Chapter 7: Chaos and New Enemies

Magic fizzed around madly.

Green eyes burned with fury.

"I'll kill you!"

Naruto could not recall the last time that he had been so tired before. He could tell that the fight with Juggernaut had left his chakra depleted and his body strained to the point that he was barely able to dodge the aftereffects of the girl's energy bolts. Her hexes had a maddening unpredictability to them. Wolverine had tried to sneak up on her but was sent flying back by Storm's lightning, the girl's hex functioning in such a manner that it practically defied all probability.

Naruto grunted, "First Franklin and now you." Wanda attacked him first, flinging a bolt of hexed energy towards him. Naruto jumped back out of the way, chakra enhanced speed allowing him to twist his body and dash in one fluid motion. She was ill-prepared for his counter but that accursed spell of hers seemed to have a mind of its own. Sharp metallic tendrils shot at him from behind, they avoided his truth-seeking balls and continued on their path as if they were homing missiles.

Naruto flipped around, slamming his hand onto the ground and summoning an earth dome around him. The tendrils burrowed into the dome and just before they pierce into his body, he used Amenotejikare to swap places with Wanda. The girl's pained scream echoed all across the room, everyone stopped fighting as they looked on in shock at what Naruto had just done.

A dozen or so metallic spears pierced into her body, her green eyes widened, blood poured from her mouth and onto the ground.

H—How come she was here?

"No!" Mystique roared out, her hands grasped the bony spears holding her hostage and in a show of athleticism or luck dodged Storm's lightning. It took her a mere moment to reach Wanda, she glared angrily over her shoulder, "Are you insane? Are you trying to kill her?"

"Just like you were trying to kill us? If it were not for me, Juggernaut would have killed everyone in this place."

Mystique felt the boy's energy flare-up, it was as dark as the abyss and it hung around everyone in the room like a bloody mantle. Mystique had always prided herself in keeping composure even when faced with death, and yet her body froze stricken with fear that glittered her slitted eyes. She had never felt so much murderous intent in her life.

"Enough, Naruto." Xavier muttered, "You need to calm yourself."

"You are too forgiving, Professor. They walked into your home, destroyed it and you want to let them walk away." Naruto said sharply. "They must understand that such an invasion will not be tolerated again. I—no, we will not be so merciful next time."

"I agree with Blonde." Logan growled, shaking an unconscious Avalanche from his arms, "They'll just come back, Magneto won't be so trigger happy if we send Mystique in a—"

"No!" The Professor said curtly. And sourly. "We aren't executioners, this is not our way. If we allow ourselves to be corrupted by vengeance, we are no better than Magneto. No better than the humans that hunt us." He had seen what would become of them if Mutants had followed Magneto's radical path, he could not let happen. The world could not withstand a war between two species, another dance of bloodied ideals and vengeance would doom them all.

Naruto grimaced, as he made his way to Wanda's still form. He had not intended to kill anyone, he preferred to simply scare them from trying such an act again. The Brotherhood had all but been captured by the members of the X-Men, Pietro was unconscious, Toad was hanging from the ceiling by his long amphibious tongue, the Blob was being held in a telekinetic bubble and Logan had hammered Avalanche mercilessly across the yard before the walking earthquake could topple the building onto their heads.

And finally, Wanda. The girl who had been the one to defeat the X-Men was mortally wounded by her own hex. Naruto could feel her suffering and her pain, his empathetic abilities had grown exponentially during his tutelage under Xavier. He did the only thing that he could by placing his Yang seal onto the girl's stomach and allowing his chakra to flow into her. Metal tentacles were slowly pushed out of her body as the once open sores began to close up.

"What are you?" Mystique asked, unable to grasp just how powerful Naruto was. She had met her fair share of powerful mutants but in the brief time she had observed him, he had shown more powers than everyone present. What sort of monster in man's flesh was this boy? Xavier didn't have any idea of the treasure he had in his possession. A mutant with such versatility was unheard of, she would have to report this to Magneto. "So much power and yet you remain a slave to Xavier's cause." She spat out onto the ground in anger.

"Do not presume too much, woman," Naruto said sharply, "I am not forced to do anything's bidding that is after all more of your ilk's mode of action. Charles and I share something of a vision but where I differ is—" Red eyes spun madly in Mystique's vision and she felt rooted to where she stood; her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth and the hairs on her skin prickled upwards as her entire world devolved into the void. "—I am not so merciful." Mystique was struck mute, a silent scream played upon her lips before she crumpled onto the ground in a motionless heap.

Naruto grabbed the shapeshifter by the scruff of her neck and threw her towards the Brotherhood, "Be gone now unless you wish to suffer your master's fate." There was barely any discussion, their defeat had been so assured despite the fact that they had been winning before Naruto's arrival. Heads hung low, they marched out of the largely demolished mansion, nursing injuries and their broken pride. It was funny just how thin the margin between victory and defeat was, between life and death.

"You placed her in a psychic coma?" Xavier asked, wheeling towards Kurt's still form, grimacing at the mangled shape his arm was in.

Naruto shrugged, "I did no such thing that was her body's natural reaction to dealing with sensory overload." The Professor's eyes hardened, it would speak to insanity to confront Naruto after what had befallen his students. 'Naruto is right—I cannot allow such a thing to happen again.' He would have to go on the offensive for once, and he knew just how to do it.

Healing the body was a matter of ease for someone with Naruto's abilities, but matters of the mind proved far too great for him. Naruto watched the mute students sulk and shiver as they discussed what happened during the battle.

"I failed." Cyclops stood wringing his hands. "I thought that they had come to assist us in defeating Juggernaut but—" He cast a side-eye towards Kurt and Rogue who had sustained the majority of the injuries in the skirmish. Rogue had been the first to be ambushed, he assumed it was Mystique who had planned to take her out first but to do it in such a grotesque fashion. "I had not expected them to turn on us."

Ororo glared at the boy, "I believe it was I who made the judgement to bring them into the Plane. The responsibility lies solely on my shoulders."

"That would have been the doing of young Wanda." Charles's soft voice echoed in front of them, "She has a talent in bending the minds of others, not so much different from Telepathy. But that isn't what is important, you all fought bravely and that's all that matters."

"Then why did we lose," Jean whispered.

"Wanda Maximoff is an Omega class mutant." Charles said grimly, meeting her eyes, "Unfortunately, like her father, her power seems to encompass something that is present in all of our lives. The law of entropy is such that over time all systems will descend into chaos, Wanda simply speeds up the process."

Storm's eyes widened, "You mean to say she is a Warper." The shock that was plastered on Jean and Scott alarmed some of the younger students who were unfamiliar with the term.

"Not quite on the level of Franklin," Naruto nodded, "But from what I have observed, her ability to manipulate chaos allows her to bend the rules of reality a little. Thankfully, she is untrained and is only able to use her powers as a projectile otherwise none of you would have been to put a fight."

"Naruto is correct. Luck was on your side today, Wanda is capable of far more destruction than any of you are privy to." A voice spoke from the ground, the world spun and twisted in a mirror-like fashion before it spat out one Dr Stephen Strange. "I am afraid the only recourse is to seal her. She is far too powerful to allow to roam freely."

"That will not happen, Stephen." Charles said with some clear frustration, "Erik would destroy the city if you ever tried to do that. For now, Wanda is not to be touched."

Naruto agreed, "Order is the foremost aspect taught in Fuinjutsu, without it, the effect would be unpredictable and incredibly dangerous." He remembered quite clearly the words of Ero-Sennin about sealing and why most Shinobi never bothered learning it. "Her powers would likely disrupt your array and cause it to backfire."

Strange hummed, twirling his moustache in contemplation. "What do you propose then?" Admittedly he was not as experienced with seals as Naruto was, his theory about the degeneration of the runic array over time was somewhat accurate. However, there was the added problem of Magneto, the master of magnetism wasn't the type to take grievances lying down.

"Best to let sleeping dogs lie, doc." Naruto replied, "Besides we're not in exactly the best situation to go after them anyway." True to his words, the Institute and indeed the woods surrounding had been largely destroyed, razed to the ground by the uncontrolled skirmish that had happened an hour ago.

"Oh, this." Dr Strange's eyes twinkled with mirth, twisting his hands in an anti-clockwise motion, a green gem peaked from within the necklace on his neck. "It should only take a minute." Slowly but surely all the debris began to return to their original form, stones reverted back to bricks, sand to glass, it was an eye-widened experience as Sorcerer Supreme returned the environment around them back to how it was.

How did he do it?

Naruto was certain it was through the manipulation of localised time, something no one back home had ever been able to accomplish. He shuddered just imagining what Madara or worse Orochimaru could accomplish with such an ability.

"Thank you, Stephen." Charles said cautiously, "If you are ever in need of something. You need only ask."

Strange nodded. "I shall keep that in mind." And with that he spun his hands around in a circular motion, allowing a portal to twist open in a slash of light and vanishing in one seamless motion.

"Um, Professor. Where is Naruto." Kurt asked.

The Professor frowned at the empty spot where Naruto and Strange once stood, he wondered just what the man wanted from Naruto that he was unwilling to discuss with him.

One thing was for certain, Dr Strange wasn't the type to ask for help unless absolutely necessary.

"He escaped." Naruto asked curiously, "I believed he would, but my seal should have held for at least a year."

Strange grimaced, he placed the ashes of the scroll in front of the mirror. Naruto's eyes widened when he felt the echoes of pain and desperation that reverberated from his seal. "He hurt himself." Naruto muttered in shock, "I've never felt anyone so afraid that they would damage their own soul to escape."

"I have felt a shift recently," Strange drew a deep breath. He was beginning to look . . . no longer calm, but uneasy. "Rare and powerful magical objects are appearing all around the world, in the hands of criminals who wouldn't think twice about sacrificing their soul for more power. The walls between the mystical and the mundane are falling. That is why Nightmare was afraid."

Naruto raised an eyebrow, "But Nightmare is immortal. He cannot be killed, what could possibly make him afraid."

"I am not sure, but I found an artefact that I thought you might be familiar with." He pointed to a group of broken fragments on the table, "They are in Japanese—Belonged to the Amatsu-Kami if I am not mistaken." To Dr Strange, they appeared as nothing but rubble inscribed with Kanji, but Naruto fitted them together deftly, making a circular stone looking object.

"I don't know what it is, but it's filled with natural energy."

Strange grasped the object and inspected it, he had spent weeks trying to fuse the fragments together with his magic but to no avail. And Naruto had done it with his bare hands, no magic was needed for it to become whole. "So, it was as I thought, you are indeed chosen by the Shinto." He traced the runes on the disk, letting the energy flow through him. "It's made from sunstone and likely came from the Sengoku Period. I suspect it is a key for something."

"A key to…?"

Naruto's question was met with Strange simply waving the object like a lunatic, the man's spells always involved a lot of gesturing. "I have no idea," He passed the rune back to Naruto, his lips quirked upwards in an amused smile when the disk began to react in Naruto's hand. "But it seems to be directing you to its treasure."

Naruto looked at the black and red stone in his hand glowing with greater intensity, a harsh pull from his navel indicated that it was drawing upon not his chakra but Kurama's. 'That . . . that's impossible.' He thought. There shouldn't have been any object designed to function with chakra on this planet, but he had found one. He smiled at the Sorcerer, "I will work on trying to uncover the meaning of the runes. I-Thank You, doc."

Doctor Strange raised a quizzical eyebrow as if he had not understood the hidden meaning behind Naruto's words. "It's safer in your hands besides, it would have just been rotting away in my collection anyway."

Naruto nodded, he opened a rift by his side and stored the object away in one of his pocket dimensions. Strange gave him a card that would summon him back to the Sanctum before he departed. By the time he exited the Sorcerer's home, his mind was spinning for the maze of corridors and shifting rooms. It was like the building was alive, and worse, messing with him as he tried to leave.

Finding himself once more in the city of New York, Naruto contemplated what he should do before heading back towards the Xavier Institute. Night fell as he walked through a dozen or so streets unconsciously making his way to Manhattan. The city folk stood in bunches, talking and staring at him as he passed them onto the street. He wondered for a moment if this all due to his unique facial features or if Jessica had told the truth and he had indeed become something of a famous figure. 'Oh shit.' Naruto thought as he saw a group of excitable teenagers making their way towards him. Their approach was halted by the revving of a loud engine, and a sleek convertible parked right beside him.

"Get in." Johnny Storm smirked at his fellow blonde with a knowing expression.

Naruto hopped over the door and plopped himself on the comfortable leather seat. It barely took Johnny a second later to drive off. "I thought I spotted you," He said as he gazed at Naruto's form, "I see you still haven't gotten used to our fashion yet."

Naruto grunted, "I just got into a fight with an unstoppable Juggernaut and a temperamental teenager who can manipulate reality."

"The Juggernaut?" Johnny asked, shocked. "You fought that monster, and you look like that." There wasn't a single tear in Naruto's flowing black and yellow robes but that was a testament to Naruto's chakra rather than the strength of his garments.

"Where are we going?" Naruto asked as they passed the Baxter Building.

Johnny simply grinned, "Ever been to a masquerade before." He shook his head, though he had a feeling that whatever it was wouldn't be to his taste.

"You'll love it," Johnny replied.

Naruto very much doubted that would be the case.

Mystique awoke with a start, bleary eyes barely making out the familiar ceiling of her living room. "What happened?" She groaned out, not particularly sure if anyone was by her side.

"We got our ass's beat that's what happened." Toad said unhelpfully.

"Shut up Toad," Pietro sneered, "Your plan failed, Mystique. Magneto came here and took Wanda to wherever it is he is holed up."

"We almost succeeded you know, if that bastard didn't appear out of nowhere," Lance argued. "But you could have warned us that Xavier had someone like him on his side."

Mystique shivered, pulling her blanket tightly over her body as she recalled the technique that the boy had used on her. It felt so real, Mystique could have sworn that she had died a hundred times in that world. "I—I underestimated Xavier; it won't happen again." She felt weak and lightheaded, yet strangely resolute in her words.

Pietro remained unconvinced; he was after all the only one on this team that had not been recruited by Mystique. "And how do you propose we beat them." He raised his broken hand wrapped in a homemade cast, "He was toying with us, he could have killed us all and we would have never been able to stop him."

"And therein lies our…small difficulty," Mystique gazed at her students, her yellow eyes unblinking and filled with anger, "Xavier is recruiting powerful mutants at such a speed that soon none of you will be able to compete with the X-Men." It did not help that had it not been for Wanda, the X-Men would have wiped the floor on her young charges. They weren't just better drilled but more cohesive as a unit, even Scott Summers who had always been quick to anger and thus prone to making rash judgements appeared to be in control of himself.

The Blob grunted, "We could take them." Toad and Lance echoed their agreements, "Isn't that right, Pietro?" He asked expectantly.

"You can't," Mystique laughed harshly at them. "I'm not even sure any of you will be able to beat Nightcrawler at the moment, let alone Gray or Storm. The only reason you could even put up a fighting chance was because Wanda was messing with their powers."

"What would you have us do then?" Lance questioned airily.

"I'm going to train all of you until you can't feel your legs," declared Mystique with a sadistic grin, "Magneto will not tolerate another failure and I fear that today's events have worn his patience thin."

She knew that they didn't have the firepower to compete with the X-Men, but that doesn't mean that they were completely outmatched. After all, if history had taught her anything it was that the strongest side did not always win the war. Especially one that was as moralistic as Xavier's.

Hidden away in the bustling nightlife of Manhattan was the Hellfire Club. The Club was located in an antique yet somewhat modern building, it was very out of the way for something that boasted to among the most exclusive places in the world. Johnny mentioned that the only people that were allowed access were models, famous people and those who were rich enough to laden the pockets of the owners with gold.

The bouncer recognised Johnny, he allowed them entry but not before briefly mentioning that someone known as the Dazzler would be performing today.

"Oh! You're going to love her, "Johnny said as he pushed the apprehensive Naruto through the door. "Allie's performances are one of a kind."

Naruto groaned as he was bombarded with an oversaturation of white and gold, finely dressed white stone made up the floor whilst gold decorated almost every part of the foyer. Though this feature lessened as they headed deeper underground, the sound of music thumped louder and louder inside the elevator.

Upon entering the main area of the club, Naruto was surprised by just how many people there were inside the great hall.

Dressed in elegant or casual clothing, models and celebrities alike intermingled with the rich of New York and beyond. Some had chosen to wear masks that covered just a portion of their upper face, not particularly hiding their identity whilst others had chosen to be far more cautious by wearing masks that covered the majority of their features. Naruto was not at all surprised when Johnny slipped him a half mask that barely covered over his eyes and his nose.

Johnny patted Naruto on the back, his eyes had a mischievous glimmer to them. "I'm going to greet some friends, why don't you take this opportunity to get to know some of Manhattan's elite." And just like that, Naruto stood in a hall full of dancing people. Too crowded, he thought; left alone, he might be able to sneak out with Johnny noticing.

He took a seat by the bar and watched in interest as lights shimmered all around the singer on the stage. It was an odd spectacle as the woman used what he assumed was her power to manipulate the light around her to fit the mood of the song.

"You don't look too comfortable, is the party not up to your standards." Naruto turned his head and looked at the pretty purple-haired woman with a pair of light violet eyes.

"…I'm fine."

The woman simply chuckled, "You are different from most newcomers, you don't seem at all interested in trying to get your five seconds of fame."

"Don't care much for fame."

"I can tell." She smiled a violet-eyed, red-lipped smile at him. A knowing smile made Naruto believe that she felt out of sorts here as well. "Though I must ask if you're not here for pleasure and not business then what are you here for."

Naruto shrugged.

He felt a stab in his mind, an accurate pincer that almost managed to find its way through his walls and would have had he not been around Xavier for so long.

Why did he always end up in these situations?

"That's not going to work against me," He said, "I would advise against trying to read stranger's mind, you might find that some are far more protective about their privacy than others."

There was a threatening tilt to his words that made the woman wave her hand in resignation. "Sorry, a habit of mine. I'm Betsy Braddock."

Naruto had been almost certain that the woman was Japanese, but her name indicated otherwise. "Uzumaki Naruto." He offered whilst touching his mask, "Though I wonder if exchanging personal details defeats the purpose of these."

"I'm sure you can handle yourself." Betsy grinned at him, "You carry yourself like a soldier despite being a few years younger than me."

"Appearances can be deceiving." He opened a black rift near him and drew out a bottle of Sake and two cylindrical cups to her surprise. "You'll find that to some that time is unmoving."

Betsy had assumed that the boy in front of her had powers that were psionic in nature, it wasn't uncommon after all to possess some form of weak telepathy that couldn't be detected by another telepath. But instead, he appeared to have shown that he could open rifts in space and if what he was saying was to be believed that he was far older than he seemed.

"You're a mutant as well?" She asked in slight surprise, it was a rare sight to meet someone like herself.

"So, you are one, "He muttered to himself, "I wonder how you managed to escape being detected by Cerebro." Surely, Charles would know that a powerful Telepath was walking around in New York, or perhaps this girl's ability was so finetuned that she was able to avoid detection.

Betsy grimaced as her phone buzzed, her eyes narrowing at the message sent to her. "Hate to cut the conversation short but looks like I am needed elsewhere." She slinked her way back into the dancefloor, losing herself in the crowd until she became just another nameless partygoer.

Naruto had a bad feeling that she was about to get herself into trouble.

Sebastian Shaw sat inside his office located directly above the hall, the dull thud of the music below was drowned out by two women shouting at each other in front of his desk. "Quiet," He hissed, "I have had enough of your bickering." Despite glaring harshly at him, both of the women seemed to stop their argument. "Selene, I believe I made it clear that Sage was in charge of recruitment."

Sage's red glasses constantly flashed with information, frowning at what she found, "There is no need to induct a new Telepath into our ranks. Besides—" She manipulated her glasses to project a holographic image of Betsy, "She might belong to the Hand."

Selene spun around towards Shaw's personal aide, "You allowed an Assassin into our home." Energy began to bubble from her hands, "I ought to teach that wench a lesson."

Sage sighed at Selene's temper, "Do you really want to risk a war with the Hand." She began to type something in a terminal, a message popped up in front of them all. "Seems like Donald has run afoul the wrong people."

"How much," Shaw asked.

"His business has been cutting into their margins quite a bit, they're down by at least a half this quarter."

"Donald cannot die." Shaw growled, "I don't care what you do, make it quick and silent."

Selene's bloodthirsty grin was enough to draw shivers from both of them. "I will handle her on my own."

It hadn't taken long for Betsy to find Donald Pierce's location, hidden away in his own lounge, the fat oaf was busy enjoying the delicacies of the club's more private services.

Pierce raised his head, licking his lips as he saw Betsy standing in front of the door. "You're new," He never stopped moving his hips as he stared at Betsy's form, "Shaw must be really desperate if he's sending me one of his new starlets."

Psylocke sauntered closer to him, her hips sashayed erotically with each movement whilst she took the knife from behind her. The man had an idiotic grin on his face, unaware of the fate that would befall him in a moment.

"Come here and I'll show you a good time."

"Is that so?" Betsy questioned as he rose from the seat, dumping another girl to his side. And that was all she needed before with one accurate throw, her knife dashed towards his heart.

But instead of reaching his heart, the knife simply spun upwards and stabbed itself into the ceiling.

Donald Pierce appeared haggard and in shock by what had just happened, it was clear that this was the doing of the woman that had appeared in front of his chair. "You're not a very good assassin, are you?" Selene questioned with a mocking tone, "Did you really think we wouldn't notice you walking around like a lost puppy."

There was barely any time for Betsy to barrel roll out of the way as a black jet of energy sparked out of Selene's hand. The carpet around her shifted, coiling itself around her like a snake. Her telekinesis acting out instinctively to avoid being placed in a python choke.

Selene grinned at the girl's lack of awareness, the knife from the ceiling fell and spiralled down towards her back as Betsy continued to fight against the animated ropes of marble and carpet.

Clang

Something deflected Selene's blade from killing Betsy. A blonde-haired man landed beside her, "I thought you were going to get yourself in trouble."

"Who are you?" Selene growled with some apprehension, her mutant power was one that allowed her to absorb the life force of anyone she touched. As such, she had naturally developed the ability to read people's life force and this one's life force was so powerful and radiant that she could feel it from where she stood.

It was as if he was a living star of energy.

Betsy whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"Saving your life," He judged the woman before him with slight interest, she was trying to draw his chakra into herself.

Selene dashed towards them with alarming speed, intent on touching Naruto and absorbing his life force.

"Hissatsu Hyōsō (Certain-Kill Ice Spears)"

Dozens of ice spears pierced from the ground and borrowed themselves into Selene. Blood poured onto the white and Betsy asked, "Is she dead." Naruto didn't get any time to reply as Selene's body simply melted away and reformed elsewhere in the room.

"Impressive." She said as she inspected the energy that the ice was made out with a grin. "Chi—No, it's a little bit more spiritual than that. Tell me boy have you ever heard of K'un-Lun."

"Huh? Kun what now?" Naruto questioned.

"No matter." Selene replied, her energy flaring as the ice crackled and burst apart, "You will fall just like they did."

"That will not be happening today." A monotonic voice spoke through one of the terminals in the room, "I would advise against making enemies of us Elizabeth Braddock. After all, it is my understanding that your twin brother does not possess the gifts that you do."

"She's under my protection." Naruto replied, somewhat harshly, "And you're not the only one who has powerful contacts."

"Noted, Mr Uzumaki. We have no quarrels with the Avengers or the Fantastic Four, there is no need for you to get involved. Besides, you will find that we are not the instigators but the wronged."

Naruto narrowed his eyes at the terminal, Reed Richards and Xavier had worked hard on keeping his identity unknown, but it seemed that this mysterious person had managed to bypass both of their security systems without them knowing. That made whoever they were very dangerous, perhaps even more so than the vampire in front of him.

"We are leaving," A black rift opened up behind Naruto and Betsy swallowing them up before stitching itself back together.

Selene sneered at the naked man cowering behind the sofa, "Get dressed you, oaf, Shaw wants to have a word with you." She disappeared in a show of light, leaving a confused and angered Pierce to recollect his thoughts.

Mutants were dangerous.

Trask had been right all along.

"Trask, It's Pierce." He grasped his phone a little tighter as he realised just how powerless he was against them, "Where are we with the Sentinels Project."

"Just a few weeks away from launch."

Donald Pierce smiled sadistically, "Good. I think I found us the perfect lab rat to test it on."

A/N: And that's Chapter Seven done. Hope you guys liked it. I tweaked the origins of Psylocke a little, you'll get a better history of the character in the coming chapters. The Sentinels will also be introduced fairly soon, and the Hellfire Club will become a constant theme for the X-Men and Naruto from now on.

Emma Frost won't be introduced for a while, I want to focus more on the Club as a whole before she joined as the White Queen.

Some of you have expressed concern about the power levels in the story and I want to clarify that Naruto is powerful, not due to raw power but as a result of his flexible powerset. And I haven't even begun introducing some of the X-Men's more powerful villains and cosmic characters like Galactus yet.

Also, if you want any comic arcs to be adapted in the story feel free to PM me or leave a review.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed it.

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