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Post by Trevor Montez on Mar 30, 2012 6:11:22 GMT
The memories were painful, haunting, and never seemed to leave the lupine mutant's mind. It wasn't the abuse he face his entire life, not the treatment his family endured, it wasn't going into a feral rage...no those memories were the last things that came to mind. His mother's and sister's faces when they had been lying dead on the living room floor, covering in bruises and markings not just of human source. Trevor knew both himself and his father had been responsible but his father hadn't cared, he had fled and Trevor was left traumatized by the incident for two and half years, their looks of cold horror and pain clear on their cold, dead faces.
The sharp smell and feel of blood still haunted him as well, sometimes still feeling his fur covered in spots by the blood of his slain family. He had tried to block it out, to move on with his life but Trevor still had a hard time facing the fact of letting his father be the soul survivor besides him when it was him who should have been lying dead that night. Blood boiling at the thought even now as Trevor sat on one of the buses that traveled from state to state, having left the institute behind to track the man, his suppose to be father, down.
The short time he had been at the mansion he knew the X-men always said they didn't kill, not in cold blood. But did they try to apply that to everyone? Trevor couldn't see how nor did he really care to know how they planned to get that into every students' head. Sure didn't with him, though more like he chose to ignore it.
For now Trevor's gaze was fixed on the blurred landscape, the bus coming up to the train stop just short from where his small rundown hometown lie in the Georgia country side. Stepping off with a few other passengers Trevor gave a quick glance around before he strode off towards the dirt road, ignoring the bus as he it roared on and making his way towards the run down town, perhaps better then he had last been. It wasn't utterly run down like before but there was clear signs of poverty and some still trying to make a living here was still meaningless. But there was still the signs of rough times and high chances of violence to occur.
Though the town knew of who he was, what he had become and it was no surprise that they did. But it was the last thing on Trevor's mind, first making a stop to the old graveyard with a broken down fence and several old graves and some new. But his gaze was scanning for two in particular which when he spotted the names he was quick to move closer, brushing away dust that had collected as he looked at the graves of his now dead mother and sister, the ones who haunted his guilty thoughts the most. With a soft sigh Trevor looked at a patch of flowers growing in pinks, reds, and whites and picked enough for a small bouquet to lie on their graves.
It was a painful move but he knelt on one knee to remain there a moment, feeling his anger rising."I will make sure he pays, pays for what he did to you mom and Ita, to all three of us. I'll make sure he never walks this earth alive."He said with a deep growl, close to turning to his werewolf form just from his anger.
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 1, 2012 5:33:18 GMT
Jason sighed as he made his way towards Trevor he had noticed that the young man had seemed bothered by something and ever time Jason or another Teacher had brought the Topic up he normally had a reason to leave or change the topic. Even Logan had been unable to get anything out of the young man and the fact that Logan had noticed was saying something.
Jason had noticed when the young man had left and had quickly used his contacts from his time as one of the Four Emperors to keep track of the young werewolf. And had arrived shortly after the wolf did Jason had been able to gather a lot of information from his contacts and had discovered the fate of Trevor's Mother and sister also about the young mans father and Jason couldn't help but shake his head. He could remember the day he had dealt with his own father he could still remember the sound his father's ribs had made when he had shattered them. He shook his head as he moved towards Trevor who had shifted to his were wolf form.
Jason sighed as his cloak moved with each step he took as he got close to the young wolf he had already gathered why he was here. Trevor most likely blamed his father for what happened and was probably gonna kill him. Jason had been able to gather this through the boys personalty and some small amount of his past Jason had gathered. He waved as he came up behind the young Lycan. "I trust you have a good reason for leaving with out telling anybody and I really want to hear it". Jason said this with a slight seriousness to his voice so that Trevor would pay attention to this conversation and not just brush him off as Jason was not in the mood for it.
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Post by Trevor Montez on Apr 1, 2012 5:48:06 GMT
Hearing someone come up behind him Trevor at first ignored them, that was until he heard Jason's voice being quite serious. At first the werewolf mutant didn't say anything, staring at the graves of his mother and sister for a long few minutes before finally turning to look at the older mutant. "Yea to finish a job that I failed to do two years ago. Now if you want to lecture me teach then go ahead, I'm tired of hearing I should be more open to everyone." He said in no mood to explain his actions.
Turning to his werewolf form Trevor merely glared at Jason, not paying much attention to his now ruined shirt and shoes, which were bound to be ruined when he shifted. "I don't know how you tracked me anyhow but I am asking you to mind your own business and let me just get this over with." he said trying to step around his teacher. Though it did make him wonder why Jason had bothered to follow him and how he had even known where to look, but of course many X-men had secret contacts which weren't known. He wouldn't doubt Jason was one of them.
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 1, 2012 8:05:57 GMT
Jason didn't think much of Trevor looking at him at least until the werewolf changed and fixed him with a glare. Jason didn't take that to kindly and gave Trevor one of his own a glare that was know to say he was pissed Jason didn't like this the Kid was acting just like that a kid a strand of his dark orange hair was near his head but he just let it hang their as he glared at Trevor. "Of course it's my business when something has the potential to blow up and hurt the school. If your caught it won't matter what you thought you were doing all they'll see is a Mutant killing someone. Jason didn't allow his Glare to die down as he took a step forward.
Jason wasn't impressed with the Kid's reaction to Jason's being their to lecture him about opening up more. If Jason didn't already think the kid was a tad mental this just sealed the deal killing someone was different and if you knew them even worse Jason knew from past experience what it was like and decided to speak. "Oh I was able to do a lot more then track you ya see unlike the other teachers my contacts are a lot better and through them I was able to put together why your here. So tell me what makes you think I'll just step aside and let you do it. Jason said this his tone only growing harsher his eyes and face betraying no hint of emotion. It was something he hadn't used in years not since the end of his days as an Emperor this wasn't the Sleeping Dragon it was what happened when he woke up Trevor would have to deal with the Ace of the West Or as his alias called him The Dragon of the Apocalypse the man who faced three other Omega level mutants and killed them walking away after it.
Jason was ready to see what Trevor would do how he would react to this challenge to his revenge Jason hoped that they could work it out of his system with out having to make the boy a killer. Jason knew that Trevor was better then that hell Jason was ready to do the deed himself he already had enough blood on his hand to fill a swiming pool another few liters didn't seem like much.
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Post by Trevor Montez on Apr 1, 2012 8:18:29 GMT
Stopping Trevor looked towards his suppose to be teacher, about to tell him off about not really giving a shit about the school. He had made his own decision and there wasn't much he would be losing, least in his mind's eye he wouldn't and far as Trevor felt he had no friends like the other students did. Though this time something seemed much more different with Jason.
Ears going back from what Jason said next made Trevor turn to face him fully and was ready to show Jason a thing or two to get him to leave. But his town made the werewolf mutant uneasy, the slight fear showing briefly in his expression before being concealed behind his stubborn and angry mask. But deep down there was also the feeling of his stupidity and resentment that had built up over the years were clouding his true judgement which made this all the more to make it a dangerous situation.
But finally he spoke, this time biting back his anger."And like it would matter if you figured it out? I only came here to rid of one man and that was it why can't you just stay out of this for once and let it be done?"He asked bluntly though not quite showing his fury, struggling to hold back his growing anger which was close to the brink of him losing to his aggressive feral self. But it was something he wanted to avoid.
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 1, 2012 8:42:03 GMT
Jason couldn't help but allow his Glare to grow more intense at what the boy had said and when the boy turned to face him. Jason noticed the fear his eyes held breifly when he spoted the town and Jason was more then ready to use it. Jason allowed his eyes to drift over the names of the grave that Trevor had been kneeling at before he noticed the names and remembred them as Trevors mother and Sister. He allowed this information to dwell in his mind for a second before he spoke. "It's never right to kill someone Trevor you belive it's for the right reasons now but what happens when someone else falls into that catagory and you kill them then another. Then that line starts to get a little faded and you become the one thing you don't want to be a Monster. Jason never allowed his eyes to leave the young wolf as he kept going.
Jason saw the flowers and used that next. "Do you think that they would want you to do this. Allow yourself to slip and kill someone bringing shame to their memory just because you feel bad?
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Post by Trevor Montez on Apr 1, 2012 8:50:23 GMT
"I'm already a monster from the beginning,"Trevor merely remarked before he followed Jason's gaze to the two graves, listening to the older mutant for a moment before actually taking those last bit of words to sink in. For the first real time in a couple years Trevor considered it more, thinking about the past of how he had always put his mother and sister before himself and tried to keep them safe, tried to not let his resentment and anger show towards his father. But now look at what he had done.
As much as Trevor hated to admit it Jason was right in letting his emotions get the best of him and had run off blindly to finish something that was pretty much meaningless. "Guess you make sense for once teach, I was being selfish and stupid without really thinking of what I was doing." He said with a reluctant look and taking a deep breathe to calm himself a bit to not let the feral instincts kick in. "I've hate my father so much for being the abusive bastard he is but he never was worth it...least not anymore."
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 1, 2012 9:37:54 GMT
Jason allowed his glare to lessen but still didn't lower his guard he had learned from past experience he mentaly sighed sometimes his life sucked when he thought about it. A lot of people tried to kill him but he couldn't help but look at the young man. Jason smiled as Trevor seemed to stand down and Jason allowed him self to relax slightly. Jason placed a hand on Trevors shoulder before he spoke "No matter what you think Trevor your not alone you have people who will help you though this and as I said you may not think it but you have freinds.
Jason's right hand came out of his cloak and offred Trevor a long coat to ware over his ruined clothes as he turned to walk with the younger man towards his car. "Trevor if that man never acted like it then he isn't your father just a gentic forebarer. Jason waited for Trevor to get ready before he would lead them to his car so they could leave if this was done. Jason chuckled slightly as he waited and looked at Trevor before speaking "Besides i'm sure if you wanted you could find a father Figuer for your self I hear Logan's a good chocie though I don't know if Kitty would share"
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Post by Trevor Montez on Apr 10, 2012 4:49:36 GMT
Trevor merely nodded as he took the long coat though didn't put it on yet, following Jason back towards the path leading to where they could leave. "Ehm I'm good without a father figure for now teach, I'm not exactly looking to find another 'father'." He said with a shrug since looking for a father figure never occurred to him. In fact not much had occurred to him for change since he had always been so focused on somehow making his father pay for what he had done and caused in the family.
Though as they were passing a few houses Trevor was breathing in and stopped in his tracks, taking a deep whiff of an all too familiar scent.And it was fresh. Turning his gaze to a run down town story house, narrowing his eyes slightly as he just barely made out a man passed out on the couch of the house and feeling his blood boil. "This is my house..."He said with a strained, angry tone as he looked at the unkept yard, paint chipping off the house and in a need of desperate work. It just made him more annoyed his father was so lazy and that they were even related.
"Jason just once, let me give him some form of pain, something to live with for the rest of his miserable pathetic life." He said with a deep hatred that ran to his core of wanting to rid of the man. Just another of those who found pleasure in making others suffer and to have some form of power, all for sick satisfaction.
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 10, 2012 5:11:55 GMT
Jason couldn't help but sigh as he and Trevor walked and when the young man stopped and began to smell the air Jason got a bad feeling in his gut about what was about to happen. And shortly after the feeling came Jason was proven right as Trevor turned to face one of the houses that were around and he looked at the run down town story house and when Trevor said that it was his house Jason's hand was on the boy's shoulder holding him in place so he could charge in and attack the man in what Jason could easily tell was a barley controled rage.
Jason sighed as he pulled Trevor beside him and gave the building a once over he was about to tell Trevor to just let it go before giveing the house a once over. Jason couldn't really belive that the man had made children live her and figured that he could probaly use a good beating but Jason wouldn't allow Trevor to dirty his hands with the man he wasn't worth it. Jason on the other hand his hands were already soaked in blood and beating the hell out a drunk seemed like a good way to spend sometime.
Jason sighed as he walked by Trevor towards the door."Alright Fine you wait here i'll go talk and before you complain this is smater as your Father will beable to I.D you me on the other hand no such luck. Jason reached the door and knocked he figured he'd give the guy atleast some warning before hitting him.
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Post by Trevor Montez on Apr 10, 2012 5:26:02 GMT
Looking towards Jason when he held him in place, Trevor was about to remark he wouldn't kill him at least but shock showed when Jason himself headed to the door. Where teachers even suppose to do that? Were they even allowed? At this point the lupine mutant know and really didn't care, punishment was punishment and either way he would be happy to know the supposed father would get some justice. "Teach, give him hell is all I have to say." He said as he watched, seeing his father jolt awake slightly.
On other circumstances it might have been funny to watch someone jolt awake and look stupid, but considering who it was Trevor wished his father might have hurt himself somehow when he did it. Grumbling could be heard from inside as Sam, Trevor's father, stood and came to the door, opening it with an irritated snort. "And who the hell are you?"He asked in agitation, his gaze briefly seeing past Jason and squinting slightly,"What you the social services having a parental visit."He said with a mocking laugh but jumped when Trevor gave a quick unamused growl.
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Post by Jason Stormbringer on Apr 10, 2012 7:34:11 GMT
Jason didn't have to wait long after he kncoked for the door to be opened by judgeing by the smell could only be Trevors father Jason looked over his shoulder at Trevor and pointed his thumb at the man. His eyes sending the question are you kidding my but he quickly turned as the man spoke to him and Jason couldn't help but narrow his eyes at the mans rude greeting. Jason sighed as the man jumped at Trevors growl before doing what he had decided to on the walk up to the door.
Jason sighed as he slowly brought his hand back and delivered an open Palm strike to Sam'schest sending him into his house with enough force send him back onto the couch before walking in after the drunk and slameing the door behind him advanceing on cracking his knuckles as he went. "So you like attacking little kids huh well I like attacking assholes like you"
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Post by Trevor Montez on Aug 29, 2012 5:41:19 GMT
A slight grunt came from Sam as he slammed onto the couch, looking back at Jason with a slight shocked expression for a moment. Though anger soon replaced his shock,"And why the hell does it matter to you? Your going on about something that happened a long time ago before that little runt ran away, he wasn't even worth having around here from the start."He said in obvious agitation of having to recount the brutality he had done to his 'family'. But he really didn't seem to care.
Outside Trevor had come closer to the window to see what was going on, and to listen better of what was said. But he narrowed his eyes at what his father said, knowing the man wouldn't understand the true pain he put him and his now deceased mother and sister through as much as he wished it. At times like these Trevor sometimes wished he could have a power to induce pain upon others or just cause pain in general with his own bottled up anger. Yet he had kept it all in check unless in the danger room for practice sometimes.
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