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Angel In The Attic	By : fusedtwilight Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 5328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Angel In The Attic
Chapter 10
Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta Lisa. This chapter the X-men fight Magneto and his army and Michael and Kid Omega have one final showdown.
Michael stared at the door.
It led to the attic.
His hand hovered over the doorknob. This was crazy. He should be calling Warren or one of the X-men and telling them some strange giant man in a business suit showed up in his room telling him he was in an illusion world.
But why didn't he make the call?
Because something inside him did not feel right. Something was wrong and he had to find out what.
He turned the knob and went up the steps, he turned the light on and found the attic in its usual state.
Filled with junk.
Boxes filled with junk and old items that had not been used in a long time.
It was an attic like any old place.
Yet...why did he feel at home up here rather than in his own room?

Warren and the others ran down the hall, so far they had been lucky and not run into anyone.
Then someone came around the corner.
"Callisto, Caliban!" Marrow said.
Callisto had a pair of knives in her hand and Calliban's shirt was torn.
"Thank God you are here!" Callisto said.
"What happened?" Warren asked.
"We were caught; bastards figured out what we were doing and we had to fight our way out!" Callisto said.
"Where is Michael?" Jay asked.
"Caliban will take you to him!" Caliban said.
They continued to run down the hall, the distant sounds of a fight could be heard in the other direction.
They didn't get far when a small group of mutants appeared.
"Well, well, what do we have here?"
"Vanisher," Warren said.
Vanisher stood with Unus and Phantazia. They were blocking their way.
"Looks to me like some birds are trying to fly the coop," Unus said.
"Get out of our way!" Warren demanded.
"Make us," Vanisher sneered.
Suddenly the X-men fell to the ground feeling an intense pain. Phantazia was using her power to cause their neurons to burn.
"This will be too easy," Unus said punching his palm.
Marrow raised her hand and shot a bone spike at Phantazia. It grazed her on the shoulder and it freed everyone from her power.
"Warren, go save Michael, I will slow them down!" Dani instructed.
"We'll help," Wind Dancer said.
Wallflower and Wind Dancer joined Dani while the others ran down the hall.
"Normally, I am not into hitting women, but I think I will make an exception in your case," Unus said.
"Buddy, you don't know who you are messing with," Wind Dancer said.

Quinton was at the Cruciform along with the Mastermind sisters Frenzy, Cortez and Senyaka.
"They are coming," Quinton said.
"You can sense them?" Frenzy asked.
"Don't have to; I have predicted all variables and possible outcomes. One of them is that the X-men will cause a distraction while a small group will come and rescue bird boy. Why else are they here?"
"If a single X-man shows his face I will rip it from his head and wear it as a mask!" Senyaka said savagely.
"Easy Leather Face, I have a better idea," Quinton said.
He turned to the sisters, a wicked smile on his face. "Can you two tweak his perceptions a little bit more?"
"What are you planning Quire?" Cortez asked.
"The X-men will attack us without hesitation. But I wonder, will they be so quick to fight Michael?"

Back with the rest of the X-men things were chaotic.
They were fighting dozens and dozens of Magneto's followers, there seemed no end to the swell of mutants that showed up to fight.
Despite the numbers the X-men were holding their own very well.
-Warren, have you found Michael yet?- Xavier called out to his student.
-We are on our way Charles,- Warren said.
-Hurry, it is only a matter of time before-
Just then all the metal in the hangar bay began to float around. The X-men all looked up and saw Magneto, followed by Exodus floating in the air.
-Warren, hurry and get Michael out. Things are about to get messy-

Michael was looking out the window. Something about it was so familiar, like he had seen it so many times before.
"Michael?"
He turned and saw his parents standing behind him.
"Michael you should be in bed," his mother said.
"I'm sorry, I just...do you guys remember when my powers first manifested?"
"How could we forget, they came bursting out of your back and sent blood flying everywhere," his dad said.
"And let me tell you blood is hard to get out," his mother commented.
"And after that?"
"Well we called Xavier of course," his mother said.
"But...what exactly happened?"
His parents looked confused. "What more could have happened?" his father asked.
"It was on a Sunday, it began on a Sunday. Mother got me and told me we were having company," Michael said.
"Yes, it was a few days after your powers manifested," his mother said.
"But why wasn't father and the others there?"
"It was church," his father said.
"And we were attacked by the Brotherhood on the way there."
"Yes, those nasty people tried to steal you."
"And in six years they haven't tried to steal me again?"
"Michael, what is wrong?" his father asked.
"Why is it we live in Cambridge yet I take a bus to Xavier's? He was right, there are gaps, there are bits that don't make sense," Michael said.
"Sweetie, I think you need to lie down," his mother said.
"No! I need some air!"
He ran past them and ran downstairs. Maya and Paxton were in the living room watching TV, but stared at him as he rushed by.
"Michael?"
"Mich?"
He ignored him and threw his shoes on. His parents came running after him but he ran out the door into the night, his family calling his name behind him. He ignored them and ran off into the night, going to the one place where he knew he could be alone and think.

"This way!" Caliban said.
They stopped in front of a large pair of doors. Caliban typed in some numbers on a keyboard and they opened. They ran inside and found the Cruciform.
"My God," Warren said.
"It's huge!" Prodigy said.
"Looks like a sword," Elixir said.
"That is the Cruciform."
They all turned and saw Quinton and a few other mutants with him.
"Quire! So this is where you have been hiding," Warren said.
"After our little run in Magneto found me and offered me a place in his ranks. Helped him fine tune the Cruciform. Fascinating device. It helps a mutant channel their powers, particularly energy related powers. If someone like you or bird boy were put in it, it wouldn't do dick, but for a mutant with some kind of energy power it can do all kinds of neat things."
"Like blowing up churches and abortion clinics?" Icarus asked.
"Only the ones who think it okay to piss off mutants," Quinton said with a shrug.
"Whatever, just hand over Michael and we will be on our way," Warren said.
Quinton smiled. "Sure, I will be happy to hand him over."
He waved his hand and some switches at one of the computer boards flipped and the top of the Cruciform began to open. They saw Michael strapped into some kind of chair.
"Michael!" Icarus called.
"No use, the Mastermind sisters have him in an illusion. Ladies."
The sisters appeared on either side of Michael, having used their powers to hide themselves from his sight.
"Wake up Michael," Regan said.
"Time to play," Martinique said.
Michael opened his eyes and the restraints holding him to the chair came undone. He stood up and followed the sisters down the ramp way.
"Hand him over Quire! I won't ask again!" Warren demanded.
Quinton just laughed. "Please, I alone could take you all on. But I think it would be best to watch Angel Jr. here do it instead. Cortez, if you may."
"I already gave him a dose," Cortez said.
"Just give him another, it won't kill him," Quinton snapped.
Cortez glared at him, but he walked over to Michael and placed his hands on his head. "Done," Cortez said.
"Perfect, now for the final touch."
Quinton used his power to force Michael's inhibitor off. The second it fell off Michael lit up like a light. The sisters backed away from the sudden show of power from Michael; the heat of his power burned their skin.
He was wreathed in his angel fire. He looked like the Human Torch from the Fantastic Four, only it was not mere fire that enveloped him, it was something else entirely.
"What are you doing Quire?" Warren demanded.
"You said hand him over, you didn't say he had to be compliant," Quinton said.
"Michael! Michael can you hear me?" Icarus yelled.
"He can't here you kid; he is under our control," Mastermind said.
"Under my control!" Lady Mastermind snapped.
She turned to Michael and focused her power on him. "Attack Michael!"
Michael spread his wings and raised his hands, looking like an actual avenging angel sent to burn the wicked.
Only problem was the wicked were the X-men.

Dani and the girls caught their breath, the fight with the three had been tough but they won in the end. Unus may have had a force field that protected his body, but thanks to Wallflower's power he was subdued.
Dani walked over to Vanisher and grabbed him by the front of his shirt.
"Alright dirtbag, I have a question for you. Where is Destiny's diary?"
"The what?" he asked.
She shook him roughly. "Don't screw with me, Toad told us all about it."
Vanisher gnashed his teeth together. "Little backstabbing bastard."
"Take us to it right now!" Dani snapped.
"Blow me, Magneto will skin me alive if I help you," he said.
"Here Dani, let me try," Wallflower said.
She walked over to Vanisher and began to project her pheromones.
"Now, don't you want to help us? If you help us we will go away. You want us to go away right?"
Vanisher suddenly found himself with a desire to help the X-men. Not because it was the right thing to do, but because he did want them to go away. And Magneto would be happy if they went away, right?
"Alright, I will help you," he said.
Wind Dance clapped Wallflower on the hand. "Good job!"
"Alright, take us there now," Dani said.
Vanisher got up and the girls grabbed his shoulder and he teleported them into a large room. There were many works of art in here; paintings, sculptures, and other such things.
Wind Dancer whistled, impressed. "Man, Magneto may be a jerk, but he has some good taste."
"Hey guys, look," Wallflower said.
She pointed to a small stand that held a book on it. They walked up to it and inspected it. It had a blue cover and two inches thick.
"There it is," Vanisher said.
"One of the Destiny diaries," Dani said.
"Mystique found it, you know her and Destiny were real close. She found it in a church Destiny went to when she was younger," Vanisher explained.
"And Magneto got the idea to make the Cruciform from it?" Dani asked.
"Yes, there's all kinds of stuff about the kid in there. Haven't read it myself, Magneto is real protective about it. There was this one guy who tried to sneak a peek. Let's just say he had to go to a dentist to get some new fillings in his teeth," Vanisher said.
"Yeesh," Wallflower commented, rubbing her jaw.
Dani grabbed the diary. When she picked it up she looked around, as if expecting something to happen.
"Huh, easier than I thought. I figured there would be an alarm or something," Dani said.
"Yeah, after the whole ripping out someone's fillings, we all kind of lost our curiosity," Vanisher said.

"Look out!" Angel yelled.
Everyone dodged a blast Michael sent their way. So far none of the other mutants had tried to fight them; they enjoyed seeing the X-men fight Michael.
The X-men were unable to get close to him due to his energy covering his body. Warren remembered all too well what that beautiful fire could do to a body. He was wishing they had brought a telepath with them, or someone who had enhanced endurance like Colossus.
They had tried to snap him out of it, but he was too deep in the illusion to hear them.
"What do we do?" Prodigy asked.
"I'll get him!" Thunderbird exclaimed.
He surrounded his body with his own power; a fiery luminescent plasma, and flew at Michael. There was a flash of white light and Thunderbird went flying back, sliding on the floor.
"Ow," he said.
"To hell with this, I am taking him down!" Marrow said. She grew a pair of bone knives and aimed them at Michael.
"Don't kill him!" Icarus yelled.
"Don't worry, I am just going to incapacitate the little bird," Marrow said.
She threw the knives and they flew at Michael. They never hit him; once they came into contact with his fire they disintegrated.
"Well damn," she said.
Michael waved his hand. Several spheres appeared floating around him, like mini-suns. Warren realized what was about to happen.
"Duck!" he yelled.
Michael pointed his finger at the X-men and the spheres flew at them, like little missiles. The explosions they caused were devastating.
Quinton laughed. "Man, look at that! One little bible thumper is keeping a whole group of X-men on their toes!"
"Kids doing better than I thought," Regan said.
"Maybe we should just have him finish them off, we don't want the Cruciform to get damaged," Frenzy said.
"And miss seeing the X-men get their asses handed to them by a kid? No way," Cortez said.
Suddenly Vanisher reappeared with Dani and the girls. "Guys! I got the diary!" she exclaimed, waving the book in the air. She took in the sight of the X-men fighting Michael and her mouth fell open. "Holy crap!"
"She has the diary!" Cortez yelled.
"Get them! Or Magneto will rip out our fillings!" Frenzy screamed.
Senyaka, Frenzy and Cortez ran at them.
"Girls, do your thing," Dani instructed.
Once again Wind Dancer used her power to help guide Wallflower's pheromones towards their attackers. They fell unconscious as Wallflower had projected sleep pheromones to knock them out.
"Take care of them," Quinton ordered to the Mastermind sisters.
"Why don't you do something? You're the omega level mutant," Martinique asked, annoyed he was giving them orders.
"Someone has to look after all this sensitive equipment," he replied with a smirk.
The sisters walked to the trio, using their powers they made them think they were underwater. The girls knew it was an illusion, but it was too real, their minds were telling them they were drowning.
Warren saw they were in trouble, but they were too preoccupied with Michael to help them. "Damn it, we need a miracle!"
Regan sensed something going on in Michael. She sensed that same presence inside his mind and decided to investigate.
"Take care of them, I will be right back," she told her sister.
"Sure, make me do all the work," Martinique said.

Michael knelt before the altar.
He had run to the church; it was an old one. It was made from black stone with rose windows depicting Christ, the saints and the angels. He had been coming to this place with his family since he was small.
"God, what should I do? My mind tells me one thing, yet my heart tells me another. Is this real? Or...could it be I am in a lie."
"It is a lie Michael."
Michael looked up in shock. "God?"
"No you idiot, it's me."
He turned and saw the man again. "You!"
"Yes me."
"What are you doing here?" Michael asked.
"Still trying to help you boy. I see you are starting to realize I am telling you the truth," the man said.
"This doesn't make sense. I have memories...but...but."
"But there are imperfections, the more you think about it the more you realize there are inconsistencies and contradictions. I know."
"But how would you know?" Michael asked.
"I am a bit blessed in the telepathy department myself. I can help you break the illusion, but you have to trust me."
"Trust you, I don't even know you," Michael said.
"Let's just say I am someone who is invested in your future," the man said.
"That's not good enough."
"It's all you need to know for now. The X-men have come to help you, but things are starting to go bad. They are using you to attack your friends."
"What?"
"The sisters are using their power to hypnotize you into fighting the X-men. They need your help to turn the tide of battle."
"And how do we do that?"
"First, we need to break the illusion. I can help you, but only if you let me," the man said.
Michael looked at the statue of Christ on the cross. He put his hand to his heart and closed his eyes. His mind said not to trust this man, but his heart...his heart told him to trust him...or at least let him help.
"Okay...what must I do?"
"First we have to break the illusion. Take my hand."
The man held out his hand. Michael stepped forward. The man's hand was so big; he could have crushed Michael's easily. Michael took it and they grasped each other's hands.
"Now, this might be a little jarring," the man said.
Michael yelled, his head felt like someone was hitting it with a hammer. Then they came flooding through; his real memories. But the false memories were still in his head as well, and in comparison he kind of wished he had said no to the man's offer.
At least with the false memories he was happy.
The man let go and Michael clutched his head.
"And now you remember," the man said.
"Oh God! It's all true!" Michael cried.
"Michael!"
They turned and saw Michael's mother in the church.
"Michael, get away from him!" she yelled.
"Quick boy, climb to the top of the church," the man said.
Michael did as he was told and ran from the room, knowing what door led to the roof he quickly made his way to the top.

"We have to help them!" Elixir yelled.
The girls were still trapped in the illusion they were drowning, but the others could not get to them.
"Surge! Help them, and we will distract Michael!" Angel said.
"Got it!"
Surge went running as fast as lightning at the sisters. Michael noticed and tried to hit her with a blast but she was too fast. Martinique saw she was coming however, and trapped her in an illusion where the world was like a Salvador Dali painting.
Surge fell to the floor tormented by the loss of reality.
"Damn it! Now what?" Prodigy yelled.
"Leave it to me," Illyana said. She summoned a stepping disk and walked through it.
"Ha, guess all the X-men are cowards!" Martinique commented.
Another stepping disk appeared behind her, Magik stepped out and Martinique tried to hit her with a psi-blast but Magik was immune to such things. She brought her sword up and hit Martinique on the back of her head with the butt of her sword, knocking her out.
"No, we're just really smart," Magik said with a sly grin.
She was about to attack Regan, who seemed to be in a trance, but before she could attack, Vanisher reappeared behind her. "Don't think so!"
He grabbed Regan and teleported next to Quinton. "Oh, now you're back on our side?" Quinton asked.
"Hey, I was under their control, they used their powers on me," he defended himself.
Magik knew she could not risk attacking them, even with her immunity to telepathy. Quire had more than enough power to take her down.
Dani and the girls were freed of the illusion and got back on their feet. "Come on, let's go help the others fight Michael," she said.
They rejoined the others in trying to contain Michael. He was still flinging his spheres at them. "Magik, can you redirect these attacks?" Angel asked.
"Sure, where at?" she asked.
"Where do you think?"
"Oh," she said with realization.
She waited until Michael sent one of his spheres at her. She summoned another stepping disk and the sphere went right through it.
"Where do you think she is sending-"
Vanisher broke off when a stepping disk appeared above them.
"Aw shi-"
A sphere came flying out. Vanisher grabbed Regan and teleported away. Quinton raised a telekinetic shield around his body. There was a massive explosion and the computer boards were destroyed. Quinton survived but was knocked out by the force of the blast.
Vanisher reappeared holding onto Regan. "Lady, I don't know what the hell you are doing but you need to wake the hell up now!" he yelled at her.
"Laurie can you use your powers to calm him down?" Icarus asked.
"I'll try!" she said.
She focused her power and sent a stream of calming pheromones at Michael, it did not work.
"It's not working, I don't know if it's because of the illusion or because his power, but it's not working," she said.
"So what do we do now?" Elixir asked.
"Keep fighting and try to get to Regan, we take her down we can break the illusion," Dani said.
Michael held out his hands and formed a pair of whips from his fire. He slammed them against the floor and an angry pair of burn marks appeared where he struck the ground.
"Where the hell did he learn to do that?" Warpath asked.
"Yeah that was me," Angel said, suddenly wishing he hadn't pushed Michael to learn how to use his power in more offensive ways.
He raised the whips and was about to attack but then he just stopped. He stood frozen, in attack mode.
"What's wrong with him?" Thunderbird asked.
"I don't know," Angel said.
"What the hell kid? Fry them!" Vanisher yelled.
Michael remained motionless, but his fire continued to flicker around his body.
"What now?" Icarus asked.
Warpath smiled. "I say while bird boy is distracted, we take out Lady Mastermind."
The X-men turned their attention to Vanisher and Regan. Vanisher backed away from Regan and shook his head. "To hell with this."
He teleported away, leaving Regan alone and defenseless.
"Hurry, take her down now!" Angel said.
They all rushed for Regan, but then a tendril of green light smacked them out of the way. Quinton floated off the ground, surrounded by a green telekinetic aura.
"If you want something done right, do it yourself," he said.

Michael ran to the top of the church.
He slammed the door shut, he put his hand on the edge and seared it shut and backed away from it.
"That won't work."
Michael spun around and saw the man in front of him. "Would you stop sneaking up on me!"
"Would you stop being so panic-stricken? We're inside your head, this is the safest place for you."
"But how do I get out?"
"I was going to break the illusion myself, but that witch is doing her best to keep things together. Were you closer to me it would be easier, but at so far a distance it cannot be done. She is trying to manipulate your mind again; trying to remake a new illusion. It is up to you now to break the illusion."
"How?"
"Jump off the roof of the church."
Michael stared at the man in shock. "You're kidding right?"
"No I am not. Lady Mastermind is an even more powerful illusionist then her father. She can use her power to kill people; that's how powerful her illusions are."
"So, if I jump and plummet to my death…"
"You would think it so real your body would go into shock and die."
They were silent for a few seconds. "You are insane!"
"No, you must turn her power against her. If you die then Magneto loses the only one who can power his weapon and she dare not risk you harm in fear of his wrath...which I hear can be very creative."
The man wrapped his arm around Michael's shoulders and they walked over to the edge. Michael peeked over the edge and then drew back.
"This is crazy, I can't jump!"
"You have to, show that icy blonde bitch she can't control you," he said.
"Michael!"
Michael turned and saw his mother standing on the roof.
"Michael Bronson you get away from that ledge right now!" she yelled.
"No! This isn't real!" Michael cried.
"Michael, please don't trust that man!"
"Too late bitch, the jig is up," the man said.
Mary glared at the man and looked at Michael, her eyes pleading. "Baby, he is bad, you can't believe he is trying to help you. He is trying to get you to jump of a roof of a church."
"But...he helped me remember," Michael said.
"Memories can be made baby."
"You seem to know an awful lot about the subject," the man said.
"Michael please, get away from there, come home with me, where you belong." she held out her hand. "Come home Michael, your family is waiting."
"I...I..."
Michael was torn. His head and heart were going in two separate directions. He wanted this to be real, a part of him wanted it, needed it to be real. A world where his family loved him, accepted him. A world where he had everything he had ever wanted.
And maybe that was how he knew it was all fake.
"I want this to be real. But it's not. Every time I am around dad...I feel scared, nervous like I am expecting him to hit me or yell. Whenever Paxton or Mya show concern for me or make jokes with me I feel...out of place; like I am not used to them showing me affection."
"Michael, just walk away from the ledge, we can solve all this, I promise."
Michael noticed something behind his mother, and when he saw it, he knew for sure it was all a lie.
"Tell me mother. How did you get up here after I sealed the door shut?"
Mary's face fell and she looked back at the door.
"Clever boy," the man said with a grin.
Michael stepped on the terrace of the church. He said a quick prayer to God and fighting the urge to spread his wings, he fell back.
"NO!" Mary yelled running forward.
As she ran her features melted to change to that of a blonde woman. She peered over the edge as Michael fell down.
"God damn it all!" she yelled.
The world began to fade and melt away around him. He felt like he was waking up from a dream, that almost unnoticeable second when you are banished from the world of dreams to the world of waking; like he was floating through a void.
The man floated in front of Michael, a smile on his face.
"Very good Michael Bronson. And just in time, I daresay your friends are in need of your assistance."
"Who are you?" Michael asked.
"I told you, someone invested in your future. We will meet again Michael, but I fear the circumstances then will be worse than they are now."
Before he could ask what he meant, the man disappeared and Michael finally woke up.

Michael found himself in the Cruciform room.
He was covered in angel fire and in each hand he was holding a pair of whips made from his fire.
"What?" he asked.
He powered down and turned when he heard the sound of people fighting. He saw that Quinton was fighting a group of X-men, he had them gripped in his telekinetic tendrils.
He started to walk forward, trying to sneak up on Quinton. But Quinton saw him. Michael froze and Quinton smiled.
"Good to see you're back, now be a good little boy and fry your friends," Quinton said.
Michael raised his hands and summoned his angel fire. Only, instead of frying his friends, he was going to fry Quinton, and the jerk was too dumb to see it coming.
"Quire! The illusion is broken!" Regan yelled.
"What?" Quinton asked looking horrified.
Michael let loose his power at Quinton. He only meant to let loose enough to stun him. But to his shock a stream of blazing, crackling, and blinding fire shot forward.
It was much too big; Michael feared it would hit his friends. Quinton dropped them and they got out of the way just in time to avoid the blast. Quinton raised a shield but the blast sent him flying into the wall. The explosion caused dust to fill the room.
Michael coughed, blinded by the dust.
"Warren!" he called.
"Michael!" he heard Warren call.
"Warren, where are you!"
"Follow my voice!"
Michael followed the sound of Warren's voice. He saw something moving toward him.
"Warren?"
A hand shot forward and grabbed his throat. "Guess again kid!"
Regan choked him, she was surprisingly strong for a woman her size and build.
"Now, I am putting you back into Pleasantville and you are going to be a good little boy and fry these bastards!"
Michael grabbed her arm.
"No, I'm not!"
His hand glowed and Regan screamed. Her whole right arm was covered in angel fire. She waved her arm, trying to put it out but it would not go out.
A strong gust of wind blew the dust away. The X-men stared at the scene in horror and quickly rushed forward to help. Wind Dancer tried creating an air vacuum around the fire to extinguish it.
But the flames did not die down.
"Michael, stop it!" Angel screamed.
"I don't know how!"
"Focus!"
Michael focused and willed the fire to die down. Thankfully it did, but her arm was so badly burned; all the flesh was gone and the muscle was burned black, there was a horrible smell in the air.
Elixir grabbed her arm while the others held her down. He was able to heal her arm. Michael watched as her arm was healed, as the muscle returned to its normal red self and skin grew to cover it.
"I'm sorry, I only meant to burn her just a little, I don't know what happened," Michael said.
"Cortez. He can make a mutant's power stronger," Angel said, nodding to an unconscious man.
"Magneto has been using him to boost your power to use your power more effectively for the Cruciform," Callisto said.
"Aren't you with Magneto?" Michael asked recognizing Callisto as one of the mutants who were with Magneto.
"Let's just say I have decided I don't like Magneto's methods," she said.
"You bastards! When Magneto gets back you-" Regan began to yell.
Marrow walked over to her. She brought her fist back and punched her right in the face, knocking her out.
"God, I hate that bitch," Marrow said.
Icarus walked up to Michael. "You okay man?" he asked.
"Yeah...I just...my power will go back to normal, right?"
Icarus smiled. "Don't worry. I am sure after a day or two-"
The words died in his throat as a long metal pipe impaled him in the stomach.
"JAY!" Michael yelled.
He caught his friend as he fell to the ground. Everyone circled around him, Dani, Thunderbird, Warpath and Angel faced the direction where the pipe came from.
Quinton stood, having used his power to throw the pipe at Jay.
"Hate to ruin the bro moment, but you guys really do need to pay closer attention to your surroundings," Quinton sneered.
"Josh, heal him!" Michael yelled.
"We have to get the pipe out first!" Elixir said.
"Quire, you are going to pay for that!" Angel yelled.
"How many more birds do I have to skewer before you all just run away?" Quinton asked.
Michael clenched his fists and an intense rage unlike anything he had ever felt in his whole life overcame him. He stood up, his whole body shook.
The New Mutant squad noticed this but didn't stop him. They were trying to get the pipe out of Icarus's stomach, a process that was going to be very painful and tricky.
Michael stomped forward and his friends noticed where he stomped, cracks formed on the floor. Michael roughly pushed past Angel and Dani, knocking into their shoulders. They jumped aside when he made contact with them, he felt cold. Not like ice cold, but the kind of cold fire gets when it burns blue.
"Michael?" Angel asked, rubbing his shoulder. There was no mark but still it felt like he had been burned.
"You!" Michael growled, glaring at Quinton. "You arrogant, cocky, spiteful, bitter, condescending, MOTHERFUCKER!"
Quinton's eyes got wide. "Hey, this is a T rated fic, watch the language!"
"SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" Michael roared. His voice had become inhumanly deep like an enormous wild animal's roar. Everyone shielded their eyes as a massive light emanated from Michael, his angel fire enveloped his body like before only the flames were more intense and it was more chaotic and violent.
"I AM GOING TO TEAR YOU OPEN AND BURN OUT THAT SHALLOW, PITIFUL PIECE OF SHIT THING YOU CALL A SOUL YOU MOTHERLESS BASTARD!"
Quinton's green aura blazed to life as dozens of tentacles whipped around him.
"You think you can take me? I am an omega level mutant!"
"GUESS WHAT SMARTASS, SO AM I!"
Michael shot forward and Quinton met him head on.

Xavier sensed what was going on and it couldn't have come at a better time.
Both of the X-jets had been destroyed and the X-men were at their limit.
More than half of them were either hurt or unconscious and Magneto and his people had them surrounded.
"Give up Charles, you cannot win this battle," Magneto said.
"We are not leaving without Michael, Erik," Xavier said.
"The boy isn't going anywhere," Magneto said.
"You have no right to use him in such a way!"
"He is helping us put the humans in their place! You have no idea what he is capable of Charles."
"You refer to what you saw in Destiny's Diary?"
"You know of it?"
"Yes, we know Mystique found it in the church Irene frequented," Xavier said.
"Toad told you, didn't he?" Magneto asked, figuring Toad of all people would talk.
"Are you surprised?"
"It matters not. Believe me, I am doing him a kindness Charles, the book tells his future and it is worse than this."
"He should be allowed to choose his own fate," Xavier said.
"It is too late now, he is a part of the Cruciform and there is nothing you can do to stop it!"
"Master...I sense the boy has been released," Exodus said.
"What?" Magneto asked.

Michael punched Quinton in the face, blood flew out from Quinton's mouth.
But Quinton brought his fist back and jabbed Michael in the stomach.
"Think you're so tough!" Quinton snarled.
"Tough enough to kick your emo ass!"
"Emo? I am going to kill you!" Quinton roared.
"Not if I burn you up first!"
The two continued to fight. All the X-men could do was to watch them go at it. "Shouldn't we stop them?" Thunderbird asked.
"You want to get between them, be my guest," Warpath said.
"We need to get back to the others," Dani said.
Icarus stood on his feet; Elixir hadn't had to heal him. Once they removed the pipe his healing factor had kicked in and saved him, though it had hurt a lot.
"Look at him go," he said.
"He is soooo hot right now," Surge said.
"Literally," Wallflower said.
Quinton and Michael continued to fight. The training Michael received had really paid off as it helped him combat Quinton. Quinton landed a blow to Michael's face and broke his nose. Blood gushed out and Quinton laughed, but it died when he saw his nose fixed itself and the blood stopped flowing.
"How the hell did you do that?" Quinton asked.
"You're not the only one who can heal yourself!"
"Yeah, well I can do something you can't!"
"Oh yeah, what?"
Quinton grabbed his head with his hands. "I can wipe your mind!"
Michael screamed in pain as he felt Quinton enter his mind and begin to shred it to pieces.
"By the time I am done with you, you will be nothing but a zombie! We won't need to put you in an illusion; you'll just be a shallow husk!" Quinton said.
Michael stood there as Quinton began to attack him, he may be able to fight Quinton in the physical world but he couldn't fight him in the mental world.
Just when all seemed lost a familiar voice spoke in his mind.
"Pour your power into him. He has let his shields down to enter your mind, hit him while his guard is down Michael. Send him back to the White Hot Room."
Listening to the voice and doing his best to ignore the pain, Michael grabbed Quinton's head. "What are you doing?" Quinton asked.
Michael focused on his power; focused on channeling it into Quinton. He imagined he was some mighty dam and his power a vast ocean. He imagined that power flowing out of him and into Quinton, filling him up past the breaking point.
"Stop! Stop!" Quinton said, he could feel Michael's power pouring into him and he remembered how it felt when he last fought Michael.
Lines began to appear on his head, patterns like a nervous system. They traveled all over his body, starting at his head then down his chest, his arms, and down his legs. It intensified to the point where you could see his skeleton beneath his skin.
"No, stop it! You can't do this to me! I am Kid Omega!"
"And I am the alpha and the omega, I am the beginning and the end and you brought this on yourself!"Michael yelled.
Michael let out a final roar and gave one final push of power. Quinton screamed as light poured out of his eyes, nose, ears and mouth, but his mind was still connected to Michael's.
-This...can't be the end.-
-It's not Quinton. I think I accidentally brought you back somehow. I think I brought you back before you were ready. Sorry about that.-
-Will I return?-
-Maybe. You just need a little more time before you hatch is all.-
-Oh, okay, yeah, that sounds nice. Now that I think about it, I have felt like I am missing something.-
-Then go back and find your parts and try not to get in trouble.-
-I will and I won't. Thank you Michael, and sorry for all the trouble.-
-It's okay. Maybe one day, we can be friends.-
-I would like that.-
The light died down and Quinton was gone. The fire disappeared from Michael and he fell to his knees. Everyone ran to him to see if he was okay.
"Michael! Are you okay?" Angel asked.
Michael smiled weakly. "Yeah, I have a bit of a headache though. Jay! You're alive."
Jay smiled. "Yeah, I have a healing factor buddy, remember?"
"Oh yeah...sorry I snapped like that."
"Dude! You were totally badass!" Prodigy said.
"Yeah, you killed Kid Omega!" Surge said.
"I didn't kill him...I...I sent him back," Michael said.
"Back to where?" Elixir asked.
"To where he belongs," Michael said simply.
"We need to get going, now," Dani said.
"Can we hitch a ride?" Callisto asked, "I don't think Magneto will be happy when he finds out what we did."
"Sure, let's get going," Dani said.
"Wait, I have one last thing I have to do," Michael said.
He pointed his hand at the Cruciform. His angel fire shot out and it struck the Cruciform; it absorbed his power, but since it could not release it, the Cruciform began to become overloaded.
Soon it exploded, the support beams keeping it up gave way and it plummeted to the abyss below. The room lit up as all kinds of alarms went off.
"Okay, let's go now," Michael said.
Magik summoned one of her stepping disks and teleported them away.

They reappeared with the other X-men.
"Sweet mother of God, what was that place?" Michael asked.
"That was Otherworld," Magik said.
"It looked like hell," Michael said.
"We have Michael!" Warren yelled.
Alert! Alert! Cruciform damage. Structural damage. Alert! Alert!
"Damn you Charles! What have you done?" Magneto yelled.
"What I had to do to save one of my students. Will you attack us and loose Asteroid M? Or will you let us go and save your base?"
"This isn't over!" Magneto snarled.
"Yes it is," Xavier said.
"Begone! But know you condemn him to a horrible fate Charles!"
"I will never let any harm come to him, nor any of my students, goodbye Erik."
Magik summoned another disk and teleported the group away to safety.
"Quickly, get a damage report!" Magneto ordered his people.
"Master, what shall we do?" Exodus asked.
"Repair our base and then we will have vengeance for this!"

Michael sat in his room two days later.
He held open his hand and tried to create a small flame into it. But instead it was a massive stream of fire that almost hit the ceiling. He quickly closed his hand and shut his power down.
Jay walked into the room. He looked up and saw a burn mark on the ceiling.
"Your power still acting up?" he asked.
"Yes," Michael said.
Since he returned to the mansion Michael's powers had been acting funny. It was a lot harder for him to control them; he would release more power then he intended. Not only that but they were extra sensitive to his emotions now; if Michael got too irritated or upset his powers would activate.
They hoped over a few days his powers would go back to normal. But so far they had not.
"Relax, that Cortez creep must have just given you a strong dose of his power. Give it some more time," Jay said.
Michael smiled. "Yeah, you're right."
"Listen, Mich...you know it wasn't your fault what happened to all the places Magneto bombed."
Michael had of course learned what happened. He knew people had been killed. Maybe not very nice people, but people all the same.
"I just...I just can't believe it all happened you know?"
"Yeah. Hard to believe we flew into space and had a huge fight with Magneto and his people," Jay said.
"I can't believe what happened between me and Quinton. It was like...it wasn't me. Like someone else was driving my body," Michael said. "I just snapped, and I wanted to hurt him bad."
"That's how it feels when we are in a major fight pal."
"Yeah. I am just glad it's all over. Maybe now my life can go back to normal...or...whatever constitutes as normal for a mutant," he said.

"Michael's journey is far from over," Xavier said.
He had Destiny's book open on his desk and was flipping through it.
"What does the book say Charles?" Warren asked.
"It is hard to read; the writing is like some Old Testament stuff. It doesn't outright mention events as much as use metaphors and symbolism to describe things," Xavier said.
He showed Warren a picture of the Cruciform, at the hilt was a drawing of an angelic figure and a white fire like substance covered the blade.
"And so it shall be, the Master of Magnetism shall build the Cruciform, and combined with the scion of Yahweh it will be an instrument of divine wrath."
"Well that part came true," Warren said.
"Yes, but there are still more disturbing things to come," Xavier said skipping a few pages.
Warren gasped. It showed a bloody Michael, his wings severed. There were drawings of him, Jay and a few other X-men all appearing to mourn over Michael.
"And the scion will be betrayed by a loved one and the false prophet shall reap his wings. He will commit the ultimate blasphemy and try to claim to power of heaven and give rise to the beast."
Xavier turned a page. It showed a winged figure with a pair of bull like horns, clothed in black, burning bodies lay before it. "And the beast, born from ignorance and hate will try to burn away the righteous and claim it God's will, only the wings of the scion will fight him and try to return to their true master."
"Please tell me that is all," Warren said.
Xavier shook his head. He turned a few more pages and showed a picture of some kind of monster. It was like an odd combination of a man, a lion, an ox and an eagle.
"And the scion in his rage will give in and the monster of God will lay waste to the land."
"Wait...that thing is Michael?"
"It does refer to the scion of Yahweh," Xavier said.
"But that is insane, Michael can't do that," Warren said.
"To be fair, we don't know what he is capable of Warren," Xavier said.
"So what do we do?"
"With the diary we know what to expect and to be ready. This time, we won't be surprised. We have foreknowledge Warren, and that can make all the difference."

That night Michael was getting ready for bed.
He was saying his prayers, thanking God for sending the X-men to save him and making sure everyone got out okay. He also prayed that Quinton would find peace wherever he was. He didn't know how he knew it, but he just knew Quinton wasn't dead and one day would return.
As he got into bed, Jay walked in.
"Going to bed Mich?"
"Yeah, got to train tomorrow, got to learn how to control my power again," Michael said.
"Yeah, think I will turn in too," Jay said.
"Are you okay Jay? You seem kind of down," Michael noted.
Jay smiled. "I'm fine. Really."
"Okay. Good night."
He turned off his lamp and laid his head on his pillow. He heard Jay moving around, getting ready to turn in.
-Tomorrow is the anniversary. Has it really been a year since she died? My sweet, sweet Julia. How I miss her so much.-
Michael sat up in his bed. "What was that?"
"Huh?" Jay asked.
"You just said something about Julia. Who is that?" Michael asked.
Jay looked shocked. "Mich, I didn't say anything."
"Oh...I must be more tired than I thought," Michael said.
He lay back down and closed his eyes, trying to shake off the feeling that something not quite right just happened.
Fusedtwilight: What is going on with Michael? Next chapter it is open day at Xavier's. Michael gets a surprise visit and learns something surprising about his power and we finally get to meet one of the winners of the OC request I had.
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