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IM/DC Chapter 152
🕑 Added 2024-07-06 20:33:53 +0000 UTCCharles Xavier’s Point of View
It was hard work keeping everything together. Every day there were more fights between the different factions let alone the fighting outside of our island. I was so tired of it all. I just wanted to rest but the moment I did so much bad would come of it. It was such a difficult process, my life almost ended at the UN peace talks.
If I didn’t have all my help I would have given up years ago. Thankfully I had people to help lighten the burden. Moira and Erik. Hank and Jean. Storm and Logan. So many people helping me but the biggest helper walked in with a big smile on his face. “Heya Prof X. How’s it going?” I sipped the coffee as it was always nice to have a speedster assistant.
Quicksilver was always there for me even when he was a young child he constantly helped keep me on task with a pro-mutant agenda. I was still wary as I sat down and began to relax as he massaged my shoulders at a superhuman speed. My body almost instantly melted like he had been working my muscles for hours. “Oh Pietro, how did you get so good at this?”
He just kept working on my sore muscles as he chuckled. “Practice makes perfect prof.” We made a bit more small talk before I asked. “So, how are you and Robert doing? Are you still deeply in love?” Pietro just laughed his silly laugh. His mind was so pure after searching it the first time I knew I didn’t need to keep scanning it, even the surface thoughts.
“Things are going great between us Prof. We’re even thinking of tying the knot. Now, the main question is… What are we going to do with Katelyn and her team? They killed a bunch of people on their mission earlier. I know you made the team in case we needed to kill humans but for them to have an over ninety percent mortality rate is… It’s too much, isn’t it? What gave them the right to kill all those people.”
As he rubbed my shoulders and my eyes got heavier I couldn’t help but agree with him. I would have to disband their team once I woke up.
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I was bringing in construction materials through an open portal as the construction of a casino port was well underway. I pointed out the changes I’d like to see as I planned to turn the rocky mountain area that had the mortar emplacement into a fancy restaurant. It had already cost a million but the prices I planned to charge would make up the cost even if I went quadruple over budget.
The island would make its money back in ten years and that was if I didn’t sell elicit substances on the island or host possible threats to mutant kind on the island. I had no doubt the Australian army(is that a thing?) would want to keep a contingent of troops and ships here in case they needed to attack Krakoa for some reason.
I only planned to sell cool drugs like marijuana, alcohol, vertigo, overclock, shade, and diamond. Most had their addictive attributes taken out as I strengthened some parts while weakening others. Vertigo gives a floaty feeling similar to X or Molly. Overclock made you smarter and more confident. Shade was anything I wanted it to be. I could control the effects the patch had because of my powers, resulting in an addiction-free hallucinogenic effect. Diamond gave a sudden surge of energy and I fixed the death if taken with other drugs side effects.
I pointed another crew over at the shores to start building docks for the ships that were going to show up. It was still a month or two off of completion but I was making it a state-of-the-art location that would be tied into the portal hub I was making. Similar to the portals in Krakoa, I planned to completely destroy the transportation sector of business by creating portals all over America and a few in other countries in the future.
Imagine going from New York to California in a second for a hundred dollars. That’s what I planned to do which would demolish the flight industry. Eventually, I’d also like to tie in teleportation to the Moon and Mars and perhaps other planets once I grow the power to climatize those planets. I finally got a call from one of my informants and I handed off the construction to Kitty as it was more her island than mine.
Teleporting back over to New York I finally found the fucker. I talked with my informant for a second before I heard where my victim was. After donning my villain disguise I teleported into the unveiling of Kingpin’s new building. I’m there for a single blip, possibly so fast humans couldn’t detect it. Only later that day when someone snapped a photo at the exact moment I appeared to kidnap him would they know what happened.
I casually tossed his body against a pillar before I began to take my mask off. He was still recovering when he must have recognized who I was. “So… What might I do for the fastest rising billionaire today?” I just looked at him confused before teleporting up to him and punching him in the gut. I didn’t plan to kill him which made it very easy to just hurt him.
“You know, I’m regretting leaving you in charge of all the crime in New York. Everything you can do, all the pies your hands are in and you pick a defenseless little old lady to harass. Do you really think Negative man gave her the rights to his business right before he died?” I heard him click his phone on either to ask for help or to start recording and I short it out without him noticing.
I’ll give him a beating for trying to get one over on me. It was harder holding back and not accidentally killing him than it would be punching his head off. He was a big shot in the comics but even still as I beat him I felt I could kill him, it would just cost me. As he lay in a puddle of his own blood I flipped him over so he was facing up looking at the concrete in the parking lot I teleported to.
“Now, I’m going to give you this one warning. Leave May Parker alone. Don’t sue her, don’t look in her direction. If you see her walking down the street turn around or walk to the other side of the road. I don’t think I need to tell you the consequences if I find out you still think you can take her down but I’ll tell you anyway. I’ll kill you, not in a normal way either. I’ll slowly torture you to death, and I get it. You’re written like a big strong willpowered man in the comics… I really want to test that, I’m curious how many days you’d last having your skin torn off before you crack.”
With a final kick, I break his leg, causing the first long-lasting injury to him. To be honest I was surprised with how resilient he was. I yawned as I put my obfuscation mask back on my face and teleported him right back to the front of his new building. The entire beating took less than two minutes. Most of the news and reporters, plus the large-scale crowd were still there to see his battered condition. It would go a long way for my criminal business as I was now more dangerous and less to be trifled with than the leader of most of New York.
