A/N….. Hello everyone, thank you for taking some time to read my story. Just a little info before we begin….. This takes place right after the first season ending, so I guess you could say that this is my version of what season 2 would have been like if I had written it and added my own characters and craziness. I really hope that you enjoy the story. Please, please, please let me know what you think…. I encourage lots of comments, good or bad. I always want to get better. Thank you very much!

I do not own Wolverine and the X-Men, no matter how many shooting stars I wish on, haha.

There everyone stood, waiting, wishing for Xavier to tell them that it was all over; that the future they wanted would come, and that they were out of danger, but it never came.

Jean took in a sharp breath as she heard what Xavier told them about a mutant by the name of Apocalypse. She held Scott's hand tighter wanting, needing him to make her feel better, to tell her that everything was going to be okay, but he never did. Scott was cold, something she had never felt from him before, and this worried her. Her thoughts were broken when she heard Logan speak.

"So Chuck what you're sayin' is that there is now a future where Sinister and this guy named Apocalypse have come together to make perfect mutants? And everyone under the sun is now worshippin' them?" Logan took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. Oh this cannot get any worse, he thought.

"Dis is very bad indeed," Kurt said his tail swishing side to side. "Vhat is it wve can do to stop vis?" Kurt couldn't help the fear that came from his voice. He had little dealings with Sinister before, but he knew what kind of man he was, if you can even call someone like that a man.

Xavier took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead, "there is only one thing you can do. There is a woman that can help you. She has been under everyone's radar for years. I've made it so no one can find her, which will make it very difficult for you to find her. Cerebro will not help you in this; she has put in mental blocks to stop anyone from finding her."

"So what do we do?" Jean asked stepping away from Scott. She couldn't focus her energy on him now, the team needed her more then she needed answers from him.

"Good question. What you could do is use Cerebro to put out 'feelers', maybe she can pick them up where ever she is and understand that we need her."

"Wait a second, why are we looking for someone when we don't even know a name. Do you even know a name for her?" Scott asked folding his arms across his chest and furrowing his brow. Everyone, even Xavier, could tell there was something wrong with him, that he was colder then he used to be. Everyone knew him to be business, but out right rude and undermining to Xavier was out of line for him.

Xavier smiled a weak smile, he needed them to trust him and he knew he needed to do whatever it took to get them all on his side. "I only know her by her code name Shadow. I meet her many years ago when I was younger. She was one of the first mutants I had met," Xavier explained.

Logan laughed, "How is some old lady gonna help us defeat the big bad Apocalypse that is comin'?"

Xavier chuckled and shook his head, "she is not what she seems. She was born in the mid 1600's. Her mutation is like none I've seen before, or since. She is the strongest mutant I have ever come across."

Everyone in the room gasped. They had always thought that Xavier, Jean, and Erik were the strongest mutants, but to hear there was one that was stronger shocked them all. No one could believe what they were hearing.

"What is her power?" Kitty asked her voice shaking as she held onto Tildie's hand.

Xavier took a deep breath, this is the part I have been dreading. Trying to explain what she can so without everyone in that room freaking out is going to be very difficult. "She has a very unique power. She can create powers, mutations, within herself and other people. She also has the ability to take them away," Xavier paused as everyone in the room gasped. He knew what this meant to a lot of people, but he needed them to focus.

"You mean she can take away my power?" Rogue asked her eyes huge and full of excitement.

"Yes, but from what I can remember it's not accurate, and it's something that she doesn't like doing often. This is important, if Sinister finds her before she finds you everything will be over. She is the mutant that he has been looking for all this time and he didn't even know it," Xavier said, suddenly becoming very serious. "This cannot come true. In this future she is imprisoned and it's because of her mutation that they have all these mutants and the world is controlled by Apocalypse."

"We got it bub. I'll make sure this happens," Logan said as Xavier said good-byes to everyone and wished them luck.

Logan turned to look as the faces of the people around him. He noticed everyone having a mixed reaction to what Xavier had told them, but he knew to trust him and to believe him when he says that it's important.

"Look I know what Xavier just told us changes a lot, but we need to stay focused. If he's right about this woman then we need to do whatever it takes to try and get her here with us," Logan said forcing everyone out of their own minds. "Jean, do what Xavier suggested; go to Cerebro and put some 'feelers' out there. Let's see if we can try and get her to take a bite of our worm. Hank, Rogue, and everyone else I need us all to try and find out what is going on. Where Sinister is and what is he planning? And anything about this Apocalypse guy that we can find," Logan said looking directly at Rogue. He knew what she was thinking and he couldn't have her imagining something like that. She is perfect, and she just needs to understand that.

Leaving the little room where Xavier's sleeping body laid, everyone set out to do what they could to ensure that the future that Xavier talked about wouldn't come true. Logan took one more look behind him before he closed the door, "Xavier, I hope your right about bring someone like that here. She'll be known once she's with us. Let's hope this works out." Taking a deep breath he turned and left his sleeping body.

Somewhere in Rome

She had no idea what time it was, but that didn't matter to her. She had spent the better part of two weeks in this dusty forgotten library, reading scrolls in forgotten languages. She had no real idea what she was looking for, she never really did, but the last bit of information she had gotten told her to go to Rome. The scrolls she was looking for where somewhere in here, she could feel it. However, she had no luck. Maybe I just need some air; this dust has got to be making me crazy.

Standing, stretching her long figure, cracking her joints and readjusting herself, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Could it be? Could this really be what I have been looking for? The scroll was covered in dust, and almost unreadable, but to her it was just fine. Her eyes were mutated to be able to see in the dark at the smallest of objects.

She carefully slipped the scroll from underneath the mountain of other papers, making sure not to drop anything or disturb what laid there. Unrolling the long forgotten scroll and taking a quick look she smiled, this is it! Her large red eyes couldn't believe themselves, so many years and she had finally found the last scroll! She quickly rolled it back up and placed under her jacket.

With her excitement almost bubbling over, she quickly, yet quietly ran up the broken stairs, careful to jump the ones she knew that wouldn't be able to support her weight.

Finally making her way to the top, she put her sunglasses on and placed her hood over her head. She heard the distance yelling of a man that must have seen her coming from the basement of the museum. She only waved her hand making him forget what he was even doing out in the rain.

Standing in the rain she looked to the sky with a smile. Maybe now, after all this time, I can have a normal life. Well, as normal of a life as someone like me can have after all these long years.

Walking down the street, she watched as the people of Rome ran from their busses to their building, carrying groceries and small children. That was something she always wanted. Something she had always dreamed of having, but a life on the run does not go well for a family or even friends.

Lost in her own thoughts she almost missed the ping that went off inside her head. She stopped instantly, waiting for it to come again. She quickly turned westward, trying to get a sense of where it was coming from or who it was coming from. Looking around to window and street corner, she realized that it was far too faint to come from anywhere around here, or even Europe. It is far too west, must be coming from the United States. She chuckled softly to herself; there is only one person in this world that I know that is this powerful, Xavier.

Turning to head down the street in the opposite direction she was originally heading in, she smiled, she knew that there was no way that was an accident, and he was looking for her. What could it be that he needs me for? He has never once tried looking for me before. He knows what could happen if I am found out. This must be very important.

She didn't give it another thought, only waved a cab down and quickly climbed in.

The cabby turned and simply smiled at her, "dove troppo?" He asked.

She smiled back and said in perfect Italian, "per l'aeoporto."

'Dove troppo' Italian for 'Where to'

'Per l'aeoporto' Italian for 'To the airport'

The Future

Xavier placed his head piece down, rubbing his temples. He knew that this was their only chance of getting things back to the way they needed to be. He couldn't let this future that he was now living in continue. I can only hope that they continue to trust me and that they find a way to trust her.

"Did it work?" A female voice with a slight Irish accent asked. Startled, and unaware to the fact that he was no longer alone in Cerebro, he turned his chair. Brown tired eyes meet large red eyes. She stood at the door way leaning on the frame, her posture telling him she was relaxed, but her eyes saying something else completely.

Xavier shook his head, "I'm not sure anymore. I can only hope that when they meet you they will trust you more then you will trust them."

The woman laughed, a rather genuine laugh, something he had not heard come from her lips in sometime. "Yes, I understand where you are coming from. If he is there, then I can say it will be a lot easier on me to want to believe in them," she said turning to walk with Xavier down the hall and to the elevator.

"Ena, is there something I need to know about what was going on with you back then?" Xavier asked looking into the woman's eyes.

Ena dropped her gaze and looked at him sadly. She didn't know what to say to him, it was because of what she does back then that made everything go so terribly wrong. Shaking her head, trying to change her horrible thoughts, running a hand through her now short platinum hair, she smiled. "We've already done something to change it. Now we just have to wait to see if my past self can help do something about it."

Xavier nodded, knowing that she wasn't going to say anything more then she needed too, and that was all he needed to know.