4 years later
Chelsea was sitting on the edge of her bed at the Brotherhood making the flame in her hands take the shape of a spider. The bedroom was one of the bigger ones in the headquarters. It had one bed on the side and a huge closet. She also had a desk that contained a computer. It was almost human-like. She was almost a Class 4 and she was damn proud of it. Without leaving the Academy, she probably would have still been a Class 2. Chelsea dissolved the spider in her hands. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She had changed so much in the four years she has been at the Brotherhood. Her long straight hair was cut a little longer then shoulder length with razored edges just the way she liked it. Her eyes were still the same mixture of red, orange, and yellow and she has become more muscular but still skinny. Her skin was tan and her body was always hot around the temperature of 102 degrees on an average day. Satisfied with her appearance, she sat back down on her bed and created the spider again. Hearing footsteps approach, she stood looking right into Magneto's eyes. " Chelsea, we have an important business to attend to." he told her. " Yes sir. There is a group of mutants that need to be taught the ways of the Brotherhood and i feel that if you personally come then they would be more likely to join." Chelsea said matter of factly. " And of course i will be there to help you with any rebels that we may see." " Yes Yes," Magneto said walking towards the room where the jets were. They left the living quarters and entered another hallway. " You do understand the great risk that i take leaving the protection of the Brotherhood and entering the real world where Xavier could find me" Magneto slipped his keycard into the slot and punched in a few numbers unlocking the door. Chelsea and Magneto walked through and went to the nearest jet. Opening it, Chelsea said, " Sir these mutants have been hurt and abused. The treatment that the Academy offers seems like the only option for them so if you could tell them why the Brotherhood is better then that would maybe have them convinced. Also throw in the humans and their diabolical plans and I think we're golden." " I trust you Chelsea. That seems like a very good plan." Chelsea started up the jet and they were on their way to Wyoming.
Bobby's head hit the desk with a thunk. He never thought that a test would be this boring. Storm needed to get a life if she had enough time on her hands to make a test this absurdly hard. Logan walked into the room, his boots hitting the floor with a clank with every step. " Storm, we have a problem in Wyoming. I need to borrow Bobby for the day." Bobby looked up confused. Logan never wanted anyone's help with missions especially nineteen year old Class 2's like Bobby. " What's the problem?" Storm asked. Logan leaned in and after five minutes of hushed whispering, Storm nodded her head and said that Bobby was excused from his classes all today. Logan walked over to where Bobby was and said, " Get up kid. You're coming with me." Bobby jumped up quickly and followed Logan out the door. " What do you need me for?" Bobby asked as soon as they were outside the room. Logan kept walking keeping his head straight and not giving anything away from his facial expression. " How is your relationship with Rogue? Is is good?" Logan asked. Bobby just got more confused. " Yea it's pretty good. We have been together for 3 and a half years and counting." Bobby replied. Actually his relationship with Rogue was the most confusing thing in the world. Rogue's power was when she touched someone skin on skin she killed them. Unless they were injured, then her ability allowed her to heal them. This ability made it impossible for Rogue to kiss anyone so Bobby wasn't able to live out what most normal teenage boys think about every minute. Also all Bobby thought about when he was with Rogue was Chelsea. He didn't know why he just did. "Why does it really matter anyway?" Bobby understood that Logan always had a soft spot for Rogue but he didn't understand why his relationship with Rogue had anything to do with the mission that he was needed on. " We are off the Wyoming. There are a team of mutants located in Wyoming who just broke free from where they were being held. We have a source that tells us that the Brotherhood is on their way there right now to try and persuade the mutants to join them." " How many people does the Brotherhood have as of now?" Bobby asked not understanding the deeper meaning behind Logan's words. "Almost 300 and with the support of these 400 they will have many more walking through their doors." Logan walked into the strongest of the X-Jets. " Kid are you coming?" Logan asked. " Storm will fly one and the other one will be operated by Jean and Scott. Your flying with me. On the way there i will fill you in on your specific task." Walking into the X-Jet and sitting down, Bobby realized after the explanation of how the mission was going to work, the real reason behind the random questioning of Logan.
Chelsea landed the jet with perfect precision. She took pride in flying the jets and if she even made one little mistake, she took it hard. While she was flying, she could see the group of mutants off in the distance. " Magneto, what do you need me to do when we get there?" Chelsea asked as she and Magneto walked off the jet. "Just make sure none of the mutants get too rowdy. Also try and control your fire abilities. This wood is so dry that any accidental fire lighting will lead to this whole wood going up in flame." Chelsea looked around and noticed how right Magneto's words were. The wood that they were in was supremely dry and she didn't want to risk losing 400 new recruits just because she didn't have complete control over her fire. The other thing she noticed when she stepped out of the jet was that it was freezing outside. She hated any weather below 80 degrees. Pulling her leather jacket closer to her, she followed Magneto into the clearing that held the mutants. "Listen up. All of you are probably wondering why I am here. I am not here to tell you that the cure is the only way out. I am offering you a chance to live and develop your powers to the fullest. Look here if you think the cure is the only way out then your wrong. I am offering you a better life. Come join us at the Brotherhood and live up to your powers. The Brotherhood is fighting for all mutants everywhere. The humans think that they can control us and are better then us. We will show them" Magneto finished his speech with showing them his powers of controlling metal. Normally it was Chelsea who demonstrated her powers but with the wood that they were in, she couldn't. A young man out of the group rose up and called out to Magneto, " But does your Brotherhood accept us as we are or are the going to make test subjects out of us?" It was obvious that this man was the leader of this group. "No. We accept you and your powers no matter how stupid or useless they may seem." Chelsea responded. " Now come follow us back into the jet and we will talk more about what you can expect from the Brotherhood." Another person this time a girl jumped to the front of the group and said, " What if we don't want to go? What if we want time to think about this and see who gives us a better offer?" Chelsea was really annoyed by this time. It took them over an hour to answer all these stupid questions and she had a feeling the X-men were on their way. If they didn't hurry, there was going to be a battle on their hands. Holding out her hand, Chelsea made a small fire ball, small enough to keep under her control and not burn the whole forest down. " Either you get your ass on the jet or i will turn you into ashes and carry you on that way." The girl shrunk back into the crowd. "Hey what's that?" one of the kids said pointing to the sky. She looked up seeing nothing at first but then really focusing she saw the light hit something. "X-Jets" she thought bitterly. " How the hell did they arrive so quickly?" Running up to Magneto, Chelsea heard the roar of the X-Jets as they were getting ready to land. " So you've seen and heard them to?" Magneto said with malice. " I say we stay and fight. Show the mutants what we really can do." " No!" Chelsea exclaimed. " I know you get the final choice but hear me out. If we all stay and fight, we could lose some really good recruits or worse. We could lose you. Or me. You fly everyone back to the Brotherhood headquarters and I stay here and fight off the losers." " There is always the possibility of you getting captured. I can't risk that. You know too much about the Brotherhood that all Xavier has to do is probe your mind and find out everything. No that can't happen." Magneto said shaking his head. " We will leave some of the useless mutants here. That should be enough to satisfy the X-men and get them off our tail." " Just trust me." Chelsea said. " Xavier couldn't get into my head when i was living with him what makes you think that he could do it now." " I trust you. Make me proud." Magneto said before he boarded the jet. "Oh and here is something to make your life a little easier." Waving his hand, Magneto shut down all power sources in the X-Jets leaving them crashing to the Earth. With the jet full of new recruits flying quickly away, Chelsea brought two surges of fire on the descending X-Jets. After hearing the crash, she swiftly ran towards them ready to face whoever came out of them. She first saw Storm, who Chelsea sent flying into a tree with a perfectly aimed fire blast. " I see you guys just couldn't live without me." Chelsea chuckled sending another fire blast into one of the crashed X-Jets. From it, she saw Jean and Scott stumble out. "And to come to think that I thought me and Scott shared something special" Chelsea said as she sent two fire blasts into two trees near them. The trees fell to the floor narrowly missing them. "Dammit," Chelsea thought. With a click of her fingers, the flames from the two trees disappeared. Then out of the third fallen X-Jet, Logan appeared unscathed. " Scott, Jean work on getting the X-Jet in order." He said. Chelsea was gearing up to fire one perfectly aimed fireball when out of nowhere a blast of cold hit her and then nothing.