A/N: Bonus Chapter!!
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[January of 2012]
[°Mutant Experimentation Facility of Stryker°]
Nathaniel Essex P.O.V
Mr. Sinister looks at the monitor that is displaying the events currently happening in the ground floor of the building as he peered curiously to the young man brutally killing all the soldiers.
'Mnn.. How curious..' Essex have always been fascinated by his power. When he found that the new mutants in one of his facilities managed to escape. He searched for the samples of their DNA's that is sent in his main facility.
Tinkering with their genes. Essex was enthralled by their mutations but Andrew's piqued his attention. He found that the kid's power was a simple force-field generation but he was confused because he found this ability having no relation to that telekinesis of his whatsoever.
Searching his background for a bit. Essex found that the kid seems to have got it from an unknown external source. But after digging a little bit more — and seeing some past security footage in Seattle — what grabbed his attention was the fact that the ability starts as a weak telekinesis. Nothing more. Nothing less.
But in a matter of weeks. The kid's ability transformed from being able to bend spoons and lift pebbles to throwing cars and bus and even shaking a small establishment from what he saw in his records in Seattle.
He saw him having the ability to even enhance his own body permanently to superhuman levels — evident on his battles on the different facilities that he and that two mutant raided — from what he learned.
Numerous ideas and theories formed in his mind as he found himself desiring this simple telekinesis that seems to have no growth limit whatsoever unlike his own that has a fixed strength and can't be enhanced anymore.
He thought that maybe.. just maybe.. This is one of the things that will further help him in his quest to break free from the control of that accursed mutant..
So having those thoughts. Essex looks around him, to the scared and pathetic researchers in the room thinking of ways on how to escape their inevitable end. He smiled at them and walked to the security buttons while grabbing his glass of wine along the way as he pushed the button that would open the gate.
"Hey! You pale bastard! What the heck are you doing! Don't drag us with you if you have a death wish!" One of the scientists who saw him immediately shouted in anger but he didn't pay him no mind and walked calmly out of the room while a red diamond slowly made itself visible on his forehead.
The scientists immediately scrambled and pushed each other to hurriedly close the open metal door as they throw curses at the disappearing Essex.
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3rd Person P.O.V
'Mr. Sinister?'
Andrew immediately recognized the unnaturally pale man that oozed an aura of elegance while casually sipping on his wine.
'The fuck is he doing here? Wait wait no.. the question is, he's got his eyes on me?
Oh fuck this is troublesome..
Is he here to experiment on me too? Then why now and not before? Shit.. '
Things like how Essex was literally one of the nigh-unkillable in the comics and is notorious for experimenting on mutants to gain power surfaced in his mind.
While also remembering the most notable thing about Essex, like his disgusting obsession with the Grey and Summers Bloodline and his notorious fetish of creating numerous clones of himself and the members of X-Men.
Such thoughts began ran rapidly through Andrew's mind as he increased his guard and senses against the infamous Pale Man that was definitely included on his "To Avoid List".
"Who?" Andrew tried testing him.
Mr. Sinister casually replied with a calm face "I am Michael Milbury."
"-Asked?" Andrew continued with a serious face.
His expression was solid serious while inside, he have already deduced that this guy is definitely one of the original's clone and ideas about why Essex is in Stryker's facility emerged in his mind.
Mr. Sinister calm visage wasn't disturbed in the slightest as he responded with a serene voice "Andrew Detmer: Normal boy from Seattle and one day, he seems to have awaken his X-Gene and killed lots of people..."
Andrew didn't reply whatsoever and just stared at the guy as his alertness began increasing as he prepared for the worst that can happen.
Mr. Sinister was still not finished as he continued "Though. I know that Telekinesis isn't your mutant ability and you just stumbled upon it in chance and acquired this strange telekinetic ability..
Now... I want you to tell me where you chanced upon this.." At that. Mr. Sinister's aura suddenly became dangerous as Andrew felt a vast mind-based psionic energy pouring out of the guy and slammed at him.
Though, even though the power of Mr. Sinister's telepathy was a hairs breath away from approaching the level of those of Xavier's, It still didn't managed to breach his mind realm just like the latter as Andrew didn't waste anymore time.
Appearing in front of Mr. Sinister in a quick display of speed. He lifts his fist and tried smashing it to the pale man's gut.
Mr. Sinister still sported that calm facade and demonstrated a superhuman speed as he dashed back, away from Andrew's reach.
"It fascinates me how you use a simple and common ability like telekinesis and do myriad of things from it.. And also the fact that this ability isn't appearing in your own gene.. Would you enlighten me on how you did it?" Mr. Sinister landed gracefully on the ground about ten meters away from Andrew while still holding his glass of wine.
Andrew didn't express any reaction outwardly but things were already running in his mind 'So my ability isn't ingrained in my DNA? Then how? Does it exist in my mind alone or what? No.. I should focus on this guy..'
As Andrew realizes that he's fighting one of the most successful in biology-based knowledges, he swears to himself that he will not let this guy go away from him as he starts to covete the knowledge that that head of Mr. Sinister contained.
Mr. Sinister suddenly looked to the ceiling and turned back to Andrew while still sporting that calm facade. "Looks like Stryker's been alerted that one of his best science assistant is in danger with you here."
'So that's why he's here? He's working for Stryker?' Andrew thought as he spreads his [Psionic Domain] to cover the whole the whole building and its vicinity and saw numerous soldiers pouring out of their vehicles just outside and coming inside the building with careful steps.
Andrew turned back to Mr. Sinister as the two psionic swords from before manifested once more in his hand. He took a stance and was ready to attack when he realized something. 'Why in the myriad hells of this universe am i trying to fight him close range when i can just...'
Mr. Sinister's face which still has its usual calm visage suddenly tightened as he frowned; He can't move.
"HaHaHa..." Andrew laughed at his own stupidity as he exerted his telekinesis on Mr. Sinister's whole body to constrict and stop his movements.
He furrowed his brows a bit as he felt the strength of Mr. Sinister that tried to break free from his hold as he deduced that his physical strength is around twenty to twenty-five tonnes "This guy's physically so strong for a clone... Sinister's really a genius that doesn't lose out to the level of those of Richards and Stark..."
He took a steady but cautious steps towards the pale man and stopped at two arms reach away from him. Careful of any tricks that the ancestor of supernatural cockroaches might pull out.
Andrew waved his hand as a psionic sword construct manifested in the air and with a silent sound. It quickly impaled him in the chest. Andrew wasn't concerned that he would just outright die from that as he can remember that this guy has a healing factor and was more resilient than a cockroach.
"ARGHH!"
Other weapon construct manifested in the air and pierced Mr. Sinister from all over his body, eliciting screams of pain from the guy while Andrew was a bit unnerved as he can feel that the screams were definitely faked.
"Now. Would you care to tell me what do you want from me?" Andrew asked the pale man as another set of psionic construct materialized in the air, ready to impale the pale man.
"S-Stryker wants to have you on his dissecting table.." Mr. Sinister replied with gritted teeth as he breathed deeply while blood drops from his wounds which just heals immediately.
"Now now, don't bullshit me... Essex.." Andrew revealed that he knows the true identity of the guy as the pained expression of Mr. Sinister suddenly vanished and was replaced with an amused bloody smile.
"How?"
"I just know. Now be read—...!!" Andrew spoke while reaching his hand forward to make the guy unconscious as his Telepathy would obviously not work on those stronger than it.
But his action was interrupted as a bullet struck him on the back of his head. His head slightly moved from the impact as he turned around while still maintaining his "hold" on Essex.
He turned around and saw a masked bald woman in a combat gear with a gun pointing at him. Andrew squints his eyes as he found this woman familiar but he was once again interrupted by a red energy blast that struck his back.
Bang!
Sinister's chest was smoking as the energy blast came out of it.
"We shall meet again.." Mr. Sinister's voice echoed.
Andrew lands on the ground but immediately got up as he felt his hold on Essex disappearing and saw the pale man slowly turning into a liquid state and seeping into the ground, escaping.
'No! No! No!..'
Andrew's eyes widened as he quickly spreads his senses down to the ground to find him but a few moments later, a vein became visible in his forehead and almost popped as he felt anger burning within him..
'All those knowledge.. All those precious knowledge acquired through that long life of Sinister... All gone...' Andrew gritted his teeth as he turn his head and his gaze settled to the cause of his anger.
"You BITCH!!" Andrew screamed his rage out as he dashed from the ground and on to the bitch who lifted her gun again and fired which he didn't defended whatsoever.
The unusual bullet that has a pointy tip surprisingly managed to pierce his skin as he came to an abrupt stop. He peered down and removed the pointy bullet as he felt something missing inside him.. Something fundamental..
The masked woman seems to be smug about something as she raised her hand to signal those soldiers behind her and shouted with glee dripping in her voice "Capture that filth right now. He can't do all those what he just did as Stryker's new 'weapon' seems to have already taken effect."
Andrew just watched her talk with her annoying voice as his rage was still bubbling but he set it aside for now as he peered inside him. He furrowed his brows as he found the reason for the feeling of loss just now "You all deactivated my mutation?"
The masked woman doesn't like mutants talking to her in equal voice unless they are screaming in pain as she just signaled the soldiers once again. "Cuff him."
'This bald bitch dare?' Andrew's rage seems to have doubled up in its intensity as the surroundings responded to his mood as it began shaking.
Crack! Crash! Crack!!
The walls of the whole basement floor began cracking as the ground began shaking as if there's an earthquake ongoing.
"This mutie—" The masked woman who lost her footing from all the shaking, found herself shocked to the revelation that their "mutant cure" seems to not have worked at all as she tried scrambling away..
But a great pain that she have never felt before assaulted her as she found her foot crushed by another foot. She screamed and looked up as she saw the mutie looking down at her with red eyes that oozed anger.
"Did you really think you can escape from me after letting a prey get away? Huh? Huh? HUH?!" Andrew shouted with rage as he twists the foot he's using to step on the crushed foot of the masked bitch which elicited pained howls from her.
Ratatatata!!
Countless bullets along with some X-Gene Deactivating bullets just like before all slammed at his body as the soldiers tried doing their best to help their leader.
Andrew waved his hand and with a simple telekinetic pressure, he crushed all of the pests into unrecognizable mess of a body as innards, bones and blood began flooding the ground.
After finishing all of those that are in his immediate sight. He turned his attention back to the bitch in pain on the ground as he psionically made her hover in front of him.
Andrew lifted his hand and reached out to remove the mask that's covering her face. His action seems to agitate the woman as she tried to squirm out pathetically to not avail. Inevitably. The mask was removed and a hideous face greeted his sight.
The woman's face was badly burnt that he can even see some spots where her skull is visible and her lips are no more as her whole teeth can be seen.
"AHHHHH!! YOU FUCKING FILTH! MUTIE! ABOMINATION! DEVILSPAWN!! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!! I SWEAR I WILL FUCKING KILL Y–" The woman who have killed anyone who saw her face – whether accidentally or not – screamed in shrill voice like a banshee as she struggled and squirm more intensely but all was for nought in Andrew's hold.
Andrew picked his ears as he found this bitch's shrill scream annoying to his enhanced hearing. He lifts his hand and slapped her to unconsciousness.
"Bitch. Bitch. Bitch..." Andrew scratched his neck repeatedly in frustration and disappointment of losing that clone of Sinister.
"Hsss~" He took a deep breath to calm his unstable emotion as he knows nothing can be done about it now but he can vent his frustration to this one in front of him.
Andrew looked at thewoman hovering in front of him as he thought about what part should he go first but then settled with the eyes first.
He then formed a small psionic knife in his hand as he lift his other hand to open the eyes of the hideous woman and pierced her left eye and pulled it almost immediately as blood spurts out from the empty socket.
"AHHHHH!!" The woman woke up from the intense pain as her annoying shrill banshee-like scream resounded within the floor as she squirmed intensely in the air once again.
Veins popped up in Andrew's forehead as he heard that annoying scream once again as he made a decision and just toned down his hearing to normal levels. He then prepared himself as he lifts his knife and aimed it to the other eye which filled the woman with despair and fear that she haven't felt in a long time.
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That night, that particular basement was filled with screams of utter despair of a woman that shall haunt the building for the years to come..
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Thought about not posting for today, but meh. So with that, I would like to say that i definitely deserve some stones, ain't that right?
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