Perhaps the Holy Light Will Pity You, but I Won't

Under the cover of night, a cool-looking aircraft resembling the Blackbird SR-71 sped through the sky at an extremely high speed.

Jean Grey is left alone to fight a powerful enemy, and when she tries to contact the other X-Men at the school, no one responds, leaving Storm Ororo with a major headache.

"Qin, you promised me you would return safely..."

Storm was unsettled. Hearing the low chanting of Bible prayers in the cabin, she switched the plane to autopilot and walked toward Nightcrawler was praying with his eyes closed.

Mutants and sizes, which is one of the sources of their tragedy. To ordinary people, Nightcrawler look like demons from hell, but to Storm, they're nothing special; she's seen far more disgusting ones.

Hearing footsteps, Nightcrawler stopped praying, put away his Cross, and gave Storm a shy smile.

"I am Ororo Monroe, a member of the X-Men. You can call me Storm."

"Hello, my name is Kurt Wagner!"

"Wagner, what do those tattoos on your body mean?" Storm was uneasy, so she started a conversation with Nightcrawler to try and ease her anxiety.

The Nightcrawler touched his ugly face and explained, "These are Angel Totem! They were brought to the human world by Archangel Gabriel. Each totem corresponds to a sin, and I have many such totems on my body."

"It's beautiful, but..."

Ororo wanted to say that if there were angels, the fate of Mutants wouldn't be so tragic, but the topic was too negative and not suitable to be mentioned in front of a believer, so she could only remain silent.

After a moment, she asked, "Wagner, the mysterious man in the church, how much do you know about him? What forces are behind him?"

The Nightcrawler blinked. "Who, that angel in full armor?"

"An angel? Uh, yes, that's him." Ororo nodded solemnly and began gathering information.

But I don't know him!

"Wha... what! You don't know him?"

Ororo's eyes widened. "He pointed a gun at you, ready to kill you to silence you, he... he... couldn't he be the one who orchestrated your assassination of the president?"

"I don't know anything about that. All I know is that when I came to my senses, I did something really crazy."

When the topic of assassinating the president came up, Nightcrawler swallowed hard and continued, "As for that mysterious angel, I could tell he wasn't there to kill me, nor did he point a gun at me. Our meeting at the church was just a coincidence, and he even healed my wounds. However, he had a terrible temper. After arguing with his companion for a few words, he pulled out a gun and killed him, which terrified me."

"..."

Ororo was completely dumbfounded, realizing that she and Jean might have fallen into a cognitive trap and ended up fighting a pointless battle.

"I was so stupid!"

Recalling Russell's statement that he needed an explanation for why he was attacked, it seems he really did attack the wrong person.

The bad thing is that not only did she offend a powerful Mutants for no reason, but she also got Jean into trouble. Her current situation is unclear, and it's unknown whether she has escaped or not.

Ororo covered her face with her hands, utterly speechless, and said, "Then why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Say what?"

The Nightcrawler asked in confusion, "Speaking of which, I was wondering at the time, how did you two, who didn't know each other, suddenly start fighting? Couldn't you sit down and talk things out?"

Ororo: (ノへ￣,)

"But you guys are all amazing. I've never seen Mutants as powerful as you. It scared me to death." Nightcrawler said with admiration, then muttered under his breath, "I think the angels are angry, probably because of you... you destroyed the church with lightning."

"Okay, I understand."

Ororo sighed, got up and returned to the control panel, manually piloting the plane back to base. Since it was a misunderstanding, explaining it should resolve everything.

"I hope he's a magnanimous person..." Ororo silently prayed, hoping that Jean would discover the problem in time and the two sides could shake hands and make peace.

Just then, an electronic notification sounded from the control panel, indicating that the piano's communication location was approaching.

Ororo's face lit up with joy, but it quickly turned to astonishment because it was too fast. According to the Radar, Jyn's speed was astonishing, exceeding Mach 2.

"Where did Qin find the plane?"

Ororo swallowed hard, realizing something, and abruptly changed direction, accelerating the aircraft's thrusters away from the signal on the locator.

The sudden acceleration caused the unprepared Nightcrawler to fall on his backside. Just as he was about to ask a question, a beam of light pierced the hatch at the tail of the plane.

As the light sliced through, a huge gap was torn in the plane, and Russell, holding the Holy Light Longsword, folded his wings and walked in.

"Excuse me, this plane has no flight permit record. According to that law, please land immediately at the morgue below, or I can take you there directly."

At this point, Russell brandished the Holy Light Longsword in his hand. Yes, this was a threat.

Ororo's eyes twitched slightly; the visitor seemed hostile. But she was more concerned about Qin's safety and asked in a trembling voice, "You have Qin's communicator. Where is she?"

"She's perfectly healthy and alive, I didn't do anything to her... but I'm not so sure what my companions might do to her."

The first part of the sentence relieved Ororo, but the second part made her curse out loud, "Damn it, what did you do to Jean?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it wasn't us, I didn't do anything."

Russell shrugged. "But when I left, my companion clung to her and wouldn't let go. Considering he's a lecher with lust ingrained in his genes, congratulations, you can be the godmother next year."

Ororo trembled with rage, her eyes immediately turning white as she entered battle mode. The next second, she was struck hard in the abdomen and fell into Russell, still with her eyes rolled back.

Russell helped Storm into the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt, and turned around to see Nightcrawler strapped to his seat. He asked in confusion, "Strange, why didn't you teleport away?"

The Nightcrawler looked puzzled. "Why did you run away?"

"I'm so fierce, why aren't you running away? Are you going to stay here and wait to die?"

Nightcrawler took out the Cross, held it in his hand, and shook his head. "I didn't see it clearly at the church, but I just confirmed it. The holy radiance doesn't lie."

"Yeah yeah!"

Russell rolled his eyes and piloted the plane back to Boston: "But there's something you've definitely never heard of."

Which sentence?

"Perhaps the Holy Light will have mercy on you, but I will not!"

As the sun rises, the plane is parked on a quiet, deserted riverbank. It's a very high-tech aircraft that can take off and land at any time like a helicopter without needing a runway.

Storm Ororo woke up from her coma to the jarring music playing in her ears. Her limbs were bound by chains and she was immobilized in her passenger seat. When she opened her eyes, she was horrified.

"Hohoho hahey! Hahaha————"

The airplane speakers were blasting loud music, and the usually aloof Qin was dancing wildly to the music, making Silly Bird faces and laughing like a fool.

Ororo: ⊙o⊙

During the dance move where Qin tossed her hair, Ororo saw a large turtle drawn on her face with a bold marker.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of ink is very difficult to wash off.

"Russell, I don't understand, why make her dance all night?" Deadpool lay on the ground, exhausted after dancing to the beat for two hours.

"Hmph, when she regains consciousness, she'll find her limbs weak and powerless, as if she's been beaten by hundreds..."

"I get it, buddy, you're so perverted." Deadpool exclaimed repeatedly, clapping his hands as he lay on the ground.

"You don't know anything! I haven't finished yet!" Russell snorted. "Just when she was furious, I was afraid of pushing you out, so I said it was you who did it."

"..."

Deadpool was dumbfounded. Upon hearing this, Ororo hurriedly closed her eyes, pretended to remain unconscious, and tried to curl up as much as possible to make herself invisible.

You can't see me! You can't see me!