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Previously on X -Men... A mutant leader's assassination last year by

agent Henry Gyrick has spurred increased sympathy toward mutants. The team,

they'll always be family, but with the baby coming, maybe it's time to think of

a life beyond the X -Men?

How dumb like you get your hands on Sentinel technology.

You freak still think we wouldn't find a way to evolve too?

I know who we need to see to find Bolivar Trask.

The man who killed Charles Xavier.

Gyric warned me you were coming.

The last will and testament of Charles Francis Xavier.

Everything he built now belongs to me. My X -Men.

Workers have managed to unload all passengers save one in what has become a

Coney Island nightmare.

Any sudden moves and the wheel could come crashing down.

It's okay, honey. Come to me nice and easy.

Real slow.

Ladies and gentlemen, I... Art?

Is that who I think it is?

Saving humans?

But while it's too soon to tell how recent events will impact mutant -human

relations, one thing is clear to both humans and mutants. I don't get it,

Did the professor not trust me?

Maybe we're seeing this wrong.

Maybe he did this for us.

Across the globe, reports are flooding in mutants and humans aided and saved by

the former mutant terrorist who'd gone missing after failing to launch a mutant

rebellion following Charles Xavier's assassination last year. And we're

the international community is closely monitoring the situation, with some

demanding this unlikely savior answer for his past crimes.

This is our home, you pig.

It's all we have left. All you dogs left us.

You think regular folks can sleep knowing you demons are down here

Please, don't hurt Leech.

The death you knew long ago.

Even denying these outcasts the indignity of your waste.

Electricity and magnetism are intimately acquainted.

How important for you that I am the master of magnetism.

Dirty mutants! You give a ton of them to me!

You're him!

You're... Magneto.

And I promise you, child, you shall never be afraid again.

What was the professor thinking?

The only safe and sure way to destroy your enemy is to make him your friend.

Mark Twain.

Beast isn't wrong.

The professor had a plan. Seen a lot of futures, but Magneto leading the X -Men.

That's a new one.

Maybe we go change it back, huh?

Look, plenty of us at this table have passed so dirty they don't squeak no

matter how much spit you got. Maybe we should take a page from the professor's

playbook and give Eric a second shot.

I have arranged for the Morlocks to travel to the mutant nation of Genosha.

It saddens me that none of you, nor Xavier himself, thought to use his

considerable finances to do the same.

But this is one of many mutant matters on which we can and will

improve, my X -Men.

Guess we can assume those jerks in the sewer are... Alive, but not unharmed.

The tragic fact that I did not consign those sapiens to the waste bin of

is proof of my desire to honor Charles Xavier's dream of mutant human

coexistence. Okay, prove it. Let Gene scan your mind. See your

real plans.

Scott, no.

What? You did it with Gyrick. I accessed Gyrick's mind for information.

Using my powers to assess honesty is another matter.

Even if I sensed Magneto's intentions were sincere, that's today, this hour,

this minute.

We check every minute of every day. I was under the welcome impression that

and Mrs. Summers were leaving us.

Not a chance.

I'm keeping an eye on you. Scott, read the will again.

Like it or not, this is what the professor wanted.

Please. My intentions here were not to cause drama or discord.

You must understand, you have been our fiercest foe for years. A desire for you

to prove yourself is only natural.

And Storm, you are the closest thing to a goddess as we will ever see. So,

I do not lightly deny your request and demand your trust instead.

Xavier wanted this. Maybe he was wrong.

After all our tete -a -tetes, you have finally realized what I did ages ago.

Even Charles Xavier can make a mistake.

Haven't worn this old thing since that battle in the blue area of the moon.

I was possessed by a malevolent cosmic entity intent on consuming all of

existence. But there was Scott, fighting by my side.

You are afraid that he will no longer leave now that Magneto has taken charge.

Can I tell you something?

I need to tell you something, and I need you not to judge me too harshly.

Or tell Scott.

You have my word, Jean.

There are times when I think about the baby, his future, and I... If he's a

mutant, how do I tell him he's different?

That the world will remind him of it every day.

That he must always be careful, always be on guard, or else... You wish him to

be born human.

I have wondered what it would be like to be human.

It is a tempting daydream.

But then I remember how my mutant gifts brought me to this mansion.

To this family.

To a sister.

Thank you, Storm.

Just ever since I was in Gyrick's mind, I'm... Can't shake this feeling that

something terrible is coming.

Boy, do I sound like a fool.

No, Jean.

You sound like a mother.

Well, your little pep talk went about as smooth as a dozen cats in a yarn store.

I wish to be alone, Rogue.

Giving me the heebie -jeebies, pouting with that old bucket of yours.

Back when we were friends, I would always sense Charles in my mind.

Not invading, more a presence.

I was in his thoughts and he in mine.

When we parted ways, I told myself I needed this to protect myself from his

psychic powers.

But you were worried if you still felt how much he loved you, you wouldn't be

able to go through with your crusade.

And yet, here you are, dragged in like a kitty cat's prize.

Xavier's sacrifice brought about a world more tolerant towards mutants.

I am indebted to honor his last wish, even if his X -Men won't trust me.

Perhaps they're right not to.

My past is too littered with error.

Mine was too, remember?

But the X -Men still took me in.

The thing is...

I didn't go about demanding their trust.

I earned it.

I feared you would do your best to avoid being alone with me, Rogue.

Do you think your team would still trust you if they knew?

That was a long time ago, Eric. And that cat's got to stay in its bag. You hear

me?

Ready yourselves, my X -Men.

We don't lose our cool when the good guys show up.

You were saying?

We're here for Magneto.

Think twice. Our rifles are resistant to your electromagnetic powers.

I should have thought twice.

Magneto, by order of the UN Commission on Superhuman Activities, I hereby place

you under arrest for crimes against humanity.

You will stand trial at the UN headquarters.

Should I successfully vindicate myself in what I will generously assume is a

fair trial, will I earn your trust?

That is how due process works.

Then...

I

yield.

guilt beyond any doubt and offer a preview of the zeal with which he would

resume his quest to dominate this planet should he be exonerated today.

Justice is overdue.

Any updates?

Cooper's listing every nasty step Magneto's taken from here to Asteroid M.

Folks outside are pissed he's even getting a trial.

Can't say I blame him. Have you seen Scott?

Oh, he's there with the others making sure Magneto doesn't pull one of his

stunts. Oh, he didn't tell me.

A lot of that going around lately.

People will look back on today and say it was the beginning of a new age.

The day mankind made Magneto pay.

Folks out there want the UN's head just as much as his.

Stir the pot, boys, and keep them distracted.

I'll only have one shot.

The defendants may now speak.

As a boy, my people's homes were burned to ash because we dared to call God by

another name.

Then my people hunted me with those who had once hunted them. I was a

freak, born a mutant, an abomination to their misnamed gods.

In history's sad song, there is a refrain.

Believe differently.

Love differently.

Be of different sex or skin and be punished. We sing this song to one

The oppressed become oppressors.

Xavier knew this and dreamed we could change, find harmony, a future where

human and mutant could relinquish the past and finally... You

claim justice is overdue. Indeed.

But so is healing. Your words, while kind, do nothing to heal those hurt by

crime. And your soundbite indignation will not heal mutant wounds.

You build robots to hunt us, collars to chain our power.

Humanity must protect itself.

Protection? That is extermination. I have only ever acted to avenge crimes

against my people, as you act.

To avenge those against yours today. If that were the case, are we truly to

believe then that in the face of what you consider to be extermination, you

would walk Charles Xavier's path?

Not the worst thing that don't go Magneto's way, don't you think?

They've broken through the barrier.

I can't hold them back.

Deploy smoke!

Deploy smoke!

Protester's a breach in the perimeter.

They must want Magneto. And the judges, ma 'am. What in the blazes did we do?

You gave a monster a trial.

Now you are traitors to your kind.

Oh, to play by the rules, and still they come for you.

Storm, watch Magneto and the judges.

The rest of us will back up the guards in the lobby.

Our goal is de -escalation.

Jane, gotta get into the city.

Crowds lost their blasted minds.

Logan!

He's... He's here!

Attack it!

Almost there.

Almost there.

No more mutants!

Rope, secure the perimeter outside.

This way to the crater!

I am unable to ascertain the nature of the weapon on his back, but his armor is

constructed from an energy -resistant titanium -laced alloy.

You got a name?

Executioner. Here to make 13 freaks like Magneto pay for their crime.

Hurt my friend? Well, now you answer to me.

Humanity answers to no one.

Know what I hate about your kind?

You act like you got it so bad.

Normal people have it hard, too.

Harder. We just have the dignity not to whine about it. You see? It's the

whining. I hate your whining.

Just as much as I hate you.

Scott, hurry.

Jean, you're in pain.

The baby's coming, Scott.

Storm, Jean's in labor. Morph's here, but they're losing the line.

Rogue. Fly Cyclops to Jean immediately.

Magneto and I will protect the judges.

Be careful, Storm.

It's still Magneto.

Circumstances do not offer us a choice.

I need your men stationed at every door. I want those in the lobby to assist the

other X -Men.

You, and call her Magneto. You!

Well, now, who does she think she is? Do not think. Be silent. Heed my commands

and you shall survive.

You mean, don't do mutant births. You people can lose control of your powers.

And if she needs a C -section... I'll show you a C -section.

Jean.

Darling, I'm here.

This doctor won't deliver our baby.

Rogue, can you use your powers to siphon his medical expertise?

Excuse me?

Do what?

Cyclops, if I slip and touch your baby, my powers... Rogue, I trust you.

We both do. Enough!

You all need to... Sorry, sugar.

Prep an IV and get this lady to a room.

Go, go, go!

Magneto!

Be animals and behave!

Let us see how their morbid manners fare against the shock of good conduct!

The breeze is gone. I cannot feel it. Nor the moisture.

Nor the air.

What has he done to me?

Magneto, this was not what we wanted.

Lies. This is your dream.

My kindness laid before you, powerless and afraid. All the X -Men have done

is use their awesome power to protect a world that hates and fears them.

Behold the reward.

What must we do to be good enough?

Is this the High Road's destination?

If so, I say as I have too many times before, never again.

oh dear

ingrate, sycophant worm.

So small I could smite you with a step.

There was a time I would smite you all for what was done to Storm.

But today, I have saved you from your own. For an old friend has challenged me

to remember this view of Earth.

How vast it is versus how small we make it.

Charles Xavier entrusted me with his dream, and it does not ask you to love

embrace my kind as your own, but merely to accept that this is

a shared world with a common future, and that my kind, like yours, have the

right to live in it.

I am trying to be better.

He has your eyes.

Well, doesn't he need a name?

I was thinking Nathan.

Yeah, that's my boy, Nathan Summers.

Nathan Charles Summers.

The United Nations stunned the world this week when it issued a pardon for

Magneto, due in no small part to the former mutant terrorist... efforts in

saving the tribunal and quelling the insurrection.

In another gesture of goodwill in our efforts to improve relations with our

mutant brethren, we will begin talks to admit the mutant nation of Genosha into

the United Nations.

Poison? Dark roast.

Genosha, a UN nation.

Never thought I'd see the day. I hear you and Gene have begun to make

arrangements to leave.

Does this mean you trust me to carry on Xavier's dream?

The professor trusted you, and I trust him.

I guess that'll have to be enough.

If I may offer advice, Scott.

Be wary.

Be vigilant.

Tragedy lures with fortune first.

This was a good week for our people.

Yet it was not without cost.

Inhibitor collars use radiation to temporarily neutralize our mutant

The executioner's laser rifle fired a concentrated dose of that same

It affects genetics on a cellular level, suppressing a mutant's abilities

without the need for a collar itself.

Ororo.

How long?

Additional tests will be needed before... Hank, please.

How long?

The effects appear permanent.

We'll fix this.

Scott and I aren't going anywhere, okay? Not until you're well again.

We need to contact New Orleans.

Jean, my sister, you of all the X -Men know the heartbreak of saying goodbye,

having said it so many times. So I ask that you help the others understand why

could not stay to say it this day.

My faith in your family's future is strong, and I cannot rob you of a bond

have more than earned.

It is human nature to crave connection, as it is also mutant nature to

be heard.

Seen? To feel another soul finally seeing yours?

Connection is a fragile treasure.

One we sacrifice so much to maintain.

Only to then sometimes watch it break in a blink that changes your

life for... Ever.

We are no longer connected, Jean.

And now we walk in two very different worlds.

But trust that I will cherish what we shared as X -Men.

Memories that already feel like a lifetime ago.

Like another woman's life.

Or another person's dream.

Muff.

Ororo.

If only I hadn't left the UN. I could have... You did what you had to,

Storm did the same.

And we will respect her decision.

That's so.

The blast had your name on it. Should be you leaving Mona me.

Adam Payette.

Not one minute. Storm will spend a day schlepping it with the basic folk and

come right home, happy as a... Ha! What did I say?

You're back!

Dean? I need the X -Men.