X-men: First Class Page #4

Well, "Darwin" is already a nickname,

and, you know, it sort of fits.

Adapt to survive and all.

Check this out.

- That was incredible.

- Thank you.

- What about you?

- I'm going to be

Banshee.

Why do you want to be named

after a wailing spirit?

You might want to cover your ears.

- Your turn.

- My stage name is Angel.

- It kind of fits.

- You can fly?

And...

What's your name?

How about Big Foot?

You know what they say

about guys with big feet.

And yours are kind of small.

Okay, now.

Alex, what is your gift? What can you do?

It's not...

I just can't do it. I can't do it in here.

- Can you do it out there?

- Why don't you just do it out there?

- Come on!

- Alex! Alex! Alex!

That's the spirit!

Get down when I tell you.

"Get down when I tell you."

Get back.

Get back!

Whatever.

We have intel that Shaw is meeting with

the Russian Defense Chief in Moscow.

So go ahead. Say it.

I'm not here to say "I told you so."

You know why I'm here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Clearance to bring along your mutants.

Fight fire with fire. It makes sense.

Wait! You're okay with this?

Sending in a bunch of

untrained, unauthorized freaks?

These freaks are dedicated,

hardworking people.

Plane leaves for Russia in an hour.

I'm telling you,

these kids are not ready for Shaw.

I think they're gonna surprise you.

They're an exceptional bunch

of young people.

What the hell?

Come on! You can go harder than that.

Harder!

What are you doing?

Who destroyed the statue?

It was Alex.

No, Havok.

We have to call him Havok.

That's his name now.

And we were thinking,

you should be Professor X

and you should be Magneto.

Exceptional.

I expect more from you.

- We got a problem.

- What?

I'm so sorry. This wasn't on the map.

No matter what happens, act normally.

I'll take care of this, all right?

Now, listen to me...

- Where are you going?

- To our farm.

Open the back.

As you wish.

Easy, easy. Take it easy, chaps.

- Anything back there?

- Nothing. It's empty.

- Everything okay?

- Yes.

- Where is Shaw?

- I don't know.

But if she's a telepath and I read her,

she'll know we're here.

Let me try something else.

Shaw sends his apologies

but he's indisposed.

He asked me to come in his place.

And between you and I, honey,

I'm a lot better company.

Please, come in.

He's not coming.

So, what now, boss?

Now, nothing. We're here for Shaw.

Mission aborted.

- The hell it is.

- Erik.

She's his right-hand woman.

That's good enough for me.

The CIA invading the home of

a senior Soviet official. Are you crazy?

I'm not CIA.

Erik!

Your health.

So, you must be busy

planning your next move.

What with the Americans refusing to

remove their missiles from Turkey.

You know I can't talk about

those things, Miss Frost.

Emma.

And don't worry.

You don't have to say a word.

He's gonna start

World War III single-handed.

- We have to do something.

- Like what?

- We're moving out.

- You can't!

I'm sorry. I can't leave him.

For God's sake, Erik! Be calm.

Be calm.

Forget my face.

You are beautiful, so beautiful! Yes!

Pathetic.

Yes!

Nice trick.

Who are you?

Go to sleep.

You can stop trying

to read my mind, sugar.

You're never going to get anything

from me while I'm like this.

So, then, you can just tell us.

Where is Shaw?

Erik.

Erik, that's enough.

Erik, that's enough!

All yours.

She won't be shifting

into diamond form again.

And if she does, just give her a gentle tap.

We are the children of the atom.

Radiation gave birth to mutants.

What will kill the humans

will only make us stronger.

Beautiful, isn't it?

This is worse

than we previously imagined.

We're taking you with us.

CIA will want to question you themselves.

Oh, I doubt it.

They have bigger things

to worry about right now.

- Whoa!

- All right, all right.

Jesus, man, you are killing me.

Don't beat yourself up.

I've had a lot of spare time.

I didn't know the circus was in town.

Hey, come on, honey. Give us a little...

No? Come on, let's see the foot.

There it is. Come on, Big Foot, let's go.

Hey. Hey, come on. Hey.

They're just guys being stupid.

Guys being stupid, I can handle. Okay?

I've handled that my whole life.

But I'd rather a bunch of guys

stare at me with my clothes off

than the way these ones stare at me.

At us.

What was that?

I don't know. Something doesn't feel right.

No news of Shaw?

- Not a peep.

- Not even through that back channel?

What is that?

- We have an intruder in the main atrium.

- Where are the mutants?

If you take another step,

I'm gonna put you down.

Of course you will. But where do

I find the more evolved people?

Send back-up now!

Get back! Do not leave that room.

We're under attack!

Shoot! Shoot!

Where are the mutants?

Put that man down or we will open fire!

Stay here, my ass! Let's go!

- Get back!

- We can help! We can help!

Wait!

You want the mutants?

They're right through that door.

Just let us normal people go.

We're no threat...

- Where is the telepath?

- Not here.

Too bad.

Well, at least I can take this silly thing off.

Good evening. My name is Sebastian Shaw.

And I am not here to hurt you.

Freeze!

Azazel.

My friends, there is a revolution coming.

When mankind discovers who we are,

what we can do,

each of us will face a choice.

Be enslaved

or rise up to rule.

Choose freely,

but know that if you are not with us,

then, by definition, you are

against us.

So, you can stay

and fight for the people

who hate and fear you,

or you can join me and live like kings.

And queens.

- Angel.

- Are you kidding me?

Come on.

We don't belong here.

And that's nothing to be ashamed of.

We have to do something.

Stop. I'm coming with you.

Good choice.

So, tell me about your mutation.

Well, I adapt to survive.

So, I guess I'm coming with you.

I like that.

- Alex!

- Get out!

Do it!

Protecting your fellow mutants?

That's a noble gesture.

Feels good.

Adapt to this.

Hello.

Once again, my sympathies for your

treatment at the hands of the CIA.

These Americans are ruthless.

Now they have their missiles

placed in Turkey...

...I expect you'll be planning new missile

sites of your own.

Somewhere you know the American

early-warning system won't help.

I hear Cuba is lovely this time of year.

And so close to Florida.

Missiles in Cuba?

You're serious?

We may as well declare war.

Maybe I wasn't clear enough.

You will make this happen.

Okay.

Let's see what KGB think about this.

Hello? General Armivolkoff.

It's nothing.

Raven?

We've made arrangements

for you to be taken home immediately.

- We're not going home.

- What?

He's not going back to prison.

He killed Darwin.

All the more reason for you to leave.

This is over.

Darwin's dead, Charles.

And we can't even bury him.

We can avenge him.

Erik, a word, please.

- They're just kids.

- No. They were kids.

Shaw has his army, we need ours.

We'll have to train.

All of us.

- Yes?

- Yeah.

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