Hey people, story number 2. Let me know what you guys think.

FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW:

Hi, my name is Marcus. And my life really sucks. Not only am I a mutant, but I had terrible parents. I guess before I get all boo hooey on you, I should tell you why my life sucks. Well first off, my mother is, guess I should say was, a prostitute . My father was victor creed, he and my mom got together, he left, she didn't want an abortion. So that is how I was born.

I was always made fun of by other kids because of my mothers 'work'. I managed to get threw most of the hooker jokes, but I lost it sometimes. Thankfully, living in a bad neighborhood with barely enough money for school gave me a few motivations. Number one, learn how to fight. Number 2 get threw school as fast as I could. And number three, which I didn't really like being compelled to do, get a job and take care of my mother. If I'm completely honest, I don't know why I hate her so much. She doesn't beat me, and at least attempts to give a rats ass about me. I think it might just be from all the bulling, and the fact that going to church at least once a month didn't help my feelings about her 'job'. But she is my mother, and nobody is going to talk bad about her. Anyway, to get away from the mocking, I worked as hard as I could and actually graduated at 16. About 6 weeks after my graduation, I came home from my part time job to find my mother with a bullet in her brain from one of her "disappointed customers" as the man put it. The only reason I didn't kill him right there was that cops were watching me. So I got the 'privilege' of becoming a street kid.

At eighteen, I got into a fight with this group of people, and one of the jerks stabbed me! I guess it gave me a lot of adrenaline or something cause the next thing I know, I'm pulling out the knife, watching the wound heal, then make my nails turn into claws an start literally tearing the jerks to pieces. I stole all the money they had on them, then went to a motel an bout a room. That was how the next two years of my life went. Me getting into fights, killing any gang members, rapists or murderers that crossed my path to kill and steal the money of my 'victims' without feeling guilty about.

Then one day I meet a man that changed my life forever. He was Norman Osborn, this countries current top cop. He told me he had heard about what I've done and said he needed someone with my "talents". But he wanted to make sure I understood my position. I either agree to work for him, train with whoever, than kill for my country in his black ops group, or go to a trial for my crimes and be ousted as a mutant. I wasn't exactly ashamed of being a mutant, but I had enough issues without adding "purity groups" and "freedom fighters" to my list of enemies, nor did i want to be this man's enemy.

So I signed on, and the next day I went to military grounds in New York. I started working with a man called Taskmaster. He taught me more advanced Hand To Hand combat, how to use military grade weapons, espionage, and several languages. After six month[ the guy was a really good teacher and I was a fast learner] Osborn told me I was up to par physically and mentally, but he wanted to experiment with my powers.

After months of testing my limits threw suicide missions and controlled experiments, he decided it was time for the upgrade. He walked up to me with a syringe and told me exactly what it was. It was super soldier serum extracted from captain America combined with genetic extracts from the X-man Known as Wolfsbane .[ I've never told any one, but i had a little crush on her] Any way the point is, that syringe was gonna change me in ways I was scarred to even consider. But I still let him inject me with that crap, and almost immediately regretted it. My muscles started hurting, and extending and erupting. And my skin started stretching and tearing. My bones wear following suit, and by the time it all stopped, I was about to faint from the raw pain of it all.

But when I was finally able to walk, I went over to a mirror, and to my horror saw that I looked like a combo of my dad and that Jacob guy that fought that Eve girl in Underworld: Awakening.

I was about to tear Osborn limb from limb when he shouted at me " If you focus hard enough you should be able to change back and forth!"

So I did as he said, and it worked, but it wasn't exactly painless. He then said, more like commanded " We need to test out your new transformation." I huffed than focused, and then I changed and it hurt a little less.

He then had some robots come in. He ordered me to destroy them and I went at it like a wild animal. The first one I took out with one strike to the throat from my claws, the next ones arm I ripped off, then kicked my foot threw its torso. The third I rammed my clawed hands threw, lifted over my head and tore in half.

Osborn clapped once I was finished and gave me permission to change back to normal. " Very good. The serum has done more than I could have hoped. You are easily ten times stronger and faster than your previous max limit, and you show more aggression while keeping cool enough to plan your next move."

He walked over to me smiling and putting a hand on my shoulder. " You have done spectacularly my boy, but I must ask you to let me test your healing factor."

After a moments hesitation, I nod. " Very good." That asshole then pulled out a gun and shot me in the chest eight times. After I got up I wanted to go before I lost it. " Can I be done for the day, please, sir?" Norman nodded and said " Of course my boy, but tomorrow the real fun begins." I nodded, then went to bed.

The next two month he pretty much just tortures me, or sents me on suicide missions. One day Osborn comes to me. " In two hours, I am going to start the greatest military operation in this countries history. Unfortunately, I must ask you to stay behind. " I nod and tell him I understand. " I am going to put you in a stasis chamber for the time I'm gone. It will be opened once I return, but on the off chance we fail, it will open once it runs out of power."

I nod. Then head to the lab wear I'm gonna be staying, figuring the most power this thing could hold is a months worth. Moonstone, [or Ms. Marvel as she prefers] is in the room to make sure I do as I'm told. There is a see threw hole thing in the front of the pod I get in, so I can see the room around me. I look around, and after I hear a shussh sound come from the thing, see Moonstone leave. I'm not ashamed to say, I stared at her ass until she left the room, and her ass was the last thing I saw before I fell asleep.

Osborn paces Moonstone while their leaving the building and she can't help but ask " He didn't know that thing has a year's worth of power before it'll shut down, did he?"

Authors Note: Ok people, who didn't see this coming? Next chapter will have several mentions of Avengers and a couple of X-men. Please R&R people.