The highly rated show 'The X-Men: Classified' returns for the second half of it's season, and with assurances from the Producers that the schedule conflicts are being taken care of, there are high hopes for this half of the season!
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Season One, Episode Twelve
The Darkness in the Shadows
In the Danger Room
"Golden boy, I swear to God if you don't actually get off your arse and try I will kill you," Matt swore as he dived out of the way of the incoming laser beam, and Daniel, yelping, followed.
"I am trying!" he frowned.
"This is a laser shooting robot!" Kitty frowned in agreement with Matt. "You should be able to take it apart with one shot!"
Daniel closed his eyes, trying to drain some of the energy from the robot, but stopped after half of the energy was out and shot the electricity at the robot. It made it stumble for a moment, but it continued forward. "Sorry!"
"That's it!" Matt turned away from the robot and towards Daniel. With a quick motion of his hand, Daniel froze, wide eyed, looking around.
"Hey!" Daniel swung his hands around, and it wasn't until Logan leaped on top of him and shoved him out of the way from a laser beam that was headed directly towards him that Matt relented and returned his senses.
"This is supposed to be about teamwork, bub! If this was really out there in the field, you could of gotten him killed!" growled Logan.
"Well maybe we could of gotten killed if we have to keep saving him because he refuses to actually try!" Matt shot back.
"Keep running your mouth, bigshot! I'd love to have another round against you in the Danger Room!" Logan shot out his claws menacingly.
"Logan!" Jean scowled, walking over to them with Ororo, Scott, Hank and the Professor coming to talk to the students. "There's other ways to do this without threatening their health."
"But that's my favorite way," he grumbled, retracting his claws.
"What did you think that you were doing?" Scott asked Matt, arms crossed.
"I was convincing him that he needed to put in the same amount of effort as the rest of us," Matt shrugged.
The rest of the team walked over, Kurt bamfing to them. "Are ve done?"
"I think that someone just guaranteed us another hour," Regina growled.
"I know that it can get annoying, and not everyone is good at working as a team," Ororo spoke placidly. "But we need to try if we are going to survive when we're out in the real world, we need to figure out how to get along."
"Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and once you guys learn that everyone is essential, we'll be that much stronger as a team," the Professor assured them.
Suddenly the entire Danger Room powered down to blackness. Someone screamed, and they could hear the bamf of Kurt's teleportation.
"Matt, if this is you-" Logan started.
"It's not!" he threw up his arms in defense. "You can still hear me. I can't only take away one sense. Besides, I can sort of see you."
"Is this part of the session?" Jubilee asked nervously.
"I am afraid not," the Professor replied.
"Professor," Jean spoke slowly. "Can you-can you sense that?"
"I can," for once, you could hear the quiver of fear in the Professor's voice, and something else...regret.
"If I may ask, sense what?" Hank questioned.
"Hatred," Jean said softly. "So much hatred."
Theme Music: Bet My Life, Imagine Dragons
Wolverine: Hugh Jackman
Rogue: Anna Paquin
Shadowcat: Ellen Page
Professor X: Patrick Stewart
Gambit: Taylor Kitsch
Jubilee: Julia Ling
Nightcrawler: Kodi Smit-Mcphee
Jean Grey: Famke Janssen
Cyclops: James Marsden
Storm: Halle Berry
Iceman: Shawn Ashmore
Colossus: Enver Gjokaj
*Phantom: Colin Morgan (young)
*Bolt: Dylan Sprouse
*Shatter: Hailee Steinfeld
Guest Starring:
Mackenzie Foy as Shadow*
Ian McKellen as Magneto
Kelsey Grammer as Beast
James McAvoy as Young Charles Xavier
Michael Fassbender as Young Magneto
Sophie Turner as Young Jean
Alexandra Shipp as Young Storm
Tye Sheridan as Young Cyclops
Claire Geare as Toddler Shadow*
Sterling Jerins as Child Shadow*
Miss Fletching's Home for Girls
Ten Years Ago
"Caterina is one of our...problem children," Miss Fletching said hesitantly. "The other children are afraid of her, and it seems that she's used that to her own advantage."
"I assume that this is because of her mutation?" Charles asked, rolling alongside Erik.
"Yes...her eyes are quite...unusual, and her personality is not as we expected from a child her age," Miss Fletching answered.
"Has she shown any other abilities?" Erik asked curiously. "I mean, since we've last contacted you."
"None that I've witnessed, but…" Miss Fletching bit her lip. "The other children have reported that she can...kill things. I don't know what they mean, and as far as I know there've been no injuries because of it."
"Thank you," Charles nodded.
"This is her room," Miss Fletching gestured.
"Do you mind if we talk to her alone?" Erik asked. "We want to get a good sense if she's a good...addition to our school."
"Of course. My office is downstairs," she said before disappearing downstairs.
"This is not going to be like Jean. Do you understand me?" Charles spoke clearly, his eyes narrowed.
"I don't know what you mean. I think that Jean turned out perfectly fine," Erik chuckled.
"You know exactly what I mean. I invited you here because I thought that you would be able to relate to this little girl better than I can. We are not using her for her power, we are going to try to give her a family and help her," Charles lectured.
"I think that we should meet her before we go and start making declarations of helping little children," Erik replied as he slid the door open to her room.
The first thing that hit them was a smell of death. It was clear that the women hadn't dared go in here in ages. Dark and rotted fruit littered the room, with a basket of apples in the middle next to a little girl. She turned slowly to face them, and eerie expression on her face. The most shocking was the pitch black eyes.
"What's in your coat?" she said sharply.
"I'm sorry-what?" Erik and Charles exchanged glances. "My name's Erik, and this is Charles. We-"
"I asked what is in your coat," she narrowed her eyes, gripping the apple tighter. "Give me your wallet."
"I don't know why you think that we are just going to hand over money," Charles leaned forward. "I've heard that you are having a hard time here, and I would like to invite you to my school."
Her grip on the apple tightened so much that the juice dripped down the side. From her fingers spread a darkness that surrounded the apple until it spread around the entire thing and it turned pitch black, and was rotten from the inside out until it was completely demolished. "Give me your bloody wallet or I'll do this to you too."
"You like it, don't you?" Erik asked after a moment of silence. "The feeling that being in charge gives you. You like people being afraid of you."
"I like being respected. They didn't want me here. I made them not want to send me away," she smiled wickedly.
"I can help you become more in control of your gift," Charles offered.
"I am in control of my gift. There's nothing that you can offer me," Caterina countered.
"We can get you out of here," Erik said. "These people here, they don't respect you. They don't understand your potential. So you can stay here with them, grow up with them fearing you but never moving forward, or you can come back with us and we can teach you how to be the best you can be, the most powerful."
Charles gave Erik a look-his methods of persuasion weren't what he would've used. But this girl had one of the darkest minds that he'd ever seen, and a gift that could be incredible powerful. He definitely didn't want her on the wrong side.
"I'll come. But that doesn't mean that I'll stay," Caterina decided.
"Great," Charles forced a smile.
Danger Room
Present Time
"Can someone try and get some light?" Kitty asked, irritable.
Gambit pulled out a card, charging it and giving off a brief moment of light. Jubilee joined him, lighting up some fireworks with her fingers. Catching on, Daniel shot out some lightning, hitting the lights until they powered up. "See?" he turns to Matt. "I can be helpful."
"Yeah, well," he shrugged. "Can we get out of here?"
Logan turns to the door, only to find that it was not only locked, but had steel reinforcing behind it. "What's going on? Bobby, tell me that this isn't one of your pranks."
"I swear, it wasn't!" he raised his hands in defense. "Why would I purposely make my Danger Room session longer?"
Matt looked at the ground, then back up at the still pitch black control room. Dread and realization seeped in to him as he noticed the blackness crawling across the ground to the other mutants.
"Is there anyway to access the emergency controls from in here?" Jean asked.
"If we can get through the hidden control panels, then we could probably unlock it," suggested Scott.
"Perfect," Ororo nodded. "Logan, you stay here and make sure the kids don't do anything stupid. Jean, Scott and I will go and take a look at the control panel."
"I ain't a babysitter-" started Logan when a loud whirring of machines started up.
"Hello, family," a voice seethed from above. "Remember me? Probably not, after all a power hungry asshole practically deleted me from existence. As you can see-I'm back, bitches," everyone exchanged looks, nervous. "You probably seem confused, and you'll want to ask Charles about those missing memories. But first, why don't you guys have some fun? These Danger Room sessions, they seem pretty exciting. Not that I would know, that's just another thing that I've got taken away from me. But they don't seem very...dangerous. You're supposed to be trained for the real world. This isn't the real world. I think that I'll give you a taste of what the real world is, and you can ask yourselves, 'doesn't Charles Xavier trust me with reality?' I think you'll find that the answer is quite obvious-he doesn't. Now why don't we get this game started?"
Monsters and creatures of the night began to descend down upon the X-Men. "Professor-" Jean started, telekinetically blasting a few of the creatures away from them. "Who is that?"
"She was a student here. I'm afraid that she is quite angry with the measures I took to protect people from her," he replied, looking up at the control room. "Even if I was trying to protect her from herself."
Commercial Break
The Institute
Around Seven Years Ago
"People don't understand us. That's why we need to teach them," the Professor explained.
"But what if they don't listen to us then? I mean, you've seen what they've done before," Caterina argued.
"Not all of people out there are like that. Some people understand us and don't discriminate," Jean pointed out.
"But not the majority. The majority want to burn us at the stake. If we're going to keep going on like this so oppressed that we can't even breathe," Caterina gripped her own chair tightly, and Jean's chair started to rot out a little bit until the Professor cleared his throat. Glaring, Caterina let go of her chair, and Jean's chair returned to its original state..
"Caterina, may I speak with you for a moment?" the Professor asked.
"What, was I not clear enough?" she shot up and out the door, the Professor following.
Once they were out the door, Caterina pulled out an apple from who-knows-where, letting the darkness spread in and out of it. "Caterina, I know how you feel about people, but you can't take out your anger on other students."
"They pity me. It's disgusting," she spat. "I could take them all out with my eyes closed."
"Caterina!" scolded the Professor. "You need to recognize that we're all equal. If you keep acting the way that you are, if you head down this path, I will be forced to stop you."
"Stop me? What are you going to do? If it weren't for you, I'd still be out there in the world, and I'd be getting things done," Caterina dropped the now black apple and disappeared into the wall as a shadow.
The Professor sighed, rolling back into the classroom to dismiss the students. Jean and Ororo walked out moments after, talking amongst themselves. "I always regret starting a conversation with Caterina. It usually ends with her threatening to kill me," Jean sighed.
"Did she this time?" asked Ororo.
"Not directly, but did you see what she started to do to my chair? I think that we need to try and help her before she gets worse," Jean considered.
"She's only what, nine? Ten? Maybe it's just a phase," Ororo guessed, but Jean shook her head.
"I don't think so. I remember when Charles and Erik went to go adopt her and brought her home years ago. We were all excited that we had a little girl coming that young. We thought she'd be cute and we could play with her, but the second she opened her mouth we realized how wrong we were," Jean stopped walking, now thinking aloud. "I think that maybe it has something to do with her first few years. Before she came here. I mean, one look into her mind and you can see that she has a photographic memory, and there they didn't treat her very well. It's almost like they were encouraging her to be scary, and if that's all the experience that she has with other people, it's no wonder she hates them so much."
Ororo nodded. "That's why I want to stay here as a teacher. There's so many young students out there in the world just like her. I want to help them."
"I almost feel bad for her," agreed Jean. "I wish that I had a way to help her. But she doesn't let anyone get close."
"Except Erik, last time that he was here. Those two are as thick as thieves, and she actually seemed to respect him," Ororo noted.
"I didn't think that was possible, for her to respect someone like that. And I'm not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing," Jean shrugged before walking off with Ororo. Caterina's shadow appeared briefly on the wall, as if she were pressing her hands against it, and the wood where her hands were rotted away.
Danger Room
Present Day
"What does she mean, missing memories?" asked Kurt. "Did we know zis girl?"
"No, no," the Professor assured them. "You never knew Caterina. Most of you didn't, only a few knew her when she went to school here, and that was around a decade ago."
"So we knew her?" Scott asked. "She would've went her around the same time that we did. Did we know her? Were we friends with her?"
"No, she was much much younger when you knew her. She would be around the kids age," the Professor responded, guilty.
"Uh, guys," Rogue interrupted, literally ripping one of the creatures in half. "Ah think that we have bigger problems. Maybe ask about your missin' memories after we stop the monsters?"
"She is right," Ororo closed her eyes, then opened them once more, this time pure white as she summoned the winds and lightning to destroy the creatures.
"You must'a really done somethin' horrid to make her hate you dis much," Gambit pointed out with a smirk.
"Stop chattin' and start fightin'!" Rogue explained, flying in front of him to rip apart another creature.
More and more creatures started descending upon Jean, almost as if they all hated her. Cyclops let loose a few beams that pushed them away, and Jean herself used telekinesis to keep them at bay, but more just kept coming. It wasn't until Regina screamed out, "Dios maldita sea! Why is she so freaking angry!" and a frequency that was so high that it caused all of the X-Men to cover their ears and the monsters explode that they stopped coming down in waves. "And I can see that they're all coming after you," she turned to Jean. "So whatever happened back then, you must've done something awful, because she seems to hate you the most."
"Professor?" Jean asked. "I don't think that we can stop her unless we have our memories back. We don't even know what she wants from us."
"I do," Matt finally spoke up. "I know what she wants."
"Oh yeah?" Logan walked closer to him. "And what would that be, bub?"
"She wants you guys to fear her," he turned to Charles. "And she wants you to regret ever locking her up."
Commercial Break
"You knew that she was going to do this?" Logan unsheathed his claws, walking towards Matt.
"You had a little girl locked up in here?" Ororo interrupted, shocked. "Whatever could she of done to make it go to such drastic measures?"
"I promise you, I will return your memories and explain everything, but first I need to talk to Matt," the Professor turned to him. "Did she come to you or did you find her?" he asked.
Matt looked from the Professor to Logan, who was staring at him menacingly. "I, uh, she came to me. When Rin was sick and you wouldn't let me in to see her. She offered to go in and see her for me, if I never told anyone that I had talked to her. She was just a shadow then."
"Did she ask for something in return? Like maybe information on something, or someone?" he prompted.
"No, she seemed pretty adept at getting information on her own," Matt thought back. "She gave me a grocery list of things to get for her. And she asked that I called her Shadow instead of her real name. The only reason I knew her real name was because I overheard you talking on the phone about her, and I connected the dots."
"I was lucky to find her when I did. She had gotten sick, and was near exhaustion in one of the back hallways. She was easily subdued then, because she was sick...I never dreamed that she had gotten out again. I checked on her, and whenever I did she was doing what she was supposed to," the Professor sighed.
"Maybe she didn't like being locked up like that," Matt suggested. "I mean, we can tell that she's a bit angry about being erased. Can you blame her?"
"I kind of agree with Matt," Bobby said. "Not only was she erased from everyone's memories, but she was locked away from the world."
"Her powers were to become and create darkness, and she could also demolish and deteriorate organic material," the Professor explained. "Combine that with her rather bitter personality, she would make a formidable foe."
"What exactly did she do, Charles?" Jean asked softly. "Why does she hate us so much? Did we do something to her to cause her to retaliate?"
"No, you never did anything to cause her harm," Charles assured her, only to be interrupted by Shadow's menacing voice.
"I think that it's time to stop talking," if possible she sounded even angrier. "I don't appreciate being muffled like a dog, put out like a candle that your afraid will burn down the house. It's suffocating. Maybe you should see how it feels."
Smoke poured into the room, but it wasn't normal. It didn't burn as much as it cut off the air and darkened the room. Invisible creatures attacked them, causing the students to fight out against the air.
"Professor-" Jubilee choked out between attacks. "Just because her main plan isn't to kill us, it doesn't mean that we aren't going to die if we don't do something soon."
"I can try to teleport us out of here!" Nightcrawler offered, but the second he said that, a machine fell from the air, landing on top of him, then securing itself around his neck.
"If you so much as attempt to use your powers, this will electrocute you until your teammates go deaf from your screams. Attempt to have blondie deactivate it with his powers, it will explode, killing everyone in this room. Sorry if that in anyway inconveniences your epic escape plan," Shadow announced dryly.
Rogue flew up to the roof of the Danger Room, trying to get some air, but she'd barely taken a breath when she darted out of the way of what seemed to be generating the invisible creatures. Ripping it out from the wall, she shouted a brief, "Look out!" before dropping it down.
"Well…" Gambit nodded approvingly. "Dat will certainly make things easier."
"We still have the smoke to deal with, but I can take turns, taking people up there to get air," she offered.
"Good idea," Jean nodded. "Take the other students first, Ororo can help while the Professor explains everything."
The Institute
Around Seven Years Ago
Paint it Black cover by Vanessa Carlton plays over next few scenes
Jean opened her eyes hazily, looking around the dark room. "What-what's going on? Where am I?" blinking some more, she tried to recall how she'd gotten here. The last thing she remembered she'd been on her way to her room when...suddenly it hit her like a brick. Caterina had knocked her out with chloroform. It wasn't very clear, all she remembered was seeing a shadow on the wall and feeling cloth pressed against her face, but it couldn't be anyone else. The little girl...maybe it was a misunderstanding. Maybe she thought it was a shapeshifter, or she had a good reason for it.
Shimmering out of the shadows, Caterina appeared, a small knife in her hand. "Took you long enough. I was worried that your tiny little brain couldn't handle that much chloroform. Glad that you're awake."
"Caterina? What's going on? Where are we?" Jean tried to sit up, but her head pounded, and her wrists were bound. "What are you doing?"
"I heard you and Storm talking, and I am so sick of it," she strutted closer to Jean, twirling the knife. "I hate you guys so bloody much. Why do you keep looking down on me? Why do you think that I can't have a single logical thought? 'Oh, it's just because of her past', like I'm a human that got bit by a dog and now I'm afraid of going near one. I have reasons, and I'm right. Even if my parents did keep me and not brand me as a sign for the devil, I would feel the same way."
"No, you wouldn't," Jean sighed, trying and failing to get up. "You're in pain, and I understand. Let the Professor and I help you. Please," she begged.
Caterina slashed Jean's arm with her knife. "I am not 'in pain', I am not a broken girl for you to fix. I will inflict the pain. I will not be the oppressed any longer, I will be the oppressor. They can know how it feels."
"Know how what feels, Caterina?" Jean asked.
Caterina didn't know quite how to answer that. She wasn't afraid of them, that wasn't the word she'd use...it was like they were suffocating her, and it just made her angrier and angrier until she felt like she was going to explode. From the other side of the spectrum was people like Jean, who smothered her and swaddled her like a child. Like all of her views were just pure emotion, like she was unable to have any logic at all. Like she was weak and needed to be protected. It was sickening. "Know how it feels to not be able to breathe!" she exclaimed, clutching Jean's arm suddenly. Jean screamed out in pain as a dark decay spread out from Caterina's fingers.
"Caterina-stop it!" Jean tried to pull away, but Caterina tightened her grip, the decay spreading even further.
"What's going on? Jean?" Scott banged on the door from the other side.
"Shit, how did he-" Caterina gathered herself, letting go of Jean. "Never mind. Come with me," Caterina unlocked Jean from her chair, supporting Jean and walking over to the wall. Reaching her hand into it, she began to dissolve into shadow, pulling Jean in with her.
"Caterina, please, stop it-" Jean tried again, but Caterina interrupted her.
"Are you afraid now? Do you still think that I'm a broken little girl with emotional problems?" Caterina spat out.
"No," Jean replied, gathering enough energy to blast Caterina away and against the wall, where she landed, half shadow, half not, although the darkness seemed to spread across the open side of her face. "I think that you're a sick, delusional little girl who needs medical help."
As she said that, Scott's laser beams burst through the wall, he barged in towards Jean. "What's going on? Caterina, what are you doing?"
"I hate you!" Caterina screeched, lunging at them, her hands trailing darkness. Scott moved as if to send out another laser, but stopped when Caterina froze, a look of pure anger and hatred on her face.
Scott and Jean looked at each other, confused, as the Professor wheeled in. "I'm sorry Jean. I didn't ever think that she would…" he looked down. "Scott, can you escort her to the Med Bay? I'll take care of Caterina."
Scott nodded, glaring at Caterina before disappearing out the door. Caterina tried to move, but it was useless. She could feel the Professor's control's inside her mind, wrapping around her and holding her tight so she couldn't move. "Charles…" she spat out. "You...can't...do...anything. The world is too broken for you and your peaceful notions to fix."
"I took you in like a daughter," Charles sighed. "I raised you...I don't know where I went wrong with you. There's so much anger and hatred in you...I'm sorry that I couldn't help you."
"You didn't raise me!" Caterina choked out. "You brainwashed me! Tried to make me grow up like you, a pacifist who can't do anything!"
"Caterina…" Charles looked pained, but touched his fingers to his temple. "Go down into the lock up room. Stay there. I will give you food and lessons, but don't leave."
Obediently she walked out of the room, her expression now slack, but fury burning behind her eyes. Charles stayed where he was for a few moments before following.
Commercial Break
Danger Room
Present Day
Migraine by Twenty One Pilots plays until End Credits
"There you go," Charles dropped his hand. "There are all of the memories that I took from you. I'm sorry, but I had to. What she did...it was emotionally scarring for everyone."
"You...you erased all of that?" Jean asked, shocked. "All of those memories...just taken away, like that? Professor, you know that I respect you more than anyone, but I don't see why you had to make us forget all of that."
"At the time, I convinced myself that it was all for your own good. But now I can see that it was because I was ashamed. I had real hope in her, and she ending up being exactly what I stand against. For that I am sorry," he looked back up towards the control center.
Storm and Rogue flew down, carrying Kurt and Gambit respectively. "That was fun," Gambit winked, and Rogue groaned.
"Good lord. The smoke seems to be stopping, so that's good. Did the Professor tell the whole story so we at least know what we're up against?" Rogue asked, brushing herself off.
"Yes," Ororo nodded. "The Professor, I believe that the child is just upset. Maybe if we could just talk to her-"
"But last time when we tried to just talk to her she tried to kill Jean," Scott pointed out.
Matt looked back up at the control panel. The girl that he had met seemed unusually angry, and hateful towards the world, not to mention overly sarcastic and bitter, but from what they were describing, she was downright psychotic. He would talk to her, except now it seemed like it was a bit of a risk to his personal health.
"Guys, as fun as it is trying to find a non-violent answer to this soap opera, but I think that a round three is coming," Regina pointed out. In the distance, Caterina had opened the vents from the control room just enough so smoke could come out. Instead of suffocating them, the second that it touched the trees on the surrounding edge of the room, they rotted and decayed until they were completely destroyed.
"Um…" Jubilee looked from the trees to the Professor. "That is not good."
"I thought you said that she didn't want to kill us?" Kitty shouted towards Matt.
"She said that she didn't! I don't know what is-" suddenly there was a great groaning, the walls folding in and then pulling out.
"Magneto!" Logan exclaimed.
"How do you know that this isn't just some new aspect of her powers?" Regina asked.
"Because," Logan groaned. "I can't move."
The master of magnetism floated down in to the room on the magnetic waves through a hole in the wall that he created. A moment later, the wall of the control center burst open, dragging Caterina out, wrapped in metal so tightly it looked as if she could barely breathe. "Well, Charles my old friend, I'm glad to see that you still require my help."
"Erik," Charles sighed. "Glad to see that you received my message."
"I am more distracted by the fact that you were overpowered by Caterina, when, as I believe you phrased it, 'you had her under control'?" Erik looked from Caterina to the rest of the students. "Were all of you really so trapped in here where you couldn't escape?"
"Caterina wouldn't allow it. On multiple occasions she even attempted to kill us," explained the Professor. Shadow attempted to create more of the life-destroying smoke, but Magneto simply tightened his hold on her.
"You know how I felt about you locking up a student with such potential. I'm guessing that she agreed with me that it was a bad idea?" Magneto chuckled.
"Erik, this is not the time for joking. I appreciate your help, and I think that you and I should go and discuss in private what we shall do to help Caterina," the Professor turned to the students. "You may all return to your rooms. Needless to say, classes are cancelled for the rest of the day."
Slowly the other students trickled out of the Danger Room, all casting glances at Shadow. The last of leave was Jean, who stared at her for a few moments before dragging herself away. Once the room was empty, the Professor turned to Shadow once more. "Do you have any suggestions?" he asked Magneto after a moment of silence.
"Well, I'll say what I said before. I always hate to let go of such potential," he looked over Shadow.
"Why not let me go with him?" Shadow spit out. "You know as well as I do that I've always respected him more, and I'll be out of his hair," the Professor didn't say anything, thinking. "What, afraid that with him I'll actually be able to use my powers for once? Instead of being locked up?"
"I promise that she'll be safe with me, if that's what you're afraid of," Magneto chuckled.
"I am more afraid of the safety of others, if she were to go with you. Your methods are much different than mine, and I am afraid that her skill may result in a much higher mortality rate," Charles Xavier explained.
"What other choice do you have?" Shadow asked.
"Caterina-" he started.
"Shadow," she automatically corrected, narrowing her eyes.
"Shadow," the word felt bitter on his tongue, and he paused, thinking of how to phrase what he wanted to say next. "When you go with him, should we meet on the battlefield, you will not be on our side. I hope you do not expect us to go any easier on you-"
"That's the entire point. I go on the 'enemy side', we fight for different things. Sometimes we meet and fight. People get hurt. Sorry that you can't see the world in your rose tinted glasses anymore," she spoke with venom, leaning towards him through her metal trap.
"I am sorry that it had to end this way, Caterina," the Professor bowed his head.
"I'm not," was all she said in reply as Magneto undid her bounds and she exited the room with him.
"See you some other time, Charles," Magneto bid farewell, tipping his head. As the two left, all that Charles Xavier could feel was a bitter disappointment and sadness as two lost friends and opportunities walked out the door.
End Credits
Promo for Next Episode 'Fairytales':
More of Gambit's past catches up to him when a mysterious force begins to take out the mutant haters one by one.