Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or any of the many character syou are about to see here. Also, I do not own TiVo. Well…actually, I do, but I don't own the company. Which, by the way, is the best thing since the PlayStation! WoOT! I also suck at accents so just bare with me. I'll get better. Okay, time to read and review! Enjoy….

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Apocalypse was the concern on everyone's mind. After the death of Magneto the X-Men no longer continued to doubt the extent of Apocalypse's powers. But that certain and unexpected death was a shock to most. However, despite the gloom and chaos that resided in Magneto's base, St. John Allerdyce was having a rather great time.

"GAMBIT!!" the pyromaniac cried out.

Gambit sighed and followed the call to Pyro who was sitting on the edge of his chair watching the news with a very happy expression on his face. Only problem was, he doesn't watch the news.

Gambit took one look at the television and one looked at his psychotic friend and rolled his eyes, "Lemme' guess mon ami, someone dhied?"

"Oh yea!" John said, not taking his eyes off the TV, "Guess who!"

"Jean Gray?" The Cajun asked hopefully.

John frowned, "Noh. Sadly i's nohher." But a large smile quickly replaced the frown, "Watch this!"

John picked up the remote and rewound the show. 'Ah, the powahs of TIVO!' He thought.

But as the picture on the screen moved about, Gambit's jaw dropped. John pressed play and let the show play out freely.

Gambit watched in horror as Magneto was spun around by the slightest motion of Apocalypse's wrist and slowly devoured by a bright florescent light, screaming all the while.

"What the hell…?" Gambit breathed, "Is, he…dead?"

Suddenly, John broke into laughter, "Ah tha was good! Ah'm so recording dis!" He said in-between laughs.

Gambit rolled his eyes again whacked John in the back of the head with his metal staff.

"Ow! Hey, whacja do dat fhor?"

"Cause yer bein an idiot."

"Oh, ahkay."

Gambit was about to whack him again when Sabertooth ran in.

"We got trouble," He growled.

"Oh, yea mean Mags? Yea, dunt worry bout 'im mate, he'll be fine…" John reassured him, "…in Hell!" He proceeded to laugh again and fell back into the chair.

Sabertooth eyed him suspiciously and looked up at Gambit, "Is he dead then?"

Gambit shrugged, "Ah guess so."

Sabertooth bit his lip and suddenly grabbed Gambit by his coat and slammed him up against the wall, "Whatdya' mean 'ah guess so?' What happened?!"

"Hey, calm down mon ami, he's dead, akay? Dhere ain't nothin we can do!" Gambit gasped.

Sabertooth loosened his grip but did not let go.

"Ahm, could ya, uh…"

Sabertooth snarled and threw Gambit into the couch and walked out of the room.

John starred at him in amusement, "Moody much?"

Gambit got up and brushed himself off, "Damn cat. Goh chase a rat or sum'in."

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Back at Institute, word had gotten around to the older students of the sudden death the next day but no one quite understood it.

"Mein got, vhy vould Magneto do somesink like zhat?" Kurt asked Rogue after hearing the news, "Not zhat it vasn't like him but he couldn't have been zhat stupid."

"As dunno. Maybe he jus lost it." She shrugged.

"Vell, vhatever happened, he sure lost eveysink now."

"I wonder what's going to happen to the Acolytes."

"Hmm? Vat do you mein?"

"They don't got Magneto no more as their 'boss'. Wut are they gunna do?"

"I never thought about zhat." He sighed.

"That's were we come in." A voice from behind chimned in.

Rogue and Kurt turned only to see Xavior, "I've been recruiting one of them as we speak."

"Huh?" Rogue questioned.

"Colossus to be more precise."

"But, ve can'r do zhat. Zhey're, vell, Magneto's guys."

"Not anymore." Xavior corrected him, "And considering Apocalypse's powers we'll need as many mutant to help destroy him as we can get."

"Sabertooth's not gunna help us. Ah can ahready tell ya that." Rogue stated.

"I'm not worried about him. He'll help us on his own. He just doesn't want to help the X-Men even though he wouldn't actually be helping US."

"Vat about dat Pyro guy? Zere's no vay weir gunnna be able to veasion vith him. He's insane." Kurt said, putting an emphasis on 'insane'.

Xavior smiled, "We'll find a way."

"So, why'd ya tell us?" Rogue asked.

"Because I need you two help. Would you be willing too?"

"Sure." They said in unison.

"Great, then Rogue, I'd like you to recruit Gambit and Kurt, you and Tabitha are going to try to see if Pyro will help."

Rogue bit her lip, "Any particular reason why you picked us?"

Xavior smiled, "No, it was just random. Why?"

"Oh, uh, no reason. Jus curious." Rogue gave a weak smile.

"Well, you know what they say, curiosity killed the cat."

Kurt blinked, "I sought it vas da ferret."

Everyone starred at him blankly.

"Uh, sure, let's go with dat." Rogue replied flatly.

Xavior shook himself mentally, "Very well then. I believe Gambit has begun to travel south. I'm not sure about Pyro. He may very well still be in the base. Do you need any help Rogue, I know you're working alone."

"Noh," She smiled, "Ah'll find 'im."

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I know I usually put up two chapters when I start a new story but I'm not gunna today. Well, I might, depending on how much time I have… Sorry it took me so long to post this. I was trying to decide between this story and another one I'm going to do later. Anyhoo…please review. Thanx.