Marvel Registration | Colossus #1

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Piotr woke up to the blaring alarms of SHIELD trucks. He rolled over in his over sized bed and plugged his ears with ear buds that sat on the nightstand, which was over sized as well as the rest of his room. The registration for the second SRA was about to begin, register or die, y' know. The mutants had been in an isolated location outside of Colorado. The trio of villains had destroyed their former home, Loki, Red Skull and Magneto, they wrecked New York down piece by piece, and the super heroes, heroines and villains were being hired into the registration, or they would fall at the feet off the registration, just like during the first SRA.

Piotr fought the idea of registering, even if it would kill him in the process. He couldn't stand the thought of the world knowing your name, every little detail about you that you would always keep private. Many people had already registered, including Black Panther, Black Widow and Phil Coulson. He didn't know any people of the rebellion, but he thought there had to be more people out there with the same thoughts burning throughout their mind, just as his was at the very moment. A hammering knock at the front doors of the isolated warehouse finally made Piotr get up to his feet, which he had no intention of doing.

He slowly walked up to the door, making sure his feet didn't creak on the hard wood floors, he hated waking people up, even in a situation like this. It had to be somewhere around two and three am when the SHIELD agents came barging in to register the poor mutants. There was rumors going around that if you didn't register, the agents would inject you with a serum that made you under the control of SHIELD, but Piotr wouldn't fall for it, he was a good lie detector, and he always knew when someone happened to lie. He opened the door and stood in front of it as the cold mountain air followed the agents as they walked inside.

Leading the agents was the leader of the registration himself, Phil Coulson. Piotr rolled his eyes, but made sure he was in the dark so the agents couldn't see him when he did it, he didn't want to be injected with an odd liquid that people had been talking about. Piotr cracks his throat and begins to speak at the barging in agents. "Good morning, SHIELD, most of the mutants are asleep, I was next to the window, so I could see your flashing police alarm."

"Oh good then, because, for now, we just need you." Phil said, giving Piotr a grin that burnt into his brain. "Oh, well then, I would hate to wake anybody up, but I indeed have to use the restroom, you know, just woke up and everything." Piotr said, trying to escape from the agents. Phil rolled his eyes and made a hand motion, stating that Piotr needed to hurry up. "Hurry back!" Phil called out softly so he wouldn't wake any sleeping mutants.

Piotr rushed into the bathroom, and quickly locked the door behind him as he walked into the dimly lit room. He cracked his knuckles and collided them with the glass pane of the window. As he began getting out, he ripped off a chunk of drywall along with him, he ignored it and kept running. The mountains were as near as cold as Russia, but they were cold enough to make a polar bear shiver. Piotr ran out into the woods next to the warehouse, avoiding the bright lights that were cast upon the warehouse from the SHIELD vehicles.

Piotr sprinted into the woods and transformed into his metallic form. He looked back at the warehouse for one more time, but wasn't quick enough to turn around as he collided with a wall to a building about the same size of the warehouse. The building was shrouded with trees, and Piotr found his way in through a small hatch on the side which led to an oddly warm basement. Inside the basement sat an array of chairs, and two men sat in the small chairs, staring straight at Piotr. One of the men was Logan, an old friend of Piotr, who always enjoyed the fast ball special, and the other, Frank Castle, the Punisher, the leaders of the rebellion, and Piotr would soon be one as well, a symbol of anarchy, a symbol of rebellion.