Mutant Hunter C.1.1

The News

By Ihvnnm

**I am alternating from this and magic fire, so if you are bored and want to read something, please go to fictionpress.net or you can read my super homer saga. It is late right now and all I am doing is starting the beginning note, tomorrow I should hopefully have at least half of it done, I hope everyone is enjoying this so far, it will get in more depth later on, just right now I want to set up a feel as I said, you better review every chapter!

Ihvnnm looks up at the sky, it is growing dark. The city is still noisy even though the sun is setting. Ihvnnm can feel the cold wind against him. Ihvnnm looks up at all the massive skyscrapers, Ihvnnm can hear thunder in the distance, and rain should be coming soon.

Ihvnnm can hear rain drops hitting the pavement, Ihvnnm can feel water landing on his head, he looks around for shelter, in an alley, an old poor man is asleep in a cardboard box with a metal trash can lid on top to prevent it from getting wet. Ihvnnm jogs over to the old poor man who is asleep.

Ihvnnm quickly takes the old ratty blanket the old poor man is, was using. Ihvnnm wraps the blanket around his head; he covers his head with the blanket. Ihvnnm snarls at the smell of human excrement and body odor. Ihvnnm continues down the road, hoping that the rain would wash out much of the smell of the blanket covering him.

Lightening crackles above him as he finally moves in to an empty alley where Ihvnnm curls up on the side of a wall, finally falling asleep. He listens to the sound of the rain, the thunder and the sound of cars rushing though the water. Deeper in the alley a trashcan falls down, a couple of cats hiss and meow, but there is no threat in any of it. Ihvnnm drifts into a dream, a memory he wishes to forget.

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"You will join us, I don't care if you want to or not!" A man's face right in his, he swings, striking Ihvnnm, Ihvnnm falls to the ground. "Guys, take this man and kill his mind, he is in a perfect condition to join us, make sure you also make sure he will follow our ways." The man kicks Ihvnnm in the stomach before walking away.

Ten guards pick up Ihvnnm by his arms and drag him though numerous rooms. Finally Ihvnnm is thrown into a chair, in a room full of electronics. They strap down his wrists, ankles then around his forehead. Ihvnnm is unable to move, stuck in the chair.

A large object with a hole in it to fit a head goes over Ihvnnm's head, putting him into total darkness. The sound of electricity charging fills his ears; he can feel the hole getting warmer and warmer, then a flash.

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Ihvnnm wakes up in a start, he wakes up from a flash of lightening. It is still raining, but it is morning and there are people crowd the sidewalks. Ihvnnm sits up, he looks around, the alley is empty, and everyone passing him does not even give him a glance, let alone a second glance.

Ihvnnm grips the blanket tighter, with his forearm; he wipes what is either sweat from the dream or rain off his forehead. Ihvnnm heads out into the street, following the flow of people traffic. Ihvnnm stops in front of an electronic store, in the window, TVs are playing the afternoon news. The reason Ihvnnm stops is that he is on the TV.

"Brian Lauda is wanted for murder. The FBI has announced him, as one of America's most wanted top ten. In Texas, he sloughed fifteen people yesterday. With numerous eyewitnesses around, they were able to identify him. Because of the gore of the victims, we are not allowed to show you. Now we will go to Cathy who is down in Texas with one of the eye witnesses." The female anchorwoman looks at the screen where another woman is standing beside a man, not any man, but someone Ihvnnm knows.

"Your want to keep your name disclosed, but can you please tell me what happened?" Cathy moves the microphone under the guy's face.

"It was horrible, he just ripped these people apart with his own hands. I have never seen a human act so much like a monster before, it was horrible." The guy keeps a straight and solemn face.

"He is one of the five guys I beat up in that group!" Ihvnnm says under his breath. He moves the blanket more to cover his face; he continues to watch this news report.

"Now this is the FBI agent who is working on this case, is there anything you can tell us?" Cathy moves to her other side where the agent is.

"This man may be unarmed but highly dangerous. We do not know where he may be right now, but we are closing on his trail. If you spot this man, please do not attempt to capture him yourself, please dial this number and our men will arrive shortly. I repeat, do not capture him yourself, he is too dangerous!" The FBI agent speaks in a loud and stern tone. As he speaks, a number stays just at the bottom of the screen.

The screen goes back to the news room where the woman and her co- anchorman. The man speaks up, "In other news, the mutant assembly is going smoothly without any problems. Heading the lectures is Jean Grey, Ororo Munroe and Professor Charles Xavier for mutants and on the other side, numerous human affiliate members.

"Professor Charles Xavier houses a home for the gifted, in which are for mutants. The home is located in Bayville New York. The children there are trained to control their abilities to be able to fit in normal life. We haven't been able to reach the professor, however after the hearings, we should be the first getting the interview." The anchorman starts talking about other things now, not interesting Ihvnnm at all. From everything he heard, he knows what to do.

"My name is Brian Laura, but I can't be called that, especially now that I am accused for the death of fifteen people. I must go to the institute and get help, maybe even seek my revenge on the company that has mutilated my body." Ihvnnm says under his breath as he starts walking off.

While walking, he notices a nice hat that would easily cover his head. Ihvnnm quickly grabs the hat, by the time the wearer realizes his hat is gone, Ihvnnm is fifteen people away. Ihvnnm looks down at the nice hat, it is all black, a three inch rim all around the hair. It is made of a material he can't really describe.

Ihvnnm stops at a store, he walks into the small mini-mart. The cashier looks up at him, but just shows a sign of disgust. He can smell the horrible odors off the blanket. "Can you tell me how to get to Bayville?" Ihvnnm says, hiding his face with the brim of the hat.

"All I know is that it is up state." The cashier says, "Now either you are going to buy something or get out, this is not a place to stay dry."

Ihvnnm walks out of the door, back into the rain. He reaches the city limits; he starts to follow a highway that leads north. It may take a day or two to reach Bayville, but he will make it.

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Two days later, traveling solely on foot finally makes it to Bayville. In Bayville there are numerous army set-ups. Helicopters fly though the sky, tanks and trucks driving down the roads. Ihvnnm hides behind a house, watching all this happen. Ihvnnm is also very hungry; it has been days since he last ate.

Ihvnnm notices a normal person working down the street, looking very cautious. Ihvnnm grabs her, pulling her behind the house. "Shhhh." Ihvnnm presses if finger to his lips. "All I want to know is where the institute is."

"The institute, it's five miles down that road, but you will never get there, there is no way you can make it four miles there without being stopped by an army person." She says in a whisper. "Now will you let me go." She pushes out of his grip and continue her way down the road, Ihvnnm just watches her continue her walk.

Ihvnnm moves from hiding spot to hiding spot, making his way closer to the school. After three hours, he makes it to the home stretch, out in front of him is a guarded barricade. Ihvnnm walks out of hiding, the sound of guns being armed armed, and in front of Ihvnnm the army people are aiming right at him.

"Freeze or we'll shoot!" The captain yells at him. Ihvnnm stops to concentrate his power to become more powerful.

**What will happen? Please review and I will write the next chapter. I don't really have anything else to say, I am sorry if the last half is not that great, I wrote it after work. I am sorry that I'm tired, but I promise the next chapter should be exciting.