The air was still. Unlike other nights where there was a slight breeze. The bright moon shone down onto a grassy field where there stood a man, a woman, and some other people. The man raised his hand for silence and began to speak. "My fellow mutants. Soon, we will unleash our plan to take our enemies, The X-Men, down. Then nothing can stop us from killing those humans. And ruling the earth."
One of the people standing there growled and said "Why don't we just kill the x-men now. It would be faster." he looked at the man, his face covered by the shadows the moon casted down.
"Patients Sabertooth. You will get your chance soon enough. For now. We must prepare." The man said calmly. A roar of cheers followed as soon as he finished speaking. The man walked into the shadows and seemed to have disappeared. The rest of the people all started to go off in the direction they came from and soon, they to, all seemed to have disappeared, leaving the moonlit field looking as if they were never there.
The same night, 4 people stood in a large building out in the woods. "We know that the villians want us dead. But we are out numbered right now." One of them said.
"That didnt stop us the last time. We could still win. They aren't exactly tough." Another answered. "I doubt they could even beat us."
"I agree with Storm. We're out numbered and we need more help." Someone said, then looks at the other person who spoke. "So my suggestion is that we find young mutants and recruit them to the team. Ones that haven't fought these villians yet."
"And how exactly will we find these people?" the one guy asked.
"Use your senses Logan. Its not that hard to find mutants. And we'll split up. Storm and i will go one way. You and Gambit go another way." he answered. "Then we will all meet back here hopefully with some help. Magneto's growing stronger by the day. We need to hurry."