I dwell in possibility...

Maya insisted they stay for the afterparty meet and greet...the one thing he absolutely wanted to avoid.  The shit with the press and glad-handing, the shit where he’d most likely be bothered by those who thought he’d like to talk about how he’d supposedly killed his brother and saved the world five years ago.  But here he was, doing his best not to be noticed, while Maya gushed to Dazzler about what a big fan she was and how she sang too, but no where near as good.  …At least she was having a great time.

Orson’s eye caught the night’s other performer as she sipped a cocktail while a man spoke to her; the moment he left she stood and headed over.  Orson watched with interest between drags off his cigarette as her eyes set, narrowed in, on him.  She was coming over with a mission.

“You’re Mr Shaw.”

“I’m a Mr Shaw,” he smiled out of his drag.

“No, you’re the Mr Shaw,” she countered as she sat with a smile of her own.  “Mr Orson Shaw.”

“And you’re Siren, the Siren.”

“Izzy Cadence.”  She set her emptied glass down, her refill came immediately.  “You enjoying the night so far?”

“Drinks are good.”

“That’s all?”

“My daughter’s enjoying herself, that’s what’s most important.”

“You’re sweet.”  Izzy took a deep breath to steel herself.  “Can I ask you something?”

“I’m a Scorpio.”

“I’m sorry?”

Orson set his drink down for a refill.  “My sign…that’s what you were going to ask, right?”

She laughed with a shake of her head.  “No…no, I was going to ask how you survived that day…five years ago.”

“You asking or is he?”  His cigarette pointed to the man who’d been speaking to her prior.

Izzy turned to Garrett, then back.  “That’s my manager and I’m asking.”

“Luck.”

“That’s it?”  She didn’t believe him by a long-shot.

“That’s it.”

“…And if my manager was asking?”

Orson smirked.  “I’d tell him to grow some fuckin’ balls and ask me himself. And, after he did that, I’d still tell him to sod off.”

Izzy smiled.  “Glad I’m not him.”

“So am I.”

Holy fuck, I actually wrote something...and then posted it!!  Mind fucking blown, ya’ll!!  Also, obviously, I’m alive and (relatively) well, just been crazy busy with real life shit.  I’ll still be pretty sparse around here, honestly, but at least we know I had enough time to do something, right guys?  RIGHT?!?!  (This is the event discussed by Orson, Wade, and Carey here, by the way.)

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79  Part 80  Part 81 (NSFW)  Part 82 (NSFW)  Part 83  Part 84  Part 85  Part 86  Part 87 Part 88  Part 89

(Teen!Orson Prequel, University!Orson Prequel 1, 2, 3, Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra)

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“They’re coming for you, you know.”  His voice was clear as a bell and appearance as real as any living person...only he wasn’t alive.  Calder had been dead years now, skulking about in the asylum with her like so many others.  Only he stuck around, he helped her understand what she was, what she could do.  Funny that he was less a prick when dead, but then so many were.  “You need to get out of here before they find you.”

Layla looked at his reflection in the mirror.  “You don’t know that, lots of mutants end up here...more obvious, powerful, ones.”

“You can access the dead, their DNA, and become them...Do you have any idea the potential that ability holds?” He asked as he approached.  “They will find a way to use you, Lay.  They will break you apart and put you back together in ways you haven’t dreamed.”

“And if it doesn’t work?”

“A girl like you shouldn’t fear death.”  His smirk grew as she sighed.  “Do it while it’s still an option, before they have you.”

Layla wanted to argue, tell him to sod off, but her gut said he was right.  She watched the news, she knew people - mutants - were starting to go missing in mass numbers.  Moreover, she knew of two in the hospital that vanished in just the past month.  She took a deep breath as she covered her hands with her sleeves and, with all her force, slammed fists into the mirror, shattering it.  She picked out a large piece of glass and gashed open her arm from wrist to inner elbow.  It should’ve hurt more, she knew that, but it wasn’t the first time she’d done this...not by a long shot.

She lowered herself onto the floor and laid back as blood poured out.  Calder knelt over her, began to fade as Layla felt herself slipping away and him growing stronger, flooding into her veins, bringing her back to life even as he took over her body.  The wound healed, closed Calder’s spirit up inside of her, with her, before she crawled back into a stand on new legs.  With muscled arms holding up men’s hands she looked in the mirror and saw him looking back.  His body, his face, even his eyes.

“Good girl, now relax and let me get us out of here,” he spoke from what was now their body.  Calder headed towards the door, cracked it open, and smirked as another patient passed.  “Ask for a light.”

Layla gasped in her own mind.  “Calder no.”

“Now!” He insisted from within.

“D-Do you have a light?” Her voice shook out from the body and, without looking, the man obliged in taking out a lighter and flicking it. 

...That was all Calder needed, that spark to kickoff his old powers, and the patient and hallway were in flames.  He kept it as a literal firewall of protection while walking them towards the elevator, until he heard people charging in their direction.  They weren’t orderlies or security guards, they weren’t staff at all...they were exactly who he’d warned Layla about.  Both knew it.  With a swift move of his hand the fire roared towards them, allowing them to slip into the elevator and escape before the men had the chance to fire upon them.

Finally grabbed some time to write a bit of my Marvel Universe...yay!  Because this aspect of Layla’s powers is a touch complex I’ll break it down:  If she is receives a mortal wound the dead can enter her body and, though still in there herself, possess her to the extent that their body becomes the primary one...so, after slitting her wrist, Calder was able to enter her and take over as himself (complete with his appearance and a milder form of his powers).  ...Where Calder/Layla end up and who’s after her will be discovered in time, but I will say you’ve met her pursuers already! 😉

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79  Part 80  Part 81 (NSFW)  Part 82 (NSFW)  Part 83  Part 84  Part 85  Part 86  Part 87 Part 88 

(Teen!Orson Prequel, University!Orson Prequel 1, 2, 3, Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra)

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There was something both freeing and terrifying about not remembering yourself...but, since he no longer felt fear, it was mostly just freeing for Damon.  Or was it Devan?  Daven?  This memory thing was a bitch; sadly he hadn’t the time to dwell on it.  He had work to do, orders to follow, things to cock up.

The doors rumbled open to reveal a man already seething inside and out.  If looks could kill everything in a hundred mile radius would already be long gone.  But, as it were, nothing was dead...yet.

“You look like a Logan.”  The man let out a beastly growl, but Damon paid no mind as he moved in closer.  “Have they taken your blood?”

“You’d know, bub.”

“Oh, I’m not one of them,” Damon chuckled. 

“Then who the fuck are you?”

“Doesn’t matter.”  He looked the mutant over, took a breath.  “Let’s just go on the presumption that you are, in fact, Logan and they have, in fact, taken your blood and see what happens, shall we?”

Logan’s eyes flicked across the other man’s face, his hands, with unnerving keenness as the headgear preventing his claws from coming out was removed.  A fraction of a moment later the adamantium was buried straight through the others‘s gut.

“Yeah...” Damon sighed.  "That one's on me...your emotional, I get it.”

The mutant stood in brief shock as black oozed around his claws from the other’s body.  “What the fuck are you?”

“Would you prefer an answer or your revenge?” 

Logan hesitated before pulling his claws back. 

“The offices are to your right, but the barracks...”  Damon cleared his throat as his skin pulled itself back together.  “The barracks are to your left.”  He was playing the odds that, in animalistic berserker rage, Logan would go for the kill count over a mere handful of men in suits and some destruction of property.

The creature smiled as Logan proved his assumptions correct and tore off to the left.

This is why Carey, Ash, et al, could never find Logan...he was grabbed up and has been held captive for about 6 years (oh that Logan!).  In fact, let’s just presume he’s the one Garrett was speaking to at the end of my last big section, shall we?  Also, plot twist: That brother of Orson’s you thought was dead?  He’s alive...kinda, haha!  Damon is, in fact, Daven Shaw, but he’s more than a little messed-up and unsure about who/what he is, hence the wrong name usage.  More of his ordeal and what he’s become will be revealed going forward, don’t worry, lol!

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79  Part 80  Part 81 (NSFW)  Part 82 (NSFW)  Part 83  Part 84  Part 85  Part 86  

(Teen!Orson Prequel, University!Orson Prequel 1, 2, 3, Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra)

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"It’s this weekend and, apparently, I’m important enough to warrant a personal invitation and VIP access,” Orson shrugged out.

“Yeah, you are,” Wade smirked.

Carey chuckled.  “Well, according to everyone who doesn’t know anything, you were the hero of the day.”

“Sounds like the bloody story of my life.”  It always felt like he got the most love for the shittiest things he did.

“Five fuckin’ years...Christ.”  Carey sighed at the memories of their battle alongside The Avengers against Calder, then looked over and gave a shrug.  “Might as well take advantage of it though, right?”

“I’m not all that fond of benefiting from everyone’s belief I killed my brother.”  Orson replied honestly.  “Prick that he was, he was still family.  Still someone who understood...” he trailed off to get another beer.  “Fuck it, he’s dead.”

“Aww, don’t be sad, Director,” Wade cooed as he spread across the floor in front of Orson.  “You know, if it helps, I’ve killed way better people for way worse reasons than saving the world...also he was a cockstain.”

Orson smirked down at him.  “You’re hoping I’ll put my boots on your throat, aren’t you?”

“You already know me so well.”

“Back to the point at hand,” Carey broke in (to which Wade grabbed his ankle with a muttered ‘I haven’t forgotten about you, Carebear’).  “Siren’s the hottest singer in the past few years.”

Wade turned back to Orson.  “Almost as hot as you.”

"You hittin' on me for the tickets or a shag?”

"...Can I get both?”

Carey laughed.  “God, don't fuck 'im, he'll never leave ya alone.”

“Speaking from personal experience, eh?” Orson smirked back.

“Don’t I fuckin’ wish!” Wade busted out in exacerbation before sighing.  “He only wants my sweet, sweet, blood...I feel terribly used, but sometimes I grab him in naughty places in return so it all evens out.”

“Thanks, Wade, I needed that image in my head.”

“It’s a nice image, isn’t it?” Wade wiggled what passed for his brows, then smirked.  “You know, Orson, if you ever wanted anything...”

“I’m officially afraid to ask.”

Carey only smiled, shook his head...he was aware of Wade’s ploy, but there was little point in getting upset over it.  That was just Wade.  “Look, Orson, refuse those tickets and, I promise ya, your daughter will make ya regret it ‘til the enda time.  Which, with us, is a real possibility.”  Carey smiled out as the other two laughed.

This was, honestly, almost too much fun to write, lol!  Deadpool’s always fun to write and with Carey doubly so...add Orson in there and it’s a blast.  But it also served a purpose; now you know these three have bonded over their shared experience in battle and there’s a hint that Orson might play some part in Garrett’s plans with Siren (Izzy).  Also Wade calls Orson “Director” because, as we all know, he can cross universes and Ben Mendelsohn (Orson’s faceclaim) played Director Orson Krennic, haha!

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79  Part 80  Part 81 (NSFW)  Part 82 (NSFW)  Part 83  Part 84  Part 85 

(Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra, Arturo & Clark, Arturo & Owen, Orson & Di Club Fun )

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“You can’t look at it like that, Izzy,” Garrett smiled over at her.  “These kids...they have no home, no one to look after them, no purpose in life beyond survival.  We give them that.”

Her frown remained.  “At what price?”

“A very reasonable one, considering.”

“Considering.”

“Considering the alternative of living and dying like a dog in the street.”  He stood, headed over to her.  “Like you almost did, or did you forget that bit?”  His smile made her shiver as he stood over.  “But look at you now...wealthy, famous, powerful, all because of that magical mutation of yours.  We saw it.  I saw it..and your potential.  How amazing you could be.”  His face fell to concern.  “I’d hate to think that my work’s gone unappreciated.”

Izzy’s eyes dropped, she looked away, before his finger crooked under her chin to lift her head once more.  His eyes always seemed so kind, but she knew what he was capable of and that, on some level, he enjoyed it. 

“Has it, Izzy?”

“No.”  She’d gone from street urchin to the world famous singer, Siren, because of Garrett.  Because he’d found her, cared for her, protected her, practically raised her...because he’d done whatever required to ensure she was successful.   For that alone she’d always be grateful to him, always feel like she owed him.

“Good,” his smile returned.  “I’m glad.”  He leaned down, in, and pressed his lips to the corner of hers.  His voice dropped.  “Don’t worry yourself with the details, my little Siren, just show up and do what you do best.”

"Okay,” she whispered back, eyes only looking to him as he straightened up.  “Garrett?”

“Mm?”

“You’re not...mad, are you?”

“Of course not.  I could never be mad at you, Izzy...not really.”

I don’t know what, exactly, this relationship is...but I know it’s not healthy, haha!  Garrett is Garrett Pierce from the epilogue of the last major section.  The new character is Izzy Cadence (Lana Del Rey faceclaim), who is a mutant that also goes by Siren - she’s not “out” about her mutation, but Garrett and those at Alkaline know because she is, technically, part of them.  ...There’s a whole big plot going on, but I’m not spoiling it for you, haha! 😉

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79  Part 80  Part 81 (NSFW)  Part 82 (NSFW)  Part 83  Part 84 

(Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra, Arturo & Clark, Arturo & Owen, Orson & Di Club Fun )

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“Let me be very clear with you, I don’t want to do this.  Not to anyone.  But you’re making things impossible for me and I won’t have that.” Garrett wasn’t mad, just irritated; it was quite difficult to collect the dead when they refused to die.  “If you insist of remaining alive then I’ll just take you alive, but I assure you, you’re going to wish you were dead.”  He waited for an answer, only got a groan.  “Fine, have it your way then.”  He signaled to his men to collect the mutant.

Adults were of little interest to them except as a source: biological DNA, experimentation results, children if female.  But better to collect and use than set free.

Garrett made the call, heard the copter in the background as the line picked up.  “No issues, I trust?”

“The mutant won’t die, we’re taking it.”

“That’s fine, always need spare parts.”  Rice walked to the train tracks, looked out over the decimated forest with interest.  Whatever had done this was powerful...remarkably so.  “Make sure you collect whatever else might be left behind, we only get one-shot with these.”

“Of course.”

“And Pierce?”

“Yes?”

“Do try not to kill any civilians this time.”

Pierce only chuckled as the men ended the call, then he sighed.  

Consider this the end/epilogue of the latest main section of my Flawed Design, Marvel fic.  Garrett Pierce (Paul McGann face) is an ancestor of Donald Pierce and I’m not 100% sure where he is, but Rice (Tim Roth face) is where Ash and Psylocke fought Oskar...and, yes, he’s an ancestor of Zander Rice, but I don’t have a first name for him yet, lol!  Next will be some fun little filler pieces and then onto the next big section, which’ll take place about 5-6 years after this one did.

Main Story: Part 1, Part 2,  Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33 (NSFW)  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40  Part 41  Part 42 (NSFW)  Part 43  Part 44  Part 45  Part 46  Part 47  Part 48  Part 49  Part 50  Part 51  Part 52  Part 53  Part 54  Part 55  Part 56  Part 57  Part 58  Part 59  Part 60  Part 61  Part 62  Part 63  Part 64  Part 65  Part 66  Part 67  Part 68  Part 69  Part 70  Part 71  Part 72  Part 73  Part 74  Part 75  Part 76  Part 77  Part 78  Part 79 

(Ash NSFW Prequel Piece, St Patrick’s Day Prequel, Dusty’s Trauma Extra, Arturo & Clark, Arturo & Owen )

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