The first thing Clara felt was the pain in her neck as she let out a slight groan. She must've slept on the wrong side of the bed again she thought as she turned and felt her nose hit the grated floor. She quickly opened her eyes and noticed that she wasn't in her bed at all but on the floor as she realized all of the memories were coming back. Clara stiffened up as she slowly began to get up and look around at everyone accounted for. Just as she was looking around, the silver-haired teenager jumped to his feet and screamed.

"What?"

"What's wrong with you?" the guy asked Hank, "Is that gonna happen to all of us?"

"No, I just left my meds at the house" Hank groaned.

Moira got up, "What happened? Where are we?"

Raven looked up and shouted, "Hey!"

She looked up to see a man speak through a speaker hidden in the room, "Hello, Mystique"

"Major Stryker" Raven mocked.

"Colonel Stryker" Stryker corrected, "I wouldn't get too close to the wall, if I were you. It may create some discomfort"

Moira walked up to the front, "I'm Moira Mactaggert. I'm a senior officer at the CIA"

"I know who you are, Agent Mactaggert" Stryker told her.

"You can not keep me here, in this-" She looked around.

"Actually I can" Stryker told her, "A psychic event just destroyed every nuke from here to Moscow. That event emanated from exactly where we found you at the home of the world's most powerful psychic. So, you're going to tell me, where is Charles Xavier?"

"It's not him you should be worried about" Moira hinted, "There's someone else. Someone more powerful"

Raven forced out, "If you let us out of here, we can help you"

Stryker smirked, "Do you really expect me to believe that? You can put on any face you want, but I know who you are. What you are"

Clara rolled her eyes as Stryker turned off the speaker and left the room before Hank said, "Hey, Moira, um… what did you mean when you said someone more powerful than Charles?"

"That mutant who came with your friend is someone who is believed to be the world's first mutant" Moira sighed.

Clara sighed as she rubbed the bridge of her nose and shook her head. She knew she had a sense of how old the mutant was. In her vision, she practically felt how ancient her was as she slammed her hand down. Clara bit her lip and shook her head as the tally of the things she should've done right are piling up.

Clara muttered, "He is the world's first mutant"

"What can he do?" Raven asked, "Is he immortal?"

"Worse, he can absorb other mutant powers while he transfers his body to theirs" Moira told him.

Clara sighed, "I can't believe Erik would do this. He may have it out for humans but he would never take Charles hostage. The second I get out of this place I'm going to melt that ancient mutant's face clean off! I swear if Erik brought Charles to that man to hurt him, he's going to wish he was actually burning in hell"

"Of course you're always thinking about Erik before anyone else" Hank muttered.

"Hank, leave her alone!"

Clara shook her head to him, "I'm sorry I lied to you, I knew you would react this way! Now can we worry about Charles, please!?"

Hank stopped as he stared at Clara for a few moments before they broke eye contact and she turned to the other side of the cell. Clara looked around the light green wires as she wondered if she should use herself as bait to see what these lights could do. From beside her, the silver-haired young man stood next to her but seemed more interested in her than the walls.

"You wanna ask something?" Clara asked.

"You know him? Magneto?" he asked.

"I used to" Clara answered honestly, "Not so sure anymore"

The guy pressured on, "What was he like? Was he, uh… Like they say he was? Was he… the bad guy?"

"No" Clara shook her head, "I mean, yeah. He was… why do you care so much? You see his speech on TV or something?"

The guy nodded before he said, "Yeah, but, uh…"

The young man cleared his throat as Clara turned to the kid, wondering what he was trying to say. He started to fidget from foot to foot before he leaned in to tell her what he's been hiding.

"He's my father" he blurted out.

"What?" Clara turned to him.

"Him and my mom, they did it"

"No, I know, are you sure?"

He nodded, "Yeah, he left my mom before I was born. I met him 10 years back but didn't know it was him by the time I figured it out, it was too late. Then, this week I saw him on TV again, and I came to that house, looking for him but by the time I got there"

The young man sighed as he gave a wry smile and a shrug.

He continued, "Late again, for a guy who moves as fast as me, I always seem to be too late"

"Let's hope not this time" Clara answered honestly.

"Yeah" he nodded before he stuck out his hand, "I'm Peter by the way!"

Before Clara could reach out and shake his hand, she got a minor headache before she heard Charles' voice, "Hear me inhabitants of this world"

"Charles?!"

"This is a message"

"What is this his voice mail or something?" Peter asked.

"A message to every man, woman, and mutant in the world" Charles continued, "You have lost your way but I have returned. The day of reckoning is here all your buildings, all of your towers and temples will fall and the dawn of a new age will rise for there is nothing you can do to stop what is coming. This message is for one reason alone to tell the strongest among you those with the greatest power… protect those without. That's my message to the world"

Raven grabbed onto her head as she tried again, "Charles!"

"How was Charles doing that without Cerebro?" Hank asked.

"The Ancient Mutant" Clara told him.

"I know that voice" Stryker called in to them, "It's Xavier, isn't it? What's going on?"

"We don't know!"

"We don't know, bro!"

Clara took a step closer, "You have to let us out of here"

Stryker shook his head, "Not a chance"

"Charles is most likely being held hostage and he needs our help"

"Then give me the coordinates and I will send my men out to pick him up"

Raven scoffed, "Why? So you could probe his mind?"

"Don't make me offer twice"

"No way! You're up to something" Moira shook her head.

"I'm offering you my help" Stryker said calmly.

Hank shook his head, "I've heard of what you do to mutants, Charles would be like winning the lottery to you. We won't offer him up to set ourselves free"

Stryker turns to something on the screen and left for a bit as Clara glared, "This is trying my patience. I'm not going to sit here and take this much longer"

Moira turned to her, "What are you planning on doing?"

Clara turned and looked to Raven whom she gave a smirk to. Raven backed up away from her as Clara turned her attention to her hand. She lifted up her hand to summon a fireball to her hand but then stopped. She jerked her hand and wiggled it around before looking up to the windows in disbelief.

Raven went back to her, "What's happening?"

Clara shook her head, "I have no idea. I can't summon up my fire power"

Hank looked around, "It must be these walls, they neutralize powers"

"Great!" Peter shouted out.

"Son of a bitch" Clara muttered.

Raven shook her head, "There's no way I'm handing these guys Charles"

"Don't worry!" Clara stood on one foot, "I have another way of getting their attention"

Clara took off her shoe and slammed it into the window. Just as her shoe fell to the floor, alarms blared as a yellow light could be seen in the room above.

"Clara!" Hank shouted.

"That wasn't me!"

Raven rolled her eyes, "It doesn't look like it. Stryker isn't paying attention to us anymore"

"Then what happened out there?" Moira asked.

"Someone's busting in" Peter mused.

Clara took a step back, "Do you think it's them again?"

No one answers but stares up at the windows. Clara really hoped that the group wouldn't come now. They were at their most defenseless in this cage if it was the Ancient Mutant. Clara turned to her hands and tried to concentrate but her flames wouldn't come out. She looked up with a panicked expression to the windows and hoped that whoever broke out or in, was on their side.

"We'll be sitting ducks if it is" Hank answers.

"What are they doing?"

"What's going on?"

Clara shook her head as she said, "Nothing good"