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Hank McCoy and Warren Worthington walked towards the conference room in equally chipper moods. After all, there was nothing to be frightened of. They started to talk about the professor and why he called the meeting.
Archangel frowned, "I think it has something to do with Collossus," he quarried. Jubilee held open the doors for them and mocked sarcastically, "Aahh, It's the attack of the blue faced nerds!" Beast chuckled, removing his spectacles.
"Don't ever judge an X-Man by his cover. Smiling, he added. "No matter how furry he is." He shifted his books from one arm to another to pull out a small gold capsule.
Archangel smirked, "What is that Hank, another experimental cure for mutant ability failure?" He shuddered, his large metal wings staying in mid-air, never moving. The last time he had taken one of those, his wings had grown two times their size!
"No Warren, it's something special I have concocted for little Rook."
Archangel scratched his strikingly blonde hair. "Huh? The baby?"
"I'll explain later," Beast replied and stepped into the conference room, not noticing the forms of two X-Men arguing back the way he had come.
Gambit shrugged, "Hey mon-ami, why do ya' care what I do all de' time?" He crossed his arms and spit out his cigarette.
Bishop nodded his head, deeply serious. "You know the reason Cajun, and you still haven't answered my question."
Gambit held his head high and sneered, "Ya' know, I never liked you one bit. The moment you met me in dis' time you took me for a traitor to dis' team. I would nevah' do dat' Bishop!"
Bishop sighed, but he didn't change his attitude towards the X-Man at all. "I knew from the future that one man betrayed the X-Men, and sent them all to their death. You fit the description Remy."
"You still tink' it is me dat' would do dat'!!!"
Bishop started walking away from him, "Yes I do." Gambit stared after him, eyes blazing blood red.
"One of dees' days mon-ami. One of dees' days."
Inside the conference room, everyone expected had arrived and were calmly seated, yet no one could find Collosus anywhere. Banshee and Siryn were studying a map of what appeared to be the Savage Land. "Oy, I'd know that rotten place from anywheres else."
Theresa Cassidy giggled, pointing at Sauron's fortress, "Look papa, there's even a wee bathroom over there." She hugged her father and waved to Rogue, who was playing with Gambit's cards with Wolverine.
She had her sleeves rolled all the way up, with a green headband around her head that matched her sparkling jade eyes. She had her tongue sticking out, deep in thought. Those who weren't present were Cyclops, NightCrawler, Collossus, and Storm.
The professor was pacing the room and muttering something under his breath.
Gambit leaned over to Forge and whispered in amazement, "Good job man, de' new legs for the Prof. Look good, no?"
Forge stared in awe at his own creations, Yes, he thought. They are of my greatest achievements. The adamantium legs didn't make a sound as Professor Xavier walked back and forth.
Morph and Betsy watched as Wolverine took a puff of his cigar and grinned. "Two three's, now it's my turn." Picking from Rogue's hand, he flashed a sneer at the new card he got.
Morph smiled, "You've got the old maid Logan!"
Rogue threw down her cards and held her head in frustration, "Ya' knuckle head, it was supposed to be a secret!" Morph shrugged, "Oh well, who's up for Poker?" Everyone got up and walked away.
Quicksilver suddenly zoomed around the room, turning off all the lights. The room fell silent and the Professor addressed his students proudly.
"As everyone knows now, I have new legs created by Forge. I must admit they are very lovely, so thank you Forge."
At this Wolverine shouted, "They look good on ya' too Chuck!" Everyone laughed at the joke, even Peitro, who was usually silent.
"Also Storm and Bishop have a new baby boy Rook, who it seems has the ability to control the weather and use bio-electric energy like both his parents." Everyone applauded and the Professor sat down holding his head.
Jean Grey put her arm across his back, "What's wrong sir?" She seemed very concerned, and the Professor couldn't lie to her. He called in the man waiting outside the room.
Every head turned to the figure that entered. It was NightCrawler!
"Yes Mein Fruend I am back," he smiled to Gambit who was shaking his hand happily. The Professor held up his hand and everyone was silent.
"He will explain how he got back to us, please begin Kurt." Kurt Wagner held his tail, squeezing it slightly in embarrassment.
He explained suddenly waking up and seeing Collossus' face in front of him, then it was gone. He was in his room at the mansion! He quickly headed to Piotr's room and he was not there, except for a note.
The note read, " If you want the Russian of steel, to my wishes you must appeal. Send to me your greatest fighter, in NY he'll find the spider. The tin-man will be forever trapped in Oz if you don't act in haste, so go right now, before I'll know how he tastes! Ta -Ta!"
At the bottom was the stamp of a spider. No doubtedly the symbol of Spiderman. The note was read by all of the X-Men, and they all nodded in unison. Psylocke seemed shocked, "You don't actually think Peter Parker has something to do with this do you!"
Morph frowned, " Or Venom, it could be Brock ya' know!"
Rogue shivered in disgust. "Not that licking jerk, I can't stand that monster!"
Beast whispered to himself, "Evasive maneuvers must be pursued. We'll all need disguises to get into the Big Apple."
Everyone suddenly burst into commotion and Forge stood and bellowed, "Have you all forgotten about Scott!" He breathed desperately. "What about Cyclops, he's all alone with Karl Lycos, and who knows what he could do to him!"
Jean put a hand to her face in horror, "My god you're right, Scott!"
Sean Cassidy jumped onto the table and shouted in his booming voice, "I'll not let Cyke' get a murdered by that overgrown lizard boyo's. Not on my life would I."
Wolverine smirked, "Save the metal head or one eye, who's the lucky winner? Let's play The Weakest Link." He added quickly, "As long as I get to kick some ass."
Just then Bishop and Storm entered the room. Bishop crossed the room to a seat. "I heard it all, and what about Kitty?" "Well Irish, I think the answer is obvious."
Gambit grinned maliciously, "You tinkin' what I'm tinkin' Logan?"
Storm answered, 'Yes, we'll need to split into two teams," examining the note.
Archangel cut in, "But who will lead them?" Betsy was clinging to him, and reading his mind, she could sense his fear of Sauron.
"You pick Gambit no? He knows what to do in de' big troubles," Gambit urged.
The Professor silenced the room again, "We will need two leaders to lead each team." The pressure was on, the decision had to be made. Cyclops gone, Storm tending to a baby, who?
"More bad news I'm afraid," The Professor muttered. "Magneto is forming a Brotherhood once again, and he plans on helping these two terrors, I can see it in his mind. I believe he's letting me see his plans, but for what reason I cannot say."
Everyone was stunned.
Finally Gambit raised his hand while his other shuffled his deck of cards nervously. "I be tinkin' you know, that maybe I should do dis'. I'm feeling a great confidence right now, and I don't know if I'm just being dat' same old fool. E Professor?"
Wolverine spat, "Chuck, I'd like a piece of that dino from hell. Let me at him, you won't be disappointed." At that Forge and Beast stood at once.
"If Logan and Remy are going to lead, then we will be their seconds," Forge said quickly.
Beast smiled, " Yes, this dilemma may be solved by brawn alone, but brains couldn't hurt matters any. Strategy anyone?"
"Do not jump to conclusions here, no one said Logan and Gambit would be leading these missions," The Professor stated.
Morph finished, "Hell, Come on we don't even know who wrote the letter!" Suddenly Jean snatched the letter from Storm and ran from the room.
She sent a mental message to Xavier as she ran, "Gotta run, just thought of something."
The Professor crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, "Well Jean had to run, anyone else wish to volunteer?"
Warren Worthington the third slowly raised a gloved hand in the air. "I want a piece of Sauron." He was terrified, but he felt very confident he could do it.
He was very wrong.
Hank McCoy and Warren Worthington walked towards the conference room in equally chipper moods. After all, there was nothing to be frightened of. They started to talk about the professor and why he called the meeting.
Archangel frowned, "I think it has something to do with Collossus," he quarried. Jubilee held open the doors for them and mocked sarcastically, "Aahh, It's the attack of the blue faced nerds!" Beast chuckled, removing his spectacles.
"Don't ever judge an X-Man by his cover. Smiling, he added. "No matter how furry he is." He shifted his books from one arm to another to pull out a small gold capsule.
Archangel smirked, "What is that Hank, another experimental cure for mutant ability failure?" He shuddered, his large metal wings staying in mid-air, never moving. The last time he had taken one of those, his wings had grown two times their size!
"No Warren, it's something special I have concocted for little Rook."
Archangel scratched his strikingly blonde hair. "Huh? The baby?"
"I'll explain later," Beast replied and stepped into the conference room, not noticing the forms of two X-Men arguing back the way he had come.
Gambit shrugged, "Hey mon-ami, why do ya' care what I do all de' time?" He crossed his arms and spit out his cigarette.
Bishop nodded his head, deeply serious. "You know the reason Cajun, and you still haven't answered my question."
Gambit held his head high and sneered, "Ya' know, I never liked you one bit. The moment you met me in dis' time you took me for a traitor to dis' team. I would nevah' do dat' Bishop!"
Bishop sighed, but he didn't change his attitude towards the X-Man at all. "I knew from the future that one man betrayed the X-Men, and sent them all to their death. You fit the description Remy."
"You still tink' it is me dat' would do dat'!!!"
Bishop started walking away from him, "Yes I do." Gambit stared after him, eyes blazing blood red.
"One of dees' days mon-ami. One of dees' days."
Inside the conference room, everyone expected had arrived and were calmly seated, yet no one could find Collosus anywhere. Banshee and Siryn were studying a map of what appeared to be the Savage Land. "Oy, I'd know that rotten place from anywheres else."
Theresa Cassidy giggled, pointing at Sauron's fortress, "Look papa, there's even a wee bathroom over there." She hugged her father and waved to Rogue, who was playing with Gambit's cards with Wolverine.
She had her sleeves rolled all the way up, with a green headband around her head that matched her sparkling jade eyes. She had her tongue sticking out, deep in thought. Those who weren't present were Cyclops, NightCrawler, Collossus, and Storm.
The professor was pacing the room and muttering something under his breath.
Gambit leaned over to Forge and whispered in amazement, "Good job man, de' new legs for the Prof. Look good, no?"
Forge stared in awe at his own creations, Yes, he thought. They are of my greatest achievements. The adamantium legs didn't make a sound as Professor Xavier walked back and forth.
Morph and Betsy watched as Wolverine took a puff of his cigar and grinned. "Two three's, now it's my turn." Picking from Rogue's hand, he flashed a sneer at the new card he got.
Morph smiled, "You've got the old maid Logan!"
Rogue threw down her cards and held her head in frustration, "Ya' knuckle head, it was supposed to be a secret!" Morph shrugged, "Oh well, who's up for Poker?" Everyone got up and walked away.
Quicksilver suddenly zoomed around the room, turning off all the lights. The room fell silent and the Professor addressed his students proudly.
"As everyone knows now, I have new legs created by Forge. I must admit they are very lovely, so thank you Forge."
At this Wolverine shouted, "They look good on ya' too Chuck!" Everyone laughed at the joke, even Peitro, who was usually silent.
"Also Storm and Bishop have a new baby boy Rook, who it seems has the ability to control the weather and use bio-electric energy like both his parents." Everyone applauded and the Professor sat down holding his head.
Jean Grey put her arm across his back, "What's wrong sir?" She seemed very concerned, and the Professor couldn't lie to her. He called in the man waiting outside the room.
Every head turned to the figure that entered. It was NightCrawler!
"Yes Mein Fruend I am back," he smiled to Gambit who was shaking his hand happily. The Professor held up his hand and everyone was silent.
"He will explain how he got back to us, please begin Kurt." Kurt Wagner held his tail, squeezing it slightly in embarrassment.
He explained suddenly waking up and seeing Collossus' face in front of him, then it was gone. He was in his room at the mansion! He quickly headed to Piotr's room and he was not there, except for a note.
The note read, " If you want the Russian of steel, to my wishes you must appeal. Send to me your greatest fighter, in NY he'll find the spider. The tin-man will be forever trapped in Oz if you don't act in haste, so go right now, before I'll know how he tastes! Ta -Ta!"
At the bottom was the stamp of a spider. No doubtedly the symbol of Spiderman. The note was read by all of the X-Men, and they all nodded in unison. Psylocke seemed shocked, "You don't actually think Peter Parker has something to do with this do you!"
Morph frowned, " Or Venom, it could be Brock ya' know!"
Rogue shivered in disgust. "Not that licking jerk, I can't stand that monster!"
Beast whispered to himself, "Evasive maneuvers must be pursued. We'll all need disguises to get into the Big Apple."
Everyone suddenly burst into commotion and Forge stood and bellowed, "Have you all forgotten about Scott!" He breathed desperately. "What about Cyclops, he's all alone with Karl Lycos, and who knows what he could do to him!"
Jean put a hand to her face in horror, "My god you're right, Scott!"
Sean Cassidy jumped onto the table and shouted in his booming voice, "I'll not let Cyke' get a murdered by that overgrown lizard boyo's. Not on my life would I."
Wolverine smirked, "Save the metal head or one eye, who's the lucky winner? Let's play The Weakest Link." He added quickly, "As long as I get to kick some ass."
Just then Bishop and Storm entered the room. Bishop crossed the room to a seat. "I heard it all, and what about Kitty?" "Well Irish, I think the answer is obvious."
Gambit grinned maliciously, "You tinkin' what I'm tinkin' Logan?"
Storm answered, 'Yes, we'll need to split into two teams," examining the note.
Archangel cut in, "But who will lead them?" Betsy was clinging to him, and reading his mind, she could sense his fear of Sauron.
"You pick Gambit no? He knows what to do in de' big troubles," Gambit urged.
The Professor silenced the room again, "We will need two leaders to lead each team." The pressure was on, the decision had to be made. Cyclops gone, Storm tending to a baby, who?
"More bad news I'm afraid," The Professor muttered. "Magneto is forming a Brotherhood once again, and he plans on helping these two terrors, I can see it in his mind. I believe he's letting me see his plans, but for what reason I cannot say."
Everyone was stunned.
Finally Gambit raised his hand while his other shuffled his deck of cards nervously. "I be tinkin' you know, that maybe I should do dis'. I'm feeling a great confidence right now, and I don't know if I'm just being dat' same old fool. E Professor?"
Wolverine spat, "Chuck, I'd like a piece of that dino from hell. Let me at him, you won't be disappointed." At that Forge and Beast stood at once.
"If Logan and Remy are going to lead, then we will be their seconds," Forge said quickly.
Beast smiled, " Yes, this dilemma may be solved by brawn alone, but brains couldn't hurt matters any. Strategy anyone?"
"Do not jump to conclusions here, no one said Logan and Gambit would be leading these missions," The Professor stated.
Morph finished, "Hell, Come on we don't even know who wrote the letter!" Suddenly Jean snatched the letter from Storm and ran from the room.
She sent a mental message to Xavier as she ran, "Gotta run, just thought of something."
The Professor crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, "Well Jean had to run, anyone else wish to volunteer?"
Warren Worthington the third slowly raised a gloved hand in the air. "I want a piece of Sauron." He was terrified, but he felt very confident he could do it.
He was very wrong.