Over halfway done with the story! Writing a sequel has proven difficult, so I've been working on some other Stargate stories. I hope to have them up soon.
I own nothing...not even my soul. My high school took that about seven years ago and won't give it back.
As you can apparently see, this chapter takes place one year after Sage's death.
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One year later…
Cassie watched the new recruits from the Danger Room's Observation Room. She had graduated from high school and decided to stay on at the Institute and become an official X-Man. Sam had returned to Colorado to head the new SG team, SG-X. Kurt had decided to go with her and before they left he had proposed to Sam. She had gladly accepted and made sure he knew it as well.
"Hello Cassandra," a woman said with an English accent.
"Psylocke," she greeted. "How've you been?"
"Well. And you?" she answered.
"Good." Since the discovery that Cassie could form psychic weapons she had been training with Psylocke ever since.
"Ready for a sparring match when Logan is done?" she asked.
Cassie grinned and nodded. "Let me go change first," she said and left the Observation Room. She returned several minutes later and the two women waited for Logan to finish.
He looked up at the pair and grinned. "How about a three way match?" he offered.
"Sounds like fun," Cassie said.
"Indeed," Psylocke agreed and they walked down to the Danger Room and began a three way spar with Logan.
After only a few minutes of sparring they stopped when they heard Professor Xavier calling them to the War Room. The trio turned off the simulation and walked into the room, puzzled looks on their faces.
"What's up Professor?" Cassie asked.
"We just received word about a new mutant in Egypt," Xavier began. "From what Cerebro can determine, the mutant is male and approximately twenty seven years in age. Why he was detected so late I do not know as of yet. But go to Egypt and make sure no one harms him and vice versa.
"Storm, Psylocke, Wolverine, Raven, and Jean will go," Xavier said.
Cassie smiled at the use of her code name. She followed the other four out to the X-Jet and strapped herself in as Storm and Jean ran through the start up check list. A moment later they were airborne and heading for Egypt.
"How's Sam doing?" Wolverine asked, glancing over at Cassie.
"She's good. Happy to be going off-world again," Cassie replied.
"We should be there in an hour," Storm said, turning to them. "We'll land a few miles from the town he's in." They nodded and began talking about random things.
"X-Jet, come in," Xavier said through the radio.
"This is Storm. What is it Professor?"
"I can't get a read on the mutant anymore. He's vanished. Find out what you can at in the town. Maybe someone saw him leave or knows who he is."
"Will do Professor," Storm acknowledged. She expertly guided the craft down to the ground and gently placed it on the ground. "Let's go," she said. They rose to their feet and walked to the village.
They stopped several hundred feet from the town, their eyes wide. Smoke was billowing from several buildings and flames were roaring high in the air. Storm's eyes turned white and rain clouds sprang up. It began pouring as they entered the village.
"Excuse me," Storm said to a passing villager. "What happened?"
"Several people were murdered," she said, her voice tight with fear. "Never before have I seen death in such a manner."
"Where were these people murdered?" Jean asked.
"There," she said, pointing to the buildings on fire.
"How did they die?" Cassie asked.
"I do not know," the woman said.
"Thank you," Storm said as the woman hurried away. The group made their way to the smoldering buildings and discreetly entered. They began poking around, trying to find out what had happened.
"Over here," Wolverine called.
"My god…" Storm breathed.
Psylocke knelt down and looked at the dozen dead bodies. "Looks like they were killed by a knife of some sort."
"But there's no signs of entry," Cassie said. She suddenly cried out when a figure tackled her to the ground. She flung him off and looked up. "What the hell?"
The figure was completely black, his eyes blazing yellow, a distant look in their depths. Black smoke was floating off of his body. A knife gleamed in his hand. Wolverine launched himself at the figure but passed right through him.
"His mind's completely blocked off," Jean said. "I can't get through to him telepathically." She dodged a slash from his knife.
Psylocke formed a knife and rushed him. She slashed down, catching him on the arm. He backed into a shadow and vanished from view. The five X-Men looked around, searching for him.
"I don't smell him anymore," Wolverine said.
"Strange," Jean said, kneeling down.
"What?" Psylocke asked.
"Apparently, psionic weapons can hurt him," she explained, pulling out a cloth and dabbing some blood up with it. "Let's get back to the mansion. We can analyze this blood and see who it belongs to."
"I'll give my mother a call," Cassie finally said.
"Why?" Wolverine demanded.
"I sensed something in him. Something I…something I haven't sensed in almost four years." She looked at them, her eyes full of fear and determination. "That mutant… that guy was a Goa'uld."
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