X-Men: Revelation
"The night before the fall…."
Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean –
The massive freight ship had been dead in the water for the last hour and a half. All contact with it had gone dark once the ship had left any sign of land. Waves crashed against the ship as the heavy rain continued to pour down. The ship was filled with a vast quantity of containers which to the right buyer could go for a great payday. What crew there was on the ship had been easy to take down for the masked figures who hit the ship in a matter of seconds. Only one of the crew had tried to fight, and he had been tossed into the storm. When the masked figures showed their violent side the rest of the crew had surrendered in a record time. Seven armed figures stood in the bridge of the ship as the Captain had been tied up, and placed near the back of the room. He had received quite the welcome from the attackers with the broken nose, and the beating. Thankfully before he was beaten to death the leader of the masked men had shot the one who was attacking the Captain. Since then the attackers spoke in hushed tones as they went over the ships manifest.
"We sell these ones in Asia," One of them spoke pointing at the screen. A massive waved crashed onto the deck of the ship as it rocked for a brief moment. None of them paid it any attention as they continued with the list. "Madripoor will gives us double what we could get from the Russians. Those ones we could get the weapons we need if we sell to Latveria." The leader said seeming to have this all laid out. The captain of the ship had no idea of any of the cargo the ship held. He had been thankful for the job when the call had come. Now he was regretting every second of it.
"Sir we found some containers in section 23 D." The radio went off for the attackers. The leader scrolled down the screen making a few clicks with the mouse to zoom in. For a moment no one spoke as only the rain could be heard. Then laughter emerged from the leader clapping one of the masked figures on the back.
"Gentlemen we have hit the fucking jackpot!" He said sounding like a child who had gotten the best gift ever on Christmas. Some of the masked figures cheered as the leader picked up his communicator. "Get those babies open! I want that stuff loaded up….." He stopped talking as he turned to one of the doors leading to the bridge. The first thing the attackers had done was lock down the bridge to make sure no one could get to them. The leader had left a few men around the ship to sound the alarm if anyone showed up.
"Don't shit with me boys! What was that?" He asked raising his gun. The others quickly followed him looking around. For a moment the Captain thought he saw something go by the window, but he didn't get a chance to look again. The bridge door flew off straight into three of the attackers. They slammed into one of the consoles sending sparks into the room. A red beam shot into the room next into an attacker who had begun firing his weapon. He flew across the room head first into the window of the bridge.
"Fuck this!" The leader called unloading his clip to where the door had been. Another red beam hit the man square in the chest, and he hit the console behind him. Shots were fired from where the red beam had emerged from. They hit the other men creating an electrical shock sending them to the floor. A brief moment of uneasy silence followed as the Captain had no idea what was going on. Slowly a man appeared in the doorway followed by four others. The first thing the captain saw was the red slit that covered the man's eyes. He wore some visor of sorts as he looked around the room.
"Cyclops to Spider-Woman," The man said keeping a hand close to his head. One of the attackers seemed to move for a moment, but he was shot again with the shock gun. The new arrivals moved throughout the bridge removing the weapons of the attackers. One of them got to the Captain, and began to untie him.
"Bridge is secured. Found the Captain of the ship. You run into any trouble on your end?" Cyclops asked looking out at the deck of the ship. Multiple Shield agents could be seen moving around as a Shield aircraft circled overhead.
"Ah you're starting to worry about me?" Spider-Woman replied making Cyclops only shake his head. He saw her out near some of the crates as Shield agents were moving the attackers to a central location. "You've only been a Shield Agent for six months, and you do have a soft side. I caught a few of them by surprise as they were going through the containers. It looks like they've marked a few to sell to their buyers."
"The manifest up here got destroyed. I know there was some Stark tech, but anything else that would attract these guys attention?"
"Some low key weapons. Fuel and other oddities that fit the bill for a ship like this. Might just have been a move to get some money..." A long pause followed that made Cyclops uneasy. The other Shield Agents around him had gotten used to his closed off demeanor. For a man of 22 he had been nicknamed Grandpa by the others. It had taken them a while to working with the former X-Men. A topic in which Cyclops never brought up, and would remain silent and cold when asked about his former team. He reached up to scratch his face where cruel scars covered his cheek to his forehead.
"You're going to want to come look at this." Spider-Woman said in a tone that conveyed all that Cyclops needed to hear. Quickly leaving the room he broke into a light jog as he went out into the storm. He was drenched by the time he reached her as she looked at one of the containers. She moved aside as he stepped forward seeing what laid in front of him. He went down onto a knee taking all of it in.
"We need to tell Fury. Get this stuff moved, and locked down. Get me Coulson now!" She said ordering the Agents around her to move. They didn't hesitate as Cyclops walked into the container. "Scott….if this is what we think it is…."She didn't finish the sentence as he looked back at her. The three scar lines on his face seemed to glow as he got to his feet.
"No. Let Fury and the others tell them." Without another word he walked back into the storm.
Xavier School –
"I'm telling you Hank it won't work," Havok complained as Beast fiddled with the goggles Havok was wearing. The others had tried to stifle their laughter, but it was hard not to laugh at the current look Havok wore. "There's no way I'm going to be able to see him. You just want me to get my ass kicked again don't you?"
"For once in a rare moment in life I agree with Summers," Quicksilver chimed leaning against the wall in the Danger Room. A yawn escaped him as he appeared across the room. His yellow and blue uniform was still an odd thing for everyone to accept. It had been Xavier who told them that Quicksilver was one of them now. Having declared he was no longer going to be a pawn of his father Magneto. "McCoy this suit is tearing again. I can feel the smallest threads slowly separating."
"I'm still working on a proper uniform that works with your speed Pietro. Let's hope my 37th attempt will have an improvement." Beast replied turning to a console in the room. Havok almost seemed to fall over as he grumbled about the goggles. "Now if you two would stop complaining I would like to test my new invention."
"This invention is just an excuse to let Summers hit me."
"You've said that every time, and I can't come damn close at all."
"Let me assure you that you never will. No matter what new device McCoy seems to believe in."
"There are some of us who still have a training session to get to ladies." Jean Grey commented from the viewing room. The massive hulk of muscle that was Cain Marko sat behind her silently stuffing his face with food. Kitty Pryde let out a laugh as she looked at Havok.
"Oh Alex that would get so many likes of Facebook." A beam of energy slammed into the window of the viewing room was all the response Havok cared to give. Beast tapped a few buttons on the console as Alex's view changed to a mix of odd shapes, and colors that almost made him rip the goggles off.
"Let it calibrate." Beast ordered as he stepped out of the room. Havok felt a kick to his mid section before a blink of an eye. He fired a blast off in no direction in particular as he heard Quicksilver laugh.
"This is going to be so much fun." A series of fists and kicks fell upon Havok as he was losing his patience. Yet for a brief blink he saw the speedster almost frozen in his steps. Raising his hand to send a blast a voice spoke in all of their heads.
(X-Men we have visitors.)