The Anti-Human King
“Mother said I was the reason mutants are free. I say it was the people who thought I was a Royal Mutant. I’m just… I’m just a human, treat me as such.”
Speak of True Freedom Omar Freeman
The Newsman came from the hole made by The Doctor and said, “You have the mutant girl here, and I am guessing you also tested her?” He stands next to me, and is still on the table. I will soon give birth within the hour.
John King looks at the newsmen, “You know the time of the mutant is coming. I will be replaced by a better mutant made for this work.” The thin bone doctor slowly walks to the mutant girl. “She will give birth to my son, and he will replace me. The baby from the mother did not make it. It was weak. But the Young girl, her kid will be The Royal Mutant to set us free.” Doctor slowly turns to the newsmen, his movement seems weaker and slower. “This Mutant zombie is quickly decomposing at a faster rate than ever now that he's truly dead. Due to the radiation being emitted by it, I too will die within the hour.”
“As you planned, Doctor.” The newsman takes out from his pockets a birth certificate. “Omar King, God of Utopia, son of Eve and John King. You have a nice name for your son. We may have not seen eye to eye before this, but we fight for our kind. Mutants before humans.”
The newsman and the doctor look at each other, both mutants of war looking at each other. “When will Omar know he’s really, just… ME”
“It may take years, but if it goes well it will be like waking up from a nap.” The Newsman looks at the mutant bodies all around him. One is about to give birth to another, three are dead. One of the three was an unborn baby, the false royal mutant from the mother of Brianna. “You die again, for our king to raise. I will gladly be your Father of The New World, a priest to your religion.”
The Doctor looks to the Newsman, lost in his comment. “What do you mean by priest? I am not the one to be god, my son will be.” He looks at the pregnant teenager holding his clone. Omar, he will be a god, he will be a true mutant. The dying doctor uses the last of his ability to form wheels on the table she is on. “Take her out of here, Omar must be born soon. This fucking mutant cadaver will be the death of me and the kid if you don't leave now. I'll die here alone with these bodies.”
The newsman turns around knowing this 16 year old girl will birth God of The New World. The mad mutant drops next to the axolotl cadaver, two once unkillable mutants now lay dead together. I keep going in and out of consciousness, I feel the baby coming to push out soon draining my strength.
“He’s ready,” I look at the Newsman as I say my last words. “He will be free, He will be more human than you will ever be. Don’t use the last name King, let him be a free man.” She died in my hands. The newsman was war hungry before he turned mutant, and he was given the ability to change the fate of Utopia
