"Is there any love for monsters like me?"<br/>-Ryan Braddock(light side)<br/><br/>"Lets see....Berserk, crazy, insane, frightening, dangerous, monstrous, inhuman, reckless, disturbing and completely out of control...Yea, that's me!"<br/>-Ryan Braddock(dark side)<br/><br/>Were there are X-men, there will always be those who detest what they do. Those who believe that humankind should not be destroyed. Such as the attitude of this mercenaries employer. The mans name was never shown, neither was his face, but the contract was an invite so to speak. A wedding invitation with any title attached. He now had made it to New York City at about noon. Preparing a plan in his head for when the time came. Wearing his usual fur end jacket, black tank top with his jacket matching pants. He wore a purple motorcycle helmet as he drove his motorcycle through the streets. http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m168/rcsoccer/Motorcycle_3.jpg (http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m168/rcsoccer/Motorcycle_3.jpg) All bad asses rode bikes. His good side was the one in control seeing as he was able to put up mental blocks like his mother could in that form. As he drove he was conversing with his evil side of a game plan. They figured that it would be about time before the vows were made. A perfect time really as it would allow for the maniacs kind of fun. Though, he was torn like usual as the good side hated to disturb such a glorious moment, but he had a contract to fulfill and a message to deliver.