Percy stood in front of the mirror and tried not to fidget like a little kid. He was wearing a suit. A very nice, very expensive, very uncomfortable suit. He hated suits. On top of that his hair looked like his mom had done it this morning (which may or may not be true) and he generally looked like a dork. It took every once of willpower he had not to mess it up.
Instead he paced around the very small room, his mind going a mile a minute. He kept thinking 'It's happening. Oh my god, it's really happening.' over and over again.
"You're not getting cold feet are yah?" said a familiar voice from the doorway. Ripping Percy violently from his thoughts. (Well, thought)
His face broke into a grin, he went to hug his friend "Luke." he said "We were worried you weren't gonna make it."
"You look like a loser." Luke replied "Here." he ran his fingers through Percy's hair and adjusted his shirt a bit. When Percy checked the mirror again, he still looked way to formal for his liking, and the pants still itched in all the wrong places. But at least he looked something more like himself.
"You didn't think I'd miss this, did you?"
"What time'd you get in?" Percy replied
"Uh, just now, actually. I had to take a cab and there was traffic on-"
"You took a cab from Washington D.C.? The fare must've been insane."
"Well does that mean I can get out of getting you guys a present?" Luke suggested
Percy laughed "Not a chance. Did you visit your mom like you planned?"
Luke's face fell.
"I take that as a yes then." Percy supplied
"She's not getting better. If anything she's getting worse. It was like she was looking right though me."
"Ah, man, I'm sorry. I should've mentioned it."
"Don't worry about it." Luke said. But for a moment he didn't say anything and Percy could tell there was a lot weighing on him. Not just his mom, either, Percy wondered if things had gone alright on his trip to Washington. Then Luke clapped his hands and put on a smile again like he didn't have a care in the world.
"But enough about that. You little runts are finally tying the knot. Let's talk about that."
"Oh, actually, could you do me a favor?" Percy asked, picking up a small boy from the table "For obvious reasons, I've been locked out of Annabeth's dressing room. Would you mind running this over to her? It's her, uh, something new." He handed the box to Luke.
"Sure, no problem." he turned to go "Oh, and Percy? Don't play with the bowtie. If that comes out it'll take forever to get right again."
"You're telling me."
Luke went down the hall and found Annabeth in a very different state then Percy. He had been pacing around, trying not to freak out or do something stupid, Annabeth was standing almost too still in front of the mirror, admiring her wedding dress and lost in thought. she almost didn't notice when he came in. Then she smiled and hugged him, just like Percy had.
Annabeth looked beautiful in her wedding dress. Her golden curls were pinned back in some fancy up-do. She wore a diamond pendent and a bracelet with a blue stone on a black cord, but otherwise no jewelry. Even though he knew she hated make-up she was wearing a modest amount, just enough to bring out her best features.
"How'd things go in Washington?" She immediately asked "What did the Senate say?"
His expression must've given it away because then she said "Oh, not good huh?"
"Kinda the opposite of good. But let's not worry about that right now." Luke said
"Well . . . what did they say? I mean, we can't just expect them to jump on the mutant bandwagon right away but . . ."
Luke sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Couldn't these two just babble about what flavor cake they were serving?
"Well, it might've gone alright but then this one Senator, Senator Octavian I think, he made this big speech about how dangerous mutants are. He turned everyone against me. He said mutants should be registered. That way if a mutant went to apply for a job, say, the boss would know they were a mutant."
"And have total right to not give them a job on that fact alone." Annabeth concluded
"It was open to the press. I froze. I . . . I messed up. And now a bunch of mutants are gonna pay the price for it."
Annabeth took his hand in hers "Well, we just have to look at this as one bump in the road. Going public was going to have negative consequences. We knew that. But the masses would've put it together eventually anyway. At least we went to them on our own terms. It'll work itself out. It just has to."
Luke smiled. He'd been expecting her to take this a lot worse. Maybe there was an upside to telling her on her wedding day.
"Oh, hey." he held out the box Percy had given him "I just saw Percy. He wanted me to give this to you. He said it was your something new."
"Oh, God, he's kidding." she said when she opened the box. She showed it to him and inside were two silver owl earrings. Luke laughed.
"How tacky can you get for a wedding?" she remarked
"Well, at least you don't have to worry about your something blue." Luke commented
"Oh, God. Don't get me started." she said. The whole reception hall, Luke had glanced at in on his way in, was decked out in various shades of blue with just a few splashes of white here and there to break it up because Annabeth had insisted on it.
"You know, I let Seaweed Brain put together the sound track, for the reception. He wanted it to be a surprise or something. And if it never once plays 'Under the Sea' I'm going to be extremely surprised."
"You let Percy put together the whole sound track?"
"Well I had Rachel look it over and make sure there wasn't anything too appalling on there." She said "Oh, and look at this." she held out her wrist with the bracelet on it.
"Sally was just I here and said it could be my something old and something borrowed. She said Percy's father had given it to her when they were on that beach. You know she really is a sweet lady I'm glad she's going to be part of my family."
"Yeah, she is." Luke agreed "You're folks come in last weekend right?"
"Yeah." was all Annabeth said. Her relationship with her father and stepmother was . . . complicated. But Luke knew she'd be upset if they weren't there.
"Oh, hey." Annabeth said suddenly, she went to a coat that was hanging on the door behind him, fished something out of the pocket, and handed it to him. "Could you give this to Percy? I have no idea if it'll fit but it's worth a shot."
"Am I basically going to be a delivery boy between you two all day?" Luke commented
"Oh, not all day. Just for, like, the next hour." Annabeth replied "Now c'mon. Get out of my room." she pushed him through the door.
Once Luke was gone and Annabeth was by herself she took a deep breath. 'It's happening. It's really happening.' She thought
She went back to looking at herself in the mirror. Her dress was lacey and showed maybe a bit too much cleavage. It had selves and fit tight in the tummy. She could never believe how much of a fuss everyone made about impractical things like her make up and jewelry. It was just a wedding. Not like she was being crowned Queen of England. But for some goddamn reason, now that the day was actually here, she felt it impossible to tear herself away from the mirror and looking over every stupid dental of her face for the millionth time.
She picked up the owl earrings Luke had brought over and sighed "Aw, hell." she said and put them in.
That was when she heard the gunshots.
They were followed by screaming and sounds of panic. Annabeth immediately ran out of her room to see what was going on. She looked up and down the hall frantically, her heart pounding in her chest. She ran for the reception hall because it sounded like that's where the shots had come from. When she got there she didn't feel any better.
The whole wedding party and all the guests had been corralled together by about a dozen masked people with machine guns. Annabeth spotted bullet holes in the ceiling, apparently to scar them since Annabeth didn't see anyone dead or injured yet. Percy was in the front of the crowd, trying to ask them why they were here, what they wanted. But they didn't seem to be listening.
"You abominations think you can do whatever you want. This wedding is an outrage! We will nip your kind in the bud, not wait around for you to reproduce and come at the humans!" one of them snarled
Annabeth felt like she'd had the wind knocked out of her. These people didn't want anything, they just wanted to kill mutants.
Her mind started racing. No one had noticed her yet, there were only seven of them in headcount, maybe she could sneak up on them. If she could get one of those guns for herself, or at least make a diversion . . . Then Percy caught her eye. He didn't look as scared as the rest of them, and he gave her the tiniest shake of the head.
No. Don't do anything stupid. Just get yourself out of here before they see you. He seemed to be saying
But Annabeth couldn't just sit by. Who knows what these monsters would do. But then it was too late, one of the monsters looked behind themselves and noticed her standing dumbstruck in the doorway. Why hadn't she moved? She was out in the open, of course they'd see her. Stupid.
She put her hands up and cooperated as they put a gun to her back. She thought they'd lead her to the rest of the crowd but them one of them said "I guess it's a safe bet this one's the bride. Least that's one we don't have to weed out."
"You're right." said the one with a gun to here "On your knees."
Annabeth didn't say anything and knelt. The gun remover itself from her back but she knew it was still trained on her. That, and at least, three others if she tried anything.
"Witness the first of the Cleansing." one of the monsters said
Then all then there was a rattling sound from above and the fire sprinklers exploded. This distracted the monsters enough that they didn't notice when it happened again from below the piping burst and nailed two of them in the face. Annabeth took her chance and bolted for Percy.
"Grover, Rachel, get everyone out of here!" He was yelling "Luke, take Annabeth to safety!"
"What? No! I'm not leaving!"
"Annabeth please! I'll handle these losers! Just go." he shoved her into Luke who rushed her out of the hall just as the toilets exploded.
Annabeth kicked and screamed as Luke carried her back to her dressing room. Then Luke stood between her and the door and wouldn't budge to let her through. She was crying and pounding on his chest.
"Please stop it, Annabeth." he said softly. This was the first time she noticed he was crying "I don't like it either, but we owe Percy this. You know he couldn't stand it if you got hurt. My God, this is all my fault." he started to cry harder and she stopped struggling. She couldn't stand to see Luke cry, even after all the times she's seen him break down it still felt like someone closing a fist around her heart. She hugged him and they stayed quit until they heard Percy cry out in pain, followed by the sound of a huge wave crashing.
Annabeth tore past Luke and raced into the reception hall. Percy was on the floor, a pool a blood slowly seeping out from his head in a demented halo. Most of the monsters were gone, only two were left. Without even thinking about it, Annabeth grabbed a knife from one of the tables and somehow sliced one the monsters throats open. She grabbed their gun and shot the other one in the face.
She ran over to Percy and fell on her knees. She put his head in her lap and started to sob.
"Oh, Christ." Luke cursed when he saw
"Don't just stand there!" she snapped "Call an ambulance or something!"
"It's already here. I - Oh Jesus." Rachel Dare said as she came back in, Annabeth thought vaguely that she shouldn't be in here. But she really didn't care right then.
Rachel came and knelt next to them. There was a bullet hole in Percy's shirt, it was bleeding badly. Rachel put her hand over it, her face was white as a sheet. Annabeth knew Percy and Rachel used to be a couple. She'd been friends with them the whole year they were together. And even though they'd moved past that and even become great friends, she had always been a little jealous of Rachel because she knew she was Percy's 'first'. But right Annabeth was glad to have Rachel there. She was hurting, the same as Annabeth. She placed her hand on top of Rachel's and they cried together.
(Sometime earlier that night)
Jason was really annoyed when he got woken up from a nice nap to his cell phone ringing. He grouped around and grabbed his phone off the nightstand without opening his eyes.
"What? He mumbled into his pillow
"What up, Blue Bird?"
He groaned "Next time, I'm picking the code names, Reyna."
"No, stupid, it's not Reyna, it's -"
"Reyna, I'm tired. I really don't want to do this. Can you just tell me what's up?"
Clearly that was the wrong thing to say because he would swear he could HEAR her glaring at him, through the phone. God, how did she even do that? He decided he didn't want to know and just went along with it.
"What news, Mama Bear?" he said with a sigh. He still hadn't opened his eyes.
"I found us a nest." She said, Jason opened his eyes "Get your ass down to the Lincoln tunnel. Oh, and make sure you record the news tonight."
"Who the hell records the news?" She was glaring at him again. "Of course you do. Meet you down there." he hung up, looked out his window, and started
"When did the sun go down?"
(Slightly later that night)
Jason landed at the Lincon Tunnel in only a slightly better mood then when he woke up.
"Hey." His girlfriend Reyna kissed him hello "You ready?"
"Yeah, lets get this over with and go to bed. I'm tired."
"You woke up like fifteen minutes ago."
"What's your point?"
He wrapped his arm around her waist and flew off. They landed on some low rooftop where they could keep an eye on this random alleyway easily. according to Reyna they would be keeping tabs on who came in and out of the backdoor to a sports bar. After a certain number were inside they'd wait for an opening, and kill everyone inside. Easy.
See, Reyna could do this thing where she was totally awake 24/7. Even when she was asleep, it was not s good idea to try and sneak up on her. He knew that from experience. Jason could do that to, they'd both been trained to be on constant alert, and have reflexes that could kill someone if you weren't thinking about it. But last week one of their targets had shot him with some kind of tranquilizer dart. He'd been out in a heartbeat and spent four whole days in a sticky, drug induced sleep. If Reyna hadn't been there, he would've been killed. Then again, that wasn't really anything he wasn't used to. Reyna and he were always saving each other, it'd just become a normal part of their relationship.
But since the dart thing, he wasn't real eager to go head first into another nest of mutant haters. Monsters, as they were commonly called. The mutant community had only recently been unveiled. But in actuality there had been mutants for a long while now, wherever mutants were, there were sure to be monsters not far behind.
Their job was simple. Protect the mutant community by killing the monsters, hopefully before they went to far.
"Here." Reyna said, handing him a cup of coffee "Triple shot. We've got to wait until we know their all in there anyway. So you can either lay down and I'll wake you up when it's time to bust skulls or you can drink that and pretend to be in a good mood."
"I'm always in a good mood with you." Jason kissed her cheek and put the cup down "Plus I'm not a hundred percent sure that wouldn't kill me." he added
"I might've brewed it with a can of monster instead of water."
"Is there something you're trying to tell me here?" Jason said with mock hurt.
Reyna smiled playfully.
"So how many do you think there are total?" Jason asked
"I'm not sure but I estimate about two dozen." She replied "This place is a sports bar, lots of poker tables, people ranting. I scouted it out last night while you were asleep. For the most part it seemed harmless, just some people ranting and saying rude things, they were drunk and I could tell they wouldn't say it normally. But then there was this one booth where all the guys were sober. They ordered beer and chips and stuff to not look suspicious, but no one was drinking anything. They were all talking hush-hush and looking at news papers and watching the news on TV. They were serious. I heard one guy mention masks and bullets he was keeping at his house. I asked the bartender and he said one of the guys was his brother-in-law, he owns the shop. If they're planning anything sketchy. They'll be meeting here tonight."
Jason whistled "When do you have so much time to do research?"
"You can sleep for about as long as I can stay awake. You do the math."
They sat there for about an hour or so. Talking and playing little games to pass the time. They were used to spending a lot of time together, it just came with the job. That's probably why it was so common for partners to date. After staying up together all night so many times, it was almost impossible to not like each other.
Jason was finally starting to nods off on Reyna's shoulder when she stood up and said "Look."
Jason gazed down and saw about five monsters, all soaking wet. Running and panting down the alleyway they used a special knock on the door (Which he and Reyna had already learned) and slipped inside.
"This is it. There're two left out there. C'mon, it's the perfect opportunity." Reyna said
"Why were they all wet?"
"Maybe they fell in the river."
Jason wrapped his arm around Reyna and lowered them down to the ground. They used the special knock and someone opened the door.
"Hi." Reyna said. Then she punched him in the face.
Reyna made sure the first one was unconscious. Then they forced their way inside. Reyna pulled out her guns and Jason unsheathed his sword. Say what you will about a sword being out of date, but Jason liked them. They were a weapon that required skill. Any idiot could fire a gun but it took training, balance, timing, and bunch of other things to use a sword properly.
There were a group of about twenty people huddled around a table. Three of them talking at once.
"You didn't tell us he could use control water."
" We looked like a bunch of idiots."
"And where are Martha and Jerry? I'm worried."
"Quiet." Said the one at the head of the table. He was huge, bulging forearms, even though he could've been fifty, gray hair, and was smoking a cigar. "You all know why we do this. To protect our own. To protect our children. They are monsters, abominations, walking amongst us. We will cleanse out city!"
"Yeah, Moe, we know, but-"
"Silence." Moe said "We are in a war. We must be willing to make sacrifices."
"An interesting concept." Reyna said suddenly in front of them "But I wouldn't call it a war exactly. That implies both sides have an equal chance of winning."
She raised her arms and blew two guys heads off at the same time. At the same time Jason made his move. He came up from behind one monster, cut it's head clean off, and stabbed right through two others in one stroke.
Then the other got over their shock and made for their guns. Moe was the only was actually armed at the table. That's the thing about monsters. Once they're in their nest they assume no one could ever find them, so they let their guard down. Moe tried to shoot Reyna but she dodged and shot him in the head. Jason stabbed another one through the spinal cord before he could reach his weapon. Reyna fired another three shots, then flipped the table up and ducked behind it.
Jason stabbed one more in the kidney, before he could load it's gun, then cut off another's hand. Somehow Reyna'd gotten a knife. She threw it and it landed dead center of the forehead. Then their surprise advantage was gone. The monsters had loaded their guns and were ready to fight. Now came the fun part.
Reyna ran out from behind her table, she did a flip to make herself a harder target. When she landed, she grabbed the head of one guy and snapped it like a twig. She kick another in the face and ducked low to avoid the bullets of a third, which made it easy for her to sweep-kick their legs out from under them and slice their neck open. She fired another shot, and blew one more head off.
Jason, meanwhile, avoided getting shot the old fashioned way. By hiding behind a bar. He knew Reyna could probably take all of them out if he just let her. But then she'd have bragging rights. He HATED it when she had bragging right on him. She never shut up!
But he also knew swords at a gun fight weren't the best choice. Oh, well. Guess he'd be doing this the boring way.
He shut his eyes and focused on the air in the room. Willing it to be pushed out, like a vacuum. Everywhere except where he was. He couldn't help smirking to himself.
"Oh, no! A guy who can control water!"These guys were such ametures. A guy who controls water has exactly jack on a guy who can control freaking air.
He had to be careful not to overdo it and leave enough air for them to survive. Reyna was out there, after all. He just needed them to lose enough that they couldn't think clearly or fight properly. Reyna would be fine, she'd been trained to fight in conditions with low oxygen. Just so long as he was careful. But it was always difficult to be careful when he pulled this trick. It came from all his anger, hate, bitterness, the worst parts of himself. The parts that made him want to snuff these monsters out.
He jumped over the bar. It was like taking candy from a baby. One monster fell after another until only one was left. Jason was about to run him through when he heard Reyna gasping.
"Jason, enough." she chocked, falling to her knees
Immediately, he felt all of the anger and bitterness fall away. All the negativeness he'd been using to fuel this vacuum evaporated. He'd gone too far. He'd lost control. He'd hurt her. He went and helped her stand.
"I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"
She slapped him across the face. She was alright.
"I hate it when you do that!" she said, her voice was horse. She started coughing.
"I know, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't. I -"
"Remarkable." said the one monster left alive. An older man in his sixties with thin gray hair and round spectacles "You creatures . . . feel remorse? Affection?"
Jason raised an eyebrow "Don't you?"
"What did your friends do? Why were they all shaken up?" Reyna asked
The old guy looked like he was gonna say something. But then the light went out in his eyes, and he fell, dead.
"Crap, I did overdo it." Jason said
"It's alright. This group wasn't a real threat to begin with." Reyna said "You take care of the bodies, I'll see if I can figure it out."
"I hate taking care of the bodies." Jason mumbled but he got on with it
About fifteen minutes later he came back "Alright, give me the word and the whole place'll be up in smoke."
"I think I found what they were up to." Reyna said, she handed him a newspaper circled in red marker was a wedding announcement there was a picture of a good looking couple and some information about them.
"We were too late. It was today." Reyna said
"Ah, shit." Jason cursed "They hit a wedding? They call us inhumane."
"Let's get out of here." Reyna said. Jason put his arm around her shoulders and they walled away. Just before they walled through the doorway, Jason snapped his fingers and little sparks of electricity flew from his fingertips. As soon as they hit the floor they ignited the alcohol trail Jason had made and the bar went up in flames.
(Late at night, in the ER)
"Well, how bad is it?" Annabeth asked the doctor
"It was touch and go for a bit there. But he seems to have stabilized. However there's just no telling when he'll wake up. I'm sorry." he didn't look sorry. He looked like he'd seen too many sob stories to really care at this point.
"Thank you, let me know if something changes."
The doctor left and everyone just sat in silence. Then Rachel popped her head in.
"The vultures are here. They're looking for an interview." she said
"Tell them to go fuck themselves." Annabeth responded
"Annabeth." Sally said in her famous 'Mom Voice' "I'll go and talk to them." She got up, Annabeth realized she was still in her blue 'mother of the groom' dress. Then she realized Rachel was still wearing her white bridesmaids dress, no one had bothered to change. Suddenly she felt a little more hallow.
After they'd been gone for a few minutes Grover said "Annabeth, you should eat something."
"I don't want to leave. Not yet. I mean, in case he wakes up." she knew she was just kidding herself. But she wasn't ready to go just yet.
"That's okay. I'll, uh, get a whole bunch of food and bring it back here."
Annabeth still didn't want to eat but she nodded "Thanks, Grover."
He nodded and added "You, uh, you won't do anything rash, will you?" Annabeth shook her head no and he walked out, using his crutches to hide his hoofs.
Luke was still recounting the story to the cops. (God, what could take that long? What was so hard to understand about a hate crime?) So Annabeth was left alone with her twenty three year old fiancé's comatosed body.
(FLASHBACK)
Everything was black.
"Alright a tiny bit to the right." Percy was saying in her ear "Good now go forward. A little more. NO NOT THAT MUCH! Okay, it's okay, you're alright. Now go left. No, left. LEFT! And now you're dead. Way to go Annabeth."
"This really should not be that hard." Annabeth commented
"No, but apparently you don't understand directions."
"Hey, you've died too."
"Yes, but I made it further then you." He retorted
"Because you've played this game like a million times!"
"True enough, true enough."
Annabeth put down the game controlled and took off her blindfold. "God, when you said wanted to blindfold me I had such higher hopes then a videogame." she retortedPercy smiled, blushing.
"Wait a second." she said, looking at the screen "Is that where I was when I died?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"That bridge goes right."
"What?"
"That's right."
"No, that's left."
"It's right."
"Left."
"Right."
"That is defiantly left!"
"No, here I'll prove it." She said "See, if this is the hand I right with, then this is my right hand. And see how it goes out in the same direction the bridge goes? It's right."
Percy was silent for a bit, then he tilted his head and just said "Huh, how 'bout that."
"Remind me to never let you drive me anywhere." Annabeth said
"Oh, it's the stupid dyslexia. I get them mixed up sometimes."
"Don't you think you should've thought about that before you decided to try and blind lead me through a videogame level?"
"Okay, maybe. But you gotta admit I put the 'sexy' in 'dyslexia'." Then he was quiet for a bit before he went "No, wait, that's not right."
Annabeth burst out laughing "My god, your head is full of kelp!"
"Well, you better learn to live with it, Wise Girl. You're gonna be stuck with this idiot for the rest of your life." he kissed her "I'm gonna marry you if it's the death of me."
Oh, God.
Somehow she had ended up in the bathroom. She hadn't looked in a mirror since she'd put the owl earrings in that morning. She hadn't even realized she was still wearing her wedding dress. Her beautiful, impractical, white wedding dress that was now stained with drying blood. On her abdomen and thighs where she'd put Percy's bleeding head.
Oh, God. She bent over the sink and vomited.
When she was finished she felt dizzy. Maybe she should've eaten something. She sat down against the bathroom wall and started to cry. She felt so SICK of crying. All she'd done all day was cry, but she couldn't stop herself. If Percy didn't make it . . . No. She couldn't afford to think like that. Percy would wake up, there was no other option.
Annabeth stood up. She washed the make-up off her face. She unlined her hair (Which was already disheveled with strands flying everywhere) Then she unzipped her blood-stained wedding dress and let it fall on the floor. She picked it up, threw it over her arm and carried it around as she walked down the hall in nothing but her bra and panties. She found shelf full of hospitoal gowns and put one on. Then she went down to the hospital gift shop (Why do hospitals even have gift shops? Like, Hope you enjoyed the tumor! Please, come again! ) and bought herself a shirt, pajama pants, to wear and a backpack, which she put her wedding dress in.
When she got back, Percy still hadn't woken up.
However, there was a new blond figure sitting next to him.
"Luke when did you get here?"
"Just now."
"Things go alright with the police?"
"About as well as you'd expect." he said "Annabeth, you know he's gonna wake up, right?"
" 'Course he is. He wouldn't actually die unless it was over something really stupid." Annabeth said
"I hate this." Luke spat
"Yeah, well join the club."
"First Thalia and now Percy. Just . . . who's next?"
Annabeth didn't say anything
"I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't be bitching about my feelings when you're. . . Well I guess you're pretty upset."
"Oh, no. Upset dose 't begin to cover what I am right now. I don't think there's a word that covers what I am right now. But I'm not gonna waste it whining about how much this hurts. I'm going to utilize it. Use it. Get some shit done."
Luke looked at her like she was a little girl who'd just realized Santa wasn't real.
"We tried playing by their rules and just look where that got us." She continued "We can't just sit around and wait for things to get better when they won't. Not without a good push."
"What're you thinking." Luke said
"How do you feel about doing some recruiting?"
He gave her a smile like There's my girl.
(Really late at night)
"Oh, hey. Did you record the news like I asked?" Reyna asked
"I still don't get it. But, yeah, I did."
"Shh shh shh, Just watch." she fast forwarded to a report coming in from Washington.
"In other news, the US senate has recently heard a shocking realization that the long rumored existence of a sub-division of the human race, called 'mutants' are, in fact, real. A young man by the name of Luke Callestine approached the senate and gave a presentation about mutants being the next phase in human evolution. With super-human abilities that differ in every case the public seems unsure of how to approach this new chapter in mankind's history. But one man has absolutely no doubt in his mind as to how the mutant issue should be dealt with. And that is Senator Octavian. He has called every member of the mutant community to be registered, with files explaining what power and what dangers they might have, completely open to the public. He has dubbed it, the Mutant Registration Act. Public and political support is quickly growing for the MRA And it's safe to assume Senator Octavian will be taking a leading role in humanity's fight for protection against these menaces."
"So we're public now." Jason concluded "Kind of a game changer, isn't it?"
"No, not really. We knew this was coming It's more of a game starter." Reyna observed "Moe was right. There is a war coming. There's just two thing left to decide: When it's going to start. And what side your on."
"Not much of a decision then," Jason said
"No, I guess not." Reyna said as she snuggled into him.
So . . . yeah, there you go. I feel like I could've handled Jason and Reyna's into's better and I know I'm not the best and fight writing yet. But I hope to improve as I write this.
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