Warren Worthington III stood in his father's office, the very office that would one day be his, looking out the window at all the people, human and mutant alike below. Why would any mutant want to give up being who they were? He didn't understand this at all because he;d never want to give up nhis wings for anything. His wings were apart of him, aprat of his personallity and he could never imagine living without them. Sure he had to bind them when he was on the ground but it was either binding them or knocking everything in his path over and breaking everything else. At one point he had forgotten to bind his wings and he knocked over at least three different plants and only God knows how many coffee cups, half of them filled with steaming hot coffee and if he hadn't been the boss's son, he would have bee fired for sure. It was times like that that made Warren III who he was and he didn't want anyone taking that away from him, espesually his father.
Warren had never had a good relationship with his father. Even as a child, his father was always getting on to how he acted becuase he didn't want Warren's actions reflecting the company and when Warren got his wings, his father practiacally hid him from the public eye because he didn't want the world to know that the Owner of Worthington Labs had a mutant w/ wings for a son, bad publicity. There was nothing his father could do about him being a mutant, at least until now. Warren had a feeling that his father had created this "cure" to make him hunman but that was the last thing Warren wanted and there was now way his father would ever see that.
Just then the door to the office opened and Warren Worthington Jr and another man walked into the room.
"Hello son".
"Father."
"What are you thinking about?"
"How no matter what you say or do you can't force me to take that "cure" of yours."
"Son it's for your own good."
"No!" Warren said turbning from the window and looking at his father, evenly,"You want to do this for you, not me! You want to make me human to save face for the company because you are too afriad of loosing money if people find out that the heir of Worthington Labs is a bird brain feak! You ddon't care about me, you never did! The only person who ever cared about me was mom!"
"Leave your mother out of this!"
"i might as well seeing as how she's dead! If she were here she would never let you do this and you know it! All you care about, all you've ever cared about is this damn company! You never cared about me or mom!"
Worthington Jr slapped his son across the face and began yelling, "Don't you ever talk to me like that! I loved your mother very much and when she died, so did I! I'm trying my best to do what is best for you, Warren, you've got to believe that! if you take this cure, your life will be so much better, why can't you see that?"" Because it wouldn't be better! I don't want to live without flying! I can't live without flying and no matter what you say or do is going to make me change my mind!"
"I'm sorry you feel that way, Warren." Worthing Jr said as he motioned to the man he'd brought with him. the man grabbed Warren III's arm and struck him with a needle full of liquid.
"what the..." Warren began but never finished his sentece because he became dizzy and collapsed onto the hard wood floor. Warren Jr picked his son up and said, "YOu right son, what I do now is for the good of the comapny."
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