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Good evening. The sudden resurgence

in anti-mutant activity continued today.

Across the state, police were again brought in

fo escort mutant students to class.

Any show of sympathy for the mutants is risky,

as this amateur video shows.

Meanwhile, anti-mutant spokesman, Graydon Creed,

was brought from seclusion to testify before Congress.

While I deny any involvement in these actions,

patriotic human beings everywhere support vigilant efforts

to remove the mutant blight!

-No more mutants! -No more mutants!

Mr. Creed, if these outbursts continue, I will hold you in contempt!

The feeling, madam, is mutual.

This meeting of the Friends of Humanity High Command

is called to order.

First, let us warmly welcome back our founder, Graydon Creed.

Thank you. Now that I am back,

I'm ready to resume my position as your commander.

You? Who've been drooling in your tin cup for a year?

Who nearly destroyed us?

-The council rules here now! -This is treason!

The Friends of Humanity is my creation!

You lied about your mutant parentage.

You brought the stain of Sabretooth into our lives!

That name! Every night in the hospital, I'd lie in bed,

I'd see that face in the darkness, that awful...

Isn't my shame punishment enough?

What do I need to do to show you that I am still one of you?

Qur research shows

that the corruption of your blood does not end with Sabretooth.

Read it.

No! No! It isn't true!

Oh, but it is.

Your family tree bears much poisonous mutant fruit.

Wait! If I prove my loyalty...

What if I deliver these freaks, these mutant abominations to you?

-We could eliminate them all! -Go on.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

CHILDREN: Trick or treat!

Okay, I choose trick!

(ALL GASPING)

(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

(CHUCKLING)

Oh, nice. Beast won't appreciate you using his face to give them nightmares.

Isn't that what Halloween's all about?

No, it's about getting people to give you lots of candy,

and then trying to eat it all in one night.

What's bugging you?

Every year, it's the same.

Bunch of brats run around dressed like monsters and mutants.

Everybody says, "How cute."

Then next day, they get to go back to normal.

Where do we go?

Hey, lighten up, grump.

(GROWLING)

No wonder everybody else got smart and took the night off.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Uh... What do you say I answer this time?

Midget monsters. Dime store demons. You ask me, the whole thing's sick.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Happy...

(JUBILEE SCREAMS)

WOLVERINE: Come on, how scary can a bunch of kids be?

Nightcrawler!

Wolverine! Please, I need your help.

NIGHTCRAWLER: I received a letter at the monastery.

It says that if I do not come, they will hurt my mother.

Who would do such a thing?

-Who's "they?" -l have no idea. It is not signed.

Have you called your mother at the circus?

No. No, not that mother.

The Wagners who own the circus, my adoptive parents, are fine.

The letter is from my birth mother.

I thought your mum ditched you when you were a baby.

How do you know this is legit?

The handwriting in the letter matches the one she left for me long ago.

"Come alone or the consequences could be fatal."

Do you know of anybody who'd want to hurt her?

Of course not. I didn't even know she was still alive.

She may not be.

I don't know what to do. I am overwhelmed.

You X-Men are experienced with such things.

ROGUE: Well, you've come to the right place, honey.

Yeah, we've tangled with just about every jerk around.

Somebody's gone to a lot of trouble to track you down.

And use your mum to get to you.

Who'd have his pants in a twist over a blue-faced monk?

I do not know.

But if my mother is in danger, I must help her.

Either way, pal, we're tagging along.

But the letter said I must go alone.

Oh, you'll look alone, but you won't be alone.

Now let's get going.

I just realized. Kurt looks a lot like Beast.

I wonder if they're related?

Ha! Girl, that's about as likely as Nightcrawler and me being kin!

-Can I talk to you a second? -Of course, Fréaulein.

Rogue says the things you said to Wolverine meant a lot to him.

Our time together meant a great deal to both of us.

There's something I need to ask you.

I don't know who my parents are either.

I was never really adopted like you.

One family would have me for a while, then they'd get tired of me

and I'd get put somewhere else.

You know, I used to feel like I didn't belong anywhere.

We all feel like that sometimes. Friends can help.

But in our times of loneliness,

we forget that we are all part of a greater family,

a family of God.

All other comfort is fleeting. Only God endures.

That all sounds so nice.

But what if this is your mom? What'll you say?

I mean, she dumped you when you were a baby!

-Aren't you mad? -l suppose I am.

But every day, I pray for the lord to forgive my sins

and to forgive the sins of others.

Even those who have done harm to me.

I... I don't think I could do that.

That is why I look to God for help, because we cannot do it by ourselves.

He can give you the strength to forgive.

JUBILEE: Whoo! This religion stuff is intense.

WOLVERINE: This is looking way too easy.

(WOLVERINE SNIFFING)

-l smell a rat. -l shouldn't have brought you.

If they see you, they might hurt my mother.

-l must go in alone. -Now look, preacher.

You risked your hide to save me and Logan back at your monastery.

We can't just sit around and watch you walk into trouble.

Just have a little faith, pal. I hear it can work wonders.

-Very well. -All right.

Now that we've worked all that out, let's go visiting!

Trick or treat!

We have no candy here! Go away!

Then I guess it's trick!

Friends of Humanity! I thought we'd gotten rid of this filth!

Who are these friends?

The worst of the worst. They live to get rid of mutants.

Man, I hope they don't have your mom.

How did we miss this place? It's as big as their main headquarters.

Jubilee, you and me are on diversion detail.

Rogue, go with Nightcrawler. Find his mum and get her out of here!

My friend, if something should happen to me,

I wish to thank you for what you and the others are doing.

Don't worry about it, Kurt. I owe you

and besides, I'd take on these lowlifes for nothing!

(METAL CREAKING)

Whoa! Look at all this stuff!

These guys must have got a new credit card!

It looks like they're about to try something big.

Rogue! Any luck?

Quiet as a church on Saturday night.

Oh! Sorry, Nightcrawler.

WOLVERINE: Then just find your mother and get moving!

Shouldn't we help them?

They can take care of themselves. You and me got to help your mama.

WOMAN: Help me. Someone please!

Mother! I am... I am here! I'll help you!

WOMAN: Kurt! Hurry, son!

Hold on! I know that voice!

Wait! Don't go in!

-Mother? -Mystique?

Rogue!

I don't know what tricks you're playing, Mama,

but nobody's touching Nightcrawler!

What are you doing here? You'll ruin everything!

They just want your brother!

-Brother? -Brother?

-ROGUE: We're leaving! -Rogue, please, I must know!

Have you told us the truth about being our mother?

-There's no time for this! -l must know!

Dear little Kurt, I always wondered how you'd turn out.

If you must know, I adopted Rogue when she was a young child.

But before that, I bore two children. One of them was you.

And the other, I am sickened to admit, was me!

Graydon Creed?

Yes! It was bad enough to find out that Sabretooth is my father.

But then to learn that these freaks are what's left of my family,

it was enough to drive me mad!

-You are my brother? -Don't ever call me brother!

Once [ am rid of you all, I will truly be cleansed!

Free of your curse!

If you are indeed my brother, then I will pray to God

that you find the wisdom to work through your hatreds,

to find strength in his love.

(LAUGHING)

Pretty words, for a demon!

Mama, how could you hand over your owhn son to a bunch of mutant-haters?

I did it for you, darling. You know you were always my favorite.

Creed said if I helped him get Nightcrawler,

the Friends of Humanity wouldn't harm either of us.

Don't soft-soap the girl!

You were saving your own sKkin, and nobody else's!

CREED: This gas is perfect for treating tap water...

(ALL COUGHING)

...or eliminating unwanted relatives.

NIGHTCRAWLER: God forgive me and give me strength.

(GROANING)

Stop this! She is our mother! She gave you life!

She is a mutant! She gave me misery and shame!

She has to suffer! All mutants must suffer!

(GRUNTING)

Jubilee! Knock out those jets!

(COUGHING)

Consider them toast!

I do not wish to fight you, brother. Please let us talk.

(GRUNTING) Then stand still, you abomination!

What kind of madman are you?

All of these soldiers, all of these weapons!

We've started a little war, my kind versus yours.

What's Mystique doing here?

(COUGHING) She's Nightcrawler's mother! And Creed's mother, too!

Boy, talk about your soap operas!

-Where's Nightcrawler? -Up there, with Creed!

(SCREAMING)

If I were you, I'd stay away from family reunions.

-Time we got out of here! -Not without Mystique!

She's gone!

Ah, nothing more touching than a mother's love.

Which way did they go?

Come on! They went this way!

Rather dim, for saviors of mankind.

Pinheads got us trapped in here.

Rogue! Get with the program!

(COUGHING) I hear you! One exit coming up!

If there's one thing I hate, it's walking away from a good fight.

-Let her go, preacher! -No!

I have waited too long for this moment!

Oh, not again!

(GRUNTING)

Doesn't look like they're gonna let us just walk away.

(MYSTIQUE EXCLAIMING)

I didn't mean you any harm! Don't hurt me!

What do you want from me?

The truth! I have lived 25 years and traveled 4,000 miles,

wishing only to know the truth.

All right then, the truth.

I have been many women in my time, some rich, some poor.

Rich, I find is preferable.

MYSTIQUE: Your father was an Austrian Count.

Not handsome, but his money made up for that.

We led a life of luxury.

That is, until I gave birth to a mutant son!

(BABY CRYING)

The neighbors were not pleased.

(BABY CRYING)

NIGHTCRAWLER: And that is when you abandoned me.

My shameful secret had been revealed.

The would-be countess was a mutant! I had to start over.

You were inconvenient.

I suppose you hate me for that.

No, but I am sad for you.

Sad? You want to talk about sad? I am a shape-shifter.

An outcast, even among mutants, trusted by no one.

I don't have a life of my own.

I just steal little bits from other people's lives.

But that's how I survive! So there's your truth, son!

I didn't want you!

Still sad for me?

I will beg God to bestow his grace on me,

so that I may learn to forgive you.

Then I will ask him to bestow his grace on you,

so that you might forgive yourself.

See if you all can get their attention!

That's it, boys! Keep your eye on the birdie!

(WOLVERINE EXCLAIMING)

Cease fire, you fools! Cease fire!

Nice shooting, deadeye!

Very clever, sis, but you can't be in two places at once!

I almost got you killed to save my own skin.

Why should you, or your God, care about me?

As for God, he cares for all of us, and wants us to be healed.

As for me, you are my mother.

I cannot change the pain you have caused me,

so I will pray for you.

I don't deserve your...

(MYSTIQUE GROANING)

...prayers.

(BABY CRYING)

Mother!

You're next, demon!

God help you, brother.

No!

Mother! Where are you?

I shall... I shall save you!

This ain't no time to play Good Samaritan.

You ain't saving nobody tonight, preacher. We're getting you home.

Now they arrest those guys.

Not for attacking mutants, but for blowing up a dam.

What about Mystique? You find anything?

Nope. Nothing left but a bunch of questions.

Why did she sacrifice herself for me?

I don't know.

You shouldn't be so hard on yourself, preacher.

This faith of yours has an effect on folks.

Maybe you got through to her.

(NIGHTCRAWLER SIGHING)

God only knows.

-What happened to Creed? “What didn't?

Huh?

Mr. Creed, back among the living?

Listen to me. I admit, I wasn't completely successful, but...

Your plan failed miserably!

Full of sloppy mistakes and a curious omission,

which we shall now remedy.

No!

But we are not without mercy. We shall let you sort it out,

starting with the part you weren't willing to clean up!

No!

Not that!

-SABRETOOTH: Well, well... -Sabretooth!

If it ain't my son, the famous slayer of mutants!

You don't understand! No!

-What do you say, boy? -No!

-Come to papa! -No! .