This Chapter written by close friend and co-creator of the X-Corps, Gabriel
Danny sighed, downing another shot of whatever it was he was drinking. Watching every woman that entered the bar, he shook his head. Not a single glance cast his way. He was a skinny man, with black glasses, a rugged goatee, and a nice body. But tonight just wasn't a good night for the man. Finally, he caught someone's eye, and offered his 'services'. In the bathroom, he was paid before the sex.
Afterwards, Danny blinked. "I'm not really your type, what?" The woman looked up, and shook her head. "I.. didn't say anything." Danny blinked, and fled, trying to block out the wishes of every woman who wanted a man.
He fled all the way home, where even there the wishes of women were cascading into his brain. It hurt, in short. Crying from the pain, he locked himself in the bathroom, slamming his fist onto the mirror. It cracked, and he felt hot blood rolling down his arm. Screaming his pain to the world, he looked into the mirror, and yelled again before repeatedly banging his fist onto the mirror. More blood spilled, and he continued crying.
Hours later, he awoke, lying in the bathtub in a pool of his own blood. Standing, he whiped the blood off of his face, but only smeared it more- his hands were bloody, too. Looking in the mirror, Danny gave a start- He didn't have blonde hair! What the hell was going on!
Stumbling back, he slipped in his blood, and managed to catch himself before falling. Stepping out of the bathtub, he loked in the mirror again. Yeah, that was the only thing he was sure about. His hair was blonde. Danny shook his head in amazement. "My hair was... brown.." He murmured, squinting.
He had dropped his glasses somewhere in his frenzy to rid his mind of women's wishes, which was still there, now that he thought about it. Just... not as bad. Danny located his glasses, and put them on.
Yes. Blonde hair. "What the hell!" He asked himself, running his bloody hands through his hair. He yelled in amazement as the blood turned his whole head a burgandy color. "Dude!" He screamed, watching as his hair turned from red, to blue, to green, and back to blonde.
"Oh fuck." He murmured. "I'm a mutant."