Everything New is Old

[ngm_sisterhood]

Cape Citadel, Florida, was home to a portion of the United States' nuclear arsenal.  As such, it was one of the most heavily guarded military bases in the country.  Decades ago, it had been attacked by Magneto, the sight of the first public demonstration of so-called "evil mutants" and the first time the X-Men had gone into action publicly.  It had been a day when history had changed.  

History, it seemed, was about to repeat itself.

She carried her followers in a sphere of magnetic energy, her cloak billowing around her as she set them down, blowing away the fences around the base with a single wave of her hand.

Guards rushed them, but were blown back by her powers, even as the others--Mercury and the Red Witch, Heavyweight, Lady Mastermind, and Frogg, conducted their own assaults.

"Here me, humans," Magneta, Mistress of Magnetism, heir to Magneto's mutant throne, declared.  "I have come to claim your weapons for my own.  Are we not the Children of the Atom?  Then the weapons of the Atomic Age belong to mutants!"

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[ngm_miscellaneous]

And on tv stations across the country...

"Breaking news, as it appears a woman dressed as Magneto has taken the missile base at Cape Citadel hostage, threatening nuclear Armageddon if her demands are not met... Genoshan representatives are declining to comment..."

[fourshelled]

D'Artagnan was not overly fond of the magical minstrel box, but it was in the room people tended to troop into. He was perusing a thin, flimsy book on the secrets of courtship when the magical minstrel box had a sudden change.

He squinted at the flattened vertical stage. "God's Teeth, it seems a peril is at hand. In somewhere warm. Most fortuitous."

[fanboytemplar]

From his own home, Jeremiah scowled.

"...This... blasphemer has no idea the kind of backlash she could bring down on Our People.

[shadeblossom]

In her room at the Institute, Hana paused what she was doing and turned up the volume on the TV. She had the sudden, intense urge to facepalm really, really hard. Why would anyone think this was a good idea?

She sighed and reached for her keys. Definitely a good day to get the boys home from school early. She had a feeling she was going to be going out tonight.

[wild_child]

Rose, too, was watching television. "...Oh, this ain't good."

She cracked her knuckles. "We're gonna have to kick some kiester."

[marvel_boy]

Topher froze. He looked away from his punching bag and stared up at the television screen in the Institute's gym.

He paled visibly.

Yeahbutwhu?

[hellfire_empath]

"Lady Mastermind?!" That was her mother's codename. Brooke glared daggers at the television screen in the small coffee shop she was sitting at. No matter her relationship with Regan Wyngarde, no one took her mother's codename.

Annoyed, she stood up and stalked out of the coffee shop.

Maybe it was a good thing that she was currently X-friendly.

[wild_child]

It did not take long to gather up the X-Kids.

"I reckon we're doin' something about the big ballyhoo?"

[tornadoprincess]

"We stop that woman," N'Yami said firmly. "That is what we do."

Does she have a plan? No, not really.

[fanboytemplar]

Frustrated, Jeremiah called Topher at this point.

[fourshelled]

"The clarion call to arms is mighty. I pledge my swords to the cause," D'Artagnan swore solemnly. He rested a hand on the pair of sheathed katana held to his side by his obi.

[marvel_boy]

Topher answered on the third ring. He leaned against the nearest wall and slid down, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"I'm watching it right now," he said, knowing full well why Jeremiah would be calling him.

[fanboytemplar]

"That.... creature needs to be stopped. And she needs to be stopped by mutants. Even if they were capable of handling her, can you imagine how much worse things will get for Our People if the American military-industrial complex has to save everyone from... this?"

[hellfire_empath]

"I know I'm not technically part of the team," Brooke Wyngarde said as she stepped into the same room as the others, dressed in a tight red outfit, complete with an ermine collared red cape, spike heeled boots, and evening gloves. A crown-shaped pendant studded with rubies and garnets glinted at her throat - a promise of the queen she would one day be. "But would anyone object to mine joining you? There's a girl on that team who looks suspiciously familiar, and I'd appreciate a closer look."

[marvel_boy]

"At the moment, I'm terrified that I might be related to that creature, given my grandfather," Topher said softly. "But you're right. I'm pretty sure the X-Men are going to get together in some form to fight this...Magneta." He was tempted to anagramatize (was that even a word?) into Magenta.

Just to annoy her.

Besides, it went with her colour scheme.

"Wanna meet up with us? This could be like our action and adventure date - something more lively than rock climbing or mini golf."

[fanboytemplar]

"I don't believe it. Not for a minute. No actual member of the family could be involved in this sacrilege. If no one at the school would mind, I would be happy to join you."

[marvel_boy]

"No one will. We can use the extra hands, and that means that I get to see you again."

For most people, it may have been weird that Topher was using this opportunity to make a date, of all things, but given the world that they lived in...well, this was as normal as a fancy dinner at Butter.

[fanboytemplar]

"Excellent. I will fly out as soon as I can." As much as he wants to see Topher, Jeremiah's a bit more businesslike. For reasons of BLASPHEMY.

[wild_child]

"Reckon we're gonna need everybody we got," Rose said. "An' possibly more of a plan 'an "kick keister.'"

[marvel_boy]

"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."

[talk_to_you]

"At this point, we're going to need all the help we can get," Doug said, as he came into the room. "With most of the adult team either on Muir Island or on an away mission to Shi'ar space, you're the only ones capable of getting there in time. The Future Foundation's core members are currently exploring another dimension and the Avengers are apparently out of the country."

He looked quite serious. "This... this has the potential to set Mutant-Human relations back decades. There simply hasn't been an act of mutant terrorism this overt since Magneto's hey-day. This needs to be stopped before it gets any worse than it already is."

[pym_kitten]

"So, seems pretty straightforward then. We go where the bad guys are. We kick ass righteously. We put ourselves up as the good guys. Then... I'm thinking shawarma." Chris tries to keep things simple.

[fourshelled]

The man-sized turtle raised a scaly brow ridge. "Then come, my compatriots, let us start our legends. Mayhap with more strategy figured out on the magic flying machine."

He turned toward the exit.

[wild_child]

Rose pulled up her pointed mask.

"You heard Professor Talky," Rose said. "We roll."

She shot Topher a look. "Reckon yer in command this time out, Summers."

[marvel_boy]

He grinned at Rose. "Dad would be so proud," he said drily. "Let's do this, then."

[tornadoprincess]

"I am ready to leave when everyone else," N'Yami said.