Let's Go Find Him Directly

Just then, Monica and Hank arrived with a group of X-Men, surrounding them.

"You're Mutants too?"

Storm cautiously floated into the air, currents beginning to swirl around her as she prepared to strike these uninvited guests at any moment.

"No, wait!"

The man with rubbery arms hurriedly raised both hands. "We mean no harm!"

He explained urgently, "We were accidentally swept here by spatial turbulence!"

"Who are you?!" Cyclops stepped forward and demanded.

Reed immediately raised his hands in a gesture of goodwill.

"We mean no harm! We're the Fantastic Four, from another universe. We're only looking for our son."

"My name is Reed Richards." The man brushed dust from his uniform and looked toward his companions.

"This is Susan, Johnny, and Ben. We really are from another universe."

The lawn fell deathly silent.

The X-Men did not believe them just yet. Colossus still had his metal fists clenched tightly.

"Prove you weren't sent by the Brotherhood."

"The Brotherhood?"

Human Torch sneered disdainfully. "I don't know what Brotherhood you're talking about, but if we were attackers, we could've blown this place flat the moment we landed."

"Johnny!" Susan sharply stopped him, then turned to the X-Men.

"I'm sorry for barging into your territory. Our interdimensional transporter malfunctioned."

Hank's nostrils twitched slightly as he suddenly leaned closer and sniffed.

"They have quantum tunneling residue on them."

Then he turned to Storm and whispered, "It's not a Mutant ability."

Just then, the sound of a wheelchair motor came from behind them.

Charles Xavier slowly wheeled into the center of the crowd, his slender fingers lightly pressing against his temple. He had clearly finished probing them with his abilities.

"They're telling the truth." Professor X raised his head and looked directly at Reed.

"There is a deeper anxiety hidden in your minds. You're