(Note: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story. I will probably only continue this if a few people at least check it out, if you read it let me know what you think please. Thanks and let us begin..)
You know what the worst thing is about being a mutant? Not being a mutant anymore. I was given the, oh so special ability of being able to switch bodies with the first person you touch. The problem lies in the fact that I didn't know this. So, when I touched my father to give him a hug, I didn't want to be him. Not at all, but I guess that is how life works though, right? The tricky thing is, my father was someone very special. My father was the Juggernaut, was, as I said, now I am. People used to ask me “Well, that’s simple why didn't you just switch back? He has your powers now!” I was not lucky with the powers I got, it was a onetime thing, and my X-Gene went dormant afterwards. So, I am now Cain Marko. Immortal. Rage Filled. Pawn of Cyttorak. The Juggernaut, and possibly about to rob a bank because, well, who can stop who can stop the Juggernaut? No one now, and i've learned that being the Juggernaut has it's advantages.
The room is dark and the Illuminati talk among themselves, still in their prime because T’Challa has given them all the ability to stop the aging process. The true saviors of the world need to be around forever, right? The talk is meaningless and they all know it, they just don’t know how to address the real problem on Earth right now. Tony Stark is the first to actually say something of meaning “People, we have a threat that
They’ve done some not very ethical stuff before, so the problem isn't why they shouldn't, its how. Reed Richards with his eyes weary and his voice tired mutters “Namor, you’re going to shoot him with a gun that will put him in the Negative Zone. He will be able to survive there and not cause damage on Earth.”
They all nod in agreement, wishing they were dying, no man can do so many horrid things and still look at themselves in the mirror. With Reed’s time in the meeting not needed anymore he whizzes away to get the weapon ready for Namor. Blackagar turns on a screen and they watch a man who used to be Julius Marko drop a bank down to rubble.
Julius being especially obnoxious to the cops valiantly defending New York City “The best part about being the Juggernaut is easily the fact that when you fight more, you get stronger. Should have seen how strong I was when I killed Spider-Man like the little bug he imitates! Whooooo, the rush you get is INSANEEEEE!” He flexes off his muscles while bullets bounce off of him. The world lacks heroes now; Dr. Doom killed 3 of the Fantastic Four, Magneto annihilated all of the X-Men, The Mandarin is in control of anything he wants after he finished of Dr. Strange, and every “Super Power” has fled from Earth if they could. The Illuminati are earths only defense and even they have their will and spirit broken, they leave the big threats alone, and take out people like Julius or rather Juggernaut. Those who cannot kill them, those who will not be able to come back and finish off the hero community, those who are not the true evils.
Juggernaut picks up a car and tosses it at a cop. The cop is instantly dead, his family will mourn his life, his wife of 6 years will end her life because she can’t take it anymore, and his children will end up in a foster home and afterwards end up on the streets. They both die early, that fallen cop ruined many lives and Julius refuses to think about what he is doing. When it is easier to be a villain he became one, he killed his father 3 months after he got his powers. It was a slippery slope that he stopped resisting; no one asked him anything now. He was in charge and never alone, never tiring and never stopping to think about any of the lives he was running with one toss of a car.
(Ending note: If I do continue this I plan on bringing in Annihilus, Silver Surfer, Rocket Raccon, Deadpool, and Captain America.)
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