X-men: First Class Page #3

You can't. You'll drown. You have to let go.

I know what this means to you,

but you're going to die.

Please, Erik, calm your mind.

Get off me! Get off!

Calm down! Just breathe. We're here!

- Who are you?

- My name is Charles Xavier.

You were in my head.

How did you do that?

You have your tricks, I have mine.

I'm like you. Just calm your mind.

I thought I was alone.

You're not alone.

Erik, you're not alone.

Welcome to my facility.

My mission has been to investigate

the application of paranormal powers

in military defense.

Or offense.

This guy Shaw, Schmidt,

whatever you want to call him,

he's working with the Russians.

- We might need your help to stop him.

- Marvelous.

So we're to be the CIA's

new mutant division, yes?

Something like that.

It's a supersonic.

The most advanced plane ever built.

You should see it in real life. It's incredible.

Hank, these are the special new

recruits I was telling you about.

This is Hank McCoy, one of

our most talented young researchers.

How wonderful.

Another mutant, already here.

Why didn't you say?

Say what?

Because you don't know.

I am so, so terribly sorry.

- Hank?

- You didn't ask, so I didn't tell.

So, your mutation is what?

- You're super-smart?

- I'll say.

Hank here graduated Harvard

at the age of 15.

I wish that's all it was.

You're among friends now, Hank.

You can show off.

Splendid.

I'm sorry.

Ta-da!

You're amazing.

Really?

"The presence of US missiles in Turkey

"represents an unprecedented threat

to the people of the Soviet Union,"

warned Russian Foreign Minister Gromyko

earlier today.

But he was quick to insist

the Russians would not be the first

to initiate any military action.

Yeah, we'll fix that

as soon as we get to Russia.

Unless the CIA find us first.

I'll take care of them, too.

If that telepath gets inside your head,

he won't be as much fun as I am.

Already in hand, my love.

The Russians

made me this.

So, what am I thinking?

I don't know.

I was thinking

that you are the most exquisite thing

I have ever seen in my life.

And that this needs ice.

Fetch me some.

There's a good girl.

I promised myself I'd find a cure

ever since I was a little boy.

You have no idea what I'd give to feel

- normal.

- Normal.

Charles has never understood.

He's different, but he's never had to hide.

Hank, this serum that you're making,

it doesn't affect abilities, right?

Just appearance. It normalizes it.

Yeah.

Do you think it would work on me?

I can look into it, if you'd like.

It's the least I can do

after asking you to come down here

with such a weird request.

I have to admit, usually when guys

ask me out, they're not after my blood.

Sorry. I didn't intend to be forward.

I was just...

I was excited.

You know, the nature of your mutation.

If any genes hold the key

to changing appearance, it's yours.

Hank, you weren't being forward.

That's kind of what I meant.

No.

But I'm just sorry if you thought I was.

And I'm sorry that you weren't.

Go ahead. Take the blood.

Sorry. Did I hurt you?

Kinky.

By the way, if I looked like you,

I wouldn't change a thing.

From what I know about you,

I'm surprised you've managed

to stay this long.

What do you know about me?

Everything.

Then you know to stay out of my head.

I'm sorry, Erik,

but I've seen what Shaw did to you.

I've felt your agony.

I can help you.

I don't need your help.

Don't kid yourself.

You needed my help last night.

It's not just me you're walking away from.

Here you have the chance to be part

of something much bigger than yourself.

I won't stop you leaving. I could.

But I won't.

Shaw has got friends.

You could do with some.

Hank turned that radar installation

into a transmitter.

It's designed to amplify brainwaves

so it could enhance

your telepathic powers,

help us find other mutants for our division.

What if they don't want

to be found by you?

Erik.

You decided to stay.

If a new species is being discovered,

it should be by its own kind.

Charles and I find the mutants. No suits.

First of all, that's my machine out there.

Second of all, and much more

importantly, this is Charles' decision.

Charles is fine with the CIA being involved.

Isn't that right?

No. I'm sorry, but I'm with Erik.

We'll find them alone.

What if I say no?

Then good luck using your installation

without me.

I call it Cerebro.

- As in the Spanish for "brain."

- Yes.

Okay, so, the electrodes connect Charles

to the transmitter on the roof.

When he picks up a mutant,

his brain sends a signal through a relay

and then the co-ordinates

of their location are printed out here.

- You designed this?

- Yeah.

What an adorable lab rat

you make, Charles.

Don't spoil this for me, Erik.

I've been a lab rat.

I know one when I see one.

Okay, great.

Are you sure we can't shave your head?

- Don't touch my hair.

- Okay.

It's working!

For that, daddy-o, you get a private dance.

You cats know it's double for both, right?

No, that won't be necessary.

Although, I'm sure it'd be magical.

We were thinking more,

we'll show you ours

if you show us yours.

Baby, that is not the way it works

around here.

More tea, vicar?

Don't mind if I do.

My turn.

How would you like a job

where you get to keep your clothes on?

- Where to, fellas?

- Richmond, Virginia, please.

Right, so, you want the airport?

The station? What?

No, we were rather hoping

you would take us all the way.

That's a six-hour drive.

That will give us plenty of time to talk.

What does the government want

with a guy like Alex Summers?

I hope you're not planning

on putting him with others.

First guy I've ever met who

actually prefers solitary confinement.

Crazy, huh?

What?

You like fish. I like fish, too.

Maybe we should get a bite sometime,

talk about it?

I'd rather go out with the fish.

These fish?

- Excuse me, I'm Erik Lensherr.

- Charles Xavier.

Go f*** yourself.

- There's nothing on radar?

- Nothing.

- Sonar?

- Nyet.

Then we have a problem.

Beautiful, isn't it?

The reason we exist.

We are the children of the atom, my love.

We have a situation.

The telepath.

I shouldn't be able to feel him

at this distance.

It's like his reach is

amplified.

They're recruiting.

You go on to Russia. I'll handle them.

I can't stop thinking about

the others out there.

All those minds that I touched.

I could feel them.

Their isolation, their hopes,

their ambitions.

I tell you, we are at the start

of something incredible, Erik.

We can help them.

Can we?

Identification, that's how it starts.

And ends with being rounded up,

experimented on, eliminated.

Not this time.

We have common enemies.

Shaw, the Russians.

They need us.

For now.

We should think of code names.

We're government agents now,

we should have secret code names.

I want to be called Mystique.

Damn! I wanted to be called Mystique.

Well, tough. I called it.

And I'm way more mysterious than you.

Darwin, what about you?

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