(A/N: Sorry about the repeated binge uploads, sometimes I pump out a few chapters and forget to upload them as I go along...)

Much to Lucy's pleasure, Xavier stayed at home for the next two weeks. He worked with the spiders on making materials, teaching them how to weave, it was easiest to just give the directions to Catherine and just have her relay them. They had begun making a large amount of clothes and fabrics.

Xavier stirred. He crawled out from his covers and went to the bedroom door where Ian was standing, "Someone at the front door for you." Ian said softly before walking away. Ian had been getting more and more vampiric by the day, more and more pale, stronger and stronger, he slept less and less.

Xavier walked to the door, "Yes?"

"Hey boss."

"Flash?" Xavier asked.

"Yup, well, you know that mysterious signal you asked me to investigate a few days ago?"

"Get to it."

"Well... You're not gonna believe me but... Aliens." Flash said.

"So... What happened?" Xavier asked him.

"We got beamed up, but me and a few other people who had been kidnapped took over the ship... And then we got attacked by another ship, but we were able to defend it... So... Well, we have a giant space laser now." Flash chuckled.

Xavier sighed, went inside to get a terminal, carrying it to flash and plugging it into his helmet. He assumed Flash had been kidnapped and given hallucinogenics. The recording played out as Flash has said. Xavier blinked twice, "Well... I'm glad I didn't send you to investigate this before we crushed the Enclave. We would have destroyed their base without knowing that's where they made their new armor. Good work..." He pondered who should be told about this technology. Rothchild was the one who was bitching about not having enough technology to tinker with, "Go get Rothchild, and take him up there." Xavier waved him off.

Shortly after Rothchild showed up at his door, "Xavier, what is the meaning of this, do you really expect me to trust and go with this... This... Local?!" Rothchild fumed.

"The chain that binds Rothchild, the chain that binds, you may not like it, but he is higher ranked than you. And I want you on this mission because you want it. Alien tech? Now shut up and go categorize Alien energy rifles." Xavier ordered.

Rothchild breathed in slowly, "Very well" He nodded to Xavier and went with Flash.