X Men: Night of the Living Brain Dead
by
Ben Church
All characters are the property of Marvel Comics.
Except for Hotshot, he's mine.
Prologue
Vermont
"DIE MUTIE DIE." The words would hang in Will's
memory forever. "DIE MUTIE DIE." Light from a
nearby street lamp lit up his tear and blood streaked face.
His clothes were burned and scorched from the fire,
but his short blond hair was not the least bit singed.
Nor was his skin burned. He had suffered no physical
damage from the fire whatsoever. But the emotional
scars would be a long time healing. "DIE MUTIE DIE."
Each heartbeat sent waves of white hot pain through what
was left of his left eye, and sent more blood out through
the rest of his wounds as well.
"DIE MUTIE DIE." Somehow they had found out about him.
"But I was so careful." he thought. "How could they
have found out?" Somehow, somewhere he had slipped, and
someone had seen him use his power. And now his parents were dead.
"DIE MUTIE DIE." Will thought hard about where he could go.
No one knew he was a Mutant. He decided that this best
bet was his Grandparents. If he could make it that far.
Then, a silent, foreboding man dressed all in purple stepped
out of the alley before him. His entire body was covered in
purple cloth. Only a tinted visor for his eyes broke the pattern.
Will stared in surprise for a moment. Who was this man and what
did he want? He decided it was nothing good. He tried to run,
but his legs buckled. He was too weak from his injuries to escape.
He saw the man come towards him as he blacked out.
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