Growing up, my love of the X-Men was based not on the comics (which I wasn’t allowed to read), but on the action figures (which inexplicably, I was allowed to buy). Cable quickly became one of my favorite action figures I owned, and I really didn’t know anything about him other than the fact he was Cyclops’ son from the future.
But a metal arm? A glowing eye? A shit ton of weapons? That’s my kind of hero, and he was my favorite until the day I punched Wolverine so hard his arm broke off.
Nicole Marie Jean here is doing him proud with a female version of the character. Perhaps a comic fan can explain to me the little Kuato-like baby attached to him (her).