Three o'clock hit and the skies were clear. The stars looked more beautiful than ever. The X-men were sitting on the front steps, suited up, waiting for something to come. Jean was holding her knees up to her chin; she was scared stiff.
Suddenly, a ship started descending from the sky. It looked like those ships that normally people would report in sci-fi documentaries and X-files shows. As it landed, the X-men got read and Wolverine looked up at the roof.
~*What is she waiting for?*~ he thought.
The ship touched the ground in the field towards the right of the X-men, and a small door opened in the front. From that door, a small creature stepped out. The Psepclips were small creatures, very tiny and very fragile; with tiny arms and were about 5 feet tall. They used telepathy to communicate with people. They weren't the type that would put up any kind of fights or destruction of planets.
~*Greetings, earthlings,*~ their leader started.
The X-men looked at them and contained their laughter. Their leader was dressed in a purplish suit that tightly covered his whole body. His boots were white and his cape blue. All in all, he looked like a badly dressed kid trying to imitate his favorite super-hero. Strangely enough, they all looked like midgets with big bug eyes and pointy ears.
~*Greetings, said Xavier, taking up the first word. We are the race you've contacted.*~
~*Then you're ready to submit her to us.*~
~*First we need to know why do you want her.*~
~*That is our concern.*~
~*No, it ain't, Logan butted in. She's very dear to all of us and we ain't lettin' go o'her without a fight.*~
~*If it's a fight you want then it shall be done.*~
They turned away and were ready to enter the spaceship when someone screamed Stop!!!! in their minds.
The Psepclips turned back and were ready to use their ray guns on whatever made them halt. Out of nowhere, the soil between them started circling.
*'Bout time,* Wolverine thought.
The matter in the ground circled faster and faster and, out of the middle of it, the form of a woman began appearing. The X-men recognized her, and got ready to attack.
"Leave her be," growled Wolverine.
"But..." Cyclops tried, but Wolverine interrupted him by shaking his head.
"She knows what she's doin'."
Out of the floor, Raven appeared. She raised herself in a pillar of matter until she could reach an imposing height; once she stopped, she sat down on the pillar and faced the stunned Psepclips.
~*It's me you want, and not Jean Grey,*~ her voice thundered into everyone's minds.
~*But you're the Oracle of the Realms,*~ the Psepclips said all together.
~*Yes. I'm also known by many other names.*~
"Like Raven for one," said Spyke, ready to throw a bone at her.
Wolverine shot a look at him, which made him recoil.
"Don't interrupt her, porcupine," he growled.
~*Thank you. It's me you're looking for. Because of a mistake on the translation made by Shadowcat, they thought Jean Grey were your target. I'm Gene 7205. And I'm not going with you.*~
~*But we need you....,*~ complained the Leader, but she shook her head.
~*Your assailants are coming after you. I will take care of them right here and right now.*~
As she said that, another ship came down from the sky. Dawn would break in a few moments but the ship was still clouded by darkness. As the new ship came down facing the Psepclips' ship, the Oracle turned in a way that her "chair" stood between both ships and faced the X-men. She looked like a judge would in a courtroom. The Technarch came out and Magus was the first to speak, also telepathically.
~*Greetings, earthlings.*~
~*Greetings, Avin, said the Oracle looking down at them. We were expecting you. I'm....*~
~*I know, the Oracle of the Realms. This does not concern you. We're seeking the one that has fled from us.*~
~*Silence! screamed the Oracle, her rage getting the best of her. Anything that concerns the Realms concerns me. It is upon me to pass a sentence that will be favorable to everyone.*~
~*We're not interested. Surrender your people, Emperor Driesh.*~
~*Fools, then you shall feel the wrath of Raven,*~ she said as she leaped from her "throne" and attacked one of the Technarchs--her hand drained all his energy. She walked back to face them once again.
~*Do you still want to fight me, Avin? I take you'd be better off just leaving this place.*~ She turned to the Psepclips. ~*Leave, your work here is done. Your home is safe, as it will be for a while; I'm sure Avin will not want to lose his precious crew lest he wish to reach his planet safely. And so the Oracle of the Realms has spoken...*~
Raven watched them thank her, apologize to Xavier and the others for the inconvenience and board their ship to leave.
~*I will not fight you, but he will,*~ said Avin as another Technarch approached her.
"Look out," screamed Rogue.
In the blink of an eye, Raven used her scythe to reduce the Technarch to nothing but pieces. She, then, put her hand on the Technarch's lifeless body.
*No use letting good energy go to waste,* she thought, draining up another Technarch.
~*Avin, the reason why the Psepclips chose me to help them is because I'm the perfect fighting machine. I'm a killer; I'll never be anything more or anything less than that. I was created to kill and raised to destroy. I am the only one that can destroy a planet and come out alive.*~
Wolverine winced at such harsh words. They weren't true. He never viewed her as a machine; actually, he hated every time she said such thing. Disgusted with her, he looked up and kept on listening. She sensed his disgust, but couldn't do anything about it.
~*You will never defeat me,*~ imposed Avin with pride.
~*Would you like to see me try?*~ asked Raven, getting into fighting position.
Avin ordered his crew back on the ship and started to move towards it as well. Once he reached the door, he turned and looked defiantly at Raven.
~*I may not be the one that defeats you but they will,*~ he said pointing at the newly opened portal that shone at a distance.
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And with that the Technarchs left Earth. With rays of the new sun warming the night dew and heating their bodies a little, the X-men were puzzled about the things that had just happened; someone else was running the show and they were its puppets.
Raven stared at the opening portal. It was placed at the front gates of the X-mansion.
"Tom, how did this happened?" asked Raven, backing up.
"I don't know. They must have gotten inside my circuits while I was trying to keep them from calling reinforcements," said Tom on the communicator.
"Who's going through?"
"Three Carriers. Each contains two thousand Seekers."
"Great," she sighed. She turned to face the X-men.
"Need help?" asked Wolverine, sarcastically.
"Ha-ha. Very funny. This is serious. They're after me, and I won't be able to hold them up without sacrificing your lives."
"We will do whatever is necessary. For now, we will have to just trust each other. However, later on, you will have to explain what is going on," said Xavier, eyeing the masked girl.
"Agreed. I want two teams, the leaders will be Cyclops and Storm; choose your own teammates. Wolverine will help me."
"Surprise, surprise," said Tom.
"You concentrate on closing that portal. I don't want any Destroyers coming through those things."
"Already on it," said Tom.
"Now, the Carriers have a blank spot, much like the jewel on my forehead. This blank spot holds all their circuits. One clean shot should take them down, that's why I asked the two of you to be leaders. Lo...Wolverine and I will take the other one. The Seekers are little robots with thin legs and arms. They don't do much damaged and are rather fragile, for robots. The rest of you guys should take them out."
"What about you and Wolverine?" asked Jean.
"We can take care of ourselves," said Raven, as Wolverine nodded in approval.
"They're coming. Portals are closed," announced Tom.
"Portals?" asked Raven.
"There was a bit of a misunderstanding. Two portals opened."
"And what, pray tell, stepped out of the other one?"
"Three Destroyers."
Raven's face darkened.
"How long until they reach here?"
"Two and a half hours."
"That should be enough time."
Suddenly, a ship started descending from the sky. It looked like those ships that normally people would report in sci-fi documentaries and X-files shows. As it landed, the X-men got read and Wolverine looked up at the roof.
~*What is she waiting for?*~ he thought.
The ship touched the ground in the field towards the right of the X-men, and a small door opened in the front. From that door, a small creature stepped out. The Psepclips were small creatures, very tiny and very fragile; with tiny arms and were about 5 feet tall. They used telepathy to communicate with people. They weren't the type that would put up any kind of fights or destruction of planets.
~*Greetings, earthlings,*~ their leader started.
The X-men looked at them and contained their laughter. Their leader was dressed in a purplish suit that tightly covered his whole body. His boots were white and his cape blue. All in all, he looked like a badly dressed kid trying to imitate his favorite super-hero. Strangely enough, they all looked like midgets with big bug eyes and pointy ears.
~*Greetings, said Xavier, taking up the first word. We are the race you've contacted.*~
~*Then you're ready to submit her to us.*~
~*First we need to know why do you want her.*~
~*That is our concern.*~
~*No, it ain't, Logan butted in. She's very dear to all of us and we ain't lettin' go o'her without a fight.*~
~*If it's a fight you want then it shall be done.*~
They turned away and were ready to enter the spaceship when someone screamed Stop!!!! in their minds.
The Psepclips turned back and were ready to use their ray guns on whatever made them halt. Out of nowhere, the soil between them started circling.
*'Bout time,* Wolverine thought.
The matter in the ground circled faster and faster and, out of the middle of it, the form of a woman began appearing. The X-men recognized her, and got ready to attack.
"Leave her be," growled Wolverine.
"But..." Cyclops tried, but Wolverine interrupted him by shaking his head.
"She knows what she's doin'."
Out of the floor, Raven appeared. She raised herself in a pillar of matter until she could reach an imposing height; once she stopped, she sat down on the pillar and faced the stunned Psepclips.
~*It's me you want, and not Jean Grey,*~ her voice thundered into everyone's minds.
~*But you're the Oracle of the Realms,*~ the Psepclips said all together.
~*Yes. I'm also known by many other names.*~
"Like Raven for one," said Spyke, ready to throw a bone at her.
Wolverine shot a look at him, which made him recoil.
"Don't interrupt her, porcupine," he growled.
~*Thank you. It's me you're looking for. Because of a mistake on the translation made by Shadowcat, they thought Jean Grey were your target. I'm Gene 7205. And I'm not going with you.*~
~*But we need you....,*~ complained the Leader, but she shook her head.
~*Your assailants are coming after you. I will take care of them right here and right now.*~
As she said that, another ship came down from the sky. Dawn would break in a few moments but the ship was still clouded by darkness. As the new ship came down facing the Psepclips' ship, the Oracle turned in a way that her "chair" stood between both ships and faced the X-men. She looked like a judge would in a courtroom. The Technarch came out and Magus was the first to speak, also telepathically.
~*Greetings, earthlings.*~
~*Greetings, Avin, said the Oracle looking down at them. We were expecting you. I'm....*~
~*I know, the Oracle of the Realms. This does not concern you. We're seeking the one that has fled from us.*~
~*Silence! screamed the Oracle, her rage getting the best of her. Anything that concerns the Realms concerns me. It is upon me to pass a sentence that will be favorable to everyone.*~
~*We're not interested. Surrender your people, Emperor Driesh.*~
~*Fools, then you shall feel the wrath of Raven,*~ she said as she leaped from her "throne" and attacked one of the Technarchs--her hand drained all his energy. She walked back to face them once again.
~*Do you still want to fight me, Avin? I take you'd be better off just leaving this place.*~ She turned to the Psepclips. ~*Leave, your work here is done. Your home is safe, as it will be for a while; I'm sure Avin will not want to lose his precious crew lest he wish to reach his planet safely. And so the Oracle of the Realms has spoken...*~
Raven watched them thank her, apologize to Xavier and the others for the inconvenience and board their ship to leave.
~*I will not fight you, but he will,*~ said Avin as another Technarch approached her.
"Look out," screamed Rogue.
In the blink of an eye, Raven used her scythe to reduce the Technarch to nothing but pieces. She, then, put her hand on the Technarch's lifeless body.
*No use letting good energy go to waste,* she thought, draining up another Technarch.
~*Avin, the reason why the Psepclips chose me to help them is because I'm the perfect fighting machine. I'm a killer; I'll never be anything more or anything less than that. I was created to kill and raised to destroy. I am the only one that can destroy a planet and come out alive.*~
Wolverine winced at such harsh words. They weren't true. He never viewed her as a machine; actually, he hated every time she said such thing. Disgusted with her, he looked up and kept on listening. She sensed his disgust, but couldn't do anything about it.
~*You will never defeat me,*~ imposed Avin with pride.
~*Would you like to see me try?*~ asked Raven, getting into fighting position.
Avin ordered his crew back on the ship and started to move towards it as well. Once he reached the door, he turned and looked defiantly at Raven.
~*I may not be the one that defeats you but they will,*~ he said pointing at the newly opened portal that shone at a distance.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And with that the Technarchs left Earth. With rays of the new sun warming the night dew and heating their bodies a little, the X-men were puzzled about the things that had just happened; someone else was running the show and they were its puppets.
Raven stared at the opening portal. It was placed at the front gates of the X-mansion.
"Tom, how did this happened?" asked Raven, backing up.
"I don't know. They must have gotten inside my circuits while I was trying to keep them from calling reinforcements," said Tom on the communicator.
"Who's going through?"
"Three Carriers. Each contains two thousand Seekers."
"Great," she sighed. She turned to face the X-men.
"Need help?" asked Wolverine, sarcastically.
"Ha-ha. Very funny. This is serious. They're after me, and I won't be able to hold them up without sacrificing your lives."
"We will do whatever is necessary. For now, we will have to just trust each other. However, later on, you will have to explain what is going on," said Xavier, eyeing the masked girl.
"Agreed. I want two teams, the leaders will be Cyclops and Storm; choose your own teammates. Wolverine will help me."
"Surprise, surprise," said Tom.
"You concentrate on closing that portal. I don't want any Destroyers coming through those things."
"Already on it," said Tom.
"Now, the Carriers have a blank spot, much like the jewel on my forehead. This blank spot holds all their circuits. One clean shot should take them down, that's why I asked the two of you to be leaders. Lo...Wolverine and I will take the other one. The Seekers are little robots with thin legs and arms. They don't do much damaged and are rather fragile, for robots. The rest of you guys should take them out."
"What about you and Wolverine?" asked Jean.
"We can take care of ourselves," said Raven, as Wolverine nodded in approval.
"They're coming. Portals are closed," announced Tom.
"Portals?" asked Raven.
"There was a bit of a misunderstanding. Two portals opened."
"And what, pray tell, stepped out of the other one?"
"Three Destroyers."
Raven's face darkened.
"How long until they reach here?"
"Two and a half hours."
"That should be enough time."