dr. campbell created him to be the world's most powerful mutant. his goal was for his creation to destroy the inhabitants of the mutant underground. dr. campbell's creation obeyed his every command until he met one half of the strucker twins and beg...
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"My brother had cystic fibrosis. He suffered terribly. I saw firsthand the horror of genetic disease. If it's just one person or humanity itself, I feel it's my calling to ease their suffering."
"And your role is to help me accomplish my goal." Dr. Campbell said absentmindedly as he unattached the blood pressure meter from his bicep.
Brayden nodded along, just like he always did because Dr. Campbell was his creator. Dr. Campbell had raised him since he was a baby and therefore, he was essentially his father. Brayden knew what his role was and he intended to follow through with his creator's plans.
"You may go now." Dr. Campbell dismissed him. "Be ready to depart in 10 minutes. Stage one of our plan is to be executed today."
As Brayden nodded and exited Dr. Campbell's medical room, he was greeted by a cheerful squeal.
"Brayden!" Zalena shrieked and barreled into his arms. "I missed you!"
"Missed you too, Z." Brayden hugged her back and ruffled her brown hair.
Zalena and Brayden had always been around each together since they were mere toddlers. Both were raised by Dr. Campbell and were inseparable from each other. Wherever Brayden went, Zalena followed and wherever Zalena went, Brayden followed.
