"We use the original X-Men's first fight against Magneto as a template," Topher says, arriving a few minutes late. He pulls on the second of his fingerless gloves and flexes his hand a little bit. "And we go from there." He looks around the room at the team assembled there.

Rose, who's possibly one of the best fighters that they have.

N'Yami, who Topher didn't know as well as he would have liked to, but who could probably hold her own on the battlefield if she possessed even half the spirit of her parents.

Brooke, who Topher only knew to be a bitchy tele-empath.

D'Artagnan, who could probably easily manipulate the electricity towards where they were going.

Topher didn't have a plan yet - Generation Xerox of the original five, this team was definitely not - but he had some pieces put together.

"I also have a friend joining us at Cape Citadel," he added. "Jeremiah Bennett. He'll be able to give us a little bit more muscle."