IC: Storm
4:11 P.M.
Settings: The War Room, The Cockpit
"Ororo, while Wolverine and Rouge are on a separte mission, I want you and Beast to go and trace down Epoch at once. Cerebro has detected her body heat near the Bayville area and it seems our old friend Mystique is with her"
"Professor do you think Mystique as any contection with Magento this time?"
"Probably not, after Magento proved his true side to her. I pretty sure Mystique is solo"
"Why would Mystique want the girl anyway Professor?"
"I'm not quite sure Hank, you two must find out"COLOR]
With that said, Beast and I headed out but before we left....
"Storm, Beast. I trust that you both will bring Epoch home to safety and be careful we don't know what tricks Mystique has up her sleeve."
As Beast and I walked towards the Cockpit, I couldn't help but sense Beast's hesitation. Beast is no stranger to these missions. Before he left to finds is way in human life. Hank, Logan, and I were Xavier's first students. He has trained us well, actually these are one of the times that he told us that we might face.
"Ororo, maybe Epoch herself is evil"
"Hank evil is something that is created with in, this child screams for help and as X-men we are here to protect her."
"Storm your thoughts are wise but maybe your wrong. Maybe we're all wrong about her. We are traveling around the world for this girl and look at us we finally located her but it's this feeling inside. This doubting feeling. Maybe we're all wrong about her. I mean haven't you been tempted to join the side of Magneto or any other mutant race that used their abilities to punish those who hate and fear us?"
Hank was right. Every mutant has there doubting point especially us X-men. We're the only one who have sworn to protect humanity but sometimes you just feel this demon inside of you. Wanting human to feel your pain, your torture. Maybe we're too late to reach out to Epoch. Maybe she already made of her mind to use her gifts for the greater evil.
As Beast put his head down in questionable pity, I put my hand on his shoulder to let him know that he's not alone. With that embrace we both entered the Blackbird and prepared ourselves for combat not just with Mystique but perhaps with Epoch herself. The girl that we are suppose to protect. God I hope Xavier is right, like he always is.