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Plan?

Death sat up, shaking in anger, wishing for release. It had been days and Stryfe still hadn't come to erase her memory. That was probably because he knew the longer he took to wipe her mind, the longer she'd have to stay in the cage. In a cage that repelled all mutations. It was her worst nightmare. Her single fear. Being stuck in a place where her powers didn't operate.

However it wasn't an entirely bad thing he was taking so long to erase her memory. It was giving her plenty of time to think.

Apocalypse was hoping the memory swipe would make her like she had been before. Loyal to him first and foremost. She had to laugh at that. Did they honestly think that they could change her? Clearly they thought so.

However she refused to change. She liked the way she was. She wouldn't have to answer to anybody anymore. She would take over the planet and eliminate everyone who dared to stand in her way.

She needed to think of a way to make sure she could prevent her memory from being wiped. All this time sitting in her had given her plenty of time to think of a plan. She felt a smirk tug at her lips. Yes it would definitely work.

She closed her eyes and drew forward the memories of the fight she had had with Stryfe. Then she pushed it to the furthest regions of her mind, where even the most powerful telepath wouldn't find them. Still eyes closed, she drew forward the same memories, but they were the ones from Stryfe's perspectives. The ones she had collected when she absorbed him.

She heard footsteps nearing the room and she let the smirk drop. A moment's pause and the creak as the door swung forward. Death opened her eyes and looked up at Stryfe.

"Are you ready?" He asked, not bothering to hide the mockery. Even if she said she wasn't ready, he'd swipe her mind anyways.

Death scowled. "Let's get this over with so I can go back to training." She replied.

Stryfe crouched down and lifted his hands to the side of her head. Death purposely pushed the memories she had collected of the fight with Stryfe from his own perspective to the front.

Yes, once her mind was 'swiped' she'd play along, pretend she was on their side. Sure, they'd find out later, but she'd deal with that when it came. For now, she was 'with them.'

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Wanda was in her room when she got the summoning. She stood up and walked out of the room, stretching after her good night sleep. X had left way earlier for some breakfast.

As she was walking she heard someone walk up behind her and put their hands over her eyes. "Guess who!"

Wanda smirked slightly. "Um.... Well I don't think you're John because you sound way to immature for him. Plus I think John is a midget." She lowered the hands and turned around and pretended to be surprised. "Oh! John!"

John was smiling too as he knew it was only a joke. "Funny."

Wanda's smirk widened. "I try." Wanda turned around and continued walking down the hall, John right next to her. "So, what do you think this is about?" She asked.

John smirked. "The World is in peril because of the Horsemen and we have to save it. That or they figured out the prophecy."

Wanda nodded. "Yah, probably."

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Remy was on his balcony looking out over the Institute grounds. He let out a somewhat sad sigh as pulled out his pack of cigarettes and took one out. He put it to his lips and was about to light it when he stopped, remembering something.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He used a finger to light it as he put it to his lips.

Rogue gaped at him. She grabbed the cigarette from him. "Gross!" She threw the cigarette away.

Remy looked half shocked, half annoyed. "Hey! That was Remy's!" He yelled.

Rogue stood up. "If you want to suck on those cancer sticks, wait till I'm gone!" She growled as she walked away from him.

Remy couldn't help but smirk slightly. Here he was, hesitating to light his cigarette. In a way it was ironic, he mused. When Rogue was around, he wanted to smoke, now here he was and she was gone, and he wouldn't. He couldn't.

Remy took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it over the edge of the balcony. He paused before reaching in his pocket and pulled out his entire back. Flipping if upside down, he dumped all the cigarettes over the railing and watch them all fall to the Earth.

He tossed the pack aside and smirked slightly. I know you'd be proud of me Chere. If you saw what Remy was doing for you.

Remy looked back across the grounds with his black and red eyes hidden behind sunglasses. He couldn't deny it anymore. He loved Rogue. Though he was sure at this point anybody could see it. And the worst part was he could finally admit it to himself and Apocalypse has stolen her from him. I promise you Chere, I'll get revenge. I'll get you back and kill Apocalypse myself if I have to. That was when he got the summoning from the Professor.

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Once all the X-Men had assembled in the Recreation Room, Xavier began to speak. "It would appear the Horsemen are it again. Hank if you please?"

Beast nodded and turned on the T.V. The news came up. Julia was on her feet in an instant. "Oh my God! That's New York! That's here!"

Storm focused her brown eyes on Xavier. "Professor...What does this mean?"

Remy was smiling slightly. "It means we go downtown and confront les horsemen."

Xavier stopped everyone from moving with a quick look. "It would appear only Famine is causing destruction in New York." He turned to Scott. "Bring your brother home."

Scott nodded. "Everyone get in uniform and meet in the hanger in ten minutes!"

"Wait! I have a question!" Kurt shouted unexpectedly. "Why only Famine? Why is he by himself?"

Xavier nodded to Hank who changed the channel to a news report from Tokyo. Footage showed that War was on a rampage. The channel changed again to show Pestilence in Vigo, then again to San Juan where Death was.

Hank turned off the T.V. "It would seem that they are all busy destroying their own separate cities. Though I fear that by the time we get there, they will be long gone."

"So basically our best chance is to get Alex who's close by?" Wanda smirked. "Got it." This time everyone left the Recreation Room.

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