Now I had completed visiting (and killing) your old acquaintances and I had all the information that I needed. All I needed to do now was to secure the main objective and bring you into my clutches. Fortunately I had the perfect plan. It had been pathetically easy for me to tap into your computer system and I knew that for weeks you had been frantically trying to find a cure for the Legacy Virus. It consumed your every waking moment and you hardly stopped even to sleep or eat. You were tired, fatigued and easy prey. As you were running your latest research on your computer I sent you a hint from my own research. The words were "because nucleotides bond covalently". I made sure that my hacking could be easily traced back and left a trail leading to the Brand Corporation building.

This was a perfect choice as it represented the place where curiosity got the better of you once. It would also be the place where you fell victim to your curiosity again. You were alone, you were tired and you were distracted. Most of all you were mine. The control conditions were perfect and I had created a better mousetrap. The bait for the trap was a rather impressive hologram of the virus matrix. I hope you liked it Hank as I think it was an artistic masterpiece. As soon as you touched the hologram you activated the trap and you were mine. The look on your face was priceless as you realized your mistake.

It was even better when you looked up to see yours truly hanging off the girder above you. Of course in accordance with your nature you immediately had questions and I felt that you deserved some answers. After all I know how curious you are and I wouldn't be so cruel as to let a man die with unanswered questions. Especially when the answers to those questions will shock him and horrify him. At the time of course I didn't fully answer your questions so I'll fill you in on some more now.

Briefly I am you Hank. We are one and the same however much it sickens me to admit it. However I am not from your universe but from a different parallel one in which the being known as Apocalypse ruled supreme. In that universe I served Sinister. He was the powerful man who I told you about. I wish to avoid having to serve him here which is why I'm going to take your place. He came close once before when he sent his accursed Marauders to slay so many of my beautiful creations. Of course except for Callisto they were failures but it was tragic to see how much of my work was ruined. It will not happen again.

Anyway I told you about my bitter disappointment concerning your petty morals and stunted curiosity and gave you a few hints as to what I was up to. By the way the scent of votive candles mixed with that of plastique is quite beautiful and you have just got to love Staphalectis Gamma.. I wonder what that little bug would due to young Jubilation Lee. I know you were fond of her. You were a playmate to her weren't you Hank. You have never quite expunged the inner child. How utterly sickening to waste your time on pranks and games. Still I must admit to having a playful nature myself. Humanity is my playground and plague and mutation are my toys.

You were getting quite enraged now and then you made one of the oldest clichés in the book by asking me how I could be so evil. As I've said before Hank, morality is subjective and science is absolute. I'd heard enough from you now and I had a nice little syringe full of serum to keep you quiet. Then you managed to surprise me for the first time by making a supreme effort. It seemed I don't know my own strength because you burst right out of my trap. I must admit the fight that followed was enthralling. Primitive physical violence like sex does have it's appeal. Remember the fight Hank? We both took quite a beating but in the end you lost. Let me remind you of how you managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory and how compassion led to your downfall.