Calvin stood there in awe. He was being dressed. He had heard of being hand
tailored, but this was crazy! He was enjoying this a lot. There was some
New York fashion designer with a strange look on his face. Calvin guessed
that he had never seen a boy go in for a custom leather jacket. Calvin even
wondered if he would believe it either. This was the weirdest thing to wear
while walking down to the car while wearing a full length leather trench
coat and designer boots.
He got in the car and looked at the driver.
"I think that there's something missing." he said with a light humor.
Wolverine looked back at him. He laughed and tuned back to the wheel of the black Viper.
"What do you want, a watch? Maybe one with built in TV and cell phone. Or a car?" he said in a mocking voice.
"How about sunglasses?" Calvin asked
"Holy Shit." mumbled Logan.
He could not believe that the small boy was following in the footsteps of the stupidest mutants.
"You don't have a clue about fashion, do you?" said Calvin
"You have no idea about good looks." said Logan.
"If you think about it, I should have sunglasses. My eyes turn a color and that is cause enough to get them. The bad guys would know what I'm about to do. I could conjure, or summon, or force, or what ever it is, a CD without anyone knowing."
Calvin argued his point well.
"O.K, but anything but red." was the reply.
The Professor and storm were in Cerebro.
"What is the reason for coming here?" asked Storm.
"I have seen some strange mutations before, but nothing like Calvin's. I think that he is not a regular mutant."
"You think that someone turned him into a mutant?"
"I know that Logan is not the only one with that problem."
He started to tap the pad on the touch screen keyboard. He hit a button and a great projection of human DNA. It moved to the side to allow room for a diagram of Calvin's body. The diagram started to turn slowly. As it turned, it began to speak. It wasn't Calvin's somewhat high pitch drawl, but a feminine computer's voice. The disembodied voice resonated around the near sphere.
"Name: Calvin Doyle. Gender: Male. Powers: Unknown at present. Studies show that Subject Calvin is entirely human. Trace amounts of different metals within body."
The professor looked puzzled. Then he taped the keyboard and pulled up a list of dates. He skimmed through the sixties until he reached 1964. He highlighted it and a list of names came up. He scrolled down to the 'Ns'. Here he slowly kept going. The name Natalia Soleyokov. This he taped on and, next to Calvin's bio, the info on her was projected. The voice waited a few seconds before it started up again.
"Name: Natalia Soleyokov. Alias: Madame Hydra. Gender: Female. Powers: None. Print death in 1964. True death unknown. 90% chance of Subject Natalia Soleyokov still alive. Formally of the Red Army. Specialty in computer mechanics. Most likely leader of HYDRA. Whereabouts unknown."
"Computer, is there a last known whereabouts of Madame Hydra?" the professor asked.
"Last known whereabouts located in former HYDRA base underground Havana, Cuba, at the Arnold Sanatorium."
The professor knew of the place. The psychiatric treatment there was known in the circles of the professor. They were known for helping the criminally insane. They were not always the best place for (quote, unquote) good treatments. She had been there since she helped SHEILD to kill the duplicates of all the SHEILD agents. She had allied herself with SHEILD, but was turned in to the authorities when the ordeal was over. At the trials, she was deemed criminally insane. After that, she was sent to Arnold Sanatorium.
"We have got to go to Havana. There are some things we need to know, and fast."
With this, the professor took of the helmet that connected him to the great machine, and wheeled around and nearly sped out of the giant room.
He got in the car and looked at the driver.
"I think that there's something missing." he said with a light humor.
Wolverine looked back at him. He laughed and tuned back to the wheel of the black Viper.
"What do you want, a watch? Maybe one with built in TV and cell phone. Or a car?" he said in a mocking voice.
"How about sunglasses?" Calvin asked
"Holy Shit." mumbled Logan.
He could not believe that the small boy was following in the footsteps of the stupidest mutants.
"You don't have a clue about fashion, do you?" said Calvin
"You have no idea about good looks." said Logan.
"If you think about it, I should have sunglasses. My eyes turn a color and that is cause enough to get them. The bad guys would know what I'm about to do. I could conjure, or summon, or force, or what ever it is, a CD without anyone knowing."
Calvin argued his point well.
"O.K, but anything but red." was the reply.
The Professor and storm were in Cerebro.
"What is the reason for coming here?" asked Storm.
"I have seen some strange mutations before, but nothing like Calvin's. I think that he is not a regular mutant."
"You think that someone turned him into a mutant?"
"I know that Logan is not the only one with that problem."
He started to tap the pad on the touch screen keyboard. He hit a button and a great projection of human DNA. It moved to the side to allow room for a diagram of Calvin's body. The diagram started to turn slowly. As it turned, it began to speak. It wasn't Calvin's somewhat high pitch drawl, but a feminine computer's voice. The disembodied voice resonated around the near sphere.
"Name: Calvin Doyle. Gender: Male. Powers: Unknown at present. Studies show that Subject Calvin is entirely human. Trace amounts of different metals within body."
The professor looked puzzled. Then he taped the keyboard and pulled up a list of dates. He skimmed through the sixties until he reached 1964. He highlighted it and a list of names came up. He scrolled down to the 'Ns'. Here he slowly kept going. The name Natalia Soleyokov. This he taped on and, next to Calvin's bio, the info on her was projected. The voice waited a few seconds before it started up again.
"Name: Natalia Soleyokov. Alias: Madame Hydra. Gender: Female. Powers: None. Print death in 1964. True death unknown. 90% chance of Subject Natalia Soleyokov still alive. Formally of the Red Army. Specialty in computer mechanics. Most likely leader of HYDRA. Whereabouts unknown."
"Computer, is there a last known whereabouts of Madame Hydra?" the professor asked.
"Last known whereabouts located in former HYDRA base underground Havana, Cuba, at the Arnold Sanatorium."
The professor knew of the place. The psychiatric treatment there was known in the circles of the professor. They were known for helping the criminally insane. They were not always the best place for (quote, unquote) good treatments. She had been there since she helped SHEILD to kill the duplicates of all the SHEILD agents. She had allied herself with SHEILD, but was turned in to the authorities when the ordeal was over. At the trials, she was deemed criminally insane. After that, she was sent to Arnold Sanatorium.
"We have got to go to Havana. There are some things we need to know, and fast."
With this, the professor took of the helmet that connected him to the great machine, and wheeled around and nearly sped out of the giant room.