[Story Thread]: Mutant Menace, Act I: Prisonbreak
While the nation was reeling from the disaster at Manhattan, another case was making the headlines. This one was of Ethan Myers. Ethan was a sports teacher at Roosevelt high school. Ethan is married. Ethan is charged with ‘sexual misconduct with a minor’ of no less than two dozen young girls attending the school. Ethan is a Mutant.
The case is brought before the court, and despite overwhelming evidence against him, including forensic, DNA evidence, and testimony, he is unanimously acquitted by the jury. Almost immediately, conspiracy theories start flooding the web; Ethan is a telepath and used his powers to influence the Jury, as well as the young girls. Or his defense lawyer was a mutant. Or a mutant friend of his sitting halfway across the world interfered in his behalf. The fact that every. single. one. of the jurors believed the law shouldn’t be applied in this particular case lent credence to the allegations. But those were still allegations. There was nothing the authorities could do. No one could ever prove that the memories or opinions of the jurors were indeed influenced by Ethan, or anyone else for that matter. The law, the police, the prosecutors – the entire justice system, were all (allegedly) ill-equipped to handle such cases.
What are ordinary humans to do?
It was the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. Pictures from the disaster area at Manhattan were still on the evening news. Quiet vigils for the dead. Flowers and funerals. And now those were intermixed with the picture of a so-very-smug Ethan flashing the ‘V’ sign as he was being released from custody.
No speech from the President about ‘tolerance’ and ‘we’re all in this together’ could stop the protests, even if she was inclined to make yet another such speech two months before the election. People demanded justice, and if they couldn’t get it from the authorities, they’ll have no other choice but to take matters into their own hands. Police and protestors clashed in the streets, the Seattle courthouse went up in flames (because ‘what’s the point of having it, anyways?’), and mutants were harassed and bullied by the ‘friends of humanity’.
And then things got even worse.
A mutant boy by the name of ‘Fishy’ was found hanged out at the woods, an eagle carved into his scaly flesh. He was barely fourteen, and never posed a threat to anyone (except, perhaps, crustaceans); an innocent victim that found his death because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time and was immediately recognizable as being a Mutant.
Now it was the mutants, and their supporters, turn to rampage on the streets of Seattle. The national guard had to be called in, then the army, and lastly – the X-Men, when neither of the former could stop a man of immense size and girth from kicking cars off the highway as ‘payback’. Even though he was eventually stopped, it only served to prove the point of those calling out for the government to do ‘something’ about the Mutant situation.
What that something was going to be would be determined in the upcoming election, and as the unrest continued maverick candidates started appearing on the polls on multiple states.
As bad things were, this was only the beginning.
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