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Hiya guys, back again with another VC/OC fic because I just love the combo ;-} so the story is basically for all the suspense lovers because it starts with a murder mystery that takes Victor Creed to his precious Mate who isn't gonna be his so easy this time but WARNING, people! Victor Sabertooth Creed's going to be at his worst in this one so the fic may seem a little dark and angsty at some points but don't worry, I'll try to make it as fun and enjoyable as my other fics :¬}

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"Are you sure that's him, dear?" Officer Wallis showed Claire the facial composite she'd just helped his man prepare on their computer.

A sharp hatred took over Claire's face as she saw the face of that goddamned monster again. Tears of hate shinning in her big eyes which were darkening with each passing moment, her claws itching to extend and tear up the damn paper.

She nodded shakily. "Please uncle Harry, please don't leave this monster alive! That's him, who destroyed my family!"

Wallis put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. "Don't worry child, we're trying our best. Your dad and I'd been working together for years, he was like a little brother, a family to me. I'll do anything in my power to capture that fucking mutant and drive all my bullets through his fucking heart! But before that," he gave her his handkerchief to wipe her tears away. "You please go back home and stay inside. Since you don't want to come and live with me, I'm putting a set of CCTVs and a few guards around your house."

"But uncle," a confusion crept into Claire's eyes this time. "Why are you giving me such a strong protection? I-Is there something you're not telling me?"

The middle aged man sighed and scratched his forehead. "I knew you'd smell it. Well, now that if you're mentally and emotionally ready to face it, I think...that feral could try to attack you."

"W-What...?" a mild horror seized her tone. "B-But why? What have I done to him?! You said he was after all the big faces of your organization, then why me?!"

Wallis grabbed her trembling shoulders. "Nothing. You've done absolutely nothing wrong to him, dear. It's just that monster!" he let out another deep sigh and tried to be a little bit more specific. "Look, the appearance you've described in the sketch, claws and teeth like yours, I believe he's a feline feral and you're a female of his kind and perhaps, the last remaining one. As far as I've heard about those damn feral males, they're nothing but fucking animals in man's hide who live on their senses which are much more stronger than yours. I'm sure he'll have smelled your presence in the house when he came to murder your dad and I'm also sure if he knows you're there, he will definitely try to attack you and...you know...try to do everything else."

Claire gulped. "Do you think it's because of my upcoming cycle?"

"Maybe." Wallis gave an unsure look. "Look I don't know about all these feral cycles and shit as much as your father did but I will try to make sure he can't even put a fucking finger on you."

Claire smiled weakly at the firm assurance. "Thanks, uncle. Thanks for everything."

Wallis smiled back and cupped her cheek. "You're welcome, child."

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A Week Later

"A-Ahhh..M-Mr. Creed..."

"Shut up, bitch!" Victor gave the terrified girl another hard spank and yanked her hair back. His eyes were squeezed shut as if desperately trying to avoid something nasty standing before him but it wasn't external, it was internal.

It was a scent.

The smell, the fucking smell of wild lillies mixed with something very familiar, it wasn't leaving his sinuses. He caught it in that old fucker's house a week ago and had driven him mad with an unquenchable lust since. Even after three rounds of brutal fucking, the climax was still out of reach. The conflicted look on his face was deepening with each passing moment.

"P-Please...l-let me go..." The stench of fear mixed with hate, the damned combination was used to be his dope, then why the hell wasn't it working tonight, goddamn it? All it was successfully doing was fill the room and make him nauseated about the whole thing. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Get the fuck out, cunt!" Victor hastily pulled out of the overused girl and shoved her off the bed. His hand lowered and started doing what her fear striken pussy couldn't.

With great struggle the sobbing girl finally dragged herself back to her feet, picked up her shredded clothes and hastily limped out of the room. Victor tossed his head with a loud groan when his hand gave him temporary relief even if he was still as hard as stone. He cleaned the mess with the cheap blanket, buckled his pants and walked over to the bottle of whiskey on the stand. He poured a copious amount into the glass and sauntered over to the open window.

"What the hell is all this, Victor?!" an infuriated woman in skin tight cherry red pencil skirt and low cut top stormed in. "This is eleventh time in a week when you've sent a girl back in half dead condition!"

"Half dead?" Victor sneered with another throat burning gulp. "Don't be so over dramatic, Ruthie. If your little damsels can't take what I have to give, then I think i need to find some other whorehouse."

Ruth sighed deeply and shook her head. she walked over to the giant feral and stood behind him with crossed arms. "You're gonna have to stop doing that, Vic. We both know what you want in your molls and that's what I give every time but you haven't been so...savage in a very long time and those girls aren't ready for it."

"But you've seen my animal." Victor leered over her shoulder at her and dropped the empty glass on the floor to let it shatter. "Seen and enjoyed. Why don't ya give me what I want, she-wolf?"

With a short lopsided smirk, Ruth revealed the shaft of her left fang. She seductively slipped her arms under his and stroked his sweaty furry chest with her red painted claws. She kissed the cooling skin and rested her forehead against his naked back. "What's wrong, Vic? Is it about James's death-"

"Don't." Victor cut her off with a bitter snarl and unwrapped her arms before pushing her away. He turned around and pinned her with a murderous glare. "Don't mention his death again if you don't want me rip off your head in my red fit 'cause your goddamn class three healing wouldn't be able to survive that!" Creed snarled out his anger and frustration before picking up his shirt from the bed and spun to leave.

"And yes," he glared over his shoulder at her. "Next time, stay ready to finish your frails can't."

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"You really don't give a shit about the thing named punctuality, do ya, kid?" Victor growled with the first sip of his fourth glass of the night.

"Hiding your coming and going from SHIELD's sharp eyes isn't that easy, big guy." a nerdy young man grumbled under his breath as he took the seat next to the feral guy and signaled bartender to make a whiskey double. "Fury's gonna kick my ass out the day he finds out I'm the one who's glomming Transigen's files from his computers and feeding you." he handed Victor a small briefcase and continued.

"It has all the information on your remaining targets. Some of them are out of country." Creed opened the briefcase and checked out a few files.

"And the chief head of security," Creed pinned the boy with a solid scowl. "Did ya dig out his details, too?"

"Yeah but please, I'll advise you to leave Wallis's head on his trunk for now. The man has been searching for you like a damned hound since the eye witness of Smith's murder's helped his men prepare a sketch of yours." the young man adjusted his glasses and said nervously with a large gulp, trying to avoid the upcoming glare.

Victor's eyes narrowed at once. "An eye witness?"

"Yep. Your record of perfect murders's been finally broken." the smaller man muttered into next swig.

Creed's claws abruptly dug into well polished wooden counter. "Who is he?"

"Not he, she. Smith's daughter."

Victor raised an eyebrow. "He had a daughter?"

"Yep and before you get total pissed off at me, even Fury hadn't seen her before his funeral. Looks like her existence had been kept secret."

"But why was the fucker trying to hide his own daughter from the entire world?"

"Well that I don't know but i will still advise you to stay down for a few weeks until Transigen's search parties get sloppy again."

"Do they know it's Victor Creed's sketch?"

"Nope. SHIELD's already made sure they only have that old photograph of yours in their database, the one we'd captured during the whole 'Library Island Take Over' thing. But that doesn't mean their sources can't find out about the owner of the face."

With a vicious snarl, Victor downed the entire glass in one large gulp. "Yer right, Johny boy. I should really leave Wallis's head on his trunk fer now. Because I'm goin' fer that bitch, first." Creed smoothly got off the stool, leaving a baffled John to absorb whatever he's just said.

"W-Whoa, what? No!" John stammered and hastily jumped off the stool. "Are you serious?! Sorry for I forgot to tell ya but the girl is being protected by a goddamn legion of Transigen! So don't even think about ghosting her, man!"

"The bitch has put her hand in the lion's mouth, she has to pay for her deeds." Victor slowly smirked and adjusted his pants. "And who said it's 'just' goin' ta be killin'? In fact, killin' is the last thing I have on my mind right now."

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Before the next chapter, I need to make something clear here. In this story, Victor Creed's never seen a female feline before so he doesn't know ANYTHING about them. I know we've all read so many fics where Creed almost sounds like a professor of female feralogy but I'm showing him a little bit practical here. He's never met a female of his kind before so he doesn't know anything about their physical appearance, scent or other feral attributes. That's the reason why Claire's scent bothers him but he can't recognize her kind. But Sabertooth will definitely recognize her when she goes in her heat. Hope that explains what's going to come in next chapter ;¬}

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