Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or their toys. I do not act like Stryfe. I just have a good grasp of human nature. Do not sue me for anything - I'll have the Evil Software slate you for extermination! Rated PG-13 for language.
The Other Side
by Riolee
I hate my brother.
Not my brother, actually. My twin. My clone.
Wait, that's not right either. I'm the clone.
Yeah, that's it. I'm the clone, the carbon copy, the path not taken.
I guess that means that Rachel is my sister. I hate her, too.
I don't know how she could have willingly abandoned me in the old Askani cloister. Knowing how I would be. Who I would be.
Does Apocalypse know who I really am? I don't think he does. I can just imagine it. "Say, Pops, I just wanted to say. I'm a copy. I'm not really Nathan Summers. I'm his clone. What do you want for dinner tonight?"
Or maybe he does know. That's a lovely thought, too.
Either way, I hate Nathan and I hate Rachel. They're the ones responsible for this whole mess.
Nathan for trying to destroy me. My way of life. I didn't ask for this fucking existence, Nate. Get over it.
Rachel for making me. She was one fucked up bitch. Making a clone of her baby brother, and leaving that clone. "For the greater good," she'd probably say.
Fuck her.
Fuck Nathan.
Fuck Aliya, too.
Wait, I already did that. Knocked her up, too. Ha! I succeeded where my dear brother didn't. At least my legacy will live on. In that son that Aliya calls Tyler. The one that Nate thinks he can raise.
But I don't think Nate will ever forget who Tyler's real father is. I know Aliya won't.
I remember how much pleasure and pain there was. Pleasure because, for once, I was the winner. I was the victor.
Pain, because I was so disgusted. The heir of Apocalypse had never wanted for women. What did I want with my brother's slut?
What's that Askani saying? "What is, is." That's the ticket.
I succeeded where Nate failed, though. I knocked Aliya up. He didn't. He couldn't. I'll win this, too. I'll show him that I'm not some mere shadow. I'm alive. I'll beat him. I won't be his copy - he'll be mine.
I know what Rachel would say. I'm the path not taken. I'm the dark side. I'm the evil twin.
It's all your fault, Rachel. You did this. You learned the truth, and you chose this.
All so you could beat someone who can't be beaten.
Petty whore. It's your fault.
I hate my sister.