"Who was he?" After Sean pushed the door open and left, Cyclops Scott voiced the question on everyone's mind.
The first thing they did after returning to the school was follow the professor to the White House for a demonstrative talk. This completely went against the low-profile, hidden approach the bald old man had upheld for so long. They felt that the old man who had guided them like a beacon seemed to have changed somehow, and his direction for the future of Mutants had subtly shifted as well.
"His name is Sean Sipes. If you follow news from the scientific community, you should have heard that name before." The professor slowly introduced the young man's background. "His public identity is the founder of Umbrella, a promising genius from New York. As for his true background in private, even I do not know."
The professor wheeled himself to the window. Bright sunlight streamed in as he watched the Mutant children running and laughing outside. Remembering the fragments of the future he had glimpsed in Sean's memories, he thought that if his kind truly faced such a cruel fate someday, perhaps cooperating with that young man who called himself a traveler through time and space would not be a bad thing.
"Erik and his Brotherhood have already fallen into his hands. As for me and the children at the school, we were all saved by him."
Hearing the professor say that, the others lost more than half their wariness toward Sean. Only Scott, who harbored some resentment toward humans, still held his prejudice. He had suffered human oppression in his childhood and had nearly become Stryker's experimental material, so deep down, he did not trust humans. If not for the professor's patient teachings, Cyclops, who had endured such a dark past,