Daniel stood in his kitchen. Music blaring 'I feel good' out of his speakers as he danced quite terribly in the privacy of his own home. He moon-walked to the toaster and slid to the fridge. He'd woken up on the right side of the bed this morning and he could only hope things would continue on this trend. After eating his breakfast, it was time to seize the day and make the most of it. It was then that he set off. He was going to go out and do things. He might eat at a restaurant, go see a movie and hopefully return home before it was too dark.

Daniel didn't do everything he wanted to do today but he knew he wanted to get home before too long. New York wasn't actually all that fun when you're all on your own with a voice speaking in the back of your head. Everyone who walked down an alley and everyone who even looked like they were alone was pointed out to him in the most sinister was possible.

The sun shot beams of light down onto the street below but the shine didn't help Daniel find his way around. He'd lived in New York how long? And he still couldn't find his way home when coming from different directions. He'd never been down this particular street before and he wasn't even sure if he'd been down this part of the city before and it was all thanks to that shortcut he thought he'd taken. He wasn't sure how to get back however, had he taken two lefts then a right? Maybe it was 2 rights then a left? You're lost...Maybe I'll come out to play.. It was the shine that knocked the thoughts from his head at first and then it was the color. There appeared to be a set of doors, golden in color. Who would have such flashy doors? Daniel turned away from them and searched for any significant landmarks that could help him get home. "Come on. I can remember this, I'm a Surgeon I should have a high IQ.."

"A bah da dee daaaah, A bah da be daaaa~~~h. Abadadedabadedabadedabadedabadedaaaaaah~~" Was he prancing about aimlessly?

Why, of course he was.

Was it sexy?

Need an answer be written?

What do you mean no?! You can go F-Off topic.

Gregory Samson was in a good mood. He'd just been out making plans appear out of nowhere. Of course, his brain pulled them from the sky, and thus deserved some credit, but he simply couldn't believe that even his brilliant mind could plot such perfection. The schemes made him giddy, and thus considerably less people died around him.

"Come on. I can remember this, I'm a Surgeon I should have a high IQ.."

"Intelligence quota tends to have little to do with memory, I'm afraid, and I must say I've met some surgeons who were certainly lacking in any semblance of wisdom. No worries, though. I take it you've come to save lives." He answered the random man's self-talk without much thought. He appeared to be human, but honestly, no human beings were foolish enough to wander into this area after the video released.

"Well, then, come along; I'm sure someone's hurt in there. Did you bring your tools? It's been quite a while since we've had a nice mutant volunteer. A couple non-mutants a while back... Poor idiots; dead as soon as they mentioned they lacked the X-gene." He ushered the man toward the golden doors, humming once again.

Daniel wasn't paying much attention when he heard a voice but when he heard the man ask if he was here to save lives, Daniel looked at him and a small scream escaped his lips. He liked Mutants but when suddenly confronted with one so...changed it scared him a little. A confused sound escaped his lips as he was led towards the golden doors. "Wait! No! I'm not here for work!" Then the words hit him. I'm sure someone's hurt in there. He needed to help people if they were hurt right? Mutant or not, he needed to do it. "I'm not a Mutant! I'm lost...But I'll help if someone needs help whether they're a mutant or not."


Daniel swallowed a lung full of air. For all he knew he could be killed for just being in this part of town. A pressure built in his gut. Little did Daniel know that The Beast was ready to attack if Daniel was put in danger because if one of them goes down then the other does too.

The man screamed a little bit when he laid eyes on him... Generally, his reaction was to eat people who did that... Why? He wasn't sure. Maybe they annoyed him. All that really mattered was that in the end, he was wondering what this man's face tasted like, which meant that he was very lucky he was a mutant.

"I'm not a Mutant! I'm lost."

Not. A... Mutant. And lost. Very, very lost.

"... Well, I must say it's a good thing you caught me in a gentle mood; I wouldn't tell anyone inside you aren't one of us. The person you're treating may rip you in two. Oh well, you still seem to want to help people! I'll allow it just this once!" And then I'll eat you when no one is looking~ He didn't say that last part, he only though it, but the thought greatly lightened his almost ruined mood once more!


"Come on in! The sanctuary's doors are open to all! Do follow me to the infirmary! Don't stare at people, please, it's rude!" A man with four noses wandered past, and the Roach tipped a hat to him, dancing merrily past the front desk and into the corridor. "Tell me, do you have experience in more than just surgery? What is your medical background? Do you eat a lot of leafy vegetables?" He liked it when they ate a lot of leafy vegetables; it was like having a salad with dinner!