Scott Summers X Men Apocalypse Novels & Stories

They turned a brilliant, haunting violet. The lead soldier of the Neutrality Pact stepped forward and removed his helmet. It wasn't a stranger. It was Xavier Thorne but his skin was perfect, his eyes were clear, and he looked healthy. "Surprised, Maya?" Xavier laughed, his voice echoing in the narrow alley. "The Xavier you saw die on the Island was just a decoy. The Board doesn't waste its best assets on explosions. I’ve been working with the Swiss-Vance families all along. Now, give me the old man, and maybe I’ll let you keep one of the twins.

I had underestimated just how shameless they were. She continued, "Each of them is built like a tank. It's the end of the world. Why would they settle for taking orders from you? Even if you have all the money in the world, what does it matter?" It hit me all at once. Victoria was right. In the apocalypse, no one wanted to be under someone else. The man whose arm had been snapped on the first day cursed beside her. His resentment was obvious. "Stop wasting time talking to him. I say we break the door down right now. I'll cripple him myself and throw him out to the zombies."

Some doors still hung open. Others had blood smeared across them. No military. No police. No rescue convoys. Only silence, which was broken occasionally by distant sirens echoing through the valley below. The apocalypse had moved beyond panic. Now came the collapse. Evelyn stepped over scattered belongings near the edge of the motel lot while Rowan crouched briefly beside an abandoned SUV. “Tank’s empty,” he muttered. Of course it was. Fuel had already become survival. The electronic tone rang softly through Evelyn’s skull.

"That was the blonde's idea! I—" BANG! No hesitation. No wasted words. In this apocalypse, explanations were worthless. Only the dead couldn't stab you in the back. The second bullet hit Scar-Face square in the head. "AAAHHH—!!!" A piercing scream cut through the wasteland's silence. Scar-Face collapsed like a sack of bricks, his lifeless eyes still wide open. "Two for two. Not bad." Jake was satisfied. The hatchet-gun had brutal recoil, but the stopping power was equally impressive.

he said, that’s when the realization hit me. Apollo had been planning everything all along and I thought it was Cyrus, the woman he killed that day… Apollo planned it but Cyrus killed her? Oh my god! “Things changed when Shade appeared…” he said with a sad expression on his face, “Shade... he appeared when Juliette began to sexually abuse Apollo, Cyrus couldn’t help in this case… he was desperate to save Apollo from this but he failed… and that’s when Shade appeared, he’s different from Cyrus if you think Cyrus is cruel then you must meet Shade… he’s evil,” he said, my body shuddered at the thought of it.

If not for werewolves’ enhanced hearing, I may not have heard him. “’Oh shit’ is right” Bree tells him as Detective Doug then kneels down across the body from where Scott it. “Is that…?” he asks as he looks back up at Scott and then at me. And then back and Scott. And then back at me as though he’s playing an invisible type of ping pong that will somehow result in us telling him that the human’s wounds cannot possibly be from a vampire.

I closed my eyes, bracing for impact. But instead of pain, I felt warmth—a protective embrace. "It's okay. You're safe now." Xavier's voice was calm, steady. Relief washed over me, and tears streamed down my face. "Where were you? I was so scared..." Scott's face twisted in rage. "So, you're her secret lover? How dare you!" He charged, but Xavier sidestepped effortlessly, and Scott fell, eating dirt. "You're a piece of shit, Scott. You lost her long ago when you cheated on her. You're the last person I expect to call her a cheater," Xavier spat.

Xander said and Maya and Grey were stunned as they looked at him. "How do...we stop the apocalypse?" Maya asked him. "You and Verne have to break your union," Xander began to say. "No," Maya said, as her voice croaked with tears the more. "And if we don't?" Grey asked him. "The apocalypse will wipe out both worlds and your child will not be born," he replied. Maya's eyes glistened with tears as she stared at him in shock. "No," she said, shaking her head as she placed her head on her stomach as a tear trickle down her cheek.

“You don’t understand. I can’t just forget what happened between Alex and me. He made his choice, and I made mine. Bringing them back into my life… it’s too complicated.” Scott ran a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. “I get it, but this is bigger than personal grudges. We have a dangerous enemy who wants to destroy everything we’ve built. You need to think about Xavier and his safety.” I closed my eyes, feeling the weight of my choices pressing down on me. “I will protect my son at all costs, but that doesn’t mean I’ll trust Alexander or his pack. I’ve been hurt too many times.” “Sometimes, we have to put our feelings aside for the greater good. You know that,” Scott said, his voice

"I will be waiting for you in the nether life Lucifer and even if the last thing I will do, I will search high and low for that which can annihilate you!" By the time he finishes with his threat, he also is reduced to nothing. I heave a sigh of relief before vehemently, mentally reprimanding myself. Why the hell should I celebrate my enemies' victory? Am I losing it or what? I watch as Summer glides toward her people and heals Apollo first. Apollo, in turn, heals the rest of the crew. The white-haired witch stomps toward me anger written all over her face. As she reaches where I am lying on the ground, she lands a tight slap on my cheek.