(Here's the next chapter guys.)
Noble Six: Thanks.
Chapter 6: Difference of Opinion
(New York University, a few days later)
Connell laid back on his bed, arms behind his head and his eyes staring at the ceiling. His mind gathered thoughts about the upcoming secret meeting with some…somewhat likeminded individuals.
'I hope this gains some support, we need as many people as we can get as aid.' Connell sighed in his mind.
'Ah lad, you have a good idea.' One of the voice said.
'I hope so.' Connell sighed.
'You have the right idea, boy, but not for the right purpose.' Another of the voices grunted.
'If you say so.' Connell replied.
'You've grown quiet calm with us, young man. I'm glad to see that you have become comfortable with this strange new aspect of your life.' Another of the voices said.
Connell at first erratic and unsure of what to make of the voices, he thought he was losing his mind. For some reason that he was unsure of, he began to become use to the voices. Being alone for most of his life made him nervous around people, but would voice his opinion when needed. Having company, even if they are just voices, was a welcoming condition.
'I guess it's nice to have someone to talk to. I'm kind of a loner, makes it hard to talk to people.' Connell replied.
'Afraid of people, boy? That is not a useful quality?' One of the voices scoffed.
'Hilarious.' Connell grunted in reply.
"Ah boy, for your idea to work, which seems unlikely, your conviction and commanding presence must be strong.' The same voice replied.
'I'm not exactly a leader. Whoever you all are, you should know I'm close to only a few…since you seem to know so much about me.' Connell growled.
'We do indeed boy, we do indeed.' The voice replied, chuckling.
Connell grumbled in annoyance, irritated with the voice's dismissive nature of what he hoped to accomplish. However, the young man understood the meaning behind the voice's words.
'No need to bare your fangs, remain calm. Unhinged anger could cause mayhem, young warrior.' A new voice stated.
'Warrior? I'm no warrior.' Connell sighed in reply.
'One with a wolf's sense of nobility demonstrates such a trait.' Another new voice stated.
Connell was quiet for a moment, unsure of what to think of the voice's words.
'I…I don't know what to say…' Connell replied, his words coming stammering from him.
'Ah boy, anger isn't always something to be dismissed. It does come from a great cause sometimes.' Another of the voice said.
'Perhaps, but you shouldn't rely on it alone.' One of the new voices stated.
'Bah! Don't over think it!' The voice scoffed.
Connell lifted up the center piece of the necklace, his eyes gazing at the shield and swords. His eyes narrowed at it, trying to understand everything that has happened lately. Then he got a phone call, he picked it up and saw it is from Humphrey.
"Yeah?" Connell answered.
"It's time man, let's do this." His friend explained, confidence in his voice.
"Alright, where do we meet?" Connell asked.
Humphrey told him the location and how to get there.
"Alright, I'm heading out in a minute." Connell replied then ended the call.
The young man exhaled nervously.
'You're afraid.' One of the voices said.
'Your point?' Connell grunted.
'A leader and a warrior cannot be afraid of people, it makes you weak, boy.' The same voice explained.
'The boy showed promise chasing off those three fools some time ago.' Another of the voices defended the young man.
'I haven't forgotten.' The other voice grunted.
'*Sighs* Well…let's go.' Connell sighed in his mind.
After several minutes Connell met Humphrey in another secluded corner of campus, in a set of trees. Gathered there are about a dozen people. Connell met with his friend a few yards away from the group.
"We got some. You started talking to them?" Connell asked.
"Yeah, I was basically telling them the basics of this meeting." Humphrey answered.
"Alright, let's hope this makes a good start." Connell said.
His friend nodded. The two walked back to the group who are talking to one another.
"Hello everyone, thanks for coming." Connell said.
They all kept talking, apparently not noticing him. Connell cleared his throat to get their attention, but that didn't work. He grumbled under his breath. He then took a small log laying next to a tree and hit the tree with it a few times. The group turned to him.
"Hello everyone, thanks for coming." The young man said, trying to hide his annoyance.
The group remained quiet, but all eyes are on him.
"You all came here for the same thing: you are suspicious and angered with the government." Connell stated, stammering a bit.
The group tensed up, but did their best to relax.
"They've become fascist in nature; their control has becoming more authoritarian with each day." Connell stated.
Some of them hesitantly nodded, but Connell could see they are in agreement.
"They've abused their power, watching us every where at every moment. Our privacy is gone and they've become a Big Brother government." Connell stated.
The group seemed confused, look at one another with unsure looks.
"It's from a book about a society under the control of a fascist, authoritarian government like our own. You all can look it up later." Connell explained.
The group nodded. Connell felt he is getting through to them, he just hoped it would continue.
"This government has done terrible things, and it started with them slaughtering the heroes those many years ago." Connell said.
The group's attitude changed.
"Look man, I got where you were going with the authoritarian thing, but those guys deserved what was coming to them." One of the group said.
Connell's eyes widened in surprise.
"The government massacred them because they refused to side with an unjust law!" Connell grunted, shock clearly in his voice.
"A group of so called 'heroes' killed the people in Stamford." Another of the group replied.
"That was Nitro! He caused the destruction! The New Warriors were not responsible for the deaths!" Connell growled.
"I disagree with some things with what the government has done, but the Registration Act isn't one of them. With their powers they need to be kept in check." A third member of those gathered grunted, unfazed by Connell's statements.
"Even it was meant for good reasons at first, it became a way to control them. But you all know that the government wiped them out: the Avengers, the X-Men, every superhuman, vigilante, or both that didn't side with them! They all died!" Connell growled angrily.
"We know, but if they had any credit all, it died when they killed Agent Rhodes." Another group member stated.
The others nodded in agreement.
"Why would Captain America and Iron Man, a good friend of Rhodes, kill him?" Connell grunted.
"You know he went to meet them to negotiate their surrender." Another group member stated.
'Even if I tell them, they won't believe me.' Connell growled in his mind.
He knew Maria Hill executed Agent Rhodes that day, but the group wouldn't believe him.
"It doesn't make any sense. Even if Steve Rogers tried to kill him, Tony Stark would've refused to allow it to happen. But Rogers wouldn't dare do that, he was a good man." Connell argued.
"He was until he showed his true colors." One of the group members growled.
"I'm done with this. I don't like the government's invasion of privacy, but the Registration Act is justified. Since that is one of your main pillars to rebel against them, I won't side with you. I'm outta here." One of the group said as they stood up then left.
The others nodded and stated their agreement then left. Connell and Humphrey stood there in shock and despair.
"They…they just left…" Humphrey gasped.
"They did indeed." Connell growled.
Connell's fist clenched in anger, realizing that he wasn't likely to get much other support than Humphrey as a stand against the government and their Registration Act.
To be continued…