"𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚑!" -Jim Moriarty.
(Book One)
In which, a Russian immigrant joins the CIA's new mutant division: Division X.
(warning, this sucks).
(Erik Lehnsherr x fem!oc)
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Charles tugged on the note on the door to Hank's lab which read 'Gone to the airbase. Bring crate marked 'X'. Charles pushed the doors to the lab open, only to find it completely trashed. I hadn't shifted back into my 'hiding' look as Erik called it. Raven and I were accepting who were truly were. Raven had accepted her natural blue form, yellow eyes and bright orange hair, and I accepted my paper white skin, bright white eyes and white blonde locks.
Nobody ever went wrong with black leather, since it was a common theme to wear it among myself, Erik, Raven and Alex. I slipped my black leather jacket on as we explored further into the destroyed remains of Hank's lab. It's almost like he had a massive temper tantrum.
Shards of broken glass were scattered across the room, with the occasional crunch of stepping on the glass. I sighed, shocked Hank would ever do this to his lab.
"What the hell happened here?" Erik asked out loud.
Charles walked towards a metal crate labelled 'X' in the back of the lab, which he popped open with ease. Soon enough, we all crowded around the crate, staring at it's contents. A pile of yellow flight-suits laid in the crates, one was grey (I presumed it was for Moira).
"Hank has been busy" Erik said.
"Do we really have to wear these?" Alex questioned.
Charles took a slight inhale "As none of us mutated to endure extreme g-force or being riddled by bullets, I suggest we suit up".
The Airbase. 1962.
Svet's POV
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I had to admit, these suits were not that bad. Mine and Raven's looked a bit similar with the yellow and blue coloring, and the occasional black. We all stared up at Hank's incredibly designed war plane, as I noticed I was so small compared to everyone else. Except maybe Charles, who was at least 5'7. Alex probably 5'10, Raven stood at 5'9, Sean was at least 5'11 and Erik was also 6'0. And then there was me, standing at 5'3.
"Not fair" I mumbled as Raven looked at me.
"What's 'not fair'?" Raven asked, looking down at me.
"Your all taller than me!" I complained, folding my arms as Erik ruffled my white blonde locks.
After moments of silence, and standing between the tall people *Erik and Raven*, Raven decided to wonder "Where's Hank?"
"I'm here" Hank's voice echoed through of the airbase as we all looked toward the source of the noise.
Something was up with Hank, who was roughly 6'3, making him the tallest out of us all. Hank's body looked thicker than normal. Hank was a rather thin person. And his hair was different. We all noticed it as Sean leaned forward to get a better look as Hank's shadowed body gained some colour to reveal Hank's dramatic conversation.
Hank was now a furry, blue beast with orangey-yellow coloured eyes. Hank took the damn serum.
"It didn't attack the cells, it enhanced them" Hank explained, as I noticed his signature glasses sat on his thicker nose.
Hank looked down in embarrassment at his failure "It didn't work".
"Yes, it did, Hank" Raven said. "Don't you see? This is who you were meant to be. This is you", as Hank looked up and walked over to Raven, with Raven putting a hand on Hank's cheek.
"No more hiding" Raven added.
"Never looked better, man" Erik said, tapping Hank's shoulder as Hank did the unexpected.
Hank suddenly grabbed Erik's throat, as Erik made choking noises, opening his mouth in shock and instinct. I was taken back by Hank's action.
"Hank!" Charles said as Hank growled, like a beast.
"Don't. Mock. Me" Hank threatened.
"Hank, put him down immediately, please" I begged, seeing Erik's face go red from the lack of oxygen.
"Hank! Hank!" Charles called.
"HENRY PHILLIP MCCOY, I SWEAR ON MY MOTHER'S CHEST HAIR THAT IF YOU DO NOT PUT ERIK DOWN IN THIS VERY INSTANT, I WILL SHOVE MY VIOLIN BOW UP YOUR ASS SO FAR YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO USE ANY MORE!" I screeched as Hank dropped Erik to the floor, with Erik gasping for breath as I helped him to stand up, Sean, Hank, Charles, Erik, Raven and Alex looked quite terrified.
"I wasn't" Erik said, glaring up at Hank.
"Even I got to admit, you look pretty badass" Alex joined in as I knew something bad was going to happen. "I think I got a new name for you. Beast".
Hank growled at the horrible new nickname. Well, it was a lot better than Bigfoot.
"You're sure you can fly this thing?" Sean asked hesitantly.
