Emma stared at the woman, “Shaw, he made you look like me?” and Rogue snorted,

“Daddy always wanted a daughter. Pity he tried to fuck me and it made him senile,” and Rogue laughed as Emma’s face went pale.

“Oh, you didn’t know. See, it’s all up here. I got his memories once, he thought he could absorb my power with his own, but yeah, that didn’t work out. See he was a sick fuck. Made little Emma clones only 12 years old, nice and juicy little peaches for him to eat, I’ve seen it” and Rogue laughed and squirmed. “I’ve seen it all,“ and dropping down into a whisper. “All the plans and schemes, the end of things, and the darkness as it rises, and oh it will,” and as Juggernaut looked at her she squirmed once more and shot forwards, her hands grabbing Emma by the neck,

“But you won’t see it,” and expecting the rush of power she stared at Emma, who was smirking.

As her skin crystallised she grabbed Rogue’s hands and headbutted her, “Your powers don’t work on anything inorganic. I saw how you need skin contact. Now Shaw isn’t the only one going to fuck you.”

Emma stood as Rogue landed on her ass, “You stay out of this. If I die, it doesn’t matter, kill her and make sure this place stops existing,” and Juggernaut shrugged and nodded.

“Your funeral.” and moved over towards the jet, where Pietro waited, 

“you okay big guy?” and Cain nodded at him, 

“I don’t like it here, too much pain, too much suffering.” and Pietro agreed, shivering. He could feel the dark oppressive aura as well and it was as if a thick cold mist was rising from the dam, and he hoped that Peter was okay inside. He, Logan, and Jean hadn’t come back yet, and if the woman was one of Shaw's pet projects, there could be worse inside.

Rogue laughed and moved away, “your funeral, our funeral, his funeral. Once the Apocalypse comes, we all die together.” but Emma shook her head,

“Quite finished? I’m already bored of you and I guess when Shaw cloned me he forgot to clone my personality as well.” and Rogue snarled, “Charming,” and Emma stood, examining her nails. “I am waiting, unless you want me to die of boredom, You should attack.”

Rogue could feel it was a trap, but nothing in her memories told her what to expect from Emma in her crystal form, even the knowledge she did have told her she should have been able to drain her dry but it failed.

“Fine!” Emma said impatiently, “If you're such a coward then I guess I’ll end this.” and with a wave of her hand Emma lifted Rogue and smashed her into, and straight through a tree. “You see, Shaw knew I was the White Queen, but he could never remember why, and once I got a good grip of my powers, he never would.” and with a flick, Rogue smashed through another tree. “I’m not just a telepath darling, but quite the telekinetic as well. Pity you can’t absorb that one.”

Rogue just laughed, “trees don’t hurt hon,” and as she brushed off the splinters she flew up and disappeared with a sonic boom,

“Well, that was boring” and Emma let her mind seek out Rogues, feeling for where she was hiding. “There,” 

well. Hurry up, I have a date with a dazzling young man after this, and if you think Shaw has defeated him, you’re sadly mistaken.

STAY OUT!

Emma laughed, there are only two, maybe three telepaths powerful enough to make me, darling, and none of them are here. So why don’t you come back down and make me, you prissy stuck up excuse for a mutant.

Rogues head pulsed and she could feel the different minds being expunged from her own,

Eugh, so messy, you take their lives as well as their powers. No wonder Shaw kept you on a leash. Well, let’s see who the real Rogue is, shall we.

Rogue screamed as Emma peeled her mind like an onion, pulling away the very interesting memories she got from Carol, and made a mental note to definitely bed Peter, and as she dove through and eliminated each and every person Rogue had event touched and confused she found the scared little girl, hiding in the dark from her father.

Emma walked around her in the mental mindscape, well well well, kissed a boy at 12 and almost killed him. Father beat you and you ran away only to meet one of Shaw's little groups and then fed to the cloned Selene and Shaw hybrid. You poor thing, but still not enough for me to let you live.

Rogue screamed in her mind as Emma stripped her way piece by piece but the pan, and the torture suddenly stopped. Emma tutted as she thought of Peter. He would probably say something if she just killed her, and so she scowled and instead, began to work.

In her mind, Rogue could feel Emma’s anger bubbling away and she felt the sudden rush of power. Rogue was blasted away and Anne Marie was brought to life. Emma stitching and rebuilding memories, a happy family, a loving father and then a tragic accident. Anne Marie had a family, who missed her and loved her, and she should get back to them. 

As Anne Marie landed on the ground a diamond Emma walked over to her, sneering, “You are lucky, I was going to kill you but it seems I have more important things,” looking over to the jet, she saw Pietro hanging around the door hesitantly. “You, grab something to move her, Her powers won’t work on anything thicker than cloth, so as long as you bundle her up, you’ll be safe.” and moving towards the dam entrance she felt Juggernaut following her.

“I do not need a babysitter, and certainly not one of Selenes.”

He grunted, “You feel that? Bad juju,” and Emma frowned, and as she extended her telepathic senses into the damn he was right. A thick cloud of what she would only describe as evil hung in the air, but as soon as she touched it, it popped, like a refreshing wave of summer chasing away the chill of winter.

“Rest got hurt from being stupid. Don’t be stupid, shiny lady.” was all he said as he followed behind,

At least he was polite, she thought and as the pair entered the dam complex they found the remains of the bodies.

Whatever had attacked had been cut into pieces and the smoking ends of limbs and chunks of bodies smouldered as the last of the Extremis burned within them. It was an easy path to follow and soon Cain and Emma found the room with Logan slumped outside. Emma frowned as she approached the unconscious Logan.

“Cain. Does your helmet protect you from telepathic abilities?” and Cain rapped his knuckles on it as it made a hollow clunking noise,

“My brother isn’t too nice,” and she nodded.

Pressing two fingers to his neck, “he’s fine, just overwhelmed, do be a dear and open the door.” and as Cain wound up a fist and connected the door exploded into a million fragments and Emma made a kiss face, 

“Thank you, darling,” and entered the room.

Emma saw an energised redhead, wrapped in bright red clothing, adorned with golden gloves and chest emblem arguing with Peter, dressed in the same uniform as the three outside.

“I don’t care if you needed it, you took my powers. Now, give them back.” and the redhead, who Emma thought was very cute, pouted and crossed her arms,

“Helios doesn’t want to,” and she turned her back on him, crossing her arms and huffing.

“You took a symbiote? Jean, you are so fucking dead, no-“ and Peter pointed a finger at her and was about to start shouting when he saw his audience, “oh hey Emma, uh, thought we agreed you’d stay outside.”

“I maybe thought you might need my help, not be in the middle of a domestic. I can leave, after all, she does look desperate and don't most of your arguments devolve into sexual orgies at some point?” and Jean turned and raised an eyebrow at her,

“I’m not the one wearing thigh highs and hotpants,” and she tutted at Emma’s attire.

“Jealous darling? I mean, some of us can pull off thigh highs while a full body suit is better for others, but Peter, is Shaw?” and he nodded,

“Dead, thankfully. The three?” and it was Emma’s turn to nod,

“One proved difficult, you’re needed. Erik and your lady friend have been hurt.”

Peter glared at Jean, “thanks a fucking lot Jean, without my powers there’s nothing I can do. Get Pietro to take them to Gwen immediately, don’t even stop at the mansion.” and Emma nodded, 

“There, he’s taking off now. Scott and the rest are all injured as well, but he knows what to do.” and Peter sighed, relaxing.

“We need to decide what to do with this place, I mean, we can’t exactly leave a secret base of clones and machinery here. Some nutcase will find it and next thing we’ll have a clone army trying to take over New York. Again.” Peter clenched a fist, “what the hell did you do to me, Jean? I can’t even feel my powers let alone use them.”

“I took enough to cleanse myself of Charles’s influence and then a symbiote was created and bonded to me, it must have drained you too much.” and she shrugged.

“And you don’t see the problem with that?” and she curled a lip and shrugged,

“You were so insistent to help, and when we took it you got all mad. There is no pleasing you, or well, there is but we are not interested if you are going to be so indignant.” Jean huffed.

“And we could have discussed that,” he shouted, “after we’d dealt with the death base.” and as he shook his head. “Fine, Emma, Jean, and well Cain I guess, it’s up to you. I can’t do anything and without my powers, I’m a liability,” he emphasised as he stared at Jean, “You need to decide, and uh, where's Logan?” and he could hear the man groaning in the corridor. “You left him? On his own, and defenceless? What the hell is wrong with you three?”

Emma waved a hand, “there is no one else in the base Peter, calm down. I checked, and other than the four of us there are no active minds in the base, there are about a few dozen hundred clones, but all sleeping.” Emma stated matter of factly, and Peter ran a hand over his face. 

“Then decide. Emma, as his successor, whether you like it or not this is all yours now, Jean, I guess as the most powerful here, you too, and well Cain, I can’t really stop you, so I’m going to check on Logan make it quick though, if Carol’s hurt I want to make sure she’s okay.”

Emma looked at Jean, “isn’t he so bossy when he’s angry?” and Jean giggled, “but so very sexy,” and Jean shook her head, she still had Peter’s naked form in her head, and was trying to keep her thoughts away from what she really wanted.

“So, with Shaw’s little sex dungeon, and the shit he’s been doing here,” and Emma lifted a hand and snapped her fingers, “I made the decision, they are all snuffed out. I don’t care if Peter thinks you're more powerful, you don’t get a choice. I want this place empty and destroyed. Nobody gets to benefit from this ghoulish hellhole.” and as Jean nodded the three moved into the corridor where Peter was trying unsuccessfully to lift Logan,

“What the hell are you made from?” he asked the unconscious Logan, and Emma chuckled,

“Badassium” and Peter snorted, 

“Funny. Can you help?” and Cain nodded and lifted the prone man in his arms.

“Maybe some clothes though” Cain points out and Peter noticed that Logan was naked, except for a hastily tied uniform around his waist. Returning to the chamber he found another of the X-clones uniforms and with Cain holding him up, Peter slid it up far enough to cover his dignity and Cain nodded, happy he wasn’t carrying a naked man back to the plane.

“Now, let’s get the hell out of here.” and as Jean and Emma nodded, Peter could hear the explosions coming from below.

“Uh, did one of you set off charges?”

Jean stared, “Emma said she wanted it destroyed.” and Peter stared at her with his mouth open,

“At least wait until we’re outside, shit!” and he began to run.