Masses drew to the festival like gathering at the temporarily closed intersection of seventh and Hampshire. Tent tops were set up all over with booths of Church of humanity members ready to spin everything they could to rush for members. The main stage was swamped with armed guards and higher up members of course the elder high council members wouldn’t show their face in such a public place but they certainly would let their newer high council members speak on their behalf. Today they would spread the word that Humans were certainly not the inferior race to these atrocity’s and abominations against God. Mutants were and are the result of Sin upon unclean human’s. That however didn’t allow them to not rise up and take responsibility for these atrocities. It was time again for Humanity to wash itself clean and purge the evil from its society!

Nicholas James Harrinson stood about four feet back from the podium waiting to unleash the good word on these soon to be believers. It was high time that they clean the streets of New York and made them his own. He was tall, lean and toned, his smile was perfect his eyes caring and concerned His black hair was combed perfectly into place. He smiled and waved to the milling crowd.


“ People of New York, I implore you to not only to hear me but to listen. Our people have strived for liberty and justice, Our people have fought and died for this country, our people have suffered through countless tragedies and always rose above. And here my friends we find our selves faced with yet another challenge another threat another chance to stand strong and say no more. I speak today, against genetic terrorists! Mutants! Recently our congress passed a bill stating that all mutants must be registered. No more no less, but The mutants rebelled in droves! The struck out and rebelled and today no Record stands in our court houses, Why because they are Criminals. Do You refuse a law if you have nothing to hide? NO!”

Nicholas was on a roll! He was charged and the crowd was with him.

The streets slowly became crowded this Church of Humanity trash began. Gore peered out the window watching the humans come and cheer and root for these men that thought they knew what was better for this world. Men that turned the good lords word, into words that they could use any way they see fit. It sickened him, but he wasn’t surprised humans were weak and that’s proof that this demonstration was a hoax. These people should be on their knee’s begging for mutants to let them live a day longer. Not trying to put up a fight which they knew they didn’t have a chance in hell to win.

As the members of the counsel began to speak, the streets got quite. They stood there listening to the bull shit he had to say. They began to cheer as if everything he said made perfect sense. Gore raised his hand and brought it down with tremendous force destroying the coffee table along side of him. Gore raised himself out the chair and walked back over to the window. He glanced down at the stage. They looked like they had so much power, like they could make anything happen… anything expect make it to the next day alive. He looked on at all the armored guards, the crowed of people … The crowd was what was gonna be the difficult part. How do you get passed them in a quick amount of time? He looked out the window and smiled it’s been a lol bit since gore got the chance to start a public massacre! This was gonna be fun!