I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

"Damn it! Those despicable mutants..."

William Stryker muttered curses under his breath in his underground laboratory, angrily slamming a stack of documents onto the metal workbench.

As one of the key figures who has long been behind the scenes driving the policy of suppressing mutants, Stryker witnesses the situation deviating from his expected course.

His hatred for mutants stemmed from his own flesh and blood.

But it was precisely this destruction brought about by blood ties that allowed the seeds of hatred to take deeper and deeper root in his heart. Every time the night was quiet, he would still be awakened by nightmares, in which he saw his son's out-of-control abilities and his wife's empty eyes.

Right now, the mutant forces that he had finally managed to suppress were showing signs of resurgence, which made him extremely uneasy.

"I have to do something..." Stryker forced himself to calm down, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

He does indeed hold a trump card, a secret weapon that could turn the tide at a crucial moment. But he is still hesitant to reveal it now.

Even if the status of mutants seems to have improved, it doesn't change their inherent danger. The fact remains that most mutants are unable to control their powers.

Stryker knew that some people in high positions were even more wary of mutants than he was.

"Let's wait and see."

"Perhaps... there will be unexpected surprises."

He finally took a deep breath and suppressed his inner turmoil.

……

Meanwhile, in a remote town thousands of miles away, Logan sat in a corner of an old tavern, cigar smoke swirling around him. A light rain fell outside, and neon signs cast shimmering colors on the wet streets.

He looked down at a stack of crumpled documents, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Ever since he parted ways with Ye Feng, he had been searching for a suitable mutant, hoping to strengthen the Vatican and the future of mutants themselves.

Ironically, while news of mutants seems to be everywhere, it's difficult to find a suitable candidate when you actually look for one.

"That's all? No more?" Logan asked impatiently, tossing the documents on the bar and looking at the bartender.

The information recorded above is all outdated.

This tavern appears dilapidated, but it is actually one of the intelligence hubs in the underworld, and all sorts of people come and go, most of whom are unwilling to reveal their identities.

Logan came here both to gather information and to kill time.

"There really is one..."

"However, this information doesn't come cheap."

The bartender lowered his voice, his eyes sweeping meaningfully over the surroundings, and he rubbed his fingers together slightly.

"Money is no problem." Logan took out a wad of cash from his backpack, counted out the corresponding amount according to the market rate, and pushed it over.

Since receiving Ye Feng's financial assistance, he has indeed stopped worrying about money, with funds regularly deposited into his account.

But this made Logan feel uneasy; he felt unworthy of it. From escaping the laboratory to receiving the elemental blessing, Ye Feng had helped him so much, while he himself hadn't even managed to find someone to help him.

After the bartender finished counting, he nodded in satisfaction and pulled out a slightly worn document from under the counter and handed it to him.

"A newly emerged mutant with rather unique abilities... It's said she can absorb the power and life force of others. Anyone who has been touched by her has never fared well."

He lowered his voice even further, as if afraid of being overheard.

Despite the noise in the tavern, these words still reached the ears of a cloaked figure not far away. The figure stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

But here, there are so many people hiding their identities that no one cares.

Logan, however, became interested. It sounded like a powerful ability, perhaps matching the special talent Ye Feng had mentioned.

He opened the file, and on the first page was a name: Anna Mary.

"Touch and take a life?" Logan's first reaction was that this ability was too dangerous and difficult to control.

He muttered to himself, "Forget it, let Ye Feng decide...maybe he has a solution."

Although his voice was soft, it was still clearly heard by the cloaked figure. The name "Ye Feng" made her raise her head sharply, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

During this time, she heard many legends about that person.

He was the commander of the Holy See's Holy War Legion, clashed with vampires, and even fought against some supreme being... It was because of him that the situation of mutants was somewhat alleviated. The Holy See became one of the few places that openly accepted mutants.

Her destination after running away from home was the Vatican. She longed to be cured of her terrible ability and to live like an ordinary person.

She naturally had no idea that many of these messages were deliberately released by the Vatican to enhance Ye Feng's reputation.

The old pope is gradually pushing Ye Feng towards the position of successor, but the obstacles he faces in ascending the papacy as a mutant and entering the center of human power are far greater than imagined.

Even within the Vatican, it is not a monolithic entity.

Logan packed up the documents and got up to leave. The rain had stopped, and the streets were filled with the damp smell of earth.

He hadn't gone far when he sensed something was wrong... someone was following him.

"Clumsy technique," he thought to himself. He could tell from the footsteps that the other person hadn't received professional training and was physically weak.

Thanks to the earth elemental blessing bestowed by Ye Feng, Logan felt a comprehensive enhancement as long as his feet touched the ground: his senses were sharper, his stamina was more abundant, and his speed was more agile. He deliberately turned into a narrow alley, and then with a few swift and silent movements, he circled behind his pursuer.

"Who sent you?" he asked in a low voice, his bone claws silently extending and pressing against the back of the other man's neck.

But the next second he sensed something was wrong. The follower was small and thin, and a strange sense of danger was coming his way.

He leaped backward, staring warily at his opponent.

Without direct contact, the sense of crisis quickly subsided.

"Who exactly are you?"

The follower seemed startled, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly took off his hood, revealing the face of a young girl.

"I am the person you are looking for."

"Anna Marie... I heard in the tavern that you know Lord Ye Feng of the Holy See. Could you take me to see him?"

She spoke softly, her voice filled with unease and anticipation.

Logan couldn't help but sigh...

She's clearly an inexperienced young girl; she revealed her identity so easily.

Ye Feng's name is still the most useful.

But he also breathed a sigh of relief; at least the person had been found.

"Wait here."

"I need to make a phone call first."

He said this while taking out his phone.

……

Inside the Papal Palace, a crisp telephone ring interrupted Ye Feng's meditation. He saw that the caller ID showed Logan and pressed the answer button.

"It's me, Logan. I've found a mutant with some dangerous abilities..." Logan explained Rogue's situation succinctly.

"Send her to the Vatican."

"I will send someone to meet you."

Ye Feng did not hesitate, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Anna Marie, codenamed Rakshasa, also known as Little Rascal.

He remembered the name: a mutant who could absorb the memories, abilities, and even life energy of others through physical contact, and later even absorb them remotely.

The abilities she acquires can last for several years, and her potential is enormous.