Before We Begin, an Author's Note from Ajer0695:
I came across X-Factor Investigations pretty much by accident, and pretty much fell in love with the idea of private investigators in a Marvel universe. I really hope you guys enjoy me and Dash master 48's partnership for this version of X-Factor Investigations!
And Here's My A/N:
Hey there everyone! It's your pal Dash, here with a brand new story!
So, like my collab partner (yes this is a collab) said up there, this story is going to be our own version of my second favourite X-Team. I do love Generation X, with all my heart. But X-Factor Investigations is also a team I adore to bits, and when my friend Ajer found out about the team, he offered me the chance to work with him on a fanon version of the series. So, here we are.
Quick things to note; this may vary wildly from the actual series. Ajer told me he didn't want it to be a direct retelling, and so expect a 'fanon retelling' sort of thing. There will be original mutants, all of which were donated by yours truly. There will be original storylines. And there will be some good crime busting action in there for you guys to enjoy as well.
That being said, get ready to X-pect the un-X-pected...
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to us (except my mutants which belong to me, two of whom are featured in this chapter).
The cool, crisp night was a delight for the place called Mutant Town. A crowd had gathered outside the premier nightclub, the Red Moon, a sleek modern building in an otherwise dingy part of New York City, with the windows flashing between purple and red lights, and a large red neon sign of a red crescent moon above the door.
In the middle of the queue, a young woman in a pink dress and her boyfriend were waiting to get inside. Holding her boyfriend's back, the woman gazed into the stars.
"Ain't this a nice night, sweetie?" the woman said with a smile.
The boyfriend nodded.
"Spending the waning hours of the day with the most beautiful fiery girl in the world?" he asked with a smile as he gently placed his hand on his girl's ass, "Yeah, it's a wonderful night babe."
"It doesn't feel nice for others." The girlfriend gently fingered her hair and turned to look at the opposite side of the street. "Whole town's gone to Hell ever since that Decimation thing."
"Decimation? Is that what the media calls it? Don't worry babe, nothing bad happened to us, and nothing will. Guarantee it."
It wasn't long before the couple got to the front of the queue and were let inside. Inside the nightclub, groups of people were dancing, drinking, chatting and just generally having a good time as the couple found an empty area close to the wall to base themselves.
Putting their bags down, as the boyfriend went to the bar to grab some drinks, the girlfriend sat by her bag and looked around. In the distraction of the bright lights, she didn't notice someone approaching her from the side. Distinctly male, he was dressed mostly in black with a red zipper on his hoodie, and was carrying a cardboard box.
"Hey beautiful, want something that will make your night even better?" The man set the box on the table in front of the girlfriend. He pulled out a syringe that the girlfriend assumed was some sort of drug. "This baby here will give your body a turbo boost. We're talking "coffee-mixed-with-Red-Bull-on-steroids" turbo boost!"
The girlfriend looked at the syringe and then up at the guy. "If I say yes, will you please leave me alone?"
"5 bucks and I'm gone." The girlfriend gave over the money and received her syringe, with the guy making off just as the boyfriend returned and the girlfriend went to the bathroom to shoot up.
A few minutes later, once the girlfriend had returned and the two had danced for a bit, they went back to their seats to drink some more. The girlfriend was very excited, her pink eyes glowing along with her hands as her boyfriend got up to dance again.
"Up for another round? Night's still young?" The girlfriend nodded and took his hand as they returned to the dance floor.
As the music got bouncier, the girl was letting off small streams of pink plasma like energy that her boyfriend was redirecting away from the other dancers. However, the more the girl danced and the more excited she got, the brighter she began to glow.
"Hold me!" She suddenly jumped into the arms of her boyfriend in panic, as he was unable to handle the sudden surge of hot and uncontrollable plasma.
The other dancers in the club also looked rather shocked, as the girl panted in exhaustion, as her glow soon faded.
"You okay, honey?" The girl's eyes glowed pink.
"I'm... fine..." She suddenly gasped.
Seconds later, there was a massive explosion of pink fire as the Red Moon was destroyed, the screams of everyone within echoing into the night...