Disclaimer: Now I think I'll try using Blob super-strength to push my way through the lawyers' offices and get my certificate…
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Chapter 30: Revelation of a Legend and a Promise
Blackbird, En route to Asteroid Evolution- May 15, 9:00 AM
As the Blackbird flew at the speed of sound towards Asteroid Evolution, Kitty kept looking at Lance as she guided the plane into outer space and out of the earth's gravitational pull. She noticed that his face was slowly returning to its normal color, which was now dark green but was still a bit pale.
"You okay, Lance?" asked Kitty, concern in her voice as she set the plane on autopilot and a slower speed and turned to look at Lance, who was still a bit pale. He also had his eyes tightly closed, so as to not look out the window into the depths of space and his claws were now digging into the leather co-pilot's chair. Kitty saw this and thought, 'Oh, Logan's not going to like that…'
After a few minutes of waiting, Lance slowly opened his eyes and answered a bit shakily "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just feeling a little sick to my stomach right now, that's all."
Kitty nodded at Lance's answer and then took out the sheets that had all of the profiles that Cerebro had printed out earlier and began to examine them. A few minutes later, Kitty exclaimed, "Lance, do you know what these sheets say?"
Lance looked over at her-his face had regained its normal coloring once more- and replied, "No Kitty, what do those sheets say?"
"They, like, say that in order to defeat Apocalypse once and for all 8 mutants need to come together and combine their powers to turn Apocalypse to stone. Then they will send him into the time stream where he will float adrift for eternity; or until he's released once more," said Kitty as she read the information off the sheets of paper she had in her lap.
After a moment, with Lance taking the sheets and looking over them, he asked suddenly, "Kitty, these sheets have no English translation on them, because when I looked up this information on impulse on Cerebro I printed it in the language it was originally written in, right?"
"Yeah, why?" asked Kitty as she looked up from the papers to meet Lance's eyes.
"Well, how do you know the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics language? … or do you know how to read it?" asked Lance as he looked from the marks and symbols on the sheets to Kitty's eyes.
"I don't, like, know," asked Kitty with surprise evident in her voice, "I mean, all I know is that whenever I look at these sheets, with the markings and all, I can see what they mean and say. Must be one of my powers that both Hank and Cerebro forgot to mention, I guess," said Kitty as she looked from Lance's surprised eyes down to the sheets.
"Anyway," she continued, "according to the hieroglyphics, the eight mutants will consist of the God of Fire, the Goddess of Sorcery, the God of the Sun, the Goddess of the Moon, the God of Water, the Goddess of the Sky, the God of the Earth, and the Goddess of Shadows. When these eight mutants combine their powers, it will create a force strong enough to turn Apocalypse to stone. Then, an opening to the time stream will appear and he will be sucked into it, where he will remain encased in stone while floating in the time stream for all time; or until he is released again. Then the mutants will float into the sky and bring peace to the world for as long as it shall last. Then, the hieroglyphics end, so I don't know what happens next," finished Kitty as she put down the sheets and rubbed her head, as she tried to absorb all of the information she had just learned from the sheets.
"Okay, so we know that we need to find the eight mutants that have the power to defeat Apocalypse," said Kitty after a moment of silence between her and Lance, with only the roar of the Blackbird's engines breaking the silence. "But the problem is," she continued, "is that we don't know who the eight mutants are."
"Yes, we do," said Lance after a moment as he picked up the sheets that Kitty had placed on her lap and shifted through them until he came to the ones he was looking for. "These are the sheets that have the information we need," said Lance as he put down the rest of the sheets and handed Kitty the sheets he held in his hands.
"You can't be serious," whispered Kitty after she had finished looking at the sheets in shock as she looked from them to Lance, "These are the eight chosen mutants?"
"Yep," said Lance as he looked at the sheets, which had the profiles of Kitty, himself, and six other young adults and mutants. "We are two of the chosen mutants, and the other six on these sheets are our companions. I'm the God of the Earth and you are the Goddess of the Shadows. Our powers match the divine beings in the hieroglyphics, plus you and I are the most powerful mutants in the world now, as the legend said that the God of the Earth and the Goddess of Shadows are the most powerful as well. I found out about the legend from hearing Magneto mumble to himself a few months ago and didn't think it existed, but in reality, it's as real as you and I are," finished Lance. He then looked at Kitty, who had apprehension on her face and worry in her eyes.
"But Lance, what if, like, we aren't the ones in the legend? I mean, come on, we only got our new powers three nights ago, and even now we don't have full control over, like, them. Plus, are you sure that the other six on this sheet are, like, the other six divine beings? I mean, come on, the only person who can control the water and sky is Storm and she isn't, like, on here, and some of these powers, like, none of the chosen ones have them. Plus, some of their personalities make them seem like they aren't the right people… are you, like, sure you have the right people identified for this job? I mean, like, what if we all get together and still fail? What if Apocalypse, like, kills us first? What'll happen then?" asked Kitty loudly, the whole time she had been ranting her voice growing steadily louder and more high-pitched.
She stopped rambling when Lance laid a hand on her shoulder, slowly moved closer, and kissed her on the lips. Kitty leaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around Lance's neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist ((remember, they are both sitting in the Blackbird)). As they kissed, a small tremor ran the length of the plane and the circuitry sparked a bit like it would when Kitty would phase through it. After a few minutes, they broke apart, both breathing heavily, and stared into each other's eyes, neither noticing that the sparking and the tremor had stopped.
"Kitty," whispered Lance as he took one of Kitty's hands in his own, "Listen to me: we will survive and we will get rid of Apocalypse, once and for all. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, but Lance, what if…" began Kitty but stopped when Lance put his finger to her lips, silencing her.
"No buts, Kitty," said Lance as he removed his finger and looked into her eyes, "We will win, and I promise you, when this whole thing is over, you and I, we'll start over; make a fresh start. But this time, it will be permanent, and our relationship will have no end. I love you Kitty, and I promise that I will stand by you, no matter what happens or whoever tries to come between us. After all," said Lance as he smiled at his words, "we can use our powers to get revenge on Summers and Grey for breaking us up all those times before, right?"
Kitty laughed softly at this, and smiled up at Lance while saying, "You're right Lance. We can, and will do this. I love you too, and I don't want to ever lose you again. I've lost you too many times in the past because of Scott and Jean, and I know that this time, they will not break us up because we can use our powers to stop Jean's. In fact, we can use our powers on her," said Kitty as she smiled once more at Lance, this time with a wicked gleam flashing in her eyes at the prospect of revenge on Jean and Scott. Lance smiled at the evil look in Kitty's eyes, knowing for a fact that he was going to have fun seeing Jean and Scott get what was coming to them.