Disclaimer: The Kernl has returned!! Look how many people are excited!! Uh,
not too many, but that's ok. My sources tell me that today is one of my
reviewer's birthday. Happy Birthday! Anyway, I don't own the X-Men...the real
X-Men, that is. There are quite a few original characters that I do own.
And there will be more...I can guarantee that. Now, for those of you who
haven't read Domination at all Costs...go read it before you read this. You
won't understand this fanfic if you don't.
A dark figure moved through the shadows of the buildings. Reaching a nearby pub, he stopped, staying hidden within the shadows. He pressed his left ear to the window so that he could also see inside the room.
Inside the pub, Carl Towers had just ordered another drink. The man next to him had obviously had too much to drink, for he was teetering slightly on his seat while squinting up at one of the ceiling lights.
"That's all for tonight, Bill," Carl told the bartender.
Carl placed his money on the bar and turned to leave.
"In my opinion," the drunk man said loudly behind him, "a colored man ought to leave a bit more dough than that."
Carl turned around, "Sounds to me like we're a bit racist."
"Are you threatnin' me?" the drunken man stood up.
"I can be," Carl raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "Do you feel threatened?"
"I won't take this from a black man!" the drunk man raged.
"Bring it on!" Carl taunted, opening his arms wide.
The drunk man charged Carl who easily sidestepped the clumsy attack. Carl's hands began to give off a blue glow. Carl took a quick look at his hands and dashed towards the exit. As soon as he was outside he stopped and looked at his hands again. If anyone found out that he was a mutant...he didn't even want to think about that.
Carl sighed and looked around cautiously. The moonlight was suddenly reflected off of something in the darkness. Carl ignored it and began to walk home.
Behind him, the dark figure smiled, moonlight still glinting off of the glass eye in his right socket. Quietly, the figure began to follow Carl.
Carl was a few feet from his apartment when someone spoke behind him.
"You caused quite a lot of mayhem back there," the figure had long, silvery hair that was tied back behind his head and Carl recognized the man's glass eye as the object glinting in the shadows at the pub.
"Do I know you?" Carl asked calmly.
"No," the man replied simply, "But I've been watching you, Carl."
"Whoa! You're stalking me?!" Carl took a few steps backwards.
"No," the man smiled, "You're a mutant, Carl."
"Ok, yeah, but don't tell anyone," Carl admitted, looking around for anyone leaning out their windows.
"Being a mutant is nothing to be ashamed of," the man assured him.
"Yeah, it is pretty cool except for the fact that everyone hates you," Carl said, shrugging, "What do you want anyway?"
"Revenge!" the man said, grinning insanely.
"Um, ok," Carl scratched his head, "revenge on who?"
"The mutant known as Magneto," the man grimaced.
"Yeah, I think I've heard of him somewhere," Carl nodded.
"He will pay for what he did to me," the man stared off into space.
"Uh, right," Carl looked around to see if there was anyone around watching this strange scene, "You actually haven't told me who you are."
"I am Nucleo," the man looked back at Carl, "and you, Mayhem, are going to join me."
A dark figure moved through the shadows of the buildings. Reaching a nearby pub, he stopped, staying hidden within the shadows. He pressed his left ear to the window so that he could also see inside the room.
Inside the pub, Carl Towers had just ordered another drink. The man next to him had obviously had too much to drink, for he was teetering slightly on his seat while squinting up at one of the ceiling lights.
"That's all for tonight, Bill," Carl told the bartender.
Carl placed his money on the bar and turned to leave.
"In my opinion," the drunk man said loudly behind him, "a colored man ought to leave a bit more dough than that."
Carl turned around, "Sounds to me like we're a bit racist."
"Are you threatnin' me?" the drunken man stood up.
"I can be," Carl raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "Do you feel threatened?"
"I won't take this from a black man!" the drunk man raged.
"Bring it on!" Carl taunted, opening his arms wide.
The drunk man charged Carl who easily sidestepped the clumsy attack. Carl's hands began to give off a blue glow. Carl took a quick look at his hands and dashed towards the exit. As soon as he was outside he stopped and looked at his hands again. If anyone found out that he was a mutant...he didn't even want to think about that.
Carl sighed and looked around cautiously. The moonlight was suddenly reflected off of something in the darkness. Carl ignored it and began to walk home.
Behind him, the dark figure smiled, moonlight still glinting off of the glass eye in his right socket. Quietly, the figure began to follow Carl.
Carl was a few feet from his apartment when someone spoke behind him.
"You caused quite a lot of mayhem back there," the figure had long, silvery hair that was tied back behind his head and Carl recognized the man's glass eye as the object glinting in the shadows at the pub.
"Do I know you?" Carl asked calmly.
"No," the man replied simply, "But I've been watching you, Carl."
"Whoa! You're stalking me?!" Carl took a few steps backwards.
"No," the man smiled, "You're a mutant, Carl."
"Ok, yeah, but don't tell anyone," Carl admitted, looking around for anyone leaning out their windows.
"Being a mutant is nothing to be ashamed of," the man assured him.
"Yeah, it is pretty cool except for the fact that everyone hates you," Carl said, shrugging, "What do you want anyway?"
"Revenge!" the man said, grinning insanely.
"Um, ok," Carl scratched his head, "revenge on who?"
"The mutant known as Magneto," the man grimaced.
"Yeah, I think I've heard of him somewhere," Carl nodded.
"He will pay for what he did to me," the man stared off into space.
"Uh, right," Carl looked around to see if there was anyone around watching this strange scene, "You actually haven't told me who you are."
"I am Nucleo," the man looked back at Carl, "and you, Mayhem, are going to join me."