It's funny, isn't it? When you're at school, all you want to do is get out, due to the mass shootings and overzealous security guards whose purpose was solely to intimidate. You know, or at least think you know that things will get better, but nobody thinks the impossible, that it may get worse.

Away went the security guards which had James Bond or Jason Bourne complexes, away went schools and torturous exams. I was sixteen when I was forced to leave school, escaping the Gestapo like environment, but only to something worse. The year was 2000, I believe. It was the rise of a Republican senator, his name was Kelly. This was the start of a violent campaign against mutants, and when it had become clear a year later that he had been killed and replaced by a shapeshifter, the war came into full force. Mutants were considered to be as big a threat since terrorism, and the two wars operated side by side. Mutants were hunted down like terrorists, mutants were terrorists, and I hid. I didn't know what to do. My powers were beginning to make myself apparent.

At first, I thought that it was my training. You see, I used to practice Karate at the local dojo, and I had since I was small. I thought that I had started to feel what the old Japanese Master spoke of; inner peace and true harmony with nature. I could feel things, I could hear for miles away and my sight improved tenfold. Perhaps the discipline of my mind and body already helped the mutation come out. My mind worked incredibly fast, and I was very pedantic about correct placement of everything, it seemed to help me think. I could see everything whenever I entered an unfamiliar place and I remembered almost everything. My dad told me that I thought like Sherlock Holmes.

When mutants were deemed dangerous, I told my parents that my 'mind thing', as I called it for a long time, was technically classed as a mutation, and I left, running to a densely populated area in order to hide from the authorities, the ruthless MRD.

That was how I ended up living in New York for nearly ten years when the Asgardian tyrant Loki attacked the entire planet. Loki beat the Avengers, and the X-Men challenged him next. It was a pity, because if they had worked together even a little, Loki may have lost. He and his Chitauri rounded up every mutant in the tri-state area, disposed of the ones with powers that did not suit him and forced the others into his army, and forced them into the never ending war against Asgard.

I know this because I was one of the unlucky ones. My powers and knowledge were very desirable, and I was deemed extremely clever. I became a chief in Loki's army, and I led men against Asgard. I have been on the front lines for a while now, four years in fact. I am leading a team of mutants in what was called the Mutant Corps by the King or Freak Force by the members.

I am Cassie Pierce, Capo of Freak Force One.