Disclaimer: I don't own any of the following Characters (although I'd like it) but just, in a "moral" sense, Blackdragon; all the other belong to Marvel .

Note one: sorry if it took me so long, but I started my own activity, and I really had a little time to enjoy writing; today I had both inspiration and time, and so I jsut pun on the screen few words. it's a little less long than the usual, so sorry, I just hope that you'll like it (and that you'll put a looot of reviews!).

Note two: repost of chapter one. changes all the way!

REBIRTH

In a place where time and space have no meaning, a creature, who once has been a goddess, observes through a glass the slivers of a time that no more exists, a time forgotten long ago. She observes what brought to this particular moment, the glory and the decadence, loss and victory, triumph and tragedy… the green dressed blonde, last herald of her race, now alone, walks towards the gigantic glass once more, and, gently skimming it, as a tear escapes from her marvellous semi-closed eyes, she whispers the words that permit her to continue to live in her solitude, to survive each day, the words that allow her to remind when she wasn't alone, a time when maybe she wasn't happy, but in which life was definitely better…. "Mirror, gift of the mystic fount of the time, you, that allow me to see through time and space, please, bless your mistress, and show me … - she hesitates- show me everything…" As she finishes preying her magic artefact, millions of lights leaves its lucid and shining surface and, embracing them, the blonde sees in her mind everything, and, once again, as the knowledge of what once was enters in her mind, she feels less alone…

The day after the decimation.

Somewhere in space, He looks from his ship at the blue and green globe above him, sighing at closed eyes and massaging his grey beard. "Master, what is troubling you?" when He turns his back to face the one who just spoke, He sees one if His servants, a creature half human half animal; a creature He created long ago, that knows his master better than anyone else probably, and who goes near his master, looking at the same object that caught the Man's attention.

"The evolution is supposed to be a natural process, but both I and many others showed that it can be helped. But what happened on that globe has nothing to do neither with nature nor with human intervention. What happened on that globe, my servant, was something it wasn't supposed to happen. The evolution is supposed to be a right line, but a mix of magic and mutant power changed it in the blink of an eye, transforming said line in a circle, and closing it. When I first saw the child almost 3 decades ago, I didn't think she was so dangerous and unstable. I knew what her powers could be, and I didn't do anything. I'm involuntarily responsible for the dead end of the evolution on this planet… - He walks in direction of a screen, and sees images of past and present of said planet – this planet was destined to be the light of this universe and many others, it had to be the gem of the evolutionary process, but now it's all over. I can't allow this, my servant. No one is going to do something about it? Then it will be me the one who will find a solution to this problem. I will show them that I'm the only one able to do it, and that I've been always right….because this planet, that can seems so insignificant, will bring great things to the universe… the evolution wanted this planet to belong to the so-called Homo Sapiens Superior… I will bring things back to how they were meant to be. It will take time, but I'll do it. I swear."

The day that captain America died.

"I'm… glad that you decided to return from England" Inside one of the apartments at Stark Tower, Tony Stark is approaching his younger sister, Christine, a mutant with many powers, former X-Men and Excalibur member known with the codename Blackdragon, just returned after more than a year; she disappeared immediately after the destruction of the Avengers, but now that the Civil War is over she is back, and Tony, now director of Shield, doesn't know if she is here for stay or if she wants only to remind him all his failures, both as man and a hero.

"Steve is dead, because you couldn't admit that he was right and you were wrong, and the same goes for Goliath, too. They are dead, and it's just your fault, because you have to stay under the lights and let people love you. If you will go on with this registration idiocy, more people will die. This is dangerous, Tony, too dangerous. And the most dangerous thing you can do is ask mutants to register. You can't ask my people to register just because we're born. Steve decided to be Cap. You decided to be Iron man. Clint decided to be Hawkeye. Hank decided to be whatever he is now. Scott Lang decided to be Ant-Man. Mutants don't decide what they are, Tony, it's how we are born. You are blessed. We are doomed."

"Xavier opened the school so that people like you…"

She stops him, turning towards the door, ready to leave, telling him just few more words. "Charles taught us to use and control our powers. He didn't pay us to follow his orders; I'm just waiting, Tony, to see all those Children from your precious Initiative been send to war by the U.S. government to stop some dictator the president doesn't like or is applying a too high price at his petrol."

"Are you saying that you are not going to register? Or are you simply say that you are going to leave."

"I'm saying, Tony – she says turning her head in the opposite direction, to not face him, and looking outside the windows of Stark Tower – that I'm going to stay here. I'm going to stay here because I want to be the one to stop you when the time will come."

"This time will not come, Chris, I promise you"

"Don't say that, Tony – she whispers – Ray lived this. Kitty saw this. We all know how it will end…"

"I can't come back now, Chris, but I promise you that, with your help, I will do no more mistakes. Everything will end well, Chris. We'll be happy as we were when we were children…"

Something like 7 years after the Decimation.

Chris Stark-Johnson is slipping peacefully in the wooden 2 side bed inside the large bedroom in her London's loft, when she suddenly finds herself waking up screaming, hit by the pain that her telepathic mind suffers when millions of voices start to scream together. Putting on the first thing she finds near her, being a white shirt, and trying to control the pain, she leaves the bed, going in direction of her living-room, where, still pressing her hands against her forehead as to try to alleviate the feeling – that she can't alleviate, since it's not just physical, but psychic- she turns on the T.V. and interface her optic visor with the Net, finding that what the voices are screaming about it's true…

"Here Trish Tilby from Mutant Town, where the population, that 5 years ago lost its powers during the so-called decimation wakes up this morning, finding that its powers were back. The "Decimation" is a phenomenon still wrapped in a deep mystery for both the scientific community and the mutant population as well; there had been voices about a participation of the government inside the catastrophe that destroyed the life of millions of habitants of the entire planet; after the controversial Sentinel Program, The Weapon X Project with its various incarnations and the so-called Operation Zero Tolerance everybody was pouting in that direction, but at now there are no real evidences that prove the conspiracy theory right…" Still in shock, Chris sits on the sofa, looking at now black screen of the 40" flat screen placed against the wall in Ivory coloured Venetian stucco, and tears escape from her dark eyes, as she understand that her people live again… Chris now doesn't think about the pain, she moves to the her room again, looking smiling and peacefully at her bed, and, quickly as never before, she packs all her things, both physically and mentally, ready to go where she knows she is now needed more than never before. Genosha, I'm coming back.

6 months later.

From the white cliffs of the City that people has decided to call "Redemption", Chris, dressed with one of her old X-Men outfit in extremely dark blue – a tube top with a red circled "X", leather pants and heeled red sandals- looks at the sea that seems bigger than ever: she hopes that it isn't a bad signal, because the reconstruction, after years, thanks to all the super-powered mutants, is now over, and people is finally coming back. And not just mutants- now, in Genosha, symbol of a land who has been able to rebirth after its destruction, coming back from the death to the glory it once possessed, the "normal" humans are welcome as well, and, after years after the last election and years after the last time the island saw someone at the power for the last time, in few weeks, there will be a new election. Finally, after decades, Genosha will have a president for the first time. And the founds have helped to rebuild, to build schools, hospitals, even a University… Lost in her thoughts, she almost doesn't feel Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr's arrival. The older men approach the woman that once has been student to both of them, who saw both side of the coin, and who is now witness to the reconstruction of a friendship started years and years ago, gone through highs and lows. Chris Johnson has never believed she had lived long enough to testify the alliance between Erik and Charles, the leader of the Brotherhood and the creator of the X-Men.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? I can't believe there's still someone who wants to destroy us all." Charles starts, just to be completes by Erik.

"We worked so hard, we went through hell and back because we wanted to see our people live in pace, together. But someone is still so blind that can't understand what's going on. The pirates and the terrorists continue to attack us. We aren't a dangerous land now, we don't have any protection."

"Ok, I get it. we need to make people trust us, and, at the same time, convince them that we can defend ourselves if we are in danger. But why are you telling me this? I hope that you don't think that, just because I've Einstein I.Q. I can find a solution just snapping the fingers…"

"We already have a solution, Christine. We want to create a super-group here. We were thinking about an international agency, with liaisons with all the main governments of the planet, and the patronage of the U.N."

"But I suggested Charles to open a school for gifted children here, too. There are the X-men, sure, but there's need of something else, too…a new school, for a new era and for a new generation. We are seriously thinking about calling it "Tomorrow Academy", in honour of Sean Cassidy, and dedicate it to his memory."

"Don't take it the wrong way, Chris. We're not talking about a new Xavier Academy or a new Tomorrow Academy, it will be something totally different, where the will be normal humans and mutants as well."

"The Free Republic of New Genosha and its government will be officially presented at the next G8 that will take place here, in a couple of months. In that occasion, we'd like to introduce the group and the School to the world."

"If you are going to do this, you'll need SHIELD approval. After the Super-Hero Civil War in the U.S. almost 4 years ago my brother made sure to have the support of all the governments. There's a Super-Hero Registration Act in almost all the countries on the planet, the only reason Genosha hasn't been considered is that it was without a government, destroyed and abandoned... a ghost island. No one cared about it."

"You don't have to worry about SHIELD, Chris – Charles sweetly tells her placing a hand on her right shoulder, as she faces both the men – it's something we will care about, we are already taking contacts with UN, Shield and some governments. All you will have to do is recruiting few "civilians". We already have few names, especially the ones that will be under their government patronage; we have few other names, too, and you can think about the other ones. After all, thanks to your status quo of former X-Woman, reserve of the Avengers, former member of Excalibur and member of the scientific community, you have contacts with most of the heroes in the world…"

"we're not asking you to guide the group – Erik assures her, reading her eyes, and seeing, if not fear, something he knows the girl stopped to feel a long ago, but frustration, maybe, unhappiness, and worry – we are asking you, thanks to your contacts, to make the calls, and choose few names, that's all. Guiding is something we know you don't feel comfortable with, you are better in following orders, this is the reason you've always been behind someone else. You will not have to guide the Extremes, you'll simply have to help us to form them, my child."

"Extremes?" she asks, corned, as she is already living, turning her head in direction of the men at her back.

"Extremes Security Force, with the "E" in front of the X, to make people understand that we aren't only mutants. – Charles explains her – shortly, it's Extremes, or ESF, but I'd personally prefer Extremes. This way, we mix some pieces of the past together, creating something new, for a new future and a new world."

Ok, now you can tell me if you liked it or if you hated it... I WANT A lot of reviews!!... and see you soon!