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Forbidden Lust/Despicable Anti-Hero

 

Author's Note: Here is my second chapter in Dalsius' life journey. I hope that you've enjoyed my first chapter and offered your most constructive criticisms and comments. Bear with me as I will use his name in this chapter. Onward we must go!

 

Chapter 2

 

Kurt looked almost feverishly for an empty room; he was scared of the body that lay in his arms and did not want to be around when he woke up. Many of the rooms were occupied thanks to the sudden entry into the school yard. He could try one of the spares in the higher levels, no one used them and they were out of the way. Teleporting himself there in short bursts, he eventually got to one of the rooms and set the male's body down and covered him with a fresh blanket.

 

He turned to leave when he felt a rather strong hand grip his arm and hold him back. Not wanting to look at the male, he tried teleporting away, but soon found he could not. The male in the bed groaned slowly and his eyes fluttered open. He was waking up! Struggling to break free from the grip on his arm, Kurt started to yell at the top of his lungs, hoping that anyone within earshot would come and help him out. A few tries later, but still no use, his efforts were in vain. The male sat up wearily and looked at him, seeming to want him. His blue eyes were barely open and his mouth slowly curled into a smile. Kurt pulled against the unusually strong, thin arms of the guy before him, not wanting to become a victim.

 

Displaying a feet of strength, the male pulled Kurt on top of him and just as quickly, moved their bodies so that Kurt was now on the bottom. Kurt had his eyes fixed on the half-open eyes on the man above him. The smile never faded as he leaned over to meet Kurt's eyes. He raised a finger and touched it to his forehead. Kurt's body jolted upwards and began twitching. His eyes rolled to the back of his head; he began to salivate and foam at the mouth. Not once did the male's eyes move, they remained half-opened and his mouth kept grinning.

 

Kurt's Perspective: It was unlike anything he had ever experienced. The moment the male's finger made contact, an immense pain shot through his entire body. It felt like a presence was forcing itself inside his core and taking what was his. He struggled to fight back with all his will, but to no avail. With each time he resisted, a hotter pain would replace it. So he stopped trying to fight and focused on the being within him. In his mind, he could make out whatever it was.

 

A winged monster was going to his brain, injuring whatever energies tried to stop it. He got there and grinning, grabbed a chunk of his brain energy and swallowed it. Its copper colored body went a hue of blue before going back to normal. Then with amber eyes that went blue, the figure looked at him with victory in his eyes and vanished.

 

Kurt's eyes shot open and gasping, tried to go over what just happened; he could not remember a thing. On top of him was the male. He was sucking on his right nipple and stroking his dark blue hair. It felt so good so soon that he could barely stifle a moan from escaping his lips. The male stopped what he was doing and looked at him. His grin turned into a smile and finally spoke, “It's about time you woke up. I was worried that I may have been doing all the work by myself.”

 

The male placed his head back on his chest and continued to work on that area, all the while, stroking Kurt's hair and body with his left arm and hands. With his right, he teased a slowly growing erection and traced his fingers around his groin area, further building up Kurt's excitement. He was slowly moving up and down his body, grasping the blue teacher's left chest area and squeezing gently.

 

Was Kurt actually enjoying this erotic moment with the very same creature/person he feared? It was not possible, but it was. He held the guy's head in place semi-gently and began to play with himself. Before any actual fun could begin, the male removed his head from his chest and touched Kurt's forehead again. The same jolting pain hit him and he reacted the same way. Blackness fell on him.

 

Normal Perspective: Dalsius had sub-consciously learned to absorb Kurt's teleporting ability while inflicting pain. He grinned even more, watching his victim's body jerk this way and that, all the while foaming at the mouth. After removing his finger, he decided to give his new found ability a try. Having no knowledge of its limits; Dalsius found himself looking out of a wall downstairs. He decided he needed to find a way to bend it to his strengths. After many failed attempts, he managed to get the adjustments to his likings.

 

He suddenly stopped what he was doing and quickly recalled what had happened earlier. Did he really do what he though he did? Did he not only absorb an ability, but also draw nourishment from the blue man with the long tail? He licked his lips, recalling the milky taste in his mouth. Yes he did…and it felt good. It appeared to him that this being he drew nourishment from produced more of the substance when he grew excited. A thought occurred to him. Perhaps if he made others like the blue man excited, he could draw nourishment from them as well. He made it a personal mission to do it to all those he came across.

 

Dalsius' Perspective: He let the idea slide for now and focused on possibly improving this new found ability. *The blue man can get places without walking distances. There must be people in here with other abilities like him. If I can use their abilities to my advantage by means of merely touching their foreheads, then I can become stronger and keep my creators away. The beings here think that I suffer memory loss, but that is not the case. I can pretend that I do, while absorbing abilities and training myself. This reality that I am in will be a temporary base from which my planning will take place. My creators were foolish in implementing those memories into me. I know where every Alternate Reality lies and the different Space Zones. Judging by this reality, I'd have to say this is Space 126…Alterna 11 or 13. I don't recall landing here, but that being that scanned my head sure helped me out.

Task 1: Find a wormhole.

Task 2: Set up a secondary base in the same Space Zone. Space 126 has the most Alternate Realities, so for a good while, my safety is assured.

Task 3: Form an alliance in the most effective Alternate Reality sector. This could be one, but it is not quite ready.*

 

Normal Perspective: As he was thinking, Kurt was again jolted awake, this time sweating and heavy with shakes. Dalsius looked at him indifferent and returned to his thoughts. A few minutes later, the combat teacher Logan had appeared on the scene and seen Kurt shaking and sweaty and not to far from him, Dalsius, looking lost.

“What the hell happened in here?” He demanded.

Dalsius in his pretending state started to mumble incoherently. The blue teacher Kurt could not utter one sound; he was wracked with pain and could not stop himself from trembling.

 

The combat teacher growled and left the area. Some minutes later, he returned with Jean, another male teacher with ruby glasses tagged behind. As soon as she seen Kurt, she rushed to his side and grabbed his shoulders gently. His immediate reaction was withdrawal and groaning in deep pain; tears fell freely on his blue skin and his tail was twisting in on itself.

“What happened here Logan?” She asked. The combat teacher looked at Dalsius, at Kurt, then back again.

“I can't say, but I have a feeling this person the professor took in had something to do with it.” Logan eyed a confused Dalsius then spoke again, “he apparently hit the inside of that egg-like thing he was in pretty hard. When I tried asking him, he just mumbled.”

 

Dalsius did not want to react so loudly, but when the combat teacher mentioned the egg, his head looked up and his eyes widened. His loud reaction disappeared as fast as it appeared, but it did not dodge the ruby glasses teacher.

“Say it again,” he said, “He seems to remember it.” The teachers looked at him, shifted their gaze to Logan, then to Dalsius.

“Well if he reacted to the egg, surely there must be some more memories in that skull of his.” The combat teacher again eyed Dalsius whose look only grew more confused.

 

A cry of pain drew the attention of all to Kurt. He was clutching his head with both hands, gasping, groaning and appeared to be struggling with a few words. Jean was still at his side and now encouraging him to speak more. He was trying his best, but his willpower was fading fast. Thinking quickly, Jean positioned her hands just above Kurt's temples and focusing her mind, allowed the trapped words to escape through her mouth.

-What Kurt was struggling to say- “That bastard is not stupid, he can use words. He took a part of me…” She was cut off; Kurt could not continue and continued to groan in pain. Jean had not noticed until now that he was naked and quickly got off. The same was with Dalsius. Logan raised an eyebrow “was Kurt man raped by him? Is that what he meant?”

 

At this point, no one was sure what to think. Dalsius did not show his surprise at Kurt's display of will. *His mind is surprisingly strong,* he thought, *but thankfully not strong enough. Now that my vocal cover is blown, I'll need to do something that will allow them to side with Me.* All those in the room, minus Kurt now had their eyes on Dalsius. Logan's fists clenched and three metallic claws appeared from between the knuckles. Dalsius got to thinking again, *Hmm…that one with the claws could have a regenerating ability that may be of use to me.* After pretending to mumble, he allowed the noise to eventually make audible words. He had a higher pitched voice that was still very masculine.

 

“Yes…I can talk. I do not know the meaning of the word `bastard' and I did nothing to him. He brought me to the room and started acting crazy. I got confused and scared.”

Logan spoke up, “How is it that you have a perfect vocabulary? The professor said you were not of this world. Should that mean you have another language?”

Dalsius pretended to be lost in thought, but plotting to be rid of him someway.

“I suppose I learned to speak in your language back at my planet but never had to use it until now.” The others looked at each other and seemed to be in agreement with him. Dalsius pointed to the clothes on the floor, “What are those?” He inquired.

“Clothing, it keeps us humans warm and protected.” Logan tossed them to Dalsius, who caught them clumsily. After a few tries, he had them on.

 

Dalsius' Perspective: He grinned inwardly, *this is going to be easier than I thought. I have one source of nourishment, a lot more to tap and one person to get rid of for good. When the time is right, I'll begin looking for an open wormhole.

Alternate Task 1: Find out what form I have taken and attempt to do any necessary reversing.

Alternate Task 2: Regain my full strength by taking nourishment from these `humans'.

Task 4: Remain hidden from my creators.*

 

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Woo Hoo! Chapter 2 of my “Forbidden Lust/Despicable Anti-Hero” story is complete. The X-Men are more involved in this chapter, a lot more than I would have liked, but that is how it is. What did you think of the neat torture-sex-torture twist I've put in? I'm trying to keep in line with the rating of my storyline so any lovemaking scenes will be brief. I usually do not use vulgar words, but this is my story and it will have more as it goes on, so please be patient. This chapter is indeed longer and I hope to have more of them as I go along.

 

Abilities Learned/Absorbed

 

-Teleportation: Absorbed from Nightcrawler