Ahh, I'm finally free from all the stuff I needed to do. Gave my SAT's,
sent my apps, gave my exams, and am now relaxing before another round of
exams. Sorry this took so long to upload.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own the X-men.
Epilogue: After the Dust Settles
It was quiet in the infirmary on the jet. There were ten beds in the infirmary and all of them had bodies in them. Tables and other furniture had been used to make substitutes for the beds. There had been too many wounded, and too many good mutants had died. None of the X-men themselves had died, or had any Roulette members. However, many of the human rebels had died, and many mutants from Muir Isle had also perished in combat. Marrow and Magneto were among the most severely wounded X-men. Marrow had been shot by a kill-droid point blank. It was a miracle she had survived, but her armor had been nearly burnt away. She was also in a coma. Magneto lay in bed; his chest covered in swabs, Rogue sitting next to him. There was no body else in the infirmary except for a few nurses who had been needed. The only other X-man in the room was Storm. She stood by Marrow, who was like a younger sister to her.
"Why do you look so sad Rogue?"
Rogue looked up startled. Magneto was awake.
"Erik! You're awake. Ah was afraid that you maght also have gawn into a coma."
"Who's in a coma?"
"Marrow."
Magneto's face grew worried.
"It's all raght sugah; she'll be all raght, least that's what Moira said."
"What happened in the battle Rogue, after my fight with Archanfel, I have no idea what happened."
"We. lost."
"We lost? How? When I was knocked down, we were winning."
"Yeah, once Apocalypse showed, everything went to pieces."
"Apocalypse also took part in the battle?"
"No, he just sent out these killer droids, over a hundred ah think, which completely obliterated our side. Even with two of theirs helping us."
"Damn, but at least we took a chunk out of their resources. We may have lost the battle, but the war is far from over."
"That, lover, is one heck of a clichéd line."
"You mentioned two who helped you?"
"Yeah, the Prelate Rumik."
"Ah, Betsy's friend. and the other?"
A shadow crossed over Rogues face, "The other is the High Prelate, Cyclops."
Magneto was completely taken aback.
"Cyclops!?! HE turned?"
"Apparently he's in love with Jean, and she with him."
If anything Magneto was even more flabbergasted than before.
"Only Jean and Betsy trust him though, and Logan gives his approval."
"Logan gives his approval? I would have expected him to have killed Cyclops by now. this situation is extremely. delicate. There will be those out for his blood. He has committed countless crimes, for which he must stand trial."
Rogue looked at her husband, "Ah think he wants to join us."
"Join us? Impossible, the man cannot be trusted. It is no secret that the High Prelate is one of the most tactically brilliant mutants. Even Xavier was out-maneuvered by him. NO, he cannot be part of the X-men."
Rogue patted Magneto's head.
"Hush now darlin', don't get yoahself all worked up. You need ta rest."
"There's one more thing."
Erik looked at her quizzically as she hesitated.
"When the tests were all done, Moira found somethang strange. Erik. Ah'm pregnant."
Erik looked at her in surprise. then slowly growing joy.
"Moira said Ah've been pregnant for a l'il over a month now."
Erik looked at her in shock and worry now, "A month, but with all the stress, and all the battles. no more. Marie you're staying put from now on." Erik's voice was firm, yet loving.
"Whatevah ya'll say dahlin."
Rogue walked out of the room after convincing Magneto to go to sleep. As she walked out Storm fell in step with her.
"Congratulations Marie, I am extremely happy with your news. A new life, by the goddess it is a miracle." Ororo hugged her gently. They walked on for a while in companionable silence.
"I must say I have to agree with Erik though. I cannot trust the man. Even though Jean trusts him, he shall have to earn my trust. I also do not trust Rumik, no matter what Betsy says."
Rogue looked troubled, "Ah know what you mean Storm, but ah'll say one thing. Jean loves him, utterly and irrevocably, and he seems to have feelings for her. I don't trust him fully mahself, but we cain't ignore the fact that he did risk his life to save her, and us. If not for him Sinister and Candra would have won. As for Rumik, well, she saved the others from Exodus, and that's also pure truth. Ah dunno girl, if this is a plan of Cyclops's, it's a maghty stupid one." Storm frowned in thought, then answered Rogue.
"Whatever our feelings on the matter, they can wait till we reach Muir Isle. Once there, we can sort out our problems as a team. For now let's talk about your child. What are you going to call it? We must make some clothes for it."
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Apocalypse strode through the Tower. The guards around him bowed low in obeisance. He walked towards the door that led to where the Towers forces were assembled. It opened for him and he walked down the room, as all the people in the room bowed to him. He walked up the dais, and strode to the front of it. The Externals were lined up in front of him, on a slightly lower platform, and a bit below that stood the Prelates. The guards and mutant units were arranged in two groups in the hall, guards on Apocalypse's right, and units on his left. The lines of commander and Uber- Leutnants stood before them.
"Forces of the Tower, you may rise. The events of today have shown us two things. One, the rebels have strength and they managed to strike us a great blow. I am extremely disappointed in all of you, especially the Externals and Prelates. Because of your failings, one of the Externals' Archanfel has been killed, and two of the Prelates, one the High Prelate himself, have turned traitor. I am done staying behind in the shadows. From now on I shall head the charge, with you lot. I am going to recall all the units and forces I have sent out in my world, leaving the bare minimum needed to oversee any area. The rebels believe they have weakened us extremely but they have not. I shall crush them with my forces. The second thing, learnt by the traitorous actions is that none are to be trusted. Dark Beast!"
The entire assemblage flinched at his sudden shout. Out of the darkness behind a figure came, limping, to the front of the room.
"Dr. McCoy has agreed to conduct a massive psychological scan on all assembled here, including the Prelates. The Externals shall be scanned by me personally. Externals you are to join me in your hall, the rest of you are dismissed."
The Externals assembled in their hall, awaiting Apocalypse. The door leading to his personal quarters opened. Apocalypse came out and went and sat on a throne elevated above and behind where the Externals usually sat.
"I repeat what I said in the hall below. I am disappointed with all of you, including that dead Archanfel. He was a fool, blinded by vengeance. He destroyed himself in order to kill his greatest enemy, and caused the destruction of a great part of my Tower. Had he survived I would have killed him myself. If not for my timely arrival the Tower would have fallen to the rebels. You are all pathetic, useless, weak!"
The Externals flinched, but Apocalypse did not do anything further. He sat and stared at them.
"However, it is lucky for you that I already have a plan in motion, one that will rid me of all of my enemies once and for all."
Apocalypse stared at all the Externals without expression. Even Sammael looked away from his gaze. Apocalypse smiled, yes, the Externals understood that by enemies he meant all of his enemies, not just the rebels.
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HAHAHa. Tis done. HOHOHO. Okay. Anyway. Now that this is over, I'm going to mass post my other fics. Part of this is almost done, and I'm gonna post it daily if possible. I'll see after that. Three other fics coming this way as well. Hope you all like 'em.
Plus, A BIG BIG THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED MY STUFF!!! I'm not writing for the reviews, but I get deliriously happy when someone does review.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own the X-men.
Epilogue: After the Dust Settles
It was quiet in the infirmary on the jet. There were ten beds in the infirmary and all of them had bodies in them. Tables and other furniture had been used to make substitutes for the beds. There had been too many wounded, and too many good mutants had died. None of the X-men themselves had died, or had any Roulette members. However, many of the human rebels had died, and many mutants from Muir Isle had also perished in combat. Marrow and Magneto were among the most severely wounded X-men. Marrow had been shot by a kill-droid point blank. It was a miracle she had survived, but her armor had been nearly burnt away. She was also in a coma. Magneto lay in bed; his chest covered in swabs, Rogue sitting next to him. There was no body else in the infirmary except for a few nurses who had been needed. The only other X-man in the room was Storm. She stood by Marrow, who was like a younger sister to her.
"Why do you look so sad Rogue?"
Rogue looked up startled. Magneto was awake.
"Erik! You're awake. Ah was afraid that you maght also have gawn into a coma."
"Who's in a coma?"
"Marrow."
Magneto's face grew worried.
"It's all raght sugah; she'll be all raght, least that's what Moira said."
"What happened in the battle Rogue, after my fight with Archanfel, I have no idea what happened."
"We. lost."
"We lost? How? When I was knocked down, we were winning."
"Yeah, once Apocalypse showed, everything went to pieces."
"Apocalypse also took part in the battle?"
"No, he just sent out these killer droids, over a hundred ah think, which completely obliterated our side. Even with two of theirs helping us."
"Damn, but at least we took a chunk out of their resources. We may have lost the battle, but the war is far from over."
"That, lover, is one heck of a clichéd line."
"You mentioned two who helped you?"
"Yeah, the Prelate Rumik."
"Ah, Betsy's friend. and the other?"
A shadow crossed over Rogues face, "The other is the High Prelate, Cyclops."
Magneto was completely taken aback.
"Cyclops!?! HE turned?"
"Apparently he's in love with Jean, and she with him."
If anything Magneto was even more flabbergasted than before.
"Only Jean and Betsy trust him though, and Logan gives his approval."
"Logan gives his approval? I would have expected him to have killed Cyclops by now. this situation is extremely. delicate. There will be those out for his blood. He has committed countless crimes, for which he must stand trial."
Rogue looked at her husband, "Ah think he wants to join us."
"Join us? Impossible, the man cannot be trusted. It is no secret that the High Prelate is one of the most tactically brilliant mutants. Even Xavier was out-maneuvered by him. NO, he cannot be part of the X-men."
Rogue patted Magneto's head.
"Hush now darlin', don't get yoahself all worked up. You need ta rest."
"There's one more thing."
Erik looked at her quizzically as she hesitated.
"When the tests were all done, Moira found somethang strange. Erik. Ah'm pregnant."
Erik looked at her in surprise. then slowly growing joy.
"Moira said Ah've been pregnant for a l'il over a month now."
Erik looked at her in shock and worry now, "A month, but with all the stress, and all the battles. no more. Marie you're staying put from now on." Erik's voice was firm, yet loving.
"Whatevah ya'll say dahlin."
Rogue walked out of the room after convincing Magneto to go to sleep. As she walked out Storm fell in step with her.
"Congratulations Marie, I am extremely happy with your news. A new life, by the goddess it is a miracle." Ororo hugged her gently. They walked on for a while in companionable silence.
"I must say I have to agree with Erik though. I cannot trust the man. Even though Jean trusts him, he shall have to earn my trust. I also do not trust Rumik, no matter what Betsy says."
Rogue looked troubled, "Ah know what you mean Storm, but ah'll say one thing. Jean loves him, utterly and irrevocably, and he seems to have feelings for her. I don't trust him fully mahself, but we cain't ignore the fact that he did risk his life to save her, and us. If not for him Sinister and Candra would have won. As for Rumik, well, she saved the others from Exodus, and that's also pure truth. Ah dunno girl, if this is a plan of Cyclops's, it's a maghty stupid one." Storm frowned in thought, then answered Rogue.
"Whatever our feelings on the matter, they can wait till we reach Muir Isle. Once there, we can sort out our problems as a team. For now let's talk about your child. What are you going to call it? We must make some clothes for it."
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Apocalypse strode through the Tower. The guards around him bowed low in obeisance. He walked towards the door that led to where the Towers forces were assembled. It opened for him and he walked down the room, as all the people in the room bowed to him. He walked up the dais, and strode to the front of it. The Externals were lined up in front of him, on a slightly lower platform, and a bit below that stood the Prelates. The guards and mutant units were arranged in two groups in the hall, guards on Apocalypse's right, and units on his left. The lines of commander and Uber- Leutnants stood before them.
"Forces of the Tower, you may rise. The events of today have shown us two things. One, the rebels have strength and they managed to strike us a great blow. I am extremely disappointed in all of you, especially the Externals and Prelates. Because of your failings, one of the Externals' Archanfel has been killed, and two of the Prelates, one the High Prelate himself, have turned traitor. I am done staying behind in the shadows. From now on I shall head the charge, with you lot. I am going to recall all the units and forces I have sent out in my world, leaving the bare minimum needed to oversee any area. The rebels believe they have weakened us extremely but they have not. I shall crush them with my forces. The second thing, learnt by the traitorous actions is that none are to be trusted. Dark Beast!"
The entire assemblage flinched at his sudden shout. Out of the darkness behind a figure came, limping, to the front of the room.
"Dr. McCoy has agreed to conduct a massive psychological scan on all assembled here, including the Prelates. The Externals shall be scanned by me personally. Externals you are to join me in your hall, the rest of you are dismissed."
The Externals assembled in their hall, awaiting Apocalypse. The door leading to his personal quarters opened. Apocalypse came out and went and sat on a throne elevated above and behind where the Externals usually sat.
"I repeat what I said in the hall below. I am disappointed with all of you, including that dead Archanfel. He was a fool, blinded by vengeance. He destroyed himself in order to kill his greatest enemy, and caused the destruction of a great part of my Tower. Had he survived I would have killed him myself. If not for my timely arrival the Tower would have fallen to the rebels. You are all pathetic, useless, weak!"
The Externals flinched, but Apocalypse did not do anything further. He sat and stared at them.
"However, it is lucky for you that I already have a plan in motion, one that will rid me of all of my enemies once and for all."
Apocalypse stared at all the Externals without expression. Even Sammael looked away from his gaze. Apocalypse smiled, yes, the Externals understood that by enemies he meant all of his enemies, not just the rebels.
X======================================================X
HAHAHa. Tis done. HOHOHO. Okay. Anyway. Now that this is over, I'm going to mass post my other fics. Part of this is almost done, and I'm gonna post it daily if possible. I'll see after that. Three other fics coming this way as well. Hope you all like 'em.
Plus, A BIG BIG THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED MY STUFF!!! I'm not writing for the reviews, but I get deliriously happy when someone does review.