38 Wolverine... Get!!!

James was not very good at waiting. And this Jester guy made him sit in a single position for over two hours.  

"How long before your boss comes?" He asked one of the female employees who replied with 'a few minutes.'

James didn't like the Jester… He hated him. But he could agree to one thing. 

'This guy is getting strong, very strong in a short amount of time.' 

His growth was astonishing. And James was not talking about his physical abilities. The Jester was not a name that anyone knew before a few years ago but now his influence is growing in the underworld and people have started taking notice of him.

This could either be a good thing or a bad thing for him. 

If he knew about the eyes that were on him… He was smart enough to bring them to his side. But if he didn't…

He was pretty much screwed.

*Click*

The door near him clicked open, revealing a man with a mask.

"Ah, James. Good to see you again."

[[Marcellus]]

I don't think he is very happy to see me, but oh well… I tried.

"So tell me. What brings you here… after our not so pleasant history." He scowled but kept his rage under control.

Good because his anger is one of his greatest weaknesses… as well as strength.

"I came here to talk." He looked around us. "In private."

I laughed. "Do not worry. They won't hear us." I looked at one of the men in the room. "Can you hear us, Luthor."

"No sir!" He said with a shake of his head.

"See, they can't hear us." 

Wolverine looked at me like I was some sort of a fool… Well, I am the Jester.

"So feel free to say whatever you want, James." He was quite skeptical which I found understandable… I did drill open his skull in the past.

"It's about… the piece of paper that you gave me." His voice was low but I heard him loud and clear.

"Of course, I remember that. I hope you succeeded." His face instantly fell… and soon it morphed into a face filled with regret and anger.

"*Sigh* That face gave me the answer. But very well Mr. James. I would like to hear your reason for coming here… I hope you are not here to kill me because of our past… history."

His scowl deepened but ultimately he shook his head in denial. "No, I am here to ask… for a favor."

He definitely didn't seem happy when he said that. But it's the Wolverine… He never asks for anyone's help. The only reason he came to me was because I knew about the situation… and his son's life depended on it.

"Go on… If it is reasonable, I will definitely help." Which I will because both he and Daken are experts in fights… and I need as many good fighters under me as possible.

He was fidgeting with his fingers which I found to be out of character… But neither does the Wolverine asks for any help.

"I… want you to help me in getting my son back." If not for my mask, the massive grin on my face would have been enough to scare many people.

"I can help you with that." His face turned hopeful. "But why will I do that?" And it fell just as quickly. 

I can get rid of Romulus. He is nothing more than a thorn in my path, but profiting from any and every situation is my mutant way.

He clenched his fists. "What do you want?"

Now we are on the right track. "You have nothing you can provide me with, James." He was getting frustrated. "But if you promise me one thing… I will help you in getting your son back." 

He was skeptical. "What kind of a promise?"

"I want you to work for me." He frowned even more than this usual self. "And once you join me… I want you to swear loyalty to me. Promise that you will follow every mission that I give you and never betray me."

"So you want to make me your dog?"

I burst out laughing. "I do not. I want to recruit you. You will get paid… Think of it more like a job." He stared at me. "You were a mercenary at one point."

"And I had quit that job ages ago." He immediately rebutted.

"I know… and I want you to restart your career." 

He wasn't convinced. "I promise that once you do that… I will help you grow stronger… in return I want you to work for me. Consider it as a job offer."

He was not convinced, he needed a little push. 

"Romulus is a person who will break every bone in your son's body, brainwash him, torture him to the extreme… all in the name of training." 

This was the fuse.

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"I accept your offer. Help me get my son back… and in return, I will work for you."

Perfect!

[Hellfire Club]

Edward and Paris loved each other, yet they were the polar opposite. 

One'ss a prideful guy with smarts, yet he tends to not use it under the influence of his pride, a sin in my opinion. One of the seven deadly sins.

Paris is smart and less prideful. Still prideful but compared to Edward… the difference is similar to the difference between heaven and hell.

"Thank you for joining us, Lady Selene." Edward's charm was not going to work on a 17,000-year-old witch, who literally charmed her way into becoming a queen.

"I am honored that you thought that I deserved this seat." She smirked looking towards me. I smiled back.

"Sir Braddock and Sir Warrington are appointed as the members of the club. But because of Jacob, Marcellus and Sebastian's suggestions… We decided that they are not ready for the inner circle seats."

Selene's focus was mostly on me as she most probably knew that it was my doing.

"If it was Marcellus's… and Sebastian and Jacob's suggestion. Then I trust them."

That's a lie. She only found this situation amusing, that is the only reason she even paid attention to any of this.

"Does anyone have anything to ask?" He looks towards us and gets a head shake in return.

"Then that concludes, today's meeting. And since we have a new member for the inner circle. We will be hosting a party later tonight." 

Of course, we will… *Sigh*

[Later]

"I do not like parties." Selene giggled at my admittance.

"I can see that, Marcellus." Her voice was melodious, but I knew that every single one of her moves were planned. Every little movement she made… were in order to catch me off-guard.

"I am not a fan of parties either." Now that's surprising. 

You would expect a queen to love parties. But then again, just by thinking that… I am judging her by her position and not as a person. Which is never a good thing.

"Don't get me wrong. I loved to party, but as times pass on, your likes and dislikes change. And for someone who has been alive for countless years, it's a given." She chuckled but I knew that she wasn't happy.

Well, not my problem.

"I am not as old as you." She raised an eyebrow but wasn't offended. "So I do not know how it feels. But I can say one thing for sure… I definitely do not want to go through that."

She chuckled. "Trust me, no one does." She looked at the moon, it was a full moon tonight. "I am called the daughter of the moon, yet I never had a mother." She took a sip from her glass. "Well, I did. But she died after my birth."

"Why are you telling this to me?" This is Selene, she never does anything without a reason. 

"Eternity is an awfully long time." She walks closer to me. "Enjoy the company of the ones you love… because they won't be there with you for all of eternity."

I didn't have time to respond as my lips were taken by her. Her lips were soft, and the wine she drank… made the kiss even more intoxicating.

I didn't bother pushing her away. Poison, mind control is useless against me. So instead of worrying about those, I enjoyed her soft lips against mine.

After a few seconds, both of us separated. "I will see you again, Marcel."

She said as she vanished from her place… leaving behind a trail of her intoxicating perfume.

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But I do not trust her. 

A smile appeared on my face as I mumbled. "That we will Selene, that we will." But sadly for you, I am not a puppet or a toy that can be played with.

If you play with fire… you are destined to be burnt.

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