Hey, remember me, sorry it's been a while since I updated, I've had so much stuff to do at school recently I just haven't had a chance. Again I don't own anything, no matter how much I dream. Enjoy.

"No fucking way!"

Coming from two equally irate persons, neither of whom seemed to have a very tight grip on themselves, instead trusting others to make sure that they didn't lash out (or cursing silently for not being allowed to lash out), the three words carried a lot of weight and menace. Rogue's eyes were literally glowing a vivid green, and Pietro was thrumming with repressed energy, the Brotherhood was surrounding them, the X-men a living barrier before them, but still leaving them room to see the acolytes before them. Xavier was seated behind his desk, fingers steepled beneath his chin.

"Rogue, Pietro! Please."

The professor's voice didn't carry quite the 'snap', that it usually did. He still seemed to be in shock, it wasn't everyday that you found out that you're oldest friend had a son you'd never known about. And it wasn't even as though he'd been born when after they'd fought and gone they're separate ways. And as for Rogue, well! He'd heard about her mother from Storm after they'd come back from Mississippi, (via New York), about the training facility the teenagers had lived in for two years. But the thought had never even entered his mind that her mother could have been Mystique.

"Thank you Charles."

Magneto's voice was so smug and supercilious, but if you listened closely enough, or took advantage of the fact that he wasn't wearing his helmet you could detect a thread of pain running through his mind, or his thoughts, pain and loss. And Mystique, well, her pain was more evident if you knew how to look, eyes a darker, more painful yellow, one corner of her mouth twisted into a minute grimace.

"You can argue all you want children. But we all know that you will assist us. It would haunt you forever if you didn't, besides you want a chance to fight alongside us again, prove that you're better."

No doubt in his voice, he knew he was right when he said that, knew enough of their minds to know exactly what they would think or feel, and it drove the X-men nuts! The Brotherhood were their protégées, the next generation and part of their family, and the Acolytes knew them better than they did.

"Say we do agree to work with you, how do we know that you're going to leave us alone when it's over?"

"How do you know you're going to want to be left alone?"

That was it. The earth started rumbling, Fred took a step forward, Todd hopped up on a corner table, but before they could do anything Rogue beat them to it with a well-aimed tk blast that sent the Walking Magnet into a wall. This time they didn't even bother with the other Acolytes, instead they disappeared with a sulphurous BAMF. Then all hell broke loose. Cyclops let fly at the immobilized Magneto, a blast of lightning hit Sabretooth, swiftly followed by another that shot from a very irate Storm's fingertips, Kurt grabbed John and teleported his lower half into the floor, including his hands so he couldn't use his lighter, while Mystique was just a hairs breadth away from being shredded in blue, bloody pieces and served up on a silver platter. It would have been a decisive and wonderfully satisfying massacre but unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on whose side you were on, Xavier decided to step in and freeze everyone before they could commit murder.

"Stop this at once all of you. Logan Rogue has not run off again she and the boys are in the Danger Room working out some issues I would presume. Erik stop provoking my X-men or you will I will make you believe you are a three year old girl with a 'My Little Pony' obsession."

In the following silence Logan could have sworn he'd saw Magneto's mouth shape the words 'Dear God not again'.

"Very well Xavier. They should be down there for about an hour, and when they've finished, they'll agree. I know my daughter."


"We'll do it."

"But there are conditions."

"We know we'll have to coordinate with you during this, but afterwards you leave us alone."

"Unless we all lose our minds and actually want to associate with you after we're through this."

"Which we won't."

"Oh and professor, you need some new Acolyte droids in the Danger Room, we broke 'em all."

The five teenagers had burst into the office, shattering the uncomfortable atmosphere.

"When do we leave?"

"As soon as Cyclops here deigns to ready his jet. He seems to be under the misapprehension that we don't know our own children."

The cultured, slightly accented voice was tinged with the perfect amount of hurt, designed to make the X-Men explode. But unfortunately for his entertainment, they didn't rise.

"I'll go prep the jet."

"I'll help."

Scott walked out first, back stiff, jaw gritted, and tension radiating from every pore. As he stalked past Rogue reached out and brushed his hand with her own, which calmed him down a miniscule amount, meaning that his upper and lower jaw separated a few millimetres from each other. Storm walked past them next, the picture of serenity, bestowing a gentle smile upon the 'obviously defiant but hiding it behind whatever emotional detachment they could scrape up' teenagers, but outside the weather had taken a violent turn for the worst. Kurt followed silently, flashing the kids a quick smile, and the door banged shut behind them.

Not wanting the silence to become stagnant and oppressive Charles spoke up.

"Would you like to be told the details now or on the plane?"

"Don't bother professor, we already know what the plan is."

Lance's mouth was twisted up in a sarcastic grimace, seeing the bald man about to ask what he meant Pietro picked up where he left off."

"Fly to Canada, Storm gives us cover as we land close enough to the base to be able to make a quick getaway if we have to. We find a guard, Todd grabs him, Rogue touches him finds out any code we need, Mysti gets us in. Take out any guards we find on our way to the containment cells which Rogue is leading us too, if the first guard didn't know the way we'll have found another one. At one point we'll split up, Sabre', Daddy dearest, Lance, Fred, Todd, probably Logan and Scott will go to the cells, the rest of us will find all the data they've got stored from their experiments and destroy it. Once that's done, depending on how many test subjects there are we'll either fit them all on the Blackbird or steal a cargo plane, which they will have around, military bases in the middle of nowhere have to. Fly away, the people we've so kindly rescued will decide what the hell they're going to do now, and we all live happy ever after.

That close to what you all decided in our absence."

The kids smirked, so did their parents, John and Xavier looked surprised, and Logan and Sabretooth growled deep in their throats.

"Lets just get this fucking thing over with!"

RoganLuvr: I explained it in this chapter, but in case I didn't make it clear enough, coz I didn't just wanna come out and say it, I wanted to build the image up, (don't know if it worked or not), but they're breaking mutants out of a testing facility.

VB: Sorry, I thought I'd put it at the beginning of the story but apparently I haven't so here it is for everyone: Todd was not involved with the Liberty Island thing, he had no part in the films in my story line.

Chica De Los Ojos Café: hope you liked this update too.

Nicki: glad you liked it, and you'll find out the answer to that soon enough if you keep reading, I don't want to give it away.

DreamSprite: glad you liked it.

Shaishe: sorry it's been a while.

Mm4eva2gether: sorry it's been a while, and I hope you got what the mission was from the chapter, and if I didn't say it clearly enough it's in the review for RoganLuvr.