A/N – Sorry about the delay but life seemed to get in the way these last few weeks. I missed writing a heck of a lot and am very glad to give you this chapter. As always reviews are my lifeblood.

Rogue grabbed her throat as the air rushed almost painfully back into her lungs. She saw Jean crumble to the ground just seconds before and as she collapsed she caught Charles out of the corner of her eye faint and she knew that he was to thank for stopping Jean's hate-filled onslaught. She could see Magneto holding his hand up to an almost crucified and raging Wolverine and then her eyes landed on Scott who was spitting blood and raising himself off the ground with his unbloodied arm. She wanted to call out to him but words could not form due to what felt like a broken throat filled with broken glass and fire.

Magneto could see the flame in young Summers' eyes. He could see the rage flowing out of him as if it were smoke and it made him recollect him at a young age. A few years in a concentration camp lead to a lifetime of hate . So blinded by anger that he had almost single-handedly become what he had hated most , a tyrant obsessed with wiping out what he thought of as an inferior race. It took the hard hand of Charles and his young charges to finally make him see the light and understand that he should be about preserving mutantkind not exterminating mankind. None the less he wanted to test the boy . He was filled in by Charles as to what had transpired and saw the look of pure death that Scott now exuded towards Wolverine. Scott looked as though he would end him when his hand raised to the side of his red glasses and Magneto could see the cogs in the boys mind consider all the options before he wisely lowered his hands . At that moment, Magneto knew without a doubt he had made the right decision with Charles last night.

Charles came to and he was fuming mad . If not for years of the best boarding schools and the thousands of hours logged in proper etiquette and manners he would have surely made them both die a thousand psychic deaths . "Erik, let him down please" Charles softly stated "Right beside Ms. Grey". He wheeled himself between the both of them and the others as Jean awoke and Logan touched down. " I wish you to leave" he stated simply " You are no longer welcome in my home, this school or on the team" he let out a slight breath of air as he continued "Logan you have brought shame not only to yourself but to me personally and Jean your behavior is inexcusable, thoughtless and selfish. I wash my hands of both of you . Now leave this room , gather your things and go . Take all the time you need but do not darken my door again". Wolverine's face , which was filled with such anger, now melted into a mask of shame. He simply shook his head without looking at Charles and walked out of the room with a weeping Jean.

Charles then turned to a very battle worn Scott and Marie. Scott could see that what he had just done had pained him to no end. Logan was one of Charles oldest friends and Jean , well, even if Scott were Charles' son , Jean had always been like a daughter and Charles thought the sun rose and set on that girls shoulders. Scott wouldn't have spared a drop of spit now if they were both on fire but he would have gladly stomached the two to spare the hurt that was now in his father's eyes. "Scott, you know what I have to do" Charles said as he came back from his thoughts to look at him. " You don't have to do anything sir . I acted rashly and need to pay for my actions. Therefore sir, I resign from my post in the X-Men". Charles eyes started to water as Scott took off his communicator and handed it to him. He had resigned rather than force the old man to strip him of it. He knew Charles couldn't take anymore and wanted to spare him any further pain.

What surprised them both was Marie placing her communicator on top of Scott's , as her hand left the communicator her hand grabbed his and their fingers entwined. " I love you Professor and you've been more family to me than my own family has ever been but ..." She glanced at Scott's surprised face " I've got to follow my heart, wherever he leads me".

Charles nodded in the affirmative as he looked down at the two X's resting in his hand . He remembers the children he put them on and raises his head to look proudly at the man and woman they came off of , mature beyond their years. His grin belies the pride now gushing silently into every fiber of his being. "And that brings me to my next subject , as you now are in need of a new direction, Erik and I have both been talking late into the night ..."

His words are interrupted by Beast's voice shakily coming through the PA system in the room "Charles" They all look towards the control room to see his somber face "I think you need to see this"

A holographic screen shook and shimmered above all their heads as BBC News channel tuned in …

"If you are just tuning in to repeat the breaking news , devastation has hit the small isle of Genosha , a mutant sanctuary off the east coast of Africa. Little is known at this time but we are getting crews out their now but according to early reports it looks as though an army of robots known as Sentinels have laid waste ..."

The screen disappeared as the metal in the room seemed to shudder as Magneto fell to his knees and they all wept for the thousands of dead.

ONE YEAR LATER

"So it is the findings of this committee that have found that the sentinels and the attack of Genosha were the works of Bolivar Trask working alone. Mr Trask has since committed suicide so this committee considers the matter closed"

Scott Summers knew that every eye in the courtroom was now on his group. He simply stood up , adjusted his jacket and tie and the walked out of the courtroom and through the hallways to the main doors and the stone steps in the front of the building to the press pedestal that was set up for all the news outlets awaiting the committees findings. He waited for the committee representative to complete his speech. He approached to podium and swallowed hard. Marie squeezed his side by the podium trying to give him some extra strength as he looked over at Lorna, she nodded and he turned back to the crowd and began:

"My name is Scott Summers and I am a mutant. I am the leader of the mutant movement. To all the viewers at home I would like to apologize as my associate. Mr Forge is now making this feed available on every TV, radio and computer in the world with subtitles in every known language." Scott raises a thick file folder as he looks straight into the camera " This folder in my hand is our own investigation into the Genosha Massacre and I wish to share it with you all. This was not the work of Bolivar Trask as this committee would have you believe. In my hand there is a copy of bill 142 known as the Hero Registration Act formerly known as the Mutant Registration Act. Subsection A-17 reads as though it were a blueprint of what happened . Sentinels created by Mr. Trask and modified by Tony Stark at the request of the United States Government and The United Nations" .

He drops the report on the podium and the sound echos through the crowd before everything erupts in a frenzy and then he continues.

" Therefore I would like to announce the formation of The Mutant Nation Of Utopia. Off the west coast of South America " He could hear the outrage from the crowd but he had a clear point to get across. " We will be a sovereign nation and therefore we shall govern ourselves." He took a sip of water after he coughed slightly " We tried to be heroes and you feared and hated us. We stood the dirty looks and insults and bigotry to save you time and time again and every time you slapped us we turned the other cheek and still saved you. With this genocide we ran out of cheeks and leave you to your own devices"

He could barely breathe as he turned and walked to the waiting car.