"The last we heard, Ronan the Accuser also defected from the Kree Empire. Even now, there have been riots in the Kree Empire. Which were intensified after Kree Emperor signed a treaty with us."

Primo was sitting on the chair, looking at the hologram of Irani Rael, the leader of Nova Corps, "He's not the first one. All these people who up and disappear."

Irani Rael made a troubled face, "Mm. I do know where Ronan would pop up, but I am not sure about the Remoraths."

Primo chuckled, "Yeah, Ronan is bound to reappear in the Xandarian Space. If need be, we are here to help you in any way possible."

Irani Rael smiled, nodding, "About that project that you suggested...we are still discussing. We'll inform you as soon as we have a decision."

Primo waved his hand, "I do understand that. Please, take your time."

Irani Rael, the Leader of Xander, nodded, cutting the call from her side.

Primo took a deep breath, leaving on the chair, crossing his legs, "9S."

"Sir?" 9S, who had been standing behind him, responded to his name.

"Who is available on the Prometheus?"

"Yes, just a second," 9S was holding a tablet in his hands which he started using.

"Miss Ruby, Miss Daisy, Miss Crystal, and Miss Kitty, the four of them took a Prom Jet-"

Primo turned his chair, suspiciously looking at 9S, "Prom Jet? Is that the name you came up with?"

9S proudly raised his chin, "Hehehe, it rhymes with Prom Dress."

Primo chuckled, shaking his head, "Ok, then Mr. Good with Names. Others?"

"Mr. Thor went back to Earth to meet the other Avengers, go and explore the other Earth and Universe. Miss Jane Foster and Miss Darcy also went back to Earth to continue Miss Jane's study. Also, they seem to be taking help of other scientists from the Omega Flight."

"Rambeau and Jean?"

"Miss Rambeau and Miss Jean have gone shopping for weapons and defense systems, for Omega Flight and Mutants respectively. And clothes probably...Sir, you think that I should buy new clothes?"

Primo tilted his head, smiling, "Yes, that would be a good idea. Where are Rambeau and Jean getting money for this shopping?"

"Miss Rambeau and Miss Jean are very popular bounty hunters. They can go to places in the galaxy where others can't, bringing the rarest of metals, finding livable planets. Basically, they are bound to get richer than you."

Primo rolled his eyes, "No need to take a jab on me. I have better thing to do than get credits."

"Right, it seems that Miss Rambeau had come into contact with someone called Captain Marvel. According to our latest news, the three of them have been working together for nearly a week."

"Carol Davers," Primo rotated the chair, closing his eyes, "I wonder how Jean is doing."

Even though the two of them reconciled, even though Jean seemed to feel better. The effect of those ten years was far more sinking.

"We have been observing Miss Jean Grey's mental state. Miss Jean's powers seem to depend on the stability of her mental state and her resolve. Her mental state had been fluctuating until very recently where it has turned stable. She seems...happy," 9S was lost in thought as he talked.

"9S...are you happy?"

9S tilted his head, "I am an automaton...can I be happy?"

"I believe you can."

9S turned his head towards the side as if looking out of the window, "Then...I'll try."

Primo cleared his throat, "You do know there is a wall there."

9S scratched his cheek, "Hehe, I just thought it would be cool."

Primo shook his head, turning around, facing his desk, thinking, "We only have a few months...there is a war coming."

9S put his palm flat over his chest, saluting, "We of the Yorha are ready to fight in the name of Three Lords."

Primo rested his head on the chair, closing his eyes, "Yes, I know."

Omega Earth, Japan,

Sephiroth tread the snow, with a team of X-Men and Emma Frost behind him.

Cyclops looked at the snow as far as eyes could see, moving up the mountain, "Is anything really here? Or are you just wasting our time?"

Sephiroth was moving up the mountain, stopping to look back at the group of X-Men following him. There was Ororo/Storm, Scott Summers/Cyclops, Logan/Wolverine, Hank/Beast, Emma Frost/White Queen.

Sephiroth's cat-like green eyes landed on Scott, seeing through his visor, "This is the center of disturbance; this is also where the U-Men have been seen most active. This might be where they have been getting their funding."

"And how did you get that information," Scott Summers narrowed his eyes.

Sephiroth raised his hand, lightly pointing towards Scott when a portal appeared behind him, "Get lost."

Scott's body tensed up when Ororo put her palm on Sephiroth's, "Stop it...he's just..."

"Bitter over Jean? I am not Jay...just his clone. Moreover, even Jay is not the same Jay. I don't have time to deal with his tantrums."

Emma lightly smiled, giving Scott a side-long glance, "He needs to get laid."

Logan let out a laugh, which made Scott glare towards him, but Logan just ignored it.

"Seph," Ororo softly whispered, making Sephiroth turn, removing the portal.

"We have more important things to do. Unlike the Cerebro, which relies on enhanced telepathic powers, my network depends on their eyes and ears. Not only has there been the sighting of U-Men, but there are also signs of some kind of lab. Moreover, ever since I have stepped here...I can feel it. There is a really powerful mutant here."

"Powerful? How powerful?"

Sephiroth stopped his footsteps for a moment, "Can't be sure...but might be Jean Grey class powerful...with the ability to destroy the world."

"Impossible. If there was someone like that, then we would have known," Scott frowned.

Ororo nodded, agreeing with him, "Professor would have known even without the Cerebro."

"You should understand that it's not that this situation is impossible, but more of this situation is there. You have to figure out...why?"

Emma blinked, holding his sleeves, "You say that you have to figure out...does it mean you have?"

"I have...an idea."

"Mind sharing it with us?" Beast walked with his hands inside his coat, curiously looking at Sephiroth.

"In due time," Sephiroth stopped, "First, deal with them. I will meet you at the lab."

"Deal with who?" Even Emma was surprised since she couldn't hear the thoughts of anyone else.

Suddenly, she turned her body to diamond when homing missiles came towards them, blasting in front of Sephiroth.

But Sephiroth walked out of blast and smoke without even stopping his footsteps for a moment. He looked at the machine flying on in the sky, with numerous robots dropping the robots in front of them.

"U-Men," Cyclops growled, clenching his fists, while the others got ready to fight.

Sephiroth walked past the remote-controlled robots, moving up the mountain, hearing the noise of battling behind him.

Now that others weren't here, he didn't have to walk. He jumped up, landing at the top of the mountain. His eyes landed on the abandoned facility, which was about four floors high.

He stepped inside the abandoned research facility of some kind. He was about to go in when Ororo landed next to him, "Don't just leave others behind."

"They can handle themself," Sephiroth was about to step in when Ororo held his arm, "Seph, stop."

Sephiroth turned his eyes towards Ororo, "I am starting to lose my patience with you,"

Ororo gripped his biceps, looking into his eyes, "Sorry...it's just that you need to learn to work with the team."

Sephiroth looked down the mountain, "I don't need it."

Ororo stroked his cheek, placing her lips on his, closing her eyes, "Seph... I know you care about the mutants. But...if you want others to trust you...then you need to work with them. Maybe then...there would be more who accept your help."

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes, closing his eyes. Even now, he could feel massive power in the distance. He could sense the pain of the person that bore this power.

Once he got his hands on these mutants, he wouldn't need any more mutants. The Heart will have everything it needs to complete phase 1.

Sephiroth moved into the abandoned research facility, "Come with me...you will understand why I don't want others about."

Ororo hesitated, following behind him into the dark, abandoned, torn apart building, with few solar lights barely giving some light.

"It's creepy..." Ororo looked around."

"A place that no one would come to. Perfect for research," Sephiroth kept his eyes fixed in front of him.

Ororo gently placed her hand on his when the two heard a groan, a moan filled with pain.

Sephiroth stopped, seeing the young boy would any hair, chalk-white skin, pipes embedded in his body, "Stop...stop...help me...help me."

"It's..." Ororo parted her lips.

Sephiroth raised his palm, covered it with thunder and lightning, which fell to the ground. Spreading all over the first floor. He destroyed the cameras that were secretly watching them.

Ororo narrowed her eyes, "If this were any other situation, then I would be happy that my ability is helpful to you."

Sephiroth took off the bookmark that had been hanging on his neck, which burned with green fire, turning into a tsuba, "Don't worry. I can help him."