Several thousand miles away, in a secret location in the grand ol' U.S of A sat a bald man in a wheelchair. Not just any bald man in a wheelchair, but the one and only Xavier. Wheeling himself forward to face to large bay windows of his office he smiled grimly and leaned thoughtfully with his elbows on the large oak desk. Outside in the quad mutants of all ages and forms merged as one, a unity of friends and relatives. He only wondered how long it would be before a new recruit arrived. His college was growing fast and his resources thin. Only recently had new members arrived, Quicksilver (as he preferred to be called), the son of Magneto had come to the side of good it seemed, bringing many with him in his time of revelation.

'I only wonder when the others will arrive…" he thought, before being interrupted by Storm, with an answer to his questions.

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Belle, meanwhile, stood back upon the decks of the research ship. She took a deep breath of ocean air and silently admitted to herself it wasn't as bad as she first thought. Her thoughts drifted back to the hypnosis session, and the thoughts of Lucy and Mother, abandoning her. She tensed her muscles and clenched her fists.

"So called family," she muttered to the sinking sun, "what family were they? Leaving a 10 year old by herself on a ship, pathetic," she scowled to herself. But her face softened at the thought of what she had seen earlier that day and she pulled her bracelet off and dropped it into the ocean before walking back inside for dinner. (HAHA Titanic anyone?)

Ok, now it's gunna get a little bit more into the whole x men theme *thumbs up*