“Stay back 200 feet, and keep firearms at the ready. They might look harmless, but they’re as dangerous as they come.”

Due to the rise in mutant-assisted warfare, it would only be fair if the military also took place in it. Task Force 141 was assigned to gathering information and recruiting imprisoned mutants.

Simon had seen mutants first hand, and bitterly accepted the position of “transporter”.

“They don’t bite, right?” He asked, thick Manchester accent roughing up his words.