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Blue over blue, with a fleck of brown between. Seraph tore through the skies of the North Atlantic, the northeast section of north America just now coming in to view. There was so much he wanted to see, to say, to do, and yet no time to do it in. This merging of worlds simply had to be one of the signs of the coming endtime, though he could not recall any Scriptural reference to such an event.

Perhaps the Most High was merely setting the stage.

The winds drowned out much of Plasma's voice, but it enough came through for Seraph to get the gist of it.

"Plasma, this is Seraph. I'm inbound from Jerusalem, over the North Atlantic, Coming up on what appears to be St. John's, Newfoundland. ETA to Salem Center, thirty minutes.

Thomas... Jerusalem is gone. My home is no more. I would suggest you treat me as... how does the American saying go?... as you would a loaded gun. Do not point me at something unless you wish to see it destroyed."

Sitting there, crying, reminiscing of his painful past, the announcement rang loudly against his ears. It quickly yanked him from his past, from the earth in his old child hood home, placing him on the cold hard floor of the watch tower. Quickly, he got up to his feet and rushed to his room. This mission would be just what he needed.

Already his mind had finished with his wounds, and had returned to its busy work run mind. If there were truly this many mutants attacking, he would have a great chance to get in some research. Of course he didn’t plan to fight, he wanted to stand back and watch what would happen. It was what he did best. He didn’t need a weapon, if he got in trouble he was inclined to just leave through the first reflective surface that he could find. It was how he had always done, and one cant mess with perfection.

After several a short while, he was on earth in front of the disarrayed mansion, he had once visited in his younger years. He saw a small bird flying around. With all the destruction and warped affairs that had taken on to the area, he knew that a small bird would not be flying around unless its mind too had been warped and twisted.

As he watched, the bird started to fly lower to the ground, and Max followed it, until it lead to the orginal members of the team that had called for the message. Gripping his bag tightly, Max slid down the small cliff that had been uprooted, during what ever it was that had occurred, and made his way down to the small group in time to hear the results of the scouting.

Max didn’t say anything at fist but he walked over and hid his bag and computer off to the side of a bush. He would not be able to carry it about. He knew that he could make it easier for the group to sneak around and help the x-men that were trapped with in. All he needed to find was a nearby mirror, or window, or some other large piece of glass.

“Hello, I heard you needed some help, so I came as fast as I could. It really looks nasty out here. I haven’t seen any of this desolation in person. Its really bad. The reports don’t do it any justice.” At that moment, as if the fates had wove a perfect scenario for the small group, there was a loud explosion and something launched its way from the institute.

A large beam of light crashed through the wall, then something followed. A large mirror was flying to the left of Max. He cringed as he watched it l and in the bush, protecting its surface from shattering, but the unsettling crunch of his computer was what had him worried. He was not happy at all to find out about this.

He walked over to the newly launched item and flipped it over. Other than a small crack running around the top corner, and a few scratches, the mirror was in working order. Max dragged it over to the ledge he slip down. “We can sneak in through this, I can open a gate way from here to the inside. Just give me a minuet to find one that is far enough from the action we wont be seen.”

Max stared into the mirror. His eyes seeming to gain a reflective property to them as he walked over to it and touched. Immediately his reflection ran off the side, and returned a few seconds later. Touching the mirror once again, his reflection leaped into its proper pose and poise. “We can get in, we will end up in one of the basement layers. We will have to find a way up the stairs, and we should be able to get in from there.”

Max waved his hand over the mirror once more. The reflection changed again, turning into a dark unlit room. Most importantly it was untouched. Max turned and smiled to the group and passed through the mirror, keeping it open for the other to get through.

He didn’t wait for them all, he was able to hold it open for a small amount of time as long as he was close to it. He took off down the hall an dup the stairs. He had to get a close look at all these people he had only heard of. He was following the thunderous sounds, and burning scents.

He was on the main floor, creeping along the hall. He heard a voice coming, and he quickly darted into one of the vacant rooms. It was demolished. It was covered in splintered wood and desks. He leaned against the door hearing the two that were talking. He wasn’t sure who they were, but it sounded like a man and a woman. He couldn’t hear everything, but he was making out muffled sounds through the back ground.

“…. found it.”

“…. office…. Paper….”

“….forge….. Us….Dani…”

Then he heard another voice, this time it was mystiques. He recognized it right away. He was able to follow her voice completely.

“Good now lets get this back, and get it to Germany right away. This chaos could not have come at a better time.” The group seemed to walk away after this.

Max remained leaning against the door, wondering what he had just heard.

Germany, why is that so familiar. And Dani, I feel I should know something here. But what. Daniel! Germany! He’s alive, and he’s in trouble! I have to find out what it is. What did they want to take him. I cant believe he is alive. This is unreal.

Max took out his communicator and sent out a signal to the group. “I think the attack was to get something. I over heard mystique talking to someone. They are taking what ever it is to what ever is left of Germany. I have to go, I cant explain why, but I have to go. If there is anybody who wishes to come along… I have to hurry. I don’t have time to sit and talk like this.”

Nodding to Toothpick, Mind Freak jaunted over to the hanger and hitched a ride with an out going Superhero squad on their way to the UN building, in hopes of keeping WWIII from happening.

Using Forellen as the general target, Mind Freak was dropped off next to her by a fellow hero in route to another target. Landing with a gracefull tuck and roll, he stands up next to her and smiles. "Hope you don't mind an intteruption, but I have been told that some Mansion is under attack and it needs our help. I'll lend a hand however possible... Forellen," he said after searching his memory for her name.

And with a smile, Shane tossed his left hand to Forelle to use as a joke. He followed it up with, "SO, can you give me the skinny on what is happening? And who we are facing? I don't know any of these people, but then agian, they don't know me either. I can't wait to teach them I am invunerable and can shoot lightning out of my eyes, oh and fly too!"

"Well, it's nice of Reed to not send us any back up," Ceres muttered as the sound of people dissolving in came behind them in the woods. Ms. Marvel, Quicksilver, the Huntress, Zatanna, and the Flash all appeared with them. It was a consolation that some of the strongest were now on their side.

"Thanks for coming," Ceres nodded.

"You helped us clean up our universe, it's only right. What good is us all forming a team if we don't actually act as one," the Huntress said and looked at the surroundings.

Ceres went through a run down of their adversaries stressing that some of them were the best and brightest of mutant enemies. Just then, Plasma's communication seemed to come in, "Plasma, can you lock into our coordinates? We're about one mile out from that battle zone. The man to take down first is Magneto, he's the guy with the white hair controlling magnetism."

Nodding to the rest of the team, they charged in. Those who could fly took the aerial approach. Ceres decided that she and David would provide the decoy and storm the gates. As they moved closer to the mansion grounds, she mustered up a huge charge of energy from the earth... combined with David's TK power, they slammed a large hole through the wall at the mansion. The Flash and Quicksilver moved through it as the dust was settling so their presence was almost undetected.

"Honey! We're home!" Ceres saw Sabretooth and Avalanche now coming onto her position. They turned from their assault on the mansion. Cake... She thought. She'd taken down bigger.

This was not an unfamiliar battle. The story often seemed so much the same. But that was the role they play, isn't it? They were heroes and their sole job was to stop the men who were doing things they shouldn't be... especially the one who had stirred and earth quake so hard that it took her clear off her feet. Ceres didn't have time to react. She made no sound, though, as her feet were taken out of under her and she was flying back towards the melee in the center of the Xavier Institute gardens.

Steadying herself with air currents she pushed back at the Earth towards Avalanche. This took him off his feat. Pulling deep down into the energies of the Earth, she slammed it into the armor covering the earth rocking man. Of course it wasn't going to be that easy. She started to feel the magnetic forces around them being to change. The little metal on her uniform started to rattle. Magneto....

"Your little rag tag group is not going to stop this alliance. The X-Men are dead, give it up. It is time for a new race to take over this planet...."

Ceres rolled her eyes as she started to create a barrier around herself with the powers of th earth. It started to minimize the effect of Magneto's power, but not entirely. He was a stronger mutant than she... at least at this stage in her career. Looking for the closest items near her without any metal content, she swept her hands out near some trees. Pushing and pulling the earth around them, she loosened their roots and pushed up an air current under them. Yanking her arm back towards her body, she brought the tree forward catching up Magneto, Sabretooth, and Avalanche.

That would only be a minor distraction. Ceres motioned to their team of heroes to move into the Xavier Institute to form a barrier to push the enemies out of the building. She knew her place was here standing ground on the outside.