[b]Milo Ventoro - New York City [/b]

Just another day in the post Dark Phoenix mutant world for Milo Ventoro. As an agent of the Underground & a journalist for the Daily Bugle he had to split his time & priorities between the two lives. 

“Damn it shit just never gets better.” Milo said aloud to himself as he was reading a news article on his cell phone. The title was about a faction of mutants in the Underground who’d been captured in Texas. 

As he was engaged in reading the article he got a text notification. The Bloods had agreed to pay the price for the shipment of AK’s and plasma cannons that he had. They’d also agreed to the time & place he’d requested to make the transaction. He’d deliberately picked those locations on the outskirts of Brooklyn wanting to avoid being spotted or detained by NYPD or MRD.

Getting up he walked across the room and over to a closet where the guns & plasma rifles were boxed up & ready for sale. He’d received a shipment of weapons to sell & use as had other members of the Underground in NYC. Not only were they making money selling these guns to criminals on the black market, they were planning to take over the Big Apple & start working their way across the country fighting the United Empire.

The Underground had recently struck a shaky alliance with the bloods, Dominicans & Omello Cartel to take NYC. The gangs & cartels would benefit by being able to set up an open air illicit drug market, not to mention running extortion protection rackets & running the resistance’s guns, but replace the NYPD as the enforcers of law in the city plus have a mutant stronghold in the United States. Outside of their hidden headquarters in Wakanda they only had a few bases of operations spread across the US & scattered across a few other places around the globe. But Wakanda was the only place where The Underground was in complete control & the rest of the world had thought Wakanda was a nuclear wasteland due to efforts by the United Empire to nuke them when Tchalla the Black Panther had sided with mutant-kind. Many In the international community had foreseen that coming since he was married to the former X Men member Storm. 

Not to mention the two other key reasons the Underground wanted to start their state take over with New York. The island supervillain prison known as the Raft had been converted into a mutant concentration camp. As they’d already been equipped to contain supervillains since the days of the original web slinger Spiderman patrolling the streets of the big apple, it was an ideal place to contain rebel mutants. Plus the old Avengers Tower which had been converted to the “Ultimates Tower” also resided in the city, meaning they had a chance to liberate a large amount of imprisoned mutants & take down the Ultimates, the United Empires only government sanctioned team of non mutant superhumans.

“If my mom’s alive then she’s got to be in the Raft, Rykers or worst the super prison they built in the negative zone I’ve heard rumors about. Damn Richards & Stark helping the empire giving them access to all kinds of next level scientific advantages.” Milo grumbled complaining about the former superheroes who’d long since taken an anti mutant stand since many of their comrades were slayed in battle against the Dark Phoenix forty years prior.

But alas he didn’t have time to center his vindictive thoughts on Mr. Fantastic & Ironman. Using his telekinetic powers he lifted up the boxes with is mind.  He then went outside to where his black SUV was parked. Whipping out the Keyes he unlocked the car and used his power to levitate the boxes full of weapons into the trunk arranging them neatly. The whole process took less then ten minutes. After finishing he checked his phone then texted his contact that he was on the way to meet with the weapons wrapped up & ready for distribution. 

Upon getting a response from “Killa Red” he hopped in the car, fastened his seat-belt & drove off to the outskirts of Brooklyn. Pulling up he spotted Killa Red smoking a cannabis cigar with some other blood members. He was also welcomed to the sound of some classic Jay Z playing from one of their speakers. “Hmm so much for being conspicuous, damn it. I need to get this sale done & get the fuck outta here. All this noise they making it’s bound to attract the NYPD, the feds & god damn MRD all at once.” 

“Ayo Ventorro the fuck you doing sight seeing?! Ain’t shit to see around here but us, and this damn dock that smell like piss, bring them blickies over here we tryna get active.” Killa Red yelled pout as he took a few more puffs of his cigar before passing it to another blood. 

“Calm the fuck down Killa, I got what you need, but I need my money.” Milo replied as he got out he car using his telekinetic powers to open the trunk up and pull the boxes of weapons out to the ground, while Killa approached him with another gang member who had a brief case. The second gangster promptly opened the briefcase showing it was stuffed with cash.

“Nice doing business with you Ventorro, you mutant freaks sure know how to get your hands on some fucking grade A weapons” Killa said as he opened one of the Boxes examining and handling a plasma rifle with glee in his eyes at all the brutality he could carry out with this weapon

“Yeah Yeah watch who you calling a freak tho “Homie.” Milo retorted with emphasis on the last words as he took the brief case from the other criminal and used his powers to toss it onto the passenger seat of his SUV. Walking back to his vehicle he let out a sigh of relief that the whole gun deal had seemingly went down without any issues.

Taking out his phone he sent an encrypted message to his supplier in Wakanda that his deal with the bloods had gone through without any issues with payment, disloyalty from the bloods, or interference from any government agency.  “HANDS UP FREAKS! THIS IS THE MUTANT RESPONSE DIVISION AND YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARRESt” A loud voice boomed over a megaphone, and Milo groaned.

Milo cursed silently as he turned to see three hover cars approaching filled with MRD agents, as well as more agents pulling in in earth bound armored vehicles sirens blaring as they were enclosing & surrounding the dock.  “Fuck this I ain’t going” Killa yelled out as he cracked open the box yelling out to the other bloods to quickly arm themselves, as he himself charged up his plasma rifle and fired at one of the armored MRD trucks.

Milo used his telekinesis to form a powerful grip on one of the hover vehicles and sent it plummeting downwards causing it to crash into the roof of a warehouse on the dock. “TIMBER BITCH!!!!! You picked the wrong mutant to fuck with stupid ass agents, bring it.”

“Stupid would be trying to take on a relative of the Dark Phoenix without one of us.” A sinister voice replied and Milo whisked around to see none other then Venom swinging in and landing on top of Milo’s SUV caving in the roof. “Your battle’s with me punk, and I will be bringing you in whether you have the ability to walk anymore depends on how much you want to fight back mutie.”

[i]Ah shit one of the ultimates here oh great, at least it’s not Eclipse or Ares, still the friggin OG symbiote ain’t no pushover. [/i] Milo shook his head infuriated that both Venom & MRD had showed up to the dock mere moments after he’d handed off the weapons. He was caught red handed in the midst of the deal, even if they hadn’t caught him using abilities he was cornered in the middle of an illegal weapons deal with numerous gang members. “I’m finna whoop yo old parasitic alien ass Brock.” Milo replied as Venom laughed, cracking his knuckles and lunging towards the mutant fugitive.