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Man, when you think about it, there are SO many options...Girl Beast, Non-Furry, Non-Hank (who says, like, Hank Pym can't be the 'Beast' in a universe?), Evil Beast, Goatee Beast, Hippie Beast, Purple Beast...
Multiple Personality Disorder Deadpool-ish Beast?
Oh! Oh! I know! Chewbacca Beast! Where he's a growling alien from far, far off forest world!
I was kinda partial to the Hank and Dr. Cecilia Reyes interest that was briefly there. Trish Tilby is cool too.
Forgot about Cecilia. They even ended up together in X-Men: The End, huh? Personally, I really liked the Beast/Brand thing they've got going on now. I'm gonna e-mail you with a proposal on that.
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Hordes of Madri descend upon the assembled force of X-Men and Exiles. The temple is in ruins, carnage everywhere. As the last Exile falls, the woman known as Nocturne sends out a psychic cry for help! Talia Wagner had always had a sometime psychic affinity, though very passive, she always assumed it to be an aspect of her possession ability. Her psychic cry was heard though, by the boy. The boy known as Nate Grey.
Lying very still, his body battered and bruised, the boy closes his eyes and focuses on his telepathy. He reaches out towards the Madri, trying to find a secret to stopping them. He touches upon the mind of one, and sees a golden astral thread stretching from the back of his head. Nate follows the thread, and it leads to another Madri, who has a larger thread coming from him. Nate follows the spiderweb of astral connections and realizes that the entire group must be connected at a single point. He races through the Madri, until he finds the largest thread. He chases it down through the citadel through walls and hallways until he reaches a room deep within the bowels of the temple.
The room is crudely decorated, child like drawings adorn the walls as a man whimpers and sobs on the floor, clearly in great pain. This was Madri Prime. This was the man known as Jamie Madrox. Apocalypse had damaged his mind so severely the man had regressed to the state of a child, making his duplicates more docile and susceptible to being controlled. Nate Grey's astral form kneels down beside the man, putting an ethereal hand on his shoulder, taking measure of the psychic agony Madrox was going through. Each duplicate stretched his psyche, to the point of ripping and tearing, but it would never come apart thanks to the manipulations of Apocalypse and his minions. Closing his eyes, Nate Grey reached down to the golden thread, and wrapped his fingers around it. With a self reassuring nod, Nate Grey rips the cord from the head of this Madri, and Jamie Madrox screams.
He screams until his lungs are out of air, his voice scratching like a record, his back arched into the air, until he falls back, breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. A flicker of a smile crosses his mouth, and Jamie Madrox closes his eyes.
In the main antechamber, the Madri freeze, and collapse into a heap, the floor now coated in a carpet of super beings. Nate Grey finds his way back, psychicly scanning for his friends and allies. He finds Sabretooth first, then Weapon X. Once conscious the two savage warriors recover quickly and begin to dig through the piles of Madri for the Exiles and X-Men. At last, the Morph, the last to find, is found. Squished flat under the massive weight of dozens of bodies. The group is silent for a long while, just trying to process what had happened. Morph, unsurprisingly, is the first to speak.
"Well how the #### are we supposed to get back now, huh Cal?" He said, obviously joking. "You just HAD to ram the plane right up Apocalypse's keister, didn't you?"
The group chuckled, but the silence had not completely passed. Blink, taking Morph's cue, gestures towards the group to stand together, and a pink circle appears around them. With a *BLINK*, the group was gone, and with another *BLINK* the group had reappeared under the ruins of the Westchseter estate, once belonging to the man known as Charles Xavier.
"Daddy!" Came a cry, as the boy Charles sees his father and mother appear and rushes towards them. Magneto drops to a knee and wraps the boy up in his arms, tears freely rolling down his face. Rogue kneels down next to them and wraps the two in an embrace as well. The Exiles stand back, broken and bloody, and smile at a job well done.
Suddenly, the Tallus sparks to life. Blink looks at the group wide eyed, then at Sabretooth. Looking down at her, his eyes widen as well. "Aw, cripes, already? You just came back to us!" He says with a snarl, and Magneto looks up at the group, and nods in acknowledgment.
"Mr. Cre-", Blink starts.
"I'm telling you, it isn't fair! We need you here! You tell this Time Banker guy to get his ### down here and tell me to my face why you have to leave now!" He roars, interrupting her.
"Mr. Cre-"
"I'll tear his cosmic ### a new one, let me tell you! No way in hell is he taking Clarice away this soo-" *BLINK*