Chapter 18
If the mutant who called himself Azazel had any virtue whatsoever, it was perseverance. If one plan failed, he always had another. So the X-Men, particularly with that Polaris finely tuned magnetic abilities, laid waste to his fortress and forced him to beat a hasty retreat. So what children werent killed off in his previous invasion attempt could not open a portal large enough for his army. He did not need a fortress any more. He might not even need his army. He could start with a few easily manipulated souls desperate for approval, power, or revenge. Then, if he simply executed this new plan correctly, barring the involvement of some opportunistic interlopers eager to lay claim to his prize, he would have a super powered army already on earth, desperate for decisive leadership, eager to take action against that human plague. Even if it wasnt happening as he originally planned, his war was still taking shape quite nicely.
I dont like the look of that crowd out there one bit, said Kassandra, as they prepared to leave the courthouse. Outside the main entrances, beyond the crush of media, hordes of protestors strove to out-shout each other. Could I please take the inhibitors off now?
The police officers about to escort her out looked at each other not quite knowing what to say.
My daughter has a point, said Dr. Altheim. Just look at this. If I were a mutant, I wouldnt want to venture out there without my powers.
And from the looks of things, said Warren, youll have your work cut out for you protecting the others.
But we can help you, of course, said Kurt, who had been watching the proceedings on the feed to the mutants room and had just stepped into the lobby. He then carefully outlined a plan for getting everyone out of there with minimal fuss. Warren was impressed to see Nightcrawler using the leadership skills he seemed to lose after their first misadventures in Montana. And Kassandra was glad. She may have doubly wished that Sean Cassidy could be in any shape to help. One word in his commanding voice could quell any impending riot. But she had another idea.
Einen Moment, Kurt, she said, pulling her inhibitors off. In the blink of an eye, she checked a timeline. Great idea. It should work, of course, on a couple of conditions. We have to keep the sentinels out of this, even if there are mutant supremacists in the crowd posing a threat. We dont want a panic. And besides the usual anti-mutant media tools, weve got a certain breath of fresh air reporting. Jack, while were departing, how about if we also give her something exclusive? And after we all get out?
We all meet for dinner at Gregors, said Jack, though I cant stay for long. Ive got Cain Markos case too, and unfortunately, not Kassandras time management skills!
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This is Trish Tilby reporting from the federal courthouse where the first day of testimony in the trial of Kassandra Altheim has just concluded.
Professor Xavier might have been able to restrain his desire to check in on the proceedings telepathically, but televisionally was a different matter entirely. Some of the other new reports, objective only in the minds of their reporters and producers, were beginning to annoy even him. On the other hand, this lady was the first hed heard refer to Kassandra by name without first calling her mutant ex-spy, accused traitor and murderer, or something even worse. He was glad to see someone reporting on the situation who didnt think presumed innocence allowed exceptions for mutants.
The crowd is very tense here at the moment, Ms. Tilby continued, and security has been tighter than usual today. It also appears that- whats this?
Whats just happened? the anchor asked.
I have just been somehow handed a written statement, signed by Kassandra Altheim and her attorney, Jack White. They call this a preemptive renouncement of violent demonstration. It says here that they hope the people gathered here tonight can express their opinions peacefully, and, I quote, that demonstrators on either side unable to do so will discredit their cause and likely endanger some of the very people whose right to exist they claim to support.
Does this seem ludicrous to you, given the magnitude of the charges against Miss Altheim, that she would renounce violence now?
Xavier cringed.
Not at all, said Ms. Tilby. Bear in mind, Miss Altheims family and some of her closest friends are here tonight. It stands to reason that she would insist extra measures be taken to protect them. And of course no law specifically exempts mutants from presumed innocence. This also says that Miss Altheim and some of the witnesses have pledged to cooperate fully with security to ensure that everyone can leave the courthouse in safety.
The shouting in the background redoubled.
And based on what I see now, said Ms. Tilby, Id be grateful for that extra help.
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Kassandra was the first out the door. In an instant, she made sure Trish Tilby had her statement in hand. Then she flit over to the tree where Nightcrawler had arranged to meet her and resumed time. And with a muffled bamf and the feel of his arms around her, she soon found herself standing with him on the highest limb able to support their weight.
Nette Außicht, Kurt. But this was no time to simply enjoy the view. Kassandra gazed across the lawns and the front walkway. She could see by the sufficient light of the setting sun Archangel on the roof of the courthouse.
Were in position, said Kurt into his communicator.
Now, Miss Tilby continued, Apparently Miss Altheim and a couple witnesses have already managed to leave the courthouse, so its unlikely that well be able to see or get any comment from them, but
Gottes Wille geschehe, said Kassandra.
The doors to the main entrance opened, and out came a security detail escorting the jury to their transport.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, said Kassandra, as the van drove away and another few cars pulled up. Oh, Lieber Gott!
I hear a shouting match startin by that news van, she heard Logan say into his communicator. And theyre usin fighting words.
And theres some shoving going on about 20 feet behind the press line on the east side, said Warren.
Were on it, said an officer.
But Kassandra seemed suddenly distracted by something else. Guys, make sure Fitzsimmons and the prosecution witnesses are the last to leave.
But-
I dont know about you, but I actually want to keep them alive. Logan, can you get in there and make sure they stay?
Sure thing, kid, said Logan.
Kurt could feel Kassandra relax, but only a very, very little bit as her family and Jack were ushered out the door. Dr. Altheim! Mr. White! Father! Mrs. Pulayantlha! cried the reporters vying for their attention and hoping to get a comment.
We need more reinforcements along the press line, said Warren.
People are trying to break through, said Kassandra.
Mutie-lovers! You should be tried for treason! You- youre a doctor! Why didnt you abort that thing? Or find a cure? Some loving human family, raising up a monster! Youre only getting whats coming! shouted the unsympathetic masses.
They walked to their car offering no response but a solemn and somewhat graceful stoniness.
Mama knew stuff like this would happen eventually, Kassandra said, choking back tears and wishing she had some duct tape on hand to apply to more than a few deserving mouths. Wir waren uns alle dessen bewußt.
Deine Mutter ist stärker als meine, said Kurt, planting a kiss on the top of her tousled head. For what its worth, my mother threw me over a waterfall rather than go through the sort of thing your mother is facing today.
It still doesnt make hearing the things theyre saying any easier.
Ich verstehe, Kassandra.
Kassandra suddenly stiffened, then said in English, Okay, everyone, well have to get moving. Be on guard. On my signal NOW!
With that, Kurt teleported himself and Kassandra down from the tree then grabbed Fitzsimmons, who had just stepped out the door.
We aint gonna just stand there and let em railroad another one of us, are we? a voice cried out.
What the-? BAMF! Fitzsimmons suddenly found herself in her car, choking on noxious smoke.
You could thank me for saving your life, but I think Im spoken for.
BAMF!
Back in front of the courthouse, most of the people who had first disregarded the order to disperse were beginning to understand what it meant, and quickly scattered. Und Gott sei Dank! Kassandra saw this getting worse with every upcoming minute, and didnt want any extra people around. Warren, intercept him dead ahead of you, twenty four feet up, NOW! she cried. Logan, you smell out the rest of them?
Sure do, kid, but could use some help roundin em up.
"Okay officers, you know the drill, said Kurt.
Big show of force for anyone who isnt leaving or trying to help us, but dont engage them. Got it.
And guard your thoughts! Kassandra shouted. Were in for big trouble! Then her comlink, which had been operating erratically, finally went dead.
If the mutant who called himself Azazel had any virtue whatsoever, it was perseverance. If one plan failed, he always had another. So the X-Men, particularly with that Polaris finely tuned magnetic abilities, laid waste to his fortress and forced him to beat a hasty retreat. So what children werent killed off in his previous invasion attempt could not open a portal large enough for his army. He did not need a fortress any more. He might not even need his army. He could start with a few easily manipulated souls desperate for approval, power, or revenge. Then, if he simply executed this new plan correctly, barring the involvement of some opportunistic interlopers eager to lay claim to his prize, he would have a super powered army already on earth, desperate for decisive leadership, eager to take action against that human plague. Even if it wasnt happening as he originally planned, his war was still taking shape quite nicely.
I dont like the look of that crowd out there one bit, said Kassandra, as they prepared to leave the courthouse. Outside the main entrances, beyond the crush of media, hordes of protestors strove to out-shout each other. Could I please take the inhibitors off now?
The police officers about to escort her out looked at each other not quite knowing what to say.
My daughter has a point, said Dr. Altheim. Just look at this. If I were a mutant, I wouldnt want to venture out there without my powers.
And from the looks of things, said Warren, youll have your work cut out for you protecting the others.
But we can help you, of course, said Kurt, who had been watching the proceedings on the feed to the mutants room and had just stepped into the lobby. He then carefully outlined a plan for getting everyone out of there with minimal fuss. Warren was impressed to see Nightcrawler using the leadership skills he seemed to lose after their first misadventures in Montana. And Kassandra was glad. She may have doubly wished that Sean Cassidy could be in any shape to help. One word in his commanding voice could quell any impending riot. But she had another idea.
Einen Moment, Kurt, she said, pulling her inhibitors off. In the blink of an eye, she checked a timeline. Great idea. It should work, of course, on a couple of conditions. We have to keep the sentinels out of this, even if there are mutant supremacists in the crowd posing a threat. We dont want a panic. And besides the usual anti-mutant media tools, weve got a certain breath of fresh air reporting. Jack, while were departing, how about if we also give her something exclusive? And after we all get out?
We all meet for dinner at Gregors, said Jack, though I cant stay for long. Ive got Cain Markos case too, and unfortunately, not Kassandras time management skills!
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This is Trish Tilby reporting from the federal courthouse where the first day of testimony in the trial of Kassandra Altheim has just concluded.
Professor Xavier might have been able to restrain his desire to check in on the proceedings telepathically, but televisionally was a different matter entirely. Some of the other new reports, objective only in the minds of their reporters and producers, were beginning to annoy even him. On the other hand, this lady was the first hed heard refer to Kassandra by name without first calling her mutant ex-spy, accused traitor and murderer, or something even worse. He was glad to see someone reporting on the situation who didnt think presumed innocence allowed exceptions for mutants.
The crowd is very tense here at the moment, Ms. Tilby continued, and security has been tighter than usual today. It also appears that- whats this?
Whats just happened? the anchor asked.
I have just been somehow handed a written statement, signed by Kassandra Altheim and her attorney, Jack White. They call this a preemptive renouncement of violent demonstration. It says here that they hope the people gathered here tonight can express their opinions peacefully, and, I quote, that demonstrators on either side unable to do so will discredit their cause and likely endanger some of the very people whose right to exist they claim to support.
Does this seem ludicrous to you, given the magnitude of the charges against Miss Altheim, that she would renounce violence now?
Xavier cringed.
Not at all, said Ms. Tilby. Bear in mind, Miss Altheims family and some of her closest friends are here tonight. It stands to reason that she would insist extra measures be taken to protect them. And of course no law specifically exempts mutants from presumed innocence. This also says that Miss Altheim and some of the witnesses have pledged to cooperate fully with security to ensure that everyone can leave the courthouse in safety.
The shouting in the background redoubled.
And based on what I see now, said Ms. Tilby, Id be grateful for that extra help.
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Kassandra was the first out the door. In an instant, she made sure Trish Tilby had her statement in hand. Then she flit over to the tree where Nightcrawler had arranged to meet her and resumed time. And with a muffled bamf and the feel of his arms around her, she soon found herself standing with him on the highest limb able to support their weight.
Nette Außicht, Kurt. But this was no time to simply enjoy the view. Kassandra gazed across the lawns and the front walkway. She could see by the sufficient light of the setting sun Archangel on the roof of the courthouse.
Were in position, said Kurt into his communicator.
Now, Miss Tilby continued, Apparently Miss Altheim and a couple witnesses have already managed to leave the courthouse, so its unlikely that well be able to see or get any comment from them, but
Gottes Wille geschehe, said Kassandra.
The doors to the main entrance opened, and out came a security detail escorting the jury to their transport.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, said Kassandra, as the van drove away and another few cars pulled up. Oh, Lieber Gott!
I hear a shouting match startin by that news van, she heard Logan say into his communicator. And theyre usin fighting words.
And theres some shoving going on about 20 feet behind the press line on the east side, said Warren.
Were on it, said an officer.
But Kassandra seemed suddenly distracted by something else. Guys, make sure Fitzsimmons and the prosecution witnesses are the last to leave.
But-
I dont know about you, but I actually want to keep them alive. Logan, can you get in there and make sure they stay?
Sure thing, kid, said Logan.
Kurt could feel Kassandra relax, but only a very, very little bit as her family and Jack were ushered out the door. Dr. Altheim! Mr. White! Father! Mrs. Pulayantlha! cried the reporters vying for their attention and hoping to get a comment.
We need more reinforcements along the press line, said Warren.
People are trying to break through, said Kassandra.
Mutie-lovers! You should be tried for treason! You- youre a doctor! Why didnt you abort that thing? Or find a cure? Some loving human family, raising up a monster! Youre only getting whats coming! shouted the unsympathetic masses.
They walked to their car offering no response but a solemn and somewhat graceful stoniness.
Mama knew stuff like this would happen eventually, Kassandra said, choking back tears and wishing she had some duct tape on hand to apply to more than a few deserving mouths. Wir waren uns alle dessen bewußt.
Deine Mutter ist stärker als meine, said Kurt, planting a kiss on the top of her tousled head. For what its worth, my mother threw me over a waterfall rather than go through the sort of thing your mother is facing today.
It still doesnt make hearing the things theyre saying any easier.
Ich verstehe, Kassandra.
Kassandra suddenly stiffened, then said in English, Okay, everyone, well have to get moving. Be on guard. On my signal NOW!
With that, Kurt teleported himself and Kassandra down from the tree then grabbed Fitzsimmons, who had just stepped out the door.
We aint gonna just stand there and let em railroad another one of us, are we? a voice cried out.
What the-? BAMF! Fitzsimmons suddenly found herself in her car, choking on noxious smoke.
You could thank me for saving your life, but I think Im spoken for.
BAMF!
Back in front of the courthouse, most of the people who had first disregarded the order to disperse were beginning to understand what it meant, and quickly scattered. Und Gott sei Dank! Kassandra saw this getting worse with every upcoming minute, and didnt want any extra people around. Warren, intercept him dead ahead of you, twenty four feet up, NOW! she cried. Logan, you smell out the rest of them?
Sure do, kid, but could use some help roundin em up.
"Okay officers, you know the drill, said Kurt.
Big show of force for anyone who isnt leaving or trying to help us, but dont engage them. Got it.
And guard your thoughts! Kassandra shouted. Were in for big trouble! Then her comlink, which had been operating erratically, finally went dead.