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THE STREETS OF NEW YORK:

Raven walked down the streets to her home when suddenly a weird feeling came over her. Quickly, she ran down a dark alley to hide form on lookers. A moment later pain surged through her body and her pale white skin turned royal blue, complete with scales and er jet black hair turned blood red.

Eric was right. The cure was temporary but this didn't mean she would go with him, not after what he did to her but she was a mutant again. But where would she go? Who would take her in? She'd always followd Magneto before. He had always taken care of her but now it was time to take control of her own life.

Mystique changed into the form of Raven and was about to head home when she felt a hand on her. Instantly, she grabbed the hand, flipped herself over the body that it belonged to and as she pulled the arm told the man, "You should know better than to sneek up on me."

"Sorry, Cheir. Didn't know what else to do. Thought you'd recognize my touch."

"The only touch I recognize it Magneto's." She said letting the man go and he faced her. He was a tall man ina white musle shirt, jeans and a brown trench coat. His hair was brown and pulled bacl to keep it out of his face, which revealed his red eyes. Mystique had first met this man when the government had captured her. They had put him in a different convoy than her but he had managed to escape. Now it was time to find out what he wanted.

"What do you want Gambit?"

"What? No hello. Dat hurts cheir." Mystique simply stared evenly at Gambit until he took a deep breath and said, "Gambit got a new boss and seeing as how ya were so nice to Gambit when we were caged, Gambit thought he'd cut you in."

"Who is it?" Mystique asked trying to get passed out Gambit talked in third person.

"M e." a voice said behind Mystique, who turned around and saw a tall, muscular, grey skinned man standing there.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"En Sabah Nur." the man replied giving his name in a language Mystique didn't understand. Maybe she should go back to Eric. It woul be so much more simpler but then again this would be the perfect opertunity to get back at Eric. To make him come crawling back to her.

"What does En Sabah Nur mean?" Mystique asked.

"The first one." The man replied and then said," But you can call me Apocolypse."

"If I join you what's in it for me?"

"Join me and I shall give you power when I rule the world."
Mystique looked at Gamibt who was now beside her and he said, "Come now cheir, it would be fun to have one more adventuer with Gambit, no?"

"All right. i'm in." Mystique said.

"Good." Apocolypse said as he turned to leave with Gambit and Mystique right behind him, "Two down one to go."


THE MANSION
Logan ran into the mansion yelling, "Strom!"

"In here Logan!" Strom shouted back from Xavier's office and when he got there, Logan found Storm going through Xavier's things. When she saw him she asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"I dont know. All I know is that some guy rose up and claimed to be Apocolypse."

"What makes you think this guy's trouble?"

"Besides the fact that his name is Apocalypse, the end of the world?" Wolveirne asked and then continued to answer Strom's question, "He rose from the ground of Alcatraz. Someone had inprisoned him at one point for one reason or another. In my opinnion, you've got to be bad ass to be buried alive."

"You think the battle at Alcatraz is what awoke him?"

"Maybe."

Suddely the walls began to shake, lights flicked and books and papers rose to the ceiling.

"What the hell?' Logan asked recognizing what power had to be used to make all this happen but she was dead, wasn't she? He had killed her himself.

Deciding to chec on her grave, Logan darted out of the office with Strom right behind him. As the walls and pictures began ifting as the walls continued to shake.

Once the two got outside everything seemed to be fine until the ground began to shake and a second later, Jean's grave busted open and a figure shot out and flew away. The coffin that had held her lifeless body, that Logan had placed in the coffin himself, rose out of the grave, empty and then fel back down.

"Holy !" Logan exclaimed, "This ain't good!"


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