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Xavier sent messages along to all of the X-Men and the Brotherhood, and Acolytes, to come to the Institute as soon as possible. So, all around the world families were packing up and leaving for Westchester, New York.
Germany- Wagner household
"Kurt!"
"Yes Amanda?"
"There's a letter from the Professor," she said. Kurt teleported over to her with a BAMFF!
"Vhat does eet say?"
"He wants us to come back to Westchester, says it's urgent," she told her husband.
"Vell, let's pack up and tell ze kiddies!" Kurt replied.
"Kids! Come here!" yelled Amanda. One boy with blue hair and yellow eyes, like Kurt, teleported over to them. He looked to be seventeen.
"Mark! What have I told you about teleporting in the house!" his mother yelled, trying to air out the room because of the smell of brimstone from 'porting.
"That it smells and leaves smoke, so to never teleport in the house," Mark said sheepishly. "I'm sorry, mothzer, I'll never do it again." She nodded, and another boy, who looked exactly like his father, but instead of the demonic, yellow eyes, he had his mothers hazel ones. He was fourteen.
"You called, mothzer?"
"Yes. Mark, Matthew, we are going to be taking a trip, to Westchester, New York, to visit a friend of your father's, who needs our help," Amanda explained to her boys. "Now go pack, Kurt will teleport us all there." The two boys rushed up the stairs, to their rooms, to go pack. Mark remembered his promise to never teleport in the house, instead he ran up behind his little brother.
"I wonder why the Professor needs us," Amanda said, as her and Kurt followed the youngsters example, and went to go pack.