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Previously on X -Men. We need to find
Magneto and convince him to reverse the

damage to Earth before it becomes
permanent.

Well, Magneto ain't gonna change his
mind just because we say please.

The man just declared war on the whole
planet. His day ends one way.

Rogue, you're going with me and Blue
Team to find Magneto.

Storm and Gene will lead Gold Team to
shut down Bastion at his headquarters in

the Galapagos Islands.

How many more of your bone will pave the
way to Xavier's future?

Your professor's dream is dead.

So I offer a new one.

Oh, no.

Roberto?

I must hijack his powers to repair
Earth.

No! Magnus! For the love of God, don't
do this!

God, you're suicidal.

Or sentimental, maybe.

Though either will kill you.

Would we be here helping the survivors
if we cared about staying alive?

We care about others.

As do most, I believe.

And if indeed mutants exist... They
don't.

If they exist, why wouldn't they use
their abilities to make the world better

for all people? People don't want... to
be better. They're already the best

everything. Best tribe. Best faith.

They even fight over who's the best
victim.

These are tense times.

Be mindful not to sound like you
actually are a mutant.

What if I were?

Run and hide before someone starts
dreaming of camps.

I'm a mutant.

Telepathy. Mind reader.

Likely can control them too.

Bend their will.

Metal. It bends to my will.

Have you met others?

I've met several.

Many alone.

Scared. And they will be feared.

Hated. Not if we guide them.

Help them cherish their gifts.

Help the world see all we share by being
different.

Alas, my new friend. In my experience,
minds are far harder to bend than metal.

How shockingly far you've fallen, yet
also so predictably.

Welcome to your minds, Agnes.

This is a violation.

You declared war against mankind, turned
my X -Men against each other,

allowed your torment to flood the world,
and Logan...

He meant to murder me.

Too many have died, Magnus. But we both
have the power to end it.

Restore the damage done to Earth.

Why must you always defend our genetic
inferiors?

Do you yearn for Bastion's bastard
cyborgs to resume their pogrom against

species? And what happens to mutants in
a blacked out world?

Evolution thrives in darkness.

Restore Earth's power or I will hijack
your mind and force you to do so.

Such psychic penetration risks leaving
both our minds shattered.

Please, then, heed reason.

Please.

Turn this nostalgic parlor trick back to
my childhood.

And heed what happened.

When my village used reason while others
used tanks.

Then forgive me.

Poetic, isn't it?

The inevitability of my vision.

Even now, Professor Xavier must pave the
path to my dream in order to honor his

own. A dream as crippled as its dreamer,
built to die.

You mutants lost at birth, too.

The Neanderthal 2 .0.

Buggy stillborns flapping upstream,
draining yourselves dry so that the tide

more easily drown you.

Be me.

The future tide.

Despite this little poise, men would use
to abort the bond to my creation.

Your creations are prisoners, held
hostage by ignorance and coercion.

Think, had the good professor taken me
in when mother begged him, I'd be

here with you freaks in the name of
peace, tolerance, and equal opportunity

suicide.

Even then, fate got my back.

Charles Xavier wanted to help you. He
came to your mother, but she was too

afraid. You would have been one of the
first.

Get your filthy paws off her. I didn't
ask for this either.

To be born with this programming, this
destiny inside me, me urges.

None choose to be born, Bastion. That's
why we must never begrudge them being.

Did you just try to appeal to my
humanity?

Look at me.

Yet another reason why Operation Zero
Tolerance must skip to final phase.

Slavery and genocide ain't enough.

As I told Dr.

Cooper right before she betrayed me and
her kind, people are good.

Too damn good.

Thus, to protect humanity, I must
protect humanity from itself.

From the hearts that start dripping red
at the latest token underdog.

From seeing themselves in those who
would use their same hearts against

Halloween is extinction.

But even worse is empathy.

Speaking of pity, the little temporal
orphan who could, error couldn't.

Parents likely punted you to time to
skip the shame of rearing a repeat

The clone was psychic.

How many times did you fail to stop me?

Fail to save your carbon copy mothers.

Make him speak, Sinister.

How many times, my writhing thing?

Two hundred.

Two hundred times.

But how's your mommy, Sebastian?

Time always tells.

You know this better than most.

Except what it's been saying.

Jean Grey, Madeline Pryor, never
Phoenix. Just dead.

Again. Like you.

What is this?

You promised this pup is my prize,
Bastion. An example must be made.

Cable will stop nothing to undo the one
true future. But he is as blind as his

deadbeat dad and as doomed as...

Maybe you two

should have listened to what Time's got
to say about my mom.

The concept mills were never your
family. They did not choose to become

to hate.

Because it makes you old again? Think it
rebuilds your past?

If so, truly, you did not think at all.

Sinister, all I do is think.

All this new DNA you stole to stay stuck
together, young and relevant.

If the phoenix burns away the obsolete,
the underbrush of our fears and

insecurities, Please, no.

Show me.

Show me my face.

Looks the same to me.

Gene.

Gene, your powers.

The Phoenix Force is gone now.

But I could feel it deep inside, pulling
me back.

To protect my son.

What have you done to me?

My friends, Milt and I, were meant to
save the future. But now...

You're a seal, humanity. Think, Nathan.

I could have used slaves, camps, or
death markets.

But instead, I killed to no gain 4 ,621
Deccan.

that rock from the heavens and hurl it
to earth, granting humans the same mercy

I granted your clone mother.

A quick extinction.

Power goes on and these two go lights
out.

Why ain't they waking up?

Magnus.

Magnus.

Are you all right?

Who's Magnus?

Who are you?

I'm a teacher.

Here to help guide you from this place
before these elements consume us.

What is this bar?

How did I get here?

I can show you. I promise.

But you must trust me. Understand?

Only then can I finally...

Help you escape.

Good news is their pulses are steady.

So is Wolverine.

For now.

Don't you dare break her heart.

Be the best at what you do.

Heal.

We get our injured to Muir Island and
then back up Jean and the others.

Scott! Jean, you're okay.

Where's Nathan?

Scott, the Scrambler were. But Bastion,
he...

He hurt him.

Gene! Scott!

Come in!

Professor, I can barely sense you.

My psychic attack shattered Magnus'
psyche. I must restore it before the

consumes his mind.

Sir, if you're still linked with him
when that happens... Both our minds will

lost. No way.

Magneto put us in this mess. We won't
lose you again.

In order to save the world, we must not
lose him.

Professor! Professor!

Bastion's inbound to you. He intends to
bring Asteroid M down on Earth.

Forge and Beast are working on getting
us up there, but... He's more than flesh

or metal.

More than unstoppable.

Bastion is the future incarnate.

If he's gonna bring this sucker down,
he'll blow up the gravity core.

Jean and Storm couldn't stop him.

Keep us safe, my lord. For when you, we
take refuge.

Hey, we both know how this will go for
me. Like, I just learned my powers

yesterday. So, well, you know.

Hey, Romeo.

Odds may be bad, but the cards are
always in the X -Men's favor.

The name Sunspot definitely

got more flair.

The sky is on fire. Leaders are working
fast to avert this mutant

doomsday. That asteroid is a gun pointed
right at our head.

This is the only language mutants
understand, sir.

Mr. President, the gravity core.

Robots. Vote yes and you best pray our
children read their textbooks more than

their Bibles. For only history could be
coned into forgiving us.

Sir, King T 'Chaka is right. We know
next to nothing about Asteroid M.

This could do more harm than good.

is the dark pain you've carried inside
all these years.

I have these letters too.

So many do.

And while the tide of our past can drag
us under, it also carries us to others

who are fighting their own currents.

People like Rogue, who help us stay
afloat when our limbs tire or the waters

rage, and for whom we do the same. No,
she... she left me.

So many did.

You did.

I trusted you. You said you understood.

You hurt me as you did me.

Countless times, both of us, but we
never abandoned each other.

The only ones who can break our heart
are those kept in it.

Charlatan, you pretended you knew what
it's like.

But none know what this is like.

No, we were our brothers.

Do not presume us family.

Family?

My family.

My parents.

I can't see them.

Where are their faces?

Why can't I see their faces?

I know. It's cold.

But be brave. Let the tide pull you
back. It's too cold.

I'll drown.

I have you, men.

I'll always have you.

Even if I'm pulled under two.

Together, we will resurface.

Those men.

They took them.

Those monsters.

Ironic. Xavier, you never learn.

No!

What will you do, child?

Slay me with a fourth of your life?

Haven't heard that one before.

Come over, spoon -doid.

all yourselves a team.

A family.

But a family that can't save itself
merely works together to die alone.

The whole mind.

Ah,

the Greeks did love horses.

And irony.

Forge tends to Nathan.

He lived.

Surely, he is the future incarnate.

Stand

down, team.

We can't give up.

We're going to do what we've been
telling humanity to do for years.

Stop fighting the future.

And embrace it.

Your mother lied.

The professor came to you, Bastion. If
she did, it was to protect me!

Parents are human, too.

They mess up.

I know how it feels to have the things
you trusted, the future you were

building, crash down on you.

And refuse to let go even as you're
buried by what should have been.

She's not alone.

Is it what you were protecting me from?

I massacre you freaks and you're
recruiting me?

You're suicidal.

Fellow, we could say the same about you
and this dying duck that are yours.

Humanity is going extinct.

No, they're having babies.

And more and more of them like us.

They're just one pickle, dear.

Miss Lillard. Miss Lillard.

Miss Lillard.

Humanity would rather die than have kids
to wake up.

No. The Magneto Protocol.

Got you, Blue.

You guys are about to be the biggest
hits of the ice age.

Get her forward on the ground, now.

Hey, are there other means to restore
Asteroid M's orbit?

Theoretically, yes.

Perhaps if... Everyone on the jet.

Stay back and try blowing this place up
with my blasts.

Gus, you'll die.

That's what you would do.

It's what you've done.

Gambit, too. Let me die so we can live.

All of us.

Eureka! That's it.

Indeed, the odds remain record. But if
we all work in perfect unison, we may

just spare our world a dinosaur's fate.

No.

That could fry the jet.

How will you get back?

Storm!

Aurora!

Aren't you sappy lovebirds supposed to
be saving the world?

We are.

A few, actually.

Nathan, I always swore I'd never repeat
my father's mistake.

The mistake I made when Madeline sent
you into the future.

What are you?

What mistake?

Not saying goodbye.

That sort of ending, huh?

I'm afraid so.

Those rebel leaders I told you about in
the future.

rambling about the adventures of the X
-Men, getting folks inspired.

It pissed me the hell off.

I belonged in those stories too, growing
up, fighting alongside... You were.

You always were.

I'll tell you, those legends really
didn't do my folks justice.

The day you were born, your mother told
me you had my eyes.

And now they're yours.

I love you, son.

Okay, Gene.

It's time.

Let's go.

Our leaders have been hoping for the
best, but we regret to inform you that

missile strike to intercept the asteroid
has failed.

The object is said to be several cubic
miles in size, and scientists believe

that when it makes impact, it will
strike the east coast of North America.

He can't say it, but I can.

I love you, Logan.

Stay with me.

The asteroids reach in terminal
velocity.

They won't have enough power to escape
Earth's gravity.

I support down. Engine integrity down to
critical level.

Routing power to auxiliary systems.

And forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive those who trespass against us.

Magnus!

Magnus, listen to me. You were a boy
when you lost your family. That is why

can't see their faces.

I grew up trying to see their eyes or
smile.

So many nights, scrolling a fantasy of
strange faces for a glimpse of my

Of who I grow to be.

There's a power in seeing yourself in
another.

In resemblance.

There is no one like me.

Magnus.

The X -Men and I may not resemble each
other, but we are still family.

We had a dream.

Charles. Yes.

A dream that made us a family.

And like that dream, any family worth
having is worth fighting for.

Your name is Professor Charles Xavier.

And you are Eric Magnus Lencher.

But the man you wished to glimpse as a
child, who you were meant to be, who

family leaves today, chose another name.

Do you remember him, Magnus?

Remember what he was meant to do?

in Santo Marco, where extremists are
preaching the second coming of Magneto.

Howdy.

Must be a damn fool walking in here like
we're friends.

Oh, we're friends, Daniel.

Just not yet.

Name's Lucas Bishop.

Searching for mutants to carry on the
torch.

Moving on mighty fast there. I looked
for months.

I couldn't find a trace of them, or the
damn asteroid.

She...

The X -Men are dead.

Luckily, this ain't our first time at
the X -Men are dead rodeo.

But it's less a question about where and
more when.

What are you talking about?

Something or someone yanked our friends
through time. And now we gotta go rescue

the X -Men.

Are we?

Damned if I know.

Dang asteroid exploded.

Now we're here.

Indeed. What is the saying?

We are not in Kansas.

Gene!

Gene!

Where are you?

Gene!

Scott! Over here!

Are you okay? We're not alone.

Right now.

Enough.

Perhaps our recently rescued friend
holds the answer to our location.

We have no quarrel with you.

You're a long way from Crest Coast,
Sapien cast.

My name is Jean Grey.

This is my husband, Scott Summers.

You may call me Mother Ascani.

Leader of Clan Ascani.

I sense no need to be afraid.

Nathan.

Come.

Do not fear us.

What is your name?

My name is N. Sabanur.

Oh dear.

So much pain, my dear.