Washington D.C.: September 7th, 2020 - 12:15 PM
It wasn't long after Magneto had agreed to Reeva and Emma's scheme to murder Sebastian Shaw. Elsewhere in the city, the Mutant Underground was planning to intervene at Skyrise Apartments, after Havok received a tip of Purifier activity in the area. A petite blonde haired girl named Electra was outside of a nail salon, her stomach growling as she searched for food. Leighton Brooks was inside, getting her nails done without a care in the world. No one knew what the Hellfire Club had set into motion - the nefarious scheme that the White and Black Queens had devised.
"Very well," Magneto consented to the pair.
"If your actions rid the world of a Nazi brute, so be it." His red helmet glinted in the light as Magneto traversed the room, opening the doors to the balcony. He glanced back at the two for a moment.
"For your sake, I hope you survive," he warned ominously, before using his powers over magnetism, he flew off into the afternoon sky.
Emma couldn't help but laugh slightly.
"He never changes - always one for dramatics," she mused.
"Now I have no intention on turning a blind eye, Reeva. We're a partnership." "Mum should be involved," the Three in One agreed.
"She's the closest to Shaw." Reeva paused for a moment, the room enveloped in silence. With four telepaths, all of them genetically identical, she knew she couldn't have much privacy. She was forced to proceed with a true and open alliance with Emma. Could she be trusted? Would she turn on her and ensure that she rose to the position of Black King instead?
"Of course - I suppose it was foolish of me to imagine you would sit idly by." "Naturally. Now, spill your plans - I hate this posturing and delay," Emma scoffed, taking a sip of her martini.
"We can't kill him ourselves. It would encourage infighting and division, as well as cause the other circles to question our leadership... But perhaps we should exploit the spy that Charles Xavier planted in our midst - Sage, the mutant computer." The Three in One rolled their eyes at the mention of Sage. Her thoughts were shielded from psychics, as she thought in binary - just ones and zeros, too difficult for them to decipher.
"We still think she should be gotten rid of - teach the X-Men a lesson not to meddle with the Hellfire Club." "No, darlings, Reeva is right - we should use Sage before she is eliminated. We can leak the information to her on Shaw's deeds, which will no doubt be sent back to Xavier. He may send the X-Men to investigate or another figure... Yet with the Mutant Underground's presence here, I believe they'll likely become involved." "We can send Mystique with the information to the Underground as well, ensure that they get the scent," Reeva proposed.
"I'll dispatch the Hounds to attack their base, radicalize them against Shaw... Those poor creatures will trace back to Shaw and Sinister, not us two." "The Morlocks should be killed as well - add to that fire of rage. And if it doesn't move the Mutant Underground, it will at least persuade more mutants to our cause and methods," Emma mused.
"Task your purifier to it." Reeva smiled wickedly.
"Should this fail, we do have the contingency plan - Anastasia. We can control her by promising her power and if she dies at Shaw's hands... She's expendable." Emma nodded, chuckling again.
"It'd be a shame if she does perish. She has spirit and ambition..."
Washington D.C.: October 31st, 2020 - 3:00 AM
Early Halloween morning, only four were awake and gathered. Emma stood with her three daughters, joining hands in a circle, with the unconscious form of David Haller in the middle, better known as Legion. Their forms threw dark shadows on the wall, with only candles serving as lighting. All four pairs of eyes beamed a brilliant, alien blue as they struggled, diving through his mind.
"David, you are going to listen to me," Emma instructed softly.
There were two other bodies in the room - both of them cold to the touch, covered in burial shrouds.
"You are going to reach out," she prompted, as David tossed violently,
"and awaken Celeste and Mindee." The Three in One then echoed her words.
"Reach out. Awaken Celeste and Mindee," they commanded.
David thrashed again, before his body was propelled upwards, levitating. The two corpses flew up as well.
"Manifest the power of resurrection. Manifest life into my fallen daughters," Emma instructed, her voice cool yet tears were flowing down her cheeks.
"Bring back Celeste and Mindee." "Bring back Celeste and Mindee," the Three in One echoed.
They continued in this pattern for hours, until all involved were exhausted. Legion lay on the bed, broken, blood covering his face and his breaths ragged. If they continued to push, he would surely die. The corpses remained just that - empty husks awaiting the return of the two souls.
"Mum... We need to move onto the contingency plan," the Three in One pushed.
"We can't bring life into their bodies... But we could place them in the bodies of others." Emma didn't say a word, sitting down next to Celeste and Mindee. She smoothed their hair and sighed. They were her clones, but they were her daughters. She was building Genosha for them - for the children.
"Is that what they want?" Emma asked, looking at her living daughters. Celeste and Mindee were preserved in the Three in One's hive mind. They weren't truly dead, just existing without bodies or form.
"Yes." "...Then you know the two bodies they will have to take," Emma answered, before blowing out the candles, plunging the room into darkness.
Wundagore Mountain: December 10th, 2020 - 10:50 PM
Wundagore Mountain. The birth place of Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch. The home of the High Evolutionary. The tomb of Chthon. It is known by many for many reasons and purposes, yet the most important one is its service as a magical nexus point. At the mountain, all realities are close together, threatening to blur into one. Magic is heightened, achieving its peak. It is also the only known place on Earth where the Life Force can be harvested and used - the very power source used to create life... to mold destiny... to change the universe.
Wanda Maximoff has been in silent meditation here for three days, three hours, and three minutes. The ritual she is attempting to undergo was written in ancient times, designed to be used by only those of great power and might in order to correct an apocalyptic wrong. She floated off the ground, her scarlet cloak rippling along the slight breeze, a circle of candles and arcane symbols surrounding her.
She's designed the world in her mind already. She's going to give everyone what they always wished for - a world where everyone could be truly happy. No hero would stand against her, as they would be content. No villains would rise, as there would be no need for sorrow or suffering. Mutants would take their place as the dominant species on the planet.
And she would have her best friend back - her brother.
Her eyes flashed open.
"No more X-Men," she whispered, as the Life Force burned within her being. The world began to warp rapidly around her, dissolving into red mist, until...
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