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Roger crossed over in ti to the year 1983. At that point, the permanent population of Cairo, Egypt, was roughly four to five million, with a transient population of around 300,000 to 400,000.
Nearly five million people lived in this city, but due to the ambition of one mutant to rule the world, all of them were brutally buried alive inside a massive pyramid.
In the movies, Roger never really cared about the fate of these people. Or even if he did, the grand spectacle that followed quickly diverted his attention, causing him to overlook them.
But now he was in the world of the movie, the real world of X-n. When Roger fully grasped that these were real lives on the line, he couldn’t forget, even if he wanted to.
Roger thought to himself that he needed to do sothing, he had to do sothing.
“X-n… Professor X!”
Roger quickly thought of Professor X.
Professor X’s superpower was mind control, and through the use of a psychic amplifier, his abilities could extend across the entire world.
Roger couldn’t stop Apocalypse; he wasn’t sure if he could even defeat him. So, to be on the safe side, Roger planned to first find Professor X and have him use Cerebro to force the people of Cairo to evacuate.
This was, so far, the only thod Roger could think of to minimize casualties.
As for the economic losses that would follow… what amount of money could possibly compare to the value of human lives?
"I thought I could just be a quiet spectator this ti... sigh..."
Roger sighed as he found himself busy again. He then walked into an empty alley and swiftly shot into the sky, heading toward the location of Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.
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anwhile, inside the school, Professor Charles Xavier and Mystique (Raven) were sitting face to face, having a conversation.
This was a long-awaited reunion between old friends. It had been almost ten years since the two last saw each other after the Washington incident. Since then, they had almost no contact.
Now that Raven had returned to the academy, Charles was quite pleased.
However, Raven wasn’t as happy. Over the past few years, she had been traveling the world, witnessing many mutants being persecuted by humans, chased, hunted, and treated as re toys, thrown into arenas to fight one another.
This even included Erik Lehnsherr, Magneto, who had been living incognito.
Magneto’s wife and daughter had been killed by the police in a tragic misunderstanding. In his rage, Erik slaughtered all the officers present, but no amount of vengeance could bring back his wife and daughter.
Now Erik was a globally wanted man. Raven had co to Charles to ask for his help in finding Erik and helping him evade the authorities.
Hearing this, Charles’ expression darkened.
He had not expected his old friend to go through such a devastating experience. His eyes filled with mixed emotions as he replied to Raven:
“I’ll help you find Erik.”
“No, you’ll be helping yourself.”
Raven corrected him.
Since the day ten years ago when Erik had tried to kill her, Raven had cut ties with him. Now, she fought for no one but herself.
She ca to Charles today only because Erik had once been a friend. No matter what had happened, they had fought side by side, and Erik didn’t deserve to et such a tragic end.
“I understand. Let just…”
Charles sighed as he moved to head for the underground base to use Cerebro.
But just as Charles was about to leave the room, he suddenly froze.
Raven, confused, looked at him and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“We have a visitor,” Charles said gravely.
A few minutes later, Charles, along with Raven, Beast (Hank), Havok (Alex), and his forr girlfriend, FBI agent Moira, gathered in the garden by the lake outside Xavier’s School.
Their presence attracted a crowd of students.
Charles didn’t shoo them away. Instead, he looked up toward the sky. A blond young man clad in a black suit and wearing a cape descended from the air.
It was Roger.
"Welco to Xavier’s School, stranger," Charles said from his wheelchair, extending a hand to Roger as he landed.
Roger didn’t shake Charles’ outstretched hand. Instead, he glanced at him and asked, “You knew I was coming?”
Roger hadn’t notified anyone at Xavier’s School beforehand, so Charles shouldn’t have known he was coming.
Charles smiled and replied, “I’ve set up a psychic barrier around the school. Anyone who enters, I can sense. I can choose to let them in or keep them out.”
“I see.”
“But I can’t read your mind. How are you doing that? Is it one of your abilities?” Charles asked.
The barrier around the school was ant to filter out ordinary people and mutants with ill intentions, keeping the school safe and independent thus far.
Although Charles knew Roger had entered, he couldn’t penetrate his thoughts, as if so invisible force was shielding Roger’s mind.
Given that Roger had flown in, Charles speculated that this was one of his powers.
Hearing Charles' question, Roger chuckled.
Thanks to his ntal training under Doctor Strange in the Marvel universe, Roger had developed immunity to certain psychic abilities or magical influences. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to approach Charles so openly.
After all, as his friends once told him, Charles had once read Deadpool’s mind in the comics, discovered he was a fictional character, and died from the resulting ntal breakdown.
Roger didn’t want his own thoughts to be the cause of Charles’ death.
“I suppose you could call it one of my abilities. But that’s not the point. The point is why I’m here, Charles.”
“Judging by your expression, it’s important,” Charles noted.
“It’s very important. Important enough to decide the fate of this world,” Roger replied, sounding almost prophetic.
Having lived through the events of the Marvel universe, Roger could now say such words effortlessly, without any sign of nervousness. His voice was filled with confidence.
Charles exchanged a glance with Raven. Roger’s sudden arrival caused them to montarily set aside their plan to use Cerebro to search for Magneto. This was partly because of what Roger had said, but also due to the mystery surrounding his power and identity.
Perhaps it was confidence in their own strength, or perhaps they truly sensed no malice from Roger, but Charles invited him into his office. Beast, Hank, brewed so tea for them.
Inside the office, Roger took a mont to glance around before turning his gaze to Mystique. He asked:
“Sorry to interrupt, but may I ask what you were about to do before I arrived? Were you planning to use Cerebro to find Magneto?”
Roger had already learned about Magneto’s situation from the news, which clearly reported that he had killed several police officers after his wife and daughter were killed.
And according to the movie plot, after Magneto’s family tragedy, Raven would co to Charles. Soon after, Charles would attempt to find Apocalypse, only to be controlled by him.
With all this in mind, Roger hadn’t bothered with pleasantries and had flown straight to Xavier’s School without any prior notice.
"…?"
Roger’s question left both Charles and Raven montarily stunned. They hadn’t ntioned this to anyone, and no one else even knew about Cerebro’s existence.
Raven looked at Charles, seemingly asking for confirmation. Charles, however, kept his gaze on Roger and, instead of questioning how he knew about Cerebro, simply said:
“Yes, we were. Is there a problem?”
“Of course there’s a problem. This is the spark that starts the catastrophe.”
“Hold on a mont,” Raven interjected as Roger spoke to Charles. “You still haven’t told us who you are.”
“?…”
Roger thought for a mont, then, in front of them, donned his nano-suit and introduced himself:
“I’m a human from a parallel world. You can call … hmm… Superman?”
Raven frowned, her gaze filled with suspicion as she looked at him.
“Superman? You an the Kryptonian who absorbs sunlight to grow stronger?”
“Sothing like that… but I’m no Kryptonian. I’m 100% human.”
In the Marvel universe, DC Comics and movies existed in so dinsions, though their popularity varied. In so Marvel universes, DC barely existed, while in others, it was fairly well-known and even had movies made.
In the X-n universe, DC Comics had so level of recognition, with several Superman movies released by this point. So when Roger said he was Superman, Charles and Raven imdiately understood the gist of his abilities.
Raven’s curiosity deepened, and she continued to probe:
“So, if your abilities are similar, does that an your body is invulnerable to bullets? You possess imnse strength? And can you shoot lasers from your eyes?”
“Of course. And not just that, I can also see incredibly far, hear distant sounds, and fly at great speed… But isn’t now the ti to discuss sothing other than my powers?”
Roger, realizing that the conversation had gone off track, couldn’t help but steer it back to the matter at hand.
They could discuss his abilities later. Right now, wasn’t the most pressing issue Apocalypse?
Or perhaps… was Mystique a fan of Superman? Did she admire him as a hero?
The thought crossed Roger’s mind, and he glanced at Mystique. However, he didn’t see the look of admiration he expected from a fan, so he figured he must have been mistaken.
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