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I'm Home
It was high noon. The sun shone amidst its full glory. Temperatures reach a scorching 104oF. Xavier Institute bustled with activity. Students and faculty racing about. Everything comes to a screeching halt when the sun dons its mourner's veil. Something starts to drain the local power grid and generators, essentially plunging Westchester County, New York into perpetual darkness.
Professor X, Wolverine, and their faculty venture outside, followed by their students. A malefic blood red halo slips across the overhead sky, causing the darkness to grow denser and more menacing by the moment. Blood red storm clouds materialize amidst the halo. Winds whoosh past 85-mph. Thunder auspicates their impending doom. Lightning cracks its majestic whip. Rains descend with Hephaestus' raw fury. Each droplet stings like liquid fire slowly draining the life of all vegetation nearby.
"Chuck?"
"I'm not sensing anyone yet, Logan".
"It must be her, Professor," Wolverine hopes.
Just like last time, Aconasema makes her grand entrance near the large clover-shaped stone fountain adorning the school's front entrance, set beyond the circular drive, midway across the front lawn. A small circular base sat inside its pool. Four ivory angels erected near its 3, 6, 9, and 12 o'clock positions. All pouring water inside the smaller basin, until it overflowed into the bigger pool.
She forgoes the red mist and lava water. A vividly colorful fiery column pierces these impenetrable clouds. Each ring rotating counterclockwise against nature. The storm continues to rage around but calm amidst the vortex. The ground beneath their soles starts to shake, though quite less than before. This same column dips down scorching the earth 20-meters ahead the main fountain, slowly rising back into the heavens and revealing...
A fiery ornate throne crowned with a western style dragon's head, horned snout, razor sharp teeth, but sprouting crackling phoenix wings, back and lower body (half phoenix and half dragon), dragon arms as her armrests, and phoenix talons as its four legs, and a dragon tail wrapped about for added stability. The mist clears revealing a feminine form seated cross-legged upon the fiery throne.
"Arise, my children, heed your mother's call," she cries in a resonate voice.
The column of fire starts to spin faster exploding with activity. Mighty phoenixes and dragons—creatures of celestial fire—burst through the portal. Wings outstretched. Screeching savagely. All soaring high above her extravagantly bejeweled throne.
"Chiyoko?" Wolverine ventures into the melee calling out her name.
"Father," all activity ends immediately. She rushes out hugging him tightly.
Wolverine wasn't really the emotional type. Emotions scared him. Not that he'd ever outright admit that to anyone, especially his daughter. "Still believe in the fanfare, don't you, Girl?"
"What can I say? It's my way of saying, 'Hey, Father, I'm home!'"
"It's been three years. Where have you been, Girl?" He quickly changes the subject.
"I took your advice, Father. I've been working on reclaiming my humanity. I started by getting married…"
"Married?" Professor X and Wolverine rasp in one accord.
"…and settling down with my husband in Upstate New York," she discloses the rest.
"Upstate New York?" Wolverine shows great concern. The X-Men defeated the mutant haters years earlier. Their remnants relocated to New York. She was a mutant. How could she be safe there?
"Nearly two years ago now, Father," she holds out her hands showing him the tiny diamond ring. "I even have a little girl who's dying to meet her famous grandfather, the elusive Weapon-X".
"Granddaughter?"
"Yep, grandpa," she slaps his arms lightly.
Wolverine recoils, hearing the G word, accompanied by his younger students' muffled laughter. All eyes focused upon him. "Let's dial back the G-word, Chiyoko. Why are you here?"
"My secret is out…".
"How?" Wolverine interrupts, concerned over her safety.
"I don't know".
Wolverine growls, gritting his fists tightly.
"Well, what do you know?" Professor X intercedes, before Wolverine went off half-cocked.
"Global Justice, S.H.I.E.L.D., and their international counterparts, or possibly only a few rogue agents working within their ranks, learnt my secret and have set their sights on me. I only know, someone, somewhere knowns my secret. They couldn't take me individually. Now, my enemies have joined forces to hunt down and kill me, and take my daughter by force".
"Why?"
"My enemies want me dead. That way, they can claim legal guardianship over my daughter".
"Over my dead body," Wolverine loses it deploying his claws.
"Whoever's behind this won't oblige you there, Father".
"Why are you so sure, Chiyoko?"
"Remember that explosion which destroyed that apartment in Upstate New York?"
"Yea," he didn't like where this was leading.
"That was mine and my husband's apartment, 20-E at the Burlington Arms Apartment Complex".
"Chiyoko Possible?"
"Stoppable actually, Father. But, yes. Kim Possible and I fused, remember?"
"Oh, yea. The red heifer inside our OR. I recall now," he relaxes a bit around her again.
Real Reason Behind This Visit
"Why do they want with my granddaughter, Chiyoko?"
"Whoever's behind this wants to turn her into the ultimate weapon, Father".
Wolverine loses it, reliving DOD experimenting on him, imagining they doing worse unto his little granddaughter. "I'll kill'em," he ejects his claw, ready to tear someone apart.
"Calm down, Logan," the professor turns his attention to Chiyoko.
Logan retracts his claws. Losing his temper this early won't serve to protect his granddaughter. He didn't even know their enemies' plans. How could he counteract their efforts?
Professor X asks his leading question, "Why do they want her so badly?"
"I don't know, Professor," she sighs heavily.
"What do you know, Chiyoko?"
"Authorities have green-lit the X-Men for termination, all except, Father".
"Why spare me?"
"Whoever's behind this wants you alive, I suppose, as leverage against me".
"Turn over your daughter, or they kill me, is that the deal, Chiyoko?"
"That's my guess, Father," she nods.
"That still doesn't answer one question, Chiyoko".
"I've already told you, Professor. They want…" She tries to deflect his next question. It'd require she admit she didn't know her enemies' full plan.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it, Chiyoko," Professor X contends pointedly. "Now quit dodging my question. What do these people want her to do, either you can't or refused to do?"
Kim sighs heavily, hoping he'd miss that part. She should've known Professor X would. "They want her to operate Cerebro, Professor".
"Why Cerebro?" Professor X and Wolverine voice the same concern.
"Whoever's behind this insanity still doesn't grasp the vast differences in our powers. She didn't inherit my ability to strip mutants' powers. And yet, these idiots believe she can somehow still do this if she hooks into Cerebro, locates every mutant on earth, and strips their powers, whereby ending the mutant threat forever. No more mutant wars".
"Aconasema, we have in-bound," Wade bypasses Annie.
"How many soldiers are headed this way, Ares?"
"Our enemies aren't sending human opponents against us, this time".
She instantly knew what he meant. If not human, there was only one alternative. "How many of those sentinels did they send, Ares?"
"300," he sounded morbidly worried.
"300," she scoffs with derisive laughter. "16,000 didn't stop me last time. What makes them think a measly 300 poses a challenge?"
"I don't think they know Aconasema is back yet," Ares shares his situational assessment.
"That won't last," she didn't care.
"And that's what worries me," Wade wasn't so overconfident.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I suspect, they sent these 300 sentinels as a test. Without you, 300 would easily massacre the X-Men and destroy Xavier Institute. However, targeting your father would bring your back into the open faster".
First, they target her husband, then her parents and friends, even killing some, finally they target her daughter. Kim grows livid asking authoritatively, "What's their flight formation?"
"Funny you should mention that. I, too, noted; they divided up their forces. 200 sentinels will hit Xavier Institute north and south, hard and fast. And, amidst that battle, a hundred more will hit them east and west, 50 from each direction".
"I'll show them," Wolverine deploy his claws again.
"No, Father," she stops shim. "It's time they learn Aconasema is alive, and back in action".
"Agreed," Professor X backs her up. "Becoming your enemies' desired target could save innocent lives, Young Lady".
"That's what I hope, Professor," she nods, boiling mad.
"Children, bring down those sentinels," she barks in an ancient dialect. Fiery phoenixes and dragons takes flight by the hundreds. Wings outstretched. And shrieking loudly. Squadrons head out in every direction, locked upon target.
"Professor," she tosses her kimmunicator into his outstretched hands, "you should gather up your faculty and students. Annie will guide you towards my warship, just like last time".
"Warship?"
"I've upgraded since Australia, Father".
"What about Cerebro?"
"Once aboard, Professor, you and father head for the bridge. Annie will kill anyone else daring to step aboard my command bridge. Professor, You, and you alone, must sit in my command chair. Rest you right palm over the palm print scanner. Once authorized, direct Annie how to retrieve Cerebro. She'll retrieve yours, and leave a dud in its place. Then, you..."
"A dud?" Wolverine cocks a brow.
"Oh, yea," Kim winks with a sinister glint. "it's a real jewel, looks and functions just like the real deal. But, it's essentially a 200-ton paperweight. Those idiots will waste billions of dollars and thousands of man-hours moving, then reassembling it. They'll be so blinded by their own lust for power. I doubt they'll realize it's fake. That is, until they're done reassembling it, and try firing that baby up. I'd love to see Fury's face, when he learns the truth. That'd be a Kodak moment," she walks away cackling hard.
"I think she enjoys toying with peoples a little too much, Chuck".
"So, it'd seem," he dared not say more, but instead gathers up and leads his student body into the catacombs. Wolverine wasn't far behind.
Applying Pressure
Back aboard S.H.I.E.L.D.'s helicarrier.
"Director, we've received reports from our ground forces".
"What do you have to report, Romany?"
"Roadrunner never acquired the Possibles".
"What? Why not?" Fury could envision that insipid redhead smirking, and mocking him.
"The 120th bombed E-Company of the 135th GSAB, Buckley AFB and C-Company of the 157th Infantry Division at Grand Junction AFB by mistake".
"How the hell did that happen?"
"Uncertain, Sir".
"What the hell do you know?"
"The 120th lost Halo Leader's F-16C, Sir. Our aviation techs are combing its wreckage as we speak. Maybe their examination will yield some clues to explain what occurred during that bombing run?"
"Did Burns survive?" He could hear Kim Possible's scornful laughter.
"Yes, Sir," Romany grows weary, sensing his boss' bubbling rage. "He ejected moments before losing complete control over his aircraft".
"What was his excuse about bombing his own team?"
Romany clears his throat nervously. He couldn't lie. It'd be insubordination. He could only tell the truth. Alas, he knew Fury would never believe him. "He claims, Roadrunner green lit themselves, Sir".
"What? That idiotic!" Fury pounds against Romany's control station. "Find out what really happened to my convoy, Lieutenant. Meanwhile, detain every man and woman involved with that botched mission".
"Under what charges, Sir?"
Fury turns with great wrath. His eyes piercing like daggers, "Hold every man and women under the suspicion of premeditated murder, committed while collaborating with known terrorists".
"I don't think that'd be wise decision, Sir," Wilkes cautious the senior director.
"Are you questioning my authority?" Fury shouts, exalting his rank. His hand resting atop his laser pistol. Eyes narrowed, boring into him.
"No, Sir," Wilks respects Fury's seniority. "I'm only saving you more trouble with your superiors, Sir," he accesses Halo's TAC recording pressing play. Fury hears Halo Two contact their mission leader, code named Roadrunner for target confirmation. An imposture confirms their target's acquisition, even ordering the 120th back to base.
"Did you verify this?" Fury could believe his ears. Overwhelming confusion diffuses his wrath. He wasn't sure who to take his wrath out on.
"I can't explain how, Sir. Logic says it shouldn't be possible, no pun intended. But, every com tag matches perfectly, seemingly proving, this transmission originated from Roadrunner, Sir".
"Our trailing marauder?" Fury wanted to make sure they were referencing the same command vehicle.
"Yes, Sir," Wilkes recoils, waiting on the inevitable explosion.
Fury didn't disappoint, screaming, "That's impossible, You Idiot! Roadrunner plunged into Becker Ravine 75-seconds, before that transmission. Did you verify your sequence of events?"
"I triple checked them, Sir. Everything matches".
"Where'd that transmission originate".
Wilkes opens his mouth.
"Don't tell me Roadrunner. We both know that's impossible," Fury silences him.
"I agree, Sir".
"Then where?"
"Unknown at this time, Sir. One thing is obvious about all this. We can't hold those men. They had no reason to doubt their orders, or suspect, they were being tricked into bombing their own company. Maybe our techs will have some answers once they're done examining Lieutenant Burns' plane?"