Mr.President
‘’Mr.President there’s something you should see’’
‘’What is it Stevens? I’m in the middle of something. Sorry Professor’’
‘’It’s quite alright Mr.President’’
With the quick and urgency of Stevens' voice of the matter of which he spoke off required the President's attention. Professor Charles Xavier wasn't supposed to be having a meeting with the President nor should he look into the minds of people but fate had a funny way of working. ‘’How about we continue this another time Professor. I’ll have Michelle make an appointment’’ said President Kelly, a brown short haired man that had been a senator before running on an anti-mutant campaign, ironic now that he sat with Charles Xavier, a mutant himself and the leader of the x-men.
On another occasion Charles would have nodded and rolled out of the oval office but Stevens' emotions had been too strong and without meaning to do the Professor had seen the problem of which Stevens was worried about. It would do much more good for him to stay and for him to leave. ‘’If you excuse me Mr.President I have a feeling that me and my x-men will be needed to resolve this issue.’’ proclaimed Charles as he rolled his metal wheel chair closer to the men. The President shared a look with Stevens receiving a shrug the president agreed and led the way.
The room was hidden behind a seemingly normal neutral pastel wall of the oval office. With a combination of three knocks the wall opened to reveal a metal staircase that ran across the right side of the wall.Using his telekinesis Charles lowered his wheelchair as he moved close to the President and Stevens. Waiting on the lower set of the stairs was a man with scar on his dark color cheek who had a set of fields on his hands that he gave Kelly as he passed him.
Walking now next to him the man said ‘’We got word from one of our spies that Senator Winston is dead. They found his body inside a closet in one of the hotel rooms at the St.Petersburg Palace Hotel located in St.Petersburg,Russia’’. The President was looking at granny photographs of Senator Daniel Winston with a plastic bag over his head that was being held by a black thick cord that was around his neck. In another photo they had taken the bag revealing a detached head from the lower body. His hands on the side had been held back with silver fluffy handcuffs, all his fingers had been broken except for one of his fingers on his left hand which wore his gold wedding ring.
‘’Doyle, this is Professor Charles Xavier. Professor this is Benjamin Doyle. He’s one the one that’s incharge of our international espionage.’’ introduced President Kelly as they stepped off the flight of stairs. Now moving in between computer stations where both women and men sat clicking and shuffling away information.
At the front of the room there was a big screen showing the afternoon news, in the middle of the room was a round table on which sat more files waiting to be revised and read. Seating one of the chairs the president throws the files given to him by Doyle onto the table. ‘’Do we know who did it?’’ asked the President. ‘’No, as of now’’ answered Doyle leaning on the table. ‘’Excuse me, but if I may ask why was Senator Winston in Russia?’’ asked the Professor from his place at the right side of the table.
‘’Winston was a goddamn traitor. He was feeding the Russians information on the oncoming Chile operation. He was in Russia to meet with a Russian commander. I guess he never meet him.’’ explained the President as he opened another of the files that sat on the table. ‘’Maybe it was the Russian. He got chicken and they cut their losses or they didn't need him anymore’’ suggested Stevens who was standing behind Doyle. ‘’No, he was a valuable player, they wouldn't kill him and he was too stubborn to back out’’ said Benjamin with a hand on his chin. ‘’Is this for real?!’’ asked the President, getting up from his chair walking towards Doyle and Stevens, slamming the field on the table.
The field contained a passport photo of a young man at least in his early 20s. He had black curly hair, a tan skin tone, his face had scatter freckles more prominent on his nose bridge. ‘’I’m afraid so. Peter called and said he saw him at the Pulkovo Airport acting all weird and didn't seem to recognize him. According to Peter he was traveling with three other individuals. He gave us a description of the other three and based on that we came up with three hits. Stevens the folders.’’ said Doyle standing with his hands on his hips.
The sun burn man grabbed a stack of folders, moved it aside and grabbed one passing it to Doyle. ‘’Nikolay Sokolov. We been wanting to apprehend him ever since the assassination John Chase the ex Chief of Staff.’’ explained Doyle as he handed the folder over and accepted the next one that Stevens handed him. ‘’ Louise Oizy. Wanted by the Greek government and ours for stealing high military weaponry and selling them on the black market.’’ said Doyle handing the folder as the President placed the previous folder inching it towards the Professor. ‘’Eymen Yıldırım. Wanted by almost all the European countries for thief and murder and extortion.’’ declared Doyle handing the last folder towards President Kelly.
With all the folders displayed on the table Charles was able to read the reports more thoroughly. The man from the first folder was called Julian Crushing.The folder said he was 19 born in Kansas, apparently the government had recruited him at an early age as he had shown early signs of having the mutant gene that made him indestructible . When he had turned 18 he ‘quit’ or more like he went underground and had not been seen by the government since then until the airport report.
. In the folder of Nikolay Sokolov was a picture of a young raven hair man with a slightly crooked nose wearing a USSR uniform. From the folder the young man seemed to a skilled fighter having possibly spend time with the KGB. The last sighting of him was in Venice,Italy. Louise Oizy’s folder contains similar documents as the first two. Louise’s folder contained more photos of her and her time in the Greek Army which would be normal if it wasn't because in all the photos she was seen with a blank expression on her sunburned skin. Last time she was seen was on her way to Hong Kong, China.
Eymen Yildrim was a freckle man only having his school photos to show what he looked like even though it only showed a middle school version of him. The airport cameras were grainy at best making it difficult to see what he looked like but Peter had given the description to Abigale Dean, one of their sketch artists, and by the drawing the man had red hair and a face covered with freckles that seemed extended beyond his neck. According to his file last time he was seen was in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil , it also said that he was also a mutant having been described by some to be as fast as lightning. At first the agents that had interrogated the witness thought she meant he was quick in getting you what you wanted until someone broke into their container of a room and in a flash got their witness out before they could react.
Reading all these documents made the Professor question what they were all doing in Russia at the same time and most importantly why they were all traveling together.
Back to the men in black they asked the exact same question all coming up with no real conclusions. ‘’Doesn't matter why they were together the fact is they are and they’re coming to Washington but for what I don't know and I don't want to find out I want them in our custody.’’ explained President Kelly walking towards the green metal stairs. ‘’That might be difficult as three to all are confirmed or suspected mutants and with our thin resources it’s gonna take time’’ said Doyle. ‘’If I may, gentleman. I think that me and my x-men may be of some help’’.
A few minutes later the Professor and the President emerged from the walls of the oval office and alone the Professor from its doors. Standing up from a waiting room chair Scott Summers ,otherwise known as Cyclops leader of the x-men and one of the first students of Charles Xavier, approached the Professor. ‘’Scott, let's go home. I have just received a mission. I’ll explain in our way’’ said the Professor.
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‘’Where here so what’s our next move?’’
‘’Our next move is breaking into a government facility why of course’’