Scott Summers X Men Apocalypse Novels & Stories

He ordered. They all bowed their head and apologized. "Pardon us Alpha." They said and Xavier sighed, he looked at Scarlett who's head was bowed down and she was crying profusely, he felt like going to console her but he can't do that, he seriously can't let his emotions get the best of him this time, what Scarlett did was wrong and he can swear the people will want her to get punished for this. He was sincerely praying that April doesn't loose her life because then, things will be worse because the punishment for what Scarlett had just done is death and that's if April looses her life.

"The child broke the Shard of Destiny! He’s a World-Eater! Henry fell to his knees in front of him! The Elders are terrified of the boy!" "I don't care about the rogue kid!" Xavier snapped, his voice sharp with his own rising panic. "I care about the audit! Marcus is digging through the offshore accounts. It’s only a matter of hours before they trace the communication logs back to my private server. If Duncan realizes I helped you coordinate the mercenary attack five years ago, he won't just exile us. He will execute us both!" Duncan’s heart stopped. The betrayal wasn't just an affair. Xavier had helped engineer the attack on his own family estate.

April I look up from my documents, acting as if I could concentrate on them over my raging heartbeat. The lycan steps in after Scott, who keeps spewing facts about the pack and his warriors. It looks like the lycan has to even bend down a little bit to fit through the door, but I might be hallucinating. “This is the miracle doctor I was talking to you about.” Scott lifts his arm, gesturing towards me. “April Foster. That’s General Alastor.”

"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.

At that moment, I knew with absolute certainty that the apocalypse had begun exactly as before. I wondered what their fate would be without me gathering supplies for them. No one seemed overly concerned, except for my mother, who worried that her precious grandson, Elio, would catch a cold. Athena and James were not particularly worried. It was only the first day of the apocalypse. The power grid was still functioning normally, so those two had the heat running and were sleeping together. Every night, James would wait until I was asleep and sneak off to Athena’s room.

“Don’t tell me to stop. Don’t tell me what to do. You wanted this war, Annalise, but now that it’s ugly, you’re afraid of it. That is the main difference between us, I am not going to stop this until it is done.” Her lips trembled, just slightly. “You’re not listening. If you push too far, Xavier will kill you. He’s not like the others you’ve crossed. You can play all you want, but he is going to have his men digging into who you are. How much longer do you think you can play before they find out that you are a game?” “I am going to play long enough for her to fall into my game. Then when that happens, I am going to pull her down with me.”

Samantha replied with an unhappy smirk after hearing Evander's words. Samantha raised her hand and made a gesture. Poppy, who saw this, quietly furrowed her brow in confusion, and a moment later, two men with dangerous smirks on their faces began to approach Poppy and Evander. “Looks like you need to be reminded of the consequences of offending me, Evander.” Samantha stood up from her position and nodded her head towards Poppy and Evander. Realising that something dangerous was about to happen, Poppy helped Evander to his feet. Poppy did not expect Samantha to react so aggressively. It turned out that life in a post-apocalyptic world was indeed very dangerous.

It bridged. ​A circuit of violet energy snapped between me and the First Life. The countdown froze at 00:01. ​The room didn't go white. It went black. ​Julian’s scream was the last thing I heard as the two versions of the Scythe collided, tearing the fabric of 2026 apart. ​ ​When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in the hospital. I was standing in a field of red lilies under a violet sky. ​Julian was there, but he was standing ten feet away, dressed in the heavy, black-iron armor of a General. His silver eyes were cold, distant, and filled with a murderous intent.

James also chimed in as he offered a deep bow, his silky white hair falling forward as he lowered his head. “Huh? Doctors?” Darren raised an eyebrow, murmuring under his breath. “We really need those in the base, don’t we?” “We’re friends. Good friends,” one of the teenagers, a female, spoke up as she stepped forward, holding tightly onto the boy beside her. “The apocalypse took our parents and other family members away from us. I’m Stephanie, and he is Stephen.”