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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 25

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta Lisa and thanks to all you readers.
Well this is it! The big epic clash between Michael and Bastion. Who will win? And what dark force will return to terrorize the world?

Michael finished putting the armor on.
It was made from firmaminium but it did not look like the chunk of multicolored rock and metal Adonai had shown him months ago.
It was the color of polished silver with the shoulder, knee, elbow and chest pads being a deep blue color. The symbol of the X-Men was the color of gold and set proudly on his chest.
It was easier to get into than he thought it would and lighter than he expected. He looked at himself in the mirror, going over every detail.
"You like it?" Adonai asked. "I had it built and designed specifically to your measurements."
"It's perfect, thanks. So this is it, huh?"
"Yep. Forty days ago you began your training, preparing for the day when you would avenge your family. Are you ready to do this?"
Michael looked in the mirror. "Yes."
Adonai smiled. "Good. But perhaps you should have finished mastering the archistratege state."
"No time, I need to go help them now. I can take the vambrace off now and with the amount of angel fire I will be able to summon I will be able to turn Bastion into a smoldering pile of slag."
"But what about the dream you had? Where he was about to kill you?"
"The future can change, right?"
"Not all the time."
"Yeah well, I visited the future. And I have twelve kids, a beautiful wife, and a perfect world. And I doubt I helped make that world by sitting on my ass doing nothing."
"You've changed a lot kid. You're not the same doe-eyed child I took in."
Michael looked at himself in the mirror. Wearing his armor, holding his spear, he almost looked like those old pictures of the archangel he was named after.
His eyes no longer had the same innocence they once hard. They were hardened and stern, Michael felt a pain in his heart when he realized his eyes reminded him of his father.
Michael had to wonder what he would think if he could see Michael now. Would he be proud? Or sad to see him in such a state?
"No, I'm not," Michael said.

The mansion looked like a scene from hell.
Bastion surveyed it from the sky.
The X-Men had taken Xavier's body away back inside the mansion before anymore damage could be done to it.
Bastion had expected seeing their mentor brought down would demoralize the mutants. Instead it seemed to have energized them, given them the will they needed to fight on.
Bastion had underestimated the bond all the students had with Xavier.
Xavier was their teacher, friend, and in many cases, a father. He gave them a home, a safe haven, a place where they could be a new kind of normal, where they could be themselves and find a new family stronger than the ones that many had lost.
Seeing Xavier fall had not broken their spirit like Bastion had hoped. It enraged them, and rage can be a very potent fuel.
X-23 and Blut were working together.
Blut formed a large sphere of blood and threw it at a Sentinel. It shot forward with amazing speed, blowing a hole through the Sentinel's chest and going on to hit four more Sentinels.
Blut ran at the Sentinel and brought up his leg, a blade made from his blood exploded from his ankle and Blut severed the Sentinel's head.
"This is so much fun! I haven't had this much fun in ages!" he yelled looking feral.
"Calm yourself, Blut!" X-23 yelled.
"Oh don't worry X, I won't go berserk and try and kill the students...again!" Blut laughed and continued to fight. Several tendrils of blood shot out from his back and wrapped around a group of Sentinels.
X-23 shoved her claws into the face of a Sentinel and used the blade on her foot to cut off the head of another.
She frowned when she saw Blut ripping the Sentinel's to pieces.
"And they say I am messed up."
Skald was fighting by himself, using his power to blow the Sentinels to pieces.
But then he noticed Tazmin had been captured by a group of Sentinels using cable wires to shock her.
He ran to her rescue, using his power to blow them away. He helped Tazmin get free of the cables and she smiled at him. But then she saw one of the Sentinels appear behind Skald.
Parts of its face were missing from when Skald's sound wave tore off its human flesh and metal exoskeleton. Making it look like a gorier version of the Terminator.
"Look out she yelled!"
Skald spun around. He held up his right hand defensively. But the Sentinel had morphed its hand into a blade and severed his arm.
He yelled in pain and fell to his knees. The Sentinel was about to strike again but Anole ran at it, pulling his arm back and throwing it full force at the Sentinel, completely tearing the upper body to pieces.
"Rickard!" he yelled.
He and Tazmin tended to Skald's injury.
"My arm!" Skald shouted.
Anole ripped off his shirt and tied it around his arm to staunch the bleeding.
"Oh no," Tazmin whispered.
"Don't worry, we'll get you patched up," Anole said.
"I am missing an arm, I am not like you; I can't grow back limbs."
Anole smiled and held up his right arm. "So what? I have an arm strong enough for the both of us. Besides, look on the bright side, at least you have one good arm. Keller lost both of his."

Anna was outside staring in shock.
The police had formed a barricade and pushed everyone back behind it.
Police cars, ambulances, fire trucks, news vans they were all here trying to keep order.
Just when Anna thought things couldn't get any crazier, a white plane landed.
It was the Quinjet of the Avengers. Earth's mightiest heroes.
People cheered and began to take pictures. The ramp to the jet lowered and several of the Avengers disembarked.
There was Captain America, Thor, Iron Man, Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, Giant Man, Wasp, Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Falcon.
The police officer in charge walked up to them, amazed he was meeting the Avengers. He talked to Captain America, telling him the situation. Giant Man and Iron Man went about scanning the dome with their equipment.
People watched amazed as Iron Man instructed Thor to attack the dome. Thor charged up his hammer and attacked the dome, hitting it with enough force to shatter a mountain.
The dome didn't show so much as a crack.
"How can this be? No force in the world can withstand Mjölnir!" Thor exclaimed.
He began to charge up his hammer again but Iron Man stopped him.
"It's no use, Thor. This dome is Quantum-irresolvable. It is capable of adapting to any attack, unlike every other barrier we have encountered we managed to destroy using brute force. But this is different. This is a barrier that can dodge our attacks."
"But it hasn't even moved," Quicksilver complained.
"I was speaking in metaphor. The barrier isolates what is inside from the rest of our dimension, making it its own little world in there. We could continue to have Thor hammer at it, but that would take hours."
"We don't have hours, we need to get inside and figure out what is going on," Captain America said.
Anna couldn't hear what they were saying but she wished Michael was here to see this. She wondered if he had seen the news yet. All the reporters and people were downloading this onto the internet; she was sure half the world knew by now.
"Hey look!"
Anna gasped. Several feet from the Avengers, Michael and Adonai appeared.
"It's Adonai Malakh!"
"Who's that kid in the armor?"
"Looks like a World of Warcraft reject."
"He's hot!"
"Isn't that the kid from YouTube?"
Anna couldn't believe what she was seeing; she had to get past the barricade to get to see him. The guards were too busy looking at the Avengers to be paying attention to the crowd. If she timed it right she could make a break for them.
Michael and Adonai stared at the dome.
"Adonai...what is this?" Michael asked.
"How the hell should I know?"
"I thought we were going to the mansion?"
"We were...this is odd." Adonai touched the dome, he tried reaching inside but felt nothing. Not a single thought, which should have been impossible, unless the dome was somehow keeping his mind from touching the others inside in which case it was much more advanced than the typical barriers.
"Excuse me."
Adonai and Michael turned to see the Avengers had noticed them and walked over.
"This is a restricted area, get back with the other civilians," Captain America said.
"My name is Michael Bronson, I am a member of the Xavier Institute and a member of the X-Men Youth Division. The Institute is under attack by the Purifiers led by a robot from the future by the name of Bastion."
"And why is Adonai here?" Iron Man asked.
"What, aren't you happy to see me, Tony?" Adonai asked with a grin.
"Congratulations on coming out by the way. I always thought when you did it would be from a different closet," Iron Man said.
"Oh very clever, Tony. Glad to see all that shrapnel in your chest hasn't killed your sense of humor along with your sex life," Adonai said.
The Scarlet Witch stepped forward with a frown on her face. "Enough of this! We have no time to bicker! The X-Men need our help!"
Adoani stepped forward and took her hands in his.
"Forgive me, my Scarlet Mistress. Tony and I have had a rivalry for many years. Our companieshave been competing to be the best since before he was born."
Her face turned red, Adonai was giving her his most handsome and charming smile. Just then Quicksilver appeared in a flash that reminded Michael of Devin. He took his sister's hands from Adonai's and glared at him.
"Keep your filthy hands off her!"
"Listen, you two need to clear off and let us do our job," Captain America said.
"We are trying to get inside. Adonai was supposed to teleport us to the mansion, but for some reason we are out here."
"I was aiming for the school but we bounced off something. The school is no longer in this dimension," Adonai said.
"The barrier is Quantum-Irresolvable. It isolated the school from our dimension," Giant Man explained.
"Ah, of course. I was trying to teleport to a place now outside our dimension. My bad."
"Can you get us inside?" Michael asked.
"Michael!"
Anna came running towards them having fled past the barricade and dodging the cops. She jumped at Michael wrapping her arms around him.
"I am so glad you are here!"
"Anna, what are you doing here?" Michael asked.
"I saw the dome and knew something was up so I came to check it out. I tried to call the school but there is no connection."
Hawkeye walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Alright kid, you need to leave this is-"
Before he could finish Michael pointed his spear at his face.
"Get your hands off her before I remove them myself," Michael warned his eyes flashing a yellow color.
Hawkeye slowly backed up.
"Easy son, we are on the same side," Captain America said.
"Michael, what' s happening?" Anna asked.
"Bastion has made his move. Adonai is going to take me inside so I can help the others," Michael said.
"You're going inside?"
"Yes, I have to. This is what I have been training for."
He kissed her on the lips. "When I get back I promise I am treating you to a candlelit dinner. I have missed you."
She smiled. "Kick some ass, Michael."
She backed up and Michael walked over to Adonai.
"Ready?" he asked.
Michael nodded. Adonai put his hand on his shoulder.
"Wait, shouldn't you take us with you? We can help!" Captain America said.
"Sorry, mutants only," Adonai said.
"But we are mutants," Quicksilver said pointing to his sister and himself.
"Don't care."
Adonai and Michael vanished from sight.
"What an absolute ass!" Quicksilver said.
"He is handsome though," the Scarlet Witch said.
"Amen to that sister," Black Widow said.
"The kid is a bit of a looker too," Wasp said.
Everyone looked at her.
"What? He is."
"Yes he is," Anna said with a smile. "And he is all mine."

Adonai appeared several miles from the mansion in the woods on the property.
"You missed again!" Michael said.
"No, this is the right place. We are in the dome now," Adonai said.
Michael looked around. "I think this is the woods right by the school. We go camping out here all the time."
"Alright then, time to fight. Go knock em dead, slugger," Adonai said.
"Wait, aren't you going to help us?" Michael asked.
"Of course not. It's not my fight."
"But-"
Adonai raised his hand silencing him. "Listen, this is what I have been training you for. This is your fight. Now I get to see if you truly are my scion. Don't disappoint me, Michael. If you die I will be highly disappointed."
Adonai vanished, leaving Michael alone.
"Asshole!" Michael muttered.
H spread his wings and flew up into the sky. From there he was quickly able to find the school. His stomach tightenedwhen he saw several columns of smoke rising from it.
He flew as quickly as he could, his spear held firmly in his hands.

The battle went on.
The X-Men and the Sentinels continued to fight.
Bastion had called all remaining Sentinels and had the remaining Purifiers join in as well. He was not concerned about the towers. The X-Men were too concerned with revenge now.
Bastion saw Angel, Beast, and Ice Man fighting and decided to fight them himself. Three of the five original X-Men - the first generation of X-Men, perfect opponents.
He flew down and landed in front of them. He had shed his human form and looked purely robotic.
"Well, if it isn't the remaining three of the original five X-Men. You ready to join your friends and mentor?" he asked.
"Bastion!" Beast snarled.
He charged at the machine man letting out a roar. He fought him up close and personal, but Bastion was able to dodge every attack.
Angel flew at him, carrying Ice Man in his arms.
"You ready?" Angel asked.
"Ready!"
"This one for the professor!"
"Yeah!"
Beast and Bastion grappled one another, the android's strength greater then Beast's. His scanners warned him Angel and Ice Man were coming behind him getting ready to attack. He smiled and tossed Beast at them, causing all three of them to fall to the ground.
"You think you can beat me? I am from the future! I helped exterminate your kind! I have technology you can't even dream of! I know every move you have! There is nothing you can do to stop me! No one can!"
WARNING! INCOMING ENERGY PROJECTILE!
Bastion activated his shield as a bolt of white fiery light struck him.
A white light shined from the sky and everyone stopped fighting to see what the source was.
WARNING! OMEGA LEVEL MUTANT DETECTED!
There, flying in the sky, in his armor and carrying his spear, radiating angel fire like the sun radiates fire and life, was Michael, the Seraph.
He pointed his spear at Bastion, the tip glowed from when he had tried to blast him.
"Remember me, tin man?"
"Michael!" Angel cried.
Michael?"
"Michael!"
"Bronson!"
"It's Seraph!"
Michael Bronson?"
"He's here?"
"He looks badass!"
"Get him," Bastion ordered.
Several Sentinels took to the sky and flew at Michael.
As they approached him they scanned his armor and spear. They were unable to identify the material they were made from. They sent their scan results to Bastion but he did not care what the material of his arsenal was made from.
Seraph held his spear and flew at the Sentinels. His wings aflame with angel fire, he flew past two Sentinels, his wings easily slicing them in two at the waist.
-Guardian! Stepfords! Have everyone gather up!- he said, hoping the telepaths would hear him.
They did. They immediately began to telepathically tell everyone to group up as Seraph instructed.
Seraph shoved his spear into the chest of a Sentinel and watched as it instantly began to burn. Another Sentinel fired its gun at him, but he spun his spear and deflected the blasts. He opened his mouth and spat a sphere of angel fire; it flew like an arrow and lodged itself in the Sentinel's abdomen. With a mental command it exploded, destroying the Sentinel.
Seraph then flew down to the X-Men who had gathered. Dozens of Sentinels flew at them, firing their weapons. Seraph shoved his spear into the ground, a beam of light shined from the top point into the air, where it spread out to form a large shield of angel fire, protecting them all from attacks.
A Purifier foolishly tried punching it with his fist, only for the fire to latch on to him and spread all over his body. Within seconds he was nothing but ash.
"That will keep them out for a while," Seraph said.
"Michael, how did you get here?" Angel asked.
"Dude, you look so pimp right now!" Speed Demon said.
"Where did you get a spear?" Tazmin asked.
Seraph was about to answer their questions when he noticed one of Skald's arms were missing.
"Rickard...your arm," he whispered.
"It not the worst thing that has happened, Mich. We lost a lot of good people today," Skald said.
"What is the situation?" Seraph asked.
"Xavier is dead," Beast said gravely. "He sacrificed himself to take out many of Bastion's Sentinels."
Seraph felt a wave of disbelief hit him. "Who else?"
"Quil, Wolf Cub, DJ, Rubber Maid, Boreas, Tag, Network, Dryad, Wallflower, Preview...and Icarus," Angel said sadly.
Seraph felt like someone had stabbed him in the heart. So many of his friends and fellow students gone...even Jay.
He remembered when he was pulled into the future. He had asked about Jay. He had not realized until now that when he mentioned Jay, his children and the future versions of the Champions had shared a silent look of sorrow.
Now he knew why.
"And too think, he won't even get to meet my son that I name after him," he whispered.
"Wait, what?" Kid Devil asked.
"Nothing!" Seraph said quickly.
"What's the plan? Did Adoani teach you some awesome fighting techniques?" Speed Demon asked.
Seraph shivered. "Oh, he taught me alright. He taught me how to become a bruised and bloody mess."
Seraph tried not to think about all the broken bones he got during his training with Adonai, although the memories would haunt him for the rest of his life. He had bigger things to worry about.
He looked around. "Where is Elixir?" he asked.
"In the mansion. When Wallflower died he...snapped. He turned pitch black and now when he touches someone he damages them instead of heals them," Rockslide explained.
"Fine then, I will heal you all and we will resume the fight. We need to destroy Bastion; he is the one controlling the Sentinels."
"Easier said than done," Ice Man said.
Seraph addressed everyone then.
"Guys, I know we have been through a lot and I know we lost a lot of friends. But we must win! We must avenge them! We will not let their deaths be in vain! We will defeat this monstrosity and his creations and show the Purifiers and the likes what happens when you piss off the X-Men!"
The X-Men cheered.
"Man, when did Michael turn into a badass?" Speed Demon asked Kid Devil.
"My God he is soooo hot!" Pixie said.
Seraph went about healing all the X-Men. His words fortified their will and his power healed them of their wounds and reenergized them.
Michael was able to heal Skald's arm so it stopped bleeding, but he wasn't able to grow it back.
That worried him. In the future Skald had both arms. But now...has the future changed? Had he made a mistake? Did he linger too long in his soul? Has the future changed for the worse somehow?
Seraph put that thought aside. He could not doubt himself, not now. He would worry about the future later, right now he was worried about the present.
Michael pulled the spear from the ground and the barrier vanished.
"Alright X-Men, take them down!" he yelled.

Adonai stood on top of the mansion.
He smiled, pleased to see Michael taking on a leadership role.
It was fitting that the scion of Yahweh would be a leader.
Despite their losses the X-Men were doing very well.
Now that Michael had healed them they were all back in tiptop condition.
Adonai could care less if they lived or died, all he cared about was Michael.
Nothing else mattered.
He watched as Michael slowly made his way to Bastion.
"The time has come, kid. Hope you don't mind if I watch from within your head."
Adonai stretched out his mind and entered Michael's, just enough so he could see from his point of view.

Seraph and Bastion stood several feet from one another. The battle raged around them but it was just the two of them. The moment they both had been waiting for.
"So glad you could make it, Michael. You ready to join your family?" Bastion sneered.
"Don't get cocky, monster. The scared little boy died with his family and something else was reborn," Seraph said.
Bastion smiled. He moved in a blur of speed, Seraph could barely follow him. Bastion appeared in front of him. The air around him smelled of ozone, and before he could react Bastion punched him in the stomach, sending him flying back but he landed on his feet.
"That should have gone through your stomach. This is some durable metal. What is it?" Bastion asked.
He moved so fast, too fast. And that smell? He didn't run at me, he teleported! I need to do something about that!
Seraph summoned dozens of spheres, he had them spread out over the area.
I need to time this right!
He had one of the spheres fly at Bastion. Just when his image flickered, Seraph dodged to the side, there was a whooshing sound and the smell of ozone.
Now!
He willed the spheres to converge on the spot where he was standing. They flew like deadly comets and there was an explosion. Bastion had expected Seraph to dodge out of the way or try and hit him with the spheres. But he didn't expect Seraph to have the spheres hit him.
Normally, such a move would be considered suicide. But Seraph could not be harmed by his own power. So, just when Bastion teleported to strike him and the spheres hit them both, Seraph didn't even get singed.
Bastion was blasted back several feet, his body singed and smoking. Seraph had hoped he would have been more badly damaged; he had underestimated how strong his metal form was.
"Clever. I forgot how tricky you can be, Seraph. But I have a few myself, as well!"
He vanished and Seraph thought he had teleported, but this was different than before, it was as if he has shimmered away.
Just then bolts of lasers shot at him from one direction. He blocked it with a shield made from angel fire but then they came at him from another direction.
Great, now he is invisible!
This went on for a while. Bastion, hidden from view, would fire his lasers at Seraph. Sometimes they were blocked and sometimes they hit, but his armor protected him.
I can't keep doing this! I need to find him. But how?
A familiar sensation hit him then. Something slid from behind his eyes and suddenly he could see Bastion. Threads of light connected him to the other Sentinels. Every once in a while a pulse of energy would run to Bastion and back from Bastion and the Sentinels through these threads of light.
But it wasn't just Bastion and the Sentinels that had light. As Michael looked at the Purifiers and the X-Men, he saw they too had a light as well. The Purifiers had a light that made Michael sick because it reminded him of his wrathful doppelganger. They were filled with a poisonous hate that ate them from the inside out. A murderous desire that showed them for the monsters they were.
The X-Men glowed with a bright light of righteous fury, dabbled with angel, pain, and loss. Each light shined like a diamond struck by light, but each one was totally unique.
Just when Bastion was about to take a shot, Michael fired a blast of angel fire; it hit Bastion and sent him flying back.
His invisibility deactivated and he glared at Seraph.
"How the hell did you see me?"
Seraph just shrugged. "Don't know, don't care!"

"The hell!" Adonai exclaimed.
He saw what Michael did, he could see those lights that connected Bastion to the Sentinels.
He knew what the lights were.
Souls.
The Sentinels had been human once and despite their cybernetic enhancements, their souls remained, though heavily diminished.
But Michael was able to see them and due to their cybernetic connection to Bastion, he was able to see the android's location despite his invisibility because Bastion's link with them gave him the smallest connection to their spirits.
But that should not have been possible! Michael had no training in the mystic arts; he did not possess an item that could let him see through the veil. Sure the empyreal fire was a mystical substance, but it did not allow one to do such a thing!
Michael was supposed to have all of Adonai's powers!
Adonai could not see souls. That was not his power so it should not have been Michael's...but...it was something he saw someone else do.
He smiled, the realization pleased him to no end.
"Even stronger than I thought. You will not be as strong as me boy, you will be even stronger!"
Adonai decided that he was going to have get involved in the fight after all. His investment in Michael's life just got a whole lot bigger.

Seraph didn't know what the light was supposed to be, but he was going to put it the "ask later" bin.
He continued to fight Bastion. His hard work paid off.
But he decided to stop playing around, it was time to get serious.
He stuck his spear in the ground and took the gauntlets of his armor off.
"What are you doing now?" Bastion asked.
"Finishing this," Seraph said.
He held up his arms and Bastion saw his vambraces.
It had been over forty days since he put them on, and now they were about to come off.
"Re-"
There was a sound of mighty wings flapping and Adonai appeared in front of Seraph.
"Adonai!"
"Sorry to interrupt kid, but why don't you go help your friends?"
"But-"
"Go. I will leave you a piece of him."
Seraph glared at him but he knew it was pointless to argue. Once he wanted something, Adonai always got what he wanted. He flew off to help the X-Men leaving Adonai alone to deal with Bastion.
Bastion's scanners told him Adonai was an omega mutant, but he knew this already. He knew all about him in the future and decided to mess with his mind.
"So, Adonai Malakh. You know in my time-"
Adonai glowed with a bright white light and flew forward too quickly to follow. He slammed into Bastion and sent him flying back over thirty feet.
"I don't give a fuck about your time. This is my time and whatever future is going to come to pass, you won't be around to see it."
Adonai held up his hand and his sword appeared in a flash of white light. It looked like a large Claymore, too big for the average person but perfect for someone as big as Adonai. The hilt was in the shape of wings, the pummel had a diamond on it and the blade had words of a language unknown to Bastion's records. His scanners told him it was the same material as Seraph's spear and armor.
"I recently learned Michael is much more valuable to me and decided to just hurry up and kill you and end this dumb battle. So let me introduce you to my sword; it is the most powerful weapon of the proud Cheyarafim."
"A mere sword is your greatest weapon?" Bastion asked.
"Of course a mere machine would see only a sword. But let me tell you a little bit about the Cheyarafim. A hundred years after my wife and I became the king and queen, my grandson Antelious, who was a blacksmith ad great inventor, began to forge a weapon for me. He had heard stories of weapons that carried great power and so he forged this blade in my honor. I was so impressed with his work that his name was written in our records of those who had made great contributions to our people and I wrote a law that allowed it so only the elite of our warriors could gain their own personal Divine Weapon. My sword is not only the oldest but the most powerful Divine Instrument."
The blade turned from silver to gold.
"Allow me to demonstrate why."
He placed the tip of his sword on the ground. The second he did a streak of white light shined from the ground and a giant chasm a hundred feet long formed. It was so deep you could not see the bottom.
"How did you do that?!" Bastion demanded.
"The sword is the only thing in existence capable of holding my power. Unlike Michael, I have fully tapped into my potential. This sword can contain all that power, which burns as bright as a sun, and focus it into the blade so anything I cut with it won't just be incinerated, it will cease to exist. If it can do this to the ground, just think what it can do to you."
Bastion took flight but Adonai made an incredible leap into the air and sliced off Bastion's right wing which disappeared in a flash of light. Bastion landed on the ground and dodged Adonai's next attack.
"I know Michael will be pissed at me for doing this but I promised him I would save him a piece of you. I figure I can save him your head and dust the rest of you!"

Beak brought his bat back and hit a Sentinel in the face.
It barely phased the creature. It brought its hand back, a knife slid out and was about to slice Beak's head from his body when a ball of white energy hit the creature in the chest.
Seraph charged at the Sentinel hitting it with his spear and slicing it in half.
"You okay, Beak?" he asked.
"Yeah, thanks!"
Seraph flew off to go and help Skald who was fighting with Anole against some Sentinels.
A Purifier was sneaking up behind them with a knife in his hand.
Seraph extended his hand and a rope made from angel fire shot out and wrapped around the Purifier. Anole saw him and punched him in the face with his small hand.
"Thanks, Mich!" Anole said.
Seraph flew around lending a hand when he could, and healing when someone needed it.
Eventually he decided it was time to stop fooling around and finish the battle.
He flew up into the air and held out his arms. It had been forty days since he began to train with Adonai. Forty days since he put the vambrace that hindered his ability to manipulate angel fire.
Now the time had come to take them off. He had hoped to do this with his fight with Bastion, but they needed to clear up the Sentinels.
"Release."
He felt the vambrace fall from his arms. At first nothing happened. Then he felt his power burst forth from within.
Since he had put on the vambrace his power had been restrained, denied its right to flow free and unrestrained. Seraph had learned how to reach in within himself and pull out as much of the holy fire as he could. He taught his body how to reach in deeper and pull out more then he could before.
And now free of the vambrace, the fire was able to burn again.
Seraph felt like a great weight had been lifted off of him, his power exploded out of him like a bomb.
He quickly reeled it back so not hurt the others. He felt so alive, divine even.
The Sentinels sensed his release of power. Acting on their programming, they fired volleys of missiles at him. They never reached him because the angel fire protected him, destroying them with its sheer brilliance.
He saw a Purifier who was running from the battle. Seraph landed in front of him, causing him to stop in his tracks.
Seraph put his hand on top of his head, using his strength to cause him to fall to his knees.
"How do I take down the barrier?" he asked the man.
"The towers! There are five of them! But there is a main tower that connects to the rest, if you can destroy that one then the rest will go offline!"
"Thanks a bunch."
Seraph filled the man with angel fire, burning him to dust. The Purifier barely had time to scream before the holy fire burned him from the inside out.
"Michael."
He turned around and saw Angel standing behind him, having watched him kill the Purifier. Angel looked shocked and a little horrified at how easily his student had killed the Purifier.
It made Seraph feel a little ashamed and guilty. But he pushed those emotions aside. It wasn't like it was the first time he took a life.
"Warren, you need to take a team to destroy the towers. The Avengers are outside and they can help us. All we have to do is destroy the main tower and the others will go offline."
"What about you?"
Seraph covered himself in angel fire.
"What about me?" he asked.
"There are still too many Sentinels. We can't afford to send out any more people."
"Send me and a small team, that will be enough, trust me," Seraph said.

"Would you just stay still and fucking die already!" Adonai said as Bastion avoided another swipe of his sword.
He charged his sword and slashed the air. A blade of angel fire flew through the air and cut Bastion from his shoulder to his rib.
"Got ya!" Adonai said with a grin.
He walked over to Bastion's body, grinning.
"If I am going down I will take you all down with me!" Bastion growled.
He activated his link to the towers and began to activate their self-destruct sequence.
"Do you know what I just did, mutant?"
"How should I know?" he asked.
"I activated the towers self-destruct!"
"How kind of you, now we won't have to take them down ourselves," Adonai said.
"Fool! The self-destruct is designed to cause the space inside the sphere to fold on itself!"
"You're going to collapse the dimension; everything inside the sphere will be obliterated. Including you!"
"If that is what it takes, then so be it, the X-Men will burn in the fires of oblivion!" Bastion said.
His eyes dimmed and he powered down. Adonai turned around and headed back to him.
"Better go tell Michael," he said.
Once he was gone Bastion turned back on. "Fool, as if it would be that easy to kill me."
The wires and cables inside his body began to move and slither to one another, reconnecting the two halves.

Beast was fighting a Sentinel.
It was about to charge at him but before it could reach him it vanished in a flash of white light.
Adonai was standing behind where the Sentinel had been, his sword was raised having pierced it.
"Dr. McCoy, I am afraid we have a problem," Adonai said.
"Really? I haven't noticed," Beast said dryly.
"Bastion has activated the towers to self-destruct. When they do, they will cause the space inside the sphere to fold in on itself."
Beast, being a super-genius, knew exactly what that meant. "Oh my stars and garters!"
"It will take time for those towers to gather the power they need for such a feat."
"Beast!"
Angel and Seraph landed in front of them. Angel glanced at Adonai but ignored him, instead focusing on Beast.
"We can bring down all the towers; all we have to do is attack the central tower and the others will fall," Seraph said.
"Yes, Adonai just informed me that Bastion has set off a trigger that will cause the towers to self-destruct and take us with them."
"How much time do we have?" Angel asked.
"I am not sure. But we do not have enough people to spare. If there are still students in the mansion, we can't let the Sentinels get to them," Beast said.
"But if we don't take down the tower then everyone will die! The students and the humans in town!" Seraph said.
"You take a team, I will stay behind and help with these pests," Adonai said.
"I thought you didn't care about the X-Men?" Seraph asked.
"I don't, but I spent a long time in training you and I won't see it ruined by some pissed off robot from the future."
"Do you really think you can help deal with all these Sentinels?" Angel asked.
Adonai formed a ball of angel fire, and using the flat end of his sword, it flew through the air to hit a Sentinel.
"Does a bear shit in the woods?"
"Wait, what about Bastion?" Seraph asked.
"Oh, I finished him, his body is right over-"
Adonai had raised his hand to point where he had left Bastion's body, only to trail off when he saw the robot was not there.
"Whoops."
"You know, for an ancient all powerful mutant king, you are rather incompetent," Angel said.
"It's alright, I know where he is going," Seraph said. "He knows we will try and stop the towers from going off. So he'll be there, waiting for us. Which will be fine by me. Time to finish this, and this time he won't get away."

The Champions accompanied Seraph, as did Blut, X-23, Anole, and Armor.
Pixie teleported them to the main tower.
The tower was stationed in the middle of a field. Seraph wondered how they managed to get it all the way out there without anyone noticing it.
It was surrounded by a yellow dome of energy - another barrier.
"Alright, let's do this!"
Skald, Seraph, and Blut fired at the barrier with their powers but the barrier remained intact.
"Don't bother, guys," Anole said. He held a small computer in his hands and was in the middle of scanning the tower. "This thing is going to self-destruct in ten minutes, and from what I am reading the barrier will be able to withstand anything we can throw at it."
"Let me try again," Seraph said.
He charged his spear with angel fire. He rushed at the barrier and slammed it with his weapon. There was a flash of light and nothing happened.
"Damn you!" Seraph yelled.
"We have to get through this thing. We just need some more power to do it," Skald said.
"Power? That's it!" Seraph shouted.
"Did you think of something?" Tazmin asked.
"Yes. Part of my training was to learn the archistratege state."
"The what?" Speed Demon asked.
"You know, when I get all glowy and wrathful."
"You're like that a lot," Kid Wendigo said.
"The form I took when we beat Juggernaut," he said.
"Oh yeah, that was badass," Kid Devil said.
"Adonai said that when I am in that state I can tap into the full potential I posses. If I can tap into that potential then I should be able to destroy the barrier."
"What do you need?"
"I have to meditate. I need you all to protect me; Bastion is still running around and doing this will leave me vulnerable."
"Alright, but hurry up, we don't have much time."
"Right, no pressure," Seraph said sarcastically. He sat down and created a barrier made from angel fire. He began to meditate, willing himself to enter his own soul.
"Man, did you see him during the fight?" Speed Demon said.
"And his spear! It's almost as cool as Adonai's sword. Anything he cuts with that thing is vaporized!" Kid Devil exclaimed in awe.
"That thing is a total rip-off of Bleach."
"Wait, what?"
"You know, Captain Yamamoto's Bankai Zanka no Tachi."
"Oh, I haven't read that yet."
"Dude, you won't believe what happens!"
Before he could finish, a laser beam hit Speed Demo in the leg. He fell to the ground but Kid Devil caught him. His leg was black where it got hit but the heat from the laser had melted his skin, keeping it from bleeding.
They all looked up and saw Bastion floating in the sky, his left hand morphed into a gun.
"Time's up," he called.

Back at the mansion the fight continued.
True to his word, Adonai helped fight the remaining Sentinels.
Beast was treating Beak, who had taken a nasty blow to his head when his communicator went off.
"Beast!" Anole spoke.
"What happened? Why isn't the dome down yet?" Beast asked.
"We're working on it but Bastion is keeping us from it. We only have five minutes left!"
"Damn it! We need a miracle!" Beast shouted.
Just then a circular portal shined in the middle of the field. The fighting stopped as everyone looked at it. From the portal, the X-Men who had gone to South America appeared alive and well.
The portal disappeared behind them and Cyclops put his hand to his visor.
"X-Men, take them down!" he yelled.

Back at the tower the Young X-Men were fighting Bastion.
Blut was on his back with several bloody blades extending from his body, while X-23 was hacking at Bastion's chest. He activated an electrical field that shocked them and he tossed them aside.
Guardian held him in place with her telekinesis while Skald used his power to blow off a portion of Bastion's right side.
But his body healed itself, repairing the damage.
"You think you can stop me?! I know all of you! I kill you all in the future!" Bastion yelled.
Armor ran at him. "Your weakness is that your armor does not block light, thereby allowing lasers to hit you."
Bastion fired a laser blast that hit her in the gut and caused her power to deactivate.
Tazmin came at him in her tornado form.
"You are weak against cold winds!"
Bastion raised his hand and fired a climate-altered frozen blast which altered the area around her, causing her to quickly freeze. She fell to the ground, her body pale and her lips blue.
Skald tried to fire another vocal blast at him but Bastion absorbed it using a pair of microphone-like protrusions that sprouted from his hands.
"Have a taste of your own medicine!" He extended his hands and hit Skald with his own vocal blast.
Kid Wendigo jumped in the air and was about to land on him but Bastion fired a net at him that was made from Vibranium , which kept him contained.
"I know you all, I helped kill you all! And I will do it again!"
"You will die with us! We only have three minutes left, Bastion!" Anole yelled.
"I don't care! This is what I was built for! The destruction of mutant kind!" Bastion roared.
He turned to glare at Seraph's sitting form.
"But first things first. Before I die I am going to finish that little bastard!"
He jumped at Seraph, thrusting his hands forward. But Seraph's barrier began to burn his hands. He roared in rage and his chest opened up to reveal a large orb-like cannon. It began to charge up but Anole, X-23, Blut, Kid Devil, and Guardian charged at him.
He fired the cannon and when it hit the sphere there was a mighty blast of light and kinetic force.
The group was tossed back by it.
Bastion stood over Seraph, the area around them was blackened by the force and heat of the blast. Bastion grinned and morphed his arm into a long blade and raised it over Seraph's head.
"Now it ends!" he yelled.

Michael stood in front of the tree once more.
It still burned with angel fire and he could still see someone or something inside it.
"So, you have returned," the being said, sounding neither welcoming nor standoffish. It was merely stating a fact.
"I need power," Michael said.
"I know. I told you we would meet again, child."
"If I don't help my friends then they and many innocent people will die. Please help me."
"Please? Why do you ask me for help? Am I not your power? Am I not yours to command?"
"I don't know what you are. But I do know you are more than just power. You are a living entity. My power comes from you. So please help me. I beg of you."
Michael got on his hands and knees and bowed to the being. "Please, help us!"
The being was silent for a moment, and then it laughed.
"You are not like Adonai. When he did this all those centuries ago he demanded my help. But that is the difference between you and he. Where you request, he demands, where you ask, he forces, where you seek cooperation, he seeks dominance, where you are humble, he is prideful."
Tendrils of angel fire extended from the tree, just like before.
"I will help you, Michael Gabriel Bronson. Together we will wipe out this stain from creation. We shall show this so-called defender of humanity the folly of his ways and just as Joshua brought down the walls of Jericho, so too shall we bring down this infernal machine!"
The tendrils wrapped around Michael and a brilliant light, a divine power began to pour into him once again.
This time he did not resist, this time he did not fight. The same feeling of peace and serenity he felt before engulfed him and he was pulled into the burning inferno.
Once inside he saw the entity that was there.
It was a man, taller and more massive than anything or anyone Michael had ever seen. Yet he was as tall as a human.
He was deadly glory, married with infinite grace and ageless wisdom.
His image melted into a countless number of forms. One minute he had straight blonde hair wearing nothing but a simple white loin cloth, yet he had muscles that looked more powerful then the limbs of a machine. His eyes shone with a wildness like a savage brute looking for a fight holding a heavy curved sword that was almost like a sickle.
Then that image melted to reveal a man with light brown hair in Roman military garb, holding a spear. He was radiating power yet his face showed nothing but cool confidence and discipline, showing no emotion.
That image died away only to be replaced with a man with long brown hair, wearing simply white robes, carrying a flaming sword with several keys hanging from the butt of it.
Soon that was replaced by a man with black hair, golden wings, pale skin and black and gold armor who blazed with a forbidding and dark power, his wings seemed so sharp it hurt to look at them.
The next image he was like a living marble statue with deep blue eyes and silver hair. He held a large black broadsword with runes etched into the blade.
The next image was more primal, a man in furs and leathers with dark tanned skin, long black hair, pupilless white eyes, and paint markings on his body that glowed with holy light carrying a spear.
Michael could not keep count of all the images, all the forms. Each one the avatar of a thought, an idea and a belief all rolled into one.
Each one designed to help people understand him more.
But no matter the form, no matter the color of his skin, hair, eyes or wings or the kind of clothing he wore the sheer power and dominance poured off him, eating at Michael's mind and soul.
If Michael had a choice of whom he would follow, it would always be this being. He was made to lead armies.
And all his primordial power and authority was now being shared with Michael.
All that ancient and primal power now poured into him and he did the only thing any sane being would do.
He screamed.

"Now it ends!" Bastion yelled.
He brought the blade down but before it connected, Seraph caught it with his bare hand.
"What?!" Bastion yelled.
Seraph opened his eyes. They glowed with a golden ethereal light. A golden thorny halo appeared above his head, markings in the shape of eyes glowing with a blue delicate light appeared on his wings.
"What?!" Bastion repeated.
Seraph brought up his fist and slammed it into Bastion's gut, sending him flying into the air.
Seraph stood up, grabbing his spear.
"This is not happening!" Bastion yelled.
He fired his chest cannon at Seraph, but before the blast connected Seraph disappeared.
"Where did he go?!" Bastion yelled scanning the area.
Seraph reappeared behind him but Bastion sensed it. He brought his fist around but Seraph caught it easily.
"Got you!" Bastion yelled.
He went to fire his chest cannon again but Seraph let go of his spear which floated in the air, and grabbed the cannon.
"Impossible!" Bastion hollered. The amount of heat and power his cannon was giving off should have vaporized Seraph's hand.
Seraph ripped out the cannon from his chest and threw Bastion higher into the air.
"Die, damn you!"
Bastion morphed his hand into lasers and dozens of compartments all over his body opened, revealing more guns and mini-missile launchers.
He fired but Seraph moved like a blur, with his spear in hand he flew at Bastion and pierced his chest.
"No, this can't be happening!" Bastion screamed.
Seraph pulled Bastion back down to the ground. They were both falling to the tower. As they fell he charged the spear with angel fire. Bastion slowly began to melt, his circuits began to fry and he slowly turned to dust.
"You think this is the end! Kill me but another will take my place! There will always be one who will seek out your destruction!"
"And there will always be those like me who will stop those like you," Seraph said, his voice deep and echoing. "For as long as there is but one soul who seeks peace and love, life will always go on."
When they hit the top of the tower there was a massive explosion of light. A pillar of angel fire surrounded the tower, vaporizing it along with Bastion.
The towers in the distance all exploded, had Seraph been a few seconds late then all his efforts would have been for naught.
But he managed to destroy the tower and his adversary in one blow, with all the towers now gone the dome disappeared, and sunlight filled the sky.
The pillar of angel fire continued to burn. The Young X-Men gathered at its base staring in wonder as the pillar reached hundreds of feet into the air.
A figure emerged from the pillar, Seraph, holding his spear, blazing with triumph and holy retribution.
He landed in front of them, still in the archistratege state.
"Michael? Are you there?" Kid Devil asked.
Seraph walked up to Skald. He placed his hand on Skald's head.
His whole body began to glow with a faint light and everyone watched amazed as his arm grew back.
"Michael, thanks," Skald said flexing his new arm.
Seraph returned to his normal form and fell to his knees.
"Thank the burning tree man," he said.
"I think he took too many hits," Tazmin said.
"Would have been nice if he healed me too," Speed Demon muttered.
"Don't thank me, thank the burning tree man," Seraph muttered.
"I think he took too many hits from Bastion," Anole said.
"Are you kidding? He didn't get hit by Bastion at all," Armor said.
"We should get back to the school," X-23 said.
"Yeah, see what is left of the mansion," Skald said sadly.
"At least it is over now," Guardian said.
"Yeah, but at what cost?" Kid Wendigo asked sadly.

A few hours later the mansion was filled with police cars, ambulances, fire trucks, and news vans.
After all the Sentinels had been destroyed and the barrier brought down the remaining Purifiers surrendered.
Scott, Warren, Bobby, Warren, Orroro, Logan, Kitty, Kurt, Emma, along with Captain America and Iron Man, stood next to Xavier's body.
His eyes had been closed and his hands folded over his chest.
"He died to protect us," Hank said.
"Oh Professor," Kitty said in tears.
"How did you all survive?" Warren asked Scott.
"Before the bomb went off Jean surrounded us in a telekinetic field. She didn't have enough time to put herself in it as well. She didn't make it," Scott said sadly.
"So Jean too?" Logan asked.
Everyone knew Logan cared for Jean greatly. Loved her even. He had pursued her many times despite the fact she dated and eventually married Scott.
"But how on earth did you get back?"
"Gateway. After we got our bearings we found the wreckage of our Blackbird. The min-cerebro unit had been damaged but we managed to repair it so Emma could contact Gateway and he was able to teleport us back to here. I just wish we got here sooner."
"You got here, that is all that matters," Captain America said.
"We lost so many of the students," Bobby said sadly.
"At least Bastion is gone and the Purifiers are in jail. You trained your students well, Scott," Iron Man said.
"What will happen now?" Bobby asked.
Scott turned his back and walked out of the room.
"Nothing, the Professor's dream died with him. The X-Men are no more."

Michael watched as Sam held Paige.
She cried into his shoulder, they were both standing over Jay's body.
Michael could not bring himself to go see Jay. He wanted the last memory of his best friend to be a happy one. He wanted his last memory of Jay to be of him when he was alive and full of youthful energy.
Not dead on the floor with a blanket covering him.
The last time he spoke to Jay it was on Skype. He was playing him a new song he came up with on his guitar. He had told Michael he was planning on asking Sooraya out on a date.
Jay had helped Michael when he first came to the school. He was always patient with Michael, never pushing him. He helped guide him.
Michael felt strangely at a loss without him. As if he lost a part of himself. It was the same feeling he had when he lost his family.
Adonai stood next to Michael.
"I guess your vision was right," Michael said.
The word had spread, the school was closing down. The students would be returning to their families. Those that didn't have a family would be turned over to foster care.
The X-Men were done.
"Truth be told, I was kind of hoping I was wrong," Adonai said.
"Thank you for your help," Michael said.
"I only helped because of you, Michael."
"Still. Thank you. Adonai, something strange happened to me. When I was fighting Bastion-"
"I know, I saw. I was in your head watching you fight."
"You what?"
"Well, I had to watch your progress. I saw what you did."
"What was that?" he asked.
"That was you seeing souls. Since Bastion had a cybernetic connection he had a connection to the other Sentinels. You saw that connection."
"But how?"
"You are an omega mutant, Michael. You have limitless potential."
"Adonai, when I was inside my soul. I met this...thing."
Michael could not remember what he saw. Every time he tried to remember what was in the fire his mind was assaulted with images that gave him a head ache. He knew he saw something ancient and powerful, something with wings.
"Let me guess, a burning tree?"
"Yeah. It mentioned you had met it before."
"Yeah, when I was training myself to tap into my full power. I fasted for several days and wandered around the desert. Through meditation I was able to find that place inside me."
"What is it exactly?"
"It is the source of our power. I have had my own theories on what it is exactly."
"It said I have power in me, power greater than yours. That it was just not your bloodline inside me. It said you forgot that you alone did not make me."
Adonai smiled.
"It is true. I knew you would have abilities similar to mine. But I did not think you would have her abilities."
"Whose?"
"My wife. Asherah's mutation was similar to mine; she could manipulate angel fire but she had abilities I did not. One of them was soul-sight. It allowed her to see the souls of all living things. It would appear that her power is inside you as well."
"But why did it activate?"
"Who's to say. Maybe the zeal you put into your training caused it, maybe this is just something natural. In any case you are more valuable to me now then you were before. You are not just my legacy, you are my beloved's legacy also, Michael. You are like me in looks and power, but now that I think about it you are like she was: kind, compassionate, merciful, loving. Perhaps that is what truly makes you strong. You are your own pure spirit."
"I doubt I am pure. Not after all this," Michael said.
"You did what you had to, mercy and compassion are great in life but in war they can get you killed.
"So what happens now?" Michael asked.
"I don't know," Adonai admitted.
Michael looked off into the distance. The sun would be setting soon, by then the school would be empty. Its halls which echoed with life and laughter would be silent, with only a faint memory of a time when it was the safe haven for mutant children.
Had the future changed? Did Michael fail?
In his future the X-Men still existed, but now they were gone.
Had he failed?
Bastion was dead, the Purifiers defeated.
But in the end had Michael altered the future?

Havas and several workers were still working on the slab.
Havas had become obsessed with it, he had to know what was so special about it!
The majority of his time was spent with it. He had not been home in days, he preferred to sleep on a small cot in the warehouse where he kept the slab hidden.
He had not had a bath in days and his co-workers were all in agreement that he was starting to reek.
Right now they were trying to pierce the slab in order to get to the body hidden inside it.
Havas got a laser from a friend of his, they had been slowly and carefully cutting pieces of the slab off, making it smaller and smaller.
Once they could cut no more without fear of hitting the body inside, they decided to chisel the rest away.
They had several scanners attached to it. Havas stood behind one of his coworkers as they got the data.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Positive. The readings are saying the tissue beneath the slab is still fresh, no signs of decay."
"Perfect. Must have been preserved like a bug in amber. Is the medical team ready?"
"Yes, once you get the body out they will immediately begin the dissection."
"Good, once we expose it to the atmosphere there is no telling how quickly it will decompose," Havas said.
The workers were slowly chiseling the slab, piece by piece, being careful to not harm the body inside.
Everyone knew Havas had been obsessing over the slab and would be furious if anything happened to the body inside.
Truth be told many did not like being near the slab.
There was something dark and foreboding about it.
One of the workers was gently hammering away at it, but then a crack appeared, just a small thing of no worry.
But then the crack grew, growing bigger and bigger and began to spread.
Just then all the computers began to go haywire.
"What is it?" Havas asked.
"I don't know, I am getting all these readings...but...this is impossible! I am detecting life!"
"What!" Havas yelled.
"The thing inside - it's alive!"
"That is impossible!"
People were gathering around the slab now, curious as to what was happening.
"Okay people, we need to-"
Before Havas could finish a black mist began to pour out of the cracks.
People began to back away, but then as if sensing movement, the mist struck like a snake. People screamed and tried to run but the mist moved with unnatural speed.
Those it touched fell to the ground, dead.
Havas was soon the only one left, he had no place to run to, the mist surrounded him.
He was backed against a wall. A tendril of mist slowly made its way to him.
"Please, no! Please God, no," he begged.
The tendril stopped. The mist slowly began to recede back into the slab.
The slab continued to break and fall to pieces.
A figure lay in the broken bits, wrapped in linen cloth like a mummy.
He took a deep dry gasp, like a person does when they have been holding their breath for a long time.
It sat up, dust and chunks of rock fell off him.
His hands went to his face and he took off the wrapping.
Dark hair fell down his face. The tips were a vivid red like freshly spilled blood. His eyes were blue with flecks of gold. He took deep long breaths, savoring the feel of air in his lungs.
He looked around, taking in his bearings.
His eyes fell on Havas and he felt his blood turn to ice with fear.
"Oh na? Qui not oh Yahweh? Oh ye ged'gem no Cheyarafim?" the man asked.
He stood up, he was tall, about six feet and he was very thin.
"I don't...I don't," Havas said.
Suddenly the thin man doubled over and Havas saw his back moving. Four black wings burst from his back, ripping the bandages off of his chest. Havas saw his skin was deathly pale.
"Kamt gu no fael reo?" the thin man asked.
"I don't understand what you are saying," Havas said.
The thin man walked up to Havas, staring down at him with cold pitiless eyes.
The thin man grabbed Havas face and forced his mouth open.
The dark mist seeped from the thin man's mouth and went into Havas'.
Havas could feel the dark power of the mist inside his mind, oozing into every thought and memory. It felt like some malignant tumor. It hurt! He felt like his head was about to explode!
The thin man opened his mouth and the mist escaped Havas' mouth and reentered the thin man's.
The thin man closed his eyes as Havas' memories and knowledge coursed through him, helping him learn about this modern time.
After the memories had been assimilated the thin man spoke in English.
"So, father has awoken," he said.
"Who are you?" Havas asked.
"The end."
The thin man turned and began to walk away. Havas slid down to the floor, his whole body shaking.
But then the thin man stopped and turned around pointing at Havas. The death mist shot out and before Havas could scream he was dead, his life-force drained by the thin man.
Before he left he made sure to start a fire, destroying any evidence he was ever there. He knew from Havas' memories Yahweh, or Adonai as he goes by now, was awake.
He could not know that Abreal was awake, by now he will have figured out it was Abreal that destroyed the Cheyarafim. He could not be found, not yet.
He had lots of work to do.

Fusedtwilight: Thats right! Abreal is back! If you think Bastion was bad, at least he was trying to keep humans safe. This guy just wants to kill everyone! So now the X-men are no more, what will happen to our heroes? Please review.
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