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A Freak like Me	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38259 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter nor Xmen the fandom, Any of the Harry Potter characters or any of the X-men, and I am making no profit from this story.

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An: I'm sorry for the long break, but I got caught up with RL and other things and stuff. It's really inexcusable and i'm sorry but I have a new chapter and a new enthusiasm so hopefully it wont be another year before the next update. Your reviews have really helped keep this story in my mind, and i really appreciate it even if i didn't respond to all of them.

There's a little bit of sex in this chapter, but its not because two people are touching *wink wink*

Freak like me ch 14

I did not sleep. I knew that sleeping in an unknown environment was basically an invitation for pain. Because Archlight and Pyro both told me to sleep, I felt I couldn't ignore them. I pretended, latching onto Pyro's waist so he wouldn't leave. When Sabertooth came in, I was glad of my decision.

"I know you're not sleeping morsel." The beast growled but I refused to let my heart speed up.

"Your friend is though, Out like a light. So there's no one to stop me. Not that a weakling like him would be much of a challenge." I could feel him crouch down behind me, his matted hair brushing my face.

"Do you think he can protect you? Is that why you hold him so close? I don't believe it." He was amused; the dark rolling emotion was familiar. It felt as rancid as the breath drifting across my nose. I wondered how Remy withstood feeling such emotion from people. I couldn't feel the emotion as Remy could but the pleasure obtained by my fear or pain always burned when near me.

As if Sabertooth plucked Remy's name from my mind he said, "Is that why you stuck by the runt and my Cajun?"

I twitched, Remy belonged to no one.

"Oh yes, I bet you wouldn't hide behind them if you knew how weak they are. The runt, I beat him every time we meet. He's so small it's almost easy. And the swamp rat well let me tell you about him,"

A large shout –many voices on top of each other- cried out preventing him from saying more. He growled and ran off, waking Pyro.

"Was someone in here?" He grumped and I tilted my head at him. How could he have slept though something so terrifying?

The shout rang again and Pyro shot up. "What's that?" I shrugged but he was already leaving. I followed half to keep Pyro in sight and half out of curiosity.

Pyro rushed so quickly I almost lost him and had to use my ability to make him trip so I could catch up. He glared at me. "Do not leave me," I whispered viciously. He rolled his eyes but then helped me push to the front of the throng of onlookers. In the center of the people-circle Cedric was facing off with a large mutant who grew spines from his joints and threw them at the magical boy. Cedric dodged and rolled to his feet.

He sneered at the larger mutant which looked odd on Cedric's innocent face. The older mutant was a personality I knew well; he was obviously a 'guard', used to battle and enjoyed playing with Cedric.

I did not understand the point of this fight. Cedric was slow, he dodged the spikes but it was clear that these misses were intentional and if the larger mutant had wanted to pierce Cedric, it could happen easily.

"Why are they fighting?" I asked Pyro who was cheering and shouting at the two. He shushed me, making me sneer at him. As time passed I regretted more and more, leaving the manor with Cedric.

"End him!" the crowd roared together. Soon everyone was chanting it.

"End him!"

"End him!"

Pyro was swiftly caught up in the crowds enthusiasm and joined them, proving how fickle his loyalties were. I knew then that I was right to disobey The Professor and use my ability to control Pyro and keep myself safe.

I felt bad for Cedric, filthy, gazing up from the soil pitifully as everyone called for his execution. I almost stopped the large mutant's approach but remembered Mike's fate at the last moment. I couldn't make that mistake again. Not even for the boy who had saved me from the Wizards. The mutant walked toward Cedric with a swagger and a lazy death filled grin until he was close enough to kick Cedric in the side.

"Oh bad idea," said a female mutant on my right. It seemed that no one else heard her but me and she winked at me. That expression, only seen on Logan filled me with such longing it felt almost like a blow. Only the noise from the field of combat made me turn away.

Cedric grunted at the impact of foot meeting flesh and rolled while the crowd roared. My awareness, which had been on high since Pyro brought us to these mutants, picked up on a discharge from Cedric. The large mutant froze and then fell down next to Cedric, helping him up and begging for forgiveness.

"Oh Jesus, I'm so sorry! Are you hurt? Is anything broken?"

I grinned as the crowd hushed, the sudden silence unnerving.

"Was that one of your things?" Pyro said quietly. I glared at him. His voice had carried in the stillness and now mutants near us looked at me with too much curiosity.

"No," I said and the violence in my voice cowed Pyro. He winced when it became clear that his words caught the attention of several high powered mutants. Trying to control the sudden attention I turned it away, asking the female mutant on my right, "How did you know?"

She lifted an eyebrow, "I know because that's my ability. I know mutant's powers and levels and I knew he could control devotion with close enough proximity." Attention turned back to Cedric who was being lifted bridal style in the now devoted mutant's arms. They came to me and the mutant begged me "He says you can heal him. Please, I'll do anything."

Cedric smirked, comfortable being held in a way I never would be. "Of course," I whispered and the golden glow of my gift filled both mutants.

The deviousness I'd been able to set aside while Remy and Logan protected me had returned when I left them and I slowed down my gift in order to learn the feel of their abilities. If the female was right about Cedric's gift, then theoretically I would be able to use him to make that devotion benefit me. And of course, to prevent it from being turned on me. My devotion belonged to Logan and Remy and no one else. They had claimed me, protected me, soothed me, and I repaid them by betraying their trust and running.

Finished healing the few scuffs and scrapes Cedric had sustained, I released them and Cedric breathed an audible sigh. "Is that better?" The spine throwing mutant asked him, worry clear and present in his voice.

"Yes, thank you." Cedric said, smiling down at his prey. The older mutant blushed.

"Your ability is weird," the female mutant told me, "It doesn't feel like healing, and you're powerful, but not all that power is the same. It's like you have two abilities."

I bore down on Pyro when it looked like he would speak. Instead a pain-filled whimper escaped him that was overlooked as the mutants dispersed. "Sometimes," I whispered to her, "It's like I can tell what people can do too." It felt odd to lie when I couldn't alert Remy or Logan to my deception. She accepted it easy enough and, relieved, I turned back to Cedric.

"I have a name for you," I told him. Pyro perked up, and Cedric turned his attention on me. I could feel his ability roll over me softly, as though Cedric didn't really mean it. I let it take, not wanting to alert the female to more oddities. It was a gentle attraction; I wanted Cedric to like the name I thought up, wanted him to like me. It was easy enough to ignore and I knew it would go away with distance. The white hot glowing inside me snarled at Cedric's hold on me, pushing against the foreign control.

"Eros," I told Cedric blushing softly, "It's the Roman god of lust and love."

Pyro hooted, "You mean Cupid?" he laughed and I hissed at him, still under Cedric's grasp.

"No Eros is a powerful man, he played with normal's like normal children do toys."

"I like it," Cedric interrupted and the mutant who still held him agreed immediately.

"It's a great name, a powerful and beautiful name. It suits you completely," he told Cedric- now Eros.

"How long can you hold him, Eros?" a cultured voice asked from behind us. Pyro and I whirled around, he with much more noise, while I questioned my inability to feel Magneto coming. The cultured elder mutant terrified me. His attention sent shivers of petrified horror through me. The similarities between Magneto, The Professor, and the First Doctor stood out in sharp clarity but where The Professor had comforted me; Magneto represented all those things I feared about the First Doctor: the cold detachment, the emotional lack, and the calculating eyes. Truly, I'd rather be back with the First Doctor, at least I knew what he wanted, what he expected.

Cedric shrugged, "it depends on a couple of factors. If he gets too far away I'll lose him. If I ask him to do something he would never do normally, like cut off his own head, He'll be more likely to overcome me. He could snap out of it at any moment." With that Cedric asked to be set down and the mutant obeyed though he kept Cedric held tightly under his arm.

Magneto turned to the female near us, "Psylocke, Your input would be appreciated."

"Spike is a lower level then Eros so the Energy has a firm hold on him. It was a concentrated burst of intent so it should stay for some time, especially since Eros is renewing it every few minutes."

We looked at Cedric and he grinned a little, "I'm not doing it on purpose."

"Fascinating," Magneto said, "yes, I believe you will make a fine addition to our movement."

Pyro immediately jerked with jealousy, "when will I be able to prove myself?"

Magneto barely glanced at him, "With time." Pyro fumed.

"Come Eros, it is time to eat. Bring Spike." Magneto told them and Cedric left with a soft apology to me and Pyro, though I still have no idea why he was sorry. Psylocke turned and left with none of the confusing pleasantries with which these free mutants tended to complicated things and Pyro and I found ourselves alone.

"Well," Pyro grunted with attitude, "So want to have some fun?"

I sighed, it was clear that I couldn't leave Pyro alone or he would alert Magneto to my abilities in order to earn himself favor. "If you wish," I told him but then lit him up with pain, "But if you ever get so close to betraying me, I'll leave you like this until you die. It could take days." I released him when my point was made, happy that the sudden onset of such pain had rendered him unable to scream. I would have to remember that.

Pyro panted, and nodded, his eyes wide with fear and tears spilling down his cheeks. "Good," I told him forcing kindness into my voice. "I don't like having to hurt you." He leaned into me, letting me hold his weight while I petted his hair like I'd seen some of the guards do to their favored pets.

Behind Pyro, several mutants watched from the surrounding trees with various reactions and-watching them carefully- I gently kissed Pyro's neck, making him shiver.

"Now what fun thing did you have in mind?" I asked him and Pyro told me with much less enthusiasm.

"There are a lot of hot girls here," He began quietly, fearing my reaction. "I thought we could see if you could use your powers to make them feel you touch them without touching them."

This did not sound like fun to me. In fact I was sure neither Remy or Logan would approve because it sounded like something the 'guards' would have liked. But I had no better idea, and knew I needed to reward Pyro after causing him such pain, or it would become too much for him. The training I received and witnessed in the cages left me an expert in mind control and behavioral suggestion.

"There is too much risk," I told him and Pyro winced, "but I have another target in mind."

I drew him away from the auspicious lurkers and deeper into the forest. There I stepped away from him and allowed my ability free reign. I immediately took full control of Pyro's body, except for his face. I wanted to see his reactions. Causing pleasure instead of pain was unfamiliar but I knew intellectually that the process was similar. The neural paths were akin to each other, the conduits alike. I started out softly, testing and careful not to let Pyro make too much noise.

His response was surprised but favorable and so I continued playing. I experimented with him, taking enjoyment not from Pyro's pleasure but the control itself. Indeed I was the puppet master and the body before me helpless to my will. The satisfaction was dark and heady, addictive. I doubted Remy or Logan would approve especially as I knew my body and pleasure belonged to them. But, once started, I couldn't stop. Gently playing with the nerve endings I could make Pyro think there were hundreds of hands on him, touching him, pleasing him. I enhanced his arousal and held back his orgasm until he was begging me. It was all very fascinating to me. He hung there, in the open woods, begging for nonexistent touches.

Curious, I wondered how much pleasure would be too much. My power rolled through him, tricking his mind into thinking he was being fucked at both ends, by multiple partners. Most bodily pleasure was still unknown to me, Logan and Remy had only shown me the pleasure my body could provide for such a short time that I ran out of ways to torment Pyro.I toyed with Pyro until he had climaxed more than once. And then let him go as I was alerted to the approach of three mutants.

They came upon us with surprise that quickly turned to a lust that was more familiar to me. "Magneto wants you," One said to me, "Bring your toy."

X-men

Wolverine sped through the forest surrounding the manor, slashing tree trunks and absently chasing the sounds of prey. Remy watched him while sharpening his daggers. It was fairly easy to keep an eye on the feral because even wild, Wolverine refused to go too far from Remy. Clearly, losing two mates would be unacceptable. So Remy stayed close and lamented Angelous' absence.

Charles claimed Magneto meant him no harm and seemed sincere in his offer to return him but Remy didn't trust him. And if Le Chat so much as breathed hard near his angel Remy would gut him. He briefly envied Logan his escape into Wolverine, where emotion and fear were muted with instinct and natural drives.

Charles wheeled next to Remy on the lawn and sat in silence for a moment watching Wolverines frantic passing. "Eric has contacted me, letting me know that they are leaving tomorrow and should arrive in time for dinner." Remy nodded, not sure what response would be appropriate.

"When I inquired, he said Angelous was fine, healthy, and eager to return." Remy nodded again, relieved, and suspicious. Magneto would say he was healthy either way. Remy would only trust it when he could hold his angel in his arms and know for sure.

Wolverine approached them, leaning down to sniff at Remy and reinforce his claim in front of the retired Alpha. Charles watched with interest. "Can ye hear 'em like this Professeur?"

Xavier focused on Wolverine who jerked and snorted. "Yes, but his thoughts make little sense. He thinks in definite terms, mate, alpha, hunt, missing, and threat. It's very interesting and distracting."

Remy shrugged and resumed sharpening his daggers. Le Chat always accompanied Magneto to the Manor, mostly because Magneto enjoyed seeing their reactions and the stress Sabertooth's presence and threat posed on them. Le Chat kept them on guard and off their game, reinforcing Magneto's power over them. Remy hated it. Hated feeling as if Sabertooth would expose Remy's his weakness to those who's respect Remy valued.

"Our Wolverine is wild more often than I had hoped since he joined us. It is as if he doesn't feel safe here," Xavier mused.

"Non, 'em safe enough 'ere to really be 'em. Mon Lupe can really be free 'ere. 'e would never 'arm le chilies Professure." Remy told him. It seemed like Logan escaped into Wolverine more than normal but only because the past few weeks had been full of surprises and sudden fears.

"Will you return to the manor to sleep tonight?" Xavier asked after a contemplative silence.

Remy shrugged, he didn't know if Logan would be back by then, and the threat was external. Remy doubted Wolverine would cease his territorial watch for something as trivial as sleep.

Xavier only nodded, "I'll have Oruro bring you some blankets and food."

"Henri" Remy corrected, "Mon Lupe will like 'em better me thinks."

Xavier only hummed in agreement and wheeled away, back to the manor and civilization, leaving Remy and Logan to their impotent rage and fear.
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