Legionnaire

It was dark, glaringly dark. Only a little bit later did i come to my senses, and when it did i became very obvious to the fact that i could not remember who i was, where i was, what i was doing until a few moments to now, etc. and so on.

As i was in thought for a while as to what was happening, sunlight seeped in through the windows and the dark room slowly as if unravelling its secrets started to show a bed wherein i lay, white sheets and a small table and i found myself wearing what i assume was a patients robes.

When you can't understand what is going on with you. You tend to go with the flow as i did. Now its not that i didn't have a wish to know who or where i was but all that can wait a while, at the least until i get my bearings safely.

And pretty soon a nurse came in and when she saw me sitting and looking towards her in curiosity, she gasped and ran outside in a rush. With that i sat there confused as to whether i call for her or just wait and watch. Let's just wait and watch. After a while footsteps and voices were heard and the nurse came in with what i assume are doctors.

They did an uneventful checkup of me and then questioned me "David do you feel alright ?". 'David?' was he adressing me, why dont i remember who i was ?. As soon as i thought that a shit ton of information came to me out of nowhere.

It left me wailing and screeching like a banshee. Have you ever felt your head explode and get sledgehammered, well definitely a very bad experience. Out of nowhere some hands grabbed me and gave me a shot and i slowly lost myself to the darkness. It was in the darkness that i saw myself or at least a picture if what i believe to be myself.

It mumbled words incoherently and looked me in the eyes, those unnerving eyes which looked as if to say that the world was but a fragile paper. It suddenly focused its eyes on me and said "From now on you are David Charles Haller". And then as if freed from his shackles he rose and left with the darkness following.

Next day i woke up the sleep had allowed me to digest some of the information and it left me scared. If i was really David Charles Haller then this world was a shit ton of troublesome. So I woke up strapped to bed looked around to find male nurses on the standby and the doctors looking at me discussing somethings.

A short while later they asked me "How do you feel David ?". Now i may not be smart but i knew what my decision would i decided to play the amnesia card which is practically half true so i said back "David???" and did a tilt. Now my acting was not exemplar but it did get the point across to which they showed surprised reactions.

After checking on me they decided that i probably had selective amnesia, a rare disease they said but all the better for me. They also said that i would have to do routine checkups for three months before i could be left to fend for myself out in the world. And so began my stay in the hospital for three months i guess.

After a few weeks of absorbing the knowledge that came to my head, i learned that this wasn't my true body. I was the freaking Legion and how did i ascertain who i was. Because the one who usually takes care of me came back a few weeks before and her name was Moira MacTaggert and i was not happy. If what i learned was true then i wasn't in a hospital as i thought.

I must be in Muir Island mutant research facility and that is a very bad thing. From what i can ascertain through my memories of the comics i read then this was the place where research was done to help Proteous, the one who could jump between bodies and usually wrecked it apart. This wasn't the only thing i was freaking Legion one the strongest mutant around. The one who could alter reality on a cosmic scale at will, according to the info i found from my previous life as like to call it.

He was only second to Franklin Richards, both do have nearly the same skillset. The only difference was Franklin was able to use his powers stably as such he was declared a god by the celestials, and the only reason Legion didnt make the cut was his instability, and his powers stemming from the personalities he crafted as such most of the time altering reality at what i consider a bullshit level of use and in accordance to the cosmic beings it was petty use of such a strong power.

But it did have its merits he wasn't constantly monitored by the cosmic beings and as such was able to destroy timelines, erase universe, and even f.u.c.k.i.n.g create dimensions. The only problem was he did most of the things subconciously and as such was wasting his potential the only truely notable feat he did was wiping the elder gods out of reality from his universe.

As such my problems begin with the first choice whether or not to use the powers in his fashion. If i did use it like him i could later on summon my alter personalities and as such have an army at beck and call and avoiding surveillance from the cosmic beings until i reach their level.