Three years from now
Lightning flashes in the distance, momentarily giving light to those hiding in the ruins by the cliff. The world had changed drastically in the years following Apocalypse's return. What had once been thought to be the final battle with him turned out to be just the first. Upon his disappearance in the sphinx he had reappeared in the future. When his minions released him he proceeded to release the greatest fury ever known to mutants and humans alike, Phoenix. The mutants near the cliffs knew this a little too well.
Nightcrawler whimpered in his sleep, the cold getting to even him with his blue fur. Mutants were hunted here, prey for the Hunters. Lying around him were some of his comrades. Rogue stood near the wall, Sebastian Shaw next to her. They were whispering like conspirators and Kitty wondered for a second what they were talking of. She could have floated over there and listened but she had little enough energy as is. She looked down on Kurt and longed for the ability to touch. In the year since the experiments had taken her senses she had empathized with Rogue. Though they had both changed, Rogue was still like a sister to her. When Kitty had escaped Genosha Rogue had been there to try to help, though there was not much that she could do. How could you help a ghost?
Wanda Maximoff was sleeping besides Nightcrawler. She would be the one to help them all achieve their plan. Or at least that was what St.John hoped. The X Men were not the only one to lose things when mutants had been deemed not "covered by the basic human rights." They had all lost something or someone. Now, mutant heads went for $200 a pop. All courtesy of the Hunters, a rebel band of humans whose sole purpose in life is to take out and destroy all mutants. They were notoriously vicious, as St.John could show you. Gathering your attention immediately was the deep scar sweeping across his forehead, down his left eye (which luckily survived), and into his hairline. No mutant healer would lay hands on him after his attack. They were afraid that he might have been infected with the demutagen, a virus used to shut down mutant nervous systems. It was too late though because by the time he had proved that he didn't have the virus he had already healed.
Kurt woke screaming. Wanda grabbed him before he could port away. Using her powers she shut down his abilities till he could calm down enough to realize that he was in no danger. "Alright, now?"
"Yes, I am fine." He spoke slowly, enunciating every word. A habit no doubt picked up before his time in Genosha. They had all spent time in Genosha, the mutant country that was more prison than sanctuary. Some had gained new abilities; others had lost some. Kurt looked around him at what was left of his former life in the glorious team of X Men. They were all that was left. The four of them excluding Shaw who was only present at Rogue's request, though why none of them knew. Kitty hovered across from him, staring stoically. She was no longer the happy Valley girl, but now a discontent mutant who suffered the most at the hands of the scientists there. Wanda held him to her, his only refuge in a world of pain. She had changed very much at Genosha, taking charge like a mama bear sensing danger. He would miss her the most. Rogue and the Black King, a.k.a. Sebastian Shaw also stood across from him. Rogue had gained from her experience at Genosha. She had gained the ability to 'turn off' her powers. Though in reality what she was doing was invoking Dorian Leech, the mutant with the ability to turn off all energy in certain areas. Using that Rogue could finally touch, though none of them knew this till after they got out of Genosha. Rogue had been the first to get out. Once there she had teamed up with Sebastian Shaw, though what their relationship was none of them exactly knew.
"Are ya ready, sugah?" As if hearing his thoughts Rogue turned to him.
"Yes, I vill begin now." Nightcrawler pulled himself from where he had sat with Wanda. She rose and walked over to the group of four who had begun to fidget nervously.
"Are ya sure this will work mate?" St.John's voice was deep; it rubbed against all the right muscles in a girl's stomach.
"It vill be fine my friend, as long as all goes according to plan. Do be polite when you see them." Rogue smirked, and St.John chuckled. Politeness was the last thing on any of their minds right now.
Kurt began to concentrate. He ported suddenly filling the air with sulfur; at the same time Wanda shot a hex bolt at him. It hit the portal and caused a wormhole. Wanda yelled to them over the roar, "Go!" Without question St.John jumped, followed by Rogue and Sebastian. Last Kitty floated in, turning one last time to throw a small smile at Wanda.
The portal closed behind them and Wanda released her hex bolt. She dropped to the ground. Nightcrawler appeared behind her, clutching his neck. The neural dampener that 'stifled' his powers appeared to have shorted out.
"Do you think they vill stop Jean in time?"
"I hope so, or this will all have been for nothing." Wanda leaned back against Nightcrawler and laughed. "God, I don't feel sorry for our past selves. Think about how you would feel if they appeared out of no where."
Nightcrawler thought, and then laughed for the first time in a long time. Yes his past self would be getting a shock right about now.
Lightning flashes in the distance, momentarily giving light to those hiding in the ruins by the cliff. The world had changed drastically in the years following Apocalypse's return. What had once been thought to be the final battle with him turned out to be just the first. Upon his disappearance in the sphinx he had reappeared in the future. When his minions released him he proceeded to release the greatest fury ever known to mutants and humans alike, Phoenix. The mutants near the cliffs knew this a little too well.
Nightcrawler whimpered in his sleep, the cold getting to even him with his blue fur. Mutants were hunted here, prey for the Hunters. Lying around him were some of his comrades. Rogue stood near the wall, Sebastian Shaw next to her. They were whispering like conspirators and Kitty wondered for a second what they were talking of. She could have floated over there and listened but she had little enough energy as is. She looked down on Kurt and longed for the ability to touch. In the year since the experiments had taken her senses she had empathized with Rogue. Though they had both changed, Rogue was still like a sister to her. When Kitty had escaped Genosha Rogue had been there to try to help, though there was not much that she could do. How could you help a ghost?
Wanda Maximoff was sleeping besides Nightcrawler. She would be the one to help them all achieve their plan. Or at least that was what St.John hoped. The X Men were not the only one to lose things when mutants had been deemed not "covered by the basic human rights." They had all lost something or someone. Now, mutant heads went for $200 a pop. All courtesy of the Hunters, a rebel band of humans whose sole purpose in life is to take out and destroy all mutants. They were notoriously vicious, as St.John could show you. Gathering your attention immediately was the deep scar sweeping across his forehead, down his left eye (which luckily survived), and into his hairline. No mutant healer would lay hands on him after his attack. They were afraid that he might have been infected with the demutagen, a virus used to shut down mutant nervous systems. It was too late though because by the time he had proved that he didn't have the virus he had already healed.
Kurt woke screaming. Wanda grabbed him before he could port away. Using her powers she shut down his abilities till he could calm down enough to realize that he was in no danger. "Alright, now?"
"Yes, I am fine." He spoke slowly, enunciating every word. A habit no doubt picked up before his time in Genosha. They had all spent time in Genosha, the mutant country that was more prison than sanctuary. Some had gained new abilities; others had lost some. Kurt looked around him at what was left of his former life in the glorious team of X Men. They were all that was left. The four of them excluding Shaw who was only present at Rogue's request, though why none of them knew. Kitty hovered across from him, staring stoically. She was no longer the happy Valley girl, but now a discontent mutant who suffered the most at the hands of the scientists there. Wanda held him to her, his only refuge in a world of pain. She had changed very much at Genosha, taking charge like a mama bear sensing danger. He would miss her the most. Rogue and the Black King, a.k.a. Sebastian Shaw also stood across from him. Rogue had gained from her experience at Genosha. She had gained the ability to 'turn off' her powers. Though in reality what she was doing was invoking Dorian Leech, the mutant with the ability to turn off all energy in certain areas. Using that Rogue could finally touch, though none of them knew this till after they got out of Genosha. Rogue had been the first to get out. Once there she had teamed up with Sebastian Shaw, though what their relationship was none of them exactly knew.
"Are ya ready, sugah?" As if hearing his thoughts Rogue turned to him.
"Yes, I vill begin now." Nightcrawler pulled himself from where he had sat with Wanda. She rose and walked over to the group of four who had begun to fidget nervously.
"Are ya sure this will work mate?" St.John's voice was deep; it rubbed against all the right muscles in a girl's stomach.
"It vill be fine my friend, as long as all goes according to plan. Do be polite when you see them." Rogue smirked, and St.John chuckled. Politeness was the last thing on any of their minds right now.
Kurt began to concentrate. He ported suddenly filling the air with sulfur; at the same time Wanda shot a hex bolt at him. It hit the portal and caused a wormhole. Wanda yelled to them over the roar, "Go!" Without question St.John jumped, followed by Rogue and Sebastian. Last Kitty floated in, turning one last time to throw a small smile at Wanda.
The portal closed behind them and Wanda released her hex bolt. She dropped to the ground. Nightcrawler appeared behind her, clutching his neck. The neural dampener that 'stifled' his powers appeared to have shorted out.
"Do you think they vill stop Jean in time?"
"I hope so, or this will all have been for nothing." Wanda leaned back against Nightcrawler and laughed. "God, I don't feel sorry for our past selves. Think about how you would feel if they appeared out of no where."
Nightcrawler thought, and then laughed for the first time in a long time. Yes his past self would be getting a shock right about now.