Disclaimer: Those pesky comic book people stole my idea then travelled back in time to make it look like they thought of it.  As for those double-crossing movie bastards… ooh this room's so nice with its squishy walls!

Dedication: Don't tell me what I don't wanna know Lindsay.

Author's Note: You lot are so lucky I'm a skiver.  Anyway, Justine says Gambit's gonna be in the new flick, I reckon they should hire Wes Bentley, or Seth Green (if they give him a box, no offence).  What do you lot think?  By the way I'm really not looking forward to posting the next few chapters, you're gonna totally hate me, so don't be surprised if I'm a scaredy cat and don't post for a while.

Chapter 10: Revelations.

Logan walked into the professor's office for once in his life unsure how to play things.  He was glad to be back, but the circumstances of his return were less than ideal.  He knew his news would crush the professor and far reaching consequences.  But, while he knew not saying it wouldn't change anything, keeping quiet made him feel as if it wasn't real.

"Logan, welcome back."

"Professor, I have to tell you something, it's of major importance to you."

"Well it's good to know you're as blunt as ever.  You'd better say."

"An underground army of mutants has been forming since Magneto's defeat.  They plan to declare war on humans and any mutant who tries to protect them.  Namely the X-men."

"This is nothing new, we faced Magneto and defeated him.  We shall do the same to this bunch, should the time arise."

"That's not what's been worrying me sir."  Logan said cautiously and with more respect than usual.

"Well what is it?"  The professor was starting to worry; he'd never seen the other man so scared, not even when Rogue went missing.

"They're being led by," He paused gathering all the strength he could to say the next three words, the ones that would change everything.  "Mimesis and Leviathan."

The professor's eyes flamed.  "YOU'RE LYING, GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!"

Logan left, shutting the door and leaning against it, tears welling in his eyes.  He hadn't wanted to tell him, hurt him, but he'd had to.

The professor was stunned, it couldn't be, they wouldn't do this.  His wife and son wouldn't turn on him and the human race; they weren't capable of it, were they?  He didn't know.  Unsure what to do, he placed his head in his hands and cried; it was all he could do.