@#%$, they were like cockroaches! Where did so many come from so quickly?

The Masochist turned to look for escape routs, and found none. Oh well, now to weather a real @#$%storm.

"Masochist! Is it true that you purposefully provoked the META bots? And that they had to call in reinforcements to tone down your fit of rage? Is this the kind of thing that the X-men endorse these days?"

"You even listening to yourself right now? Don't quit your day job. Any real reporters wanna ask a question?"

"Did you hunt down the META bots?"

"Lady, you would have to be out of your damn mind to want to hunt a META bot."

"Is it true that the police had to be called in to stop you?"

"Again, what the hell kinda question is that? Would I be talking to you right now if I was a criminal?"

"Did you kidnap that boy?"

"Th... wh... Why would I do that?"

"Who are you dating?"

"Your mom."

He wore a deadpan expression at the last reporter who got question in before the police successfully taped off the area, and he was able to duck behind the line, giving out a few no comments. He made his way to their police escort. He felt his powers deactivate as he approached.

"Thanks for not mentioning the META, kid. Last thing these reporters need is to be hearing about all this crap. Sorry you got wrapped up in it all..."

He looked around a bit, an leaned in. "Adapteds. Look up adapteds. Some of it's just rumors, but some of it is real. That's what you are kid. You're a human."

Bailey put his hand in front of his face to hide the fact that he was snickering at the 'your mom' comment. When the camera turned on him, he quickly coughed to cover it and pretended that nothing had happened.

"You're welcome," Bailey shrugged at the man's thank you. In reality, he had just let the cop save him from the intrusive reporters, but he didn't mind taking credit for it. "Not really your fault, though. I mean, it kinda is, but I don't really blame you for it. I did shake your hand, after all."

"Adapteds?" Bailey's lip curled a little at the idea of it. "Sounds like something out of sci-fi book." The guy was probably just making stuff up, wasn't he? He couldn't be human...

Could he?

He figured that he could look it up on redit or something when he got home just to see for sure, but he doubted that there was any merit to what he was saying. Probably just some crackfic online that someone made up after a few too many drinks alone.

Bailey ducked into the car and moved over to the far side of the cop car. It made him sort of uncomfortable to sit in the back, but he tried not to make that obvious. He had heard that the doors didn't open from the inside, so he jiggled his handle just to check, finding the rumours to be true.