Date: Sun, 13 Apr 2003 23:39:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lorenzo Cooper <mkrann@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 5: Feral

This story contains gay themes, violence, and adult situations. Reader
discretion is advised.  This story has also been inspired by Marvel Comic's
X-Men.  The X-Men are a copyright of Marvel comics.

SHOUT OUT!

MAD LUV TO ALL WHO HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING MY STORY!!!

Was Sup DragonMaster: Holler at me on the real, yo!!!  You ain't got to be
know stranger. Peace

Mad Love To B-MORE CITY! EASTSIDE REPPIN IN THE '03

Excuse the typos...I know I make some errors but typing ain't my
specialty...if you know what I mean!

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Alliance Citadel, Earth X

Nexus Stargate Observation Center



"Major Waters, I think you need to take a look at this." the concerned look
on the young officer's face signalled a problem.

"What seems to be the problem, Officer Stevens?" Major Waters asked showing
no signs of alarm.

In his mind, Officer Stevens was probably worried for no reason. As the top
official of Nexus Stargate Security, he had seen officers worry over the
slightest energy flux that happened. Major Waters knew that if the Nexus
displayed an energy flux over level 10 with level 20 being the most
alarming, he would call in his star troopers, and begin a constant star
patrol of the main stargate.

"Sir, the Nexus seems to be having energy fluxes that span from level two
to level 8 without any lapses of time in between. As if there is negative
activity occurring within the Nexus. I have been trying to get in contact
with Stargate Towers of different sectors, but it seems that whatever is
causing the energy fluxes is also preventing me from contacting the other
sectors." Officer Stevens said looking worried.

"Keep trying to contact the other sectors. I haven't received any reports
of negative activity from Alliance Headquarters. It may be some galactic
showers happening, but to be on the safe side have all fighter pilots on
standby for patrol of the Nexus. If the energy level reaches 10 or more
dispatch fighter pilots and have seven patrol units sent into the Nexus to
patrol our sector and the other 5 stargates. If there is anything happening
I want reports on it immediately." Major Waters ordered as he exited the
observation bridge. He knew that if anything was going on the appropriate
official to contact would be Prime Xavier.

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Early morning at Red Island...



I awoke from the most peaceful sleep in my life. I also woke to the shock
of my life. I was laying on Torin's chest, and he was sound asleep. He
looked so peaceful. His breathing was heavy, and he slept restfully. I was
ready to get up when his hands moved across my back, and pulled me in
closer to him. I laid my head back on his chest, and went back to sleep. I
knew that I had to meet with Dr. Spalding, but today I needed to relax.

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Alliance Star Point Tower, Earth X

Prime Xavier watches the telecom screen as the Major reports of the
disturbing activities occurring in the Nexus zone. Prime Xavier hasn't been
informed of any situations occuring in the other Allied Worlds, but he also
knew that things never stayed the same. He understood that as the Prime for
Earth X, he had to be very prudent in his decisions. Although this report
didn't sound alarming... something deep in his own heart and soul felt
uneasy. He decided that the Major's decision was wise, and he agreed that
patrolling of the Nexus would be all that was needed at the time. As the
Prime discontinued his call, he flipped on the Psi-net news, and the
nightmare he had envisioned was coming true.

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Red Island, Dr. Spalding's office

{'Good Morning, we are coming to you live from Downtown B-More City to
report a disturbing situation. After a rowdy night ten people were found
dead. Disturbingly no wounds were found on their bodies. From what has been
reported the bodies seem to be in a form of shock and hemorraging from the
eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The area of the victims have been sectioned
off and are being prepared for inspection. Still coroners haven't
determined if this is an infectious disease or drug related. This could be
a new epidemic on our hands some health officials have stated. Reports are
still coming in, and we'll be keeping you posted. This is Kori Anderson for
Psi-Net News.'}

Dr. Spalding looks at the monitor in disgust. He didn't understand the
state of the world. Although ten people found dead downtown isn't unusual,
it still disturbed him to hear that so many people died while he was
asleep. He knew that the young mutants he trained would one day face a
terrible foe, but in his mind he prayed they would never face a foe like
The Breathtaker. The thought sent chills through his spine, and the dream
he had didn't comfort him at all. Dr. Spalding remembered how The
Breathtaker was slain, but an entity as dark as The Breathtaker has ways of
living even when dead. This very thought scared him the most. If the threat
of The Breathtaker was valid, Dr. Spalding would have to train his youth in
defending the Allied Worlds. Even with the most advanced training, he
wouldn't be able to protect his youth from the psionic juggernaut whose
abilities spread fear across the galaxy. Almost ninety percent of his youth
in combat training were psionic talents. This meant that the only
unaffected mutants would be elemental mutants and psionic
neutralizers. Both types of mutants were one and a million, and even still
The Breathtaker was a threat. Elemental mutants could still be manipulated
mentally, but their powers wouldn't be. While mutants possessing the
ability to neutralize psionic energy wouldn't be affected by his mental
abilities, they would be harmed by his other resources. Dr. Spalding had to
construct a team comprised of mutants he felt capable of combating The
Breathtaker.

"Circe...locate files of psionic neutralizers, and elemental mutants. Once
located prepare a group of capable individuals that has the potential to
handle a prime psionic entity." he spoke aloud as he exited his room to go
to his debriefing room.

In his mind he had to prepare for the unknown. Although he couldn't quite
put his fingers on why he felt the way he did, he knew that preparing now
could determine the fate for many people.

As he walked down the hall towards his debriefing room, he couldn't help
but notice the young mutants with potential. Dr. Spalding's dream was to
help them deal with being different, and to use their talents to help
rather then hurt people. He understood that not every mutant could be
saved, but he had concluded if molded early at the right age most mutants
could deal with the changing world around them. Then he couldn't help but
think of Roxy. He would have to explain to Alliance officials what
occurred. Even when he scanned young Kyle's mind, he didn't find
anything. He knew where he could find the lady in Kyle's mind, but he
didn't know why she killed Roxy. All he knew was that whatever was going
on, there was something even bigger that was brewing.

As he entered the debriefing room, Circe materialized across the room from
Dr. Spalding. Though she was a living mutant, she seemed emotionless. If
there wasn't any logical reasoning, she didn't comprehend the
situation. She had completed her task seconds after Dr. Spalding had given
the command, but she knew that he was coming to the debriefing area. She
decided to wait until he had reached his destination.

"Doctor, I have completed the task that you asked of me. There aren't any
psionic neutralizers enrolled at Red Island. As far as elementals are
concerned there are 147 elemental mutants that are enrolled at Red
Island. Since you stated that the mutants had to be capable of combatting a
prime psionic mutant, that eliminated 145 mutants. Although the mutants I
selected are capable of manipulating the elements, there abilities are
activated psionically. Doctor, you only have two mutants at Red Island that
are natural elementals due to their alien dna. They are Fire and Ice. Both
have been thoroughly trained in aggressive combat, and are excellent
soldiers." she said looking at the Doctor as he stared out the window.

"That's it, hunh. Damn I don't think that will be enough to combat a prime
psionic. Do I have any potential prime psionics that's developing as we
speak." he said now feeling a little worried.

"Of course we do. Let me scan potential mutants with prime psionic
potential. This should be interesting." she said. After thirty seconds of
gazing as if out into space she returned showing a little astonishment
which was unusual for Circe.

"Let me have the bad news, Circe. I am quite sure you are going to tell me
that I don't have any potential prime psionics." he said assuming the
worst.

"Actually Doctor, you assumption is incorrect.You have multiple psionics
with prime psionics capabilities in certain areas. Please state
specifically what type of candidate you want me to search for." she said
smiling as she prepared for her next task.

"Circe, I think what I am looking for is one of my students that has the
ability to tap into all psionic abilities without any repercussions.
Basically a psionic with the capabilities combat an evil such as Darkoth
the Breathtaker. I am not saying the students has to have abilities as
Darkoth, but capable of withstanding an opponent of his caliber." he said
now trying to devise an alternative way of dealing with potential threats
such as Darkoth. Even though we have The Alliance and sector federations
that can help thwart such threats, it's better to be safe then sorry." he
said trying to make himself feel at ease, but he kept replaying the
nightmare he had the previous night.

"I understand completely, and while you were talking. I've narrowed your
search down to twenty students. I advanced my search three times, by age,
by experience, and by ability. This narrowed my search down to one
candidate...your favorite. It's Torin Waters. Torin displays prime psionic
potential as well as he has combat experience, and he is of age to enter
into combat as a soldier. As far as combating an entity as powerful as
Darkoth. I have no history of Darkoth. I can not calculate this information
until information has been provided. I have checked Alliance headquarters
data base and all I receive is that he was the dark ruler of the planet
Darkseid. That is all that I have on Darkoth. Please provide further
information in the Alliance data base. Is there anything else that I can
assist you with, Doctor?" Circe said examining Dr. Splading's face for any
signs of thoughts.

"Circe, I think I know who may know more then I do about Darkoth. The woman
I speak of used to be an ally of mine, but I am afraid we don't see eye to
eye anymore." he said reminiscing about fighting alongside Gaia now known
as the infamous leader Mother Mayhem. He can't imagine what changed her,
but he knows that in order to prepare himself he would have to go back down
memory lane. And she was a big part of his memory.

"If I may, why the need to know about someone or something that was killed
years and years ago?" Circe asked concerned at the Doctor's confused
appearance.

"I don't know...I had a dream.  But I am afraid that something is pulling
on my mind, and it's telling me that I didn't have a dream last night. I
guess I am a little paranoid, but I guess it comes with the territory." he
said smiling weakly at Circe.

"I guess it does come with the territory. Whatever it is Doctor, you will
be able to handle it." she said before phasing from out of vision.

Dr. Spalding thought about paying Mother Mayhem a visit face to face. He
knew that with her vast elemental and mystical abilities she would be able
to help him, but the question was did she want to help him? As he sat and
thought, he couldn't help but think about Circe's last comment. He smiled
as he thought about his assisstant. Circe's mutant ability was to be
exactly what she was...a living computer. Yet rarely did anyone associate
Circe as living...with feelings and needs and desires. He wondered what
really went on in the head of his young assistant. This intrigued him, but
at the moment he had something more serious to worry about. If Darkoth was
alive what was he planning to do, and when will he strike? Even more
important, who would be strong enough to face him? The last question was
the one that worried him the most, because the answer he came up with
was...no one.

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Late afternoon...Red Island



I was awakened suddenly when Torin jumped up as if from a nightmare.

"I'm sorry...I didn't know I fell asleep over here, or like this. I hope I
didn't make you feel uncomfortable." he said looking so adorable. I wanted
him to shut up, and lay back down but I settled for the apology.

"Don't worry about it. I wasn't uncomfortable at all. I slept
peacefully...more peaceful than ever before." I said smiling at him as I
stretched arching my back.

"Oh really...I wonder why is that?" he said smiling.

I couldn't help but blush a little. Although I knew that Torin was
completely comfortable with my sexuality, I still didn't know whether or
not he was gay. But I didn't feel comfortable outright asking him, so I
decided to work with the present situation, and that was hunger. I offered
him one of my robes, and he took a shower upstairs as I prepared him
breakfast.

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Meanwhile upstairs...

Torin undressed in the bedroom laying his clothes neatly across Kyle's
bed. He notices the size of the California King size bed, and laughed at
the thought 'size does matter.'  Torin looked at the size of his sleeping
member, and deeply hoped for the opportunity when he could make love and
not worry about being judged. Deep inside he wanted to be with someone that
had the innocence of Kyle...deep down he wanted someone with the mysterious
nature of Kyle...deep down he wanted Kyle. That thought sent shivers down
Torin's spine, and it awakened his dick which was now semi-hard, and aching
to be released, but he ignored the need to release. He took his shower
thinking about how Kyle smelled, and how Kyle felt in his arms. The
steaming hot water hit his body with force, and he melted away inside of
his fantasy. Whe he was finished, Kyle had laid some extra baggy sweat
pants down on the bed for him, and a t-shirt that would be big on Kyle but
fitted Torin like a body shirt. As he was about to go downstairs he noticed
a heart shaped locket on the mirror. His curiosity pushed him to see the
picture inside. Inside was a picture of Kyle smiling sweetly. Though Torin
didn't make it a habit of taking things, he had to have this as
memorabilia. He stuffed it in the sweatpants, and went dowstairs to a
home-cooked meal.

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Downstairs dining area...



"I almost thought you drowned...You look refreshed. The food is in the oven
warming up. If you want to eat go right ahead, I am going to shower and
change." I said hoping he'd wait for me before he at.

"I will wait for you...at least that's what you want me to do" he winked
and smiled at me letting me know I had thought too loudly.

"You did it again...what if I was saying something personal" I said now
realizing that he had the upper advantage in all conversations.

"It's a habit...I won't do that without letting you know. I promise." he
said smiling at me.

I again was embarassed about the fact that I was parading around with
nothing but a t-shirt on. I took a ten minute shower, and when I got
downstairs he was seated patiently at the table waiting for me.

"Good boy...now that I have trained you to sit and wait...how about rolling
over for me." I said sarcastically as I fixed him a nice plate of food.

"I would comply with that, but with the thought you had last night you
might take advantage of me while I am lying down." he said responding to my
sarcasm. Then I felt a pluck at my ear, but he was sitting across the
room. I knew he was using his powers, so I let him have his moment.

"If you are going to pluck me try using your hands the next time" I said
being flirtatious as usual.

"I will remember that." he said now letting the man come out of him.

Boy could he eat. I fixed pancakes, eggs, home fries, bacon, sliced some
fruit, and served tall glasses of orange juice. He had three plates of
food, and I only had one. I was amazed, but he explained that his abilities
plus his daily regimen made him extremely hungry. He also explained that in
order for him to manipulate his powers he had to have the proper amount of
rest, a healthy diet, and physically in tip top shape. He said that even
though he was strong with his abilities they could easily wear him down if
he isn't in good condition. I listened and marveled at his abilities. In my
mind, he was my superman. As we were again getting comfortable with one
another, his Psi-band began to beep.

"It's Dr. Spalding...duty calls. I enjoyed this a whole lot. I would love
to do it again sometime. You really are a cool person, and I like that." he
said grabbing a bag with his things in it, and putting his coat on.

"We will definitely do this again. At least I hope so." I said as he ran
out the front door. As he crossed the lawn running, I saw a blue aura
surround him then he was gone. I stood at the door completely amazed.

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Dr. Spalding's office

Torin instantly appears from the blue aura in Dr. Splading's office. Seated
with him are Ice, Fire, and Circe. Although he knew he didn't do anything,
he backtracked his memory to see if he forgot anything. He did have a
relaxing night, and he might have forgotten about something that was
important.

"Have a seat Torin... this is going to take a minute." he said nodding his
head towards the seat sitting right next to Circe.

"I didn't do anything this time Dr. Spalding. I honestly didn't." Torin
said looking around the room contemplating picking the minds of Ice and
Fire even though he knew that Dr. Spalding would intervene.

"You are nervous for no reason. This is actually some good news. At least I
think you have prepared a long time for this. I am ready to assign you to a
team. I don't know for sure how many will be a part of this team, but I do
know that for now Fire and Ice are going to be a part of this team. You
will receive direct debriefings from myself or Circe, and I will send you
on weekly special ops trainings until I feel that you have been trained to
the extent of your abilities. I chose you three because of age and ability
as well as maturity. At the moment, I have not selected a team captain but
I assure you I will be watching for teamwork, conflict management, and
leadership skills. Section Eleven located deep inside Red Island close to
Lake Tanlawi is a huge cabin equipped with five bedrooms each containing
two full size beds, five bathrooms, state of the art kitchen, living room,
dining area, a library/study, a game room, and an Alliance computer system
which allows you access to confidential information. I expect you to be
ready by the end of this week to move into Section Eleven. Any questions?"
Dr. Spalding stated looking at each face to gage responses.

Although Torin knew that Dr. Spalding wasn't being completely up front with
them, he didn't want to push the envelope so he remained quiet. Reserved in
his own thoughts. Torin always wanted the chance to become a part of a
team, but he didn't think he would be assigned as a member of a team so
soon. He didn't mind working with Ice and Fire. He remembered when they
first became an item, and now years later he would be working side by side
with them. They were the first openly gay couple he saw at the school. As a
matter of fact they were the only openly gay couple at the school. Not to
say that there weren't any other gay students at Red Island, but you would
have to dig deep to find them. Many gay students remained in the closet
trying to hide their sexuality as well as the fact that they were
mutants. Ice and Fire were completely different although they were gay you
would never tell unless they shared that information which they clearly had
no problem doing. Ice was calm, laidback, reserved, and extremely
intelligent. The nineteen year old mutant was as skilled in hand-to-hand
combat as he was with his mutant abilities. His only weakness was his love
for the spicy tempered latino Fire. Fire wasn't flamboyant or loud, but he
was outspoken and quick to anger. His temper is what prevented him from
excelling. Often during scheduled trainings Fire would get angry, and walk
out. Only the soothing voice of Ice could calm him enough to even have a
calm discussion. On the other hand, Fire could be as skilled as Ice when he
really wanted to, but the fact was that he had to be in the mood to put
forth that much effort. As Torin thought about his two new partners, he
looked forward to having some good experiences as well as some
troubles. Despite his thoughts, the whole grouping would be a much needed
learning experience.

"Dr. Spalding, if everything is okay why the need to place us in a group,
and how were we selected? Why us three, and is everything really okay? I
mean, are we being prepared for something that's coming? Why are we being
separated from the school? I know it may sound like I am discouraged, but
it seems kind of strange that all of a sudden you want to group us. I also
thought that Torin was being prepared for Viper? I just need a little more
clarification, and I am also wondering do we have a decision here?" Ice
stated his voice edged with concern.

For the first time, Fire detected distress in his lovers voice. This sound
came only when he was concerned about one of Fire's tantrums, but this time
Fire wondered what could cause his lover so much tension. Fire looked at
Ice, and Ice glanced at Fire but directed his attention back to
Dr. Spalding who had leaned back in his chair preparing to answer the young
mutant.

"I wished that I could tell you that everything is okay, but I can't. All I
can say is that I am thinking about the future. At the present, there is no
danger at all. But that is what concerns me the most. As in past instances,
I group mutants based on talent, skill, and maturity. Although I also take
into consideration combat experience, clearly none of you have had a lot of
combat experience. I selected in my mind the best mutants for this team. I
also felt that seperating you from the mainstream would allow you to build
a rapport with one another as well as stay focused on the objective. Which
is to become a team that is unstoppable, and able to deal with any
situation. I understand that this is new to you, but there is a reason for
this decision, but it's not because of any danger. Not yet anyway. As for
having a decision in this matter...no you don't have any choice." he said
waiting for responses to his last statement.

Torin clearly knew that something was wrong. Rarely did Dr. Spalding
mandate anything. This was definitely bad whatever it was, but Torin didn't
want to dig deeper now. Ice obviously felt the same way because he didn't
ask anything else, and Fire for some strange reason didn't seem worried at
all.

"If there is no more questions from you...you are dismissed. Be ready to
move by the end of this week. Good day to each of you." he said then he
stood and walked down the hall with Circe beside him discussing other
business.

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  B-More City: The Styx



Deep down in the darkest area of B-More City, the darkness comes to
life. Moving slowly like fog covering a city. No one comes to the Styx...no
one sane anyway. Those that come into The Styx rarely walk out, and those
that walk out (which are very few) are never the same. The Styx's history
was dark. Once the place of great blood shed, great pain, and great horror
now remains a desolate place of broken buildings and trashed streets. Only
sound made in The Styx is the occassional screech of metal signs moving in
the wind. Even sunlight looks different in The Styx. What better place for
Darkness to reside then in darkness? The darkness gathers to form into an
army of ghostlike beings... extensions of a much greater evil. The Shadow
Wraith have completed their tasks. These silent beings prey on the life
essence of all beings, but can only be dispatched from the
ShadowWeaver. The ShadowWeaver then transfers the life essence to Darkoth
which strengthens him. Darkoth was weakened by the war to the point were he
could no longer exist as a physical form. In his weakened state he was
removed from Darkseid, and thought to be slain on the soils of Earth X. But
his powers remained, though his body didn't. Somehow he managed to get the
general of his dark army ShadowWeaver to locate a place for him to rest and
wait patiently for an opportunity to strike again. Now with the help of
ShadowWeaver, Darkoth has been replenished enough to assume form only for
short periods of time. Yet he foresaw this time, and prepared himself for
this moment. What he wanted now was the vessel in which he needed to occupy
in order to live.

"Master, a gift from me." ShadowWeaver states as he offers the Orb of Life
glowing the green essences of the victims claimed by the shadow wraith.

Darkoth extends his hands, and the orb lifts form the ShadowWeaver's hand
and moves across the room to the hand of Darkoth. Once in his palms,
Darkoth places both hands on the orb and absorbs the essence. Instantly he
feels the warmth of life flow through him. He is alive once more, but he
knows it is only temporarily. He must work fast, and the first task is to
take out his biggest threat The Alliance. Then he must settle old scores,
and reclaim what was his...the dark planet Darkseid. And finally begin his
campaigne of terror once more with new fury, and even darker abilities.

"Have you located the child?" he speaks slowly...his words resonating off
of the chamber walls.

"No Master, but I believe someone you know does?" ShadowWeaver states
hoping that he doesn't feel Darkoth's wrath this day.

"I have no time for games, ShadowWeaver. I don't like games that much...you
know that." he replies as he psionically lifts ShadowWeaver off of the
ground, and begins the fatality from which he gets his name...The
Breathtaker. Slowly, ShadowWeaver begins to gasp for air as Darkoth's
powers begin to pull the very breath out of ShadowWeaver's mouth. Darkoth
knows that he can pull the very life from ShadowWeaver and leave him
hemorraging from every opening in his body. He can feel the first pulse of
life in him as spurts of green life essence jump from ShadowWeaver's
body. Darkoth is pleased momentarily, but he remembers that he isn't
complete yet and he needs ShadowWeaver. Darkoth envisions torturing
ShadowWeaver in the future, and instantly lets ShadowWeaver fall to the
ground. Though his power grows strong, long as he must return to his astral
form he will never regain his true strength.

"Tell me who knows the location of the child?" he asks walking over to the
huge window on the side of throne.

"Yes Master, the one who knows the child is Gaia. You remember Gaia...she
knows where the child is. I have asked the shadows to talk, and they have
told me in the whispers of the wind. She knows, master. She knows, but your
powers can't extend there. Shall I send shadow wraiths to draw her out of
her confines?" ShadowWeaver whispers trying to regain his breath.

"My powers will extend to the ends of the galaxy. You, my little
ShadowWeaver, underestimate me, but I will deal with that later. Believe me
I will, but for now I want you to locate someone who hasn't seen me for a
long time. His loyalty to me is priceless, and he has been waiting for me
patiently. My powers are still growing so I can't specifically locate him,
but I can feel that he is here on Earth X. Find him immediately" he ordered
as he begins his assassination list.

Darkoth recalled the 5 Primes that stood so boldly against him. His galaxy
was the six point of The Stargate with Eart X being the center. He recalls
each prime individually: Prime Celeste of the planet Krystol located in the
Omega 5 galaxy, Prime Rowanda of the planet Ricar located in the Plutonian
galaxy, Prime Siglen of the planet Rizar located in the Centurion galaxy,
Prime David of the planet Capella located in the Brahman galaxy, and Prime
Xavier of the planet Earth X located in the Alpha galaxy. Each prime
represented a world he needed to conquer. He would have succeeded had they
not joined forces, and became the Alliance. Earth X lead the Alliance in an
outright war on Darkoth, and his army from Darkseid. Though Darkoth's army
was immense, they were no match for the will of Earth X and the
Alliance. Through blood and toil they succeeded in defeating the army of
warriors that ranged from shadow wraiths to his deadly shadow
predators. Darkseid's technology was extremely advanced, but no one
understood how a world lacking any true history could become so advanced so
swiftly.

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Downtown B-More City



Mother Mayhem sits alone deep in thought. She is preparing herself for the
threat of Darkoth. Her powers were strong, but she knows that when she
meets Darkoth again his powers will supercede hers. She had secrets that
needed to be shared. She had missing pieces to other peoples lives, and she
knew that before her final battle she would have to fill them pieces. In
her mind the storm approaching was more deadly then the last, and everyone
would be affected. Mother Mayhem was wise despite her actions and her
demeanor, she had a reason. She looked down at her wrinkled skin, and
thought about Medea. She still had to prep Medea for stepping into her
shoes as leader of The Kahns. Although she converted them to lives of petty
crimes, she really did care for the youth that made the roster of The
Kahns. Yet this old threat was now more important to deal with, and she
knew that every move she made counted for something.

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Red Island

"Dr. Spalding are you sure you want to do this?" Circe asked as the doctor
put on his coat, and prepared to make his pilgrimage to downtown to The
Kahn's warehouse.

"Circe I must do this. You don't understand the threat that we are
facing. There is an evil that this generation isn't prepared for. The
Alliance has grown weak, and has become lazy. So I must prepare, and the
only other person that understands this is Mother Mayhem." he explained as
he activated his psi-band.

"I wish you luck, doctor. I hope you find the answers to the questions you
have." Circe said as her mentor began his journey to the past.

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Red Island, Kyle's Place

I just walked in from some training, and the telecom was ringing off the
hook. I answered and it was Torin...looking good as usual.

"Hey Was sup Playa, how you doing? Was everything okay with Dr. Spalding?"
I asked as I began to take off my jacket.

"Hey was sup Kyle, I am doing fine, and Dr. Spalding had some business he
wanted to discuss with me...nothing serious though." he said smiling
pleasantly.

"That's good news. I thought maybe you had missed a training or
something. I know that I can be a bad influence, but I wasn't thinking of
being such an influence on you soon." I said.

"Well, you aren't that influential so you can feel at ease with yourself,
but I wanted to share my good news with you...over dinner. Say around eight
tonight. I will come escort you." he said looking cute and innocent.

Damn, he was sexy. I would definitely mistaken him for a model in one of
them magazines I saw in the library's archive section...GQ or Style. One of
them.

"Okay...well, do I need to dress up or is this casual?" I said as I started
to look into my closet for something to wear.

"No need to pull you hair out...this is casual. No need to be extravagant,
Mr. Knight." he said shaking his head in amusement.

"Well then, Mr. Waters I will see you at 8 tonight." I said as I ended our
telecom conversation.

I picked out something that was casual, but a little tempting. I was still
in mourning over my friend, so I decided to wear black. I realized that I
really didn't grieve her death, because I had been occupied with so much
other stuff. I knew that eventually my emotions would bombard me, and I
would eventually breakdown. Until that moment though, I continued as if
nothing had occurred. Since I had enough time to get ready, I decided that
a little nap would do me some good. I walked upstairs to my bedroom, set my
alarm to 7 o' clock, kicked off me shoes, and stretched out across my
bed. Minutes later I was sound asleep.

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The Upper West Side of B-More City...



The Wooden Nickel Bar is as rowdy as usual. Aliens, mutants, humans, and
borgs all filter to this place. Scarface, the owner and big time hustler,
had established his own empire right out of this establishment. Only the
most ruthless criminals would dare step foot in the door, and only the
deadliest make it out alive. Known for it's universal liquors and gambling,
The Wooden Nickel bar has faced much opposition from the Alliance. Due to
friends inside the Alliance, the Wooden Nickel has been able to endure the
tests of time. Yet even here the darkness has been felt. Patrons from all
places have dwindled, and it seems that an even growing danger lurks
around, and only one person understands.

He sits in the dark corner. His eyes taking in all that is around him. He
is always present, but never there. He likes to remain an anonmity. Always
in black. Always quiet. Always in the same corner...watching...waiting for
the time to come when he will resurface. Describing him as deadly would be
an under statement...then again describing him period is an
understatement. He is undescribable, but his presence is
unmistakable. Would he be described as a super mutant ? No. A powerful
mutant? No. But genius. Yes. And even more descriptive...Deadly.

The door to the Wooden Nickel opens, and in walks a hooded figure with
glowing blue eyes. He approaches the bar smoothely as if floating on
air. He immediately locates Scarface, and moves slowly towards him. The
figures presence emits in aura of disdain and fear among the other patrons
who move out of ShadowWeaver's way trying to pay as little attention to him
as possible. He looks directly into Scarface's eyes looking into the
shadows of his soul. Looking at his darkest secrets, and his most horrible
fears.

"I am looking for someone. I think you can help." ShadowWeaver speaks in
almost an inaudible whisper. His gaze sharpen in Scarface's eyes, and
without speaking he lifts his hand and points to the corner.

"His name is SEVEN" Scarface says as his breath suddenly becomes shallow.

"Thank you. Maybe we'll meet again" ShadowWeaver says as he moves in the
direction of the silent predator.

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Alliance Star Point Tower, Earth X



Prime Xavier prepares for bed. After receiving reports from the Nexus
Stargate Observation Center (NSCO) all day long he was ready to lay down
and melt away into his sheets. The alliance war veteran had seen too much
in his lifetime, and had come to the point where fighting just didn't
appeal to him anymore. Yet he had to stay in a position to be strong. He
knew that without his fiery nature, and his gift to move people's minds and
hearts the other Primes that sit on the Council would eventually dwindle
away. He kept them motivated, but lately he felt drained. His long time
affair with Prime Rowanda of the planet Ricar kept him in the Council. When
he accepted the honor of being the Prime for Earth X, he knew that it would
entail a lot of responsibility. Being the center world of the stargate
meant he had to monitor traffic as well as keep the peace between the
worlds and other planets. As he pulled his covers over his shoulder to
sleep, he couldn't help but wonder what if things weren't so fortunate for
the Alliance? What if the dark planet Darkseid harbored a new threat? Earth
X had become the galactic police with technology from every world to make
it a leading force against any foe, but he couldn't help but think of the 8
foot shadow predators or the shrouded shadow wraiths. As he drifted into a
deep gaze, his mind took him to a place back in time... far back in time.

{"Xavier your mind is weak...let me rid you of your problems and end it all
for you here."

No...I will not let you win.

   "You will all pay for your stupidity...You will remember me. When I
return you will see all five corners consumed by fire and smoke. Then we
will meet again...for the last time. }

A tear falls from Prime Xavier eyes as he remembered the final words of
Darkoth, and even now they still have as much power behind them as they did
the day he spoke them.

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Downtown B-More City: Kahn warehouse



Dr. Spalding walks up the street to the huge building surrounded by rowdy
teens. Some know who he is ...others pay him no attention. Many of these
teens he can sense have mutant powers of extreme capabilities, but none of
their minds are strong enough to defeat him. As he enters the door, Medea
cuts him off.

"I come in peace. I need to speak with Mayhem now. It's extremely
important." he says as he notices five young teens starting to gather
around him.

Medea looks directly at him, and smiles just before one of the teens react
by sending a blade swiftly through the air. Dr. Spalding without moving his
eyes from hers telekinetically halts the blade then sends it with extreme
force back at the sender. Just before the blade impales the young boy, he
stops it at the center of his forehead, and it it begins to turn swiftly
until it drills into the boys head enough to make a trinklet of blood run
down his forehead.

His voice speaks loudly in the boys head *I don't think we've had the
pleasure of meeting. I would advise you to keep your toys to your self.*

Then he throws each guy psionically out if his way. Medea still smiles as
she turns and leads Dr. Spalding down the hallway to speak with Mother
Mayhem. Mother Mayhem is sitting with her back to the doctor. She has been
expecting him, so it doesn't really take her by surprise that he is
here. She just didn't know that he'd be coming this soon.

"This is a surprise...Dr. Spalding leaving the confines of Red Island. I
would say things must be getting a little messy in your world" she says as
she turns smiling at the doctor.

"I am glad to see you too. But I would like for us to be private. I don't
think this will have anything to do with your body guard. We both know the
history of one another, I am quite sure you haven't educated your young
ones yet, but I will forgive such negligence. If you don't mind." he says
looking Mother Mayhem directly in her eyes.

"I believe that can be arranged. Medea wait outside please. This will take
a minute, but I would like you to be close by. I have some things I may
need to tell you." she says as she moves forward slowly.

Medea looks but doesn't say anything. She walks through the doors swiftly,
and shuts the two heavy doors behind her.

"Now what can I do for you, Dr. Spalding? I hope this isn't an
interrogation from you. I was hoping we could put our differences behind
us, Doc." she smiles and winks as Dr. Spalding relaxes into a chair set
across from her.

"Gaia what's with the disguise. I know that you are as infinite as Earth X
itself...I hope you didn't think some skin and a little limp would make me
see you as anything but what you are. Please explain the front?" he says
smiling at his old friend.

Mother Mayhem smiles back, and she begins to glow as if full of light. Then
when the light fades she is young and beautiful. The room once dark with
pain now seems to bring life, and the colors of the walls seem to awaken to
greet the ancient mutant Olympian.

"I was hoping I'd get to see the real you. It's good to see you again
Gaia." he says as years of trying to combat one another begins to fade.

"David you are looking well. Just as good as you did when we were working
together. In time we make mistakes and bad judgements, and good friends
become arch-rivals. Hopefully this meeting means to put an end to our long
battle, because there is a greater threat to life on Earth X. I already
know why you are here, so let's begin by burying the hatchet." she says
pleasantly to Dr. Spalding.

"I agree Gaia, but I will let you attend to your young ones as you have
been. I see no point in converting the masses. What I am here for is of
great importance to you and I. It has something to do with Darkoth. I had a
dream the other day, and although I am not a dream interpreter this dream
reached out to me in the most mysterious way. I believe that Darkoth has
resurfaced...here on Earth X. If I am correct in my assumption. The
Alliance as well as every planet in the galaxy is in grave danger. As you
recall we barely beat him the last time, and I am afraid that if he can
extend to even our dreams there is no telling what abilities he has grown
to learn. What I need from you is basically his history. I know that you
are probably the oldest mutant alive now. You are the last of the Olympian
race of mutants, so I am quite sure you would know about Darkoth, because I
believe he is of the Olympian race also." Dr. Spalding explains as Mother
Mayhem sits back, and begins to recall the dark lord Darkoth.

Mother Mayhem knows the story of Darkoth, but it's long and painful for her
to discuss so freely. She realized how much of a role she played in his
existence. She knew of what they shared together, and that knowledge alone
killed her slowly. It was cancerous...eatting away at her heart and mind
slowly because she couldn't bring herself to the truth, and the truth was
bitter. She sits and thinks deeply in silence. Her thoughts darken her
countenance and for the first time in years the beauty of her elemental and
mystical abilities display themselves in her pain. She is like the goddess
Demeter after losing her child Persephone. The summer in her life has just
turned to fall, and as she thinks deeply it soon becomes winter. The cold
that is felt in this room could immobilize an elephant. Mother Mayhem digs
deep within herself, and Dr. Spalding knows that she is in combat within
her heart and mind.  He know that an elemental of her staure can wait an
eternity to speak, but he has a feeling she will be kind in his request,
and truth will rush from her lips as it did before she became angry. So he
waits until she is ready to speak, and the evening gets later as they wait
in silence.

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Meanwhile at Red Island



I had just finished preparing myself when the my signal alerted me that
someone was at my front door. I was dressed casually in a nice black
sweater, and some form fitting black jeans. I noticed that my body was
becoming sleek and elegant. I walked more gracefully, and I wasn't as heavy
when I walked. I also noticed that my sense of smell, taste, hearing,
seeing, and touch were sharper. Even though the computer alerted me that
someone was at my door. I could smell Torin's cologne, and I could hear his
footstep as well. I calmed myself down just before I got to the door, and
composed myself before I opened the door.

"Hey Was Sup Torin, come on in." I said as I stepped aside inviting the
handsome young man into my humble abode.

"Hey Was Sup Kyle. I hope you enjoy what I planned for tonight. I would
have invited everyone else but I figured you was good enough. Plus I didn't
have enough food for all them people." he said looking me up and down as he
spoke.

"Well, it's not like we are on a date...or are we?" I said winking at him
which made him blush.

"Naw, I wouldn't call this a date. Just a relaxing dinner between two
friends." he said smiling at me.

"Well let's get this party on the road shall we." I said deliberately
turning to show off my ass in the form fitting jeans I was wearing. I put
on my jacket, and was ready for the night.

We took a long walk through the woods located in the rear of Red Island. As
we walked we talked about his placement with his new team members.  We
arrived at a huge cabin located deep in the woods. The place was very
secluded and quiet. He placed his palm on a panel on the left side of the
door, and the door immediately opened. The lights came on immediately, and
it seemed that wherever he walked the cabin was programed to react. I was
impressed thoroughly. I could smell something good in the dining area, but
I didn't rush anything. I alllowed him to do everything the way he
planned. Torin removed my jacket, and he escorted me to the living room. I
sat down on the sofa, and he excused himself to go to the kitchen. Minutes
later he returned.

"The food will be ready to serve in a few more minutes. I have it on a
timer. Would you like something to drink...non-alcoholic?" he asked
gentlemanly.

"Well, what if I did want something like champagne? Would you have any
available?" I questioned with a mischief look on my face.

"I would for someone that was legal. Are you trying to get me to get you an
alcoholic beverage?" he said trying to sound like Dr. Spalding.

I smiled and shook my head no, but my eyes said yes. He tilted his head to
the side and walked back into the kitchen. When he returned he had two
champagne flutes filled. When I sipped it ...it was grape cider. I laughed
at the gesture.

"Well, this will do. I thought this was a casual dinner. It feels like I am
on a date." I said setting my drink on the table.

"I know...but that's just the way I am. I tend to go over board." he said
sitting in the love seat across from me.

"I will make a note of that when I ask you for my birthday present." I said
sipping the grape juice.

"Oh, dinner is complete. I made a nice pot roast in gravey, some mashed
potatoes, corn, and some buttered rolls. I hope you have an appetite,
because I made a lot." he said standing, and holding his arms towards the
dining room mocking a butler.

I walk to the dining room, and I lost my breath. The table was set up for
two. It was really nice. The lights were almost off. He had two candles
sitting in the center of the table. There was some soft jazz music playing
in the background, and our food was waiting. I was impressed. He really was
the last romantic. I wasn't used to this type of treatment, and it made me
feel unusual. I knew that this was not a romantc dinner. This was just a
celebration, but it felt like more. We sat and ate and held a casual
conversation about nothing too important. Afterwards, he cleared our
plates, and we went back into the living room to relax by the fire place. I
had finally persuaded him into getting some champagne. We both sat by the
fireplace and drank champagne and talked as if we knew each other since
birth. As the nigt progressed, and the champagne buzzed through our systems
we became a little more comfortable with opening up about ourselves. Part
of me wanted to be bad, but the part of me that is good wouldn't allow me
so after the polite conversation ended we sat in complete silence. Our
silence lasted long enough for us to notice that we had completely stopped
talking. Then after about ten minutes of not talking we looked at each
other and smiled.

"I think the champagne has gotten to us." Torin said stretching across the
floor on his side.

"If you say so" I said smiling softly.

"I don't mean to intrude, but how does it feel when you are with another
guy?" Torin asked kind of nervously.

"When I am with someone that I am attracted to. I get a warmth throughout
my body. I get nervous, and I sometimes ramble on. It feels like the world
doesn't exist, and only dreams could ever happen between me and that
person. You know what...to be honest...it...feels like now." I said it but
I couldn't believe it came out. I was in shock, because it flowed so
naturally. And the reaction on his face was priceless. It was like he had
seen a ghost, but his face seemed to glow. I didn't know what to say or
what to do. I was afraid that I did the wrong thing. He looked startled,
but then his disposition seemed to soften.

"Thank you for the compliment. I don't know what to say. I think this
champagne has gotten to both of us." he said taking another sip of his
champagne.

"Well honesty is best. I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I know that
I can be a bit forward, but when I like something...I go after it or them."
I said feeling even bolder.

"So are you saying that you are attracted to me?" he said looking me in my
eyes.

"If you are smart and your hearing hasn't been dampened by the champagne. I
am saying exactly what you are thinking, and I think that you like me
too. As a matter of fact, I think you have been attracted to me just as
long as I have been attracted to you." I said, now feeling a part of me
getting hot. It was as if the bolder I became the more excited I was.

"You are tripping, fa real." he said smiling and trying to play it off.

"You like me a lot." I said throwing all caution to the wind.

"I do?" he asked in a shock tone.

"Yes you do" I said feeling even bolder.

"I do" he said just as he pressed his lips against mine.

His lips were soft and delicate. The kiss expressed deep feelings, and my
head began to swim within the moment. I began to feel his chest, and our
kiss became passionate. It lingered until he pushed away from me with a
look of shock on his face. He looked scared...almost as if I was a monster
or something.

"I'm sorry but this ain't right. I don't know what came over me." he
stammered as he stumbled to his feet.

"What's not right? What's wrong. Are you okay, Torin?" I asked trying to
calm him down.

"No, I am not okay. Just leave...I will be okay." he said picking up the
champagne flutes, and arranging things as if preparing to leave.

"Torin, talk to me. I apologize if this wasn't what you wanted. Come on, we
can still be friends. I won't tell about the kiss. We can just be friends."
I said as my eyes began to water. Part of me was hurt, but part of me was
angry.

I thought he was perfect. I didn't want the night to turn out like this. I
struggled with my thoughts while I tried to calm him down.

"Torin, don't be angry with yourself. It was innocent. Come on...sit down
and relax." I said as I reached out and touched his arm trying to get him
to sit down. Suddenly I was propelled across the room. I struggled to get
up. I was now angry, and I was hurt. It felt like I was thrown through a
brick wall.

"I am not gay...so leave me alone. Leave me the fuck alone...I AM NOT A
FUCKING FAGGOT." he screamed as he stormed out of the room.

I laid back down. My insides boiled with anger. My heart dropped to the
lowest point. I finally had been dealt the last blow. Tears burned across
my cheeks, and I sobbed silently. I slowly got up from the floor. My back
was aching from being tossed across the room. I staggered out of the door
leaving my jacket, and my heart at the cabin. I didn't want to hurt
anymore. I just wanted to be left alone.

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About Ten Minutes Away



Torin is hurt. The recent events of the night shocked even him. He didn't
mean to hurt Kyle. Everything happened too quickly for him. The kiss was
too much. He felt vulnerable, but he couldn't resist the urge to kiss
Kyle. He realized he was wrong, but he knew he couldn't make up for the
actions...not immediately.

Torin looked up at the sky, and prayed for answers. He wanted to understand
the feelings he was having. He wanted to know why his feelings for Kyle
were so strong.

Torin wanted to console Kyle right now, but he didn't want to disappoint
his parents, Dr. Spalding, or himself. He wanted things to be simple, but
if he allowed his feelings to drift the way they were drifting, things
would become catastrophic. He couldn't allow that to happen, but his
feelings weren't ordinary. Despite how strong his powers were, he couldn't
defeat the power he was in conflict with at the present. As much as he
tried, the power of love was stronger. He just needed to realize that he
couldn't fight it any longer.

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Loving you is what I do best.

                  Bleu Waters