43. Death.

Mystique is an amazing secretary, no only has she infiltrated various organizations under Magneto she also had to play various roles. Assassin, Secretary, Seducer, Business mogul, She is honestly a genius at quite a few skills. She is a highly wanted criminal aswell, and I doubt even black widow could keep up with some of her skills.

But me I had no fucking idea how to run a company, I barely knew how to buy stocks a couple months ago, the fuck you want from me? However in a week everything was nestly lined up and organized and Mystique and The Ancient One both gave me business advice.

My first order of business was making a cure for the X-Gene, with the knowledge from Doc Croc, I had a pretty good start. As for why I wanted to make this? Not all mutant genes are a blessing, i doubt you would want to run around looking like a giant fly, or turn into some kind of monstrosity.

I had my own small lab I was working in however for some reason something felt off.

I turned around and that's when it happened my vision went dark and I lost control of my body and started falling forward.

However I stumbled and my eyes focused and I was in an entirely different area.

It was gloomy and gray with various bone white trees spread around.

"You are a rather hard person to get ahold of." A familiar voice said from behind me.

I whipped around with a kick at damn near light speed and fucking missed.

Not missed more like phased through.

"Tut tut, always attacking me." The voice rasps around me.

"Maybe if you didnt invade my mind without invitation I wouldnt have attacked you. Now I believe you've killed me. For what reason have you brought me here Death?" I ask turning around and looking at the pale skinned goddess of death apathetically.

"Oh I've only killed you for a second, don't be such a whiner." She says as a bone throne materializes under her covered in skulls. "However for you that one second could pass by like an eternity here in my domain."

Seems I let my guard down, not a way that I know of that could just stop a suddenly death like that.

"I'll ask again what do you want?" I cross my arms and stare at the primal death entity.

"I want you to be my Avatar." She says resting her cheek on her hand.

"Rejected, why would I want to be under someone who will be weaker than me? Even your sister shows me respect. Learn your place!" I stare down at her.

She frowns, a bunch of black chains appear and pierce through my body locking me in place.

"Learn my place?" She says standing up and sauntering forward. "This is my realm boy, learn your's on your knees!"

The chains try to drag my body but I resist. "Kneel? Before you? Ha!" the ground under my feet shatter and repair over and over as the chains try to force me to my knees.

However even I can't take all the high speed evolution of fighting off a primal god.

My body shift into symbiote form and I take a swipe at her throat. She doesnt even dodge and is totally unaffected.

"My, you do have some potential." She purrs before my body is forced back into human form. "No wonder my sister has such an interest in you. Your so interesting!"

The was a loud cracking noise as her palm smashed into my chest and I was fired off across the ground like a stone on water.

"Even now your still improving!" Death says as I curl like a shrimp around her dainty foot as I'm knocked skyward.

My rage is building beyond a boiling point at this rate.

I try to absorb the surrounding energy and get nothing, I try to fight back and get nothing, my abilities, nothing.

"I see, I still have a long way to go." I smile through bloody teeth at death who shivers.

"Come, keep going. Isn't it fun kicking me around?" I laugh as the bones in my neck crack back into place.

She makes another attempt to kick me with a frown as my hand is coated in flames, not just any flames, phoenix flames. He leg sizzles slightly as my hand and arm snap in multiple places only to quickly regenerate.

"Ah the antithesis to death is life right?" My body burst into flames as I glare at the white skinned primal diety.

"Now hold on, I was just assisting you in making your soul grow stronger." she says dodging my fiery fist. "I called you here for a reason."

"You kill me, try to step on my pride, then kick me around like a ball and call it assisting?" I bite out.

"Those were tests to see if you were worthy of being my husband. I'm so much better than my dead sister don't you think?" She says in a seductive tone.

"Sure, dont dodge and I'll show you my appreciation." I swing at her as fast and hard as I possibly can and the air exploded around my arm. Sadly the hit doesn't connect with her face like I had hoped.

"I get your a little angry, and I apologize I may have gone a little overboard." She admits with a frown.

"Get fucked." I slam my fiery fists down on the ground, if I cant break her then break her domain.

There is a large cracking noise but its quickly healed. "Wont break huh? Then I just have to hit it harder!"

Deaths voice echoes out. "I said stop." my body freezes and I cant move.

Death realizes she has probably messed up pretty badly.

"A trade." She says suddenly.

My eyes lock onto her.

"Become my personal host, I'll offer you powers of death, fix that broken city on your arm, grant you powerful weapons and become your lover. I showed you that there are still enemies you cannot fight, I helped strengthen your soul as it was quickly becoming your weakest link, I did not mean you true harm or I could have threatened or attacked your women." She states calmly.

I calm myself down quickly.

"I have no desire to be tricked into fucking some skeleton." I bark out.

"Haha! I only did that to that little shit Deadpool, it was so funny watching him fuck a corpse!" She starts laughing madly.

"What do you get out of this?" I ask her.

"Someone who could stand on equal footing with me, a chance to explore that multiverse of your's, a chance to evolve beyond this universe. Do you know how dull it is watching the same things happen over and over for millenniums?"