11 years later

New York City, 27th April, 2009

"Bang! " "Bang!" Two figures were engaged in an epic battle of martial arts, as they skillfully threw out well timed punches and kicks, trying to knock each other out.

The first figure was an extremely handsome young man with short dark silver hair. He was dressed in an all black sweatsuit and shoes. His fists were bandaged, and his eyes were fierce. With a simple sidestep, he dodged a nasty haymaker from the other figure, as he threw out a spinning back kick, taekwondo style, catching the other figure off guard who took several steps back.

" Sigh. My old bones can't keep up with you anymore." The other figure who was a middle aged man around his late fifties called for a timeout, as he took deep breaths.

" I win this time old man." The young man smiled victoriously. " Yeah took you 11 whole years just to finally land a blow successfully on an old man congratulations." The middle aged man sarcastically smiled, as the youth rolled his eyes.

" So have you chosen what role you want to play during the missions?" The man asked as he took a seat. " Yeah. I want to be the master mind kinda guy, hidden in the shadows and guiding the others step by step. " The youth smiled and said as he took a seat beside the old man.

" You've really thought this through huh.." The man facepalmed. " Yeah, I've even thought of a code name; Azazel huh, how does it sound old man." The youth smiled and said. " Pretty lame." The old man rolled his eyes and stood up.

" Are you sure you don't want to be in on the mission? With that superhuman durability and endurance of yours, you should be pretty fine." The old man asked.

" Naaa, I'm fine old man. Being a mastermind behind the shadows certainly has its perks." The youth smiled. " Besides, I've always always wondered why you chose to be homeless, after all with the money you make, should be easy for you to live anyhow you want." He asked as he looked at the old man.

" Tsk, as SHIELD's most wanted man, where could be better than hiding right under their noses as a homeless man. " The old man proudly said.

" Anyway, I have a mission for you. You can choose to do it or not. It's a mission from one of the cartels of the Italian Mafia. They're raiding one of Oscorp industry's facilities and they need an eye in the sky. Are you in?" The old man threw a file towards him, which he caught with a smile. " I'm definitely interested old man. Count me in." The youth responded and left with glee.

After walking for a while, the youth entered a small unassuming building. "Beep Beep!" Walking up to the second floor, an infrared light immediately scanned his body, before a the wall in front of him separated into two, providing passage for him.

" Welcome master Duke." He immediately entered a slightly futuristic looking room with lots and lots of computers and monitors stacked together.

The next second, an autonomous yet feminine voice spoke out to him with its British accent as he immediately took a seat.

" Hey Samantha. " He smiled and twirled himself in his seat with a bored expression. This youth was none other than Duke. Within these few years, he had come to realize and accept that he was completely different from normal and regular humans.

For starters, he had intellect that far surpassed those his age, and his ability to learn absorb knowledge was almost God tier. Aside that, he had endurance and durability far surpassing ordinary humans, although the ratio of his attack power to his durability was slightly disproportionate, it wasn't that bad.

It wasn't until recently on the Internet, a group of people called mutants who possessed special abilities, that he knew he was one of them.

" Samantha." Clearing his thoughts, he called out to his AI. " How may I help you Sir?" The AI replied. " I want you to get me information on Oscorp facility 267, Brownsville, Brooklyn...." He checked the name and address of the warehouse before speaking.

" Right away Sir." The AI responded, as he took off his clothes and rushed to his shower.

After a few minutes of cold showering, he came out looking refreshed, wearing a new blue sweatshirt with jeans and flip flops.

" Anything for me Samantha?" He whipped his hair back as he walked to the fridge and took a delicious looking slice of strawberry cake and a glass of milk, as he walked to his seat.

" Well Sir, the facility is hidden in a remote location in Brownsville, and closely guarded." She projected a few videos unto the screen as he watched attentively while slowly eating his cake.

" Mm. Pretty well guarded, Oscorp Industries must be hiding some really deep secrets in that facility if it's so heavily guarded." He watched the feed from hidden security cameras on his screen, he could identify roughly 60-70 guards.

" Samatha, call the number, trace the IP address and project ." " Right away Sir." He pointed to the number on the file, which the AI responded swiftly.

" Hello?" Suddenly a hoarse voice sounded, as a man in a three piece suit behind a desk appeared on his screen. "Mm. I've accepted the mission to raid Oscorp industry's facility in Brownsville. "He cleared his throat, before he taking a sip of milk unhurriedly before replying.

" And who might you be?" The man in the suit asked with a frown. " Azazel, and like I said, I plan on accepting the mission." Duke reclined in his chair and spoke.

" And why should we hire your services Azazel?" The man asked, as Duke smiled. "Because, without me you wouldn't be able to steal whatever you want to steal in that particular facility. "He smiled confidently.

"Confidence, I've seen better." The man rolled his eyes and prepared to end the call.

" The warehouse has about 60-70 guards running three hour shifts. There are a complete total of 36 hidden cameras and 45 land mines hidden around the vicinity. The only way to get inside is through the main gate, which is heavily guarded." Duke looked at the camera feed captured by Samantha on his screen for a few moments before replying.

" You have my attention." The man in the suit smiled. " I can get your men inside and out safely, though for such a mission, the less the merrier." Duke chuckled.

" And how do you plan on doing that? Mr. Azazel?" The man in the suit asked. This was a mission that had been bothering him for the past couple of months. None of the mercenaries planned on taking this job, and it proved to be quite the headache.

'Gotcha.' Seeing the impressed look on the man's face, Duke smirked before replying. " I have my ways. So do you plan of hiring my services or not?" He said as he twirled on his chair.

" You're hired Mr. Azazel." After a few seconds of silence, the man replied with a sigh. "Good." Duke smiled and said. "Send me your account number. I'll send half of the prize. The rest would be wired to you after the mission." The man smiled before saying.

"Good good. I like working with fast people." Duke chuckled before typing and sending the man a message on his phone.

" Mr. Azazel, this mission is very important to us, if anything goes wrong you would be held responsible." The man added before fiddling with his phone a bit.

" That won't be necessary, you see, I'm planning on building a resume. Besides, I'm going to direct your men to the best of my ability. If they fail to follow an instruction and are caught. It isn't my problem is it?" Duke bit a piece of the cake as he smiled and said.

" Fine then, you have a deal." The man said, and after a few seconds, Duke saw a message on his phone. " 50,000. Nice." He smiled. " So let's talk about the plan. With the land mines, I can build an electromagnetic pulsometer which will completely shut down electrical impulses transmitted to them, rendering them useless for a a total of 45minutes. It was also shut down all forms of electrical impulses within a 20km radius, meaning, all of their motion sensors, cameras,

drones, will be rendered useless. I'll direct your men in and out of the facility so don't worry. " Duke smiled and explained the plan briefly.

" I see. How long do you need to prepare?" The man asked, with a small smile. " Give me two days." Duke smiled and said. In fact, he could begin this mission right now if he wanted, but he had to be patient a bit.

" And tell me, what sort of things are you people planning on stealing anyway? I need to know if it'll be affected by the Electromagnetic pulse or not?" Duke asked with a smile. " It's a piece of futuristic armory." The man briefly said. " Good, no problem then." Duke nodded.

" Okay then, I'll contact you tomorrow. See you soon." Duke smiled and ended the call with a smile, as he took a sip of milk.