Mutant Quicksilver Novels & Stories

Mr cutter held out his hand for me. 'You too Mr cutter." I smile before taking his hand in an handshake. "Now if you will please lend me your date." Selena says to Xavier before dragging me to a group of guys. Three to be exact. "Guys this is Pari." She points at me. "And Pari this is jack and Zack." She gestures to an identical twin, one blond and the other dark haired. "And this is Bentley." She points to the last guy, for a moment I thought he is Xavier, he has the same eye, hair and body shape but he's features are gentle, unlike Xavier's.

Tears began to pour from my eyes, blurring the world as colors shifted and shadows receded. "Hush, Little One." Silver’s voice wrapped around my consciousness with a brush of soft fur. Fur that soothed the terror and dulled the pain. "I have you." Perception shifted until it looked like I was viewing the world from a distance. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t obey my commands. "You just rest. All will be well." Little by little, my body fought back the change. No. Silver fought back the change. She kept us human. She kept the others safe.

But then it was a joke. “Okay, I'm listening," she said. "One day," Jacoben continued, "Victor got a hold of someone with the most amazing mutation. That person's name is Kieran Lanz Kingsley." She quickly turned to Jacoben again when she heard Bangs' name. Her eyes widen as she waits for what he is about to say next. "Aside from extraordinary senses, speed, strength, and an ability to paralyze a person with his mind, his mutation stopped him from aging. An—"

With a quick motion, I hurled the metals into the swimming pool of the abandoned warehouse that served as my refuge. I am Scarlett, the last mutant and werewolf following the rogue-led third-world invasion. I've been in hiding for years, and I despise interruptions... My thoughts drifted as the metals, previously floating in the air, suddenly plummeted to the ground. I couldn't dodge the heavy iron pieces crashing down on me, nor could I shift into my wolf form for safety. "What on earth is happening?" I shouted, shielding my head with my arms. My eyes widened in horror, realizing that each falling piece could seriously harm an ordinary human.

She was also in the museum security camera and the bank and jewelry shop footage. "Whoa, is that camera shot real? She seems like Raven," said Hugo. Everyone looked at Raven. "Not me. Hugo meant Raven Darkholme. " "Who is she?" Kyra asked. "You don't know?" Hugo asked. "She is Mystique of the X-Men. She could take on the appearance of any human being by having complete control over her body's cells. Apart from morphing the material in her clothes to suit any situation, just like the woman in the video. "

Scarlett’s POV Elara took a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of caution and determination. "Swiftclaw's origins are shrouded in darkness, Scarlett," she began, her voice laden with a heavy weight. "He is the son of a powerful wolf who was entangled with demons, seeking to harness their dark magic for his own purposes. It is believed that this union tainted Swiftclaw's bloodline, infusing him with an inherent darkness and an insatiable thirst for vengeance."

“Perfect. Absolutely perfect. We got everything. Every measurement. Every energy signature. Every detail of how Moonsilver purification works.” “Why?” I managed. Voice weak. “Why betray us? We trusted you.” “Because the Collective offered me something you never could. Immortality. They’re working on a serum derived from wolf genetics that extends human life indefinitely. All I had to do was help them understand Moonsilver power. Help them neutralize their greatest threat.” She crouched beside me. “You were never going to win. You were just a data point. A research subject.” Footsteps. Heavy. Multiple people entering. Through my blurred vision, figures in white coats appeared. Carrying equipm

If Marcus didn't purge the sickness from the workers tonight, they would mutate during the Coronation tomorrow, and the Sovereign's perfect day would be bathed in slaughter. Marcus closed his eyes. He forced his heart rate down to a glacial forty beats per minute. The Liquid Silver jammer bled from his pores, forming a freezing, invisible second skin. He slid the ventilation panel open and dropped into the dark. The descent was pure agony. His left arm was practically useless. He relied entirely on his right arm and his heavy boots to navigate the vertical shafts, sliding down past the blazing heat of the Industrial Core and landing heavily on the black steel grating of the subterranean aque

I saw the confusion on his face as I pulled out the second arrow, doing my best to show him that I was all right. "How?" he finally muttered. "These shots should have been lethal to any wolf." I managed to form a smirk. "I have a few special abilities, and I heal quickly." That was a partial lie. I didn't heal quicker in general. After Kestrel's week of torture, my body regenerated slightly faster than it used to, but whenever my wounds were caused by silver, they healed almost immediately. Nonetheless, I didn't want to reveal the fact that I was immune specifically to silver, for fear that it could lead Tyrion to find out my true identity. My smirk turned into a satisfying grin as I saw his

One Superior Fitness Mutant lunged, its massive claws, adorned with thick wires, aimed straight for Bima. Its speed was incredible, causing the floor of the Mutation Research Core to tremble. "Damn! They're so fast!" Lia shrieked, gripping her crowbar. Riska, beside her, activated the Master AI. "AI, focus the sonic wave at the Mutant! Distraction!" The Master AI blinked yellow, and then an inaudible sonic wave began to assault the Superior Fitness Mutant.