Northwest of San Francisco, off the Golden Gate Bridge.
An artificial island floats quietly on the sea surface.
This place was discovered by the X-Men when they were fleeing with a small number of Mutants. It has now become their temporary base and has been given a name: Utopia.
On the white, reflective sand, a few Mutants and children were playing by the sea, building sandcastles and having water fights, having a great time.
Behind them stood two people, a man and a woman. A burly man in a black and gold combat uniform was smoking a cigar and slowly exhaling smoke rings.
"Fuck Charles! That piece of trash, I wonder where he's off having fun!"
"They talk about peace, tolerance, and friendship every day!"
Peace at Ma'am Law School!!!
Screw tolerance and love!
The Mutants were about to be wiped out by the Sentry! That's when he came to quit!
They even hid!
Holy crap, this is Charles's wallpaper!
He'd better never come back!!!
Wolverine Logan launched into a tirade against the professor's entire family, his tone incredibly volatile, as if he wanted nothing more than to poke Charles's ass with his claws!
" Logan, it's too late for you to curse now."
Storm Ororo Elenie Monroe watched the children playing ahead, letting the salty sea breeze ruffle her white hair.
Charles chose his path, and we chose ours.
"From now on, the fate of Mutants will be ours to bear, and it will have nothing to do with Charles Xavier."
"Fuck..."
Logan spat a large mouthful of saliva onto the ground and stomped on it heavily.
"That old man talks a good game all the time, but when it really comes down to it, he's all useless!"
Damn it! I told him back then that we had to kill those scientists! That cowardly bastard, all he does is play house with these damn villains for the sake of so-called peace!
"Damn it! Now look what's happened! He's hidden himself away all by himself!"
"What the hell?! Racial wars—can they be resolved peacefully through reasoning?!"
" Charles fuck..."
" Logan, Ororo, Scott wants to see you there to discuss preparations for the upcoming battle."
Blink Clarice to their side, interrupting Logan's tirade.
What about these children?
Storm Ororo glanced at the children playing ahead and asked.
"You all go quickly, I'll take care of these little ones."
"Blink Clarice patted her chest and said.
"Damn it! Scott, that idiot, is much more pleasing to the eye than Charles, that moron!"
Logan couldn't stop talking; he kept cursing as he walked.
"After all, he's the captain now, isn't he?"
Storm Ororo replied.
Clarice darted to the children who were playing. "Alright, kids, Bobby has prepared ice cream and smoothies for you. What flavor would you like?"
"I want strawberry flavor!"
"The chocolate flavor is the best!"
"Bullshit, vanilla is the best!"
The children, who were playing, started arguing as soon as they heard there was something delicious to eat.
"Alright, if you keep arguing, there won't be any left for you!"
Clarice casually swiped open a purple portal, gesturing for the children to go inside first.
Upon hearing that they wouldn't be able to eat ice cream soon, the children all shut up and rushed into the portal, with Clarice following closely behind.
Inside a somewhat shabby church, Cyclops Scott stood in front of a huge table, his hands resting on it, his eyes fixed on an open map.
After Logan, Ororo, and Clarice entered, he cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Alright, now that everyone's here, let's discuss the next battle plan."
"I've already contacted Magneto Erik; if necessary, Blink can take the children and leave first."
"OMG! Why don't we just go straight to their command post and take out those scientists?"
Those Sentry are like locusts, there's no way to kill them all. Why don't we just go and take out the people controlling them?!
Logan offered his suggestion, grumbling and cursing.
"Their stronghold has at least a thousand Nimrod Sentry; going there would be suicide."
A short-haired black man, dressed in a dark blue tight-fitting combat suit and holding a futuristic-looking mechanical cannon, emerged from the shadows in the corner.
"Who are you?"
Ororo glanced at Scott, then looked at the unfamiliar, muscular black man and asked.
"I am Bishop, and I come from the future."
"Alright, future soldier, do you have any good suggestions?"
Sunspot Roberto didn't give the suddenly appearing burly black man any face and directly retorted.
"In the future Nimrod Sentry have almost Carnage the Mutants, leaving only a small number to be kept in concentration camps. Now, Nimrod has realized that the past timeline has changed, and he has traveled back in time to extinguish this last glimmer of hope."
Bishop ignored Sunspot's words and spoke.
The entire room fell silent; the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like you could squeeze water out of it.
So what do you think we should do now?
Cyclops Scott listened quietly to this cruel future before posing a question.
"Find the mother of Nimrod and destroy its core; otherwise, killing any number of them won't help."
A strange, slightly mechanical voice suddenly appeared.
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, white man dressed in a very futuristic outfit appear not far away.
Half of his face was entirely mechanically modified, with his mechanical left eye flashing red as he surveyed the crowd.
Wow! You're a future soldier too? That's so cool!
Li Qianhuan blew a large bubble at the Jubilee, lightening the somewhat somber atmosphere.
" Cable, you're here too."
Bishop stared gravely at the two-meter-tall mechanical warrior before him.
This guy comes from a future even more distant than his own; if even he has to travel back in time to stop the Nimrod Sentry, then the situation in the future is truly precarious.
"We have about half a day to prepare. The Nimrod Sentry will attack Utopia and Genosha in succession. Magneto's Mutants nation will be destroyed by the giant Sentry today, and he will be captured and imprisoned in a concentration camp."
"Our time is running out. If you don't want Mutants to be completely wiped out, then you'll have to do as I say."
Cable's gaze slowly swept over everyone present, but lingered on Cyclops Scott for an extra second.
What should we do?
Storm Ororo frowned. Two Mutants had traveled back from the future to stop this Sentinels, which was enough to prove just how terrifying this Nimrod Sentry!
They must be on high alert!
"They'll send hundreds of Nimrod Sentry for a night raid tonight. Our only chance of success is..."
Cable paused here, looking at the red-haired woman standing next to Scott, wearing a yellow and blue tight-fitting combat suit.