Tramping past guards, security fences and an abundance of other mutants Teddy spent his first day lingering in the background, taking his old war skills and using them as a level of secrecy over his otherwise magnetic personality ( Read more... )

The ground is cold and hard beneath his bare feet, the dusty smell of concrete flitting past his nostrils as he comes too. His head feels like it’s been routinely pounded into with a two by four, and when two strong calloused hands reach up to grab at the pounding temples, there is a soft clang as the standard issue handcuffs pull at his wrists ( Read more... )