Twenty years had passed since.....
The city of Haven has develop from a wasteland to a magnificent town. They have a better defense system, thanks to the advance technology that was left by the government after their defeat. Most of the former gover...
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The city of London has evolved to a state where it is divided into four main cities; North, East, West and South. The city has walls surrounding which act as a defense.
[Jake]
"Ughhh...."
Jake shakes his head and opens his eyes slowly. Then, a voice screams out....
"HEY! This one has waking up."
The man who screamed look at Jake and points his torchlight at Jake's eyes. He checks on Jake and then taps on his shoulder.
"This one is good. Same as his friend." ".....friend?"
Then he remembers that they were hypnotized by the queen's power and now he is alone. Period. He feels odd about the atmosphere. He can't sense anyone. He bites his finger and it won't regenerate the wound. The man notices his weird behavior...
"In here, my friend, your power has no use. Her Majesty has put some kind suppressing barrier within the wall where most mutants or hybrids will not able to use their power. This will render them useless and as mortal as normal human being. You are no exception, Jake." "Who are you!?" "My name is Frank and I have been here for the last fifteen years. Doing labor, fight in the arena for our lives and sometimes they send us to the outside world to dominate any opposing nations." "How did you know my name!?" "Everyone in the world knows who you are, Jake. After what you did twenty years ago, it is an exemplary example for the survivors to fight for their own. But the queen herself is too much for us to handle, especially after she had all the GUARDIANS of all nations that were under her control. I believe you have met GUNGNIR and GAE BULG. There are five more. AEGIS; the shield of immortality. DYRNWYN; the sword of darkness. Lance of Longinus; the spear of destiny. JOYEUSE; the sword of a conqueror. TRIDENT; Poseidon's spear."
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"No use of talking here anyway. Better get yourself ready for your first job. If I were you, I'd follow every order"
Jake went to the tent and equip himself with gears for a fight. He got an order to deliberate another nation. At this point, he has no choice but to follow orders since he can't find any of his friends. No sight of Lars, Karl, Ray. Most important, his own son Connor. The guards escort him to the gate of South city and board on an aircraft. Their commanding officer stood up....
"Alright, a bunch of sorry asses! We are going to attack China so be prepared! I don't want any pussy in this aircraft or I shoot you to death myself! The hybrids, you can use your god-forsaken power if you have to!" "SIR, YES SIR!!"
The aircraft departs and Jake sits on the back row of the seat. He wonders how are his friends doing right now. Especially his son, Connor.
[Lars]
He was brought by Sax to the North City. He welcomed by the receptionist....
"Welcome back, agent 32."
It's the headquarter of the spy agency. A place where he was trained and tortured to be the man he is today.
"Why do you bring me here, Sax?" "Feeling nostalgic yet?" "I already left this organization a long time ago."
The queen arrives...
"Not exactly, Lars. You were transferred to America and join their secret service. Things going well for you back then but too bad you have forgotten your place." "Cut the bullshit. What do you want!?" "You." "Piss off. You already have Sax, why do you need me anyway?" "You are being selfish, Lars. Without maximize your full potential, you think you can stop the whole from killing each other? Your potential is way higher than you think. One of the youngest and greatest agents of this organizati-" "Shut up." "Holding a grudge against your own brother, Lars?" "He's already dead. Forty years ago. The day he shot me." "A sacrifice had to be made or the mission will be compromised."
Lars pulls out Sax's gun out of his holster and aims at the queen.
"The report of operation STRIVE." "Success with zero casualties." "Lie to me, one more time...." "Like I said, a sacrifice has to be made." "Then I'll offer you to the god of death. How about that?" "Go on. Kill me won't bring Catherine back."
Sax sighs and once again able to seize the gun out of Lars's hand with the same ability he used before. The guards pin Lars down and escort him away from the queen.
"Poor Lars. A man who once a ten steps ahead of everyone. But now he is one step behind." "Trust me, my lord. He is never a step behind. Every actions he takes, there is always a great plan behind it."
The guards escort him to a cell and lock him up. He reaches the backpocket of his pant and smiles.
"You cheeky bastard."
[Karl]
He wakes up in an infirmary and finds that his torso is wrapped with bandages. Not far from him, a pretty young black nurse is treating another patient. Karl looks at her as he recognize her. He pats on her shoulder and she turns. He is surprised.
"...Whitney?"
The nurse is pretty much shocked.
"H-how do you know my name?!" "You're...alive." "What are you talki-"
He holds her hands and he is prettt sure that she is the girl he once knew. She immediately distant herself away.
"Don't you...recognize me..?" "Sadly no." "It's me. You used to call me Blondie."
She is moved by his statement and he can see her expression. There is an awkward moment of silence between them then she asks Karl to take his medicine and she leaves.
"She really don't recognize...at all. But I swear to god, she died in my arms decades ago..."
