Helfire Club, New York City
Lady Malice sat in a lounge chair with a servent girl between her legs.
"This is how we breach the defenses to the Baxter Building. Reed in his pathetic optimism will try to keep believing I am still his stupid goody-two-shoes wife."
"Gather the warriors," Shaw ordered, "We will follow the Queen's orders!"
Xavier Mansion, New York State
"You won't be needing these!" Laura said as she stabbed Logan in the junk with her claws, "You already have a daughter that you keep ignoring!"
Emma and Jean were enjoying the trashing Logan was getting, they knew he was going to be a difficult one to break.
"Shall we begain?" Emma asked.
"Yes!" Jean said with a smile.
Logan tried to fend off a blow from Marrow, only a cloud of haze and doubt fell upon his reality. The bone fist slammed into Logan's jaw. He lost sight of all the other X-woman and Jean and Emma's mind game took hold of his head.
Mid-Town New York City
"Ahhh!" Felicia said as she slammed her fist into the fridge, "What's happening?"
The power was engulfing her and her mind. She could feel it wreck her soul. She tore off her blouse as she made her way to the closet. Like watching some art student's film, the closet flickered between hers; filled with the pretty clothes of a debutant,
and a gothic Lolita serial killer's; leather, latex, razors and fishnets. Something was messing her head.
The image oh her looking down on her murdered mother with bloody hands flashed throw her head. Her mother wasn't dead though, but then a framed news paper clipping appeared on wall detailing her mother's murders. Felicia reached in back and unlocked the
hidden storage panel. Instead of the tools of a cat burglar there was the tools of an assassin and serial killer. She grabbed the latex catsuit, and the latex cat mask. She needed to kill...
Brooklyn New York City
Betty Brant pulled the mask over her face and watched her hand as she flexed in the glove.
"Well congratulations," the man said, "And welcome to Hydra."