Sequels Young X-Men (My Script)

[TKing]

Hey guys. After writing my X4, I've decided to do a Young X-Men Script as well. Unfortunately I won't be online much of today, so I'm not sure how much I can post. (If anything)

But I thought I'll give you a run down of what it is about, though: The X-Men discover about the island of Genosha, a place where mutants can escape persecution. Storm and Logan decide to investigate this place.

Meanwhile, Beast and Angel are left to babysit the children, leading to disastrous results...

Hopefully, I will be able to post something by the end of today. Watch this space!

 

[TKing]

Young X-Men (Title in works)
By TKing
Characters and locations owned by Marvel Enterprises​

EXT. LAKE – NIGHT

UNDERWATER: A brightly coloured fly, dangling on a fishing pole. A salmon appears, deciding whether or not to take the fly.

PAN UP THROUGH THE WATER. We pass the wooden boards of a rowing boat until we meet a MAN, napping. A hat is pulled over his face.

Suddenly his line becomes taut. The man stirs. He looks up and grabs the line, his face alive with excitement… anxiousness…

He reels in the line.

A few moments pass by, the sound of the man reeling in the line and the gentle undulations of the water echoing into the darkness.

Night is settling in, a warm SUMMER evening. The lake is surrounded by moors.

Suddenly, the man’s face becomes a mixture of confusion and terror. He pulls the rod up and out of the water to find… nothing.

All that time wasted. He hasn’t had a catch all day. The man sighs and is about to row away, when something JERKS his boat.

He stares at the surrounding water. What was that? He peers over the edge of the rowing boat into the darkness of the lake below. He can’t see anything.

ANOTHER NUDGE. The boat sways side to side like an elegant dancer. The man scratches his head. Must be one big fish, he thinks.

Just when we think everything has died down, a HUGE WAVE OF WATER rises and turns his boat upside down. The man can barely let out a scream before he is thrown by his boat and plunges into the murky water, disappearing from our view.

A few moments pass by. Nothing. There is no sign of the man. Bubbles emerge and rise to the surface of the lake. But no sound.

Then, we hear a loud MECHANICAL NOISE. Like metal scraping on metal. It grows louder and louder, the lake vibrates.

Whatever it is, it is something big…

EXT. LAKE – CONTINOUS

A BIRD’S EYE VIEW OF THE LAKE. The water shakes, ripples dash from one side to the other. The noise continues.

Out of the darkness, a pair of eyes the size of street lamps glare from below the water. They glow with WHITE HOT FURY.

Then, as quickly as they came, the eyes fade away and the water calms. It’s like never ever happened. But something is in that lake.

Something not quite human…

EXT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – GROUNDS – DAY

A pre-war mansion. Looking as magnificent as ever. It is exactly as we last saw it.

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – HALLWAY

A group of blonde-haired girls, the STEPFORD CUCKOOS (who we will meet later) giggle as they make their way downstairs.

MOVE IN CLOSER ON ONE DOOR IN PARTICULAR

A fist bangs on it. Twice.

VOICE (O.S.)
Come on. It’s on.

The door opens to reveal: HELLION, a dark-haired and extremely competitive young man.

HELLION
Alright. I’m coming. I’m coming.

He closes the door and follows his friend down the stairs. Into:

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – LOUNGE – SAME TIME

A crowd has gathered around the TV. ROGUE AND BOBBY sit on the sofa, holding each other’s hands.

Kneeling on the floor are two boys: EXACT COPIES OF EACH OTHER. They are fighting over the remote control.

BOY #1
Give it to me!

BOY #2
No, it’s mine.

BOY #1
Miss Munroe said I could have the control.

BOY #2
No! She said I could!

Everybody looks to JONES. He blinks and the TV switches on.

ON TV: A press conference. Standing amid the flash of the photographers’ cameras, are STORM and BEAST.

 

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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM – DAY

The room is crammed with press and the like to the point that there is little room to move.

PAN CLOSER ON TWO PEOPLE IN PARTICULAR

Despite their same taste in clothing, ORORO MUNROE and HANK MCCOY couldn’t be more different. They are mutants, as we all know.

Ororo addresses the room.

STORM
Please. Allow me to begin. My name is Ororo Munroe. This…

She signals towards Hank.

STORM (CONT’D)
… is Hank McCoy. As you may already know, we are mutants. And we would like to talk to you about a school designed specifically for mutants. The Xavier Institute, in Westchester, New York, is a safe haven where -

A male journalist jerks his hand up.

STORM
Please, let me finish. Our primary goal is to allow those with more extreme mutations to learn in a safe environment. A place where they will not be treated as freaks and outcasts.

JOURNALIST (CONT’D)
Why was the existence of such a school kept from the American people for so long?

STORM
That was simply for the protection of the students. We felt it best if the children focused more on their studies than worry about what the rest of the world thought about them.

ANOTHER JOURNALIST
Miss Munroe, who set up this institution?

STORM
The Xavier Institute was established some twenty years ago by Professor Charles Xavier, a physicist. Like us, Professor Xavier was a mutant. He dreamt of his schools situated in every town and city in the country. Unfortunately, Professor Xavier… passed away a year ago.

JOURNALIST
Miss Munroe, isn’t it true that a member of a special covert ops unit teaches at your school? Do you think he wise that he should -?

STORM
I can assure you, those days are truly over. Logan is in fact one of the best instructors we have ever had at the school. I can’t tell you how much the students enjoy his classes.

A female stands up, her pen poised at the notebook.

FEMALE REPORTER
What about the involvement of one of your staff members in the attack at Alcatraz?

Storm is taken aback by the question. She takes a few moments to compose herself.

STORM
Jean Grey, may she rest in peace, was not herself during that attack. She had been manipulated by the terrorist you know as Magneto. She was just a pawn.

FEMALE REPORTER
Well, Miss Munroe, it seems to me like for someone who works in a school… you haven’t done a particularly good job.

STORM
That’s an unfair statement. If it wasn’t for the Xavier Institute, dozens of young mutants would have no where else to go. In many cases, we are the only family they have left.

Several more journalists raise their hands, desperately trying to voice their opinions. Photographs flash their cameras excessively.

FEMALE REPORTER
Miss Munroe, you seem to approve the actions of a known terrorist.

STORM
Of course not. I was merely trying to –

Hank pipes up. He steps forth.

HANK
Please, let us explain. The Alcatraz incident was a regrettable act, and although Jean Grey played a part in that, she was not wholly to blame. Unfortunately, she was being misled in her… fragile state.

But the reporter is relentless. She pursues.

FEMALE REPORTER
But what’s to stop another student of yours from loosing control? We’ve seen what the Brotherhood of Mutants can do, but what if your students went rogue?

HANK
I assure you that will never happen.

FEMALE REPORTER
And why not? For 12 years now, we have seen the destruction that mutant’s powers can cause. Why should we trust anything you say?

Storm’s eyes glow white. Lightning crackles inside the room; people stare in wonder. A strong breeze starts, blowing away the reporters’ notes.

Hank turns to Storm.

HANK
Ororo? That’s enough.

But it isn’t. People are frightened now. The doors burst open in the wind, the hinges rattle.

HANK (CONT’D)
Ororo! What would the Professor say?

Storm comes to her sense. Her eyes revert to the normal, beautiful brunette. The wind dies down.

Beat.

STORM
I think we should go.

Hank nods his head in agreement. He takes her by the arm and leads her through a side exit.

INT. WHITE HOUSE – HALLWAY – MINUTES LATER

Storm and Hank walk the barren halls, chattering.

HANK
I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do. Technically, they’re not doing anything illegal. I’ll talk it over with the President, see if we can come to some sort of arrangement.

STORM
Thanks, Hank. I was actually hoping you could visit us at the Institute some time.

HANK
You know I’d love to, dear. But there is so much work to be done here. Perhaps another time. I promise.

STORM
Of course. I’ll speak to you later. See ya, Hank.

HANK
Goodbye, Ororo.

She hugs him, and then continues through the hallway towards the exit. Hank opens a door to his right and closes it behind him.

 

[MaleRogue]

Wow I like it....
Again..
You are a good writer

 

[TKing]

Thanks, MaleRogue.

 

[TKing]

INT. STAIRWAY – DAY

The place is bathed in dust. Thick cobwebs fill each corner. Down the steps, emerges someone quite familiar.

It is BOBBY DRAKE, clad in a form-fitting battle uniform. He holds a flashlight before him, glazing over stone coffins and ancient statues.

INT. TOMB – MINUTES LATER

Revealed in Bobby’s flashlight is a decrepit MUMMY. Clutching a crudely-fashioned CEREMONIAL DRUM.

Bobby admires his prize stolen from the mummy.

BOBBY
Cake.

He lifts out his communicator, and speaks into it:

BOBBY (CONT’D)
Mission accomplished. I’ve got it guys. Meet me topside in five.

He reacts to a rumbling inside the tomb. The very floor beneath him is buckling from some unseen force. Racing for the arched doorway, Bobby stops when he sees:

POV - BOBBY

Sections of the antechamber's tile floor are falling away, dropping down into an infinite ABYSS now exposed.

BACK TO SCENE

Bobby takes a deep breath. He reaches up his hand, and sends a STREAM OF FROST at the ground. He creates a makeshift bridge, composed entirely of ice, stretching from both sides of the abyss.

He rushes across the bridge ...and sprints for the entry hole, drum cradled in his arms!

INT. ANCIENT PASSAGE – SAME TIME

Peter Rasputin, aka: COLOSSUS is walking through the ancient stone passage when he hears a rumbling. Followed by a shout.

COLOSSUS
(Under his breath)
Bobby, what have you done now?

The ground RUMBLES beneath his feet. The walls either side of him start to shake. Without warning, great spikes spring together from the sides of the passage with a ferocious CLANG!

Colossus is trapped!

INT. TOMB - SAME TIME

Bobby is running through the tomb, as the floor literally melts away into nothingness behind him.

He turns sharply and heads down a small, tunnel leading into a vast chamber. Alas, the ground is firm here.

Across the way, there is a gaping hole in the wall, light floods through into the chamber. Smiling, Bobby strides across the room in two steps and leaps at the wall.

A hand emerges from outside. He gladly takes it and is hoisted through the opening into-

EXT. DESERT – DAY

Bobby is surrounded by three other students: DUST, HELLION and SIRYN.

BOBBY
Where are the others?

INT. ANCIENT PASSAGE – SAME TIME

The spikes slowly retract to reveal: COLOSSUS, now in his trademark metal form. He must’ve morphed at the last second.

He looks around and moves through the passage. The tomb continues to shake; pillars are collapsing, great slabs of rock plunge from the ceiling as dust shrouds the corridors.

Colossus fights his way through, when he hears a voice in the distance.

VOICE (O.S.)
Help! Help!

It is barely audible. Colossus looks around. There’s no sign of… then he finds it. A little across the way, another student named RAY CRISP (BERZERKER) is trapped beneath a pile of rubble.

BERZERKER
Peter! Help! I’m stuck!

COLOSSUS
Hang on!

Colossus rushes over to him. He lifts the slab of rock with ease and throws it behind him.

COLOSSUS (CONT’D)
We have to get out of here! Now! The whole place is coming down!

They battle their way through the dust-enshrouded corridors in their search for the exit.

EXT. DESERT – DAY

Bobby is checking his stopwatch.

BOBBY
Come on… come on…

INT. TOMB - SAME TIME

Colossus and Berzeker have made it to the chamber, looking across at the hole in the wall opposite.

COLOSSUS
C’mon!

They rush through the room, as pieces of rock and stone plummet from the above. They weave their way through the fallen pillars and broken statues to the opening.

VOICE (O.S.)
There they are!

They see Bobby, gawking down at them from outside.

BOBBY
Quick! Hurry!

But it’s too late. Before they can reach the exit, the tomb evaporates and the Danger Room materializes, its familiar metal features coming into view.

The main doors open and LOGAN strides in, looking as animalistic as ever.

LOGAN
Well. Time’s up. You did good.

HELLION
But we failed.

LOGAN
Maybe so. But you tried. And you did the right thing, Peter. Going back for Ray is what a good team member should do.

The students still seem disappointed.

LOGAN (CONT’D)
You could always try again?

BOBBY
No, no. it’s fine. We’re good.

Logan smirks.

LOGAN
Thought so. Why don’t you go get yourselves cleaned up?

The students do as they’re told as disappear through the metal doors. Logan follows them. He switches off the light and the doors close, concealing the room in TOTAL DARKNESS.

 

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INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – CLASSROOM – DAY

ROGUE, KITTY, JUBILEE and the STEPFORD CUCKOOS are among the students here.

Standing in front of the class is WARREN WORTHINGTON III, known as ANGEL to the mutant community.

One of the Stepford Cuckoos, ESME, closes her eyes -– concentrating, using her telepathy. She focuses on a girl sitting beside her.

The girl in question rubs her head. She seems to be in some pain.

GIRL
Mr Worthington? Can I go to the bathroom? I don’t feel well all of a sudden.

ANGEL
Of course.

As the girl passes by, ESME smiles at her handiwork.

At the front of the class, Angel bends down beside Rogue, who looks anxious. They talk in almost a whisper, as the other classmates get on with their work.

ANGEL
Rogue, I’ve noticed you’ve been slipping behind lately.

ROGUE
I’m sorry. I’ll try harder.

ANGEL
Don’t apologise. I want to help you: is something wrong? I’d understand if you didn’t want to talk about it, especially after everything you’ve been through.

ROGUE
I’m fine, Mr Worthington.

He gives her a questioning look.

ANGEL
Are you sure?

ROGUE
Positive.

He stands up. Then whispers:

ANGEL
What about me? How am I doing?

ROGUE
(Smiling)
You’re doing great.

ANGEL
Thanks. I never dreamt I’d be a teacher before. Sort of just… happened.

ROGUE
Really?

ANGEL
Yeah. All my life I was told I was a freak, an outcast. I guess after I while I started believing it myself, that I didn’t belong.

ROGUE
I get that feeling sometimes.

ANGEL
Even though you took the cure?

ROGUE
(Nodding gravely)
It just seems like… I’m being ignored, like I don’t belong here anymore. It’s true. I don’t. After what I did… I betrayed them.

ANGEL
No. You did what was right for you. No-one can judge you for that. Don’t worry, Rogue. You’ll always have a place here.

Rogue takes comfort in that. She smiles widely.

 

[TKing]

I will post more some time tommorrow.

Coming up:

Spoiler

The main plot is revealed.

 

[MaleRogue]

Cool I really want to read more...
post some soon

 

[TKing]

Glad you like it.

 

[TKing]

INT. WHITE HOUSE – MUTANT AFFAIRS – DAY

HANK MCCOY sits behind his large desk, signing documents, writing letters etc. There is a knock at the door.

HANK
Come in.

An assistant walks in, a cup of tea in hand.

HANK (CONT’D)
Thank you, Jennie.

ASSISTANT/JENNIE
You’re welcome, sir.

Hank takes a sip from his tea. Lifts up the next document. He is intrigued. His eyes widen in shock. This can’t be…?

His suspicions are confirmed. His jaw drops open and he –

INT. WHITE HOUSE – SITUATION ROOM – SAME TIME

The President is delivering a speech to his colleagues, including Bolivar Trask. The door bursts open and Hank storms in. Everybody looks in his direction.

PRESIDENT
Hank, pleasure to see you.

HANK
I only just found out. Is it true?

PRESIDENT
Please, take a seat.

Hank sits down obediently. He watches the screen, which displays an image of a large tropical island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.

PRESIDENT (CONT’D)
As I was saying, from the reports we have, this seems to be the best way forward. A way to branch out to the mutant community… show them there’s no hard feelings.

TRASK
You just want to forget about what happened at Alcatraz?

PRESIDENT
Mr Trask, there’s been enough bloodshed already, on either side of the line. It’s time we stopped fighting.

WOMAN IN A SUIT
There’s a lot at stake here, Mr President.

PRESIDENT
I realise that. This is why I want to send in a team to analysis and access the facility, before we reveal it to the public.

TRASK
Who did you have it mind?

The President looks at Hank.

TRASK (CONT’D)
Him?

PRESIDENT
Hank, I think your… diplomacy and professionalism will prove useful in this matter.

HANK
With all due respect, it’s a big decision sir.

PRESIDENT
That’s why I’d like you to talk it over with your contacts at the Xavier Institute.

Trask cannot believe what he is hearing.

TRASK
Are you serious, Mr President?

PRESIDENT
They deserve to know, Bolivar. If it wasn’t for them, think of what more the Brotherhood could have accomplished.

He turns back to Hank.

PRESIDENT (CONT’D)
Please, Hank. Talk it over with them. I would really appreciate their help.

HANK
Of course, Mr President. I’ll leave at once.

He stands up and disappears through the door. Trask watches him go, his eyes bulging with fury.

 

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EXT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – POOL AREA – DAY

A volleyball match in the pool. On one side, PETER, BOBBY and ROBERTO COSTA (SUNSPOT). On the other, RAY CRISP (BERZERKER), JULIAN (HELLION) and JONES.

Peter starts the game; he hits the ball across at Julian, who easily knocks it back. To Bobby… to Ray… back to Bobby… to Jones… to Peter… to Julian… then to Roberto.

He hits the ball with such velocity that it hits Ray squarely in the face, who falls clumsily into the pool.

THE STEPFORD CUCKOOS are watching from nearby. They giggle at Ray’s antics. This embarrasses him.

RAY
No fair! There’s no way you can hit it that hard without using your powers!

Roberto shrugs as if to say, “Prove it.”

Julian retaliates and uses his telekinesis to wrap the volleyball net around the opposition, who flounder and crash into the pool.

The others sneer and laugh at them, unable to hide their amusement.

PULL BACK WIDER

ROGUE, wearing a sunbathing costume, watches Bobby from afar. She smiles at him.

Suddenly, KITTY and JUBILEE walk past, also in sunbathing costumes.

ROGUE
Kitty!

No response. She tries again.

ROGUE (CONT’D)
Kitty!

Kitty looks back and spots Rogue lying on a deck chair.

KITTY
Oh, hey, Rogue. Didn’t see you there.

ROGUE
Are you okay?

KITTY
Sure. Why?

Rogue stares at her. There’s something going on.

ROGUE
Are we okay?

Kitty whispers to Jubilee.

KITTY
You go ahead. I’ll catch up with you.

JUBILEE
Okay. But don’t be too long.

Kitty walks over to Rogue, sits on the chair next to her.

KITTY
Of course we’re okay. Why do you say that?

ROGUE
Because you’ve been ignoring me. Everybody has. It seems like the only two people who even talk to me anymore are Bobby and Peter.

KITTY
Everybody’s just got stuff on their minds. That’s all.

ROGUE
Like I haven’t? It’s because I took the cure, isn’t it?

KITTY
Rogue…

ROGUE
I’ve seen the way people look at me. They hate me. They don’t want me here.

KITTY
That’s not true.

ROGUE
Isn’t it? I suppose I don’t belong here. I mean I’m not a mutant anymore. I don’t need any more training.

KITTY
Rogue, no one wants you to go. What would Bobby think?

ROGUE
He doesn’t say anything. But I know how he feels. He didn’t want me to take the cure either.

Kitty stares at her, saddened.

ROGUE (CONT’D)
Ever since I took it, he’s acted differently around me. He wouldn’t admit it but its there.

KITTY
Rogue-

Rogue cuts her off, leaping up from her chair. She waves her arms frantically, almost shouting.

ROGUE
No, Kitty. Enough is enough!

The other students have stopped what they were doing; they are all looking over at Rogue. Bobby jumps out of the pool and leaps to her side.

BOBBY
Rogue, what’s wrong?

The Stepford Cuckoos mutter to each other.

ESME
Three guesses what he’s thinking about.

ROGUE
If people don’t want me here, fine! I’ll go!

BOBBY
(Gasping)
Rogue!

ROGUE
No, Bobby. I mean it.

KITTY
No, Rogue. Look.

She points at her nose. Blood is dripping from Rogue’s nose. She claps a hand to her face and rushes off. Kitty follows her.

Colossus also climbs from the pool. He walks over to Bobby.

COLOSSUS
Man. What was that all about?

BOBBY
I’m not quite sure.

 

[MaleRogue]

OMG I wanna know what will happen..
Post more more more more...
Like 4 chapters

 

[TKing]

OMG I wanna know what will happen..
Post more more more more...
Like 4 chapters

LOL. Actually I'm having trouble with writing the next couple scenes. But I'll post more of what I've got already very soon.

Coming soon:

Spoiler

Storm and Logan decide to investigate Genosha.

 

[TKing]

I just thought I'd add: My X4 is in no way connected to my Young X-Men script. True, they both take place after X-Men 3: The Last Stand, but that's it.

I promise I'll have more up in the next hour or so.

 

[MaleRogue]

Okay

 

[TKing]

EXT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – GROUNDS – SAME TIME

STORM is kneeling beside three gravestones, aligned side by side. Tears fall down her cheek.

STORM
If only you guys knew how much you meant to me…

Suddenly a voice calls out.

HANK (O.S.)
Ororo!

She turns to see Hank, walking over to her. She stands and they hug.

STORM
You made it!

HANK
There’s something incredibly important I must ask.

STORM
What is it?

HANK
Let’s go inside.

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – STORM’S OFFICE – MINUTES LATER

Storm is sitting behind her desk, watching Hank. Angel is by the fireplace, when the door opens and Logan walks in.

LOGAN
Sorry I’m late. What’d I miss?

They all look at him, stunned.

LOGAN (CONT’D)
Who died?

Hank pipes up.

HANK
I’m glad you could join us. I suppose you deserve to know about this as well.

LOGAN
Know about what?

HANK
An island off the east coast of Africa has been advertised as a vacation spot for mutants. Where people with the x-gene can escape persecution.

Logan looks equally stunned.

HANK (CONT’D)
Some might say a sanctuary.

LOGAN
Is this true? Do you believe it?

STORM
I don’t know, Logan. I was wondering that myself.

ANGEL
Who runs this island?

HANK
A small independent government. Over the years, they’ve become well known for their involvement in mutant affairs.

ANGEL
Can we trust them? I mean to guarantee a mutant “paradise” is a pretty tall order.

HANK
The President seems to trust them. In fact, he wants me to assemble a small team to analysis the island before the public knows about it.

STORM
He wants us to go?

HANK
Well, the entire mutant community has heard of you. I think it will send a strong message if-

LOGAN
How do we know it’s not a set up?

They stare at him with questioning looks.

LOGAN (CONT’D)
I’m only saying what you’re all thinking. I don’t see how the government is going to take what happened at Alcatraz lying down.

STORM
Logan, the people behind Alcatraz have been caught. Magneto’s been prosecuted, and most of the Brotherhood is in captivity. I think the President genuinely wants our help.

She walks over to the window, looking at the three gravestones.

ANGEL
Ororo?

STORM
The Professor had always dreamt of a place where mutants could be free to just be themselves.

She turns back to them.

STORM (CONT’D)
Perhaps this is it. If these people really are encouraging mutants to live among them, this is an opportunity we can’t miss. I’ll go to the island. Logan, I want you to come with me.

LOGAN
What? Why me? Send gumball here, he’s the expert.

STORM
I need Hank here just in case the island is leaked to the public. The mutant community will need someone to turn to.

But Logan still looks reluctant. Storm crosses her arms.

STORM (CONT’D)
If not for me… for Jean.

Logan heaves a sigh. He’s convinced.

LOGAN
Okay. When do we leave?

 

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INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – LOGAN’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

Logan is busy packing a bag with his belongings. Meanwhile, Kitty and Jubilee are pestering him with questions.

KITTY
You’re going on vacation?

JUBILEE
Can we come?

LOGAN
It’s not a holiday.

KITTY
Then why are you packing sun cream?

She nods to the bottle in his hand. Logan struggles to find the words.

LOGAN
Err… research.

He sees a picture of Jean on the bedside table. He picks it up. Jean looks so different from the last time he saw her. Here she is lively and happy, before she had become the Phoenix.

JUBILEE
Please, Mr Logan. We all deserve a holiday.

LOGAN
Maybe next year.

He puts the photograph into his bag, swings it over his shoulder and walks out into the corridor.

KITTY
You can’t keep us here forever, you know?

LOGAN
Watch us.

JUBILEE
We never have any fun.

LOGAN
Look, go pester Hank. He’s your babysitter.

Kitty rolls her eyes.

KITTY
Come on, Jubilee. We know when we’re not wanted.

As the two girls disappear down the halls, Logan breaths a sigh of relief.

LOGAN
(Whispering)
Thank you…

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – LOBBY – SAME TIME

Storm is saying her goodbyes to Hank and Angel.

STORM
Are you sure you’ll be okay?

ANGEL
We’ll be fine.

STORM
I don’t have to go, it’s not a problem.

HANK
Don’t worry, Ororo. You just make sure you have a good time.

Logan appears behind them.

LOGAN
So are we going or what?

Storm hugs Hank, then Angel. Logan shakes their hands.

STORM
Call me if there are any problems.

HANK
We will.

Logan opens the doors.

LOGAN
See you.

STORM
Goodbye.

ANGEL/HANK
Bye.

With one last look, Storm and Logan walk through the door and shut it behind them.

Suddenly, there’s a faint crash in the distance and the sound of children yelling.

ANGEL
(Smiling)
And the games begin.

 

[TKing]

Next couple of scenes will be up soon. Please tell me what you like or don't like about it. All comments are welcome.

Next up:

Spoiler

More from Genosha. And we learn a little bit more about Rogue's dilemma...

 

[MaleRogue]

Hmmm I don't can downsides now...
I really didn't find any..
I like it you showed Storms emotions...
I am really excited about Rogue's dilemma

 

[TKing]

As I said, here's more:

EXT. JUNGLE – DAY

A woman with bright red hair and spikes growing out of her body, known as MARROW, rushes through the trees. Judging from the rapid pace of her breathing and the fatigue on her face, she has been running for some time.

We can hear the growing sound of footsteps behind her. She looks back for a moment over her shoulder. So far, there is no sign of her pursuer.

She comes to a clearing, where the jungle miraculously ends at a fifty foot cliff, overlooking the blue sea.

She looks around for a way to escape. Nothing. The only way is back, into the clutches of her pursuer.

Suddenly, the blockade of trees behind her opens up to reveal THREE SOLDIERS, clad in form-fitting battlegear. But Marrow has disappeared.

SOLDIERS’ POV

They look over the edge of the cliff. The waves crash against the base of the rock. But there is no sign of the mutant.

BACK TO SCENE

The soldiers disappear back the way they came. As we PAN DOWN THE FACE OF THE CLIFF, we are shocked to see Marrow, holding on to an organic-looking spike in the rock.She looks down.

She is about forty five foot above the sea. If she were to fall, there would be no chance of survival.

Her eyes widen in relief as she sees a pathway, carved into the cliff. A ledge. She releases the bone and drops down onto the ledge, her back pressed against the cliff. She sidesteps her way across the mountainside, concentrating with every move.

INT. MOUTAINSIDE – MINUTES LATER

A black helicopter hovers above the sea, scanning the vicinity. Two soldiers sit inside.

SOLDIER
She must have moved on.

SOLDIER #2
Should we call Gyrich? He’ll want to know what’s happened.

SOLDIER
I guess so. He's going to find out sooner or later...

INT. CAVE – DAY

Hidden in the cave is MARROW. She looks exhausted. She backs away into the shadows as a helicopter passes over. Watching it go, she takes off in the opposite direction.

 

[TKing]

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – LABORATORY – NIGHT

Rogue is lying on her back on the operating table. Beast conducts an examination of her body. After a good look over, he nods and she sits up.

ROGUE
So, what’s wrong with me?

BEAST
As far as I can tell, nothing. Your blood pressure is normal, no respiratory problems, your hormone levels are as they should be. In fact, you’re completed healthy.

ROGUE
Good.

BEAST
There’s something else, isn’t there?

ROGUE
No… it’s stupid really.

Beast tilts his head, questioningly.

ROGUE (CONT’D)
Ever since I took the cure, I’ve felt… different.

BEAST
How so?

ROGUE
I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like I’m somebody else. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and look at the mirror, I can hardly recognise the person staring back at me.

BEAST
Curious.

ROGUE
What’s happening to me?

BEAST
I’m afraid I don’t know. It may be greater than the eye can see. I’ll have to do further examinations, but for now… I think we’ve finished. Try not to worry. I’m sure it’s nothing serious.

He puts a hand on her shoulder, smiles and disappears through the steel doors. Rogue stares after him, her expression doubtful.

 

[TKing]

That's enough for today. t: I'll post more tommorrow.

 

[TKing]

EXT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – FRONT GATE – DAY

It is a beautiful day. The sun is framed by a bright, blue sky. A group of protestors have gathered to state their views, brandishing their signs like: “Go home, mutants! Leave us alone! No more mutants!”

Despite this, several children are still playing tag on the grass.

CLOSER ON THE CHILDREN

The boy, currently ‘it’, chases after a girl. He grabs her by the arm. Suddenly, the girl stops moving. She goes limp.

Her body collapses in on itself. The boy turns around to see THE GIRL, running away from him. He looks down and realises… he’s holding nothing but her SHREDDED SKIN.

INT. XAVIER INSTITUTE – STORM’S OFFICE – CONTINUOUS

Hank is sitting in the chair behind the desk, speaking on the telephone.

HANK
No, I realise that… but it’s just not practical. How are we meant to dedicate our efforts to teaching these young people when-?

Hank listens intently. He nods to himself.

HANK (CONT’D)
Don’t worry. I will be speaking to the President soon. Thank you for your assistance.

He puts the phone down. Hangs his head in his arms. There is a knock at the door. Warren steps in.

WARREN
How did it go?

HANK
The government doesn’t seem to want to get involved. They’re scared that if they show some sympathy for the mutant plight, they’ll be slandered.

WARREN
That’s outrageous! They can’t just turn their backs on us. They have a responsibility to every person at this school.

HANK
Try telling that to the families of the victims at Alcatraz.

Warren heaves a sigh.

WARREN
What are we going to do?

HANK
We’re going to keep calm. The children haven’t seemed to notice, and it will be better for all of us if it stays that way. There’s no point in alarming them.

WARREN
I agree. I sure hope Storm and Logan are having a good time at Genosha.

HANK
Yes, I think we all deserve a break.

Hank chuckles.

HANK (CONT’D)
From Logan.

 

[TKing]

EXT. AIRPORT - DAY

Standing just outside the building, are Storm and Logan, dressed in casual clothes. Logan has a duffel bag swung over his shoulder.

Storm sticks her hand out, hailing a taxi.

LOGAN
I don’t see why you couldn’t have just flown us there.

STORM
Logan, the whole point of this exercise was to remain anonymous.

A yellow taxi draws up. The driver is a middle-aged man in a brown sweater.

DRIVER
Good day, folks. Where you headed?

STORM
The Genoshian Star Hotel.

DRIVER
Oh. Tourists, right? Well, I hope you enjoyed your flight.

LOGAN
(Whispering)
Would he say that if he knew we were mutants?

STORM
That’s what we’re here to find out.

They open one of the rear doors and climb in. The driver pulls the car away as they strap themselves in.

EXT. GENOSHA – MOUNTAINS - DAY

The taxi weaves in and out of the mountains. Storm gazes out of the window, lovingly.

STORM
Beautiful, isn’t it?

LOGAN
Yeah. Real beautiful.

STORM
When I was a little girl, I would have never dreamt I’d be here today. Living on the streets of Cairo, I didn’t stand much of a chance. If it wasn’t for the Professor…

She looks back at her companion.

STORM (CONT’D)
Well, he’s done a lot for us… all of us.

LOGAN
Yeah. He has.

STORM
If only he could have seen this. He would be so proud. Mutants and humans co-existing. It’s always been his dream.

LOGAN
I guess there’s still hope for the rest of the world yet, eh?

Storm smiles.

STORM
I hope so.