The Nobles he had captured were clinging to the chains against the wall as if their desperate looks could have persuaded him to spare them. He chuckled and suppressed his disgust towards those creatures. To think how many humans had died because of their corrupted minds…he stared at them for several minutes studying their features, this was the first time ever he had managed to secure alive samples, but the hot blood running through his veins claimed for revenge.

However, he restrained himself from acting recklessly; reminding himself that he had far more important uses for them. Soon enough, anger was replaced by coolness. After all, Frankenstein was a man of reason and he did not appreciate useless waste. Those creatures in front of him were a rich source of knowledge, the key to surpassing the Nobles in strength lied in front of him and he just needed to take advantage of it.

He slowly moved forward, closing the distance between him and the Nobles. He saw one of them straighten his back, in an attempt to fight the restrain imposed the chains.

Frankenstein kicked him into his stomach and then swiftly put a needle into his neck taking out blood.

'Why are you doing this to us? Don't you know that this is immoral?' Asked one of the Nobles.

'Immoral…from your point of view maybe,' Frankenstein laughed.

'What are you trying to achieve? Is it power, knowledge, immortality?'

'Surely all of these would come in handy in my quest to erase the existence of Nobles from the face of earth,' the blonde replied with a grin.

'Why do you feel such strong resentment towards the Nobles?'

'Why, do you ask? Aren't you the ones responsible for human's sufferings?' he readily interjected. He could not believe the Noble had really asked him such a question.

'Don't blame mutants' deeds on us!'

'It is because of you that mutants exist in the first place. Moreover, isn't it your duty to dispose of them?' Frankenstein removed the needle and then turned to his table; the Noble was left unconscious behind him.

'It is and we are doing all we can to…'

'I don't recall you ever helping humans facing one of your by-products'. His eyes narrowed, 'I am putting you to sleep for a bit, I'll be working on the precious data you have so kindly provided to me'.

'Wait…'

But Frankenstein didn't wait; he injected a dark liquid inside the Nobles' veins and the inhuman being lost all his will to fight back before falling asleep.

The mad scientist moved to a nearby room and started scribbling on papers and night fell long before he realised. Concerned about his subjects' conditions he went back to the lab to find that one of the Nobles was emptily staring at the door. As Frankenstein stepped forward, his red pupils focused on him and he broke in a sad laugh 'Foolish human…'

'What's so funny?' Frankenstein angrily replied.

'Everything! You're trying to get involved into something bigger than yourself. You should just seek to live your short life with your fellow comrades and enjoy it while you can'.

'What I am doing is also important for my comrades' lives. No, for humanity itself'.

'You are such a fool. Do you think humanity will appreciate your struggle? Do you think that such a selfish race would recognize your noble intentions? It won't be long before you will become an outcast and then you'll be killed by the hand of those you have called comrades'.

'Shut up!' Frankenstein shouted.

'Oh, you already know. Or maybe you have already been left alone...how long has it been, since you last spoke to a human?'

'I told you to shut up already,' he replied hitting the Noble with all his strength.

'Even if you hit me, the loneliness bestowed upon you by your self-inflicted punishment will not change'.

'I am not doing this for myself; it's a path I have chosen to follow even if it will cost me more than my life'. Frankenstein was determined, or at least the hate he harboured for the Nobles would not vanish so easily.

'Foolish child…' the Noble repeated.

Frankenstein returned his attention to his experiments. He needed a subject to test on but since he could not harm other humans, the only option let was to use his own body. Risking his life, no…his humanity was a reasonable price to pay to obtain a way to exterminate all those filthy Nobles. He was ready to face death and even worse if necessary for the sake of humans. If nobody took action, things were never going to get better; it was time for him to get serious. He carefully handled the vial with the Noble's vital liquid inside it. He took a short breath and clenched his teeth before the needle made contact with his skin. After the deed was done, he rested his limp arm on the desk for a few moments before getting up.

Then everything went black.