Post by En Sabah Nur on May 30, 2007 1:01:47 GMT -5
For two days now, En Sabah Nur lurked around his tomb. Records had shown Rama-Tut was never accounted for. He had lost. Thankfully, it meant nothing.
Religious fanatics, gods, men in tin suits, gamma powered monsters, cosmically altered superstars. What men and women this time had. The humans dominated the culture, and had their own heroes, but mutants, oh so many mutants.
In Westchester, a bald, wheelchair bound psychic schooled mutants. In Earth-orbit, another man, just as old as the wheelchair bound psychic, dedicated his sub-culture of mutants to righting the wrongs done upon them.
Xavier and Magneto, one stood for peace, the other war. Both wanted mutants to have place in the world, but a drastically different place. These two men were part of the prophesied twelve.
En Sabah Nur could feel it. Both had contact with others of the twelve, in fact, it was surprising. Neither knew they were part of the Twelve, nor could they, a mage in Ancient Egypt told the first one about it, telling him the Twelve could bring about the destruction of a demi-God, or transform that demi-God into a God on his own.
The small blue lights faded, as En Sabah Nur looked on. He knew this changed everything. Before it was just an invasion, an invasion that would either destroy the world, or let it be led by him. Before, Nur thought it was an easy world to conquer. Now, now he needed assistance...
Religious fanatics, gods, men in tin suits, gamma powered monsters, cosmically altered superstars. What men and women this time had. The humans dominated the culture, and had their own heroes, but mutants, oh so many mutants.
In Westchester, a bald, wheelchair bound psychic schooled mutants. In Earth-orbit, another man, just as old as the wheelchair bound psychic, dedicated his sub-culture of mutants to righting the wrongs done upon them.
Xavier and Magneto, one stood for peace, the other war. Both wanted mutants to have place in the world, but a drastically different place. These two men were part of the prophesied twelve.
En Sabah Nur could feel it. Both had contact with others of the twelve, in fact, it was surprising. Neither knew they were part of the Twelve, nor could they, a mage in Ancient Egypt told the first one about it, telling him the Twelve could bring about the destruction of a demi-God, or transform that demi-God into a God on his own.
The small blue lights faded, as En Sabah Nur looked on. He knew this changed everything. Before it was just an invasion, an invasion that would either destroy the world, or let it be led by him. Before, Nur thought it was an easy world to conquer. Now, now he needed assistance...