X·MEN2
X2
Chapter One: Presidential Attack
THE SEAL OF THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES
A young female stands in front of the seal of the united states. She is giving a tour and begins to speak.
"We are-not enemies but friends. must'not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break the bonds of our affection." Tour girl says. "Lincoln said that in his first inaugural speech as the 16th President. It's one of my favorites." She continued as the group got to the check point. The group approaches the security check point. "If you'll please have identification ready, we'll begin the tour…" She said.
One man is standing in the back. He wears a baseball cap pulled down over his dark, shadowed face. As others through the checkpoint, he steps to the side and turns a corner. He stares at a janitor's closet, just past security.
BAMF! A flash of light and smoke appears under the closet's door knob. The door cracks open and the man steps out.
As he veers away from the tour group. A hand is placed on his shoulder. The man turns to see an agent staring him down.
"I'm sorry, sir. Are you lost?" Checkpoint Agent asked.
The man nods and looks up, finally revealing his face—He has the face of a demon; skin so blue it appears black. His eyes are yellow, dilated and the glazed over. This is Kurt Wagner, aka Nightcrawler.
The agent quickly reaches for his pistol…but from behind the agent's head, a forked tail reaches up and wraps around his neck-throwing him against the wall then slamming him to the ground.
Another agent rushes towards Nightcrawler. His tail wraps around the gun and throws him to ground as he flips over the agent and darts down the corridor.
The oval office agent, Agent Walters draws his gun and presses his hand to his earpiece, listening to the commotion.
"…I repeat, how many are there?" Agent Walters asks.
President McKenna a distinguished looking man in his early sixties sits at the desk. He drops the phone and stands up.
"What in god's name is going on?" President McKenna asked.
The commotion still goes on in the hallway. Alarms blare as Agent Vanscoy turns to see Nightcrawler at the end of the hall, teeth bared like an animal, running straight towards him.
Vanscoy aims and fires his weapon. Nightcrawler takes to the walls still running at full speed. Before the agent can fire again, Nightcrawler flies at him feet first and smashing Vanscoy through a set of doors.
Nightcrawler flicks the gun away with his tail. He moves down the hallway and turns a corner to see: Six Agents guns drawn.
"Hands on the floor! No tricks!" Lead Agent said.
Nightcrawler spins around and sees six more agents enter the hallway. He's trapped. The twelve guns are jammed into his face. Nightcrawler smiles revealing spiked white teeth. BAMF! Nightcrawler is gone leaving behind a cloud of smoke.
In the oval office, the agents listen closely—there is static on their radios. The sounds of shots right outside of the door can be heard. Men screaming. The president is too scared to move.
"Get him out of here!" Agent Walters said.
"No. We don't know how many there are." Agent Cartwright told him.
The west door bursts open, filling the room with stumbling, coughing agents and thick smoke.
The secret service agents surround the president in a roman circle their guns pointed in every direction.
BAMF! Nighcrawler appears in front of an agent, kicks him across the face. BAMF! He appears next to another and hurls him across the room with his tail. BAMF! BMAF! BAMF! BAMF! Nightcrawler takes out the entire circle of agents in the blink of an eye.
Nightcrawler lands on the ground staring at McKenna.. He leaps and pins the president on top of his desk. President McKenna looks up to see Nightcrawler looming over him. His eyes glazed over, his face emotionless.
With a flick of his tail, the mutant pulls a knife from his boot and flips it into his clawed hand—Ted to its hilt is a long red ribbon. Another agent runs in trying to aim through the smoke. Nightcrawler raises the knife-bang! A shot is fired and rips thorough Nightcrawler's wrist. Screaming, his eyes suddenly dilate huge, then snap back to normal. He shakes his head as if waking from a nightmare…..suddenly realizing where he is. BAMF! Nightcrawler disappears.
The secret service agent lowers his gun and moves towards the shaken up President's side.
"What…the hell….was that?" President McKenna asked. Never had another person gotten this close to the president. Hell no one has ever gotten past the secret service. They weren't dealing with an ordinary person. This was a mutant. The president stares at the knife sticking straight up from the center of the desk, a ribbon hanging from the handle. There are three words are written in gold: MUTANT FREEDOM NOW!