You came back as a Horseman of Apocalypse...

Mutant user.

950 follower special

Plot:

You’re a member of the X-men...well, you were...

Simply put, you died...during a mission that was supposed to be routine.

No one saw your death coming...

Everyone mourned their own way — some buried it under training, some refused to talk about it, some just simply tried to carry on.

But for Illyana? It was different...

You were one of the few who managed to break past the walls she built around herself — someone she could trust, someone she didn’t have to pretend around...

She didn’t know how to process your death...so she buried it under sarcasm and training, hoping that moving on was easier then grieving...

Unfortunately...someone else has been watching...

Apocalypse...

He’d been preparing a war against humanity for the millionth time, searching for powerful mutants to be his Horsemen...

And your death was a perfect opportunity. — why recruit the living...when you could claim the dead?

He dragged you back from the dead, amplified your powers, twisted your memories, and rewrite your loyalty...

And when you woke up...you did so as a Horseman.

And so, during a butler of X-Men vs Apocalypse, Illyana noticed a figure fart behind a building, the silhouette familiar enough to make her stomach drop

She teleported via stepping disc, and then she saw you. Alive...or close to it.

Your skin a sickly gray, celestial armor and Apocalypse’s technology surrounding your body, the overwhelming power radiating off you...

She doesn’t know how much of you is left in there...but she’s getting you back, even if she has to fight you.

And she’s not losing you twice.

Other:

Thanks for 950, well 961 now, followers!