"The X-men. Avengers. Fantastisk four. Mutants and failed experiments. "With great power comes great responsibility" and on and on it goes. Witty banter and heavy punching. Firearms and mysterious weapons. Genius intelligence and powers to rival gods. All a hole lot of bull shit. I mean, sure it's really good and all to help people in need. But they will never get to a peaceful existence that way. But who am I to judge. My way is not really the quickest way either. But then again, I'm not looking for peaceful. I'm leaning more towards entertainment and my own survival.
That's the reason that I won't tell you my name. Or my birthday or anything to help you finding out who I am. So, you can call me "that bloody bitch from YouTube" or "hacker chick" or even the name of your crush. I don't give a flying fuck... But let's get to today's business.
That bloody government division called "project X" responsible for making the Wolverine and Deadpool and so many other rouge experiments. Let it be known that I find Deadpool hilarious. 'Dude if you hear this your more awesome then chimichangas. But no I don't want to sleep with you.' "
There was a small pause, meant to let the watcher calm down from their laughing fit.
"Project X is a liability. And a huge one at that. Letting both failed and successful experiments lose. If it is because of bad security or a leak, I can only speculate. But evidently they don't seem to stop. They still have the backing of the government to proceed. And that brings up big questions. Like, how could they convince the apes up stairs to keep funding them. What promise of an ultimate weapon has been spoken. And most of all. How many subjects did they manage to keep looked up?"
The girl took a look at a clock before turning back to the camera.
"So folks the time is up. Let's hope this one stays up longer then 30 minutes"
A toothy grin cloud be seen.
"The next one will as always be proceeded with a small notice. And I can tell you this,"
The grin widened
"It's gonna be a good one. Maybe... Even with a witness."
The screen went black. Leaving only silence and the reflection of the watchers.
It was the reflection of an old,bald man with a normally warm face, a young woman with neat red hair and the form of a wild unruly lumberjack.
Although Unknown to them the watchers became the watched as the computers camera to life and stared right back at them. Recording the utter chaos the video caused.