Date: Sun, 7 Sep 2003 22:05:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Da Sun <mkrann@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 7: Feral

This story contains gay themes, violence, and adult situations. Reader
discretion is advised.  This story has also been inspired by Marvel Comic's
X-Men.  The X-Men are a copyright of Marvel comics.

SHOUT OUT!

MAD LUV TO ALL WHO HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING MY STORY!!!

Was Sup DragonMaster: Holler at me on the real, yo!!!  You ain't got to be
no stranger. Peace

Mad Love To All From B-MORE CITY! EASTSIDE REPPIN IN THE '03

Excuse the typos...I know I've  made some errors but typing ain't my
specialty...sex is!

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Downtown B-More City, The Tunnel Club

Feral feels the pulsing music of the club running through his veins, and he
likes it. He feels electrifying and dangerous. The Tunnel club is smoky and
laser lights and other effects dance across the air. The music throbs
within his ears and he can't help but feel sexual. His animal like urges
become evident in his movements. For the first time in his life, he
actually feels alive. He feels the energy in the air he breathes, and it's
so potenntthat it leaves a taste in his mouth. As Feral dances, Kyle's
thoughts begin to linger on his subconscious and for a split second he
begins to doubt his reasons for his actions. Then Feral takes control once
more and dances even harder almost as if in a ritualistic manner trying to
purge himself of Kyle's passive nature. Young teens, both mutant and human,
dance with one another as well as Feral. Some under the influence of a new
alien street drug known as Heaven. Others drunk off of alcoholic beverages,
and then others are there primarily with
 the intent of hooking up, and ending the night reaching a sexual
bliss. Feral's on desire to just experince life places him in the company
of some unlikely thugs.

As he dances, a dark-skinned guy about 6'3" very muscular approaches him on
the dance floor. His body sends subliminal messages of orgasmic pleasure
and Feral is drawn, but he isn't alone. Soon after Feral is surrounded by
four other guys. Each having their on definitive quality that makes each
appealing. He dances with them, and they have found their prey for the
evening. Although a deadly feline lives within, Feral appears as an
innnocent kitten just out to experience life... and it's inviting. One of
the guys pull Feral in the direction of the bar, and orders a drink. He
tries to talk over the bass and screaming youth, but Feral isn't focused in
on him yet. If he had focused his keen hearing, he'd be able to make out
the guys question.

"Do you want to roll with us later on?" the teen asks as if he could be
heard.

Feral smiles and nods his head saying 'yes' not knowing the question. The
boy orders two drinks, and hands this electric blue drink to Feral. This
act focuses Feral's attention onto the boy wo had begun to speak once
more. Feral using his heightened abilities began to tune the surrounding
music out and listen to the teenager speaking with him.

"So what's your name, shawty?" the teen asked inquisitively. his motives
were nothing but good.

"My name...you want my name. For what?" Feral asked bluntedly.

"Cause I wanna know you a little betta...is that okay with you." he says
ordering them both another drink.

Feral looks amused then gulps the sweet liquor, and pushes th eglass
towards the bar.

"My name is Feral. I don't have any last name so don't ask. Be satisfied
with what I told you...understood. No more questions unless you are willing
to tell me everything about you." Feral says focusing his attention back on
the crowd.

"I like you a lot. My name's Stryker. I'll introduce you to the rest of the
guys once we are ready to leave." Stryker says slipping a small pill that
quickly dissolves into Feral's drink. Stryker and his band of thugs have
found their toy for the night. Feral grabs the drink and drinks the
beverage without pause. After savoring the taste and the relaxing feeling
that rushes over him, he begins to smile wildly. The room spins but Feral
is feeling as energetic as ever, and spins off of the bar stool into an
erotic dance that seduces the attention of the band of bad company he has
recently met.

Stryker signals his boys to surround Feral, and the night
progresses. Feral's recently awakened powers are still volatile, and he has
placed himself in a situation that could be fatal. But Feral dances like
he'll never experience the vibe again.

==========================================================================
Red Island, Dr. Spalding's Office

"So what did you find out, David?" Circe inquires as she starts the process
in which she records her data.

"Circe things are about to get very dangerous. I know now that Darkoth is
definitely the threat we are facing. What makes this even worse is that
even Mother Mayhem has prepared for the worst. I must start training Ice,
Fire, and Torin to fight Darkoth. I don't think we have much time, but I do
know he is after something. Darkoth's movementrs so far has been very
deliberate and calculating. He is in search of something or someone. I am
afraid by the time we find out...it will be too late." Dr. Spalding says
recalling the informative conversation he had with Mother Mayhem.

"Doctor, I believe you will make a good choice in dealing with the matters
at hand. I have faith that things will work in your favor." Circe replies
positively.

"I am glad that you have faitn in me. I only wish I had that same
attitude." he states recalling the past.

================================================================= Downtown
B-More City

Torin walks down the street paying close attention to the different crowds
of teens he sees. He is partly angry but more hurt by the recent events. He
replays the conversaton he held with Feral before the wild Kyle attacked
him. He was amazed at Kyle's strength and his deadly ferocity. Torin
recalled the night that he kissed Kyle for the first time. It was amazing
to him. the way Kyle's lips felt, and the tenderness of his skin. Torin
thought painfully about his tantrum, and how he really wanted to run back
and caress Kyle's weakened body. As he approaches the corner, he sees a
band of rowdy teens crashing out the door to a club. Torin stops at the
club and prays that he hasn't lost Kyle forever.

=================================================================

Downtown B-More: Kahn Warehouse


Mother Mayhem has decided that it's best to prepare for the worse
outcome. She waits for Medea patiently as she prepares items for her close
confidant. She now realizes that Dr. Spalding is right to assume the
worse. She recalls her last dealings with Darkoth, and she feels how
strongly she once felt for him. Her love for him...her greatest
weakness. As she opens an old ragged chest hidden in the darkness of her
chambers Medea walks in.

"You've summoned for me." Medea asks as she awaits her next task.

"Yes, I have and for good reason. As you well know, the meeting with
Dr. Spalding was something of great importance that will affect every one
involved. As much as he has thwarted our opportunities to rule the streets
of B-More City, we have to now work alongside him." Mother Mayhem looks up
to see the facial response of Medea. She isn't surprised when she sees
none. She continues, "I think that what we will soon face, will determine
just how strong you and I really are as a team. I know that I have excluded
the rest of my youth, but I already know they will all die. You have the
greatest advantage of them all, but I need you to retrieve this young boy
for me. The one that I have asked for in the past. He is vital now to me,
and he will play a very important role in our demise. If you succeed you
will alter destiny in to our behalf, but if you fail your fate and mine
will be worse then any nightmare imaginable. Don't fail me my child." She
turns as she rummages through the chest as
 if looking for something.

"I will have the young boy that you desire. I promise." Medea states as she
turns and swiftly exits the room.

Medea is now certain that something very strange is going on. She could
hear the desperation in Mother Mayhem's voice, and it frightened her. She
had always envisioined Mother Mayhem as being very strong and fearless, but
this new emotion was new and Medea feared that there was a new threat in
town. Medea wanted now to end this threat that had the woman she looked up
to for so long in fear. Medea had a mission: GET KYLE AT WHATEVER COST.
================================================================== The Styx

"AHHHHH, this is a good present to come home to." Darkoth states as he
welcomes his long time ally and confidant Seven. As he stares at this new
Seven he is pleased with himself and even Shadow Weaver. Darkoth's astral
form takes shape, and begins to draw off of the stolen souls eventually
solidifying itself becoming a physical being once more.

"I am just as pleased to see you, my lord. It's been a long time. I didn't
ever think you would come back for me, but I guess I was wrong." Seven
stated as he moved towards his dark lord seductively as a male
vixen. Seven's deepest desire was to share more then power with his dark
master. He'd long to be the one to hold Darkoth's heart...something more
power then his mind. He'd had a passion for Darkoth since the first time
they crossed one another:one mind assassin, one body assassin. Now that he
had been given new abilities as well as a new look, he had a new mission on
his mind.Seduce his master at any cost.

"Yes the master is pleased very much, but you should not be so swift to
move yet. We still have much to do." Shadow Weaver intervened intentionally
swaying the attention of Darkoth away from Seven's seduction.

Seven looked sharply at Shadow Weaver and smiled wickedly. He knew then
that Shadow Weaver would be the first bitch on his personal hit list.

"Yes my shadow lord, you are right to advise me to move forward. I want the
boy now. I need him now. I also want to send a message to my long lost
friend Mother Mayhem once more. Scour the tunnels and streets and leave
nothing but remains of her young ones. Bring me the souls and once we have
cleaned the streets of the mice: we hunt the cats and dogs." Darkoth smiled
as he thought about killing Dr. Spalding once and for all.

Shadow Weaver smiled now looking in the direction of Seven. He moved slowly
pass Seven close enough to whisper in Seven's ear, "He may need you to
handle some things, but the shadows belong to me. I want you to remember
something , wild one. As long as I have the abilities of darkness, I will
never be an easy prey for you. Maybe you should remember that you have to
sleep eventually...I DON'T."

Seven smiled and looked at Shadow Weaver each holding the others eyes and
Seven looked at Darkoth and smiled.

"I promise when he is calling my name. I'll keep a memory of you in mind,
but YOU will only have him in your shadow dreams. And by the way, I was
never afraid of ghosts. Come back as something I might be afraid of." Seven
replied sharply before exiting Darkoth's chambers.

Darkoth listened but never responded. He knew that Seven's feeling for him
were of a different caliber, but Shadow Weaver surprised him. Shadow
Weaver's mind isn't easily read, but with concentration Darkoth could
unravel his dark minion's mind. Darkoth smiled to himself, because his
passions were elsewhere.
================================================================== Downtown
B-More, The Tunnel Club

The club seems to be packing with more tens, and Feral has had several
alcoholic beverages. Although his abilities seem to still be progressing,
he isn't at all in a stable state of mind. Stryker pulls Feral in the
direction of the door, and Feral follows without any resistance. As soon as
they exit, Styker grabs Feral's small waist and presses their lips
together. Feral pushes away slightly, but is turned on by Stryker's forward
manner. Stryker smiles at this, but Feral's actions only make Stryker more
aroused. Stryker grabs the young teens body in his strong arms, and without
any effort bears him in an embrace that leaves Feral almost breathless. He
begins to lustfully kiss Feral's neck, and Feral's claws dig into his
spin. When the kiss is broken Feral is over heated and ready to devour
Styker. Stryker knows that Feral wants him, and he wants Feral as well. But
Stryker is the leader of a wolf pack, and he knows that his prey will soon
be sahred by the rest. Stryker is a bad boy,
 and unlike his buddies he has the abilities to back his attitude. But
there is something about Feral that makes him want more.

"Come on shawty. Fuck this. Let's go somewhere and get a little freaky."
Stryker says smiling seductively.

"Where to big bad wolf." Feral says smiling.

Stryker smiles and pulls Feral in the direction going towards east
downtown.
==================================================================

Meanwhile Downtown B-more City: Only minutes away

Torin moves into the crowd of rowdy teens, pushing pass them in order to
enter into the crowd. Without being to obvious he slowly starts scanning
the weak minds that filter through the club. As he peers into some minds,
he sees pictures and hears thoughts that disturb him as well as thoughts
that arouse him. As he push himself further, he picks the mind of one of
the thugs that ran across Feral earlier that night. As he goes deeper into
the mind of the young teen, he prys enough to know see the face of who
Feral was with as well as what Feral was wearing . torin scans the crowd
further, and is able to get enough information to know that Feral is in the
area. Torin at one point was feeling discouraged, now his hope had
returned. He rushed to the exit hidding in the direction that Stryker had
led Feral earlier. He was hoping for some luck at this point. As he begin
to do an exhausting routine with his mental abilities, which was to lightly
touch the minds of people as he walked down
 the street just to get a replay of what their optical memeory had stored
as they travelled along.  He moved swiftly picking the minds of pedestrians
walking to diffferent destinations hoping to see a glimpse of Feral.

================================================================== Downtown
B-More City, Only minutes away.

Medea and a band of fifteen spiked haired teens exit a hover van. The teens
split into different directions parting the crowd as they went in search of
Kyle. Medea with the aide of Mother Mayhem knew that she was in the right
area, she just didn't know where the boy would be located. Mother Mayhem's
dream only could provide her with little information, but Medea had her own
instincts and she felt Kyle was near.

================================================================== The Styx

Shadow Weaver has begun summoning the shadows to do his bidding. They come
as moans ready to steal the souls of thos thet come into contact
with. First, they begin to move as a dense fog covering the ground, then
they begin to take shape. Cloaked apparitions with glowing eyes
appear...hundreds of them gather. They intend to leave a mark in B-More
City's polpulation. Shadow Weaver's powers are dark and as he dispatches
the Shadow Wraiths, Seven stands in a distant with a long knife ready to do
some business of his own.
==================================================================

Downtown B-More City

Stryker leads Feral about ten blocks south of the club. The brownstone they
approach is where Stryker and his gang hang out. The house itself belongs
exclusively to Stryker, but he shares it with his pack. As Feral moves
along. he begins to feel the affects of the drug he was slipped
earlier. Not only does he feel light headed...all of a sudden he gets very
hot and aroused. Feral doesn't seem to know what this new sensation is, but
his animal instincts pushes him to act. Before Stryker could enter Feral is
madly pulling him into the door, and kissing him lustfully. Pulling his
clothing off and beginning to undress Stryker who is ready to give Feral a
night to remember. Feral moves like he's experienced sex before, but he's
moving on unchartered territory as Stryker moves in between Feral's naked
body and begins to grin himself into Feral. Feral moans loudly which sound
like a tiger purring. His claws extend and slowly pull the flesh of
Stryker's back leaving scratches but Stryker is
 too deep in passion. As they get deeper Stryker pushes Feral's legs back,
and places his head between the young teen's ass and starts to eat the
fresh virgin ass. Feral is spinning and doesn't notice the figures moving
around the bed. Feral's head leans heavily from side to side, and his heart
rate accelerates causing him to panic. He pushes Stryker slightly trying to
regain some composure, but he is suddenly weak and Stryker persists causing
Feral to whine in pleasure. Feral begins to feel sensations across his
body. He hasn't realized that four other guys are kissing and sucking and
feeling his body. While Stryker continue to toss Feral's virgin salad,
another guy is sucking on Feral's dick, two are aggressively sucking on
Feral's nipples,and the last guy is tongue kissing Feral. feral feels
crowded, but all he can focus on is images...multiple images. The images
begin to flash and burn...sending him deeper into his
consciousness. Feral's body is receiving to many messages at
 once, and he begins to panic even more. The flashes in his head begin to
take shapes and sounds. He spins. Feral spins helplessly out of
control. The teens are like carnivorous aanimals tearing at the fibers of
Feral's being. He tries to scream, and he begins to fight. Pushing and
kicking. And then there is pain. The pain is followed by laughter. There is
more pain. Feral struggles to regain consciousness, but his vision is
distorted.

Feral didn't know that he had managed to kick Stryker off of him. He also
didn't know that his kick had busted Stryker's lip. Stryker's demon finally
showed up as he started to smack Feral into the bed. Although Feral
helplessly tried to resist, it only excited Stryker's demented
desires. Feral's body felt like ten trucks had landed on it, and he tried
in vain to scream. Flashes. Bright flashes. Laughter and chaos as the five
brutes beat the shit out ot Feral. An act of homophobia. The guys lured the
helpless gay victim to there aboard to do degrading sexual acts and then
eventually beat the shit out of him. Feral was in too deep. Stryker's
mutant strength had kicked in, and he sent Feral sailing over the bed with
a back hand slap. Feral laid bloody and motionless as the guys tore his
under pants off, and began to ram a dildo aggressively up Feral's ass. His
virgin sphincter ripped and sent a burning sensation through Feral that
made him call out mentally.

=================================================================== Red
Island, Dr. Spalding's sleeping quarters

Dr. Spalding is in a deep sleep when suddenly he receives a mental jolt
which awakens him immediately.

"KYLE, WHAT"S WRONG!" he yells. then he realizes that he had just received
a psionic distress call. He didn't understand how, because Kyle wasn't a
psionic. At least to Dr. Spalding's knowledge he wasn't.

"Circe...locate Kyle for me, please." Dr. Spalding ordered.

"I am sorry, doctor. Kyle Waters is not on the premises. I am scanning the
surrounding area...I have no readings of Kyle at this time." Circe said.

"Damn it. Circe, Kyle's in trouble, and we need to find him. Use Cerebro
and meet me in the Ready Room so we can begin locating Kyle.

==================================================================

Downtown B-More City

Torin pushes pass pedestrian responding to the piercing psionic scream
emanating from Kyle. One million things filled Torin's mind. Tears began to
fill his eyes as the sceam diminished he could feel Kyle's anguish, and he
was suddenly enraged. As Torin approached the brownstone where Kyle had
been taken, four boys rushed swiftly pass Torin and then turned down the
street. Torin's mind was on Kyle. He telepathically scanned the area and
proceeded into the building. Just as he entered Stryker sent his fist
smashing into Torin's face sending Torin flying back down the stairs.

"I don't like nosey people snooping around my house. Who the fuck are you,
and what the fuck do you want?" Stryker said with a look of pure malice on
his face.

"I think someone I know is in danger in that building, and I've come to
help him. You've stated your position, but I haven't said mine. So since
you feel like rumblin'. Let's do the damn thing." Torin said as psionic
energy crackled from his eyes as he kinetically sent Stryker through the
door. Torin figured that it would be best to pick Stryker's mind, and what
he saw horrified him. For minutes, Torin just stood looking as if in space,
because he saw the torture of Kyle. That horror was replaced with sheer
madness. The energy surrounding Toin went from a brilliant blue to a blood
red to a deep cobalt black.

"You shouldn't have done that, Mr. Sensitive. Now you are gonna see some
real action." He said moving with the speed of a leopard as he had tackled
Torin, and began to pummel his body. Then grabbing him by the collar of his
shirt, and slinging him like a rag doll up against the wall. Stryker's
strength was extraordinary, but that only angered Torin more.

"You have violated my friend. Now I must punish you. NOW YOU WILL SEE
POWER!" Torin screamed as he sent a sizzling psionic bolt at Stryker who
dodged the bolt only to fall into a deadly psionic bubble which pressed on
his brain as if he was in a pressure cooker. Stryker screamed in agony as
his mind scrambled, and Torin kinetically threw Stryker to the other side
of the room.

Stryker struggled to get to up, but his mind was weakened and Torin was
just beginning his onslaught. Torin telekinetically grab Stryker's throat
and lifted him off the ground. Stryker struggled with an unseen grip, but
was kineticaly beat as if being banked by ten boys. His body ached and he
cried out as Torin slammed the sofa into his chest knocking him out. As he
regained his composure, he began to look for Kyle. He entered the study to
find Kyle's body bloody, stretched across a bed covered in black
plastic. The stench of urine and semen stood out, but Kyle's ass and
genitals had been placed in a chastity belt. Kyle's face was puffy and he
looked as if he was still in pain. Torin's mental powers were weakened by
the fight, so he began to slowly dress Kyle. He threw Kyle over his
shoulder, and began to exit the building. Stryker must have gained
consciousness, because when Torin passed the room they were fighting in he
was gone.

Torin exited the building and began to walk in the direction of the
club. The area around the club kept more traffic and hailing a hover cab
would be much easier. As a cab stopped for him, Circe stepped from behind
the corner with a wicked smile on her face. She didn't call her teenaged
thugs instead she walked into the club. She had some information to gather
about Kyle, and she had an idea of the teen who would know the info.
=================================================================

Downtown B-More City

As teens flock from the clubs in route to other parties or home, the
shadows begin to take shape. The energy of downtown B-More city has
attracted a different terror. The mist-like form whispers and hisses in the
cool air of midnight. This isn't the first time the Shadow Wraiths have
roamed this area, but tonight they will reveal themselves.

A group of teens walking along Charles St. laugh loudly paying little
attention to the moving mist-like apparition. The mist forms slowly taking
shape as a hooded creature with blood red eyes. The four unsuspecting teens
are the first to go, but hundreds follow their fate.

Beings with enormous strength and whose mere touch drains every drop of
life essence from them. They strike so swiftly that none have the
opportunity to even scream. All that is left is shrivelled remains of what
used to be girls and boys. All appear to have seen the same thing with
mouths contorted in a manner that suggests complete horror. Mother Mayhem
feels the darkness tonight. Even her own youth have been affected, and she
knows the war has begun.

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