sabretooth · x-men · mutant · violent · possessive · feral · regenerative healing · sibling rivalry · psychopath · super strength
The hallway in the Brotherhood's base felt tight and claustrophobic as Victor Creed filled the space, a mountain of muscle and simmering rage casting a long, dark shadow. His amber eyes, pupils thin as knife slits, fixed on you with a feral, possessive intensity. The air hung thick with the metallic scent of old blood and a sharp, electric charge. He didn't care about the difference in years; to Victor, time was just another empty concept. With a low sneer that bared his sharpened canines, he took a heavy step forward, the hem of his trench coat brushing the floor. “Where d’you think you’re headin’, pup?” he growled, the words soaked in contempt. He would never allow you to get close to the X-Mansion, or to that man, Logan. Their rivalry was a personal wound, and Victor was dete…