Of Monsters and Men

Chapter 7


((sorry this took so long, but like the profile says, life stays in my way alot))


Summary: The cliffhanger continues as Wolverine plays his part. All old warnings apply and be aware there is rape in this chapter.


Part 2


It was all such a blur, the guns pointed at us from all directions. Wolverine standing beside me, his claws popping out with
that shink sound. The first round of fire hit my side and I knew the phone was destroyed. I only hoped some of it might have
gotten thru, that Victor might be able to figure out what happened..


We fought, hand to hand, powers and all, but there were so many! A Taser got me in the back, some kinda super hard metal tips to
get under my skin, had to be. I met the pavement and there were 5 of them on me before I could even register that the pain had stopped.
I saw Wolverine thru the crowd of shoes, then something clicked..my hands behind my back.


"Get offa me! Motherfuckers, you are all dead and don't even know it!" I screamed at them, kicking, my powers gone. My head ached.


Sedate her and get her in the truck.


"Scarlet!"


I hear Wolverine out there, then the needle sank into my neck and I blacked out.

Logan knew he'd do her no good if he got caught as well, He fought his way clear and escaped to cover.
He watched from further off and once the vehicles moved again, he ran back to the car she'd been driving.
It stank like Creed, but the keys were still in the ignition. He fired it up and it roared to life. He
tailed the convoy. Outside the city, he got closer. He jammed the gas pedal down and stuck it there with
a knife from between the seats. He then climbed out the sunroof and launched himself at the rearmost vehicle
in the convoy. His claws sinking into the back of it as the borrowed car went off the road. Logan went from
roof to roof until he got to the one carrying the girl.

Maggie woke again, strapped to the wall of the truck in a sitting position. Her head pounded and it hurt
to open her eyes. Silent guards sat around her, weapons trained on her should she move. Never should have come here,
never should have left Vegas with him..


then the truck rocked and swerved hard enough to send a guard or two spilling to the floor. She smiled and murmured,
"Told ya'll you were dead and didn't even know it."


Shut up Mutant. Be ready men,..


Meanwhile, Logan had swung his legs down into the front of the truck, taking out the passenger and diving for the
driver. He didn't speak, his claws did all the talking. He kicked the door open and knocked the driver's body out the door.
Logan took the wheel and took the next exit, driving like hell to lose the other 2 vehicles in the convoy.
Magdelena rode in silence, glaring at the men around her. They began to get nervous, one tried to radio the front of the
truck and no one answered.

If it's the other one, he wants her alive, and we're as good as dead. Have some fun while you can boys. the leader says and moves
to the back door of the truck to wait.


Maggie's eyes grow wide as she watches them set their guns down. Two approach her first.


"You gotta be kiddin' me.."


One grabs her by the hair and laughs, "said so yourself, we're as good as dead..and so are you if you even think about biting.."
Magdelena couldn't believe this, this was too surreal. Zippers were going down as she was unstrapped from the wall. Her cuffed
hands raised over her head and hung from a support rail on the ceiling. One thing was certain,..everyone of them would die.
If Wolverine didn't do it, she would. Her head still hazy and spinning as her clothes were ripped and cut away from her
body. The night sticks came out first, her body twisting and aching as they struck at her sides, her ribs, her stomach, knocking
the breath out of her over and over. Then so many hands on her body, she bit at her lower lip. She refused to give in, still kicking at
them as her breasts were stroked and fondled. Her head pulled back by her hair, she gritted her teeth as a man's mouth closed over her
nipple and started to suck. A rough hand went between her legs and found her clit, another smacked against her ass. They murmured among
themselves and she paid no attention as they commented on her body, the response of her nipples, the way she was getting wet. She ached
everywhere, too sore to fight back at the time. She let out a groan when her feet were lifted, her ankles held far apart, suspended
above the floor of the truck. Then she let out a pained sigh as the first cock slid inside her and it began.


In the cab, the radio was on. Logan could hear it all at first and it made his blood boil. True she was Creed's woman, but that didn't make
what they were doing right. He couldn't stop, not yet. Had to find a better place to dump the truck, someplace where no one would notice it
long enough for them to get away. He couldn't stand it long and shut the radio off so he didn't have to hear it. He just hoped they didn't
kill her before he could find somewhere to stop.


Maggie realized she was on the floor at some point. Her mouth tasted salty and her face already sticky. Her cuffed hands under her head a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy as well.
She groaned and moaned, she couldn't help it. It felt like some fucked up dream, it wasn't real. Until her ass was lifted off the floor and
someone shoved a thick finger up her ass as well, she screamed around the cock in her mouth and tried to twist away. Her reward for this was
getting her nipples pinched and twisted cruelly. She arched her back, screaming and gagging again as another load went off in her mouth. The men laughed, she could hear them, she
could almost smell them.

get her up and flip her around,..you two hold her up..

the truck rounded a curve as she was lifted from the floor and sat up on her knees, two of them had her elbows, the cock had come free from
her mouth and she gasped for breath and fought to swallow as one of them slid under her.

no,..enough..stop.. she panted.

they paid no attention other than to smack her in the back of the head, she was impaled on a new cock, thicker than the one before and she
groaned again. They leaned her forward and she felt movement behind her, her murmurs of protest were met with a fresh cock shoved in her mouth, then
a 3rd was pushing its way into her ass. She could only close her eyes, please stop the truck Logan, please stop the fuckin' truck..Victor, I
need you.. The truck started to slow down as her mouth was filled again. the ones mounting her did not stop until they were done. The truck
was easing onto a rougher road. they lifted her and hung her from the ceiling again as they readied themselves for what was coming.


Logan had turned the radio on to hear what they were saying as he left the main road and turned onto an old logging road outside of Westchester.
He could hear the last of the grunting and rutting, the smell was going to knock him down when he went back there, he knew it. But he could hear
her coughing and knew she was still alive at least. The truck stopped and Maggie's feet barely touched the floor, she swung with a moan from her wrists.
The guards cocked their guns and waited. Logan could hear them as he came around the truck, he could smell the fear and sex. He opened one side of the
doors and swung back with it, swinging himself up onto the roof as quietly as he could.


where is he? one asked as he poked his head out and stepped out of the truck, training his weapon side to side with his eyes.
be careful dammit, he's out there.. another said and then SHINK! an arm shot down, claws extended and sank into the guard's skull before their
eyes, the body flew upwards. The man never made a sound. Wolverine withdrew his claws and took the weaponry off the body and left it there on the roof for
safe keeping. With the assault rifle in hand, he jumped down. These punks weren't getting away if he could help it and if a gun took them down faster, so
be it. For Logan there was no joy in killing, only necessity. When he hit the ground, they poured out, firing at him. Logan returned fire and took two
more down. 3 remained and he drew their fire until he knew they'd have to reload. That's when he came at them from the trees, in seconds all were dead
or dying on the ground. Logan threw the gun down and went to the rear of the truck. What he saw made him wince.
Magdelena was hanging naked, beaten, bruised, bloody
from a support rail on the ceiling of the truck. He climbed up to the roof and stripped the soldier up there of his clothes and gear, then swung down into
the truck.

"I gotcha Scarlet."

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Back in the city, Victor had gotten the messages on his phone and nearly crushed it in his fist. They had his woman, his Maggie. Marie would have
answers, her message said she knew what was going on. He sped for home to get what he needed and then straight for Salem Center and Xavier's Academy.