Victor Creed (mr_creed) wrote in marvel_my_way, @ 2010-08-15 16:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | bluecrawler, cynical_techie, mr_creed, redeyesummers |
Can The Wicked Be Redeemed? [plot continued from When All Else Fails...]
The mutant floated in permanent suspension inside of the null-gravity containment field. Every hideous wound, burn, and bruise on his body was cured from the healing properties of the alien technology that powered it. Symptoms of Victor’s concussion subsided, and consciousness rushed back to him, anxious to welcome the feral back into the world. Unbeknownst to Victor, he had been trapped in this space aged cage for almost two days.
Creed lifted his head and opened his eyes. He assessed his surroundings with a low, rumbling grunt. Excluding the dim, ambient, topaz colored hue emitted from the containment field, the entire brig was shrouded in total darkness. He sniffed the air instinctively, and gathered no other scent except his own musk and the filthy blend of blood types and dirt still latched onto his skin and long hair.
Victor recalled each of the events that led him into this dreadful circumstance. A clawed finger touched the strong steel still coiled around his neck, and he sighed with disappointment. With nothing else to do, he looked around the room a second time, hoping he missed a clue that would be the key to his escape. Futile desires of freedom led him to try and pull his collar off, and even search the empty pockets of his jeans for something – anything – that could aid him.
In a foolhardy gesture, Creed made the motion to run forward. Unfortunately, that thrust lifted his burly, but weightless form even higher off of the ground. The blonde toppled head over heels like a circus acrobat nearly twice before the force behind that momentum weakened. Again he grunted, and repositioned himself until he “stood” upright.
Despair poisoned Victor’s resolve. Dirty blonde locks draped over half of his face as he hung his head. He cursed himself in his mind for allowing the X-Men to capture him, especially after displaying a rare moment – to them - of genuine faithfulness to the cause of mutant life, liberty and prosperity.
For now, he regretted coming to the mansion in his darkest hour. And he passed the time plotting revenge on each one of the X-Men who put him in this predicament.