Since I began this fanfiction series, I've tweaked and twisted the history and backgrounds of numerous characters to varying degrees. Some chracters aren't all that different from their comic counterparts. Characters like Magneto haven't strayed far from what makes him who he is. Some of that is intentional because I want to maintain a certain level of harmony with the ongoing Marvel universe. But for other characters in X-men Supreme, I decided to switch it up a bit more. For some characters, like Bishop, it was purely a matter of logistics. But for someone like Stryrfe, it's more about pragmatics. He's not a very well-developed character in the Marvel comics and I don't think he's been given a lot of depth. So I intend to make Stryfe very unique to the X-men Supreme fanfiction series and you'll see just how much different he'll be in the next issue! To get a clue of just what Stryfe is capable of, check out this extended preview of X-men Supreme Issue 73: Inauguration Day Part 2!
“What do you mean a riot just broke out?” exclaimed Reverend Stryker into his communicator to one of his lieutenants.
“I don’t know how else to describe it! One minute these protest groups were yelling at each other! The next minute they’re all fighting like a bunch of deranged meth heads!”
“So break it up! I know it’s hard protecting heathens, but your job was to keep the peace!”
“We’re trying, but a few of our boys decided to join in! Even the Secret Service is getting into the act!”
“You had best be exaggerating!” barked Stryker.
“I wish I was, sir. This isn’t just a couple of guys getting into a scuffle. It’s men, women, and even a couple of kids just going off on each other! It’s like they’re possessed!”
It was one of the many scenarios Reverend Stryker hoped to avoid. Protests were not unusual in Washington, especially on days like this. A full blown riot, however, was a different beast and could easily become a major problem.
Sitting in the back of a black van that was part of the secure motorcade, Reverend Stryker had access to all security feeds covering the downtown area. He and his associates used a couple of laptops to access camera displays so they could see the unfolding events near the Washington Monument. When the images started coming in, they learned that the lieutenant was definitely not understating the situation.
“My God…” said one of Stryker’s associates.
“You’re right,” said Stryker into his communicator, “It’s as if the devil himself is guiding these people into a sea of carnage.”
“What should we do, sir? We’re spread really thin in this area and…”
Suddenly, there was a loud bang through the communicator. What they heard next was cause for even greater concern.
“Augh! My arm! What the hell is wrong with…”
There was a brief silence over the line. They could hear the lieutenant grunting in pain. Then his tone abruptly shifted something far more sinister.
“THAT’S IT! TO HELL WITH KEEPING THE PEACE! YOU HELLSPAWNS ASKED FOR IT!”
It sounded like the ravings of a madman. Before Stryker or anyone else could try to talk him down, the communication link was severed. Whatever it was that was possessing these people, the Purifiers and the Secret Service were not immune.
Reverend Stryker sat in silence for a moment, his expression hardening as he watched more video feeds from the riots that were growing with each passing second. He also kept an eye on the parade with Senator Kelly, which was still going smoothly for the moment. But if this chaos spread, the ceremony was sure to be disrupted.
“We’ve lost the uplink,” said one of Styrker’s Purifier associates anxiously, “All our teams around the Washington Monument have gone offline.”
“You think they’re participating in this madness?” said another associate.
“We’ve trained these holy warriors long and hard! They should be more disciplined than this!” said another.
“You’re right…they should be,” said Stryker suspiciously, “Perhaps it isn’t just mob mentality we’re dealing with. Perhaps something much more unholy is afoot.”
“What do you mean, Reverend?”
Reverend Stryker paused for a moment. There was any number of deranged individuals who would seek to disrupt this affair, but this was something different. Somebody or something was pulling the strings and they were doing so with forces that seemed all but unholy. There was only one logical conclusion.
“This has the stench of the mutant menace all over it!” said the reverend strongly, “There’s no way these abominations would let this moment go unchallenged!”
“Mutants…they’re just not satisfied with being mere abominations!” grunted one of the Purifiers, “So what do we do about it, Reverend?”
“We do what the Purifiers always do. We fight in the name of the Lord!”
With growing urgency, Reverend Stryker picked up his communicator and switched the channel so he could reach as many of his crusaders as possible. This unholy obstruction had to be confronted before the whole ceremony was compromised.
“Attention all, Purifiers! We have a level five alert! All secondary units are to leave their posts immediately and converge on the Washington Monument! Use whatever lethal force you have to and find the source of the aberration! Let nothing stand in your way!”
I've also been hard at work collecting more pics. There never seems to be any shortage of graphic images depicting the beautiful women from comic books and that means I've always got something to add to this site! I know I've negated some sections, but I know certain fans of the X-men Supreme website have a strong appreciation for the pics section so I've always been on the lookout for new images. And I've finally gathered enough to update the sections for Rogue and Kitty Pryde. Enjoy!
I'm still very excited about this newest installation of the X-men Supreme fanfiction series. And with the launch of X-men Supreme Volume 4: Politics of Fear, I've noticed some readers making more of an effort to provide feedback. For that, I'm deeply grateful. And I hope to gain more as this fanfiction series continues to unfold. There are some big moments ahead for this fanfiction series. I look forward to exploring them, but the only way I can make them as awesome as they deserve to be is if I keep getting feedback from the wonderful readers of X-men Supreme. So please take the time to tell me what you think about this fanfiction series by either posting your comments on each issue or contacting me directly. Either way is fine! Until next time, take care and best wishes! Excelsior!
Jack
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