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Casey and Erik. They've been with each other since the day they met Klause Schmidt. Through hardships and love will they finally get revenge on the man who caused them years of pain? And will they meet new friends on the way? New enemies? Schmidt, who now goes my Sebastion Shaw, plans to start World War 3. It's up to Casey, Erik, and their fellow mutant team to prevent catastrophe. "Do they always put strange people together?" I asked rather loudly still staring intently at the strange boy. The boy looked up so suddenly I thought he might get whiplash. He said nothing, just stared as I had earlier without saying a word. We both looked each other over, trying to figure the other out. After a minute or so of strained silence he spoke up in a hushed voice. "You're the one that helped me." "I wouldn't say I helped. I didn't really do much." "No one has ever helped me except my family." He said, his frown carving even deeper down his face at his mention of his newly lost family. "Well I guess that'll just have to change." I said standing up and slowly walking over to his cot on the opposite side of the room. He tentatively watched me as I walked over, even more so when I stuck out my hand. "Casey." I said with my hand still out. "What?" He asked confused at my suddenness. "My name, It's Casey." I said cautiously eyeing the look he was giving me. It was a few precious and tenuous seconds before he responded. "Erik, Erik Lehshner." He responded as he gently grabbed my hand and shook it.
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