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Issue #2by Mikey G. |
![]() Banshee ![]() Emma Frost ![]() Jubilee ![]() Skin ![]() Chamber ![]() M ![]() Husk ![]() Synch ![]() Penance ![]() Blink ![]() Black Tom Cassidy
| Strapped to a wall, tubes connected into mysterious places, Paige Guthrie's thoughts shift from terror to self-blame. You might call this young X-Man a perfectionist. Her drive is obtained from her own self-reproach. She obviously did not want the abduction of herself and the other residents of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters to happen; still she places the blame squarely on herself. The man called Bishop makes his way through the woodland until finally, he comes to a clearing.* [*See X-Men #1 for more on Bishop's return--Jay] The little one's school... hmm... he thinks to himself. He pauses for a moment, pondering the last visit he had here.* Where he had met the First Emplate. And helped members of Generation X fight him and his minions. It wouldn't have been a difficult battle had the rest of the X-Men been there to aid him, but with only a handful of X-Men-in-training at his side, it had proven to be quite an epic. [*Way back when in the MU Generation X series, #12- 14--Jay] He remembers mistaking the one known as M as his mother. Something he was certain to have taken note of. Bishop walked up to the entrance of the school. Expecting immediate greeting, due to security censors. When he didn't he assumed the team of youngsters must be on some mission. He headed for the headmasters' office to use the hotline. As he entered he saw a blinking red light under the desk. He opened the first drawer to reveal a keypad. He typed in a password that was held tightly in his memory and a voice said, "Distress. Emma Frost. Distress..." It went on and gave him detailed instructions on her location, what vehicles to use, and possible assailants. Penance slowly walked into the room. With a troubled look on her face. Bishop looked up at her. "Penance," he professed. To himself, of course. He was fully aware of the young girl's incapability to speak. Clarice Ferguson's thoughts are muddled. She could think about was the In-Betweener, and her last visit with him. Warning her of the terrible, terrible destruction of what was about to happen to his realm. She remembered asking him why he banished his own student. He told her it was out of fear. Not since her own "death"* had she been so despondent. She had already learned much of the fabric of space-time and ways to manipulate it. Learning of the utter joy she could only experience in her favorite third-dimensional realm shown to her by her teacher. She could never have that again. Her powers bereft of the In-Betweener's amplifications. [*Take a look at the Phalanx Covenant cross-over--Jay] She was back on Earth. The place the In-Betweener was so fascinated with. Even when time was distorted by Legion... and the world became an Age overrun by Apocalypse.* She had requested that she experience... everything this alter version of her went through. She was so captivated with this timeline. And... she loved herself more in this age that she had in her own. She was surrounded by friends, she was feared by enemies... she was an X-Man. This was her time. [*The Age of Apocalypse happened back in January of 1995, and spanned all the X-books of the time. In it, Clarice was a member of Magneto's X-Men--Jay] Again on Earth. Two fleeting minutes upon her return, the creature, Black Tom arrived. She had "seen" what had happened as a result of his previous visit. The team torn apart. Each one very nearly killed. Saved by a tiny shard of coincidence. Even she was on edge after that. Even in the In-Betweener's realm... Now, their tormentor had returned. She is helpless to stop him. But, looking around at all the instruments laid out, she recognizes, this isn't the handiwork of Black Tom. But something far more adverse. She struggles to recall... and the revelation stuns her. "ESSEX!" she calls out, "Oh my God! You guys! Wake up, NOW!" A few of them began to wake up. However Leech and Skin remained out cold. "Eh? C-clarice? Yuir back lass...?" A weary Banshee asked. "Yes! But there's no time for that now! We've got to think of a way out!" Paige spoke softly, "Leech is draining our powers. We can't use them with him around." "Well, then we won't use them!" Blink called out "Come on! The X-Men have gotten out of tougher jams than this! Situations that would probably make us die from fear! Remember Genosha? You were there, Jubilee!*" [*Blink is referring WAAAAAY back to the X-Tinction Agenda, before Generation X--Jay] Jubilee spoke up, "She's right! There must be a way out. I think there was--" but then she was cut off by a mysterious voice. "I'd love to hear what you're up to. But I'm afraid the time for that is up." "Sinister!" the White Queen called out. "What in God's name are you doing?!" "Oh please. Don't make me laugh. If you must know, I've been very intrigued by the members of your little group. They seem to contain limitless power, but with no discipline to back it up. I'm taking advantage of that situation. Rather than bore you with the details. I'll just tell you that you have a few moments to get a good look at each other. Some of you will die as a result of what you're going to be put through. Others of course, will be much, much worse... hmm..." The sound of machines booting up seemed to echo through the room as the apparatus' the team was attached to began moving... "WHA-WHAT?! LISTEN PAL, JUST WAIT UNTIL THE X-MEN GET ON YOUR ASS! THEN WE'LL SEE WHO'S GONNA BE MUCH, MUCH WORSE THAN DEAD!!" Jubilee exclaimed. "*sigh* Well, it'll be too bad that you wont be alive when it happens. Farewell." Paige Guthrie can't control the tears that begin to well up in her eyes. Pretty soon though, all they see is darkness.
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