Chapter 13. The Rising Darkness |
Date Posted:
09.20.2005 |
A night of peace in a world at war….that’s what they
have tonight.
El Sabah Nur, Apocalypse has risen….his four domes,
spheres rather, threaten to herald in a new age.
The Age of Apocalypse
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The Big Picture….that is what he told the renegade
teenager.
The Big Picture, got a whole lot BIGGER.
Even now, the world prepares to battle him, to stop
him….and so do they.
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*Mutant Battle*
That’s what the newspapers call it….which, come to
think of it, it is.
Only this time, the *Battle* is not of a single
country, people or race.
This time it is not even a battle.
This time it is a war.
WAR
For the planet…for all the people, mutant or human.
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“He’s…grown up, changed,” she breaks the silence,
sadness still filling her heart.
“Yup,” he flicks the ash from his cigar. “He had has
to. He used t’ be a student….a learner…a follower.
He is a leader now.”
“Yes,” pride is clear in her voice. “Leader of the
Morlocks. Him and Callisto.”
Her little spike, the skateboarding teenager is his
own man now, having had to grow up in such a short
time. His erratic power surge and the ensuing
circumstances have necessitated that.
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“But ya still worry about him,” he states the
obvious.
“Yes,” she looks away from the window and turns to
him. “Just as you worry about her.”
“Who?” he feigns ignorance, knowing fully well who
she is talking about.
“You know who,” she doesn’t even need to say the
name.
“No, it ain’t that,” he shakes his head, his eyes
not meeting hers. “She…”
“She died, in the Hydra mother ship explosion,” she
repeats the story he had told to Nick Fury, the same
story he had told the others, including her.
She knew the unspoken, unrevealed truth. Even if she
did not possess any telepathic ability, she knew. He
was too laid back, too *less* repentant after his
return from that *mission*.
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Maybe the others might not have noticed it, but she
did. Goddess, he didn’t even go into the woods after
that….no anger to expel, no pain to away. The only
thing he did was go to one of his pool-bars and
spent a whole night there.
“Yeah, I am worried,” he finally mutters, his brow
furrowed at having to express uneasy emotions.
“Worried about all of ‘em.”
“So am I,” the comes to his side.
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They are worried because of what is going to
happen…..not can….but will.
Apocalypse is hidden….preparing for his final move.
What he is planning is unimaginable…..but not
undoable…not for him.
He is going to change the earth…..he is going to
become its ruler.
Unless someone stops him.
Unless THEY stop him.
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Magneto is gone.
He disappeared
Dead…Captured…they do not know.
The only thing they know was watching him vanish
into a glowing ball of energy.
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Soon,
They are leaving, her and the Professor.
“Take care of yourself,” the young redhead telepath
tells her surrogate father.
“See ya soon,” the gruff feral tells his wind-riding
soul mate.
‘Soul mates,’ that’s what they are now. They both
know that, they both accept that….having made the
move from friends to mates.
“Soon,” she whispers back. Leaning towards her, his
lips reach for hers.
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He watches her leave, the black jet taking them
away.
‘Soon,’ he repeats silently, trying to push away the
thought…the gut feeling rising within him.
He is worried for her….for both of them.
“Somethin’s wrong,” his feeling is right.
For the next time they meet….they will be on
opposite sides.
They will be fighting one another.
Note: Episode Spoilers:
Season 3 (Under Lock & Key, Dark Horizons 1 & 2),
Season 4 (Impact, Ascension 1)
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