X-men: First Class Page #6

and there's no one to stop me.

Come in.

Hey.

I have a surprise for you.

I isolated the right marker

in your DNA sample.

The serum works like an antibiotic,

attacking the cells

that cause our physical mutation.

It won't affect our abilities,

just our appearance.

Do you still want to do this?

Should we have to hide?

Well, you already do.

You're hiding right now,

like I have my whole life.

I don't want to feel like a freak all the time.

I just want to look...

- Normal.

- Yeah.

Hank, don't!

You're beautiful, Hank.

Everything you are, you are perfect.

Look at all of us.

Look at all we've achieved this week.

All we will achieve.

We are different.

But we shouldn't be

trying to fit into society.

Society should aspire to be more like us.

Mutant and proud.

It behooves me to tell you

that even if we save the world tomorrow,

and mutants are accepted into society,

my feet and your natural blue form

will never be deemed beautiful.

You look beautiful now.

We need this cure.

Cuba.

Russia, America.

It makes no difference.

Shaw has declared war on mankind,

on all of us.

He has to be stopped.

I'm not going to stop Shaw.

I'm going to kill him.

Do you have it in you to allow that?

You've known all along

why I was here, Charles.

But things have changed.

What started as a covert mission,

tomorrow, mankind will know

that mutants exist.

Shaw, us, they won't differentiate.

They'll fear us.

And that fear will turn to hatred.

Not if we stop a war.

Not if we can prevent Shaw.

Not if we risk our lives doing so.

- Would they do the same for us?

- We have it in us to be the better men.

We already are.

We're the next stage of human evolution.

- You said it yourself!

- No...

Are you really so naive

as to think that they won't

battle their own extinction?

- Or is it arrogance?

- I'm sorry?

After tomorrow,

they're going to turn on us.

But you're blind to it, because

you believe they're all like Moira.

And you believe they're all like Shaw.

Listen to me very carefully, my friend.

Killing Shaw will not bring you peace.

Peace was never an option.

No.

No, no. No.

Well,

this is a surprise.

The nice kind?

Get out, Raven. I want to go to bed.

Maybe in a few years.

How about now?

I prefer the real Raven.

I said the real Raven.

Perfection.

Could you pass me my robe?

You don't have to hide.

Have you ever looked at a tiger

and thought you ought to cover it up?

No, but...

You're an exquisite creature, Raven.

All your life,

the world has tried to tame you.

It's time for you to be free.

You know, sometimes I wonder

what my life would have been like

if you hadn't found me here that night.

Sorry, what? You...

For God's sake, Raven!

Where are your clothes?

Put some clothes on.

That's not what you said

when you first saw me.

But I guess pets are always cuter

when they're little, right?

Raven, I don't know

what's gotten into you lately.

I thought you'd be in a good mood.

Hank, he tells me that he's found

the answer to your cosmetic problem.

Are you gonna tell me what's the matter

or do I have to read your mind?

You promised me you would never do that.

Until recently,

I never had to use my power

to know what you were thinking, Raven.

Charles, I used to think it was going

to be you and me against the world.

But no matter how bad the world gets,

you don't want to be against it, do you?

You want to be a part of it.

What the hell happened here?

Hank has been busy.

Do we really have to wear these?

As none of us mutated

to endure extreme g-force

or being riddled by bullets,

I suggest we suit up.

Where is Hank?

I'm here.

Hank?

It didn't attack the cells.

It enhanced them.

It didn't work.

Yes, it did, Hank. Don't you see?

This is who you were meant to be.

This is you.

No more hiding.

- You never looked better, man.

- Hank!

Don't mock me!

Hank, put him down immediately, please.

Hank! Hank!

I wasn't.

Even I got to admit you look pretty badass.

I think I got a new name for you.

Beast.

You're sure you can fly this thing?

Of course I can. I designed it.

Status of the cargo ship.

Bearing 1-8-0 at 12 knots.

Three minutes to the embargo line, sir.

God help them if they cross it.

God help us all.

- Sound general quarters.

- General quarters, general quarters!

- All hands, man battle stations!

- Aye, sir.

Set condition Zebra!

General quarters, battle stations.

Captain, we already have our orders.

Why so eager for new ones?

I lived through one war, comrade.

I'd prefer not to start another.

Battle stations! NOW!

Gun Boss, target cargo ship bearing 1-8-0.

Fleet reports all weapons ready.

From the Kremlin, sir.

New orders. As of 1025 hours, the cargo

vessel Aral Sea is hereby ordered to...

...reverse course

and return to port in Odessa.

Aral Sea, come in.

They are not responding.

She's not turning around.

Aral Sea, you are ordered to turn around.

Do not cross the line.

Target ready to be fired upon, sir.

- Stand by to fire.

- Standing by, sir.

It looks pretty messy out there.

Aral Sea you are ordered to turn around.

The crew of the Aral Sea are all dead.

Shaw's been there.

He's still here, somewhere.

He set the ship on course

for the embargo line.

If that ship crosses the line,

our boys are going to blow it up.

And the war begins.

Unless they're not our boys.

USS Independence,

this is Alexander Nevsky.

We have lost control of our cargo ship.

She has been instructed to stop.

Do not fire! Repeat, do not fire!

They have signaled the cargo ship

to turn around, sir.

It's a ruse. Pay no attention!

- Stand by to fire.

- Standing by to fire, sir.

On my count. Five,

four...

Hold on!

Nyet.

- What was that?

- The Russians.

They have fired on their own ship.

A little warning next time, Professor.

- Sorry about that. You all right?

- Yeah.

Son of a...

Give me CINCLANT on the horn.

I want a new set of orders.

Congratulations, comrade.

You just averted nuclear war!

What?

Take him to the brig.

What? What just happened?

They say the comrade lost his mind.

The Americans are applauding.

They're here. That telepath is powerful.

We're moving to a back-up plan.

That was inspired, Charles.

Thank you very much,

but I still can't locate Shaw.

He's down there. We need to find him now.

Hank?

Is there anything unusual

on the radar or scanners?

No. Nothing.

Well, then he must be underwater.

And obviously, we don't have sonar.

- Yes, we do.

- Yes, we do.

They are ready for war.

We just need to

strike another match to light the fuse.

And we still have

the most powerful weapon of all.

Me.

Turn the nuclear reactor to 100% output

and make sure I'm not disturbed.

Hank, level the bloody plane!

Whoa! You back right off.

Beast, open the bomb bay doors!

Remember! This is a muscle.

You control it!

You'll be in here the entire time!

We'll see you soon!

On my mark! Three! Two!

One! Go!

Alert the fleet,

they may want to take their cans off.

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