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	I can guarantee that there'll be a few missed chapters somewhere, so
just contact me at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - and I can send you anything you 
miss, or even look at 

www.dejanews.com

 or

http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/MacInnes/sheroine.htm
(an excellent superheoine site that contains the X-Men 
story - case is important.)

	Here's the deal, whatever is the legal age to view pornographic 
material in your country is how old you have to be to read this story - if 
you're not that old then you can't read it - by reading this story you are 
saying you are of a legal age to view this material - if you are not I can 
not be held responsible.
	
	The pain is so great I can almost see it as a physical entity, my 
body is warping, my belated healing factor striving to heal bones shattered 
into chips, internal organs ruptured, even at it's former best my healing 
factor wouldn't have pulled me through this, so why aren't I dead.
	I manage to make it to my knees, I'm on all fours like an animal now, 
as heat rushes through my body at almost the same speed as the hunger which 
follows it.  I can see bone's reforming through the skin, but I'm in trouble, 
I've left a trail of blood behind me, staining the snow pink, and the 
unnatural coldness is taking its effect, the pain is the only thing keeping 
me from slipping into the eternal sleep.
	I hear a voice inside my head, crazily telling me to stand up 
straight, to face my inner demons and stand up straight.  And crazily enough, 
I begin to do so, bones so recently healed crack again, and I reach out and 
grab a tree for support, the pain is no longer red hot, but white hot.  I 
realise now with a start that in my crunched up position, my bones were 
healing crooked, I wouldn't have been able to stand up straight again 
afterwards.
	"That's good Logan, but it's only half the battle."
	The voice seems to come from all around, I struggle to turn, to move 
around and see, but I can't, and the voice seems so familiar.  It's then that 
I cry out as the pain becomes so unbearable that my mind wants to shut down, 
and I nearly do, before realising that if I'm not conscious, my body will be 
at it's own mercy, healing in whatever shape I'm in at the time, and I get 
the feeling that if I do fall unconscious, then my real mind will never wake 
up again.  I'll become the animal of my nightmares, and that thought gives me 
the strength to stand up straight and take the pain.

	The Black Beast laughed in amusement.
	"Oh dear, oh dear, we never got thoughts like this back at home."
	Jubilee tried to scowl, but she was too busy blushing furiously as 
the machine brought her thoughts up on screens all around the room.
	"These one's are fantasies," he said pointing at a row of monitors.  
On one Jubilee was disinterestingly watching as Brad Pitt and Antonio 
Banderas fought over the right to kiss her shoes, in another she was being 
presented with a gold card with no conceivable limit and the third was the 
one that had sparked McCoy's interests.  
	In this one she and Storm lay naked together, their legs were 
spreadeagled revealing Storm's neatly shaven cunt and Jubilee's lightly 
haired one, they moved together suddenly, scissoring there legs together so 
that their vagina's rested against each other, then slowly they began moving 
up and down, Storm moving up while Jubilee moved down and vice versa.
	"Dueling clits, aye?" said McCoy with a laugh,"How exceptional, on my 
world everyones fantasies were either getting food or crushing the Eternals 
that would march up and destory humans and inferior mutants.  But these," he 
said, pointing at another row of monitors,"These are memories."
	They included Jubilee's first sexual  experience, when she and Robin, 
a superhero from another Universe, had first made love.  There was also her 
recent session with the slumbering Storm, and one of her sitting naked at 
monitor controls, masturbating herself while she watched Scott and Jean 
having sex at the floor of their bed.
	"Oh my bells and whistles," laughed McCoy, wiping a tear from his 
eye,"I did not think I would enjoy once more being under the lash of 
Sinister, but this world is quite different to my own, such fun!"

	Apocalypse stood to his feet and smiled, now was the time.

	Cable finished loading the PacRat and motioned to the rest of 
X-Force, now was the time.

	As I struggled towards the lab, I collapsed to the ground, the battle 
for my body was over, but now my mind hung on the edge of an abyss, and I 
could feel the pull of gravity bringing me down.  But for the sake of Jean, I 
had to continue.

	X-Man stared down at the inert body.
	"Now?" he asked no one.
	Not yet, replied a voice in his head, but the time is soon.

	Sinister placed the two genetic samples into the petri dish and 
placed them in the plasma bath, he turned and smiled at the unconscious 
figures on the tables.
	"Soon," he said,"The ultimate weapon will be mine."
	"Dat so?" replied a voice, he turned and raised an eyebrow at Gambit.
	"What is you problem, Marauder?" he asked.
	"You done dis before Sinister, you gone and created your ultimate 
weapon, and den 'pocalypse come along and destroy it, like he did wit Cable."
	"This time is different, I have more now at my disposal then before, 
begone from my sight Marauder, before I see fit to punish you."
	Gambit walked over to Pheonix, who was coming around.
	"You haven't," she said simply,"Gambit what do you think you're 
doing?"
	"I gotta survive, chere," he said,"Me an Rogue jus got a new start, 
Sinister promised to let her and me stay together an be free, say we got no 
genetic potential to us."
	"He lies, Gambit!" she cried,"It's all he does."
	Gambit reached out and stroked her cheek, his hand briefly touching 
the damping collar around his right hand, then he turned away."
	"I hope you understand dis, I got no other choice."
	"I understand Gambit," she said with a smile,"Go to Rogue."
	The Cajun left the room and Sinister sat at the computer, typing in 
commands, when he was finished he turned and walked out of the room without 
so much as a backward glance.
	Jean smiled and pulled her hand free, Gambit had used his power to 
fill an object with it's kinetic potential to blow a small hinge on the 
restraint, resulting in freeing her, hand, she created a small psi-dagger in 
her fist and  punched through the second.
	Scott was just coming around, she punched in a command and his 
restraints loosened, the ruby quartz visor fallling from his face.
	"How?"
	"Let's go," she said,"We have to free the others."

	Cable levitated upside down over the floor, Caliban lay underneath 
him, staring into his open eyes.
	"How Cable-Nathan do that?" asked the mutant tracker,"Caliban try 
once and hurt his head."
	"It explains alot," said Domino and Deadpool at the same time, Domino 
walked away angrily, Deadpool laughed.
	The PacRat had just flown back into U.S Airspace, although the only 
one likely to bring them up would have been S.H.I.E.L.D - who owned the rat 
before it was 'acquired' by X-Force - but it was now hidden by an advanced 
cloak.
	Cable suddenly turned around, got to his feet, walked to the pilot's 
commands - which were on auto pilot - and typed in several commands.
	"We're heading to Kansas," he said simply,"That was all I could pick 
up of Jean, once we get to the general area I could get it to, Caliban will 
take over."
	
	"My, my , my," said McCoy with a laugh,"Sinister was right, you are 
bisexual!"
	Storm struggled against her bonds as the twisted version of their own 
Beast  - who was right now probably receiving a toast at the President's Ball 
- stared at her fantasies and memories.
	The memories were rather plain, there she was as a thief in Cairo, 
here she was crushed under rubble, screaming for her parents to help her, 
here she was meeting Gambit for the first time.  
	But the fantasies, she had long kept her emotions under control, but 
underneath boiled fantasies straight out of the sick mind of some idiot 
writing sex stories and posting them on the Internet.
	One involved her being taken by all the X-Men males, first Scott 
Summers, then Robert Drake, then Warren Worthington III, even Logan and Henry 
McCoy got a go.  In another, her and Jean Grey kissed passionately and made 
love by a fire, Storm at one point sitting on Jean's thigh and rubbing up and 
down until she climaxed, her juices running down the red headed mutants 
thigh.  Here she was getting done by a mysterious blurred figure.
	"Computer, bring image into focus," the blurred image cleared 
somewhat, bringing up a dark image of a tall black man, but no facial 
features were evident.
	"Who is that?" yelled the  Black Beast,"Who?"
	"I.....don't know," stammered Ororo,"He looks a little 
familiar.....but....."
	"Computer, scan face image 1A from my personal memory files," - his 
mind and memories had been scanned by Sinister when he was first 
captured,"Place image over 2C of Storm memory file."
	The computer complied and the image of a bald black man, about forty 
or so, with a M tattooed over his eye, became apparent.
	Storm shook her head,"He still looks familiar, but too old, I 
see.......I see dreadlocks."
	McCoy typed in the appropriate commands, a face appeared on the 
screen.
	"I still don't know...." started Storm, but the Beast supplied the 
name for her before running out of the room, and still she didn't recognise 
it.
	"Bishop."

	Psylocke dropped into the room, the two tables that had held Jean and 
Scott were empty, sshe frowned, and walked over to one of the many pieces of 
equipment, this one was charred and burnt, nothing was left inside.
	"That's from Scott's optic blast," she said to herself,"Now what do I 
do?"
	"I'll tell you what sweetheart," came a low growling voice,"Now I'm 
gonna fuck you silly!"
	She whirled and saw Sabretooth standing watch over her, he started 
forward, walking with the arrogant gait of one who knows he's going to get 
what he wants.
	"Ever since I've known you, you've been an arrogant little bitch," he 
laughed,"Always shaking your hips and pushing your tits out, teasing everyone 
- well I ain't gonna be teased no more!" he leaped forward, but despite his 
animal fast reflexes, she moved faster leaping away from him, landing lightly 
on her feet and turning to face him.
	"Come along then, dog!" she yelled,"You want me, come and get me!"
	He moved towards her, and as she leaped away he turned to follow her, 
she flipped in midair, her feet landing against the wall and pushed her back 
over his head as he lunged for her, quick as a snake, however, he turned and 
lashed out with his arm, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back 
to him.  The heel of her foot crashed heavily against the top of his knee and 
he howled in agony, his grip loosened slightly and she slipped through his 
hands, he managed to grab her tight blue leather top first, and it ripped 
away, exposing her large breasts, which were heaving with exertion.
	"You don't usually get this kind of workout do you?" Sabretooth said 
with a smile,"Nice titties by the way, I'm gonna enjoy sucking on them!"
	He moved in mid-sentence, surprsing her, she was pushed to the 
ground, landing heavily on her chest, the wind knocked out of her, she felt a 
hand grab what ws left of her uniform around her ass, and then it was pulled 
away, leaving her asscheeks exposed.
	He grabbed one cheek in each hand as he sat on her legs, and he 
pulled them apart, revealing her puckered anus.
	"You been fucked up the ass before, huh?" he said with a grin,"Maybe 
I'll do you there first....."
	Now she surprised him, arching upwards, her knees bending awkwardly 
under the pressure of Sabretooth's weight, she grabbed his long blond hair 
and yanked powerfully.  He screamed as pain flared through him, he quickly 
recovered, but now she was out from under him, turning to face him, her naked 
body glistening with sweat, a psi-knife protuding from her fist.
	"The glow don't work no more sweetheart," he said with a smile, 
referring to the loss of homicidal tendencies every time she used the 
psi-dagger on him,"Ever since that little runt Wolverine popped his claw 
through my head, nothing been able to stop me."
	She knew she couldn't fight him forever, his healing factor was 
strong, he could fight for days, she could not, but she would not give in.
	Sabretooth whirled his head as sounds of fighting erupted outside the 
door, as he turned back he caught Psylocke's foot hard in his face, he fell 
to the floor, even as he did so he reached out and caught her, bringing her 
down with him.  He climbed on top of her, holding her down.
	"I'm gonna suck on your titties now!" he said, then I'm gonna fuck 
you!"
	The door behind them suddenly erupted inwards, Archangel stoodin the 
doorway, as soon as he saw Sabretooth his metallic wings erupted forth 
neuro-darts, that penetrated his skin, pushing him back, but Archangel didn't 
stop there, his wings kept firing, ripping flesh from Sabretooth's body, the 
mutant screeched in pain, and finally lay still, Archangel stopped.
	"You didn't kill him?" Psylocke asked?
	"No, he didn't.......?"
	"No."
	He smiled and hugged her, then suddenly screamed as a claw ripped 
through his wings, as he fell back  he saw a bleeding, badly bruised and 
broken Sabretooth standing over them.
	"You shoulda finished me pretty boy, I'll........"
	He was cut off as a large black hand reached out and grabbed him 
around the throat, he gargled wildly, then cut off abruptly as a loud CRACK 
resounded through the room, and Apocalypse threw Sabretooth's lifeless corpse 
to the ground.

	Sinister stared at the memories of both McCoy and Storm, this was 
wrong he thought to himself.
	"McCoy, how is this possible?"
	"I do not know," came the reply from the agitated mutant,"He was at 
least forty when he destroyed our universe, and he appears no older than 25 
in these memories."
	"I have never seen him before," Sinister said angrily,"I know every 
mutant who exists, and I have never seen this.....Bishop."
	They turned and stared at each other, both thinking the same 
thoughts,'Could he have come through the M'Kraan crystal from the other 
Universe along with X-Man, Holocaust, Sugarman and the Black Beast? And why 
was he de-aged, and why did none of the X-Men know him, and yet know him?
	An alarm sounded, McCoy flipped a switch and an image of a large 
flying ship appeared.
	"That's a S.H.I.E.L.D Pacrat," said Sinister,"Cable and X-Force have 
one."
	"X-Force?"
	"Samuel Guthrie - Cannonball, Roberto DaCosta - Sunspot, Shattarstar, 
Rictor, Domino, Tabitha Smith - Meltdown, Nathan Summers - Cable."
	"Samuel Guthrie was a young whelp who worked in a overseer capacity 
for us," mused McCoy,"Rictor was a tracker, Domino was Apocalypse's personal 
bounty hunter."
	Sinister stroked his chin,"This is going to cause problems, prepare 
Storm and Jubilee, did you manage anyone else?"
	"No, Storm surprised me too much with her thought's of Bishop."
	"It'll have to do."

	As the Pacrat landed, X-Force was already moving, swinging into 
action and moving down the already blasted corridors, they met no resistance 
until halfway down, when a plasma burst knocked most of them of their feet.
	Cannonball's inpenetrable blast field rocketed him through the air, 
he smashed into Havok, picking the Prelate up and lifting him high into the 
air, Havok increased the size of his blasts, but could not penetrate the 
field.  Sam let him go suddenly, and before he could react, a black bullet by 
the name of Sunspot smashed into him, his fist hitting Havok's chin at over a 
hundred miles an hour, sending the brainwashed mutant flying backwards, he 
was caught by Siryn and placed gently on the ground knocked right out.  
Cannonball placed restraints on him, enjoying the irony, not so long ago, 
when everyone thought Cable had killed Xavier, Havok had put him in 
restraints.  He wouldn't give any trouble anyway, he was unconscious.
	They continued onwards, meeting no resistance, Cable grew uneasy, 
suddenly a blast of light blinded them, as they groped to see, a wind seemed 
to push them back.
	As Cable's eyes began to clear, he saw Storm standing in front of 
them, pushing them backwards with her wind powers.
	"Domino," he screamed into the gale,"Shoot Storm, stun!" he hoped 
Domino would be able to do it, her mutant power mysteriously enabled things 
to go her way, and he cared deeply for Storm.
	Domino fired the blast, the stun needle luckily seemed to find a 
point without wind, it struck Storm, knocking her to the ground, she could 
not move.
	Jubilee tried to blast them again, but a flash of light behind her 
distracted her, she turned in time to see the hilt of Deadpool's sword as it 
banged her skull.
	"Damn it Deadpool!" Cable yelled,"If you've hurt her......"
	"Relax, have I ever hurt anyone in my life?"
	Cable ignored the question as he bent and placed a hand to Storm's 
brow, he concentrated and then smiled,"She was under a form of mind control, 
I've removed it," he moved to Jubilee and repeated the gesture, then stood 
up,"Okay people, let's go get Sinister!" 

	Sinister was as close to feeling real emotion as he ever got, he was 
somewhat annoyed.
	He had placed the brainwashed Havok into X-Factor and had instructed 
Sabretooth - who was only too happy to comply - to suddenly remember where 
one of his labs was located, and he had hired Deadpool to kill Domino, but 
Cable shouldn't have been able to locate him here.
	He had immediately sent out Havok, Storm and Jubilee to finish them, 
but he had underestimated Cable's 'children' once more, now they were nearly 
at the door.
	"McCoy, do we have any other defenses?"
	"None," replied the Beast with a shake of his head,"It's down to you 
and me now."
	The door blew in suddenly and Cannonball rocketed into the room, he 
drew up with a start as he found himself facing McCoy.
	"Beast? Sir?" he started, dropping his forcefield, and the Beast 
lashed out, a thickly muscled arm slamming hard into the young mutant's face 
and dropping him to the ground.
	"Sam!" screamed a voice and a small explosion erupted in front of the 
Beast, setting his fur on fire, he dropped to roll and a tall, well muscled 
figure sped into the room, knocking into him and smashing him against a wall.
	"Well done Warpath," said Sinister with a smile,"You have impressed 
me."
	The large native American whirled to face Sinister, then sped 
forward, moving faster than any wild animal, but Sinister was faster, 
reaching out with one gloved hand and grabbing his forearm, twisting him 
around and throwing him into a wall lined with computers.  Bombs exploded all 
around Sinister, but his grey flesh did not bleed, it simply resealed over 
any injuries, he reached out and grabbed Meltdown and felt a sword slide into 
his belly, Shattarstar, the genetically engineered fighter from another 
Universe, twisted the sword and pulled it free, expecting to disembowell 
Sinister and kill him, the skin merely melded together behind the sword, and 
Sinister's free arm smashed an elbow heavily into the young fighters nose, 
knocking him to the ground.
	As he pulled Meltdown closer to him, the ground beneath him lurched 
and he stumbled, freeing Meltdown, who raced towards the restraining tables 
where the X-Men and X-Factor were being held.
	Sinister turned and faced Rictor, the young mutant who could create 
seismic disturbances, Sinister held one hand up, palm thrust forward, and 
pale yellow energy flew from it, smashing into him and knocking him away.  
Black fire was suddenly all around him as Sunspot flew into the room, firing 
shots wildly at the mutant geneticist, Sinister unhurriedly walked through 
the flames, reached up and grabbed the young mutant by the ankle, his hand 
was amzingly unharmed by the deep heat radiating from the mutant, he pulled 
him down roughly and smashed a fist into his face, a blast of laser fire 
burst through his shoulder, he ignored it as he beat Sunspot into 
unconsciousness.
	Meltdown reached the X-Men, her bombs flew from her wrist launchers, 
smashing the restraints and freeing the X-Men.  Archangel headed straight for 
a side door, yelling that Scott and Jean were still being held prisoner, the 
rest of the X-Men turned to face Sinister, and were shocked to see the mad 
scientist held to the floor by the pink and purple form of Caliban, the 
gentle mutant tracker, who was screaming in savage rage.

	"It is my will that you have all been brought together like this," 
said Apocalypse in his deep, thundering voice,"Sinister seeks to bring about 
my ruin, but he shall fall this day, and then he will realise that only the 
strong survive, and I am that which will survive."
	"You're mad," screamed Archangel, his face contorted with rage.  In 
his youth, he had been Warren Worthington the Third, and he had managed quite 
nicely to deal with the feathered wings that nature ha chosen to give him, 
then Apocalypse had kidnapped him, cut away his wings and replaced them with 
techno organic ones, changing his white skin to a pale shade of blue.  He had 
made him the Fourth Horseman of Apocalypse - Death - and sought to destroy 
the X-Men, but Archangel had thrown of his mind control,"I should have 
destroyed you on the moon when I had the chance!"
	Apocalypse smiled at him,"You thought you had the victory there my 
son, by making me die of pain and weakness, but I will always return, I am 
that which will survive," he clicked his large fingers together and Warren 
screamed in agony, doubling over in pain.
	"What have you done!" screamed Psylocke, her naked body hunching over 
Warren's pain stricken one.
	"I am helping him," replied Apocalypse,"Watch and learn child."
	Psylocke watched in shock as the small metal pieces on Archangel's 
wings fell away, breaking off bit by bit to reveal white feathers.  Finally 
it was over, and Archangel had become Angel once more.

	"I sense Apocalypse's hand in this," cried Sinister as he struggled 
to hold back Caliban, who had once been Apocalypse's second angel of death,"I 
will not be undone by some brainless monstrosity!"
	Caliban's hands sunk into Sinister's flesh, actually causing real 
pain, then Caliban's head snapped back and he howled in pain, Sinister 
throwing him off and shakily getting to his feet, he found himself facing the 
X-Men, X-Factor and X-Force.
	"So, it has come to this?" he mused,"You think you can beat me so 
simply?" he looked at each one of them in turn, finally coming to rest of 
Cable, Domino and Deadpool.
	"Wade Wilson," he said,"You have not fulfilled your contractual 
obligations, I could have you sued for that."
	Deadpool stood up straight, and from seemingly nowhere held up a 
small pair of glasses, he put them on over his costumed face and said in a 
nasal voice,"Actually, the first part - heretofore referred to as the Mr 
Sinister - did not give the second party - the dashing Wade Wilson - correct 
information, he stated that the second party would recieve several million 
dollars for the death of one mutant female, Domino, whereas the dashing Mr. 
Wilson discovered that he was being forced into a two for one special, 
killing Domino would result in the death of a second party, for which Mr. 
Wilson has recieved no payment."
	"What the hell are you talking about Wilson?" said Cable.
	"Didn't you know?" said Deadpool, sounding genuinely 
perplexed,"Domino is preggers, knocked up, has hired a stork, got a bun in 
the oven, eating for two, gonna get kinda fat and get sick alot!"
	Sinister felt the dull annoyance once more, he had been hoping to 
avoid anyone finding out.
	Cable stared at Domino for a second in shock, then turned back and 
looked at Sinister, rage contorting his face,"How long are you going to fuck 
with my family Sinister!" he screamed,"It's beacuse of you I have this!" he 
lifted up his metallic arm,"It's because of you my parent's live in fear of 
having another child! No More!" telekinetic lightning lashed out, smashing 
Sinister full on in the chest, knocking him back to the ground, before he 
could stand, a red burst of light smashed from the roof into him, and Scott 
and Jean smashed through from the ventilation shaft.
	"Cable's right," yelled Cyclops,"This ends today."
	"I agree," came another voice, a thundering voice that shut them all 
up, as they turned to face Apocalypse.

One day earlier.
	 Henry McCoy, aka the Beast, was looking over his notes, they were 
right, he found it impossible to believe, but the chemical makeup that 
resulted from the combination of Cable's blood and the techno organic virus 
acted as an antibody, destroying any disease or virus.
	He had known for sure that it would cure the Legacy Virus, had been 
aware that it might have some effect on Aids, but he was still shell shocked 
from the thought that it acted against cancerous tumours.
	"If only we had had it when Captain Marvel was alive," he said to 
himself,"If only."
	"Yeah bub, well right now I need it for another reason."
	Beast whirled around and stared in shock at the figure before him.

	Present time.
	Gambit stood outside the blasted entrance waiting, inside his mind he 
struggled to overcome the powerful mind control instilled by the Beast and 
Sinister, but he was failing, he needed something to jolt him out of it, so 
that he could help the other X-Men.
	Snikt, snikt.
	That was it.



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