WHAT CAME OF OLD BEGINNINGS:

CHAPTER 6

Kimara awoke to find herself in rather bleak surroundings. It was very old looking warehouse. The place was seemingly empty except for a little more than a dozen scientific looking machines and very dark, even for Mara's eyes. At first, Mara was concerned about the thing she had been fighting for that brief moment. "Where's that guy." She thought to herself. Then the person Mara had been fighting appeared. The man was wearing robes that made him appear to be a wizard in a fairy tale.

"Something's off", Mara thought, "His robes look like they're from different periods in time. It's almost like he's taken souvenirs from throughout history. Nice costume." His clothing, upon closer inspection, had numerous blackened areas around which dark blood was freshly placed yet he appeared to be in no pain. If he was indeed a wizard he must have healed himself.

Mara had apparently left her mark. The headache she had been waiting for never came. Instead, she saw someone she was nearly dying to see. It was a blue form with a demon like tail. It was none other than her favorite uncle Kurt Wagner, but what was more pressing was that he was strapped down to some sort of operating table like something out of a Frankenstein movie. Poor Kurt had so many technical gadgets, connecting him to several machines, that he was hard to recognize. When Mara attempted to move to help him she then realized, for the first time seemingly, that she too was strapped down to a table and hooked up to just as many machines. Then she finally noticed that the most peculiar part was that she and Kurt were not only connected to machines but to each other.

Kimara was helpless to do anything to save herself or Kurt. The moment the realization was complete a form entered to room. One belonging to a person she had only heard of, but still easily recognizable. The form was that of Mr. Sinister.

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Mr. Sinister entered his makeshift laboratory to find both of his subject prepped and ready for his little project. In truth, experiment was a better word as he had tested the process with unsuccessful results. But he was combining his magic talents this time so his hopes were high. Sinister knew though that he now had the key to the entire experiment, Nightcrawler. It is his specific powers that will lead to success. It was true that he could find another mutant with similar abilities, but it seemed so much more pleasant to have two X-Men instead of one. Besides, now Sinister had something else going for him as well, the weather goddess's daughter.

It was this child that was the reason for his experiments in the first place. This single mutant may be the key to his success in a different project. One to rid him of the only thing standing in his way of domination, the X-Men. And what a delightful thought it was to think one of their own would be the force to destroy them. As Sinister looked at his subjects, he noticed that the young one was staring at him coldly.

"What the hell is all this about?" She said. Sinister could clearly see that she was very angry. "That's good. Her anger only encourages and delights me." He thought to himself. He became very pleased to see the anger of the young mutant. Anger fueled Mr. Sinister. As did fear. Though it was strange that he saw none in her now. "She is stronger willed than I thought. She will need that strength, as will I. She is even more perfect than I could have possibly desired. That's very good." Then Sinister spoke aloud.

"My dear, you are here because it pleases me." He said.

"What about him," She started, nodding towards Kurt. "Let him go."

This statement alarmed Kurt who was thinking solely of his niece. Kurt spoke out to Sinister desperately, "No! She's young she can't possibly be worth your while."

"Oh my!" Sinister said chuckling madly, "Your dear display of emotion and concern for each other is quite entertaining. But I fear neither of you shall be leaving quite yet. You see, my experiment has just begun."

"What experiment? What are you talking about? Why us?" Said the young mutant.

"You certainly do ask a lot of questions." Sinister said chuckling again. "My experiment, my dear, is in fact, you. And as for why I have chosen your friend here, well that is simple. I could have replicated his power with War Wizards' magic. But it was so very much easier to gather both of my subjects in one fell swoop. The alternative being searching the rest of the pathetic world for what I needed. And that, young one, is all you need to know."

"You mean he's not even necessary?" After a quick motion to her uncle and a nod from Mister Sinister Mara exploded, "Come closer you bastard I'm gonna kick your pasty white ass."She shouted with ferocity while struggling as best she could against her restraints,

The young mutant kept yelling some sort of blather or another, but Sinister was not listening. He had to begin. "My dear, you shall be home in your parents arms soon enough. But I must proceed, I want to return you before your X-men figure out where you are and come to the rescue." As soon as he finished his thought Sinister signaled to War Wizard, His attendant for the whole of the experiment and his only other acolyte other than his puppet, Warp. "Begin the process." He commanded him.

Kimara felt pain going through her body. And she voiced it. Her screams went into air as the machines buzzed to life to join Kurt's screams as well. Whatever was happening, Mara hated it. She felt a strange sensation almost as if her skin was growing hair. The last thing she remembered was looking over at Kurt, as he gazed at her, before everything went black.