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Departure

Massachusetts Academy

(Also Generation X's Base)

20.12pm

A young man walked through a door and into a room, which was a study room. He walked to a young girl with blonde hair.

"You found anything Paige?" asked the young man telepathically.

"No but we'll find something Jono." said Paige. She turned to the young man. His name was Jonothon Evan Starsmore, or Jono. AKA Chamber. He wore a gangster sort of look which consisted of black leather pants, a jacket or coat and a black shirt, while he used scarves or ribbons to cover up the gaping energy-oozing hole in his chest and where the lower half of his chin used to be. Jono's powers manifested when he was 15, unfortunately, its first manifestation blew away the lower half of his face and the upper part of his chest, as well as crippling his then girlfriend, Gayle Edgerton.

He found it hard to talk, so instead he used a telepathic way.

"Miss Frost told me you found somin'." said Jono.

"I thought I did." she said, still looking at the screen of the computer. "Look, here's a web cam of the force field. Ah was lookin' at it earlier an' it appears that the X Men went there."

"Are they still there?" Jono asked Paige.

"No, something happened an' they left." Paige sighed and closed down the computer. "This is hopeless, we're never gonna be able t' destroy Apocalypse." Jono put his hand on Paige's shoulder. It was a bold move for him since he didn't really like social stuff, but when it came to Paige it was different.

In a way she was the one to force Jono to spend time with her, and in the end he didn't know how he felt about her. He knew it wasn't love, but then again, what was it?

"Apocalypse won't win, as long as there's still good people in the world."

Paige smiled and stood up. She wore her usual Generation X uniform which was a red bodysuit with yellow elbow pads, gloves, boots, and belt with a blue X on it.

"Yeah I guess so, but we can't be sure can we? For all we know, we could be gone in a second." said Paige getting closer to Jono. Jono eyed her up and down, not sure of her intentions. He gulped as he started to get nervous.

"Um…yeah…" he said as he backed away a bit.

Paige put her hand on his chest. She got closer and closer to him. Jono didn't know what to do; it was damned obvious she was going to try to kiss him. He panicked as she closed her eyes and was about to move the scarf over his mouth when the door to the study room opened.

"Oh…I hope I wasn't interrupting anything…" said Emma Frost as she froze in her position.

"Ur no you wasn't, don't worry." said Jono as he stepped back from Paige who had a disappointed look on her face.

"What's up?" asked Paige, slightly annoyed tone in her voice.

"Well I and Sean are going to the X Men. We need to ask for more information on Apocalypse." said Emma.

"Well can I come?" asked Paige.

"Well actually Paige I was wondering if you could look after this place for me while we were gone." explained Emma.

"What, why me?" she asked.

"Well Jubilee and Chamber are going to come with us. So the rest of Generation X will stay here looking up more information on Apocalypse."

"But why can't someone else do that!" shouted Paige.

"Oh come on gel, you always wanted to be independent an' now ya got a chance ter prove that." said Jono.

"You're just saying that 'coz ya actually go an' get t' see the X Men." said Paige sticking out her tongue.

"Well at least you're the one in charge luv." said Emma. "Anyway make sure nothing happens okay? Come on Chamber let's go." Jono nodded and was about to follow when Paige bounced on his back. He nearly fell to the ground but kept himself balanced. Paige giggled and got off his back and turned him towards her.

"Now don't you b' makin' gu gu eyes at any o' those X gals now will ya?" joked Paige, with a hint of seriousness. Jono sighed, they weren't even together yet she acted as though they were. He didn't care though, he had pretty much got used to it now. Mind you, he couldn't think of any other girl except Paige.

"Don't worry gel, I won't. There not my style anyway." he lied. Paige smiled though which made him a bit happier.

Paige lent forward, almost at the speed of light, and kissed him on the cheek. Jono almost gasped and blushed a bit. Paige laughed again.

"I'll see ya later darlin'." she said as she turned the computer back on. Jono tried to hide his blush and walked through the doors. As he closed them behind him, Jubilee popped out behind him.

"You so like her." she said.

"You're pretty much ter the point." he said as he looked at Jubilee and carried on walking forward. "And I don't like 'er. As a friend yes, but nothing more."

Jubilee tutted at him and jumped in front of him.

"You have no idea what ya getting ya self into Jono. The girl is practically head over heels over ya. And if I like, know Paige, which I do, she never let's her guys outta her site." explained Jubilee. She laughed as she saw the expression in Jono's eyes. "Come on tough guy, Emma and Sean are waitin' for us."

Jubilee linked arms with Jono and started skipping away with a very apprehensive Jono at the side of him.

Xavier Mansion

Outskirts of New York

20.42pm

Bishop looked over to the Professor. He had been scanning Bishop's mind again and again trying to find some error, but by the looks of things, the Professor had to face the truth about Bishop.

The Professor took his hands away from each side of his temple. He opened his eyes and looked to Bishop and put his hands together.

"I have found no fault in your memories, these are obviously authentic." said Xavier.

"So now you believe me?" said Bishop.

"Don't get us wrong Bishop; we just need to know you're not lying." said Scott as he leaned on the wall.

"I just don't understand…you said that you came through the astral plane, are your powers concurrent to the astral plane?" asked Xavier.

"No sir, I've already told you. The time master has opened time itself for me. He obviously wants me to change something, and my guess is he wants me to change Apocalypse winning." explained Bishop.

"But the rest of the X Men who went to Egypt told us that if Apocalypse won he would take over the three timelines of our solar system, past, present and future." said Scott. "Why hasn't he already got control in your time to stop you going to the past?"

"Because that prophesy hasn't fulfilled itself yet, and I intend it not to." said Bishop scrunching his fist up.

"Be sure to know we feel the same Bishop." said Xavier firmly.

"Everyday Apocalypse grows stronger in my time, it doesn't matter how much we try, the events of the past already happened. We can't defeat him in the future, there is no possible way, but if the time master wanted me to stop this happening, then I'm sure as hell try to defeat him in this time period." explained Bishop.

"But what makes it so different? Your future is our future, why do you think you can stop Apocalypse and change the future?" asked Scott.

"Because they didn't have Bishop on their side…"

20.54pm

Scott Summers walked inside his bedroom. He had been stressed ever since Jean went into the Professor's mind. He hated if anything ever happened to her, plus he couldn't stop her because she was a telepathic. It irritated him when she did that because he couldn't help her.

He sighed and sat on his bed. Things were crazy at the mansion. He didn't understand what Bishop was saying. How could the X Men loose? Scott had never thought the X Men would loose a battle, maybe he thought that because he was a little arrogant. He was never able to it let go if the X Men had lost a battle. Was it so hard to defeat Apocalypse? Sure Scott knew Apocalypse was powerful, but not so powerful.

Suddenly the door opened, causing Scott to jump out of his daydream state.

"Hey Scott." said Jean. She sat next to him on the bed. "I shouted you a couple of time…I need to talk to you."

"About today?" asked Scott, slightly angry? "Jean, you could have gotten yourself killed, plus you disrespected my orders!"

"I know Scott, please listen to me-." said Jean calmly. Scott started to pace around the room.

"Jean, I take my role as leader very seriously, and a lot of the X Men think I'm a really interventionist, bothersome teachers pet, but I'm not. I love the responsibility, but when the X Men say stuff about me, I just take it like a leader has to. Sometimes it gets to me though, so when you disrespect my orders, no wonder the X Men so their own thing!" shouted Scott.

"Oh so now it's about your reputation!" shouted Jean getting off the bed. "I thought it was about me getting myself killed and you worrying!"

"It is Jean! But sometimes you gotta remember that I'm not just your boyfriend, I'm your leader!"

"I fucking know Scott, I know more than anyone how seriously you take your role of leader. I know you look out for the X men, and I know the grief they give you, but for once in your fucking life will you pay attention to me for a second!" shouted Jean.

Scott looked at the breathless Jean. She daren't look into his eyes. He didn't know what to say. Sure he pays attention on the X Men and their well being, but he never thought he didn't give Jean enough love. Maybe it wasn't just about the love, maybe she wanted to feel more special.

"Jean…I…I don't know what to say…"

Jean didn't speak, still looking to the floor. She had had enough on her plate today. She couldn't believe she shouted at him like that. Jean knew she felt that way for a long time, not just Scott not giving her the warmth she needed, but unsatisfied by the sex. Sure Jean wasn't as flirty as Kitty or Rogue or some of the other X Woman, but she still needed to be with someone, in someone. And she only wanted that with Scott.

"I love you Jean, I love you so much. I couldn't cope one day without you by my side. I may not give you enough attention, even though I want to, but just having you by my side makes me feel privileged." explained Scott. Jean finally looked up at him. She smiled weakly and walked over to him. She put her arms around his neck and Scott put is around her waist. The embraced, tightly and lovingly.

"I love you too Scott, it's just I want you for my own, I don't want to have to share you with the others." said Jean still hugging Scott. Scott gently pushed her put of his arms and put both of his hands around her face.

"Let me make it up to you." he said. Jean looked puzzled.

"How?" Scott smiled cheekily, something odd to see from him. He moved towards her swiftly and immediately gained entrance to her mouth. Jean was surprised by his movement but none the less sunk into their kiss. She wrapped her arms around her lover and held him close to his body. Slowly, she turned them around, never breaking the embrace. With one hand, she gently pushed him back to the bed, the back of his knees hitting the side and forcing him to sit down suddenly. Jean stepped back into the moonlight again, sure that Scott could follow every movement. She drew the hairpin from the mass of scarlet hair, letting it uncoil like a tongue of fire down her back. Shaking it out, Jean allowed herself the luxury of a long stretch, arching like a cat, body painted in silver waves of light. Scott started to rise from the bed, only to be sat back down firmly by a telekinetic shove.

"Hey, you said you were going to make it up to me." said Jean seductively.

"But you just yawned…" he said.

"Baby we've been together for ages and you still don't know how to judge what a woman's doing." said Jean smiling. "Let me remind you." She reached back and snapped the clasp of her bra, causing the undergarment to slip forward. It stayed just barely on, held tenaciously by the loosened straps and the intensity of Scott's stare. Jean looked down at him, smiling at the sudden shock of the reality of the situation hitting him. Scott quickly undressed himself, not wanting to waste time. His eyes met hers for a moment, and Jean gave him her most wicked look as she brought her arms down, brushing the bra down and away. Scott's mouth went dry, his tongue feeling three times its normal size. Her breasts were high and firm, a slight pinkish blush casting across them from Scott's gaze. Her body was all gentle curves, with the promise of strength through out. " Like what you see?" She said, her voice low and sultry as she draped her arms around his neck. Scott found himself lost in the vision of her, red tresses hanging down, outlining her firm breasts and the wine-coloured nipples, taut with arousal. Leaning down over him, Jean tilted her head, their lips meeting. The meeting was no longer an act of love, but a fusion of passions, too deep and wild to be reined in. Scott buried his hands in the masses of red hair, marvelling at the softness of it, drinking deeply of it's scent. Jean's hands combed through his own short brown hair, fingers leaving electric traces down his spine. She arched into him, and Scott left her mouth, lips questing further down, leaving a trail of hot kisses along the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. Jean moaned, surrendering to his gentle caresses. Everywhere his fingers lightly skimmed felt hot, lines of fire travelling her form. The tip of his index finger brushed her nipple and she bit back a gasp, amazed to find herself so sensitive to his touch. Gently he eased her back on the bed with him, still tracing her form gently with his hands. Jean rode on the sensations running through her as Scott nuzzled between her breasts, the warmth of his breath on her skin. One hand came up to cup her left breast, moulding the shape around it. Scott slipped his hand over it, the nipple rubbing erect against the rougher skin of his palm. Leaning over, he took the nub in his mouth, laving it with his tongue, causing Jean to cry out. Thrusting forward, she arched more into his caress, her body hungry with desire. Scott worked at the nipple, taking the other breast in his hand and switching his attentions. He was heady with the perfume of her skin, and the silken breast at his lips. Jean's hips bucked forward, meeting with his own, the contact electric for both of them. Jean was skimming the edge of her orgasm, the physical and mental stimulation attacking her senses. She could feel the slight tremors in Scott's hands as he worked at the aroused breasts, his whole body tense and rigid. Too fast they were approaching an edge, too soon for what Jean had in mind. Cupping Scott's chin with her hand, she lifted his face from her chest, panting softly.

" Hey lover. I think I'm getting all the attention here."

" I don't mind at all. Besides I thought that's what you wanted?" asked Scott.

"Yeah it is, but I wanna give you a go." said Jean. Jean leaned forward, planning to draw Scott up face to face with her. However, Scott had other ideas. Jean was just bending forward when Scott's hand, seemingly innocently brushed against her flimsily covered sex. She jerked back like she had grabbed a live wire. One thumb stoked the length of her, and she surrendered to the wave of emotions, fingers clutching the sheets beside her in a death grip. Scott slid further down the length of her body, planting soft kisses as he went, each touch making her shudder. It was a light climax, the tensions of her body releasing, her mind clear and hungry for more. She couldn't do anything but gasp as Scott dipped between her legs, as they parted to offer more of her to his touch. Scott ran his face along the inside of her thigh, the stubble of his jaw erotic and foreign to the soft skin. Both hands ran the length of her legs, easing down the soaked fabric of her underwear. Jean moaned and twisted slightly as Scott planted a kiss at the point of her mount, nose buried in the kinky dark red hair which framed her sex. He inhaled deeply, her musk strong in his nostrils.

Jean gasped again as Scott's tongue made it's first pass, laving the outer lips of her exposed vagina. She felt the pressure building in her loins, waves of pleasure coming from the core of her as she opened under his ministrations. Scott worked slowly, his mouth feeding the heat growing within her. As the rough tongue made it's movements over her clitoris, Jean shuddered violently, trying to bury herself in the sensations. Scott moved slowly, splitting his attentions equally amongst the lips and the erect nub of the clitoris, a combination of slow and quick pleasure which drove Jean to a height she had never experienced. Gasping, her hands left Scott's head, coming to rest at the bars of his headboard. Grabbing them with all of her strength. She thrust up further into Scott's attentions. He quickly obliged, bearing down on the point of heat between her legs, tongue and mouth worrying the core of her. With a cry, she surrendered to the full impact of her orgasm. While the last had been a light one, just skimming the surface, this one tore through her, body bucking and shuddering with the force of her reaction.

"Dear... God..." She said panting as Scott lifted his head from between her thighs. "When did you learn how to do that?" Scott laughed.

Scott lifted his hips, helping her slide the pants past his hips and to the floor. She ran her hands along the smooth hard lines of his legs, smiling as the muscles clenched and relaxed under her touch. The same warmth she had felt earlier flowed up from him, exciting her, wanting him more for it. What was it about the intense, quiet man who touched her? Jean bent forward and placed a kiss on Scott's midsection, drinking in his warmth and strength. She reached out with her telekinetic powers, slipping tendrils under the edge of his shorts and dragging them off, not wanting to straighten up from her position. Jean began to edge downwards, lips kissing lightly along his abdomen, hair brushing along his body as she moved. He twitched as she ran a hand down his length, marvelling at the contrast between the softness of the skin and the rigidity of his member. She ran her fingers through the thatch of brown curly hair and lightly cupped him, Scott groaning and twisting under her touch. An evil smile grew on her face, born of daring and passion as she ran her tongue catlike along the underside of his shaft, a shocked gasp issuing from Scott. Ignoring the weak protests of her lover, Jean dipped back down, fingers caressing him as she took him in her mouth. She was on instinct now, no idea of actual technique or rhythm other then the blood pounding in her veins and the heat which suffused her. Scott arched, groaning and writhing under her actions, pleasure sweeping through him like a tidal wave, untameable and irresistible. Jean took him in deeply, fighting back her gag reflex, wanting to consume him totally. She drew back, teeth lightly scrapping against the sensitive skin, eliciting another moan from her lover, this one lower and more urgent. She could feel his raising climax in her body, in his actions, and in their minds. Building against the wall he had inside him, swelling dangerously in the raging emotions. Jean pulled back, striking out with a cat-like tongue to run along the head of his erection, enjoying the burning skin. She still held him lightly, looking up at him across the length of his body.

Scott smiled down at her, and she skimmed her way up his body to lay atop him, face to face. Scott didn't say a word, kissing her deeply, hands buried in her masses of hair. Jean slipped a hand down and grasped him, positioning herself over him. Slowly, she eased back down on to him, taking him within her at her pace. The first touch was electric, the first second was explosive. Scott moaned, head back and the lines of his neck taut. Jean placed both hands on his chest, finally reaching his full length. She sat there for a long moment, adjusting to the unfamiliar sensation of fullness, trying to sort out the sensations flooding into her brain. Then, slowly and tentatively, she began to move. Scott was overwhelmed, arching into the clinging warmth, matching the developing rhythm. Their eyes met, bodies already moving within uncommon familiarity to the other. Jean's red hair formed a curtain in front of Scott, her breath coming faster as her body sped to match her need. Scott could feel her need, her desire, her want rushing through her. He grasped her waist, both hands spread on her sides, directing her movements with his own, driving faster and harder. Both were gasping, moaning, overloaded by the stimulation of each other.

With surprising skill, Scott flipped Jean over, rolling her unto her back without losing their connection. Propped on his arms over her, he kissed her deeply, feeling the heat on her lips. Jean crushed her mouth to his, tasting the sweat on his lips, the fire in his mind. Scott began slowly, coasting on her desire, building the fire within them. He drew back his full length before easing back, a shudder running the length of Jean's body. The flush had travelled the length of her pale skin, pinking the white expanse of her stomach and breasts. Scott increased the speed, Jean travelling up with him. She was not passive, legs locked behind his, urging him to her needs, arms straining against his, her strength both fuelling and fighting his. Together, they drove higher and higher, seeking their mutual peak. Panting now, minds and bodies attuned solely on each other and the imminent peaking of their combined lust and desire. Jean thrust forward harder, more urgent now.

" Scott... oh God, Scott. I can't... hold..." Jean gasped, nails leaving red traces down Scott's back, blood seeping lightly from some of them. Scott didn't answer, completely overwhelmed, responding to Jean's unvoiced need unconsciously. The tempo increased further, both insensible to the outside world at this point.

Jean was first to reach her climax, throwing back her head and crying out, racked by wave after wave of pleasure and pain and fulfilment and the thousands of indescribable feelings which were the nature of the orgasm. She crested, hands dug into Scott's back and legs wrapped tight about him in sweet agony. The sudden tensing of Jean, the fleeting brush of her telepathic response to the orgasm drove Scott over the edge, control breaking as he climaxed, flooding into his love. He shuddered as the orgasm raged in him, Jean crying out as she felt his climax. Her body went limp under him, and Scott was grateful as he collapsed beside her. She rolled to face him, hand trembling as she reached up to touch his face.

"Oh Scott, I love you so much." Jean said panting. Scott smiled.

"I love you too and I promise this night will be like every night, even better." said Scott, also breathless. Jean smiled.

"No complaints there." she said.

21.38

Jean walked past the hallways checking on the students. It had been a busy day today and quite excruciating for Jean too. She had not only been beaten up, but she had to use most of the mental energy to fight off Sauron and Archangel. She just couldn't wait to just lie down next to her boyfriend and go to sleep. She didn't even care about Scott's snoring.

As she walked past the students dorms, she heard crying. Jean stopped and followed the noise into a dorm. She peeped in and saw a girl she had never even seen before.

Jean used her manners and knocked on the door. The girl popped her head up quickly and then wiped her eyes. She had long white hair and her skin was a sort of pale white colour. She had purely pink lips and her eyes were also a very light pink colour.

"Come on in Miss Grey." said the girl.

"Hi, I heard you crying and I just wondered what the matter was." said Jean as she entered the room and sat next to the girl on her bed.

"Oh nothing, sorry to bother you Miss Grey I just…"

"Please, call me Jean. We're not in class so I don't mind." the girl smiled and nodded. Silence entered the room and it was quite uncomfortable for the two women. "I'm so sorry, I'm normally good at remembering names, but I can't remember yours."

"Oh that's okay. They call me Oracle."

"Oracle isn't that more like your code name?" asked Jean.

"Not really, I prefer it to giving my real name out." said Oracle. Jean nodded and raised her eyebrows. Something was peculiar about her.

"So why were you crying, are you getting bullied?" asked Jean. Oracle chuckled.

"Me? Bullied? No way, but even if I were I could make it stop."

"Because of your powers?"

"Exactly."

"What are they?" asked Jean. "Sorry I don't mean to be nosy, it's just I haven't had a conversation without the word Apocalypse for ages." Oracle laughed.

"I know what you mean. I have telepathic powers which enable me to read and project thoughts, stun others into unconsciousness, and alter the natural flow of mental energy in sentient beings to create illusions, re-write memories, and control the actions of others." explained Oracle.

"Wow, what a heck of a power. It's really weird because even though I'm a teacher here and I should have noticed by now, I've actually begun to realised that there are a lot of powerful mutants here." said Jean.

"Oh you have no idea." said Oracle. Jean looked at her; she could sense something bizarre about this girl.

"I'm sorry, how come I haven't seen you around the mansion before?" asked Jean.

"I don't know." said Oracle with a smile on her face. Jean nodded and looked at her.

'Maybe it'll be okay to read her mind…' thought Jean.

"Naughty Jean, you shouldn't be thinking of things like that." joked Oracle. Jean stood up and moved backwards.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I'm here for my master…you might have heard of him…Apocalypse?" Jean gasped and looked at Oracle.

"I should have known." she said. "How did you get in here?"

"Let's just say I have friends inside the house." said Oracle as she looked at her nails.

"Hi Miss Grey." Jean turned to Oracle's doorway and standing there was one of the students she knew as Morph.

"Morph?" said Jean. "How could you…? How could you betray the X Men and mankind?" Jean had tears down her eyes.

"Sorry Miss Grey, but I have so much shit in my life I might as well." said Morph sounding as though he was stoned. Jean turned back to Oracle.

"Ya see 'Miss Grey', Apocalypse has a team called 'The Follows', that's us and a few other people. Morph here, decided he wanted to help."

"Help for what!" said Jean coldly.

"We needed to get in the Xavier mansion to find 5 mutants if our choice for Apocalypse. Apocalypse wants them so they can open up the astral plane. He needs pure energy." explained Oracle.

"You evil bi…"

"Now now, no need for name calling. Let's be civilised about this."

"You don't even know the word!" shouted Jean.

"We know you won't help us, but you have no choice. The Professor will soon sense I don't belong here, so if I can control you…do you get the picture?"

"I won't go against my own family." said Jean.

"You have no choice." said Oracle. Jean turned to morph.

"Morph, listen to me, the X Men are a better team, we can win this…please." pleaded Jean.

"To late for pleas Jean Grey." said Oracle as she stepped closer to her.

"Get away from me!" she shouted as Jean used her telekinetic powers to push Oracle back. Oracle was pushed to the wall.

"I'm sorry Miss Grey, it's not me…please believe Me." said Morph. Jean turned to Morph. "Sinister put a chip in my head…help me please." Morph had tears running down his eyes. "I can't control it…" Morph punched Jean in the face. Jean fell to the ground. "I'm sorry."

"Shut up Morph!" shouted Oracle as she got up. She looked at Jean on the floor. "Don't worry Jean, you won't feel a thing." she said with a wicked smile. Oracle touched Jean's forehead and a flash occurred. Oracle implanted images into Jean's head. Jean opened her eyes.

"What did you do?" asked Morph.

"I gave her her first task as part of the Follows. She will do these tasks for us. I've rewrite her memories so she thinks she's one of us."

"So you've rewrote her…her memories…is she part of our team?" asked Morph.

"Yes Jean Grey is now on Apocalypse's team." said a grinning Oracle.

The Temple Of Legends

21.39PM

Hank and Rogue had been walking down the long passageway for ages now. Searching for Sinister was a pretty hard task when they didn't have any clues, but earlier they had founded blood on the sand. Rogue was nearly in tears and Beast had to carm her down.

It was obvious to him and many others to the institute that Rogue had feelings for Remy, but it was even more obvious that Remy had them for Rogue. Mainly because he was more open about his feelings, but Rogue was more closed in about those certain feelings. So to see Rogue cry for Remy was certainly an eye opener for Hank. He had actually never seen her cry before, so he took it as a sign that Rogue just truly like Gambit more than what was expected.

Time dawned on since then and they had found more trails of blood.

"What is Sinister tryin' t' do, kill 'im!" shouted Rogue. "He's been stabbed fo' heavens sake!"

"People like Sinister don't have a heart my dear." said Beast.

"Sinister is a different kind o' villain though, he actually is obsessed with mutants."

"Yes, from the time we were taken to the savage lands, he did seem like a lunatic."

"Ah jus' hope Gambits okay…" said Rogue, a tear falling from her beautiful emerald eyes.

"Now, now my dear, Gambit it a strongman, he will be okay. But we must find him quick." said Beast.

"But what 'f he's hurtin' 'im?" asked Rogue, tears still falling out. Rogue hated showing this much desperation, but she didn't care at the moment, all she wanted to do was see Gambit, hear his non funny jokes and his Cajun charms which didn't work on her.

"Now Rogue, we've been through this. Gambit wouldn't like to see you in this state would he?" Rogue sighed and wiped her tears away.

"Ah guess not." she said. "Come on, we should walk quicker."

Beast and Rogue went round a corner and there in front of them was Gambit. But instead of Sinister being there, Gambit was on his own. His hands were nailed to a cross and blood was all over his hands and his wound by X23. Rogue nearly fainted and Beast was speechless. On Gambit's chest was a note which had clear writing on it. It said 'The reign of Apocalypse begins NOW'.

Romy fans don't hate me, Rogue and Remy are my favourite couple, but it's gonna get interesting. So what do you think? Pretty good cliffhanger might you say? Well please let me know and give me your reviews I so dearly love. Also please please please give me any advice or what coupling you want.

Next Chapter – Nightmare – Rogue and Beast must help to save Remy's life, but run into some company when there down there. But is everything what It seems to be? Meanwhile Magneto, Iceman, Storm and Pyro are troubled by Malice and someone they didn't expect. And what happens when company comes knocking at the X Mansion doors? If there is one story or chapter you have to read, the next one will be it.

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