A Meeting of Minds (Magneto)

[The Administrator!!!]

"I'll be close behind." He told Charles. A glare though as he left. Charles.... he put faith in others too much. In the powers he had. Naturally. Charles....

"Damn you Charles.... damn you to hell for your faith in mankind."

A sudden turn and he was gone. To follow his friend in the blackbird. He'd do whatever he must. Hopefully, Charles can tell him of anything he may need to know when danger struck. For now it's a matter of faith. A thing Magneto had so little of in others or of the world. Only in himself.

By any stretch it just sounded like an excuse to not believe his dearest friend was on a suicide mission for a woman he loved.

[The Envoy]

Xavier wheeled out, having the man under his mental control follow him, acting as though he had taken the older man hostage. This plan had to work, for there was too much at stake for both him and Moira now. Too much to be lost if this failed.

Eric, get ready to follow these men, I'm almost at the ship.

[The Administrator!!!]

"I'm already readying thrusters Charles. I just hope this tin can can do what you said before with its design and such."

They reached the ship. Where Charles sensed this 'ship' was most than a simple ship. When it opened up tentacles from the hangar it just felt like a life willing to take them in. Entering, Madrox and Charles make it to the main cockpit where he saw Moira unconcious but alive. Then he saw some large man in red step infront of him.

Something about him was strangely familiar. He looked at Charles with seething, horrid rage. Fists clenched he snapped roughly, "Why the hell didn't you leave that guy back there? Or better yet kill him? We don't need another hostage. Besides the boss will..."

Still, he heard someone else snapping his fingers. Then the music began.... the large man growled as he rolled his eyes. The music was a rather strange rock song starting slowly. Then the man flicked some ashes from a cigar as his one arm reached up pulling something from the upper cockpit, large shades. A third arm was pressing some buttons on the dash as the fourth worked controls on the chair.

[Sugar Man]

The large shades worked beautifully as the ship started to slowly lurch forward. Puffing his cigar the large fellow bobs his head as the song plays out. Damn he loved it... Rob Zombie's the shit. Dragula worked no matter what. Nodding his head he calls back.

"What's your name Mr. Clean? You look familiar." He puffed a little slowly. He knew that face in the window.... who is he....? "Damn it...." he sighed and swung the cigar along his lips. "Last time I came back my mind's a little foggy.... I know one thing. I strangely have a taste for strawberry cigars this life around. Hehehe..... yeah..."

Slowly the vehicle began speeding up as they were airborne. The pilot had a strange sweet smell about him. Then he spoke up. "Well, Charlie." Not aware who he was, just a tagname. "I'm the Sugar Man. I'll be your inflight entertainment. Pleasure to meet you." And with the thrusters jolting them all. He laughed as the flight was under way.

A small world ain't it?

[The Envoy]

Charles didn't say anything himself, but let the mind drone speak for him to reply to the large red man, "He seemed he might be useful sir," said the man, in a off tone.

Xavier continued to sit as Sugar Man spoke. He tried not to say anything, hoping to not give anything of their gambit away.

This may be more difficult than I first though Eric...

[The Administrator!!!]

".... why do I not feel surprised, Charles?"

Juggernaut took not of Madrox. He sounded a little tired... or something. Ignoring that though. He turned to Sugar Man wanting info. Leaning forward he asks, "What's the plan?"

"Nothing. Just meeting back at the rendevous." He heard a ringing. Grabbing a phone with a spare hand he flipped it and listened... Sugar Man chuckled and closed the phone. "Nice. Seems that Mystique's on route. This whole thin is going to work out really well." Flying, he asks, "So Mr. Clean... want a seat? Hehe, get it? That's priceless." He steered but heard no laugh. Nothing. A growl he asks, "You, Madrox. What about the other guy? You said there were two of them. Did you uh.... ya know, pop him or what?"

[The Envoy]

The man doesn't seem to understand the question at first, then answers, "He managed to get away. But he was wounded, so I do not expect him to give chase." There was that monotone again...something was off about it.

Xavier continued to sit and watch, now curious as to what was going on.

[The Administrator!!!]

Sugar Man laughed... it figures. "Well now, you're getting rusty. Is it because you used to live with Moira? Huh?" He turned in the mirror. "That's until Essex got in that noggin. Lopped out some pieces of your memories... made you more a robot. Though you used to sound more cheerful. Maybe finally putting the woman that tried so damn hard to help you down has taken a toll?"

He shrugged as they flew. A sigh, he admits, "Essex is a genius my friend. Hell. He formed the 'M-Rage' after all. Precursor to the 'Legacy' I suppose..." But that's another mess... really. "Then again I'm kind of pissed off that he made me waste it all that night in Manhattan. Even if it was fun. I wish it had been sooner. That's the same night I was fucking killed...." to that, he frowned...

"What the hell killed me anyway.... uh...." he shrugged, something. Anyway. He smiled again. "You know what though? I'm looking forward to just getting back there and finding my girlfriend. Haw-Haw-Haw, I hear she's catatonic now. In that school for gifted kids. What the hell's it called again..." he scratched his chin, it's on the tip of his long bio-energy tongue...

[The Envoy]

Xavier had to control his rage...

So it was this one who started the rampage. It was this one who harmed Mina. He could not tell Deus that the mutant was alive though, but he could tell Eric.

Eric, it seems that these people are also the ones responsible for the Rampage and Mina's condition. I do not think we can let this get any further, as they seem to have worse plans for the future. Including something called Legacy.

Xavier wanted badly to read this man/thing's mind, but he did not want to give himself away in a place he had no way to defend himself. Also, he only controlled one of these men, if things went bad, he wanted Eric there to help.

[The Administrator!!!]

Leave it to you Charles. Very well I'm coming in closer. If you need for me to attack the ship with the wing tell me. I think the gun turrets are operational. Though keep me linked so I do not kill you with friendly fire.

Sugar Man seemed bored now... so he asks, "Hey, Madrox? Tell me. I heard Juggy and you talking about that Morlock thing the other day. About how with Trask getting nosey about them. You two would be heading in the sewers probably. That mean what I think it means?"

Juggernaut smiled a bit, he was proud about this. Yet he looked at Madrox and finally started to get the idea something is seriously wrong. Whatever it was...

[The Envoy]

Madrox, "Yes, we were thinking of taking them down."

This time there was a bit of an odd glee to the statement, not at all like the monotone from before...was Xavier's grasp slipping?

In fact, he had finally managed to gain control of his emotional responses. He hated having this level of control, but right now it was necessary to maintain this ruse.

I think I have enough information Eric, we need to get out of here...

[The Administrator!!!]

Juggernaut glared on a bit. This isn't right... not at all...

"Yeah, but you remember we also have to capture that one. Right? You remember that? Essex wants her because..."

Standing, he clenched his fist. Juggernaut as he turned down to Xavier, "What's going on...?"

Was it somehow discovered? Had this large fellow found out something? Before he can really investigate though the ship was suddenly being brought under fire. Bullets took to the upper hull of the ship. This, made the Sugar Man turn away and allow bullets to scratch or warp along the hull itself. It also tossed Juggernaut heavy guy he was across the front of the cockpit and allowed Charles with Madrox, to get to Moira in her chair.

Sugar Man was too busy driving, and Juggernaut still confused what happened thanks to his one moment of accusation to the smaller cripple.

[The Envoy]

Xavier started to wheel backwards, then hoisted Moira onto his wheelchair, setting her as comfortably as possible. Then, keeping the mind controlled between him and the enemies, he made his way to the rear exit.

I am near the back of the plane, I may need you to catch me.

[The Administrator!!!]

The blackhawk flew behind the other strange craft. Taking aim to the rear of the other plane. Yes, he can 'catch' Charles. So long he stays in that seat. A smirk on the old man's lips he fired again. Yet this time the bullets stop their movement and hover in the back of the other plane. Then were like small knives as they flew into the surface spinning faster and faster in a circle. Tearing the rear of the plane off in a circle. A sigh of relief Erik saw Charles.

Yet he also saw a large red man running into the back of the plane too.

Tossing another of the Madrox clones that were blocking the path. He stood there fists clenched knowing who it was. His anger so much he didn't move he just watched Charles. In time he'll introduce himself back into the family that Charles has made. That school. In time.

[The Envoy]

Xavier didn't know what this man could do, but it seemed like it was something that dealt with mass manipulation and something else to make this "Juggernaught" nigh on unstoppable.

Erik, whenever you are ready.