Red X.

Chapter 10- Boo hoo!

Nightfall would occur. Mel would be standing on top of the tallest building of Miami. His Ax-50 slung over his shoulders. His two glocks places tightly in his holster, Mel also had a new utility belt. His little gadgets would aid him rapidly in battle to adapt to all types of situations, Mel would simply watch the city, Red X was out to play. "...." Red X's helmet began to..ring? "Uh...answer?" Red X spoke. The helmet would click as lylas voice filled Mels ears. "Hello my love!" Lyla giggles, Red X gave off a small smile. "Hey gorgeous, what's going on?"

"I wanted to say good news! I bought your plain ticket so tomorrow morning you're coming here! I wanna see my husband!"

"T-tomorrow?! I can't I have to find this Anti-X fucker. He's playing ghost right now!"

"Take a few days off! You got a week here with me, you'll be fine. I already called your dad and explained everything!"

"Homegirl really called my dad.." Mel chuckled. "Alright alright..I'll go pack my things."

"Don't worry, I got some things for you."

"Gotcha, alright. I'll see you tomorrow baby."

"Yes, yes you will." She giggles as the helmet would click. Hanging up the phone.

"Uh...Call Masmai." The helmet would buzz as masmai sharply answered. "What's up?"

"I'm leaving for a week tomorrow..this fucker isn't coming out tonight. I can't keep playing stalk the rat I need to go hunting. Grab any security footage you can, any clues anything. I want this man dead."

"Alright Mel, just be safe okay?"

"Always." Mel would smile. The helmet clicking as Mel stalked the night for hours upon end, the sun slowly rising as Mel took off, taking his brand new grapple watch and grappling towards his Jeep. His roof window was open so he simply just fell in, landing on his seat and driving off. "Helmet, activate civilian wear." The suit would gleam a bit, the suit would slowly fade and alter, changing to what appears to be a long slick jet black shirt and some black jeans. Mel taking the helmet off, tossing it to the side as he drove home.
Mel would March towards his room, grabbing his slick United States marine core backpack and tossing his helmet inside it. Mels father would Wake up, having to go to work as Mel met him at the door.

"It's good thing you have an early flight or you'd be out of luck.." Mels Father chuckle softly. Mel Rolling his eyes as the two got In his mother's massive truck. The truck began to drive off as Mels father hummed.

"Dad I never got a chance to ask you..how did you survive that damn fall when we fought dark?"

Mels father would go quiet for a minute, before sighing softly as he looked at his son. "Well, I'm..different son." He looked forward continuing to drive.

"Define different?"

"Well..when I was in the marines, fresh. I was in with my unit..Their names were: Bruce, your uncle Ray, Raider, Riley and me. We were the best of the best but me and Bruce were always neck in neck at everything..don't get me wrong. Bruce used to be in a sense the old uncle Ray..we didn't everything together. Fought everything together he was my ride or die."

"What happened..?"

"That's..a story for another day. Anyways, the government wanted a super marine..someone they can send in. One guy and that one guy can wipe out an army. Bruce went MIA for a bit so they grabbed me. They uh...they messed with me a bit."

"What do you like...mean?"

"They made me into a super marine son. I'm faster, my reflexes are faster, Ever wonder why your old man can lift so much? That's the reason...but they tried to control me. They wanted me to be brainwashed, I said no. However, they already put some chip in me..I broke free, thankfully and left the marine core after that, then had you and your sister."

"Do you think I'll ever inherit what you have?"

"I don't know... I don't think so, but you'll know the day when it happens. Believe me, you'll know."

Mel would nod, arriving at the airport. Mel would hug his father, using Mels phone and clicking the ticket Lyla sent him. He would walk through the airport. Getting to his gate and sitting down waiting, a warm smiled slowly spread across his face as he leaned his head back, folding his arms.