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The plan worked like a charm, the rest of the Professor's army didn't realize what was happening until it was too late to stop the Recruits. And Apocalypse's army didn't realize at all.
Apocalypse watched his army fall down around him. He turned and ran back to his cave.
Creator ran to the cave mouth and was about to go in, when a hand appeared on her shoulder, stopping her.
"No, Creator. Leave it to me. I'll bring it down." Avalanche said
"No! It must be finished, by me. And me alone."
"Creator, I promised to always be there for you. I'm not going to abandon you." Multiple panted, scrambling over the lip of the cave.
"Multiple, I know you promised. But you can't help this time, stay here."
"I won't leave you." Another voice said, Creator spun round, and saw Powersurge standing in her way. "I'm closer to you, than your twin ever was. We're not two separate people, we're one soul, in two bodies."
"I know. But you can't do, what I can. I have no choice in this matter. He must be stopped, and only I can stop him."
"Must I feel the pain, which you have felt, when your birth-twin was torn away from you?"
"No, you don't. Death produces no tear."
"How do you know?"
"You ask me, who has lost 2 sets of parents?" Creator undid her belt, and handed it to Powersurge.
"Won't you need the sword?"
"No, I have to do it with my power. Or my hands. Not the sword. Look after it for me."
"I will. You will come back for it?"
"Yes, I will."
Quicksilver sped up to join the discussion.
"You can't go."
"I can and I am," she shoved a hand into a pocket and withdrew 2 small boxes, after glancing at one, she handed it to Avalanche, "For Kit- Kat, so that Shades can't see her leaving, when the security is on. Safe dates." The other box she gave to Pietro, "For Delphae, so she can do, what she longs to." Both recipients shoved the boxes in their pockets, not hearing what Creator said.
The other members of the BoH and X-men arrived.
"Avalanche, if I'm not out in 15 minutes, bring it down."
"But."
"No buts,"
"You don't have to do this!" Professor X said calmly, as if he was talking to a small child
"Yes, I do!" she whispered
"No, you don't!" Jean said, mentally trying to back it up
"Down in the village, there are children, on a school trip. One of them is close to death, due to Apocalypse. She has 5 bust ribs, 3 broken limbs and a cracked skull. She is Hannah. One of the Kids! And you say I don't have to do this? The Kids, my only family! I'm not doing this for you, for mutants or for the human race. For them! All the family I'll ever have! And I don't want to destroy their future! I remember Al's first step; Ju's first word; Tim and Tess' first spelling test; how Pete and Pip did in their first year at school; and what Han asked for last Christmas. He beat Han to get at me. And he'll pay!"
"It wasn't meant for you to do."
"It's the Lord's job."
"And I am the Lord."
"You're mortal."
"Yes, but I am the Lord's tool."
"You're not!"
"Yes, I am. The two symbols, professor. Alpha and Omega. 'He is Alpha and Omega, He is all, the Creator, he.'" The Creator's clear voice rang out over their heads, in song. Her singing wasn't like an angels', it was too wild, but had beauty unimaginable in its wildness. Song bent and cried, he'd never known such a beautiful untamed voice, and he'd believed that beauty had to be tamed. And he was wrong; the Creator's voice was like bird song, the song of the wind, the song of the fire. "I am the Creator. I was born, for this one task. And it is mine to complete."
"What if you die?"
"Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far that you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
Creator shimmered, and changed, wings, snow-white and as soft as snow, appeared from her back, her eyes burned red, with an unseen fire. She turned and walked into the cave.
"She stole them!" Powersurge muttered.
"Where from?" Quicksilver murmured.
"Well, the poem is a well known sonnet."
"And her appearance?"
"A Christmas carol, it goes 'The Angle Gabriel, from heaven came, his wings as drifted snow, his eyes aflame." Powersurge's voice was quiet, but her singing was tame, beautiful in it's own respect, but as different to Creator's, as a crow's wing, compared with an angel's.
"Wow!"
Time passed, Avalanche's eyes firmly on his watch.
***
I NEED ANOTHER REVIEW!
OR I'LL GO INSANE!
*Sarah points out that I'm already insane*
*Hayley agrees*
*I start to strangle Hannah*
*Henry cheers me on*
***
The plan worked like a charm, the rest of the Professor's army didn't realize what was happening until it was too late to stop the Recruits. And Apocalypse's army didn't realize at all.
Apocalypse watched his army fall down around him. He turned and ran back to his cave.
Creator ran to the cave mouth and was about to go in, when a hand appeared on her shoulder, stopping her.
"No, Creator. Leave it to me. I'll bring it down." Avalanche said
"No! It must be finished, by me. And me alone."
"Creator, I promised to always be there for you. I'm not going to abandon you." Multiple panted, scrambling over the lip of the cave.
"Multiple, I know you promised. But you can't help this time, stay here."
"I won't leave you." Another voice said, Creator spun round, and saw Powersurge standing in her way. "I'm closer to you, than your twin ever was. We're not two separate people, we're one soul, in two bodies."
"I know. But you can't do, what I can. I have no choice in this matter. He must be stopped, and only I can stop him."
"Must I feel the pain, which you have felt, when your birth-twin was torn away from you?"
"No, you don't. Death produces no tear."
"How do you know?"
"You ask me, who has lost 2 sets of parents?" Creator undid her belt, and handed it to Powersurge.
"Won't you need the sword?"
"No, I have to do it with my power. Or my hands. Not the sword. Look after it for me."
"I will. You will come back for it?"
"Yes, I will."
Quicksilver sped up to join the discussion.
"You can't go."
"I can and I am," she shoved a hand into a pocket and withdrew 2 small boxes, after glancing at one, she handed it to Avalanche, "For Kit- Kat, so that Shades can't see her leaving, when the security is on. Safe dates." The other box she gave to Pietro, "For Delphae, so she can do, what she longs to." Both recipients shoved the boxes in their pockets, not hearing what Creator said.
The other members of the BoH and X-men arrived.
"Avalanche, if I'm not out in 15 minutes, bring it down."
"But."
"No buts,"
"You don't have to do this!" Professor X said calmly, as if he was talking to a small child
"Yes, I do!" she whispered
"No, you don't!" Jean said, mentally trying to back it up
"Down in the village, there are children, on a school trip. One of them is close to death, due to Apocalypse. She has 5 bust ribs, 3 broken limbs and a cracked skull. She is Hannah. One of the Kids! And you say I don't have to do this? The Kids, my only family! I'm not doing this for you, for mutants or for the human race. For them! All the family I'll ever have! And I don't want to destroy their future! I remember Al's first step; Ju's first word; Tim and Tess' first spelling test; how Pete and Pip did in their first year at school; and what Han asked for last Christmas. He beat Han to get at me. And he'll pay!"
"It wasn't meant for you to do."
"It's the Lord's job."
"And I am the Lord."
"You're mortal."
"Yes, but I am the Lord's tool."
"You're not!"
"Yes, I am. The two symbols, professor. Alpha and Omega. 'He is Alpha and Omega, He is all, the Creator, he.'" The Creator's clear voice rang out over their heads, in song. Her singing wasn't like an angels', it was too wild, but had beauty unimaginable in its wildness. Song bent and cried, he'd never known such a beautiful untamed voice, and he'd believed that beauty had to be tamed. And he was wrong; the Creator's voice was like bird song, the song of the wind, the song of the fire. "I am the Creator. I was born, for this one task. And it is mine to complete."
"What if you die?"
"Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far that you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
Creator shimmered, and changed, wings, snow-white and as soft as snow, appeared from her back, her eyes burned red, with an unseen fire. She turned and walked into the cave.
"She stole them!" Powersurge muttered.
"Where from?" Quicksilver murmured.
"Well, the poem is a well known sonnet."
"And her appearance?"
"A Christmas carol, it goes 'The Angle Gabriel, from heaven came, his wings as drifted snow, his eyes aflame." Powersurge's voice was quiet, but her singing was tame, beautiful in it's own respect, but as different to Creator's, as a crow's wing, compared with an angel's.
"Wow!"
Time passed, Avalanche's eyes firmly on his watch.
***
I NEED ANOTHER REVIEW!
OR I'LL GO INSANE!
*Sarah points out that I'm already insane*
*Hayley agrees*
*I start to strangle Hannah*
*Henry cheers me on*