Acquisition

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A year had passed and Stryker was no closer to his goals. Logan had left. Bradley was showing signs of descent. Victor was becoming more unstable. Worse that damn sand kept coming back.

Every time he hunted new talent it was there, blinding and immobilizing his team until the target was safely away. Soon though this thorn would be removed. His incompetent research team had finally been able to trace the origin of the sand and he had sent Zero to take care of whoever it was that was interfering. He knew it must be a mutant. Sand storms, he'd furiously explained to a subordinate did not just appear in the middle of an African jungle.

"Sir, we have the location of your target." A small boned secretary handed him a cream colored piece of paper with a picture of a young woman, an address and an explanation of her mutation.

"Bradley prep the C-17. Tell the boys they have a new target." Stryker smiled as he spoke into his cell phone. The acquisition of this mutant would open new doors. A mutant that could heal all wounds, cure any illness. He would have the President groveling at his feet.

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