Part 17
N/A: This is getting to the end. A few more chapters and is over. And look, no incest.
Rogue is an attentive person, if nothing else, or even if people sometimes don´t think Rogue is that attentive as a person. Either way, Rogue can declaim how her mother is losing her sanity over Michael Darkholme and she knows her mother will go extra miles to recover her son, but, this lead to an ethical question: Was Raven right in lock up the antichrist? Was Mike the antichrist all along? and was Rogue right in remain silent?
"No, probably not!" Rogue declares to herself. Ever since the whole fiasco with Sabertooth, one that Rogue does not need to re-think of all the details, the families start to peering Raven closely and are slowly taking their children from the school.
Irene seems amused, but, she sees the future and maybe saw this school wouldn´t last forever. In moments like this, and those are very rare, Rogue resents her other mother a little. "It was you, right? You are the one to put ideas in his head!"
Irene was sewing. Being blind is just a state of mind if you ask Irene, of course. The woman stops sewing, a bride gall, and offers a small smile for Rogue and is full of secrets as always. "Rogue, I never put any idea in his head...all I did is give him a new outlook of the sort. The rest? it was all on him"
"You speak as if you´re proud of him!"
"Would you prefer him to be locked on the attic?"
"Then...why you didn´t release him, mother wouldn´t never...I was too scared to back then...and what´s your excuse?"
"I saw the possibilities, Rogue, and you still haven´t noticed what change here. Your brother needs to be free as he needs to learn on his own what life truly means. I could have set him free, yes, but...it would have prejudice a set of events right now"
"Sometimes, I hate your powers"
"Sometimes, I hate them too"
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Dr Strange is trying to do contact with Pheonix. A safer bet, if you ask Dr Strange about such a stupid idea. So far, all he got is nothing and one should consider themselves lucky for such results, however, Dr Strange is not counting his luck right now.
"Knock, knock" Clea pretends to knock on his door and Dr Strange sees his ex-wife and his first student glaring at him a bit awkward. Oh, the last time they saw each other it wasn´t very nice to put mildly.
"Are you bedding Doom now?" not the best question to make here, but, really, their break up was not very nice and Dr Strange is still salty about some words Clea used.
"No, unlike you, Doom is not keen on sleeping with students" Clea offers coldly. "But, I´m here to easy one of your worries. Stephen...stop calling an Outer God, Doom has everything under control"
Stephen claps his hand sarcastically. "Doom? The villain has all under control? What a relief!"
Clea is not impressed. "Doom has a plan and one that does not involve calling the OUTER GODS, Stephen...that was a terrible idea in the first place and I´m here to warn you. DON´T CALL PHEONIX"
"Why? What´s Doom´s plan for everything? Tell me, Clea, what your new lover is doing..." and Clea slap him, again, an encore of their last meeting, and she sighs tiredly.
"Since you and your iluminatis friends are so pals...try to understand for yourself" and she leaves in a hasty leaving Dr Strange behind who is nursing the slap on his cheek.
"What´s going here?!"
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Prof X is pondering a test. A test to say if the antichrist should be murder or not, what test could prove a person´s goodness in such a short time? And, an idea pop in his mind.
A simple test of who he would choose. Kitty or his sister? And this makes the man smile, not happily, a grimace of sorts as he asks Jean Grey to come to see him.
"Jean, I have a mission for you..."
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Scarlet Witch's spells are efficient. But, Pietro´s super speed, a simplistic way to label it, proves to be even deadlier as now Wanda has news to share to Doom.
"So, that´s the plan? Predictable...But useful to us, good work, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch"
Pietro is curious now. "And what you´ll do?"
"Me? I´ll give him a fair chance as well. What if one of them get hurt and the blame goes on Michael? Who you think he´ll pick?" and now Wanda is irate.
"YOU. TOLD. ME. YOU. WOULDN´T. HURT. KITTY!"
"And I´ll keep my word, Wanda, but...Michael needs to believe is real, needs to believe the injuries are real...I gave my word that both girls won´t be harmed."
And Scarlet Witch own wrath is very visible in her expression and crimson eyes. "And Veela?"
"Oh, you´re very maternal, Wanda, who would think that?" Doom seems amused. "Clea haven´t told you? She´s with Thor and Enchantress on the island...Now, Scarlet Witch, what you know about the Pheonix?"
"She´s an Outer God...why?"
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Michael Darkholme is doing one of his favourite hobbies, painting, and he likes to paint things he dreams about, sometimes is just a mix of colours and shapes that make no sense, but, today, his number one fan has to say that this work is...
"A bit creepy. Did you saw one of those disasters movies?" Kitty asked as she looks at the towers ablaze and wonders which movie could have inspired this scene.
"Oh, well, I guess I did. Uhm, what you think?"
"A tad creepy, but, you know, aside from that you draw and paint very well...it even seems as I´m looking to the real thing and that´s a tad creepy" Kitty respond and Michael nods seeing her point. As she speaks about the tower Michael notices the bald man screaming on the corner of the painting. And flashes a small smile. A ghost one.
"Do you want me to paint something else?"
"Yes, I love your paints, yes, even your creepy ones"
"Sure, sure. Hey, I did something else too and is not a tower ablaze. I promise" and is an image of cats, a cute image that has the approval of Kitty Pryde, and Michael is starting to draw something else. A new future now.