N.E.M.E.S.I.S

Welcome to N.E.M.E.S.I.S

When a kid, I never acted tough because I'd get my ass kicked. I would always get picked on, jumped on and even stabbed. When all of this happened, that's when I started to notice I wasn't normal. Every time I would get stabbed, the next minute, The wound will already be sealed in and back to normal. That was only one of the mutations. Sometimes, I would get angry at a person for picking on me. Then.. Four claws would be coming out through my knuckles. And I bet your saying "wow! That's a lot like wolverine!" And guess what, your right. Just instead of 3, it was 4. Then at that time, I ran away. I was only 15. Then five years later, that's when I found N.E.M.E.S.I.S.

When I heard that this place takes in mutants to make them powerful, I wanted in. So I applied.
When I entered the building, it looked like something out of a movie. The building was so huge, but also in an isolated area so people that weren't mutants wouldn't find out. So I walked up to the front desk. There was a woman there with a list.
"Name," the woman asked.
"Roger..." I replied. She gave the number 55 and told me to remember it.
When I walked through the door, there was more mutants then I ever imagine. The two in front of me seemed energetic for this type of occasion. One had hair the type of a fast person would have. I really don't know how to describe it. And the person in front of him had hair that covered his eyes. But what I just realized, they both had weapons. I never knew I was suppose to bring weapons! But I think my claws are good enough. But they're just bone type of claws. But they'll do. The guy with the sharp type of hair turned to my direction.
"Hey what's up! What's your name?" The guy asked.
"Its roger" I replied.
"Well, my name is Eric lee!" The guy said. I would shake his hand then look away. He was a bit jittery. Then something on the side of the line caught my eye. It was a table. A table that could lock someone on it like torture. To make it worse, they where needles filled with some type of substance to inject into someone..
"Number 53?" The judges called. Then the guy with dark hair that covered his eyes walked up in front of them with a smirk on his face.
"My name is fade. If you want, call me Faden James, My given name." The guy said.
"Release the attack bots" the judges ordered. The bots also looked cool as well, They even looked human. Then I saw the creepiest thing. Fade's smirk turned into the creepiest smile I ever heard. Even his chuckle was scary. Then the next second, he vanished... Then the next second he is at the bot, executing it with his knife. Then he vanishes again and shoots a gun through the last three's head like nothing. Everyone is speechless, Even the judges! When they came back to reality they passed him and told him to go through the door.
"Number 54" the judges called.
"Best of luck Eric" I said to him.
He shot a quick thumbs up. Then in a flash he is already at the table. I could tell by the judges reactions that they were impressed. Then I thought if these guys have better abilities than I..
I tried not to question it and see how it went for Eric.
"Release the attack bots" the judges ordered.