"Hello, you'd be Nova?"
The suddenly awakened Nova was presented with some water by a blond menace. Well, a presumed menace, as most who worked for Xavier were in Nova's mind.
"Yep. So, when am I getting out of this place? I'm a prisoner, not very nice."
"Let me let you in on a little secret Mr. Castor, you can get out by tomorrow. I just have a message, followed by some actions, then you're free." Simple enough, Nova figured.
"So, what's the message?" He asked.
"Two things. The first, my boss wants you to know that you are not to touch anyone of your kind; no matter how cute or charming he is. It ends badly. The second, don't scream too loud."
The following activities consisted of stabbing, cutting, slicing, and many other interesting things. By the end of it, Nova was dead, his body being carried away. Away, back to the streets.
See, the person he saw wasn't exactly a menace, because he in no way worked for Xavier. But Nova didn't know that. Back to the streets, this time with an interesting spin.
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The Sad & Interesting Life of Nova Castor
Ficción GeneralNova Castor has been through maybe a little too much. From losing his soul, his eyes(not his eyesight, his eyes), and his boyfriend, all in less than five years. Maybe it's a little too much for one person, but that's not even half the shit he's gon...
