It gave me quite a shock to my system to see shards of metal flying out from the ruins of your cage. The look on your face was also surprising. For once your expression was savage, feral and you really seemed to be the animal that we both resemble. I must admit that my next words were perhaps ill-chosen.
"Oh my stars and garters… that is the phrase isn't it?," were my exact words. Exactly why do you always use that little phrase Hank? It's something I'd really like to know. Oh you're not going to tell me are you? Fine, I'll just get back to the fight then.
You snarled at me displaying impressive fangs and told me not to mock me. Your leap was most impressive and you managed to rip my shirt. I think I will have to send you the bill for it Hank. Still I did manage to get my claws in and ripped your shirt in two places. It's lucky that we have a good thick coat of fur as it does tend to lessen the impact of blows. Thinking about it since we both got ruined shirts shall we say that were even Hank? Anyway you're hardly likely to be getting access to money anytime soon are you.
After I told you about being your better half you seemed to become enraged. Your kick very nearly shattered my jaw. You asked me again who I was and you made a mistake. I was helpless at that moment Hank and you could have finished me there and then. I took the opportunity to get to my feet and I decided to toy with you. That was a mistake on my part. You used your claws on me Hank. Were you any different from say Wolverine or Sabretooth then? Still it hurt a lot and that got me into action. A kick to the head and a throw sent you colliding with some shelves. You got the opportunity to realize just what I had done. I savored the look of horror and grief as you realized that many of the people you cared for were dead. Then I saw it and almost thought I heard a snap. Rage took over and Hank was lost as the Beast took over.
Things started to go very badly for me then. I think I cracked a rib when you punched me and then I definitely got a broken from being thrown to the ground. I was thinking quickly as I lay dazed and helpless on the ground. At present you were wild and savage, berserk and practically unstoppable. You were nothing more than a killing machine and I was too weak to stop you. The only chance for survival I had was to try to snap you out of that state. If I could set up even a tiny amount of doubt in your mind I would cause you to pause. Fundamentally Hank you are not a killer and that is perhaps one of your greatest weaknesses.
I could feel my trachea being crushed and feel the creak of vertebrae as you pressed down with the metal plate. Although I could barely breathe I managed to get the words out. I encouraged you to kill me, to just press down until my neck snapped. I told you to do it but reminded you that by doing so you would never find out where I came from. That piqued your curiosity Hank and for a second you hesitated. That second was all I needed as you had just handed me victory. My hand reached for the lead pipe I had noticed just with my grasp. Then I gave you a solid blow to the head which bent the pipe out of place. Then it was just a simple matter of sedating you.
Then I dragged you to your present location. I hope you haven't strained anything from stupidly trying to struggle out of your chains Hank. Even with another adrenaline burst you will be unable to burst free from your bonds so save yourself the bother. I was gratified that you awoke before I had finished laying the bricks. It gives you a far better sense of satisfaction when your victim knows what is going to happen to them and is helpless to do anything about it. It would have been amusing for you to wake up and find yourself immured but this was so much more amusing, don't you think?
I had of course considered killing you straight away but since you showed me mercy during the fight I decided to spare you. Of course you will die sooner or later of thirst and starvation but prolonged suffering is so much more amusing.
I'm afraid to say Hank that your little attempt to appeal to my humanitarian nature was pathetic and unbecoming of you. The Legacy Virus is of no real concern to me Hank and if anything I am glad that we have it. It encourages a little Darwinian evolution among the mutant population. Survival of the fittest Hank, a most excellent concept. Of the two of us I am the strongest, the better half and the one who most deserves to survive. The time has nearly come for me to set out and take my place among the X-Men. However I will fulfill my promise to you and fill you in on my plans. It will give you something else to think about and help you take your mind of your present predicament.
