Moving through the concrete jungle that is Noc Haven, Gen moves through the streets unseen and unheard. Contemplating the recent events in his life, how the Liberators had found him and persuaded him to help in such a trivial way as transportation. But there was more, they wished to have someone like Gen on there side as opposed to being against him. Something like this proved interesting to Gen, as besides his battles with Nova and the Triplets no one knew he was really on this plane.
Few gatherings among the great and powerful here and there, but he was nothing in this universe compared to the world he once knew. But they still managed to find him, even without his telepathy he could sense something was amiss with how they so easily came upon him in there time of need. Something he was going to get the bottom of, and to do that he had to speak directly with Envy. A man he had only spoken to on brief and swift occasions. During the attack on the White House, he saw what the man was truly capable of, and to have someone like Gen in his pocket it only showed that he was prepared to do just about anything to see his ends were met. Something that impressed Gen greatly, but he was not going to be anyone's puppet or lap dog again....the sting of Alex still fresh in his mind. How his leader...his brother...could of used him in such a way, it stung and always would sting.
AS he leaped between building after building searching for Envy he thought to himself "I will not be fooled again...."Sniffing the air he found Envy's scent again and landed just outside his penthouse balcony. The man was a beast much like Gen, but at the same time so very different. Bones snap, and skin heals as Gen returns to a more human appearance. His long mane now gone, only a subtle amount of hair atop his head now,his gargantuan frame now smaller and less menacing, he slowly draws the sliding door open and steps into the dark room.
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