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A new way of life is beginning for
mutant kind, Mr. Worthington.

Free of the pain caused by your mutancy.

I can't thank you enough, Dr. Adler.
Your cure will give me what I've always

wanted. The chance to be an ordinary
human being.

Not a mutant.

Not a freak.

It was your funding that made the
transformation process possible.

It is only fitting that you should be
the first to undergo the treatment.

I caution you, there may be some
discomfort at first.

Whatever it takes, Doctor. Make me
another man.

You will be surprised at just how new.

See?

The transformation begins.

Excellent. You served me well, Missy.
Such loyalty will be

rewarded. And the rest will be my
slaves.

Increase the power.

I want to hear the cries of the future
being born.

I've been waiting a month.

I want my cure.

We all do, sweetie.

Sit down.

Can't a girl have a cup of coffee in
peace?

They haven't learned how to live at ease
with their mutant powers, so they're

frustrated. Some lash out, while some
have turned inwards, letting their

bitterness consume them. But they all
feel dissatisfied with themselves.

And alone.

You've given us a place where we belong,
Professor.

Just take the hard -headed ones longer
to realize it. Forget about it, Rogue.

We've all had a hard time accepting who
we are. Cured!

I'm cured!

See? My wings are gone.

Dr. Adler's treatment works.

I'm not a mutant anymore.

You don't have to be mutant.

You don't have to be hated.

You can be cured.

We're mutants.

That's what we are.

There's nothing wrong with us that needs
to be cured.

Look me in the eye and tell me that.

It'll be my pleasure.

Cyclops, no.

It's not our place to tell other mutants
what to do.

If Adler can really change mutants into
ordinary humans, then each of us will

have to look into his own heart and
decide.

You won't be laughed at or feared
anymore.

You'll be like everybody else.

It's time we headed home.

Who wants to be normal?

Hey, take me next.

Me.

You're me.

Mystique impersonation. Very well, Mr.
Worthington.

Worthington is no more.

Now there is only Archangel.

Let the world beware.

The old world passes away.

Together, we shall forge a new one in
fire and blood.

The future is transformed.

I am the instrument to purify the world.
The

evil of humans.

And my greatest creation, death,

the witch.

Looks like you're behind the old eight
ball game and I'm about to think it you

not win the game yet share Could be you
need incentive

How about the winner get a kiss from the
loser?

That's not funny. What do you want to
end up in a coma?

You can drain my energy anytime, Chef.

Gambit has plenty.

Observe.

First, we charge the cue.

Don't let Gambit get to you, Rogue.

I'd like to wipe that smirk off his
face.

Serve him right if I did give that
lowlife a kiss.

Maybe, Mr. Gambit, I'm not as good as he
thinks he is.

Looks like you nicked the table, Gambit.

Gambit, the term wreck room does not
mean that you must wreck it.

Storm makes jokes now.

What next?

Votes are high as leaders from around
the world meet in Paris this week for

conventional weapons disarmament talks.

But much tough negotiation lies ahead.

Wait. Here's the conference chairman
now.

Good day.

The leaders of the world recognize the
desire of people everywhere for peace.

But we must proceed carefully.

Can we disarm when mutants walk among
us?

Many questions must be answered if we
are to ensure a secure future for

humankind.

Wait for the future like a herd of
sheep.

I'll give you the future right now.

I'm not sure what's happening, but it
appears that a mutant terrorist is

disrupting the peace conference.

Storm, what's happening? Trouble at the
world peace conference.

Stop that mutant.

and afraid to be smashed.

Show them!

Looks more like a World War conference.

We must tell Xavier.

You can't run from a few mutants.

I am Apocalypse.

Look upon the future and tremble.

The army is counterattacking.

War!

Archangel!

Destroy the inheritance!

No one can save you from the touch of
pestilence.

No!

All who oppose me shall

be cursed.

This is what I feared the most.

A powerful mutant driven completely mad
by his powers.

This isn't like Magneto or the
conspirators who produced the fentanyl.

They could be appealed to, reasoned
with.

We have to stop Apocalypse now, or there
will be no future.

For anyone.

Why can't I go with them, Professor?

They'll need all the help they can get.

I have another mission for you.

I recognize the mutants with Apocalypse.

They were all on Muir Island, hoping for
Dr. Adler's cure.

But one interests me more than the
others.

This is the mutant who claimed that Dr.
Adler had cured him.

I want you to return to Muir Island.

Dr. Adler's cure could hold the key to
defeating this madman.

On my way, Professor.

If there's something fishy going on up
there, I'll find it.

Each generation has cried out for a new
world.

But has built the same old one, corrupt
and weak.

But the new world shall come to pass.

I will purge the earth of these
benighted humans.

Take the food from their mouths.

No! Please.

Food. Help.

Please. Please help.

Turn their weapons against them.

War shall be their destruction.

They shall be purified with fire and
water.

I never thought I'd see this place
again.

Hmm. Looks like the doc's doing a little
remodeling.

What a pleasure it is to see you again,
my dear.

You thinking about putting in a
skylight, Doc?

Experiments sometimes have unforeseen
results.

It's your results I'm interested in. I
discuss my treatment with no one.

You discuss it with me, Doc.

What are you doing?

No! Doc!

What did your cure do to those mutants?
What would it have done to me?

tell you?

Well, looks like we got another mutant
ready for the cure.

There is no cure.

Apocalypse uses the treatment to turn
mutants into his slaves.

It makes them hate everyone, humans and
mutants.

Like Apocalypse does. He wants to
destroy everything.

I had to help him. He would have killed
me. He has a secret command center

buried under Stonehenge in England.

Old Apocalypse won't like that you
helped me. You better find some place to

hide.

Who's gonna tell him?

Hey!

We

needed

that machine.

It might be the only way to change those
mutants back.

No one can stop...

bruise them while i save their lives
incoming

we can't let her touch them

humanity again.

and take a joke.

Feel the horror of war.

Thanks,

Cajun. I think.

They are getting away.

And they'll lead us to Apocalypse.

That snake's a hiding under. Come on,
big boy.

Where's your hot palate?

You had your chance to be the first of
my creatures. The first to serve my

will. Dang it, I missed it.

Weak and foolish mutant.

You are corrupted by those who want
peace.

You cannot oppose me.

Your color, like all the others, must be

exterminated. The professor was right.

You are crazy.

Apocalypse, a band of mutants has
defeated us.

We are not worthy.

No.

My creatures cannot be defeated.

cannot be defeated.

We beg to differ.

I've got to slow these folks down.

It is time to welcome death, X -Men!

Let's see if I can improve your
disposition.

No!

You are not fit.

You are not worthy.

I wanted to be normal, but all I did was
prove that I'm capable of terrible

evil.

It wasn't your fault.

I wanted to deny myself, too, for a
time.

That could have been me helping that
madman.

Don't worry.

I took the evil away when I touched you.

It's a part of me now.

I just hope you're strong enough to
control it.

I wasn't.