Combine

Origin

Chapter 1 - Origin.

Let me introduce myself, my name is Rick Rangers. I was once a man who enjoyed the simple things of Science, this didn't mean my mind was simple that... well I can't be modest about it was by far one of the greatest minds in the universe. Please don't think that it still isn't as it is... but it has had a few modifications that seem to trouble me and lead me on this road I now travel... so please sit back and relax as I quickly get you up to speed as to what I am.

I was working in my lab one day while watching the news, (apparently another person claiming a mutant attacked them) while making the lasted figure in my collection of mini Hero figures (this one I was working on was Iron Man). Suddenly the door to my lab was smashed in. and when the smoke cleared before me was a man in a slick black lab coat, gloves made of metal (I soon found out this must of increased his strength) a dark red shirt, black and red full face helmet and his lower body seemed to be that of a robot.

"Are you Dr. Rick Rangers?" asked the intruder.

"I could be but that all depends on who is asking" I replied very smug like.

Soon that smug attitude was well smacked out of me, as the next thing I knew I was hit by this intruder and out cold, only waking up in a cell and on a dirt floor.

There were heaps of cells from what I could see and heard, people yelling and crying out but I could see that many due to the few lights that where quite dim. The yelling and screaming drowned themselves out and I only made out a few words.

"Mixologist" "experiments" "torture" were the main three words I would be able to make out clear and hear over and over again.

Guards in black and red outfits and plain faced masks would come past and not say a word and bring us minimal food three times a day, I guess that was nice of them. Then came the day they final spoke a few words to me.

"Your time has come" said the guard and with that he shot me with a gun, only a tranquilizer dart and with that again I blacked out.

Next thing I know I wake up blindfolded and chained down to a cold hard slab. I can feel things attached to me but couldn't figure out what it is or was. All I could smell was that of a dirty hospital... was that was I was in a weird crazy hospital? All I could hear was a constant beeping noise, was that something monitoring me and my heart rate? Soon the voices started.

"Mixologist the patient is ready" I heard a female voice say, yep I guessed it I was in some kind of hospital.

"Good I am almost ready with the serum, time to record. Mixologist Soldier Creation Test 25 199-901. We have a mixture of Dr. Bruce Banners AKA The Hulk, DNA which will allow the patient to gain the characteristics of The Hulk however it has been altered to allow him to gain his normal stated mind. This is mixed with DNA of The Wolverine this DNA will allow him to not age, heal and for his bone structure to grow and produce claws in his non-hulk like form. These two DNA samples have been mixed with the Super Serum that was given to Steve Rodgers AKA Captain America. Time to inject and see if it will bond with this patient." Said the menacing voice of the man I now know as Mixologist.

I tried to get myself feel but it was useless and soon I felt the prick of the needle hit my arm and into this cocktail of DNA and serum was in me. My body started to shake violently, my heart started to race and the only noise I could hear was the increased beeping of the monitor. Then suddenly I stopped and was still the monitor was flat lining. Was I dead? No I couldn't be I could still hear, suddenly I felt cold hands on my pulse.

"He is gone Mixologist" the female said calmly.

"Ah God discard of the pathetic little creature at once" Mixologist spat.

The straps became lose and the blindfold came off my head, the monitoring equipment taken off me. I tried to move but I couldn't then suddenly a twitch, I was twitching. My heart I could feel it again pumping hard in my body... my skin expanding... wait that's not normal, I looked I was tuning green. It worked! Holy crap this thing worked!

"MIXOLOGIST HE IS STILL ALIVE!" The female screamed.

"GET HIM! AND QUICK!" Mixologist snapped at her but it was far too late.

I was in a rage but my mind felt kind of calm, I could remember who I am and what was done to me. My fist clenched and I felt a sting. I looked down at my hand, between my knuckles were three claws made of bone. The anger grew as guards approached around me and with that I let loose. I realized I was close in thinking a hospital but I was in a Lab, I went nuts destroying whatever I could, taking down whoever came after me. My eyes looked for who did this to me Mixologist a name I wasn't going to forget I could see him retreating. I fought my way through the guard to take pursuit of him but I wasn't quick enough. Honestly I'm not sure how he did it but he did. I too managed to escape and once save I reverted back to normal, my mind racing... I took a moment to think of what to do next and with that I travelled in search of information, on what I had become. Who Mixologist is and what he wants, all I knew was I needed to travel fast and that I was going to end up at one place after I gathered what I could.