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years Onslaught Issues.
Without any further adieu :
The Herald Of Armageddon
I am the Watcher, it is my duty and pleasure to observe the
world known as Earth, recently I watched as it was nearly destroyed, it
was saved from Onslaught only by the apparent sacrifice of it's heroes.
This led me to stare into an alternate reality where the terror
of Onslaught never occurred.
In this world the mutant villains Apocalypse and Sinister tried
to manipulate the now leaderless X-Men into fighting thier battles for
them, but they were instead destroyed by their own foul machinations.
As I left that Universe, it was with hope, for Apocalypse and
Sinister were no more, the Legacy Virus was destroyed and humans and
mutants had taken a step closer to accepting each other.
But as I peer back now, I fear that I see an end to that hope, with
the coming of Galactus' newest Herald, the former mutant Magneto, now known
as Magnus...
(Note : The Comics referred to in this story are all the comics
involved in the Onslaught Crossover)
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X-Men 50 - A Nightmare Of The Past's Future.
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Xavier frowned in his sleep.
Since the defeat of Apocalypse and Sinister, since Graydon Creed's
political aspirations had collapsed around him, he had had nothing but
pleasant dreams. Since the legacy virus had been cured he had been content
to sit back and watch the world react...and for once the reaction was in
favor of Mutants.
Now he suffered a nightmare.
He sat upon the beach, it was night and all around him he heard
the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. But the sound that
had once soothed him now made him feel uneasy.
Something was coming.
He could feel it in his bones, he knew it was the truth, somehow,
in someway that surpassed telepathy, he knew someone was coming.
"Hello Charles," the voice whispered behind him, Xavier's heart
sank as he heard the familiar voice.
"Erik?"
"Come Charles," the voice mocked him,"I have not been Erik Magnus
Lennsher for some time now."
Xavier hung his head,"Magneto then?"
The laughter was hard and bitter,"Once perhaps, but Charles, your
hate has made me so much more!"
Xavier whirled to face his arch-nemesis, he tried to move to his
feet, but they did not respond, here in the dream, his legs were as dead
and useless as if they had never been mobile. He twisted his body to look
and saw Magneto standing above him, his familiar red armor dull in the
darkness.
"Erik, please, leave it be!" he moaned - both in his dream and in
the real world.
"How can I, when you keep calling me back," laughed Magneto
bitterly.
Xavier grabbed the Mutant terrorist by the hips and pulled himself
up to face him, behind the mask he could see nothing but darkness. He
grabbed the helmet and pulled it away, collapsing to the ground.
Looking up, he stared in horror at his own face, suffused with
anger and hatred.
"No more," screamed the other Xavier,"Logan shall be the last!"
Xavier felt more than heard the mocking, teasing tone to the
anger, dropping his head to the ground he screamed.
Henry McCoy - The Beast - put down the set of flowers
and groaned,"Not again!"
"What de matter?" muttered Gambit around a piece of bacon,"You
sick of getting de flowers and tank you notes?"
"No, it's the love letters that have stretched my endurance to it's
uttermost limits," he snorted back.
"Come on Beast," laughed Gambit,"No one e'er get tired of de love
letters!"
"From men!" exclaimed the Beast.
Gambit began to choke with laughter, eventually spitting his half
chewed bacon out,"Dey still tink you and me was planning dat romantic
dinner, no?" (*)
"Yes, my Louisanian friend, and I stress FRIEND!" growled the
Beast.
"Come now," laughed Gambit, standing up from the table,"Can
anyone - man or female - really resist this package?"
Loud laughter from the doorway interrupted him, he turned to see
Rogue facing him.
"What you find so funny, eh chere?"
"Ah was just wondering, who gets to be the man?"
Gambit and Beast peered at each other uneasily, Remy's eyes dropped
to the Beast's groin, wondering if it was proportioned like the rest of
him.
"ME!" they said in unison.
"Oh you big brave men, so scared to do what woman have been doing
for millennia!"
She sauntered over to the refrigerator, she was dressed in a
short t-shirt and small white panties, and Gambit gulped as she bent over
to pick some milk out of the refrigerator.
"Neat trick," smirked The Beast,"You should do it while Gambit is
eating," he pointed at the half chewed bacon,"He certainly needs the help!"
Bishop looked at the picture on the mantle, smiling briefly he
turned away and found Storm leaning against the doorway, grinning at him.
"Yes?" he asked, noting the smug look on her face.
"Do you miss Jubilee?" she asked.
Bishop shook his head,"It is good to be able to watch t.v without
her trudging in and begging to watch Saturday morning cartoons!"
Storm just kept smiling, finally Bishop grinned back,"Very well,
I do miss her - and she was normally up too late on Saturdays to watch
cartoons anyway."
"I believe you used to tape them for....." she began.
"Shall we leave the subject there?" he overrode her,"I am sorry
to see her go, but I also feel a strange, uplifting sensation at seeing her
leave us."
"It's called pride," Storm said,"She's off to join Generation X at
Xavier's insistence, and we feel pride that he feels justified to send her
there."
"And a little sadness," Bishop said,"She's just a child."
"She is eighteen," Storm said, her smile turning a little sad,"I
remember when she first came to us, a frightened fourteen year old with no
idea of what was to come."
"Let us stop looking back at the past,"Bishop finally said,"It is a
beautiful day, for a change, I thought I might sit out in the sun and enjoy
it."
Storm tried to keep her mouth from dropping.
"Where's the Prof? Where's Scott and Jean?" Bobby Drake - Iceman
yawned.
"My goodness Jim," said the Beast in a rocky, craggy voice,"It's
some kind of language, but like none I've ever heard before."
"You are.....correct.....Bones," Sam Guthrie - Cannonball - replied
haltingly.
"Funny," laughed Bobby,"So who's Spock?"
Elisabeth Braddock - Psylocke - entered the room, she walked
imperiously, not a hint of emotion on her face, disdaining to pay attention
to the Beast, Cannonball, or Iceman. She took a carton of milk from the
refrigerator and poured herself a glass.
"Ahh, Ms Braddock," asked Cannonball, a little unsure of
himself,"Ain't it a little early to be in uniform?"
Psylocke was indeed wearing her uniform, a tight blue top hugged
her large breasts and skinny waist, her long legs were practically bare,
save for blue bands around the thighs and blue stockings/boots.
"No," she replied simply, she drank the milk, returned the carton
and placed it back in the refrigerator. She walked out of the kitchen,
seeming to put a little shake into her walk.
"There's your answer," replied Iceman,"Mrs Spock."
"I do not believe young Mr Guthrie can hear you," laughed the
Beast, Iceman looked up at Cannonball and saw that the new X-Man was still
watching the door, his mouth hanging slightly open.
Bobby laughed and repeated his previous question, this time
without yawning.
"The Professor is still sleeping," replied Hank,"As for Scott and
Jean, they're still in bed."
"Hmmm?" murmured Cannonball, shaking his head slightly,"Are Scott
and Jean still asleep, I thought I heard them talking earlier?"
"I never said they were still asleep," replied Hank,"Just that they
were in bed," he turned and winked slightly at Iceman as Cannonball blushed
furiously.
Scott lay with his arm around Jean's waist, they were pressed up
against each other and he found himself wondering how it was, that after
12 years of marriage (albeit in the future and in different bodies) he was
still incredibly turned on by the sight of her.
She felt his cock press up against the small of her back, her eyes
remained closed but she smiled slightly,"Didn't you get enough last
night?" she yawned.
"If you were chocolate I'd eat you till I exploded," he whispered
into her ear,"I can't get enough of you."
"My poor little pussy is gonna start smoking one of these days,"
she replied, opening her eyes slightly for a second, then closing them
again.
"Maybe we should restrict ourselves to just once a week then," he
said with a grin. She instantly turned around and glared at him, a look of
mock terror on her face.
"You want to give me a heart attack, Mister?"
He reached down and grabbed one of her breasts in his free hand,"I
can still feel your heart beating."
"Naughty boy, maybe I should spank you?"
"Now who's insatiable?" he laughed.
She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him
down to her they kissed passionately. The hand around her waist slid down
between her asscheeks and a finger slid into her pussy, it was already
growing wet.
"Dirty girl," he murmured, breaking the kiss,"I believe you're
getting turned on by this!"
His cock was now rammed against her belly, she peered down at it
and smiled,"You're a poster child for self control."
She pushed him down onto the bed, he lay on his back and his cock
pointed up towards her. She slid a fingernail along it's length and a
shiver went though his entire body. She wrapped her hand around him and
slowly began jacking him off, pre-cum oozed from his head and she began
rubbing his member up and down with it.
"Ahhhh....." he moaned,"Jean, that feels great."
She smiled down at him and slid her free hand down to her pussy,
a finger slid in between her lips.
"Whatever would the others say if they knew you masturbated," he
said with a grin.
"Look whose talking," she laughed back.
"Oh I don't wank," he said with a grin,"I have someone to do that
for me!"
She laughed back then released her hold on his cock, standing up
on the bed, she stood over him and then lowered herself down onto his
cock. He felt once more the incredible sensation of entering her, joining
with her in a special way. It was different with them because of the
mindlink they shared, each felt the others pleasure and in turn felt
pleasure from that. She slowly began pumping up and down, his thick cock
sliding in and out of her moist pussy lips, a hand slid down to her
clitoris and she began rubbing it.
"Jean, you are insatiable!" he groaned, she laughed and lowered
down, so she lay on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest.
She began sliding up and down, his cock moving in and out of her slowly.
Scott was approaching ejaculation when suddenly Jean stopped,
through their mindlink he also felt it, waves of terror and shock seemed
to wash over them.
Jean leaped of off him, his cock slid out of her with a scchlipp,
she grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped it around her body.
"Jean, who was that?" he gasped.
Jean stared up at him, anxiety clear in her eyes.
"It was the Professor."
Xavier screamed in pain as he felt Magneto's pain.
He stood in Magneto's armor upon Avalon, now he felt the pain as
his mind was taken over, his powers pushed to his uttermost limits. The
damage done to his mind was irrevocable.
"I didn't know," he screamed,"I was trying to save the world!"
"Who asked you to be the messiah?" came Magneto's voice, and Xavier
realized with a chill that it was his own voice.
"What was I supposed to do, let you go unanswered for
the thousands you killed when you disrupted the Earth's electromagnetic
flow?"
"Is the answer to violence more violence? To hatred more hatred?
Once you said those words to me, preached the open hand over the closed
fist.....what has become of your high morals? Your dream?"
Xavier started awake, screaming, hands grabbed him by the shoulders
and he struggled to free himself of their grip.
- Professor! - came a voice in his mind, - Professor, please calm
down. -
He forced himself to stop, opening his eyes he found himself
staring at Jean, who held him by his shoulders. Behind her stood Cyclops
and the Beast, in a dark corner he saw Psylocke with her arms folded
across her chest, the red mark of the Crimson Dawn seemed to glow vividly,
then it was just a mark once more and he turned to face Jean.
"What is it?" Jean cried,"I thought you were being attacked, but I
detected no psionic interference."
"No," gasped the Professor, pulling the sheets away from him and
hopping out of the bed. For a few seconds he feared his legs would not
work, but they supported him, he pulled pants over his jockeys and turned
to stare at his students,"Somehow, I was warning myself, I fear that
Magneto may be returning in a way we never foresaw, I fear Magneto may be
returning within me!"
* - During the award winning X-Crossover Something Sinister This
Way Comes, a young checkout girl mistakenly came to the conclusion that
Gambit and the Beast are gay. The story comes out in the papers after
Hank cures the Legacy Virus.
(Note that two issues pass before the next story. In those issues
Psylocke begins to act strangly and Angel takes her to a mountain retreat
in Colorado.)
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X-Men 53 - First Contact
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The most advanced tracking system in the world belongs to Reed
Richards of the Fantastic Four & Doctor Doom (Reed and Doom developed
it seperate of each other, neither realising the other was working on
it. They finished at roughly the same time and both mistakenly believe
they were to first to invent it), but neither of them detect the anonmaly.
The next most advanced systems belong to the X-Men, Avengers and
S.H.I.E.L.D, but they do not detect it either.
The comet passes into Earth's atmosphere, a few people see it and
point.
"Wish on it," one man says to his son,"It's good luck to see a
shooting star."
He is wrong.
The comet disappears below any possible radar detection and levels
out, the rock formation collapses to reveal a man, flying through the air,
a look of fierce joy on his face.
Magnus lands on the grass, the rock has been destroyed, he has left
no traces of his arrival.
The left overs of his old uniform suddenly change, soon he is
wearing what appears to be denim overalls and a white shirt. He looks
younger somehow, the lines of worry and anger gone from his face. But his
eyes remain the same, a little calmer than before, but the old anger and
hatred not easily dispersed even by one so mighty as his master...Galac....
Magnus frowns and says aloud,"Who is my master? Galactus?" he
smiles to himself, Galactus is forbidden to return to Earth, held in place
by his own oath....Magnus suffers no such restriction.
"I have ever been, and will always be, my own master."
Colorado.
Warren Worthington the Third looked down at his lover with worry.
"I am fine," she moaned,"Leave me alone!"
Warren frowned,"Betsy, I want to know why you did what you did?"
"What are you talking about?" she asked, stretching out on the
bed, she was naked and he had a hard time taking his eyes off her.
"You know," he snapped, pulling his eyes away from her naked
form,"Nate told me what you did to Jean."
Psylocke smiled,"That boy? The so called X-Man?"
"Betsy! he told me that you tried to seduce him afterwards!"
She laughed, it was a rich sound, but there was a note to it that
seemed to indicate contempt,"Look at me Warren, if I wanted to offer myself
to that young whelp....he would blow his load."
Warren groaned,"Betsy, he told me that you took Jean skinny dipping
and tried to have sex with her."
"So why hasn't Jean spoken of this?" Psylocke said with
a grin,"Don't you find that odd?"
Warren frowned again,"I don't know.....Betsy, since the Crimson
Dawn healed your body it just seems like you've been acting differently."
Betsy smiled, warmly, with no hint of derision,"Warren, I don't
know why Nate said what he said, but I didn't try to seduce him or Jean,
me and her aren't even close friends," she reached up to him and grabbed
him around the neck,"Come here, I'll seduce you!"
He cast aside his doubts for the moment and laughed, kissing her,
his tongue slipping into her mouth, she smiled and slipped her own tongue
into him. His hand cupped her breast and he began to rub her nipple
between his fingers.
BAAAAMMMMMM!!!!!
Warren sat up in shock as the wall collapsed behind them and a
giant figure strode into the room.
"Juggernaut," he screamed, staring in shock at the invulnerable,
unstoppable step-brother of Charles Xavier.
"Yeah," mumbled Juggernaut,"Miss me."
Angel's wings broke his shirt open, he lifted into the air,"I warn
you Juggernaut......"
"Calm down," laughed Juggernaut,"Like the new feathers though,
maybe I'll use them to stuff my pillows one day. For today however, I
just want some info."
Angel hesitated and lowered himself to the ground, Juggernaut
stood over him, glaring down, he noticed Psylocke lying on the bed.
"Nice tits," he said conversationally, Psylocke gasped as she
remembered she was naked, she quickly pulled a sheet over her body.
"Fergit it," he said as Angel was about to issue a warning,"I'm so
big that I'd rip her in two."
"What do you want, Cain Marko?" she asked coldly.
"Oooh, you know my name," he laughed,"What's the red shit over
your eye? A tattoo?"
"What do you want?" she repeated, a psi-blade formed over her
closed fist.
"Fergit it," he repeated,"That little mind knife of yours can't
penetrate my helmet," he clonked the large round helmet on his
head,"Nothing stops the Juggernaut."
"Answer the question," yelled Angel.
"Yeah, just one question, can Chuck walk again?"
The two looked at each other in surprise, then turned to look
at him,"Yeah," Angel said,"He walks, why?"
"No reason," laughed Juggernaut,"I'll see ya," he turned and
walked out into the snow, Angel followed.
"Watch where you're going," he yelled,"There's a cliff that looks
down over the mountain, you'll fall off!"
Juggernaut laughed and leaped forward, going over the cliff.
"So what," he yelled as he began to fall,"The ground will break
my fall!"
5 days earlier
...X-Man - Nate Grey - sat in the tree watching Storm fly about
in the sky.
He still couldn't get over how at ease everyone seemed here, how
totally unafraid and full of hope.
After saving Xavier, he had been convinced to stay around the
Mansion, but lately he had come to regret the decision. X-Force was
coming soon, however, and he would have to leave anyway. Cable and he
were basically the same person genetically, and whenever they were around
each other they felt incredible pain and experienced each others memories.
He sent out a small telepathic probe, looking inside Storm's mind
he saw all her memories, her fears and hopes. She had once had a romantic
relationship with Forge, the man who in his Universe had been like a
father to him.
Psylocke sped past him below the tree, moving with a ninja's grace
she disappeared into the woods. Something about her troubled the powerful
young mutant, nothing evil, but her closely guarded mind held a swirling,
chaotic mix of strange thoughts and dark intentions.
He remembered the fantasy he had picked up once, his room was
next to hers, and as he lay awake, thinking about everything that had
happened since he came to this Universe, her dream had suddenly intruded
upon his mind, the images becoming real in front of him.
He was so powerful that he could literally create images out of
thin air that had real substance, and this was one of many times when he
wished he couldn't.
Jean Grey and Psylocke had both appeared in front of him suddenly,
both naked and dripping wet from a shower, Psylocke had reached forward
and grabbed one of Jean's large breasts, massaging it while the red headed
mutant moaned in pleasure.
Nate had quickly swept away the images, Jean Grey was the alternate
version of his genetic donor in another Universe, as he was named after
her, he wanted nothing to do with any fantasies like that.
Now he sat in the tree, wondering what the purple haired mutant
was up to.
Psylocke stripped of the last of her clothes and leapt into the
water, it was shockingly cold, but her mutant physiology protected her from
the worst of it. She felt her nipples harden and go erect as she slowly
swam in lazy circles through the lake. She heard a noise, and
her telepathic senses instantly picked up who it was.....Jean Grey.
"Sorry," said the red haired mutant as she stepped through the
trees,"I didn't realize anyone else was here."
"Do not apologize," replied Psylocke,"The lake is free for anyone
to swim in."
Jean looked down at Psylocke's costume.
"You're skinny dipping?"
Psylocke smiled,"Try it, the water feels wonderful on your bare
skin."
Jean - who was wearing a two piece bikini under her bathing
robe - hesitated.
"There is no one else around," said Psylocke with a smile,"We are
two of the most powerful telepaths in the world, who is going to surprise
us?"
Jean hesitated a few seconds more, then slipped her bathing robe
to the ground, she reached behind and fumbled with the clip, then it fell
away, her large breasts springing free.
Psylocke was doing a slow backstroke, revealing most of her
beautiful body to Jean, their breasts were about the same size
she believed, but whereas she kept her pubic hair trimmed short and shaven
around the lips, Psylocke had only a small rectangle of purple pubic hair
over her vagina.
Jean slipped away her small bikini panties, placed them on top of
her towel and slowly slipped into the ice cold water. She too felt her
nipples grow erect in the cold water, and tried to withhold a shiver of
pleasure. Psylocke was treading water now, watching as Jean grew used to
the water, they both watched each other as they treaded water, smiling,
finally Jean said,"This water is very, very cold."
The both laughed, a little uneasily, Jean had never been too
comfortable with Psylocke since she had tried to seduce Scott, despite the
fact that it had been the Revanche part of her personality, but now that
Psylocke had Angel, the tension had died down somewhat.
Psylocke paddled around behind Jean and placed her arms around her
neck, pulling up right next to her body, her large breasts flattening
against Jean's back, she said.
"How is that? Are you warmer?"
"Yes," replied Jean, a little uneasily, but she had to admit, she
was definitely warmer.
Psylocke slowly began to rub her body up and down against Jean's
back, her erect nipples sliding over the red heads shoulder blades.
"What are you doing.....?" started Jean.
"Shush..." whispered Psylocke,"Back in Britain the water gets a
lot colder than this, people often do this to warm up, would you like me
to stop?"
Jean had to admit, she was warming up, and the sensation of having
Psylocke's nipples running against her back was heavenly.
"No, it's all right."
Psylocke slid her hands back, placing them on Jean's shoulders,
she slowly turned Jean around so that they were facing each other. She
then pulled Jean close, hugging her to her body, she began rubbing up and
down again, their breasts sliding against each other, sensitive nipples
rubbing together. Jean's legs had parted slightly, and Psylocke slipped
her thigh in between Jean's leg, the firm, muscular thigh slid up and down,
parting Jean's cunt lips slightly, rubbing against her clitoris at the top,
she did it slowly, Jean hardly even realized it was happening, her eyes
were closed and her head leant back, she made small moaning noises as
Psylocke's thigh rubbed against her clit and their breasts moved against
each other. Jean began to move her hips herself, sliding herself up and
down over Psylocke's leg.
The mutant ninja lowered her mouth down, in leaning back Jean's
breasts had slid above the water, and now Psylocke gently took one nipple
in her mouth, lightly licking the end, causing a wave of pleasure to ride
through Jean's body, she slowly began sucking on the nipple.
Jean began to move her hips faster as her clit clamored for more
attention, her cries became louder and faster, then suddenly she came, her
juice's mingling into the lakes water as they ran around Psylocke's thigh.
She collapsed against Psylocke, breathing heavily, then she sat up, stared
at Psylocke in shock, then pulled away from her, quickly swimming back to
shore, she jumped onto the beach, pulling her bathrobe over her still wet
body and grabbing her bikini, she ran back into the forest.
Psylocke lay on her back in the water, a satisfied smile on her
face, and slowly masturbated.
Nate watched Jean rush up the Mansions steps and inside, he
frowned as he detected her thoughts.
Psylocke sauntered up onto the lawn, she was apparently wearing
a incredibly tiny two piece bikini - apparently.
He watched her lay down in the sun and stretch out, he shook his
head, she was naked.....he could sense it, despite the fact she was
obviously wearing a bikini.
- Come down here boy, - he heard her voice in his head, he shook
his head and glided down to her, he noticed that Storm was paying no
attention to them, in fact she was flying away.
- I've masked us from her sight, and everyone else can only see
me in this skimpy bikini. -
"You're naked," he said, pushing slightly, he dispelled the
telepathic illusion and saw she was indeed naked.
"So now you can see my tits and pussy, you like what you see?"
"What did you do to Jean, I could sense incredible guilt coming
from her."
"You tell me what I did boy," she said,"Maybe I'll let you feel
me up if you get it right."
She gasped in shock as he slipped into her mind, breaking past
her defenses like they were paper.
"You tried to fuck her!" he yelled.
"Quiet," she moaned,"It's difficult to shield us from everyone,
and you're a disorientating presence."
"What the hell did you think you were doing?"
"You want to fuck me?" she asked, he stopped for a second and
involuntarily looked over her incredible body.
"You do, don't you?" she laughed,"Come on, Warren doesn't have to
know, and I'm a good fuck, I promise you."
"Why are you acting like this?"
"I'll let you do me up the ass," she giggled,"Have you ever
buttfucked a girl, Nate? Have you ever fucked any girl?"
"I don't know why, but I feel like something is influencing you,
but I don't detect any telepathic influence...."
"It's an incredible feeling, to be inside someone else, you'd love
it...."
Nate turned and walked away, Psylocke began to laugh,"That's your
last chance Nate, you'll never get another.....maybe I'll send you a dream
tonight about me, it's all you'll ever get."
Nate walked away angrily and stepped into the Mansion.
Psylocke frowned,"Why can't I make him do what I want, it was so
easy with Jean?"
"Don't worry about him?" a dark voice whispered in her head,"I'll
take care of him."
She laughed lightly and slid a finger into her pussy.
Present Time
Nate smiled warmly at Xavier.
"You're wrong," he said,"I don't detect even one iota of Magneto's
personality within you, you didn't absorb it by accident, you're fine."
"Are you sure Nate?" Xavier asked, frowning,"You do realize that I
may have shielded certain information without meaning to?"
The X-Man smiled,"If you did, you really are the best, I completely
smashed every barrier you created, every door you locked and all I saw
regarding Magneto was a bitter pity."
Xavier smiled slightly,"Nate, do you really have to go? there's so
much we can teach you."
Nate's smile slipped,"I'm sorry Professor, I thought things would
be all right, but I can't deal being around so many people, their thoughts
pounding my head, the things they think are so alien to me."
Xavier extended his hand, Nate took it,"Goodbye then, and good
luck....if you ever need help....."
Nate smiled and disappeared, he had been an astral projection the
entire time he and Xavier had spoken - now he was gone.
"Fascinating," said the Beast, stepping into the room,"If he was
an astral projection, how did he shake your hand? did he merely create the
illusion of a handshake?"
Xavier shook his head,"No Hank, I don't think that any one of us
really realized how powerful he was."
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