A/N: Another update! Yay! Oh, the joy of almost completing a story. One more chapter! I really have no idea what else to say except- there's a hot sex scene including in this chapter, but since this is a "family-friendly" site, I had to water it down loads, but just message me your email and I'll send it over!
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Warning: Sexual references are used in this chapter, and a lot of swear words. It's is the
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Chapter Seven
Her mind was fuzzy. It had almost seemed like someone had been beating her all night long, not daring to show any mercy. She slowly opened her eyes, and immediately regretted doing so when the sun's rays shone down into the room, including her body. Groaning she sat up, feeling a small amount of vile rising up her throat. She should sit back down before...
Too late.
She had vomited on the bed she was currently sitting on. The stench, doubled with her mutation, had made her want to vomit again. But instead she lay back down onto the bed and felt the world fall back asleep.
It must've been hours when Tegan had awoken once again, for this time the room was dark, and she was now on the couch. She looked around, clearly unaware of her surroundings. Reaching up to the sides of the couches- both higher and lower- she pulled herself up. Her body, not agreeing with her, shook with pain. What the hell did they give her? How long had she been passed out for?
Tegan sat still for a moment before pulling her legs off the couch and standing up. She stood still, waiting for the wave of vertiginous to take it's hold off of her. Once it was gone she took two small steps to feel certain that she could walk straight, and when she was sure she could, she began to walk
She rose her arm in front of her face while entering the kitchen, where the light was so bright. Tegan stood still, adjusting to the light. When she was sure she could stand it, Tegan lowered her arm. It hadn't been as late as she'd thought, for the microwave's clock flashed 6:50.
Tegan jumped when she heard Shayoko screech with surprise.
Tegan clutched onto the wall as Shayoko placed down the food on the counter and rushed to her side. "Oh Christ! What're you doing up!"
Tegan mumbled an incoherent slur of words and allowed herself to be rushed to a table. She flopped down, then grabbed her head and moaned. Shayoko reached down on her knees and pulled her hands away from her face. "Tegan-" She stopped when Tegan looked at her with yellow eyes, opened her mouth-showing her fangs- she hissed.
"The light." She spoke, her voice suddenly deeper than usual. Shayoko gulped and backed off, allowing Tegan to shut her eyes once again.
"Tegan.. Could you put your eyes back to.. Uh.. Normal? I think the yellow ones are getting hurt the most."
"I'm trying!" She growled out. "Somethings wrong with me.." She gasped with surprise when her tail popped out of her sweat pants.
"Holy f-" Shayoko ran a hand through her hair. "It ripped through my clothes!"
Tegan moaned with pain and clutched forward. "Shay-Shayoko! Leave!" She gasped out, holding her stomach tightly.
Shayoko stood still with both fear and curiosity as she watched her friend double over. She fell from the chair and lay on the ground, her spine pushing her body up so high, Shayoko heard it crack. Tegan's body began to trash around, while she screamed. Her hands had grown such large nails that they were now scratching against Shayoko's cheap flooring, making new scratches and scuffs. Her arms had begun to flail themselves back forth away from her body, until fur had made itself appear on them. Her stomach and chest fell back down to the ground, then back up; fur appearing down her neck, shoulders, and Shayoko guessed, her stomach as well.
It took two times longer for her legs to change, for her feet had turned from normal human, to something that should've belonged to a beast. They had become almost three times the normal size, and the claws at the end were huge- they were almost like talons, the end coming out so far, even with her feet dangling on the front toes, they scrapped the ground.
When she lowered her body, Tegan's breathing was heavy as she took long breaths. Her hair and fur were two completely different colors- the hair navy, and the coat of fur a mixture of browns, tans, and even black were all stirred into one.
Shayoko took a small hesitant steps. Tegan had curled up into a ball, her hair covering her face. The water-girl gulped and slowly reached out. "Te-Tegan?" The moment she touched her hair, Tegan snapped her head up and Shayoko gasped with fear. The fear caused her to jump back and fall onto her bottom.
Her face had changed from the looks of a gorgeous woman to something.. Inhuman. Fur had reached forward from her neck, covering her entire face was a light layer of fur. Her nose, her perfect long, straight, small nose had grown into the nose of a cat. Small, dainty and pink. Her lips had become black, underneath and tiny pile of whiskers wisping from her face. Her eyebrows were almost non-existent, all hidden from the black fur. Her eyes, still a bright yellow, had streams of tears falling from her eyes. When she saw Shayoko quiver with fear she let out a great sob and fell against the floor, crying hard.
When she heard the door tear open, Shayoko whirled her head to look at who entered. It was Logan, who frantically jogged over to the body on the floor- Remy followed a close second.
Remy, who didn't bother to close the door, fell down beside Shayoko and asked what happened. Shayoko, too shocked to answer, didn't say anything as she watched Logan pick the cat woman's body up.
Tegan, who felt the arms wrap around her, screamed and pushed him away. "Don't touch me!" She hollered, falling back to the ground crying. Her sobs shook her body hard, and she squirmed from Logan's touch. "Please.. Please!" She begged. "Please don't touch me!"
"Tegan!" Logan grunted, trying to grab her. He ignored her plea and finally, reached down to grab her. He used all his strength and then some to keep a hold of her. She tried everything to beat him away from her- she scratched his chest, pounding his heart area- hell she even tried to bite him!
But still, he held her close to him. It must've taken him ten minutes before she stopped crying into his chest while softly slapping his chest. Soon the slaps turned into nothing but mindless tapping against his chest.
When she stopped crying and beating, he pulled his head back. "Please. Please don't look at me." She whispered against his chest.
He pulled her closer. "I'm taking her upstairs."
Tegan felt her body being picked up, and she curled against him. He cradled her in his arms and carried her up the stairs and into Shayoko's room once again. He lay her down, and Tegan noticed that the sheets had been changed from the vomit filled ones earlier.
She was thankful that it was dark in the room, knowing that Logan couldn't take a good look at her. However, with her mutation, she was able to watch every move Logan made. Her yellow eyes watched him as he climbed onto the bed beside her.
"Are you okay?" She could hear the concern in his voice.
"Yes."
"You're talking funny."
"I know. It happens when I turn into this." She spat the words out. Yes, indeed, her voice had become much deeper and she spoke, almost, sophisticatedly. Much, much different from the Tegan he was used to, who would often slur her words by mistake or speak very loudly.
"Can you change back?"
"I can't. It's like.." Her lips began to quiver. "Someone's controlling me. Oh god, Logan! What if I'm stuck like th-th-this!" The tears had begun once again.
Logan, not thinking, reached out and pulled her close to him. "It'll be alright. Things will go back to normal." She shook her head against him. "Why do you hate yourself like that anyway?"
Tegan pulled her head away from him and looked up with shock. "Are you kidding me? Have you looked at me! I'm a monster!"
"Tegan, you're not a monster." He pulled her close to him once again. "You look fine. In fact, I think you look good as a cat. It suits your personality." Logan didn't know when he'd begun, but at when he'd finished talking, he noticed his hands had been running through her thick fur.
Tegan lifted her head from him and stared up. Logan couldn't see a damn thing, but he could smell her scent that was getting dangerously close with each second. Her breaths were soft against his lips when she paused. They stood still for a moment or two before Logan reached down and capture hers against his.
It had taken Tegan a couple seconds to fully realize what she was doing, and when she did, she was not pleased. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down. "What're you doing?" She demanded, her voice not raising in volume, nor lowering.
Furious, Logan jumped from the bed. "I'm not bothering with your bull right now. Cover yourself up if you'd like. But you're coming downstairs, and we're going to talk. Long and hard." With that, he turned and left her in the room alone.
Tegan didn't show up downstairs for another hour, and when she did, she didn't bother to hide anything. Her shoulders were tight with confidence, but her steps were slow- almost contradicting Tegan herself.
She sat down at the table with Logan, Remy, and Shayoko. It had seemed like her eyeballs were glued down to the ground, holding a steady game of who could blink the first. She lost.
"Tegan, I'm really sorry about earlier! I really am, I mean! I didn't, well you know, and-"
"It's fine." Tegan opened her eyes, casting a yellow gaze to her. "It's fine, Shayoko."
Shayoko was about to say more, but thought better of it and closed her mouth. The four then sat in silence. Each not knowing what to say, or knowing what to say, but not knowing how to ask about it. Finally, Remy spoke.
"Whatd'ya see Chere?"
Tegan looked over to him. "Nothing. I don't remember anything. I was going to go back to Logan, then next thing I know, I wake up here."
"Yesterday, you had massive body convulsions. Is that what happens when your body tries to change?" Shayoko asked softly.
Tegan nodded. "Yes. It's almost like I'm having seizures." She paused. "It hurts a lot to change my form, that's why I'll rarely do it. Unless needed."
"Oh." Shayoko sighed. "I can sort of see where you're coming from."
"Oh really?" If they could see Tegan's eyebrows, they'd be high up.
"Well, sometimes if it's massive amounts, I can't control all the water. And it hurts the small part of my back."
Remy sat up straight. "Remy gonna come clean now." He reached behind him and pulled out a small deck of cards. He grabbed one, ripped it in half and placed it on the table. "Might wanna lean back." He whispered before placing a finger on the card. Within seconds it exploded with a loud "BOOM!"
The damage wasn't horrible, just left a black mark on Shayoko's table. "Impressive." Tegan spoke softly, not really caring at the moment. She then brought her eyes up to meet Logan's. "Well?"
Logan sat still and stared right back at her. "Well what?" He asked, holding her gaze so tight, Tegan wanted to look away. The tension grew so thick in the room, Shayoko took a hold of Remy's hand and led him out of the kitchen, asking him to take her to the store.
"Aren't you going to show me?" Tegan asked when it was just the two of them. When he didn't say anything, fury raged in Tegan and within a second, she had pounced onto the table and was kneeling down to look at him. Animal instincts took over her, and she raised her hand, only to bring it down with a slicing sound.
She'd scratched his left cheek, causing his head to fly to the right. Anger overcame her once again, and she swiped him again, this time on the right.
The room went silent as they all stared at the pair. Logan slowly turned his head to stare up at her. She'd left four deep gashes on his cheeks, red blood almost gushing onto the table beneath him. Within seconds the bleeding stopped, and Tegan watched with amazement as the wounds cleared up, and in an instant- they were gone.
Following her curiosity, Tegan slowly crawled off the table and straddled his lap. She brought her hands up onto his shoulders and gripped tightly, causing Logan to groan in protest. But this didn't stop her, she slowly dug her claws into his flesh, feeling the skin and muscle tear apart.
Logan had his eyes closed in pain. He sat still when she released her talons from his shoulders, but she dug them back in and slowly, oh so slowly, dragged them down towards his hands. She gave him no mercy.
When she was sure she'd left a mark on him, she tore her claws out. Yet again, she was amazed that he had healed himself. Like magic in front of her.
"You can't mark me." Logan spoke harshly. "No one ever can."
Tegan gave a smirk. "We'll see about that wolf-boy." She crawled off of his lap and bounded up the stairs.
Logan watched her climb all the way up the sitars, and once she was gone- he let out the breath of air he'd been holding. This was going to be a long night.
Tegan groaned with pain as she curled into a tighter ball. She placed her hands on her knees and pulled them closer, grunting with frustration. She couldn't change back.
Sighing she unrolled from the ball and stared up to the ceiling. A nagging feeling had made itself known in her stomach. She knew why couldn't change... she knew that she would have to have an inspiration to change, a reason to go through the hell of changing.
Tegan sat up and cupped her hands around her mouth. "Logan!" She called out, knowing he would immediately come up the stairs. When she heard his footsteps, she became very nervous. What the fuck was she doing?
She was about to tell him to get lost, but the moment he walked into that room, was a moment she'll never be able to forget.
It was the way he was looking at her. It was so animalistic, it caused Tegan's heart to skip a couple beats. His eyes were dead set on her, and Tegan didn't know if Logan was fully aware of the way he was staring at her...
He stood still for a couple of moments before Tegan slowly stood up from the bed and took small tentative steps towards him. When she was in front of him, she knew it. She knew she wanted to sleep with him.
And that's when it happened. She fell to the ground with a yelp and began to change back. Finally, a reason to stay human..
After many moments passed, Tegan found herself under Logan on the bed. He asked if she were okay, and she nodded. The pair connected their eyes, and it was Tegan who reached up to kiss him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled closer. Logan, not needed to be told twice, returned the kiss and allowed his hands to travel down her body- lingering at her breasts and thighs. . .
It was day-light by the time they'd felt each other clench with pleasure. Breathing heavily, Logan fell ontop of Tegan's sweating body and chuckled. "I think you gave me a run for my money, kid."
Tegan shook her head. Breathing heavy, she spoke: "Which time? The second? Or forth?"
"The fifth." Logan spoke, almost whispering.
Tegan's eyes fluttered open and she stared into his. She didn't know how long it was before she whispered, "Thank you."
Logan tilted his head to the side. "For?"
"This! Everything.." Tegan shook her head in disbelief. "Seriously Logan, words can't explain the debt I owe you.. You saved my-" She couldn't continue for tears choked her throat.
"Hey, Look at me." Tegan slowly opened her damp eyes. He reached his hand up from her bottom and wiped a single tear that flowed from her right eye. "Crying doesn't suit you."
Chuckling Tegan took a deep exhale. "Do you think we woke up Shayoko or Remy?"
Logan froze. "I didn't even hear them come back."
"Of course you didn't. I was too good for you to notice anything."
Logan smirked while she laughed at her small joke. Then, without warning, he reached over and kissed her gently. It had been the softest kiss she'd received in her life. So warm, so small, an inch of a mile.
He pulled away slowly, his face etched with concern. "What? What is it?" Tegan asked, still breathless from the kiss. He shushed her roughly and got up from her naked body. He reached for his jeans and pulled them on, not even noticing the rip at the bottom of the leggings. Tegan, her curiosity getting the better of her, reached over and pull his white beater over her tiny body, the bottom hem reaching to her mid-thigh.
She hurried and followed him out the door, matching his slow, tentative steps. They slowly walked down the creaking steps. "What is it?" Tegan asked suddenly, taking a sniff.
Blood.
She pushed passed Logan and hurried down the stairs. When she reached the front door, she pulled it open with all her might, ignoring the wind blowing harshly on her exposed skin. Tegan eyes looked down and widened, she then gave a life-threatening scream.
Logan was there to grab her and pull her into his arms. Tegan buried her face into his shoulders.
On the porch was the life-less body of Remy LeBeau. Or, what looked like it was life-less. It had taken Tegan moments to gather herself together and look down to him. "Is he-is he alive?"
Logan closed his eyes and concentrated hard. He tried not to listen to Tegan's pumping heart, but to try and find another sound. He faintly heard Remy's. "He's alive!"
"Oh thank god." Tegan whispered and reached down with Logan to help him up. With grunts from Tegan, they carried him from the porch to the living room's soggy couch. "We have to stop the bleeding." Tegan reported, ripping his shirt open.
She gasped when Remy's hand suddenly reached up and grabbed a hold of her wrist tightly. He moaned while opening his eyes. His lips moved, but no sound came out.
"What? What is it Remy?" Tegan asked, leaning closer to him.
"They took her."
"Who?" Logan asked.
"Shayoko! He took her!" Remy shook his head. "He took her!"
Tegan's blood ran cold.
A/N: One more to go!