A/N: Yesterday winner was OverlordBGs.
Now today insert of GIF of none other than Logan/Wolverine Here.
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After getting Psylocke in my sights I got ready to startalong my way towards her.
Only to stop when I noticed she was heading towards me just like the Wakandians were earlier.
So seeing this I stopped what I was doing and just waited to see how the next few minutes played out.
Which eventually led to me feeling Psylocke trying to influence me telepathically.
Telling me I was likely her target.
Though I'm not surprised.
Considering all the waves I've been making.
In fact I was starting to feel a little insulted no one had hired a top-grade assassin to take me out.
Not that said assassin would ever succeed in their mission but still, it's the thought that counts.
Moving on.
I decided to play along with Pyslocke's game and started moving where she was directing me telepathically.
Which was to one of the rooms set of doors, which she had me exit.
The woman herself then joined me a minute later.
Once she did the two of us headed to one of the buildings many unused offices on its fifth floor.
After our arrival Psylocke turned to face me.
She then created one of her iconic psychic energy constructs in her left hand.
Which was here favored weapon of choice, a katana blade.
"Very nice." I said.
Betsy getting a shocked expression on her face the moment I did.
Which is to be expected. Since this whole time she had thought she had me completely under her telepathic control.
But now she knows that was nothing more than a lie.
Upon realizing this Betsy quickly reacted, and attempted to sever my head from my body using her weapon.
Marking her as a true professional of her craft.
Too bad for her she picked the wrong one to target today.
Easily dodging Betsy katana by stepping back, I then step forward and wrapped my left hand around her throat.
After I did I slammed her back first against the door, and then shocked her a bit with some electricity.
Before extending my pincers and digging them all slightly into her neck, drawing blood.
A hardened expression on my face I looked her directly in the eyes.
"Don't speak. Listen up. You move an inch, you die. You attempt to use your powers in any way, you die. Blink once if you hear and understand my words." I spoke.
Betsy then blinked once.
"Good." I said. "Now then, who sent you to kill me?" I asked her.
Only to be met with silence.
When I was I grabbed Betsy right wrist with my right hand and then squeezed it until I heard an audible pop. Telling me I had broken it just as intended.
"Aghh!!!!!" Betsy cried in agony.
But I ignored her cries and asked my question once more.
"Who sent you to kill me?" I asked. Placing my free hand on Betsy other wrist.
"No, no, wait!!"
Only for her to begin begging me.
"I'll talk. I'll talk. Just please, don't." She pleased.
"Go on." I told her.
"No one specifically sent me to kill you." She spoke. "I just took this job so I could be set for life."
"Explain." I commanded her.
"Someone, I don't know who, a few days ago put out an open contract. Five million dollars goes to the person who can kill the current Latverian monarch, Victor Von Doom." Betsy explained.
"I see." I mused.
As I took in the information Betsy just relayed to me I used my telepathy to determine the truth of her words.
My cursory scans proving the validity of her statement.
Someone had put a bounty on my ass.
Quite a big one too.
I'm actually sort of touched.
Even though the person, or person's, responsible for the putting out of the bounty have just signed their own death warrants.
Since no one is allowed to make such move against Doom and not except to end up a corpse.
"Thank you for sharing that with me Ms. Braddock." I told her.
Betsy getting another shocked expression on her face at me using her name.
"How did you-"
"-Your not the only one with psychic powers Ms. Braddock, and compared to me you are nothing in that regard." I truthfully spoke. "Now then, time for you to be on your way." I said.
I then pulled Betsy away from the door and opened it.
Revealing Thragg standing on the other side.
Who I had contacted telepathicaly as soon as Psylocke made her move against me and instructed him to follow us.
Just in case I needed backup.
For I am nothing if not careful.
Placing Betsy in front of Thragg I removed my hand from around her throat and retracted my pincers.
"Thragg meet Betsy Braddock. Also known as the EVO mercenary, Psylocke. Betsy meet Thragg. One of my best employees and one of your new co-workers." I spoke.
"Wait, what?" Betsy said to me. "Co-worker? And what the hell is an EVO?" She asked.
"To answer your second question first EVO's are a term I created for people with powers like you and me. Of course there's a lot more too it than that, but that's all you need to know about the subject right now. As for your first question, yes Thragg is your new co-worker. Since you work for me now." I spoke.
For I would have to be a fool to let someone like Psylocke get away.
"And if I refuse?" She asked me.
"Well that is an option, but I wouldn't recommend taking it. Since it will lead to yout immediate death." I said. "Because if I didn't think you could be of some use to me you would've been dead the moment I was sure we were alone." I spoke. Looking Betsy in her eyes. Putting a sinister smile on my face
Seeing this she took a step back.
"Right then. So Betsy what will it be? Come and work exclusively for me or die right here and now?" I said.
"The former. I'll work for you." She spoke.
"Excellent." I replied. "Well then Thragg you know what to do with her now."
"Yes my liege." Thragg replied.
"Oh and if Betsy here tries to escape you can break her but don't kill her. Unless she goes too far. Understood?"
"Yes." Thragg replied.
"Good man." I said.
Ignoring the look of horror on Pyslocke face as she switched her gaze between me and Thragg.
Now finally realizing the depth of how much she just fucked up.
Well too bad for her it's too late for regrets.
Now her purple-haired ass in mine, and I don't intend to let it go.
Ever.