#magical creation

[girlsofcomics]

Ardina

-Real name:  Ardina

-A.k.a.: -

-Publisher:Marvel

-Type: Magical creation/ alien

-Afilliations: Defenders, Heralds of Galactus

-Powers: Cosmic power manipulation, energy blasts, flight, blast power, cosmic awareness, divine powers, empathy, telepathy.

[thequantumlyunstableman]

His Father's Son 28 Sep-4 Oct

And then he appeared, but it was not the Mayhew I knew and loved. This new Mayhew was a good foot taller and muscle-bound. His hair was cut exactly like his father's and he wore a stylized Ramstovian military uniform that seemed a bit tight on him. But worse than that, he had yellow reptilian eyes and when he smiled I saw jagged, pointy teeth.

"Now that is the son I wanted. The son I can love," Zlodeyskiy announced. "This son will never disappoint me. He will not whine or complain. He will not cry all the time. He will not run to hide beneath his mother's skirts. He is everything the other Mayhew was not. This new Mayhew is strong! Show him how strong you are, Mayhew! Show him that you are my true son! Show him that you are a Zlodeyskiy!"

"Yes," the new Mayhew said. "I'll show him what I am." The boy swung around and grabbed Zlodeyskiy's face.

"What are you...?" Zlodeyskiy began, but the new Mayhew wasn't listening. He grabbed Zlodeyskiy's horn and pushed him down. Zlodeyskiy fell backwards onto the ground, his four spider-like legs splayed out. His new son stood over him, horn in hand.

"I am Zlodeyskiy!" the boy pronounced. "You are nothing! A freak! I rule this country! I rule the world!"

"What?" Zlodeyskiy sputtered. "B-b-but I'm your father."

"You are the old. I am the new. You are the past. I am the now! There is no room for you anymore." The new Mayhew reached down toward his 'father', but I couldn't let that happen.

"Hey!" I yelled.

Mayhew turned to me. "And what do you want? You think I won't crush your head?"

"This isn't you, Mayhew."

He laughed. "I am not that weak boy. I never was. I am a better Mayhew. One born without fear, without weakness. I am conquest personified!"

"You're letting yourself by molded into his ideals. You are not Mayhew. You are Zlodeyskiy's wet dream."

"I am nothing of his! I am myself. I am everything he is not. Everything he could never be!" the new Mayhew yelled. "He is beneath me."

Mayhew didn't see his father scramble up to his feet and he didn't see him pounce on his back, but he did see the horn fly from his hands.

to be continued next week

or everyday on @QuantumUnstable