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Diatribes (Marika), first part.

The large hands grasping the delicate white gambina while crying again now almost hysterical tone. Marvin lifts the little girl pointing to her bright eyes and stifling a curse while removing the gun from the holster.

"Stop complaining!" intimate that little creature that holds suspended by the front leg to whether mirandola with the gun barrel that removes the lock.

"You're almost worse than the bitch your mother."

But back to the baby scream, unaware of what a weapon, with the red head now view the uncomfortable position, and the little arms that wiggle. Marvin shakes it vigorously, and then resigned turns her head to one side to draw the attention of the only woman present in that cellar.

"saaam! How the hell off this ball of meat?"

The crying stops for a split second, and Maya opens her blue eyes wide open. Then again with more enthusiasm.

"Damn, Marv .. give it to me here."

on the steps which lead to the cellar Sam sees the odd picture and runs to take the little creature in her arms. "We need to live. You had to just change the diaper, not reduce it at the end of life"

"It '.. a photocopy of the mother complains and screams after he is done in the pants ..." see Maya in tears in the arms of Sam for a moment and tender, but a matter of a few, very few second back air indifferent.

"But it is the photocopy of his father, do not forget .. or we should not stick them on the wrist a bracelet inhibitor " responds resolutely on the table and raising his little arms to Maya. A bracelet of a lot 'of larger sizes has been adapted with tape on his little wrist.

"We hope at least that stupid arrive in time to deliver the message. Eche the idiot of the Swan understands ... " exclaims the man, giving away the two hours. No, he never changed that diaper alone.

" Ripetimi you did? You shot in the legs, the baby sitter to pick up the small, causing her to crawl at school? ", demand, and although Sam now holds her gaze fixed on Maya may perceive that Marvin nods at her side.

" What the heck did you do with the leg of Ashton!? "

"You know, she cried that she wanted her leg, and said that if I delivered the message to Alexis I would have given it to him in time to hang up..

small break in which Marvin runs a small smile. Maybe satisfied.

"So I sent her leg at school. If Ashton was quick enough to sneak in time at home, finds his leg. "

"With the current postal service? Wager ten dollars that that parcel is lost .." , begins to remove the dirty diaper with no little disgust, and clean up well for Maya, who has now stopped crying "Anyway the important thing is to have delivered the message to Swan. The little we have, and that cowardly race to find Dorian. "

"E Dorian for the blood of his blood will do that chore for us"

***

"Yes, do it entr .."

He can not even to finish the sentence that opens the door.

Baldwin raises his head and stands still a moment, with the index still hold the phone.

"Forget it." , let go of the button, and joining hands near the edge of the desk waiting for Lean has been approached.

"Flame .. you want some ..."

"Spare me the pleasantries, Baldwin. And all those people in front of your door? What 'story is that we use to talk to you a bracelet inhibitor now?" visibly irritated, she earns street and stops at the center of room. Puts his hands on her hips and bent her head to one side.

"security reasons, McLeod. Anyway I heard Dios .."

"No, now you talk to me and not pull out the other." interrupts him again. Annoyed, impatient.

few more step forward and reached the opposite side of the desk, but does not take a seat.

"Herrera and I gave up. We'm sick of your rules."

"Tell me something I do not know already." smiled mockingly, Ian.

"This time, seriously." precise bending her head forward so as to reach out even with the bust and look at the man well in his eyes. "Illegal or not, now we are no longer your problem. Or maybe we are just now."

Now she returns the smile, trying to take in hand the situation. Not arise again and take back a lock of hair between her fingers, attorcigliandosela. Awaits an answer.

"Well .... You came for the liquidation, or is it? ", but ironically the eyes betrays that it is not at all in a good mood.

"For a time things were going well ... crime has decreased significantly. I really do not understand your need to make the first women. But fortunately I am not a mutant ..."

"The truth is that there is a good shit out there. The Eban has planted on a casino as never before and" , shaking his head after removing his hand from her hair and left arms at hips, "no longer able to live in Manhattan. Maybe for you is a dream to have every single mutant under control, but a mutant is not a dream to be filed in his every move," Lean's voice cracks at the end.

"Dioscuri has not done all these stories

" I challenge myself, is the stooge of Eban. But apparently not the only, way you talk. " , still lingers with the look in his eyes light up while Baldwin and a silver frame that holds facing you on your desk.

"It was anything but lousy when your wife ran the BMT"

"Shaka has made his choices."

"Oh yes, now swimming in a sea full of even more money, too bad that a mad geneticist meanwhile has sent everything to hell."

laid down again after running the photo a look at the portrait of Shaka Vellerande.

"Well, good luck for the race for the White House .. you keep the stock out of your office desk suggests that the Oval Office is already yours.". Lean moves to leave, determined as it is entered.

"You will come back. Again, Flame." a push with their feet to the leather chair, and Baldwin now turns to the window of his office, leaving behind a Lean coming out, slamming the door.

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What If: Bad Blood does not lie, Vince (Background).

New York City, at 23.04.

The figure of a young boy from the mane is silhouetted against the dark sky and the lights of the city, standing on the edge of a roof in the Financial District. He holds his arms against his chest, as if protecting something from the cruelty of those buildings, and it seems waiting for something or someone.
Whatever it is you do not expect much, agile silhouette jumps from one roof to another, occasionally throwing a silk thread to help.

so quickly Ethan James Evans, Spider-Man, his cousin Vince Izzy Tail reaches the agreed spot.

"What do you want from me, criminal?"

"Not heated Ethan, an alarm clock ..."

Vince turns to see a rabid Spider-Man, revealing a bundle in his arms wrapped around the tiny white figure of a sleeping child.

"So Vince is true ..."

"The old man ... let's say that's probably the only thing that I never needed to lie"

coolly discuss the two unlikely cousins, whose relations are broken because of the lives of the two totally opposite Mutants. Ethan takes off his mask and went to see the best of the small little face, and watching his features are soften.

"I bet that looks like the mother ... eh"

"Between us the mother is a big pussy. If Erin gets so big you'll need to tap your phone and close it at home "

" Will I? What do I have? "

followed by a hushed silence, broken only by the cars whizzing several feet down and some small movement of the restless sleep of Erin. Vince sighed.

"I have to ask to be her father. I can not grow. "

" ... "

"Do not look, do you prefer when you're angry. With you can have a future with me might have no chance to survive, I can barely look after myself. And believe me, my environment, it destroys. "

Another long silence, when Ethan turns, with considerable surprise of the Shadow of the Beast, a cigarette. Both New York look, it seems that from a city without problems, at that time of night. The small sneezes and wakes up, rubbing the little face with her hands.

"Izzy, if I do it just because it's your daughter ... not for you"

"I admire much your candor, and I'm glad not to have to fight with you to convince you to do it "

claw bends down to give a light kiss on the forehead of the baby, knowing that it will review the most likely. With a delicacy almost unnatural for him to stretch the bundle to Ethan, who takes the same tact. The child begins to cry because of the movements that expose the cold air, and Man Spider has a first chance to prove worth as a father when, rocking as he can. Far away, down in the Financial echo of the shots, which seem to give reason to Vince about the future of the girl in the black heart of the jungle.

"Listen to Ethan. Erin will never know about me, as long as I'm alive. I do not want to find out what kind of father would have risked. Only two other people know about this business, you will be able to help. They have already promised to keep secret about me.

"It's a bad story ... Vince lie a lifetime will be heavy, not to mention I'll have to find a mate to give more credence to the lie and give little support to the mother."

"How will you are not dicks My old friend ... "

" You're cute ... Rather, tell me who the other people "

"Gwynet Larsen, works at the Bugle. A good girl ... come on, maybe you might like, and solve the problem of companion. May also teach a few tricks that you learn is now "

Vince chuckles while Ethan throws a dirty look, the child has calmed down again and now sleeps in the arms of the new" father. "

"The other person is Blast

Ethan watching her cousin, piercing eyes full of mixed feelings, anger, pity, disappointment, bitterness, and not least resignation. Do not even know what to say on hearing the name of the Terrorist note of the Angels. Then moves a few steps, holding the little gently.

"Good luck Vince ... have faith"

The Spider finds the courage to say just that to the other animal, an animal that does not respond to his words, merely states that his cousin away as quickly, to an area of \u200b\u200bthe city much more civil. He shakes his long mane, and mutters something to himself. Back then to observe the dark metropolis, and a slight tingling warns him that a tear rolling down her cheeks dirty. Surprisingly the dryer with a sleeve of the nail.

"Stupid wind ... I knew I had to go out with glasses. I wonder if Connie has already finished his shift at the Strip Club, I want to relax ... "

So he goes away along another road and headed for far less noble objective and edifying to raise a daughter. Continued ...

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What If: Black Seeds Of Vengeance (Rowena).

... Silence, it boils down to that, like the calm before the storm, like that moment of total silence between the press of a button and the roar of the explosion . Is that what you heard Herrera when pressed that red fucking small button, causing the collapse of eighty percent of the buildings in the financial, causing many dead. The government was tired of having his feet Organized Crime and Blood Angels, and took place over many months by several trustworthy men charged, then giving the order to trigger the poor Captain, using as an excuse for the possibility that terrorists were neighbors to possession of a chemical bomb capable of wiping out all of Manhattan.

People have believed, could not have done otherwise, even Herrera believed it, or at least pretended, but from that day his life changed completely. The day after that event, he resigned and was gone: some hours from the dead and those who suggested that it is out of his head and has become a murderess ...

It is now five years since that fateful day, and the figure of a man in his fifties makes its way onto our scene, lying on a deck chair in front of a tropical beach somewhere, just him and a few beautiful woman intent on serve him, intent on drinking something from a frozen glass. Two figures behind him, appeared from nowhere without causing any kind of noise ... they approach him, pitch black, wearing a long trench coat open to show several guns.

"Hello Mr. Smith"

thunders one of the two figures, a harsh voice, who knows how many corrupted by smoking cigarettes.

"It remember me? "

The man turns around, make eye contact with that of Jeson Edward Herrera, flanked by a small figure, the woman's face and wearing a pair of sunglasses with mirrored lenses which Simply click your tongue.

"We are here to return the favor"

blast words are the last things that the senator felt throughout his life.

...

Day Ny Bugle says after the death of Senator Smith, one of the other men who supported the destruction of the financial, no witnesses, all dead.

***

"As we bring? What the fuck you bring back?"

A voice disturbs the quiet of an old warehouse that is a fairly young guy who moves his hands convulsively, visibly agitated. Light filters through some beams in the windows, but the rest remains in the dark.

"He's calm Kreig, are back."

Responds another figure, that of a bald man, covered by smoke from the cigarette held between his lips.
Moments and two figures dressed in black entered the room, closing the door behind him:

"Everything went smoothly it seems." , says the bald man.

"doubt it, Lynch?"

replies the girl, while Herrera says nothing, just going to sit down. A figure emerges from the darkness, therefore, the figure of a man no longer young, a must for him a cigarette between his lips

"Well .. Well .. And a less how many still missing?"

Dante Malakian's voice echoes on the walls, his face streaked with a long scar that goes through one eye blindfolded.

"I have no idea .. hopefully many more." The

response comes from a blond intent to have a beer, sitting on a cash on the sidelines, with a sly smile on his lips: Vince Tail.

***

"Fuck."

a low voice, irritated by the tone, it dissolves under the rain in Manhattan Swing in a narrow alley and smelly, full of puddles, more or less deep.

"What?"

asked another voice, equally hard, from what is a man completely covered by a strange suit, known as the Hunter, Owen.

"I got fouled."

The response of the individual, dressed all in black, his fine clothes and a hat that covers the head of the eighties. The left hand holds the hair for a man of middle age, fat and the expensive clothes, his head from side to side pierced by a bullet.

"But who gives a fuck Trash, the important thing is that we killed."

A third man enters the scene, brandishing a gun still smoking, this is Lorenz Smith, sunken cheeks and bags under the eyes caused by who knows how many sleepless nights.

The three individuals are limited to allow them the dead body of Senator Thompson, heading calmly toward the edge of the alley, where there is a car waiting for black door, with the engine running and ready to go. The door opens, inside a young woman, Anja, who waves him to move.

"You want to make a tea for the road?" In short

mounted on the vehicle, which moves away from the place in no time, putting in streets and secondary wasting his tracks.

To be Continued ...

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What If: New Skrull City - The Meeting (from John), Part One. Dogs

Rh'lor scientist exiled Skrull Skrull empire, reached its first objective: Transforming the land in his kingdom from which to begin the conquest of the Skrulls from which he was exiled 130 years ago. With deception did Kimby believe that he was still alive and plotting in a way that took him from the little Damien. Mutant of six years are able to change reality, Saved by Terrorist Cameron Reese a year earlier.
Richard Really, the red spider, has unwittingly opened the way to heaven damien created by and through the small mutant Skrull exile has recomposed the world according to his will. However, the power of the child was still unstable and not fully mature. There were some drawbacks and Damien died, leaving the incomplete transformation. The rest, as they say, is history.

[2020 - Special Meeting]

present at the meeting:

President of the United States - Rh'lor.

Minister of Science - John Dorian.

Minister of Propaganda and Information: Katrina Rubinkova.

Minister of Defence and Home Affairs superhuman - Ian Baldwin.

Hours 18.

The fresh air and, for the first time after so many years clean. The gentle breeze comes from the great folks of the Oval Office carrying the smell of roses, created by an attractive blonde and as dangerous as Katrina, the whole room cooling intoxicating and all those present.

President Rh'lor held between his lips with a big Cuban cigar who tries in vain to remove the smell of roses created by Katrina and that bothers him so much. The cigar smoke comes out thick clouds in the corners of the wide mouth of the alien and then go to dissipate on the ceiling of the room now yellowed by too much smoke spread in the room when the President of the United States has changed and with it the position of White House, moved to New Skrull City: the old New York.

With her little eyes blacks, the alien, the government observes the three members sitting on comfortable leather chairs, human, located on the opposite side of the desk. The bony right hand beats the Skrull fingers rhythmically on the desk as if waiting for someone to take their word for him, and obviously not the case. Everyone here knows what it means to speak at the wrong time, especially since Dioscuri, after a bad joke, was sent to the front of the researcher of anti-tank mines without any kind of equipment unless his body ..

"So?"
"Malakian is an idea!"
"Eh?" Are you saying that Dorian? "
"Ah, but we should not talk about the sale of drugs to children in Extremis YMS?"
"No, that tomorrow Dorian."
"Oh, sorry."

The right hand, long and bony, the new president moves to the face, dropping to the ground the cigar. The ash is spread on the carpet and for a moment the pale face of Dorian seems to take on color. The Skrull sighs and immediately turns its gaze toward Baldwin, trying to pay no attention to the fact that Dorian has not yet given up the scientific journals and that Rubinkova sitting next to him, in addition to star in a pose very polite, with his legs on top of one of the armrests, appears to lean over to see what you're reading the scientist rather than follow closely the daily meeting of the council. The bionic eye

Baldwin does not let any kind of emotion when intersects with that of the dried Skrull. No one says anything and the only sound in the room is to the journal paper that is wrinkled.

"Dorian, put away that damn magazine!"

thunders the voice of the Skrull scientist and close the magazine and dropped into the chair next to ventiquattore. Even Rubinkova sits politely in the chair, crossing his legs and settling the tight skirt.

"Dorian, the draft of expansion continues as superhuman entities? Last week, Baldwin has you poprtato three new mice: what have you done?"
"You're talking about Weapon III, Weapon Weapon IV and V? "

the pale hand of the scientist, so pale that it looks as humans are all one with a white shirt, slips back into a briefcase extreme package of documents.

" The three subjects Unlike the first two super-human animals have responded well to brain implants to control the superhuman. The three men have shown an inclination to violence, seem to animals. In particular weapon V. Malakian has decided, therefore, for a castration. So as to avoid distractions when you come into action. "

" Very good, when he believes they are ready and what can they do? "

" Right time to perfect their natural instincts and bring their meaning in animals. Malakian now is just working on this together with Dr. Crowford and Dr. Eban. tonight I will give responses and tomorrow will be the first test. If everything is in place for next month will be available to Baldwin to capture new guinea pigs: If possible I would like that the first objective is Marvin Mason. "

" Both E Dorian, remember that these experiments will form the basis for establishment of our army with which to conquer the Wakanda and then start working for the conquest of the Skrulls. "

" I will not forget the reason for their creation the President. "

Then silence again. Skrull baby's eyes rest on Katrina now forget the scientist ..... (Continued)

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Assault, Joke (Part Two).

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Financial District, May 21, 2019.

Near the dry cleaner Mr Cheng is wearing what looks like a real battle.
sound of gunfire, screams and curses in different languages \u200b\u200bechoed throughout the neighborhood.
Outside the building, several men MCU, with a hood over his face, and machine guns in hand, accompanying men of various ethnic groups, for most Haitians and Chinese, in armored car. Among these
a Russian suit a shining armor, visibly damaged.

"traitor of shit .."

bitter man exclaims, before one of the agents push it crashed into one of the armored vehicles. Meanwhile, two agents

mcu, accompanied by a vigilante in a flashy red suit, control the overall situation ..

"three persons managed to escape, but our men, and four of yours, Mr. DD, are on their trail"

exclaims one of the two agents present in the direction of the vigilantes.

"excellent ... we will take all these bastards."

DD satisfied murmurs, watching the prisoners with his arms crossed under his chest and with a smile on his face.


Meanwhile, in a complex of abandoned buildings, two figures running at breakneck speed.
This is a man with brown hair, mustache, groomed and very elegant clothes, and a guy with white hair and the air to freak.
both look exhausted, and both are holding a gun.

"say that we have sown, Trash?"

asks the youngest, while casting a glance behind him.

"you run Kreig, and shut up .."

replica dry the second man or Rowen Trash.
The two now make their entrance in an old building, in an attempt to lose track of them, but by far the figures of Firegirl, Iron Fist and Claw, a fan appeared, heading fast towards the building.

"good girls .."

says the sexy girl, masked with a red and yellow costume, that reveals only the lower part of the face ...

"I enter from above you from the bottom .. DD wants them live I highly recommend."

Claw and Iron Fist do not replicate in words, but only with a nod of the head, on his way inside the structure.

"I have already alarmed at the MCU, soon surrounded the building."

after saying that the girl stand out magically flight, leaving behind a small trail blazing, and within a few seconds, is at the top of the roof.
Claw and Iron Fist, cautious and suspicious, they advance with caution, in the building, until a gun does not break the silence ..

"run Bamboccio have found us!"

scream Rowen Trash and quick moves along the old stairs, followed closely by the young fellow flight ..

"bastard .."

muttered annoyed Claw, while the buffers brbaccio right, apparently wounded by gunshot.
His companion however, without saying anything, will approach Rapid scale, struck a large handful of right behind them.
Now you will hear a big roar, and the old wooden stairs will give up, and only a miracle will be able to save the young criminal, finding himself in the hallway on the second floor.

"Pit Run!"

the boy cries as he gets up, but just look Volter, Rowen Trash can see, there's more.

"Oh shit ..."

look afraid of you freak protrude downward, seeing through the rubble, the right hand of the poor Rowen, who shows no signs of life.

"get down, I do not want to hurt you .."

exclaims a voice warm and inviting, but the boy does not seem to be willing to surrender

"no!"

scream and will turn suddenly, pointing his gun at what appears to be the figure of Firegirl, but to simply move the vigilantes to Kreig on it to create a small flame that will begin to burn the right sleeve of her dress ...

"ahh nooo!"

scream at the height of his despair, not realizing that the eagerness to fifa and its flames are raging on his arm brought him to the edge of the stairs just collapsed ...
the vigilantes will not have time to stretch out a hand to the boy that this will now fall on deaf ears, at the foot of Iron Fist.

"poor .."

mormorerà without particular emotion Asian, that will pull two weak kicks Freak on the carcass to make sure he's dead.

"go, Claw needs care .."

without another Shingo will arm the mutant cat, and while the three will come from the bloody palace, a small platoon of MCU in suit assault rifles will enter the building, just in time to call the coroner.

A few blocks away instead, a black shape as the night, and as fierce as the devil in person runs smoothly for the roofs of buildings ...

"maledettiiiiii ..."

Fear the devilish screaming loudly in his getaway ... pursued relentlessly by Electro Boy, that flying pretty quickly reaches the supervillain.

here it is * damn *

is this thought that will cross the mind of Dioscuri when he sees a few meters from the symbiote ... and quickly, in full control of its powers to launch an arrow Dante's alter ego Malakian, stand out as a next step to reach the roof ...

"arghhhh!"

the mighty howl ... that the unbalanced creature that shot, will not reach the roof, and fall into ruin on the floor, after being bounced on the fire escape ...

"electro boy here, I got fear, raggiungetemi to the coordinates that will appear on your radar" while

exclaim those words, the vigilantes begin to slowly descend into the dark alley where the black beast ... but it has fallen even the shadow ...

"but where the hell ..."

can not finish the sentence, the vigilantes, that the figure of Fear will not appear suddenly, grabbing the head of the hapless opponent with one of its tentacles.

"Oraaaa we have fun, yes .."

the guy throws his arm up quickly, at least three meters ... impact on a wall before falling helplessly to the ground ..

"I do not have time for a prick like you .."

vigilantes seem to go luxury this time, since Fear prefers to continue his escape, jumping quickly on the fire escape which had impacted on the first few seconds, before returning to flee over the rooftops.

At the end of the day, the team of vigilantes with the help of the MCU, capture at least 60 criminals, including Chinese, Haitians and other ethnic groups and nationalities, at a price of only two wounded. The Marauders

that day ended to exist.