Thread: A New Evolution {darkest_fate&Rand}

It had begun. The return of the ancient mutant whom had been locked away for generations. At one point seemingly forgotten within the passage of time. A mutant whom had made his return not so long ago, only to be thwarted by the combined efforts of numerous mutants with normally conflicting interests. But that was before. The great evil had since returned. Wiser now to his enemies. Smarter with his approach, as the legendarily infamous mutant once known as En Sabah Nur, now better known by the fittingly ominous title of Apocalypse , had started carrying out his revenge upon the mutants whom managed to vanquish him once before. But this was happening elsewhere. The initial attacks having been carried out systematically. Many missing, presumed captured or worse. Some had been reprogrammed and were visibly striking out against their former companions as his new Four Horsemen. Others, however, were missing without any known traces or signs of their whereabouts to X-Man or Brotherhood alumni alike. Two such figures were kept safely within a seemingly non-existent room. Accessible only to a lone figure, whose heavy footsteps filled the otherwise silent hallway which lead to an unimposing wall. Standing before said wall, the legendary mutant gazed upon the wall, a sudden light shimmering within those intense eyes, which evidently triggered a mechanism as the ominous blue outline of a formally non-existent door formed upon the stone wall. With a brief shaking noise, the door slowly lowered, sinking into the very ground itself, while very likely drawing the immediate attention of the pair of teenage mutants whom were presently sealed away inside. The dim light on the other side of the now open doorway may have cloaked the identity of the person on the opposite end of the wall, but it would only take a step or two forward, heavy footfalls signaling this arrival, before both X-Men finally set sight upon their new 'host'. Standing there, garbed within his battle armor at the present, Apocalypse would no doubt make for a rather disheartening sight to most mutants - whether or not they had access to their powers. Gazing upon the pair of females, the ancient mutant would allow a hint of amusement to mark his often stoic features, as the door behind him suddenly began closing following his entrance. For what was to come next, they need not run the risk of any unlikely interruptions. So. The male spoke, his voice deep, booming with authority befitting his legacy, while observing the pair of teenagers, I see you've both finally awoken from your sudden trip to your new home. A short pause, almost as if letting the last few words linger within their thoughts for a moment or two, before continuing, To answer the first question you're certain to have, the two of you were transported here using one of the many devices available to myself which had been lost to the ages. The very same type of technology which now stiffens your mutant abilities through the collars you wear around your necks. Observing the pair, his eyes seemingly watching them like a predator would their pray, the ancient mutant further elaborated, You were taken during the night. As part of my first wave of offense upon the mutants you call your friends. Whisked away from any physical danger right before the battle started. But also to keep you, in particular, out of the way. His eyes were directed toward Rogue following the last bit remembering how the pale complexioned gothic teen had managed to disable his abilities after 'borrowing' the powers of another mutant. There was a touch of malice behind his tone, as the otherwise stoic figure contemplated his personal enjoyment of what would happen to her in particular before addressing the bigger question, As for why you're here. I've need for you both. For I see within you two a great potential for my future plans for this world. Slowly walking around the pair of teenagers, the imposing mutant wasn't even gazing directly toward them as he clarified, No, you won't be reprogrammed into my Horsemen. Instead, I have far different plans for a couple of healthy, pretty, young mutants such as you both. Without any visible signs of trying to trigger something, both Rogue and Kitty would suddenly find two sets of formally unseen holes open up near their legs, as glowing white metal tendrils would suddenly shoot out to wrap around their legs. The tendrils kept the pair within their current place for now, as Apocalypse turned his head, watching the young X-Men, while plainly stating his intentions, You two shall be the first of many breeders for my new world. Each used for carrying within yourselves the perfect offspring of selected mutant males whom will offer you their seed. The very idea of this was likely sickeningly terrifying for the teens, even while his as yet unspoken mind control began to make its subtle touches upon their impressionable young minds. With their legs bound, the large figure was able to slowly step closer, narrowing the gap between them, while adding with a hint of personal enjoyment as he revealed to them both, In your cases, you shall also be made to offer up your bodies, minds and very souls to the personal enjoyment and carnal pleasures of myself. From this day onward, until the very end of your formally insignificant lives. Letting this added promise sink in for the girls, Apocalypse reached out with his large, powerful hand - clasping his fingers upon Rogue's bare chin, letting her feel what warmth there was within his cyborg body, while addressing both teens with a rather rhetorical, Do you hold any reservations over this new arrangement?