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Professor Xavier, sat in his office, once again, while Beast was taking care of the team's wounds, and discussing the topic of the Shadowmen with a long changed man and friend— Magneto. Magneto was sitting across from Xavier, sipping on some coffee that Hank had made a few minutes prior. "Eric, I really don't know what to do. This… team had fought against mine, and had won by a longshot. I had thought that my team had received the best of the best in training. What makes these people so special?" Xavier asked with his head down. It just wasn't him that was feeling so down, it was his team as well. Scott and a few others had woken up, and were currently not speaking to anyone. Not even to the others. The only person they were speaking to was Beast, but only to answer his questions. Eric had a hand cupped around his chin, thinking of a solution. Years ago, Eric was obsessed with the action of war against humans, but that long passed since the fight of Apocalypse. That fight had humbled Magneto, showing him that humans and mutants alike can indeed live in harmony, with the exception of a dead Senator Kelly and a few others. "Charles, why not have a decent conversation with the leader of the team? Just you, him and me, with no powers. We only use them if things go out of hand. What do you say?" Eric stated with a small smile. Charles glanced at him with a thoughtful look in his eyes. "Very well. We will leave tomorrow. Though I am wondering…" Eric looked at the man with a concerned frown."...This leader looked very familiar. He even reminded me of someone when he spoke. I'm just not sure who it is." Charles then looked at Eric. "I guess that it will have to wait for tomorrow. Good night, Eric." Xavier then rolled out of the room, leaving a still thinking Eric in the room.

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Kurt was currently plastering the wall that was destroyed. Even if he was paid well to kill important men, repairs were certainly not cheap. So, some members walked in on him at two in the morning, covered in in drywall mud. He looked at them tiredly, at least for a full minute, before sighing and getting back to work. The team members looked at him, then walked into a hallway to continue with their objectives, when they all started laughing uncontrollably.

Kurt smiled to himself when he heard his teammates laugh. It was so long since he heard them laugh like that, and he had risked everything for them to at least smile. He stood up to stretch, when he noticed that he had a little ways to go, since all he had to do was finish where the wall met the ceiling, and hen he was done! He groaned when he heard the phone ring. I really need to plan a day off, don't I? And bring the whole team along, they deserve that more than me. Well, I guess I'll finish tomorrow; I'm too tired to finish now. Kurt proceeded to turn off the lights, when he walked to the answering machine, and pressed play. "Hello, this is professor Charles Xavier and Eric Lensherr, and we would like to propose the idea of a meeting between the leader of the Shadowmen and us. We will be alone, and of course, no powers. We can meet at the coffee shop not far from Main St., unless of course you do not have a way to disguise yourself? We will see you tomorrow." The message ended, leaving a thoughtful Kurt leaning on a chair, wondering about tomorrow's events. Should he take the offer? Probably, he really wanted to know what the professor wanted to talk about. I'll think of a plan tomorrow, for now, I need to go to bed.

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The next morning, Kurt had woken up to a scream. Jolting from his bed, he quickly ran into the living room to see the newly plastered wall broken down again and an enraged Molly. Pissed about the wall, Kurt turned his attention to the angry woman. "Molly, Vhat happened? Vhy is there a team of six people unconscious on ze floor?" He observed each of the unconscious people on the ground, none of them looking like his own team. "Josh, vhere are you? Ve need you here? Reaper, come as vell." Kurt spoke into the communicator. The two had arrived quickly, and they immediately noticed how angry Kurt was becoming. Josh had immediately run to Molly afraid of what could happen next, while Reaper had questioned Kurt. Before she could start yelling, Kurt raised a hand to her, signaling for her to stop. "Josh, Molly. You two vill come vith me today. I haff a meeting vith some men, and you vill stand by to look out for any enemies that are coming our vay. Everyvone else vill stay here and plaster ze vall. Bitte, finish vhile I'm gone, and keep our captives company. I vant information vhen I come back. Come now, Molly, Josh." And with that, he was gone in a puff of smoke. Josh held Molly's hand, before quietly saying his leader's name and disappearing in another puff of smoke.

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Charles and Eric were sitting in the café that they had arranged the meeting in. They were currently discussing the topics of the day, but as a cover. They were really discussing the topic of the mysterious leader of the Shadowmen. "And if this plan doesn't work? Charles, he is a trained assassin, after all! Why do you think he would listen? He's stronger than our forces put together, and he may not be the best listener." Eric was definitely the glass half empty type, and it was certainly showing here. Charles looked at Eric with an eager look to his eyes, and countered: "Because he may be a past student of mine! He may be the savior our country and species need, and with our forces joining his, we can help this nation be at peace with each other! No more war of the mutant, no more conflict! All we need is a contract, Eric, nothing more, nothing less." "And if he disagrees, Charles?" Eric had a skeptical look, and it certainly was not going away. "Then we will think of something then. I even sent some of my own team to help convince them, so all should be well." Eric saw a man in a blue cloak walking towards them. This man was very muscular, and had blue hair reaching the top of his neck. "Charles, I think we have company." Both men turned to see an enraged face and a very menacing growl. "Charles Xavier and Eric Lensherr?" The strange man glowered at them. The two men nodded, clearly in confusion. "I haff come for my revenge, so if you vould please…" The man waved an arm, and Eric immediately fell unconscious, but Charles had a shocked look on his face, muttering one thing before falling. "Kurt, why?"

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