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XGO CHAPTER : 4
🕑 Added 2025-04-11 09:37:07 +0000 UTCThe X-Men stood frozen, their breaths shallow, their eyes locked on the figure crouched amid the carnage.
Alex.
His black suit was drenched in blood, gleaming wetly under the pulsing emergency lights. The cracked metallic mask caught the crimson glow, its unnerving grin seeming to widen as they watched.
A low, guttural growl rumbled from deep within his chest—not human, but something primal and hungry.
Four monstrous, blood-drenched Kagune tendrils unraveled from his back, unfurling like deadly blooms. Each one dripped with fresh gore, slithering through the air with predatory intent, tasting the atmosphere for new prey.
The chamber suddenly felt suffocating.
Like the walls themselves were closing in around them.
Storm took an instinctive step backward, electricity crackling unconsciously around her fingertips. "Professor...?" Her voice wavered between question and warning.
Xavier's expression was grave, his telepathic mind recoiling from what he sensed. "He's lost control. There's nothing human left in his thoughts."
Wolverine unsheathed his claws with a metallic snikt, his nostrils flaring at the overwhelming stench of blood and something else—something alien.
"What the hell... is this?"
Alex moved.
A black blur. A crimson streak. A Kagune tendril lashed out with impossible speed.
Cyclops barely had time to react before the appendage ripped through the steel wall behind him, missing his head by inches and leaving a gaping, jagged hole.
"Jesus!" he gasped, rolling to one side as debris rained down.
Storm took to the air, wind currents lifting her just as another slashing tendril carved through the space where she'd stood.
Jean's eyes blazed with psychic energy, her voice desperate as she tried to reach whatever humanity might remain. "Kid, stop! We don't want to fight you!"
Alex snapped his head toward her with unnatural speed.
His single red eye burned through the mask's eyehole like a baleful star. The metallic grin seemed to stretch wider, taunting them.
He vanished.
Wolverine charged first, instinct driving him forward with claws extended toward Alex's midsection.
Alex twisted unnaturally, bending backward at a spine-breaking angle that defied human anatomy.
Logan's adamantium claws slashed through empty air.
A Kagune tendril shot out like a striking cobra, wrapping around his waist with crushing force.
"Oh, f—"
Alex yanked.
Wolverine was lifted off his feet, hurled into the air like a rag doll—
Then slammed into the ground.
Hard.
Before he could recover—
Another Kagune tendril coiled around his wrist. Then another. And another.
Four blood-red appendages constricted around his arms and legs, pinning him against the floor with inhuman strength.
Logan struggled, snarling, claws slashing wildly in an attempt to free himself—
But Alex's Kagune coiled around his wrists with terrible precision, forcing his own claws into the steel floor beneath him.
His greatest weapons turned against him.
Wolverine's breath hitched as realization dawned. "Oh, fuck."
Alex tilted his head, studying him with predatory fascination, like a curious spider examining a fly caught in its web.
He flung Wolverine through a steel wall as easily as throwing a pebble.
The Destruction Escalates
Wolverine smashed through a row of computers, sparks flying in cascading arcs as he tumbled across the laboratory floor. Warning alarms wailed as systems failed, adding to the chaos.
Alex was on him before he could regain his footing.
A Kagune tendril slammed into Logan's stomach with the force of a battering ram, launching him through another wall into a weapons storage room.
Metal shelves collapsed under his weight, grenades and firearms spilling across the floor in a lethal jumble.
Storm summoned a massive gust of wind, her eyes glowing white as she tried to force Alex back—
But Alex dug his claws into the floor, anchoring himself against the hurricane-force winds, his mask's grin never faltering.
He leapt.
A blur of black and red, moving too fast for human eyes to track.
Storm barely had time to react before Alex crashed into her mid-air, slamming her against the ceiling with bone-crushing force.
She choked on impact, lightning crackling wildly around her as she struggled to escape his grip.
Alex's Kagune pinned her against the ceiling, the tendril constricting tighter around her throat—
Cyclops fired a full-powered optic blast.
Ruby-red energy erupted from his visor, hitting Alex dead center.
The explosion sent Alex flying backward, crashing through another wall into an adjacent laboratory, debris raining down in his wake.
But before the X-Men could regroup—
Alex rose from the rubble.
Unscathed.
Not even a tear in his black suit.
Jean's breath caught in her throat. "He's adapting..."
Alex shook violently, his movements stuttering and jerking like a puppet with cut strings.
He broke his own finger.
CRACK.
The sound echoed through the destroyed laboratory like a gunshot.
His body twitched, convulsed—then steadied.
And when he lifted his head—
He was stronger.
Faster.
Deadlier.
Cyclops fired again, adjusting his visor for maximum impact.
Alex dodged mid-air, moving faster than before, the blast hitting only empty space.
Storm sent another lightning strike, electricity arcing through the air.
Alex barely flinched as it coursed through his body.
He snapped his fingers out of place, one by one.
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
His Kagune pulsed with each break, shifting, growing thicker, deadlier, the tendrils developing barbed edges that gleamed in the emergency lights.
Jean screamed, realization dawning. "He's evolving every time he breaks himself!"
Alex's red eye flickered like a malevolent flame.
Then—
He vanished again.
Xavier's voice echoed in Jean's mind, urgent and commanding.
"We have to go inside his head. NOW."
Jean reached out, her psychic powers joining with Xavier's—
And everything went black.
They were floating in a void of nothingness.
Scattered stars drifted around them like dying embers, the only light in an endless abyss.
Xavier turned, searching. "Alex?"
A voice whispered from everywhere and nowhere.
"You shouldn't be here."
Something moved within the darkness.
A shadow surged toward them, faster than thought—
A massive force slammed into them, hurling them out of Alex's mind with terrifying power.
Jean screamed as she crashed back into her physical body, blood trickling from her nose.
Xavier gasped for air, his hands gripping the arms of his wheelchair.
"He's beyond control."
The Omnitrix Shuts Him Down
Alex was faster now.
More fluid.
Less like a warrior—
More like a force of nature.
Cyclops fired again and again.
Missed every time.
Storm sent another lightning bolt, drawing on her deepest reserves.
Alex absorbed it like it was nothing.
Wolverine swung his claws in a desperate arc—
Alex caught his wrist mid-swing and bent it the wrong way with terrifying strength.
A mechanical voice echoed through the battlefield, emanating from the watch embedded in Alex's wrist.
["WARNING. USER LOSING CONTROL."]
Alex staggered mid-step, his movements suddenly jerky.
His red eye flickered like a dying light.
["WARNING. USER DNA EXCEEDING LIMITS."]
His Kagune trembled violently, the tendrils thrashing in the air as if in pain.
A bright blue light ignited on his chest, pulsing with increasing intensity.
["FOR USER SAFETY, FORCING TRANSFORMATION OFF."]
Alex screamed.
Not a roar of rage, but a human cry of agony.
His black suit peeled away like burning paper.
His Kagune shriveled, withering into nothing.
His red eye flickered once, twice—then faded to a human hue.
A final, blinding flash of blue light engulfed the room.
Silence.
Alex collapsed to the floor, his human form curled into a fetal position, vulnerable and small amidst the destruction he had caused.
Wolverine, bloodied and battered, looked down at the unconscious teenager.
His jaw clenched, a muscle twitching beneath the skin.
"What the hell... are we dealing with?"
