Ships: Prucan, Rochu, USUK, Spamano, SweFin, DenNor, HongIce. Mostly PruCan.

Half Mutant Half Human Canada x Mutant Prussia.

Summary: Matthieu Williams and Alfred Williams have moved from city to city as they try to run from their past. In their latest city that seems to be populated by mutants, some whom decided to take upon themselves the task of being superheroes. The two brothers, feeling as if they finally have a welcoming home, decide to stay there for longer than they know they should, and when their past catches up with them, it causes some issues for those they've let into their lives.

"God, Matthieu, you just had to be a mutant!" Alfred screamed, clutching his injured hand.

Matthieu held his own injured hand too, sparing the same injury as his twin, "I'm only half mutant, Alfred. And I'm not the only half mutant here either! You're a mutant too!"

"Yeah, but I'm not a voodoo doll!" He counter attacked, before turning and storming off to his room.

Matthieu sighs, and goes to the sink, running his burned hand under the cool water. He remembered when he first discovered he had powers. He was ten. After years of getting hurt easily due to his accident-proneness, and believing his brother was mocking him and his pain, it didn't come as a shock to him to find out he had a voodoo doll like effect on the nearest person to him. He nearly faced death that stormy night in Quebec, he and his brother were being held captive by two abnormally large men. The two men decided to try suffocating Matthieu with a plastic bag. Instead of dying, Matthieu passed out, and woke up to find that one of the captives died of asphyxiation, and the other was arrested. Matthieu never fully forgot what happen, but from that day forth he knew he wasn't human. He found out that his parents death wasn't an accident, but nor was them abandoning Alfred and Him. He found out his parents were scientist, and they did genetic testing.

On themselves.

He tried to be less accident prone, to spare, mostly his brother, the pain of his voodoo like powers. And as if his life wasn't already messed up, Alfred suddenly grew unexplainably strong, could fly higher than three hundred meters and was able to transform into a bald eagle at will.

He wish he could've asked his parents why they left them, but he knew he wouldn't get an answer. The two brothers only had each other. They stole food and clothing to survive, running from the laws and avoiding the evil that followed them to and from every city. They never stayed in the same city for longer than a month, since DaJaDoom was after them. Matthieu doesn't know why he is after him and Alfred, but he knows that whatever Doom has planned for them, it can't be good.

"Did you sign us up for school yet? How about a job? We need the money to get rid of this months rent so we can move on." Alfred says, hovering a few inches above the counter.

"Yes, yes, and yes. We start school tomorrow at Midwestern High, I have a job at a local convenience store and you have an interview at one at the Dairy Queen down the street." Matthieu says looking up at his brother.

"Okay, cool! Did yo-"

"Yes, I used my real name, but a fake last name."

"Which is..?"

"Jones."

"We used that one in Timbuktu, Matthieu." His brother says, softly setting himself onto the countertop, pushing an unpacked box of belongs over a bit.

"Ten years ago, Alfred. Come on, get ready. I got t head out, my first shift is in thirty minutes. I need you to drop me off." Matthieu says, Alfred nods and hops off the counter, and heads to his too to change, Matthieu grabs his coat and slides it on. Pulling the blinds apart, he noticed the stormy weather that's brewing. 'It'll be a long day..' Matthieu thought.