Chapter Thirteen
Enemie's plans
"What do you mean make the world holy again?" Scott asked not liking the sound of the words 'holy again.'
"Well why don't I give you a little demenstartion. Emma darling, would you leave the room please." General Tyler asked his mutant helper. She nodded her head and left the room and once she was a safe distance away, the General turned his machine on.
Suddenly Scott and Theressa felt a surge of pain run threw their bodies.
"What the ...hell are you ...doing to us?" Theressa asked clenching her teeth together to avoid from screaming again. She looked over at Cyclops and saw that he was doing the same thing.
"I'm getting rid of you forever. This machine will rid the world of mutants forever. It targets the x-gene and turns it inside out."
"Your…messing with…..our DNA?" Scott finally managed to ask.
"Actually, yes, that's exactly what I'm doing. When your DNA is changed or tampered with your body looses track of who you are and what it needs to do. Your organs will shut down as you slowly die."
"I don't think so bub!" Wolverine said charging in with claws drawn. He stabbed General Tyler in the gut and then let out a cry of pain as he fell to the floor.
"Dad!" Theressa exclaimed. She wanted to go to her father and make sure he was all right but she couldn't.
"I'm….fine…..T." Wolverine said forcing himself up, raised one set of claws and slashed the machine.
Angel, who was told to stay in the hall way, came running in, helped Wolverine up and went to unchain Scott. Wolverine walked over to his daughter and unchained her. As he did he saw her bullet wound on her leg.
"Can you walk?" He asked still unchaining her.
"No but I can fly and yes, Angel I can make us look like soliders just like Jean did awhile ago." Theressa said answering Angel's unasked question due to a telepathic leak. "Let's get out of here!" Theressa said as she, in the air, and the other x-men, on foot, left the room and headed for the jet, leaving the body of the General bleeding on the floor.
Soon they found the jet and as Jean lowered the ramp, Scott yelled, "Jean, let's get the hell out of here!" Scott sat behind his wife who, once everyone was on raised the ramp and flew the jet home.
