Summary: Victor Creed is recruited to the X-Men the same day a new feral mutant is brought to the school by her parents after being attacked. All because of greed chaos ensues when the new feral's attack is not what it was first made out to be, and Victor insists on taking the girl under his wing.

Disclaimer: I own nothing owned by Marvel, just the idea for the story and any original characters.

AUTHORS NOTES:

This is my second story for this fandom (sort of I've made this one mostly for the movies) and I hope it's not too bad. It's likely that some if not all of the characters are not in character, but I'm rather fond of it, especially as we move along. I hope everyone else is too.

Alright this is the last time I'm changing the catagory for this thing. It's predominately movie-verse so that where I'm sticking this thing. However some comic elements will show up. As such Sabretooth is sporting more of a comic look as apposed to the overly furry thing they had in X-Men, or Liev in origins. Logan and Victor are brothers. Rogue's a teenager as apposed to a teacher. However some predominately comic book characters may show up in the school for the need of filler characters so they're not completely in their own little bubble. Jean's alive as of now, the Liberty Island thing didn't happen Logan just showed up with Rogue in tow already sporting white in her hair, Sabretooth wasn't apart of the Brotherhood. ON WITH THE SHOW.

For those of you reading my other fanfiction I'm not abandoning it, I'm going to write them both don't worry.

Victor Creed scratched at his cheek lazily as he looked at the men in front of him. They were in a cabin in the middle of the woods, that he was surprised they'd found, let alone entered of their own will. It didn't have a whole lot in it and the weather outside spoke of snow that would block windows let alone the doors in a couple days. He'd been looking forward to being snowed in, he was going into town tomorrow to stock up so he wouldn't have to see anyone. Even for him killin' lost its flavor now and then, like a writer getting writers block. It happened even to the best of them, and for Victor killing was tasting really bland right about now.

The men?

One was Charles Xavier.

The other Erik Lehnsherr, or Magneto, or whatever the hell else the man wanted to go by.

The bald guy in the wheelchair (the former) was preachin' peace.

The tall silver haired fellow (the latter) was preachin' mutant pride.

Neither particularly appealed to the blonde haired beast of a man sitting in front of them. Both of them just wanted muscle for their cause, and he did have some to spare. He didn't like one over the other, not even with the knowledge of what each of them had done in the past. From the outside perspective he supposed Xavier was the "good guy" and Erik the "bad". Normally that'd be a vote toward Magneto, but he wasn't feeling it today. It was probably because of his current slump. His old friend Wolverine was with the X-Men, which could be exceptionally fun, but it could also lead to being stabbed repeatedly in his sleep, though on some nights that would not be unwelcome.

His amber eyes looked each man up and down.

Magneto's cause could initiate widespread chaos.

Xavier's cause wouldn't, quite the opposite, but Victor knew that just being there would cause all kinds of internal chaos, which he could see up close. It appealed to his ego in a way.

Magneto seemed like he wanted to be right out there in the open. Victor was not a man who hid, but you didn't go waving a giant sign that said "LOOK AT ME" when you were trying to do illegal things. Good way to get thrown in jail indefinitely, because you could never be sure that you'd actually end up on the winning side. Humans, as unremarkable as they could be, could also be unpredictable. He wasn't particularly keen on actually serving a couple of life sentences, since he would in fact be capable of doing so.

Then again he didn't play well with others, especially when they were up on their good guy pedestals, but they weren't exactly scampering about trying to take over the world. They were what they were, and that school of theirs still needed rebuilding so much they probably got discounts, but they stayed out of the way, far as anyone knew. They were saving the day, and still weren't waving around flashy metaphorical signs.

It was quality or quantity it seemed.

"Well damn, you two just promise fun times all around," Victor laughed as he eyed the men. In the end he figured he should pick a side, even if only until he was thrown off it. In any case the odds were decent that whatever side he picked, the other would still take him later down the road if only to have what the other side couldn't. Standing up, shoving some loose hair from in front of his face with a wicked grin Victor looked to Xavier saying, "Well I've never been a good guy before, guess you better sedate Wolvie-boy before you tell 'em the bad news."

"I'm disappointed in you Sabretooth, I thought you were at least smarter than your metal clawed counterpart," Magneto said before he turned and swiftly walked from the apartment they were in.

Victor took note of that.

He didn't like being treated like a child, let alone being compared poorly to the runt. The runt was not the original, he was just the sloppy seconds.

"Mr. Creed, if you'd like I can wait while you pack your… things… or make arrangements" Xavier said as he looked doubtfully around the threadbare, yet still somehow dirty, cabin. "Of course I can provide you with a furnished room."

"Yeah, we can leave it all, I'll just get new things for there and leave this place like it is," Victor said as he moved around and started shuttering and locking closed the windows. "My Harley though, gonna want that."

"There's room on the jet for that," Xavier said as he moved the wheelchair back and then moved over to the door, still open from Magneto's departure and waved to the man and women standing in front of the jet waiting for him. Beast, Jean, and Storm had agreed to come with him, and more importantly they were actually capable of keeping their promises to not make a scene if one didn't need to be made. They'd left Wolverine and Scott agreeing with each other in the hanger, which admittedly concerned Xavier to a point…

Still it was important that Erik didn't take advantage of Sabretooth and Wolverine's rivalry, hence their race and eventual debate for, and over, the man.

Xavier knew Victor might not have been a particularly good man, but he hoped that maybe with time he could… settle down.

Maybe if he proved to be safe around the children he could have someone to mentor, someone to pour his energy and knowledge into. It worked for Logan, whether or not he'd been willing at first. Logan proved to be a father figure to children who needed just that, someone the students could go to because he still seemed cool, but also someone they could lean on. Hopefully Victor could do something like that, at least be a teacher to someone.

Though Xavier was thinking to start Victor could do something with security or come up with danger room simulations for the senior teams…

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