Chapter 37
Secret Organization
Dean followed Billy's scent to an abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere.
'Looks like it's one that's really old and forgotten' Dean thought, 'Perfect place for a hideout'
He snuck in through one of the windows but didn't find much when he went inside, nothing but really old boxes and shipping equipment, 'This can't be it could it?'
Dean listened carefully with his ears, and heard some kind of noise coming from underground. He followed the noise to where it was coming from, he plowed through some boxes and found a steel door.
Dean went to open it but it was locked.
All of a sudden a gap in the door slid open revealing someone's eyes, "What's the password?"
"The password?" Dean asked.
He slid the gap close.
That aggravated Dean, "I don't have time for this" he kicked in the steel door smashing it open. He looked behind the door to find an unconscious teenager and he continued down the stairs.
Dean reached the bottom of the staircase and entered an area that he did not expect.
He saw an area filled with lots of teenagers literally doing whatever they wanted. There were pool tables, poker tables, various different arcade machines, a couple of skate courses, a DJ playing music with humongous speakers and there was graffiti all over the walls. There were kids smoking, gambling, drinking, doing all kinds of things parents always told you not to do.
"Hey man you new here?" some guy asked him.
"Uh yeah, I'm new here" Dean replied still amazed at the peculiar sight he was looking at.
"Alright well check it out man, anything you want, we got. Anything you wanna do, do it. You know what I'm saying? Anything" he said.
"Gotcha man, good lookin out" Dean fist bumped him. He walked around a little still getting the feel for this place.
Dean passed by this one teen that was playing pool and smoking a cigar.
Then he passed by this group of kids that by the looks of it were playing poker, with real money.
"Read 'em and weep boys, full house" one of them said revealing his hand, the rest of them pounded the table in anger.
Dean kept on looking around; he occasionally spotted TV's, stereos, cell phones, mp3's, and various other electronic devices. 'Why do I get the feeling all this stuff is stolen?' he thought to himself.
All of a sudden while he was watching them some guy running fast bumped into him, he looked down and saw a fairly young kid and looked afraid of Dean.
Dean smiled at him, "Hey, where can I find Billy?"
The kid pointed to a large door, "In there"
Dean let him go, "Thanks" we approached the large door.
He entered a wide room with concrete walls, floor and ceiling. High up to the sides of the room were pathways where others were standing and observing.
"Well, look who it is!" Dean heard at the end of the room.
Everyone in the room got out of the way, at the end of the room Dean could see two figures.
One of the two was Billy who was standing on the right, presumably who recognized him.
The man who was sitting on a throne, or at least what looked like a throne, in the middle was weird looking. His skin looked like it was made of tar, his hair was red, he wore a black outfit to match his skin, a long purple over coat that went down to his knees, and purple gloves.
Dean walked towards them, "What happened king of thieves? I thought you were in charge here?" He mocked him.
Billy didn't seem too happy about the way he said that, "Sometimes things work out that way" he zipped over to him, "The real question is how you found me?"
"You're too easy you know that? I thought maybe the king of thieves would be harder to find. But you left quite a trail" Dean said mocking him further.
"Who are you?" Billy asked getting aggravated.
"That's enough Billy" the guy on the throne said, "Now tell me lad, who exactly are you?" he asked curiously.
Dean drew his sword, "I'm the guy who's about to shove this up your bum bum"
Everyone except those three make their way to the seats above to observe from a safe distance. Dean tossed aside his jacket.
The guy on the throne laughed, "It seems he wants a fight, alright then. Billy, take care of this"
"With pleasure" Billy said grinning, drawing two celestial bronze daggers.
"You're only making more trouble for yourself, just give me my cross back and I might consider leaving you and your little operation here alone" Dean said not wanting to hurt anyone.
"If I didn't like trouble I would have gone into a different line of work" Billy made the first move and slashed towards Dean.
Dean blocked and countered.
Billy dodged and counter-attacked.
Their blades were clashing at speeds that the human eye could barely follow. Both of them seemed to be at a standstill.
Billy's rapid speed would always keep him one step ahead of Dean. But Dean's superior sword skills kept Billy from getting too close.
"Hey where'd you get those?" Billy referred to his gauntlets.
"None of your business" Dean lunged at him.
Billy dodged and started running circles around Dean, 'I guess speedsters think alike' He blocked a slash from Billy.
Another one grazed his back as he instinctively moved out of the way.
Dean put his foot down at a specific spot tripping Billy sending him flying through the door into the next room.
Logan rode through the streets on his motorcycle, looking and smelling for any kind of clue. He spotted Dean's motorcycle parked in the street. He parked his own right next to it and started sniffing.
Logan followed Dean's scent to an alley where another one showed up, 'They had a confrontation here' he could tell from the smashed brick wall.
'The other one ran away, and then Dean followed him' Logan thought sniffing the air, "Hey Chuck" he spoke through his com link.
"Did you find anything Logan?" Charles asked.
"Yeah, the kid got into a fight with somebody and now he's following him. You think it was the thief?" Logan asked.
"We can only assume, follow his trail and contact me when you find him" Charles said.
"Roger that" Logan said.
Their blades clashed creating sparks.
Dean and Billy stood still pushing on each other's blades to test the other's strength.
"You know" Billy said struggling to push back Dean, "You're pretty good, nobody ever makes me try this much. We should do this more often"
Dean was holding back his true strength to fool Billy into making a mistake, "Which part? The part where you steal from me? Or where I get to kick your ass for it?"
"Jeez man, why's this little thing so special to you anyways?" Billy asked.
"My parents gave me that" Dean said.
"Well, tell you what. If you manage to beat me I'll give it back, but if I win I get those shiny things" Billy said referring to Dean's gauntlets, "Deal?"
Dean grinned, "Swear on the river Styx"
"I swear" Billy said with absolute confidence in himself.
"Then there's no need to hold back anymore" Dean used his full strength and pushed him back sending Billy flying back.
"Ow, no fair. I didn't know you could do that" Billy said picking himself up.
Dean quickly ran over to him before Billy could get up and slashed downwards.
Billy rolled out of the way, sliced Dean's thigh, got on his feet, and laughed, "No one can catch the king of thieves!"
Dean threw his sword at Billy.
"Whoa" Billy ducked underneath it and it imbedded in the wall behind him.
With his momentary distraction, Dean closed the distance between them and knocked him back with an open palm to his chest.
Billy's head hit the sword handle that was sticking out, "Ouchy"
Dean went to press his advantage with a right hook.
Billy ducked and sliced his chest with both his daggers as he did.
In reaction Dean went to knee him.
Billy quickly backed away, "Sorry, but I've got a reputation to maintain" he raised his daggers and attacked.
"I'm afraid I've got to ruin it" Dean grabbed his sword and tried to block the attacks.
Billy started to move faster making it harder to block his attacks or hit him.
"I wasn't the only one hiding something" Dean noticed.
"It wouldn't be fun if I wasn't" Billy zipped around the room proving Dean's theory.
He wasn't as fast as Pietro but still faster than Dean.
'Which means all I need to do is wait' Dean thought as he followed his movements.
Dean stabbed forward in attempt to get Billy as he passed by him.
Billy avoided it, "Too fast"
Dean slashed horizontally this time as Billy passed by.
Billy ducked underneath it and sliced his midsection, "Too furious"
Dean winced from the sting of the flesh wound, he's a nimble little speedster.
Billy ran at him again, "I'm too fast for ya'll—"
Dean positioned himself and slashed diagonally this time as Billy passed by, knocking the daggers out of his hands.
Billy stopped abruptly and looked around, "Where did they go?"
He spotted his daggers on the ground next to Dean.
"There they are" Billy zipped towards them but Dean got in his way and Billy ran right into him.
Dean stood firm and Billy literally bounced off him.
"Oh my god, what are you made of?" Billy said rubbing his head.
Dean put his sword back in his scabbard, grabbed Billy, and lifted him up into the air.
"Hey put me down!" Billy shouted.
Dean threw Billy at the rock hard wall.
Billy got up feeling dizzy, "So much for the direct approach"
Dean charged at him.
Billy zipped and drop kicked Dean with enough force to knock him down.
Billy jumped high up and came back down aiming a fist at Dean.
Dean moved at the last second letting Billy's fist hit the ground.
Billy shook his hand, "Ow!" he cried out in pain.
Dean grabbed his arm, flipped him over, and put him into an arm lock.
"I have to tell ya, this is going to put a strain on our friendship" Billy said struggling.
Dean pulled him up, "What friendship?" he searched through Billy's clothes and found his cross, "You stole this from me" he put it in his pocket.
"I didn't steal it, I borrowed it" Billy said, "and I believe you get that when you beat me"
"I have you pinned down, what more—"
Billy held himself up with one hand and spun his legs in a circular motion tripping Dean.
Dean fell on his back, "What kind of move was that?"
Billy took the cross back, "I'll be taking this"
Dean drew his blade and slashed at the speedster's feet.
Billy jumped over it and kicked the weapon out of Dean's hand.
Dean went to sweep his legs but Billy somersaulted backwards avoiding it.
Dean got back on his feet and charged at Billy. He threw rapid punches trying to hit his target.
Billy avoided the attacks by moving unpredictably in a strange fashion.
Dean threw a right hook but Billy dropped down in a missionary position, bounced back up, and elbowed him in the jaw.
'Was that the worm?' Dean wondered rubbing his chin.
Billy was hoping on his feet as he moved around Dean jabbing every so often.
Dean attacked with a tornado kick.
Billy ducked underneath it, spun on his palm, and kicked Dean with both his legs with enough force to send him flying back.
As Dean got up he noticed he felt that attack way more than he should have. Realizing this wouldn't be an easy fight he charged at Billy trying his absolute best to hit him.
Billy moonwalked backwards avoiding every attack Dean threw at him, "Billie Jean is not my lover"
Dean stared at him for a moment, "Are you dancing?"
Billy performed some signature Michael Jackson moves, "She's just a girl who claims that I am the one"
Dean started getting annoyed. He leaped and went to land on top of Billy.
Billy zipped across the room, landed on the wall, and jumped off it for a boost.
In Dean's eyes one second Billy had his feet on the wall, the next he felt something collide with his cheek that knocked him on his ass and made him spew out blood.
Dean looked up and saw three Billy's standing in front of him holding their aching hand, "Motherfucker!"
Dean tried to get back up but he was still delirious from that punch, 'What did he just do?'
As he thought about it Dean came up with an explanation. Billy had traveled across the room faster than he could see and focused his momentum into one punch.
'That's how his punches feel stronger, it's his movement' Dean thought as he shook off his dizziness, 'Which means I need to stun him, and I have just the thing'
Billy's hand finally stopped aching, "You've got one hell of a jaw"
Dean flashed him a cocky grin, "Why don't you try that again little guy, I couldn't feel that one" he tapped on his chin.
Billy looked insulted, "Couldn't feel it?! Oh ok" he zipped as far away as possible, "Try this on for size" he started running around in circles building up speed.
Dean readied himself to strike, he would only have a split second to act, gotta make it count.
Once he built up enough speed Billy zipped towards Dean, "Here it comes!"
Dean threw a lightning bolt at the last second that hit Billy.
The bolt electrocuted him, resulting in Billy tripping and flying towards Dean.
Dean pulled back his right hand and punched Billy in the face with all his might knocking him out.
He took his cross back and put it around his neck.
Dean heard clapping echo throughout the room coming from the man on the throne, "Bravo lad, excellent work. It seems you've beaten my best, you've definitely impressed me"
"Funny, I don't feel honored" Dean said grabbing his sword.
"Well you should, now here's what's going to happen. You're either going to join my crew and obey my every order, or you can die a painful death, either one pleases me" He said with the outmost honesty.
Dean spit on the ground, "Go fuck yourself"
"Painful death it is" He said getting up from his throne.
"You shouldn't have done that" Billy said getting out of the way.
"Now before I slaughter my victims, I like to prove that I at least have the decency to introduce myself. I'm Gorgeous George, and I'm a nasty boy" he said weirdly, everyone in the room wondering what that last part meant.
"Then show me what you got George" Dean said welcoming the challenge.
"My pleasure" his arm suddenly stretched out to inhuman lengths and punched Dean in the face sending him skidding back.
'Ok, didn't expect that' Dean thought.
Both of George's arms stretched out and tried to grab him.
Dean jumped around the room using evasive maneuvers to avoid being caught.
George's arms aimed towards the walls which gave Dean a skeptic. Imagine his surprise when the arms bounced off the walls and slammed into him.
"I see you like to play dirty" Dean said shaking off that last hit.
George's hands wrapped around Dean's waist and brought him closer, "Come ta gorgeous pretty boy"
"I like to play hard to get" Dean said slicing off his arms.
The sliced arms fell to the ground and liquefied into a dark substance that made its way back to George. The lost limbs regrew, "You're going to have to play harder than that"
"Watch me" Dean charged and chopped Gorgeous George into pieces.
All the pieces melted into a dark substance and reformed his body, "Still not good enough" his hand grew considerably bigger, punched him in the gut, and then in the jaw sending him flying up.
Dean flipped midair and landed gracefully on the ground rubbing the spot on his chin. That hurt, not like the way Logan's punches hurt, but it still hurt.
Dean got back into his stance, 'He must have a weakness somewhere' "You don't get it do you?" he heard from the sidelines.
Dean looked at Billy.
"You can't win. There's no way to beat him, he'll just keep on reforming. That's why we listen to whatever he says, cause otherwise he'll kill us" Billy said.
"Then help me, help me take him down so you can be free" Dean pleaded. He could see Billy didn't want this.
Billy shook his head, "No, it won't work. I suggest you follow our lead and just give up"
"Listen!" Dean raised his voice, "I don't know what he's done to you in the past but that's nothing compared to the shame of living the rest of your life in fear. Now I don't know about you, but I would rather die than serve somebody else, and I mean it!" he charged at George once again.
Dean sent a powerful punch to George's face that connected perfectly but the result was shocking to say the least. A hole was made where Dean punched and George's body morphed so that his hands were where his head used to be so he could grab Dean.
George started swinging Dean back and forth into the concrete floor cracking and damaging it before sending him skidding across the room. He slowly made his way to his grounded opponent, "What a waste, and you had such talent too"
Dean got up looking worse for wear, his bloody shirt ripped to shreds, his black jeans were ripped and fading in color, his weapon was thrown aside, but his iron clad determination showed on his face, "I will never give up" he charged again.
As Dean jumped, George caught him midair and shoved him full force into the ceiling before pulling him back down into the hard ground.
Dean got up again. There was blood trickling down his mouth and his nose. Dean spit out blood, "Is that it?" he wiped the blood off his face, "C'mon, gimme your best shot!" he taunted his attacker.
George shot both his fists out which collided with Dean's chest and stretching all the way down the room and into the hard wall cracking it beyond repair. As George retracted his hands, Dean's body fell to the ground.
"Ouch" Billy cringed, "There's no way he's getting up from that, that would have killed me" Billy said shocked at the force George used on Dean.
But to everyone's shock, Dean got up once again looking like he could go another round, "Is that your best?" he said while two trails of blood trickled down his chin, "It's going to take a lot more than knocking me into walls to take me down"
"No way" Billy was dumbstruck.
No one had ever withstood an attack like that from him before, if George was already pissed at this cocky insolent brat now he was furious, "Why don't you ever die!" they went back at it.
One of the teens grabbed Billy by the shirt, "Look man, this guy is putting up a good fight against George, and this might be the only chance we got to get rid of him"
Billy shook him off, "Do you know what he'll do to us if we betray him? We'll be in body bags next to this guy within the hour"
"But we have a chance—"
"No! Absolutely not, I'm not risking my life for the small chance for us to be free, it's just not worth it" Billy said looking down in shame.
Dean caught George's incoming fists and swung him into a wall creating a giant black goo stain.
George reformed and shoots out his legs to drop kick Dean.
Dean crossed his arms blocking it but the attack sent him a few feet back nonetheless.
When Dean uncrosses his arms to look a hand melted into a black substance and poured down Dean's throat resulting in him choking and gagging.
"Yes, a slow death, one of my personal favorites" George said slowly pouring more of himself into the boy.
"He's killing him! We have to do something" the teen pleaded to Billy.
"I—I can't" Billy looked away not wanting to watch the horror.
The liquid started coming out of Dean's eyes.
"Just a little more and you won't feel a thing" George said with a grin.
All of a sudden something zipped by and ran over George splattering him and in the process interrupting his execution.
Dean started gagging and puked out all of the dark substance from his system.
Gorgeous George reformed, "Alright who has the balls?" he said sounding aggravated.
Billy stopped in front of him, "I do"
"Ah, Billy" George wrapped his body around Billy's like a snake, "I always knew you might be stupid enough to do something like this" George went to repeat what he did on Dean.
But before George could liquefy himself Billy spun around in circle creating a mini tornado.
"Whoa!" George shouted as he flew away in liquid form.
"I am not going to let you do that to me, ever" Billy said, then he helped Dean up who was looking pale.
Dean grabbed him by his button-down, "You will never speak of this to anyone"
Billy put his hand over his heart, "I promise" he held two fingers crossed behind his back.
"Good" Dean noticed George's body reforming, "Looks like we're not done yet"
"No matter, I can take both of you on" George stretched out his hands hoping to grab both of them but they used their superior speed to avoid his hands.
Dean tried to tangle George's hands but they just reformed.
Dean and Billy accidentally knocked into each other.
"Hey watch it" Dean said.
"No you watch it" Billy said.
They both were snatched by George's massive hands, their arms getting stuck in the process preventing them from moving.
"Aw, the little children are fighting, allow me to cut in" George said bringing them closer to him.
"No, allow me to cut in!" suddenly George was sliced diagonally and the top piece slid off.
"Tim?!" Dean was surprised to say the least.
Tim then threw some explosives at George freeing the other two.
Tim stood by Dean and Billy, "How you guys doing?"
"I'll manage" Dean said grabbing his sword.
"What are you doing here?" Billy asked raising his guard.
Dean looked at them, "You two know each other?"
Tim smirked, "I did tell you that we're not the only half-bloods in Bayville. I encountered Billy first"
"Yeah" Billy said glaring at him, "And I think I owe you a rematch!"
Tim readied himself for a fight but Dean stopped Billy, "Hey! Not now, let's take care of George first" he said not knowing what happened between the two. Billy probably lost a fight.
Gorgeous George reformed with an angry expression, "Another one?! Fine then, I'll destroy you all!" he yelled shooting out his fists.
The three warriors made quick work of Gorgeous George, as they chopped and sliced and stabbed their way to him they worked in perfect sync.
When they finally reached him they did as they did before, but this time when they turned him into cold cuts Tim threw a canister of some sort which exploded and froze the puddle that was reforming. They had finally won.
"Yes!" They yelled together.
"That was awesome, we rocked!" Billy was excited to say the least.
Dean put his sword back in its scabbard and approached the frozen puddle, "But what do we do with him now? I mean this isn't going to hold him forever"
"No, it won't. But he won't be coming back when he does get out, he'll know better than that" Tim said.
"We'll dump him in the sewer or something" Dean said.
Billy stood in front of Dean, "So uh what's your name?
"Dean" He looked at Tim, "I guess we should thank you, if it weren't for you we would have never been able to beat him" he admitted.
"In that case you can thank speedy over here, he's the reason I came in the first place" Tim said referring to Billy, "I came to check up on him"
"I still want my rematch" Billy reminded him.
"You know if you had any sort of skill with combat or with a blade you might have actually beat me" Dean told Billy.
"If you had any sort of skill you could suck my nuts" Billy said.
Dean couldn't help but laugh.
Tim looked at Dean, "I must admit that you are a worthy adversary, a half-blood that isn't afraid to use his brain. You have my respect" he gave Dean his hand.
Dean took it, "And you have mine"
"So" Billy looked around, "I never thought about what I would do if I was free"
"You? Not thinking? What a shocker" Tim joked.
"Oh I'm about to open a can of whoopass!" Billy ran at Tim but Dean grabbed him.
Dean lifted Billy off the ground as he swung wildly trying to hit Tim, "Chill speedy Gonzales"
Billy crossed his arms, "Fine, I'll kick his dumbass some other time"
Dean let him go.
"What exactly was George trying to do?" Tim wondered.
Billy sheathed his daggers, "He was trying to establish a drug dealing business but didn't have the money to do it. So he recruited all the orphan kids to steal anything they could get their hands on, and sold it back for cheap. That kick started his money problem, he actually just started buying the merchandise so we could switch from stealing to dealing. At least that's what he said"
"Interesting" Tim looked skeptical.
"So what do we do with this place now?" Billy asked.
Dean didn't say anything due to Tim's skeptic face, he looked like he had an idea
"I think I know" Tim said.
"Then let's hear it" Dean said.
"I've been on the road for a while, going from place to place, I'm guessing you've been doing the same" Tim said to Billy.
"Maybe, why?" Billy asked.
"Then we both know what it's like to be alone. All these other kids here, they're orphans and they live on the street. They're just like us except they don't have god parents to give them weapons like us" Tim said.
"What're you getting at?" Dean asked.
"Let's make this place our own. We'll turn it into our hideout for the future and take these kids in so they can live better here. We'll stay here to keep it safe from future dangers and the three of us will be in charge of this place" Tim said.
"And we can keep on stealing, I like this plan" Billy said.
"No, we're not. We're not gonna teach these kids how to be criminals" Dean said.
"I'm gonna have to agree with Dean on this one, no more stealing" Tim said.
Billy shook his head, "You guys are no fun"
"We'll get rid of the stolen merchandise and the drugs" Tim said sternly.
"Aw c'mon!" Billy pleaded.
Dean and Tim both crossed their arms looking serious.
"You both suck!" Billy shouted and zipped out of the room.
Tim looked at Dean, "So?"
"Sounds good, but I can't stay with you" Dean said.
Tim nodded, "I get it, you wanna stay with your friends. It's cool"
"It's not personal, I just love living in a mansion" Dean said.
Tim chuckled, "Can't argue with that"
"And don't forget we're friends too, even more than that we're family" Dean said with a smile.
"You're right we are. If you ever need help you know where to find me" Tim said.
"Likewise" Dean said as he left.
Logan was getting closer, he could tell from the scent.
"You know" Logan popped his claws as he turned around, "If I was in actual danger you would be way too late" Dean said.
"If you were in actual danger I wouldn't have come alone" Logan said sheathing his claws, "So what happened to you?" he said looking at Dean's bloody and tattered clothes.
"Listen, I've had a long day. So can we talk about this tomorrow?" Dean asked.
'Chuck I found him' Logan spoke telepathically.
'Very good, bring him home' Charles said.
Billy ran all the way to the Bronx with the frozen remains of Gorgeous George. Tim had instructed him with disposing of the disgusting mutant.
Billy lifted up a manhole cover in the middle of the street. He then dropped the frozen puddle in the sewer, "Good riddance" he left in a hurry.
At the Institute
Once again Dean found himself in the Professor's study.
"Well it's good to be back here again" Dean said sarcastically as he sat down.
"What happened this time?" Charles asked.
"Found Billy, followed Billy, beat Billy, then freed Billy from a manipulative mutant. So I more or less saved the day" Dean summarized.
Charles sighed, "Is Billy going to be an issue in the future?"
"No, he was just a little misguided. Something I think I've fixed" Dean said.
"That's good to hear. Although I'm not pleased with your condition" Charles said referring to his bloody tattered shirt.
"Just so you know. Me coming home late with a bloody shirt, not getting old any time soon" Dean said.
"I think that's pretty clear at this point" Logan said.
Charles pinched the bridge of his nose, "What am I going to do with you Dean"
"You don't have to do anything, just let me be who I am" Dean pleaded.
"It's not that simple" Charles tried to explain, "When your parents let you stay with me, I agreed to take care of you. That means that if anything were to ever happen to you, I would be responsible"
"No you're not" Dean got up from his seat, "The only person who's responsible for my wellbeing is me"
"You're too—"
"Chuck" Logan interrupted him.
Charles looked at his friend.
"I think bolt boy has earned the right to be his own man" Logan said.
"What?" Charles asked sounding surprised.
"Think about it, time and time again he handles his problems on his own. The Brotherhood boys, Mystique, the Underworld, the stalker, X-23, all on his own. I think he's qualified to do what he wants, within reason" Logan said.
Charles looked skeptical at first but he eventually seemed to agree, "I suppose you're right Logan" he looked at Dean, "Your actions have earned you that much"
Dean raised an eyebrow, "So…I'm good? I'm not bound by the laws of curfew anymore?"
"No" Logan said with a smirk.
Dean raised his fists in the air, "Yeah!"
North Pole
Gorgeous George walked into a dark chamber that was lit up with nothing but television screens surrounding a shadowed chair.
"What brings you here George?" A dark and metallic voice spoke.
"Those darn kids froze me and then dumped me in the sewer, the nerve!" Gorgeous George complained.
"It doesn't matter, your little scheme wasn't doing anything to help my cause" the voice spoke again, "Ah but look here" the screens showed Dean battling George, "Look at what nature has created, I thought mutants were the next stage in evolution but I was sadly mistaken. These half-bloods are just as capable as mutants if not more. The true ultimate being is not a mutant or half-blood, but the mixture of the two. Imagine the power that it would have, the ferocity, the aggressiveness, the result would be…BEAUTIFUL!" the voice yelled out.
George backed away slowly from his master, he hated when he spoke of creating life, it scared him, "So you want me to go back?" he asked with fear in his voice.
"No, leave them be for now. I'll observe and learn for the time being. I will make my move when the time is right and when that day comes these half-bloods should be wary of Mister Sinister" his bright red eyes flashed in the dark.
Author's note: Another name to add to that list of enemies, but at least Dean's list of friends is growing at the same time.