Title: Eternity Ends Tomorrow

Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom

Summary: The government said they saved vials of the 'cure' for only the deadliest of mutants. They never defined what deadly meant, at the top of their list was her. She has always been here in the shadows never interfering, but humanities luck just ran out. This story contains all you favorites left alive at the end of X3, along with flashbacks of Charles.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Although maybe if I put on my ruby red slippers, click... click... click... I got nothing damn it, I was really hoping to get Kelsey Grammar as Dr. Hank McCoy

Author's Note: Chapters after this one will be longer from now on.

Letters and Loses

Verona stared at the letter in her hands, the answer to the question it asked was obvious. The letter spoke volumes, each word vibrated

through her ears, and caused her eyes to water. She had seen it on the news, Charles was dead, Eric was without his powers, it had all

changed in such a short time. Her hands clung to the note, and she re-read it once more, the last lines standing out before her, it was

written in Charles long flowing hand writing.

"My dearest Ambrosine. It is with deep regret I request that you leave you life behind. As I write this things are quickly changing. As I

am sure you know they have discovered what they are calling a cure for our mutations. I fear this will quickly spin out of hand, and

there is more proof of what is too come lying unconscious down in the medical facilities of my beloved school. If your are reading this

not to sound clichéd but I have passed. Thus, I fell that I must request your presence at my school for gifted children located in northern

New York state, I assume you still recall the place and I hope that you will at least consider my request. As I do not know the

circumstances of the world at the time you are reading this I trust your judgment fully on this issue. Goodbye my dear you were always

within my thoughts. Your Truly, Charles." Her deep red lips moved quickly reading each line, before finally she tossed the letter to

land on her coffee table. Long slender legs moved swiftly as she began to throw the things she'd need with her in a bag, each movement

reminded her of times past, of leaving in the middle of the night. Her heart stopped as she glanced at the television, they were once

again showing scenes from what all were calling the last great battle. So much lost on both sides, and for what so that mutants would

have the ability to change what they were, so they could go on pretending to be completely normal. Once a mutant, always the mind of

a mutant was what a man once told her before she crushed his head in at a bar nearly twenty years before. The man had been a

government agent sent to find her, and to eliminate the problem of a immortal mutant, with the ability to become any animal that

came to mind, a mutant who could destroy the world and couldn't be destroyed. There had been only one problem with the scenario

the agent had played before her. She didn't care about the world, or what occurred in it, that was until now. With one last look around

her home she left and climbed into her Sebring convertible, Detroit was along way from upstate New York she'd best get going.

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