The Bitter Fruit of Good Intentions
The Nightcrawler, whose courage was less than its cunning, lowered its tail and looked helplessly at its only companion who was still standing beside it.
Jean Grey has the courage to become an X- X-Men. However, she is different from other brutes; she doesn't believe she can fight against the man who almost wiped out the entire X-Men alone.
Even with the Nightcrawler included, they almost forgot he was still standing there.
So Jean Grey didn't attack rashly, but instead asked, "What exactly do you want?"
Henry remained silent, tossing the Cyclops eye patch he was holding to the other man, and said, "Shouldn't I be asking you that? What do you want to do to me? You tricked me into coming here, and now you're trying to rip my brain out the moment we meet."
Henry, who suddenly remembered something, is Marvel character whose origins and character design are based on extensive reading. Although he glossed over it with the concept of the multiverse, the details of each character's personality differ to some extent under different cosmological perspectives.
Therefore, one cannot define a person based on a vague understanding and thus predict their behavior. Such stereotypes can lead to mistakes.
Just like the suspicions we've had before, is this world's Tony Stark really Howard Stark's biological son?
Although the father and son were not arrested for DNA testing, based on the accounts of bystanders and their personalities, the chances of them being biologically related are relatively high.
And which X-Men- Men template are these Mutants based on?
With doubts swirling in his mind, Henry became even more wary of the Mutants before him.
Don't rely on your Kryptonian physique and end up making a mess of things. After all, Mutants abilities are incredibly diverse, and who knows, someone might be able to conjure Kryptonite out of thin air.
Faced with the person's rude behavior, Jean Grey felt an urge to teach them a lesson. So she stepped forward.
She had barely taken her first step when someone stopped her. It was Mystique, who said, "Jean, don't be impulsive. Check on the others' injuries first."
Jean Grey paused for a moment, then abandoned her original idea. She went to Cyclops first and returned the eyepatch to him. Only then did she have Nightcrawler cooperate with her to check the injuries of the others one by one.
Mystique, true to her reputation as a melee specialist, possesses a level of flexibility and resilience far exceeding that of the average person. Therefore, after taking a powerful leaping attack from the Beast, she quickly stood up, clutching her head.
As for the big guy who hit her, he was blasted away by Cyclops, and his injuries were actually more serious than hers. But right now, there was no time to worry about the Beast that had been blasted away, and Mystique stopped Jean's reckless actions.
She looked at Henry with a complicated expression, then at her almost completely wiped-out companions. Although it seemed that no one had died, and none of them were even seriously injured, the difference in strength was already quite obvious.
The other person claimed he wasn't Mutants, but an alien. At that moment, Raven was mostly convinced.
Because Mutants rarely possess multiple abilities. Most have only one ability, and they develop and refine it in depth to achieve unique abilities.
Seeing Mystique struggling to sit up, Henry, unwilling to remain under her control, directly confronted her with a soul-searching question, "What terrible thing have I done to deserve this? And without even asking, you've already invaded my mind!"
Mystique didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "What's wrong with Charles?"
"Who is Charles?" The Kryptonian feigned ignorance as usual.
"That bald, stupid donkey in a wheelchair!"
It seems this Mutants boss also harbors some resentment towards Professor X. Henry calmly replied, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. The human body has a self-protection mechanism. He's just overworked and temporarily passed out. He'll be fine when he wakes up."
As for whether he'll wake up, we can't guarantee that, Henry thought to himself.
Mystique answered the previous question, saying, "You didn't do anything. It's just that the FBI asked Charles to assist in the investigation of the miracle landing. He saw your actions in Captain Luca Rizzo's memories, which is why we became curious."
Henry frowned and asked, "Did you tell the FBI about me?"
"No, the FBI only investigated whether there was terrorist infiltration, that is, the innocence of the people on board. We told the truth. We didn't say anything else."
"Oh ho." He looked at this version of the X- X-Men with amusement, seeing them cooperating with the government while secretly concealing intelligence.
What are they trying to do?
The thought of Professor X's behavior of immediately trying to understand other people's minds upon his arrival further solidified Henry's resolve not to associate with this group.
He looked at Mystique with a pitying expression and said, "I remember Professor X is the leader of the X- X-Men, right? Having such a leader must be tough for you."
What gives you the right to say that!
Compared to the more experienced Mystique, who constantly impersonates others, the Jean Grey before her is younger and more impulsive. She can't bear to see her fatherly mentor criticized, so she steps forward to question the "alien" before her.
Although Mystique's emotions weren't particularly intense, her predominantly yellow eyes still revealed a sense of dissatisfaction.
Henry shrugged and said, "Isn't it frightening enough to think that someone would use the excuse of 'I'm doing this for your own good' to recklessly do things that are not exactly ethical or Moral?"
"You think we're lying?" Mystique asked.
"No, it's more terrifying that you yourselves believe it's right. Throughout history, the Crusades have carried out numerous campaigns, killing infidels and committing various acts of rape and abduction. Did these people consider themselves guilty of crimes?"
"We are not crusaders, we are the ones being persecuted," Mystique retorted angrily.
Raising his hands in a gesture of surrender, Henry said, "Perhaps my example is a bit extreme. But you can think for yourselves about how many things you've done against your conscience under the guise of 'good intentions.' For example, this one—" Henry pointed to his own head again, implying the matter of being invaded by Professor X. It's really never-ending, brought up again and again.
"-It's like you, as police officers, are reading the memories of a heroic pilot. It's like stripping someone naked without their consent and letting them judge you. Is that really right?"
"Oh, I see. The captain's situation was because the FBI gave the order, so you think if there was a mistake, it was the FBI's fault, right? And in my case, aliens don't have human rights, so we don't need to care about such trivial details, right?"
"It's like the Black people who have been discriminated against by white people for hundreds of years. They are keen to discriminate against people with brown skin, yellow skin, red skin, and mixed South America ancestry. As long as they can still discriminate against others, it's as if they are proving that they are not the lowest of the low."
"Enough!" Mystique and Jean Grey couldn't help but shout in unison.
He raised his hands again and took two steps back. Henry made a zipping motion in front of his mouth.