Author Ramblings: I'm backkkkkk. I think this might be my biggest story to date and I must confess I have no idea what I'm doing. I haven't written some of these characters before. I hope to have a beta go over this. Since I have just asked them before typing this, I won't put a name in case it doesn't work out.
Summary: Not a one-shot! Action (I hope)! Basically certain people find out that if they want to beat the X-Men they need help.
Disclaimer: Me: May I have some more X-Men sir?
Marvel Guy: No!
Me: Wahh!
Prologue Part 1:
It was cold in the astral plane. It always was. The colors that made up the background swirled. The air was intimidating and reeked of the desperate stench of lost souls.
After those-those X-Men put him there. It wasn't all bad though, at least now when he was banished he was still conscious. He still couldn't believe he was beaten by that brat.
In this place she sent him, he got the chance to replenish his strength and observe his opponents. On the screens in front of him were several images. On the far left was Shadowcat, on the Brotherhood's couch with her boyfriend in front of the T.V. Next to that picture were Cyclops and Jean Grey in his car. In the middle was Nightcrawler in a park with his girlfriend. The last screen showed an image of her. She was alone in the gardens of the place she called home.
'Yes,' pondered the man darkly, 'enjoy this peace, this calm while it lasts. I will return and this time I will not fail. The plans I have for you, especially for the one who raised me and took me down, she shall suffer.'
On a table next to the throne on which the man was perched quite comfortably were dolls. They looked exactly like the X-men. The one that looked like Rogue exploded.
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Prologue Part 2:
Underground there was a base. The base was not widely known and the inhabitants made sure it stayed that way. The base was home to many scientific discoveries. It was an enormous hunk of metal twisted into rooms and hallways. The metal couldn't hold out the feeling of being buried alive or the taste and smell of the dirt.
In that base there was a room; big, harshly lit, and keeping several experiments. In that room there was a metal lab table. On that table was a mutant. The mutant's name didn't matter though; many mutants had been where he was and their names didn't matter either. This mutant does have a sad story but that is not our focus. No, our focus is the man above the mutant. He was a rather intimidating figure. His frightfulness was only increased by his purpose and by the people he has employed, a bunch of scary figures you wouldn't want to run into in light or dark.
This man was a curious fellow by nature and the reports on the X-Men had caught his interest immediately.
The mutant on the table was no longer in pain. The man frowned; thinking of how these X-people might have the very thing he had been searching for all these years. He decided to look into it.
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Prologue Part 3:
Somewhere lightning flashed. It always did when the townspeople spoke of it. It is a stony, tall fortress, a castle. The castle itself had nothing wrong with it; it just showed the signs of years of neglect. Its once proud and gleaming walls were now dingy and ivy-covered, the servants and owners having long abandoned it.
The castle was rumored to be haunted. It's true, but ghosts don't haunt the castle as the legend says. No, it's haunted by an elite group of mutants. Mutants who have just discovered that the X-Men have something they want.
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Prologue Part 4:
A man paced in his dark office, back and forth. He just couldn't stand it. They dare to claim they saved the world but if it weren't for them in the first place the world wouldn't have needed to be saved. He couldn't believe he didn't see them for what they truly were before that happened. The pacing picked up, back and forth, and back and forth. But most of all he couldn't believe some people actually support them. If he had his way, all of them would have been dead and gone ages ago. Now if he played his cards right, he might be the savior the human race needed. Now if he could just get some followers. His pacing cut off and he flicked on a light.
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Prologue Part 5:
In front of a computer was a man. The computer's clock said 1:48 but his thoughts were elsewhere. He was thinking about that little girl who had taken his world by storm. That-that #?*!; he didn't even know her name but he hated her with a burning passion. How dare she just waltz into his hometown and help that sleazebag who didn't deserve it. She was pretty too, that just added to the insult. She and her idiotic friends got lucky, that's what he tells himself. That little %\~ thinks she can knock him out (twice!) and not have to face the consequences. Well she should think again; no matter whom he had to get through to do it, one way or another he was going to destroy her. He called his butler, a tall dark-haired man, and finally turned off his computer.
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Prologue Part 6:
Rain was pouring down in the quaint little village of Hoppalong. There was a shadow on the streets despite the weather and late hour. The shadow stopped in front of an electronics store. The televisions in the front window were playing the footage of the X-Men saving the world. He glanced at it and the light cast shadows on his face. Something caught his interest on the screens. 'There's no mistake,' the man thought, 'thing's are looking up.' As the footage played again the man smiled and walked away.
Author Ramblings: /Evil cackling/ Please review, I need all the help I can get.
