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Thank you.

Gotta clear some trash.

Surrender or be.

What a shame. Now we can't surrender.

No!

That was close.

I used to take those tin cans out in half the time.

Must be getting rusty.

I'll see.

Tracker!

Scratch three rebels.

Awake already, sleeping beauty?

You heal up pretty

fast, one old guy.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?

Good try, rebel.

But you're heading to a mutant termination center.

And the settlers there don't care who you know. Why can't you rebels stop

attacking those bucketheads?

All it gets you is termination.

Wake up, Rutten.

Sentinels want to kill all mutants. Just you rebels, old man. They treat the

rest of us just fine.

I .D.

Tracker, Bishop, three recovery.

So where's my money?

Tracker, Bishop, recovery quota reached.

Tracker, Bishop, no longer needed.

What do you mean?

Terminate them all.

So, what do you think of their new retirement policy, rookie?

Shut up, old man.

Legendary X -Men.

Do not delay, mutant.

Move, Rocky! This ain't no dress rehearsal.

Watch the material.

Thanks,

kid. The name's Bishop.

Now what?

The party's over.

Someone invited Nimrod.

Wolverine, go!

The mission!

Yeah, yeah. I'm going.

I'm going.

Wolverine. This is Bishop. He's with me.

Bishop, say hello to Forge.

We must hurry.

Yeah, right.

You are injured.

Oh, me?

You rebels have a working time portal?

Got the, uh, transponder? The temporal transceiver.

It maintains you in time.

The transceiver should get you where you need to go. Take care.

Without it, you'll crash back to our time.

Where exactly is that?

Or make that when?

The 90s. Why then?

The assassination.

We rebels have a theory.

If the assassination of the 90s never occurred... Then none of this misery

have happened?

None of the sentinels, none of the camps, none of the terminations?

As stated, it is only a theory.

Make sure he takes it out after I go. I don't want anyone or anything following

me. But how are you planning to get back?

I'm not.

Save some egg -sucking big shot. And suddenly everybody loves each other?

right. You got any better ideas?

We're listening.

You figured out a way to stop that assassination?

Yeah.

By stopping the assassin.

But that means you're going after... I know who I'm going after.

You really think you'll be able to pull the trigger? Out of my way.

Sentinels. Sooner than anticipated.

I'd love to stay, but I've got an assassination to stop. No, you don't.

I'm going.

You couldn't handle me, old man. You'll never handle an X -Man.

The bishop is right, and his youth is an asset.

You mean I'm too old?

With the transceiver, he'll have all the information he needs.

I'm gonna remember this, rookie.

Go in peace.

Big surprise. The portal didn't work.

Should have just taken the subway.

Children? On the street?

In daylight?

Let's get out of here.

It did work.

What year is this? Why am I here?

I can't remember.

Think. Think.

Think!

Monday, the 11th, 19... Man, I did go back in time.

But to do what?

Professor Charles Xavier delivered speech on recent mutant persecution.

I'm here to find... Xavier?

I figured you read this one already, but the cover looked pretty good.

Thomas Wolfe, an old favorite.

I thank you.

Beastie is easy to shop for, no?

Just buy the books with the most dust on them.

Beast, really?

How you doing in here?

Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.

You're right. These days they use concrete and titanium.

Please, Gambit, I must see this through to the end. My way.

Forty -odd game of solitaries, though.

Though I can't see how you can stand it in here.

In fact, I'm getting out of here.

Gambit, though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry.

Rogue, I'll be outside.

What got stuck in Gambit's craw?

Everyone has his or her own demons to battle.

It would appear our friend Gambit...

may have encountered some in prison before.

The legends live.

The X -Men.

The unstoppable.

Why can't I remember?

Come on, let's play your new cartridge.

Assassin!

Cartridge?

Assassin?

What assassin?

What am I supposed to do about an assassin?

Take target.

Target. Target.

Out. Take out.

Take out.

Assassin? The X -Men?

Oh, man.

The X -Men are the assassins.

And I've come back to stop them.

Security check. Everything clear.

Whoa, wait a sec.

Creepy looking dude in sector G.

For the future.

I must stop you all.

For the future.

Okay, you.

You're out of here.

this rookie Wolverine it's me don't come on

stop stop it Wolverine killing him won't answer any of my questions

but I have to stop you don't you understand Wolverine it's the only way

us all the guy's nuts Cyclops check everyone for injuries then meet in the

room I think we'll need Cerebro's help with it this arm thingy is way weird. I

can't figure out how to cross -patch it.

Anything? Wherever he's from.

If this is the next new weapon, we're in big trouble.

Be glad it was unstunned. The blast potential in just one of these

reads right off the scale.

It's like nothing I've ever seen before.

It's gotta be a setup. We've got this thing hooked up.

Are you ready for me to try to help you, Bishop? Do I have a choice?

I'm getting a jumble of images.

Dark. Frightening.

What are we supposed to be seeing here?

I think it is the future.

This guy's a faker. I can sense his feelings.

They seem genuine.

What? At least I don't lose my hair.

I have seen the future. We have failed.

All is lost.

How can it be?

A world condemned to darkness.

And it's all our fault.

You can't mean you believe this guy's really from the future.

It's some kind of trap.

I know what I saw.

The Flake tried to kill us.

And you're willing to buy his half -baked story about some terrible future?

But what about this way -weird weapon?

Are any of you listening?

The Terminator here claims that an assassination's gonna take place that's

ruin the world. And one of us X -Men is the trigger.

What's going on? Someone in the future's stealing your car?

Someone or something has come back through the time portal.

Jet, please.

Time portal, give me a break.

This is not open for discussion.

Cyclops, let him loose.

You're in charge of the team.

We have to help Bishop piece together his mission.

I don't want their help.

Don't forget why I'm here.

You think I'm letting you out of my sight? You're even crazier than I

This thing shows something glowing.

Looks kind of like a door.

Residual energy from the portal. Temporal displacement definitely took

Oh, yeah.

I thought I felt a shift in the planet's alignment there.

Uh, so who came through?

Not who.

What?

It's Nimrod!

You mean that itty -bitty soup can? Give me five seconds.

A new Sentinel? From my time, from the future.

Help! Storm's claustrophobic.

Nimrod can sense it.

Back off, jerk.

What can we do?

It's impervious to our weapons.

It has not yet felt the force of the elements.

Hail!

Fill the skies with rocks of ice.

Increase the cold. Maybe we can crack the superstructure.

From the ends of the earth, send limitless cold upon it.

We did it.

No. It's only restructuring. We only got a few seconds.

What happened to him? I took out his temporal transceiver.

It's what keeps me here now that I am here.

Anything happens to this, I'll rip back through time.

Just like what happened to Nimrod? Oh, man.

I believe him now.

Great.

Then I want you to tell me one thing.

Which one of us is the assassin?

I don't remember.

It could be any of you.

It couldn't be Jean.

Of course it could.

I've had my dark days.

Or have you forgotten?

But Jean... It could be any one of us.

We all have dark sides to our souls.

Speak for yourself, lady.

The only person I'm interested in taking out is our man Bishop here.

If he's lying to us.

My, my.

Don't y 'all look serious.

And we've got company, too.

What's up?

Everyone can relax.

Gambit has returned.

You!

You're the reason I've come back.

Mon ami, there's been maybe a small mistake.

Traitor! Your future ends now!