled against her bonds as the twisted version of their own Beast - who was right now probably receiving a toast at the President's Ball - stared at her fantasies and memories. The memories were rather plain, there she was as a thief in Cairo, here she was crushed under rubble, screaming for her parents to help her, here she was meeting Gambit for the first time. But the fantasies, she had long kept her emotions under control, but underneath boiled fantasies straight out of the sick mind of some idiot writing sex stories and posting them on the Internet. One involved her being taken by all the X-Men males, first Scott Summers, then Robert Drake, then Warren Worthington III, even Logan and Henry McCoy got a go. In another, her and Jean Grey kissed passionately and made love by a fire, Storm at one point sitting on Jean's thigh and rubbing up and down until she climaxed, her juices running down the red headed mutants thigh. Here she was getting done by a mysterious blurred figure. "Computer, bring image into focus," the blurred image cleared somewhat, bringing up a dark image of a tall black man, but no facial features were evident. "Who is that?" yelled the Black Beast,"Who?" "I.....don't know," stammered Ororo,"He looks a little familiar.....but....." "Computer, scan face image 1A from my personal memory files," - his mind and memories had been scanned by Sinister when he was first captured,"Place image over 2C of Storm memory file." The computer complied and the image of a bald black man, about forty or so, with a M tattooed over his eye, became apparent. Storm shook her head,"He still looks familiar, but too old, I see.......I see dreadlocks." McCoy typed in the appropriate commands, a face appeared on the screen. "I still don't know...." started Storm, but the Beast supplied the name for her before running out of the room, and still she didn't recognise it. "Bishop." Psylocke dropped into the room, the two tables that had held Jean and Scott were empty, sshe frowned, and walked over to one of the many pieces of equipment, this one was charred and burnt, nothing was left inside. "That's from Scott's optic blast," she said to herself,"Now what do I do?" "I'll tell you what sweetheart," came a low growling voice,"Now I'm gonna fuck you silly!" She whirled and saw Sabretooth standing watch over her, he started forward, walking with the arrogant gait of one who knows he's going to get what he wants. "Ever since I've known you, you've been an arrogant little bitch," he laughed,"Always shaking your hips and pushing your tits out, teasing everyone - well I ain't gonna be teased no more!" he leaped forward, but despite his animal fast reflexes, she moved faster leaping away from him, landing lightly on her feet and turning to face him. "Come along then, dog!" she yelled,"You want me, come and get me!" He moved towards her, and as she leaped away he turned to follow her, she flipped in midair, her feet landing against the wall and pushed her back over his head as he lunged for her, quick as a snake, however, he turned and lashed out with his arm, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back to him. The heel of her foot crashed heavily against the top of his knee and he howled in agony, his grip loosened slightly and she slipped through his hands, he managed to grab her tight blue leather top first, and it ripped away, exposing her large breasts, which were heaving with exertion. "You don't usually get this kind of workout do you?" Sabretooth said with a smile,"Nice titties by the way, I'm gonna enjoy sucking on them!" He moved in mid-sentence, surprsing her, she was pushed to the ground, landing heavily on her chest, the wind knocked out of her, she felt a hand grab what ws left of her uniform around her ass, and then it was pulled away, leaving her asscheeks exposed. He grabbed one cheek in each hand as he sat on her legs, and he pulled them apart, revealing her puckered anus. "You been fucked up the ass before, huh?" he said with a grin,"Maybe I'll do you there first....." Now she surprised him, arching upwards, her knees bending awkwardly under the pressure of Sabretooth's weight, she grabbed his long blond hair and yanked powerfully. He screamed as pain flared through him, he quickly recovered, but now she was out from under him, turning to face him, her naked body glistening with sweat, a psi-knife protuding from her fist. "The glow don't work no more sweetheart," he said with a smile, referring to the loss of homicidal tendencies every time she used the psi-dagger on him,"Ever since that little runt Wolverine popped his claw through my head, nothing been able to stop me." She knew she couldn't fight him forever, his healing factor was strong, he could fight for days, she could not, but she would not give in. Sabretooth whirled his head as sounds of fighting erupted outside the door, as he turned back he caught Psylocke's foot hard in his face, he fell to the floor, even as he did so he reached out and caught her, bringing her down with him. He climbed on top of her, holding her down. "I'm gonna suck on your titties now!" he said, then I'm gonna fuck you!" The door behind them suddenly erupted inwards, Archangel stoodin the doorway, as soon as he saw Sabretooth his metallic wings erupted forth neuro-darts, that penetrated his skin, pushing him back, but Archangel didn't stop there, his wings kept firing, ripping flesh from Sabretooth's body, the mutant screeched in pain, and finally lay still, Archangel stopped. "You didn't kill him?" Psylocke asked? "No, he didn't.......?" "No." He smiled and hugged her, then suddenly screamed as a claw ripped through his wings, as he fell back he saw a bleeding, badly bruised and broken Sabretooth standing over them. "You shoulda finished me pretty boy, I'll........" He was cut off as a large black hand reached out and grabbed him around the throat, he gargled wildly, then cut off abruptly as a loud CRACK resounded through the room, and Apocalypse threw Sabretooth's lifeless corpse to the ground. Sinister stared at the memories of both McCoy and Storm, this was wrong he thought to himself. "McCoy, how is this possible?" "I do not know," came the reply from the agitated mutant,"He was at least forty when he destroyed our universe, and he appears no older than 25 in these memories." "I have never seen him before," Sinister said angrily,"I know every mutant who exists, and I have never seen this.....Bishop." They turned and stared at each other, both thinking the same thoughts,'Could he have come through the M'Kraan crystal from the other Universe along with X-Man, Holocaust, Sugarman and the Black Beast? And why was he de-aged, and why did none of the X-Men know him, and yet know him? An alarm sounded, McCoy flipped a switch and an image of a large flying ship appeared. "That's a S.H.I.E.L.D Pacrat," said Sinister,"Cable and X-Force have one." "X-Force?" "Samuel Guthrie - Cannonball, Roberto DaCosta - Sunspot, Shattarstar, Rictor, Domino, Tabitha Smith - Meltdown, Nathan Summers - Cable." "Samuel Guthrie was a young whelp who worked in a overseer capacity for us," mused McCoy,"Rictor was a tracker, Domino was Apocalypse's personal bounty hunter." Sinister stroked his chin,"This is going to cause problems, prepare Storm and Jubilee, did you manage anyone else?" "No, Storm surprised me too much with her thought's of Bishop." "It'll have to do." As the Pacrat landed, X-Force was already moving, swinging into action and moving down the already blasted corridors, they met no resistance until halfway down, when a plasma burst knocked most of them of their feet. Cannonball's inpenetrable blast field rocketed him through the air, he smashed into Havok, picking the Prelate up and lifting him high into the air, Havok increased the size of his blasts, but could not penetrate the field. Sam let him go suddenly, and before he could react, a black bullet by the name of Sunspot smashed into him, his fist hitting Havok's chin at over a hundred miles an hour, sending the brainwashed mutant flying backwards, he was caught by Siryn and placed gently on the ground knocked right out. Cannonball placed restraints on him, enjoying the irony, not so long ago, when everyone thought Cable had killed Xavier, Havok had put him in restraints. He wouldn't give any trouble anyway, he was unconscious. They continued onwards, meeting no resistance, Cable grew uneasy, suddenly a blast of light blinded them, as they groped to see, a wind seemed to push them back. As Cable's eyes began to clear, he saw Storm standing in front of them, pushing them backwards with her wind powers. "Domino," he screamed into the gale,"Shoot Storm, stun!" he hoped Domino would be able to do it, her mutant power mysteriously enabled things to go her way, and he cared deeply for Storm. Domino fired the blast, the stun needle luckily seemed to find a point without wind, it struck Storm, knocking her to the ground, she could not move. Jubilee tried to blast them again, but a flash of light behind her distracted her, she turned in time to see the hilt of Deadpool's sword as it banged her skull. "Damn it Deadpool!" Cable yelled,"If you've hurt her......" "Relax, have I ever hurt anyone in my life?" Cable ignored the question as he bent and placed a hand to Storm's brow, he concentrated and then smiled,"She was under a form of mind control, I've removed it," he moved to Jubilee and repeated the gesture, then stood up,"Okay people, let's go get Sinister!" Sinister was as close to feeling real emotion as he ever got, he was somewhat annoyed. He had placed the brainwashed Havok into X-Factor and had instructed Sabretooth - who was only too happy to comply - to suddenly remember where one of his labs was located, and he had hired Deadpool to kill Domino, but Cable shouldn't have been able to locate him here. He had immediately sent out Havok, Storm and Jubilee to finish them, but he had underestimated Cable's 'children' once more, now they were nearly at the door. "McCoy, do we have any other defenses?" "None," replied the Beast with a shake of his head,"It's down to you and me now." The door blew in suddenly and Cannonball rocketed into the room, he drew up with a start as he found himself facing McCoy. "Beast? Sir?" he started, dropping his forcefield, and the Beast lashed out, a thickly muscled arm slamming hard into the young mutant's face and dropping him to the ground. "Sam!" screamed a voice and a small explosion erupted in front of the Beast, setting his fur on fire, he dropped to roll and a tall, well muscled figure sped into the room, knocking into him and smashing him against a wall. "Well done Warpath," said Sinister with a smile,"You have impressed me." The large native American whirled to face Sinister, then sped forward, moving faster than any wild animal, but Sinister was faster, reaching out with one gloved hand and grabbing his forearm, twisting him around and throwing him into a wall lined with computers. Bombs exploded all around Sinister, but his grey flesh did not bleed, it simply resealed over any injuries, he reached out and grabbed Meltdown and felt a sword slide into his belly, Shattarstar, the genetically engineered fighter from another Universe, twisted the sword and pulled it free, expecting to disembowell Sinister and kill him, the skin merely melded together behind the sword, and Sinister's free arm smashed an elbow heavily into the young fighters nose, knocking him to the ground. As he pulled Meltdown closer to him, the ground beneath him lurched and he stumbled, freeing Meltdown, who raced towards the restraining tables where the X-Men and X-Factor were being held. Sinister turned and faced Rictor, the young mutant who could create seismic disturbances, Sinister held one hand up, palm thrust forward, and pale yellow energy flew from it, smashing into him and knocking him away. Black fire was suddenly all around him as Sunspot flew into the room, firing shots wildly at the mutant geneticist, Sinister unhurriedly walked through the flames, reached up and grabbed the young mutant by the ankle, his hand was amzingly unharmed by the deep heat radiating from the mutant, he pulled him down roughly and smashed a fist into his face, a blast of laser fire burst through his shoulder, he ignored it as he beat Sunspot into unconsciousness. Meltdown reached the X-Men, her bombs flew from her wrist launchers, smashing the restraints and freeing the X-Men. Archangel headed straight for a side door, yelling that Scott and Jean were still being held prisoner, the rest of the X-Men turned to face Sinister, and were shocked to see the mad scientist held to the floor by the pink and purple form of Caliban, the gentle mutant tracker, who was screaming in savage rage. "It is my will that you have all been brought together like this," said Apocalypse in his deep, thundering voice,"Sinister seeks to bring about my ruin, but he shall fall this day, and then he will realise that only the strong survive, and I am that which will survive." "You're mad," screamed Archangel, his face contorted with rage. In his youth, he had been Warren Worthington the Third, and he had managed quite nicely to deal with the feathered wings that nature ha chosen to give him, then Apocalypse had kidnapped him, cut away his wings and replaced them with techno organic ones, changing his white skin to a pale shade of blue. He had made him the Fourth Horseman of Apocalypse - Death - and sought to destroy the X-Men, but Archangel had thrown of his mind control,"I should have destroyed you on the moon when I had the chance!" Apocalypse smiled at him,"You thought you had the victory there my son, by making me die of pain and weakness, but I will always return, I am that which will survive," he clicked his large fingers together and Warren screamed in agony, doubling over in pain. "What have you done!" screamed Psylocke, her naked body hunching over Warren's pain stricken one. "I am helping him," replied Apocalypse,"Watch and learn child." Psylocke watched in shock as the small metal pieces on Archangel's wings fell away, breaking off bit by bit to reveal white feathers. Finally it was over, and Archangel had become Angel once more. "I sense Apocalypse's hand in this," cried Sinister as he struggled to hold back Caliban, who had once been Apocalypse's second angel of death,"I will not be undone by some brainless monstrosity!" Caliban's hands sunk into Sinister's flesh, actually causing real pain, then Caliban's head snapped back and he howled in pain, Sinister throwing him off and shakily getting to his feet, he found himself facing the X-Men, X-Factor and X-Force. "So, it has come to this?" he mused,"You think you can beat me so simply?" he looked at each one of them in turn, finally coming to rest of Cable, Domino and Deadpool. "Wade Wilson," he said,"You have not fulfilled your contractual obligations, I could have you sued for that." Deadpool stood up straight, and from seemingly nowhere held up a small pair of glasses, he put them on over his costumed face and said in a nasal voice,"Actually, the first part - heretofore referred to as the Mr Sinister - did not give the second party - the dashing Wade Wilson - correct information, he stated that the second party would recieve several million dollars for the death of one mutant female, Domino, whereas the dashing Mr. Wilson discovered that he was being forced into a two for one special, killing Domino would result in the death of a second party, for which Mr. Wilson has recieved no payment." "What the hell are you talking about Wilson?" said Cable. "Didn't you know?" said Deadpool, sounding genuinely perplexed,"Domino is preggers, knocked up, has hired a stork, got a bun in the oven, eating for two, gonna get kinda fat and get sick alot!" Sinister felt the dull annoyance once more, he had been hoping to avoid anyone finding out. Cable stared at Domino for a second in shock, then turned back and looked at Sinister, rage contorting his face,"How long are you going to fuck with my family Sinister!" he screamed,"It's beacuse of you I have this!" he lifted up his metallic arm,"It's because of you my parent's live in fear of having another child! No More!" telekinetic lightning lashed out, smashing Sinister full on in the chest, knocking him back to the ground, before he could stand, a red burst of light smashed from the roof into him, and Scott and Jean smashed through from the ventilation shaft. "Cable's right," yelled Cyclops,"This ends today." "I agree," came another voice, a thundering voice that shut them all up, as they turned to face Apocalypse. One day earlier. Henry McCoy, aka the Beast, was looking over his notes, they were right, he found it impossible to believe, but the chemical makeup that resulted from the combination of Cable's blood and the techno organic virus acted as an antibody, destroying any disease or virus. He had known for sure that it would cure the Legacy Virus, had been aware that it might have some effect on Aids, but he was still shell shocked from the thought that it acted against cancerous tumours. "If only we had had it when Captain Marvel was alive," he said to himself,"If only." "Yeah bub, well right now I need it for another reason." Beast whirled around and stared in shock at the figure before him. Present time. Gambit stood outside the blasted entrance waiting, inside his mind he struggled to overcome the powerful mind control instilled by the Beast and Sinister, but he was failing, he needed something to jolt him out of it, so that he could help the other X-Men. Snikt, snikt. 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