This story contains gay themes, violence, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised. This story has also been inspired by Marvel Comics X-Men. The X-Men are a copyright of Marvel comics.
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Mad Love To B-MORE CITY! EASTSIDE REPPIN IN THE '03
Excuse the typos...I know I make some errors but typing an my specialty...if you know what I mean!
B-More City: The Kahns Warehouse 6 Months Later
"Mother Mayhem, you requested to see me. " Medea says as she stands in the center of Mother Mayhem's main hall.
Mother Mayhem sits at the front of the room in a throne made in the shape of a spider. Her withered hand extends forward beckoning Medea to approach the pool of misty blue liquid in the center of the hall. Medea moves forward and gazes into the pool.
"Look my child! Gaze deeply and see!", Mother Mayhem instructs as the mist clears from the pool, and immediately she is looking into Red Island. The mist sweeps over and there in the reflective pool is Kyle. He stands in his room, and seemingly is getting ready for school.
"Who is this, Mother? Why are you showing me this?" Medea asks as she gazes closely.
"This is Kyle Knight. He was born August 8th, 17 years of age, and he has been adjusting to his new abilites. I believe he will be a strong asset to us. Dr. Spalding is honing his abilities to be a part of a team of mutants, but in his nature he is a loner. Plus he is important to The Breathtaker also, and it will be in his best interest to join us." Mother Mayhem informs Medea.
"Why is he so important? I thought The Breathtaker long ago dead. I thought The Warith functioned underhis principles, but he was something of legends. Why do you speak of him as if he exists?" Medea asks but Mother Mayhem sits back in her throne.
"In due time my child...in due time." Mother Mayhem dismisses Medea.
Medea walked away with more questions. Why is Kyle so important? What type of mutant is he? How did Mother Mayhem know so much about him? These questions replayed themselves in her head as she gathered fellow Kahn members to take care of their second mission.
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Meanwhile deep in south B-More City in a place called The Styx. The Breathtaker sits and assess the information he has just received. In an underground hideout known as The Titan's Lair. He sits very regal and the air about him screams power. Feared as one of the most deadly forces, The Breathtaker prides himself on being patient and calculating. The news he has just received angers him, and in his mind he recalls the long history between him and Mother Mayhem. It brings a smile to his face only briefly. He studies his shadow warrior, turns away, and begins to speak. His voice like thunder echoes across the room.
"I want the young one. If he resists...kill him! Don't make me wait too long for results. As for Mother Mayhem...gather a force and comb every block within her district. Leave a friendly message for her. I want results. Now go, and do not come back empty handed, and if you fail me...I will find you. Even in your sleep." The Breathtaker smiles then walks away deep into the shadows of his lair. The shadow warrior swiftly leaves to carry out his masters wishes.
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Meanwhile back at Red Island...
"Roxy, I don't think Raul will like this outfit. Although it is enticing. If we do get into the mood, where will we go. I can't bring him back here, and I don't think I can go over his house." I said as I slipped on a nice pair of form fitting jeans, some tan boots, and a tight tan body shirt.
" You look great, and this hopefully this will get you some. Every since you developed you powers, you've been a sensitive pussy" she said jokingly.
"Hey I resent that last remark" I said rolling my eyes.
"I meant cat...gutter brain. Anyway you have it good. It's rare that a transition changes your entire body... in a good way. Plus it didn't leave any physical drawbacks. You don't have fur and a tail, and you don't spray to mark your territory...at least I don't think so." she said as she finished spiking her hair.
"Ha Ha...just what I need a sarcastic punk rocker...any way...I hope he likes it. You can still come with us to the movies you know...we won't mind..honestly." I said trying to coerce Roxy to join Raul and I at the movies.
"You think I want to be around you two...eewww that's nasty. Besides I have some fellas I am trying to hook up with anyway. " She said putting on her jacket signaling she was ready to go.
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Outside of Golden Ring Mall...
"Damn it's cold out. I need a smoke. Fuck, I need a blunt." Roxy stated as she paced back and forth trying to keep herself warm.
"You need to leave that stuff alone. Dr. Spalding will have your neck if he found out you have been smoking pot." I said sounding motherly.
"Whatever!!! Weed isn't a drug..it's a plant, and that is natural. Weed is good for you. Besides my bestfriend wouldn't tell a soul, would he?" she said smiling at me the whole time.
"You make me sick...anyway..I wonder where Raul is" I said just before I noticed him walking across the parking lot.
"Aiight...well I am gone. I know he doesn't want me to know shit, so I am bouncing." Roxy said then raced off into the mall..
"Hey sexy," I said licking my lips.
"Hey was sup shawty, You miss me?" he asked sounding so damn sexy.
"You know I did." I said smiling as we walked to the movie theater.
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The Arcade on the south tip of the mall...
Roxy walked up to a band of teens. All of them wearing punk rock gear.
"Hey was sup Stryker...what's the word on the streets." she said to a black haired slim teenaged boy.
"Nothing really...Mother Mayhem is mad at you. She put the hounds out on you, so you better stay clear. I know you ain't turn on us, but that Dr. Spalding dude, brought some heat on her. She thinks you had something to do with it. She gave Medea specific instructions about you and some other dude I don't even know. " he said signalling the others to keep watch.
"Stryker, you know I didn't say anything about Mother Mayhem. When Dr. Spalding took me from the hospital, I thought I was going to jail. I didn't even know the dudes that beat me up, and was raping me. It wasn't until I was there that I found out that we were all from the same gang. Did she do anything to them? I bet she didn't, and now I am in danger. Man that's fucked up. I guess I better stay with Dr. Spalding." she said wishing she had a cigarette.
"Well...I wish I could have saved you. You know I still love you, but there are rules on the street. I know you didn't say anything, but Medea isn't easy to talk to. I tried getting her to be lenient, but she doesn't have any feelings. All I am saying is stay low, and stop being so stubborn. I don't want nothing to happen to you, and maybe one day me and you can do this right." he said paying attention to the people and surroundings.
"I know you love me. I know I never said it, but Stryker I love you too. And I am hoping that one day you and I can do this right. Have a family, and even go the right way. If I make it through this...I will come for you." she said kissing him lightly on the lips.
Just as they started to explore each others mouths. One guy runs up to Stryker, and signals him.
"Oh shit, Medea is here. Get the fuck out of here. For real! Don't let her see you. Just get out of here now!" He said pushing her to run.
Roxy rans swiftly down the hall. Looking around, making sure no one was following her. She ran down the hall towards the movie theater. The movies had just let out, and she pushed through the crowd in search of Kyle and Raul. She spotted them walking slowlly engrossed in one another.
"Kyle! Raul! Come on...let's get out of here. I think I am in trouble, and I think you are too." she said approaching the exit.
Astonished and scared, I immediately started running with her. As we ran through the doors, and across the street three guys started running in our direction.
"Oh no! It's them." she screamed.
The evening air was cold and crisp, and the sky was dark. They ran down a few alleys, and through some small neighborhoods. Roxy was leading them through the city in the direction of Red Island, but they could never make it on foot. Just as they turned the corner...a stream of red light streaked across them. Roxy slid under the beam, and I grabbed Raul just in time and pulled him back around the corner. I instructed him to go home, and call Red Island immediately. I felt that he was in danger as long as he is with us. Raul ignored me, and grabbed my hand and ran out the ally down the street. Roxy was right in front of us, and then she was gone amongst fire and smoke. I heard her scream, but it ended soon. Fear rushed in, and I couldn't move. Raul trued to pull me away in the other direction, but my body had shut down. I was waiting for Roxy to emerge from the flames. My mind still held onto the image of Roxy, and within the flaming wall barely noticeable stood a lone image. A female image amongst the flames and the smoke. In my heart, I prayed that Roxy was okay, but the smell of burning flesh confirmed the worst. Raul struggled with tears in his eyes, but I couldn't move. I wanted to be sure that this image wasn't Roxy. Then the figure emerged from the flames. She was beautiful. A tall ebony goddess with red-tipped dreads and a black latex body suit decorated with spikes. She stood silently. Her face without expression, but her eyes deep and dark confirmed that she was deadlier then she looked. Raul pulled even harder this time, and I felt my legs moving... running with him, but I really wasn't there at all. I was once again in darkness. I felt it consuming me with anger, and the tear in my eyes burned rivers across my face. Roxy was dead, and I didn't know why. My heart ached with pain, but burned with revenge. The three guys at the end of the block didn't seem daedly anymore. All I could do was taste blood, and I kept runing towards them instinctually dodging laser beans streaming across the sky. My claws extended, and my teeth grew. I sped up, and lunged. In a swirl of movement, I laid three fatalities in my path. I continued to run with a frantic Raul. I could see in his eyes that he was more terrified of me then waht we were runing from, but I couldn't explain anything. He stumbled away screaming that I was a freak. His eyes glazed, and became wild with fright. He fled down a deserted street opposite of me. I kept running straight. I was weary, and didn't know my way home but I kept running. Roxy screaming replayed in my ears, and I dropped. Exhausted. Grief-stricken. Alone. Time no longer existed.
I emerged from the darkness at Red Island. My body barely able to move. My clothing ragged, and my bestfriend was dead. If asked what occurred. All I could say was...nothing. I didn't know who...I didn't know what...I didn't know why. All I knew was how.
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B-More City: Kahns Warehouse...
"Mother Mayhem, task two has been completed. I have brought you a gift." Medea staed as she gives Mother Mayhem Roxy's spiked choker.
"Ahhh yesss, I see you haven't let me down, but you never do. When I step down, it will bring me great pride to know that you are in my seat." Mother Mayhem said closing her eyes, and thinking of the near future.
Deep down Mother Mayhem knew that there was a darkness greater then Medea had seen. Though Mother Mayhem was on the opposite side of the fence, her motives and philosophy was just. She had molded her youth especially Medea for a war. A war that meant thousands could die if she didn't mold them right. Medea was important, but Kyle...young Kyle was the key. She even saw the young psionic talent who would one day prove to be supreme, but even he was in danger of this new darkness thought dea years ago.
Medea looked at Mother Mayhem with wonder. She wanted to know the secrets she held. She wanted to understand, but she stood quietlt waiting patiently for Mother Mayhem to reveal another piece to her puzzle.
"We have much work to do Medea, and I warn you that time isn't on our side." Mother Mayhem says as she stands, and walks toward the shimmering pool of mist and gazes in.
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Red Island: The Infirmary.
Dr. Pryor examined me fully, and other then some scrapes and scars she confirmed that I was okay. I recalled the day before, and Dr. Spalding's expression when I told him what happened at the mall. I could almost feel the deep hurt, but he maintained his composure. It sort of reminded me of a general losing a good soldier, they understand that some are going to die, but it still affects them nonetheless. I described how the woman looked, and he muttered to himself, but then he sent me to the infirmary.
After getting a little counseling from Dr. Pryor to help get over my grief, I walked back to my house. On the way home I saw Torin in his uniform. He smiled when he saw me, but he continued to walk towards the main building. When I got home, I broke down sobbing. I needed to release the hurt, and I still couldn't belive that my closest friend was dead. I had called Raul, but his phone kept ringing. I decided to call him once more, and he gave me the cold shoulder as if I was an alien. I knew then that our little romance was over. I felt my heart drop, and I couldn't do anything but lie in my room and cry. Isis balled up into a little furry ball at the foot of my bed. I laid and sobbed to her about life, love, and death. I drifted off to a peaceful sleep only to awakened by my doorbell about an hour later. I wiped my eyes, and stretched before I walked to the see who was visiting this late in the evening. I looked through my peephole, and Torin stood with his hands in his pockets rocking back and forth. I opened the door rubbing my neck, and trying my best to look like I just woke up.
"Hey Kyle...Was Sup, I am sorry if I woke you up. I can come back another time if you want me to." he said looking so cute.
Though he was playful, he was still cute as hell, and I could never pass up a cute guy. I stepped aside and invited him in. He stood in my hallway smelling like he just stepped out the shower, and looking like a model. I had to give him his props...the boy had the looks department sowed up. I waled passed him, and actvated my lights in living room. Torin followed quietly, and I turned on my flat screen to see what was on satellite. I sat comforably on my couch with my legs curled under me, and he sat on the opposite end of the couch watching the television. I was curioius to know what he wanted, but he didn't seem like he was going to say anything anytime soon so I broke the silence.
"Can I offer you something to eat or drink?" I asked being hospitable.
"Umm..some orange juice if you have any. Thank you." he said then he went back to watching the monitor.
I got up, and fixed two tall glasses of orange juice, and I brought out a big bag of Red Hot potato chips as well for myself. Gave him his drink and sat back in my spot on the couch without saying a word. After ten minutes of silence, I turned and he was staring at me with a smile on his face. I looked at him then I looked at myself, and I became sort of embarassed. I guess he felt incomfortable with me in a pink extra large t-shirt. As well as the fact that I didn't have any underwear on, and was sitting with my legs curled in his direction with my butt half hanging out. I smiled sheepishly, and repositioned myself. I was about to speak but he cut me off.
"I heard what happened today that's why I came over." he said now looking at me.
"Thank you for being concerned. I am doing okay I guess." I said trying not to cry.
"Earlier you looked so tired and drained that I felt you may have wanted to have some time to yourself. I know that you are still hurting, but I wanted you to know that you can come to me if you need someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on." he said staring at me.
I listened and I felt warm inside. I couldn't help but gaze into his eyes, and it felt as if he was pulling me into them. His gaze was hypnotic, and the silence around us was thick like the silence in the darkness of my dreams. I noticed every feature of his face. He had nice full lips, and deep hazel eyes accented by eyelash that a girl would die for. Even his eyebrows looked as though they were drawn on by a pencil. His blonde hair under the lighting in the room cast a glow like a halo, and I felt myself fantasizing about what he looked like without clothes on. I noticed a smile on his face, and he started to blush.
<My with a mind like that who needs porn. tsk, tsk, tsk> his voice echoed in my mind.
"You read my mind, there's rules against that. You stay out of my head." I said blushing.
"Well I didn't really...you were sort of thinking loudly. I am a psionic you know. My training allows me to tune out mental chatter, but when I relax everything can filter in. And you just so happen to be thinking the loudest right now." he said removing his coat finally.
"I hope I didn't offend you. I forgot about you being able to hear thoughts and stuff. I really didn't mean to think that way...trust me. It will never happen again." I said rambling on apologetically.
"Naw, it didn't bother me at all. I know you are gay. I picked your mind the first day we met, but I try not to make it a habit. It really doesn't bother me at all. Just as long as you are yourself and respectful." he said smiling.
"Well I guess you know more then I expected...since you know something about me. Tell me something about you?" I asked.
I wanted to know about the mysterious Torin. I rarely saw him, and though we had some classes together he was always in practice. I wondered if he had a girlfriend. I wondered about his home life. I wanted to know about his powers, and I wanted to know when did he realize he was a mutant. I wanted to know everything about him including the size of his...oh damn, slipping again.
"I don't know where to start. I guess...at the beginning. My name is Torin Waters. I am 17 years of age. I like laughing, and I am a mutant T1 class. Now that's me, what about you?" he said trying to sound professional.
"That wasn't waht I wanted to know. I know all that already. Tell me about you.Tell me about your powers, and stuff. Tell me something juicy like about your girlfriend, and about what you do for fun. Stuff like that." I said anxiously awaiting something that would ease my curiosity.
"OooKayy Doctor..." he said sarcastically.
"I'm waiting, Mr. Waters." I said playing up to his sarcasm.
"I am single. I have been single for a long time. I frightened the last person away, and until I meet someone that understands me and can relate to being a mutant I will remain single. I am a T1 class psionic which puts me in a class like Dr. Spalding. He is training me in the different sciences and devotions of psionics. I am a pure mutant...no magic at all. I rarely have time to go out into the city, because of my busy schedule. My father is a Major of the Alliance Star Troopers, and my mother is a psychologist for the Alliance. I have been under the tutelage of Dr. Spalding since I was seven. That's me in a nut shell. It sounds boring, but I make fun fo rmyself." he said finishing off his orange juice.
"Wow...that's a hell of a life. When did you know you were a mutant, and how did your parents react?" I asked wanting to know more about him.
"I was born a mutant, but my parents realized something was wrong when I was about 4. I had terrible fits, and they couldn't understand why. Then the fits started to manifest in forms of outbursts. Sometimes during these fits I would blow a light, throw books, crush cans with my mind. Since both were high officials in the Alliance they knew Dr. Spalding through work. They scheduled for me to be evaluated, and I was diagnosed a T1 mutant primer. They immediately scheduled for me to come here, and study under him. My parents were excited especiall since I would one day work in the Alliance along side them." he said stretching on the couch.
"You can get comfortable if you want. You know take off your shoes and relax. I promise not to attack you." I said standing and stretching.
We talked the night away, and part of the morning. Every so often we looked at the monitor, and joked with each other. I explained to him that my powers had just developed, and Dr. Spalding said I was a T1 also but of a different caliber. I explained that I had no psionic abilities. We also discussed what occurred when I got raped, and also what occurred the night before with Roxy. I cried and he held me as a friend consoling me. Eventually we dozed off to sleep on the couch. I woke up and his big arm wrapped around me. My head on his chest, and his head nestled against mine. His breathing was soft and peaceful. I removed myself from his hold to retrieve the blanket off of my bed. When I returned he had removed his shirt revealing his tank top and strong arms. I smiled to myself...Thanking GOD...but praying it stays at this level, turned off the television, and positioned myself in his arms the way we wear before. We both rested easily...and peacefully.
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Downtown B-More City
The energy is throbbing through the air. Teens vandalizing, drug dealers pushing the new exotic drug, prostitutes checking in to make their daily allowance, and Kahn members monitor the streets blending in, and observing the chaos. These youth are the products of the war between the Alliance and the Dark Seid. Earth X was the focus point in the war, and many died both human and mutants. The Galactic Fallout was a war between mutants, humans and aliens. The Dark Seid an alliance formed by one mutant who had harnessed enough power to bring some mutants and alien races together to form an army large enough to be considered a galactic threat. Earth X now known as the gateway bridged the gape of dimensional doorway. Our on little planet was the door to many places and times. The leader of the Dark Seid was aptly named Darkness...his name unmentioned by mutans and aliens for fear he would listen, and haunt your dreams. The Alliance sacrificed many, but in the end they thwarted the darkness. His shadow left Earth X, and the shroud the poisoned the worlds and solar systems soon was wiped away or so it seemed. The Darkness is back. Deadlier then ever, and his minions are the essence of his dark powers. Shadows. Living shadows that thrive on fear and life essence. Tonight the Shadow Wraiths who have been going under the guise as a gang called The Wraith will walk the streets after years and years and years of waiting...patiently. Maybe these youth will see the shadows before they close in on them, but as the night progress they party harder, and downtown B-More City is as alive as ever. Tonight terror in the form of cloaked shadows will leave remains of humans, mutants, and aliens all petrified as if sucked of blood and color. Swollen eyes and disfigured mouths of men and women, both young and old frozen in screams that will go unnoticed in the energy of the night. Tomorrow dozens will be found dead, but hundreds will be missing.
The nameless one, shrouded by darkness...thought of but never mentioned...the terror of young childrens' nigtmares has resurfaced, and this time he's leaving everyone breathless.
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The Kahn Warehouse
Mother Mayhem has retired to her hidden dungeon quarters. She feels the presence of the Darkness. She knows that he is coming. His presence is overwhelming, and in her hidden quarters she calls on the forces of nature. The ones in which she rules. She calls on the Elements of Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. She calls on the Principles of Light and Darkness. She calls on the Powers of Life and Death. The last of her kind...a sorcerous, a witch or goddess. The virgin, the mother, and the hag. She possess the three, and tonight she calls upon raw power to infuse form these elemats into her so she may combat the darkness. If only she had not drifted so far away from the Alliance she could warn them, but now it's too late. She must take matters into her on hands. Mother Mayhem stands over a deep fountain of white mist. She begins her chant, and for the first time in almost twenty years she reveals her true form. Her sagging skin pulls tighter across her face, her skin fills out in proportion, her eyes glisten like stars, her breast are young and supple, her hair as dark as the night sky, her skin the color of the Earth, and her body shaped to be as provocative as if Aphrodite blessed her to tempt men. She was clothed in a black dress that left little to the imagination, and adorned with crystals and colored stones, and a belt made of gold in the shape of skulls. Mother Mayhem in her true form was even more deadly then Medea would ever grow to be, but that would remain her secret until the time was right for all light to prevail. Was she evil? No. Was she good? No.
She was the middle spectrum, and she saw this time approaching. Maybe this time she will erase old mistakes, but tonight she had to prepare. She could see the storm coming, and for the first time...she was afraid.
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Red Island, Dr. Spalding's Quarters
Dr. Spalding sleeps restlessly tonight. Tonighy his dreams are being haunted with the memories of his time as soldier fighting alongside the Alliance. He recalled Bloody Monday when marauding soldiers stormed into B-More City, and wiped out three fourths of the cities population. He recalled how he had to lead his soldiers with survivors to hidden underground tunnels which led to safe shelters. His dreams carries him to the shelter under Red Island. A secret only he knows of. In his dream he is in the shelter alone, and as he surveys the shelter he hears a familiar voice coming from the shadows. They speak pleasantly as if old friends. Behind him he sees and old friend, but she is troubled. As he studies the shadow closely, it begins to take shape. The shape of someone he believed dead for years. Laughing the shadow cast forth his power sending it in every direction, and Dr. Spalding wakes up from the nightmare. But the pain he feels in his head is very real. He realizes that something just touched his mind as nothing could. he realizes in that moment...HE'S BACK!!!
With All My Love, Mkrann.