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Post by Foley on Jun 30, 2011 0:02:29 GMT -5
"I saw some air transportation in one of the lower levels," Cerebro said sounding tired and older then he was. He allowed the sleeping Mindwipe to fall to the floor with a thud, "Have Peeper radio SHIELD for a cleanup team and dispatch a small team to wait for them."
He then looked at Wolverine, Firestar and Juggernaut, "Let's go home,"
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Post by Foley on Jun 30, 2011 0:35:23 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Epilogue[/glow]
The Bunker was empty.
It had been twenty four hours after the climax of the battle before the SHIELD agents finally departed. From his hiding place in a deep cove that no scanner would ever find, Mr Sinester came forth and surveyed the damage that had been done to his base. A total lose, even the storerooms of the genetic material he had collected to make his clones had been impounded and removed "for safe keeping". He was sure that was what SHIELD would tell any of the X-Men who would ask about it, even his personal project Cyclops, all the while studying it for their own uses. The more humans and mutants get to total equal footing the more there would be someone seeking to keep them for it. Mr Sinester not only knew this for fact, he was counting on it.
Touring the main battle scene like a morbid defeated general, the long lived genetist stopped to the spot where Simian fell to the floor dead. Bending over, he scrapped some dried blood into a small glass vile as his usual top aide Scalphunter appeared from the shadows and walked up to his master.
"So does this mean the end of CELL?" Scalphunter asked as Sinester stood back upright.
"Yes," answered Sinester, eyeing the vile and its dry contents like it was a fine diamond, "But not us."
"What do you plan to do?"
Sinester looked over his shoulder a gave a smile that would have sent a chill down the Devil's spine, ""What I do best, my dear Scalphunter, rebuild bigger and better."
(end of chapter)
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