The X-Men were on their way in the Blackbird after watching a news report of the Brotherhood of Mutants attacking an anti-mutant protest outside New York.
"Look like we have more trouble brewen from that blue lady Mystique no?" Asked the card dealer Gambit as his flicked his deck of cards between his hands while the others took their seats in the jet.
"I think she's lost some of her originality, 30 protesters? Honestly their team can be handled by the local police why do we have to get involved?" Huffed Emma Frost as she buckled in, looking back at Scott Summers as he took the controls.
"Like YOU have anything better to do Emma? Its been boring as hell lately, at least this way we get something to do and gain a little bit of good PR."
Rolling her eyes in boredom she sat back as Wolverine, Storm and Armor took their seats as the blackbird flew off to face their long time enemies.
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As soon as the Blackbird arrived on the scene the X-Men were met with a strange sight... No one was there.
"Uh... Did we miss something? Are we late?"
"Late for what?! There was an attack, the news casts said so." Grumbled Logan as he rolled the cigar in his mouth and looked around the vacant lot were a group of screaming, crying, peeing-their-pants mob of anti-mutant haters should be mauled by the Brotherhood.
Walking up to the open grass Gambit kicked a stray soda can away and turned to the rest of the team.
"Well... Look like problem solved no? We go home, make some dinner, watch some late night and be done now."
Confused by not disagreeing with the cajun card thrower the group of heroes were about to pack it in when a whistle called out from the middle of the emtpy lot behind them.
Mystique and the rest of the Brotherhood appeared before them after Mastermind dropped the illusion she had up.
"Hi assholes remember us?" Waved Toad as the band of villains readied to fight.
"We've had some changes since you last dealt with us, and THIS one's a doozy!"
Wolverine smiled as he unsheathed his claws and spat out his cigar. "Oh really? lets see whatcha... Wait a minute where's the fat bag you drag along?"
His answer came in the form of a pair of boots landing sqaure on his head before Fred Dukes back flipped and landed with the rest of the Brotherhood of Mutants.
"Hey buckos say hello to the new and improved Blob." Smirked Dukes as he stood his ground against the X-Men, he wore his classic costum but had it hemmed to fit his new trim and athletic body. The heroes blinked in confusion at the now tall and handsome
bruiser who smirked back and readied his fists to fight.
Logan was completely ignored as he tried to reset his bones after being squished.
"My back..."