Marvel: Mr. President

Chapter 72: Vietnam War

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1407 Graymalkin Lane, Salem Centre, Westchester County, New York.

Marine One flew a distance of more than 300 kilometres to arrive at the location. It was a huge gothic-styled mansion with lots of area around it with jungle beyond the boundaries. It was beautiful and isolated.

As his helicopter landed in front of the entrance, he got down while stretching his back. Logan smelled the air, "I smell a familiar scent,"

"Woof" ~Me too.~

Hector didn't waste any time, instead of waiting for the occupants to come out, he kicked the door open, sending it flying away. "Come out, Charles Francis Xavier."

The mansion was not a school yet, nor was there a Cuban missile crisis as Hector killed Fidel Castro with his own hands. The man was nothing but an opportunistic dictator who was a capitalist under the mask of socialism. From the days of WW2, Hector had made sure to have an iron grip over the Caribbean and South America.

As for the Soviet Union trying to build a missile base in South America, well no American country dared to collude with them at this point.

Hence, the events X-Men First Class didn't happen. And about Sebastian Shaw, he died a long time ago. In 1944, Sebastian Shaw, under the alias Dr Klaus Schmidt, was a scientist working for the Nazis. He was present at the Auschwitz concentration camp. Hector had killed him right there with other Nazis after having seen through his disguise. It was a quick shocking death for him as he realised his neck was just a twig.

Hellfire Club still existed, however, it was under Emma Frost. It was a normal social group of the wealthy. Hector was a member too, having the highest position of Grand Emperor. He basically held the club by the throat, and if it went out of line, it was death.

"Father?"

Stopping his chain of thoughts, he heard a familiar voice, shocked, he walked forward, "Erik? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here on work, Charles here is my friend. He works for the CIA and I am the handler." Erik revealed.

Hector nodded, it was understandable. But, he walked to Charles, who extended his hand to shake it, but instead received a light slap to his face, "Boy, do you have any idea what you tried? You attempted to read my mind and tried to steal the state secrets of decades, a federal offence of the highest order. You can get life in prison for this,"

Erik stared at Charles, who was on the floor. Although Hector only used absolute zero strength, it still resulted in this. "You tried to look inside the White House? I warned you not to do it,"

"You never told me he was your father," Charles barked, rubbing his reddened cheek.

"Fool, I knew him so closely that's why I strictly warned you. Father, forgive him, we were just trying a new machine he could use to read the minds of multiple people." Erik requested.

Hector's eyes shined, he secretly winked at Erik. Now, Erik has been with Hector long enough to know what this means. Something interesting was brewing, so he went along.

"Grrrr..." Moony growled all of a sudden and stood near Charles' head. Hector lifted him by the collar, "Is that so? Maybe then I can forgive you, but you shall work for me. You are going to help me win the war in Vietnam."

"I-I am already bound by my oath to the nation as a CIA operative to help you, Mr President," Charles smartly responded. He knew what was best for him right now.

This got him a tap on his face, "Haha, good boy. Now, who is this lovely lady?" He asked about the blonde woman, much different from the movie Raven, this one was even prettier.

"That's Raven, Charles' sister and..."

Hector completed Erik's words, "And your girlfriend? Good, you finally got one."

*Cough* "Even son's quicker than father," Logan coughed out some words, irking him. But he ignored it and walked to Raven. He stared at her face for a second, then sighed, "Child, no need to keep your true self hidden. It's not you who needs changing, it's the world,"

She nodded and turned to her original self. Hector was surprised to see she didn't look demonic like in the initial movies. This one had similarities with the comic. There was not much deformity on her, just some patterns on her face. Other than that, she still had stunning, blue-skinned, red-haired, with sharp yellow eyes and a face that had a mix of beauty and maturity.

"See, you look absolutely gorgeous. Good choice, Erik, now treat her right. I didn't raise a playboy." He warned his son.

Erik embarrassingly stood beside Raven and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Don't fret about it, old man. I was just discussing this with Raven, I wish I had a mother."

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Hector waved his hand and turned around to leave, "Ah, so much work. You three, report at my office tomorrow morning at 9."

He left Erik and Raven giggling.

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Congress passed the required act to authorise broad powers for the president to take action in Vietnam. They basically said, "We have faith in the president, please win the war for us."

And so, Hector ordered 500,000 soldiers to be deployed to South Vietnam. But they were not to engage with the people or the local troops. Charles' job this time was to use his new machine to read the minds of the people in Vietnam and give the intel about who was a Viet Cong and who was a normal villager. It was already being proven effective as he made a list of all such people and their locations.

Hector finalised a few things before leaving, such as instructing Kennedy not to go out in the roofless car.

Then he donned his red uniform and left with Moony. "Boy, open it," he ordered.

Moony concentrated and moved his front left paw for a few seconds. *WOOSH* But, as soon as the portal opened, cold snowy wind entered.

"Vietnam, not Mount Everest, Moony." He repeated.

Moony again waved his paw. The portal appeared to be in the sky. He peeked out and facepalmed, "Come one, that's just the local KFC. I'm going to have to send you on a world tour later. Okay, Logan, bring me that photo calendar."

He showed him a scenic picture of Vietnam, "Here, I need to go here,"

Moony nodded, this time earnestly focussing and opening the portal. Finally, they saw a thick and wet jungle. "Good boy,"

All three stepped across. It was green everywhere, various trees covering the area, not even leaving a clean ground to step on. But Logan realised something, "By the way, was that calendar photo from North or South Vietnam?"

"AAAAAA... AMERICAN! KILL!"

Out of nowhere, 10 men jumped on them, a few got out of the ground, a few jumped down from the trees and some were behind the bushes. They wore the iconic conical bamboo hats.

Now, they wore such hats, this meant they were either real villagers or Viet Cong posing as villagers. "Don't kill them," he ordered.

*CLACK*

"Logan, are you serious? Lighting a cigar in the middle of a fight?" He noticed his bodyguard doing his usual shenanigans.

"I get a nice hit with this before battles," Logan answered.

*Facepalm* "Learn from Moony, look, he's already jumping around like a helicopter blade and booty-slamming them." He pointed.

*PA!* *BAM!*

Moony was quite literally dropping the dog equivalent of a round-house kick, just with his booty. Each Booty-slam was equal to one guy dropping unconscious.

Hector too joined. These people were too short and weaker than him, it was as if he was beating children. So he let go of his inner Anakin.

Their guns were useless on him, so he just slammed them unconscious. It was the easiest job ever, even easier than being the president.

After a while, only one was left. Hector asked him in Vietnamese about the place they were in. Turns out, they were near the point from where serious North Vietnam territory starts. This meant they were inside enemy territory.

"We need to head south." he decided, leaving the man on the ground.

"STOP!" and just then another short man appeared, but this one was extremely different. He was wearing a bright red and yellow shirt with a yellow star on his chest. On his face were a mask and a red cap with another yellow star on the head. He was wearing black pants, red boots and gloves too.

He looked too out of place, as even Hector's red coat was not so bright. But this guy looked like a clown out of the circus.

Logan smoked his cigar as he asked the obvious question, "Who the fuck are you?"

"Yes, son. Are you right in the head?" Hector inquired in concern for this man's mental health. Vietnamese or not, he recognised PTSD and felt bad for such folks.

To this, the man did a backflip, then a handstand and finally jumped back straight up in a weird pose with his right leg held high, like how those kung fu masters pose. "The bane of Americans, the saviour of Vietnamese communist spirit, the destroyer of capitalists pigs, the most handsome man in the whole nation, the god of deathI AMCAPTAIN VIETNAM!"

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"Pfft... *cough*" Logan choked on the smoke.

"Bwahahaha..."

"Bowowow..."

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