********** Part I Epilogue **********
Phantazia,
Unus,
Random,
Toad, the
Basilisk and
Shocker were all sleeping with the fishes beneath the waves off the coast of Virginia.
Wax was too. Though still alive, he was trapped under the wreckage of the prison, perhaps till the end of times, which may come far sooner than he might believe. Under the streets of New York, in the Morlocks Sewers,
Pyro finally regained consciousness, only to close his eyes again after receiving word about his friends.
An entire wing at the super-max prison in Arizona is being prepared for the arrival of '
The Legion'. Dozens and dozens of clones, picked up by the authorities from across the United States. They each profess to have had nothing to do with the terrorist attacks or the Mutant Brotherhood, but doesn't every criminal claim to be innocent?
Back in the X-Mansion,
Professor Xavier and
Cyclops are still in intensive care after being mauled by the
Sabretooth-
Rogue amalgam. Saber-Rogue, or Rogue-Tooth, was being kept comatose by
Jean, and watched at all times by
Colossus and
Storm, because if 'they' wake again, 'they' were bound to go on another killing spree.
Gambit returned to the Mansion from his mission only to pick up a few things before leaving, never to return. He blames the Professor for the 'death' of his lover. He has nothing to stay for, anymore.
The Avengers, too, were strained over recent events. A very ugly argument between
Stark and
Rogers almost came to blows, when the former pushed for 'a suit of armor around the world', and Mutant 'containment'.
At Mount Sinai ICU,
Commander Price drew his last breath. Not even
Danny could save him.
And far away at Antarctica,
Magneto slumped into an icy chair in his 'Fortress of Solitude'. He didn't shed any tears over his comrades, not because he didn't feel the pain over their loss, but because he lost the capacity to cry decades ago, at the camps. For the first time in a long time, he was starting to feel his age. There wasn't any doubt in him about the path he has chosen; he was too hardheaded, or proud, to change course now. There was only despair; that even the most powerful Mutant in the world was caught within the strands of destiny, unable to change the course of history.
If a God has lost all faith, what hope is there for man?