Cyclops was Right

“They’ve had to kick a few asses before.  Mostly a bunch of homeless old people who thought that it was kill or be killed on the streets.”  To answer Raze’s question, they were anything but intangible.  Not unbeatable, and a fraction of the pain transferred over to him, but the positives outweighed the negatives.

“Mutant.  Those two guys in the back-”  He points his thumb towards his two projections, each one crossed their arms.  “I can make them.”

He knew he wasn’t a good person; and that more than anything, he would be considered the face of the phrase disproportionate retribution.  But that’s the kind of person that’s created when someone’s family dies and no one does anything worth a damn to make the bastards pay.

If it was any consolation, they locked him in the basement for his safety.  Those few hours he spent too scared to see if his parents had made it probably saved his life.  Of course, there was now the matter of retribution.  Someone was responsible for almost committing genocide, and they had to pay for it.  That, and placing Mutants where they belonged; with the humans.

Ike was angry, but smart.  He could figure out that, potentially, Gianna generates electricity.  It’d certainly explain the... color scheme, to to speak.  

Ike used his mutation, letting the reflections of himself sneak around and see if there was anyone else who would help them.  He was fighting a war, and in his war, he needed soldiers.  But, no one could be found.  So, he followed Gianna back into her argument, reaching into his jean pockets and clutching a switch blade, just in case this was a trap.  He had reason to trust Gianna, though she did deter him from stealing, but at the same time, this could always be Gianna playing the long con, gaining the kid’s trust to lure him into a false sense of security.  Madripoor gangsters used to try it.  

“For all I know, it could be elaborate make up.  I’ve seen it while I was in Madripoor.”  

“...How do I know you aren’t affiliated with the Purifiers?  Or the Avengers or people like that?”

“It was their mist, they had the power to do so.  They could have stopped it if they wanted to, but making sure that every little Inhuman got their powers was more important than the lives of Mutantkind.  The Inhumans killed Mutants, now it’s time we get to return the favor.”  

“Believe it or not, I don’t have a problem with most humans.  They’re, for he most part, ordinarily mundane people living their ordinarily mundane lives.  It’s the self righteous hypocrites called the Avengers, I have a problem with.  And hard pass on that.”  

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