Trask sat on the platform, eyes roaming over the crowd. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, but his instinct told him that thing … that woman was out there. He kept looking down at his alert, seeing if it was flashing red.
So far it had stayed quiet.
The President droned on about how the great government was doing all it could to make sure they protected the American People, from these Mutants.
As if they single handedly came up with the Sentinels.
He tried not to roll his eyes, but it was not shocking.
Trask truly hadn’t expected credit for saving the world, but it would be nice to at least have his company mentioned in the building – he was after all trying to run a business. His thoughts came to a startled stop as he glanced towards the President slightly shocked when his name and company was mentioned. With a humble smile, he waved to the crowd, ignoring the stares he was getting for his height.
It was then, he saw them.
The hippy, soldier, and kid. The kid looked human again, he had studied the footage from Paris, watching his strength enhance with the blue fur, making him look like an animal … a Beast.
He glanced around wondering where Erik was, he was obviously the fighter in the group. The man held himself above everyone, the way he used his Telekinetics to get what he wanted was blatant. Trask admired him, in a way, the confidence that oozed off him would have men following him easily.
Which made him dangerous.
He glanced down at his indicator, when it started beeping. There was a Mutant close to the stage, if not on it. Trask stood, holding out the device, until it landed on a Secret Service Agent.
“Mutant.” He yelled, pointing towards the guard. “It’s her I know it!”
Chaos erupted on the platform, Agents moved towards the President.
Cops moved towards the platform to protect it.
<<Why are you doing this?>>
Trask shook his head, looking around panicking, before his gaze settled on the hippy, who was standing serene in all the chaos, two fingers tapping his temple.
<<All we want is to live our lives. You have nothing to fear from us.>>
“They can influence our minds!” He yelled, hitting the activation button on the Sentinels, sending everyone into panic.
***
“Did you do that on purpose?” Logan looked down at Charles, knowing full well that he was communicating to Trask. He recognized the panicked look of suddenly hearing voices in your head.
“I was hoping he would listen, but if he decides to set the Sentinels off in a panic.” Charles gave him a half shrug. “Mystique is on the stage, and she’s ignoring me completely.”
“Now what?” Hank asked stepping back as the Sentinels came alive and started moving towards the crowds.
“Let Magneto show Mystique how it’s really done.” Charles stared at one of the Secret Service Agents, as they moved the President and everyone else into the panic room in the White House.
“I take it back, you’re as vicious now as you were in the future.” Logan slide his claws down, moving into a crouched position, ready for to attack – just as a Sentinel approached.
“Good move though.” Hank furred, ready to fight. He was done with hiding, and it was time the world saw that Mutants were not the enemy. He took a step towards Charles ready to shove him back, as powerful the Professor was, he didn’t stand a chance against the machines.
“It’s called Chess, Hank. You should play it sometime.”
<<Darling. Make your dramatic entrance. Leave the stadium behind!>>
Argh! Cliffhangers!
—Naj