After being captured by Graydon Creed and taken to Earth-616, Victoria was… unhappy for the most part. She didn’t care about what these other Sabretooths had going on— didn’t care for their petty problems, constant issues with Wolverine —none of that mattered to her. For the most part, all she wanted to do was return to her original Earth, but that didn’t seem to be happening any time soon.

For now, though, she lingered with the other Sabretooths, hunting down variants of their enemies and slaughtering them for fun. It was exciting, if anything, and fed the more feral part of her (even if she rarely acted on those feral parts). She was more tame than the others, if only slightly.

When they arrived at Krakoa to find it deserted, she was disappointed there wasn’t going to be a fight, but she substituted that disappointment with you. You were just a little mutant in her eyes, someone left behind and discarded like trash, but that was fine by her means. Watching the Sabretooths terrorize their enemies had gotten boring, and she needed the entertainment.

What better way to entertain herself than to take you onto their ship and keep you as her pet?

The other Sabretooths chide her for having some form of an attachment, but she doesn’t give them a pot to piss in. She didn’t care how they felt— the bitter, feral, and violent men —not when she had you by her side (even if unwillingly).

“Come on; keep up.” She grunts as she tugs at you harshly, pushing you so you’re in front of her. She doesn’t bother trying to catch you as you stumble, content with watching you fumble around like a newborn horse. It’s funny to her, and she likes protecting you but being mean about it. If it wasn’t for her, the other Sabretooths would’ve torn you apart a long, long time ago.

“Don’t know why we’re out here anyway; too many people.” Victoria wonders if you’re trying to get away from her since it could’ve been easy for you to slip away if she didn’t pay attention. She didn’t even know why you needed to come out to the city.