The rules have changed

by The Sangheili Mutant

Truces don't last forever... After one violent act dubbed 'mutant terrorism', the President nullifies the truce and orders the execution of any and all mutants in the United States. *slightly AU *set between X2 and X3 *rated for violence, brief sexual content, and mildly graphic rape, so please do not read if any of these bother you.

1. Chapter 1: an act of terrorism

A/N: I feel that I have matured enough as a writer to attempt a 20+ chapter story. Hopefully, you readers will enjoy it as much as I did!

A/N: no correlation to my previous X-Men stories.

Pairings: Cyclops/Jean, Bobby/Rogue, Pyro/Mystique.

Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters in the story. They all belong to Marvel. The only two I made up are James and Mark.

Chapter One: An act of terrorism

61 Days, 14 hours, 3 minutes, and 11 seconds. That's how long the truce concocted by the X-Men lasted. Two months of peace and freedom was crapped on by one mutant, and one too many beers. No one knows this mutants name, but everyone (or at least a vast majority) hates him.

A seemingly harmless prank committed in a drunken stupor turned into a massacre, and an attempt on the President's life – spray painting a giant cock and balls on the side of the Whitehouse with disturbingly visual details should have been seen as a no-no, even to a drunken mutant with a cloaking ability!

If that wasn't bad enough, the mutant's invisibility wore off, probably due to being intoxicated, and was spotted by security. So, like anyone caught with their pants down, he ran like hell, but was soon cornered and surrounded. Now what he should've done was surrender, and he'd get released with a fine, and a slap on the wrist, because of the truce. Instead, he decided to fight his way out, damning mutant kind before he even threw his first punch.

13 days, 20 hours, 16 minutes, and 45 seconds. That's how long it's been since the President, after witnessing the mutant kill the handful of guards with their own guns and was almost killed himself as he tried to help, declared Operation New Day.

After the President's life-saving surgery, he quickly green-lit the order to begin the systematic execution of any known and unknown mutant organizations, societies, and individuals.

His exact words were: "Kill them. Find them all and kill them. If they won't abide by the truce, then there is no truce!"

Once those words were spoken, all Police, SWAT, Army, D.O.D., and pretty much anyone with the authority to use a gun was tasked with the job of locating and killing anyone that possessed the X-gene.

Nearly two weeks ago, the genocide began again.

A/N: This was just a prologue-type thing. Things will definitely pick up very quickly!