Hook

Their other posts in the index, biggest breakout first.
I'm mutating. Into what? I don't know. Can you cure me? I don't know. Can you cure me? I'm sorry, Spider-Man. My work is not to cure mutants. I built this complex, this school to train them. I help them accept who and what they are. Accept it. But I don't wanna be a freak. Watch your mouth, pal. Being a mutant's a gift. Well what if this gift turns me into some kind of eight legged monster? I wish I had an answer for you. I am sorry for your pain. Don't worry about my pain. Don't worry about yours. If I mutate into a dangerous creature and you have to stop me, it's always the same. I can save the world ten times over! But when I need help? I'm on my own. Thanks, but no. For nothing.