The Future They Want to Erase

[Health]

Iris got on her broom and went to the air with any mutants that could fly, this was her element, air and magic, and today it was thick with it.

A shiver went through Young Eliza as the clouds grew thicker and came closer to the small army as they began to march away from the palace, "Hannah do yah think he's called his Four horsemen, anh who are they now?" she asked floating beside the General looking a little small bside the stately woman.

[Nightshadow]

"Quite possible. Very likely. Iris," She called up to the woman. "Eliza puts up a good question. Who are his horsemen now?" A sparking electric sword formed in her hands, illuminating her face.

[Health]

"Right now I can only see one," Iris said forming her hands into signs to create a sight spell, "Figures, he's got some gingerhaired woman in armor clinging to him. That ring any bells?"

[Nightshadow]

Hannah let out a chilling laugh as she rose into the air, sword clenched in her right hand. "It's got to be Magzie. At least we know she's with him." The blade of her weapon sent of even more sparks, giving away her hidden agitation.

[Health]

"But she turned good, she was teachin at tha mansion," Eliza said flying into the air also, "Wondah why she became a baddie?"

"Magzie was always the one for power and riches, who better to ally yourself with then Apocalypse," Iris said dully.

[Nightshadow]

"Ten minutes to arrival, General Calder." A boy, about nineteen, told her. His black cat like tail twitched nervously. The group of 'beam' mutants readied more, tensing.

[Midnight]

X23 nodded and ran to the right, keeping low and trying to keep out of sight. She came up behind a sentry whose last words were a gurgled mess as his throat was no longer connected. The other sentry turned around and fired at her, but then hunched over, having taken a shot from one of Klassic's men. X23's face didn't change as she felt her body expell the bullet and mend the wound. She sniffed the air, her ears tuned to catch noises, and although she was hard with years of war, fear crackled through her. "I can sense a portal... I think he's called the horsemen," she said to Klassic when she got near him again.

Then several mutants of Apocolypse's personal police hoard leaped out at them, powers crackling with anticipation.

[raphael]

Klassic nodded, at this news, they too had little difficulty in removing the setries on the far side fo the block. Slitting the throat was messy, and noisy, Klassic and his crew had used thier bayonettes and Plunged them in at the base of the skull, the two had died without even making a sound, or knowing what was happening.

Klassic looked on as the horde bagan to charge, he took stock and began to fire well placed shots into the oncoming traffic, his soldiers took up firing positions to do the same. "looks like we won't get to that battlement after all. This corner does not fall" Klassic called out to his men, they needed to buy as much time as they could for lady Eliza and her party to get the plan underway.

[Negate/Alex Knight]

The portal scored the sky with blinding lights, as if to out shine the stars. The doorway was opened and the horseman's walked out, first was the horseman of WAR in her amour of gold. But her presents would not be as shocking as when the horseman of FAMINE across the doorway of worlds. A young figure on a nightmare ride out of the dancing lights, and cast the sky into darkness, clouds swirled as the sunlight was blocked from shower the land in its life given rays. The figure wear a old trench coat that shade his form from the others. The horse of fears races to the ground, kicking up rocks and dirt. The wind howled and the earth trembled. As the master of this beast jumped from his mound ,his coat blow off ,and flew through his endless darkness revealing his true form. His face stared at the dying ground as he bent down and brushed his fingers in the grass. He stood very slowly and began to walk with his hands turned sideways showing his palms. Without a word the land began to wilt and die, the fertile earth turned to sand under his feet. His foot steps of death stopped right beside his masters. The dry air flowed through his once shoulder length blond hair, now blacker then night and twice as long . His empty eyes iced over as he stood their staring out at the oncoming entertainment. He was armed by Apocalypse with the ability to steal the energy from anything he touches, and a spear that would strike this world into famine. His body draped in white gold, his head only held a helmet made of a dead mountain rams skull, his eyes peering out of the rams empty eye sockets. The mare raced to Negates side and pressed its nose against his shoulder. Alex placed his pale skin hand on the beast as it swirled back into Alex mind, for Apocalypse had enhanced Alex's negative power to a level of unleashing his rage into psychic forms. A great raven formed from the mist that encased his ever still body, it was as if Alex was more of an empty vessel to a greater being.

[Health]

"Geez, Famine, a little Micheal Jackson dramatic, you have going on," Magzie said looking bored from Apocalypse's shoulders, "Where are the others, I'm in the mood for some mortal booty-kicking."

[Nightshadow]

"K Unit, fire." Hannah ordered, pointing at a small group of Apocalypse's forces. The group was made up of about fifteen mutants, probably scouts. The group of 'beam' mutants flared off their respective powers, a mix of water, ice, fire and other elements swirled together as the beams shot into the middle of the group of enemy mutants.

[Eirik]

Again another dark figure strode through the gate but this one was wrapped in a black swirling pillar. Pestilence turned into a dark cloud making his pillar of dark the reached up into Famine's blackened sky. Only those able to see through the darkness could see that the one who was once Doyle. Pestilence looked over the surrounding area he shot himself next to Famine and made himself solid again. Apocalypse's touch had only increase Doyle's power and corrupted his mind but to a point beyond imagining almost. Pestilence looked over at Famine and watched as everything around Famine died. Pestilence would be doing similar to people human or mutant it did not matter. Pestilence had a hunger once millions of souls could fill and his patients was wearing thin it would soon be feeding time. Apocalypse had removed Doyle's need to feed but still increased his desire to consume more for his unquenchable hunger. Pestilence released the cloud of darkness around him and he faded into view. There the dark figure stood and would look like an fallen angel to those watching him. His dark tendril spread out like they were ebony wings. His gaze was filled with hate and anger. Apocalypse had changed him he was a monster again. Doyle indeed made a deal with a devil and like all deals with one such as that he had been cheated. That did not matter anymore though.

[Health]

"Ten points for tha good guys!" Eliza cried out pumping her arms into the air, "We rock, we rock, oh yeah, in tha baddies face," she sang doing the cabbage patch.

[Nightshadow]

"Thirteen enemies down. Two remaining." Hannah, the electric sword changing into five throwing daggers. She took aim, kneeling down and let fly one dagger. The sparking blade hissed through the air, the blade becoming fixed right through the throat of one of the two remaining mutants. One down, one to go.

[Eirik]

Pestilence took his gaze away from Famine and looked to were the battle had started off in the distance. A group of En Sabah Nur's men fell quickly before a group of mutants. Pestilence watched there life's energy, it is rich and Pestilence smiled at thought of consuming all of it. It did not matter that those men of Apocalypse failed. There were more to many more and only the strong and tested deserved to life. The Four Horse Man were apart of the nature of the planet. A force of true chaos created to test the strong and weak. Like ants the remaining people would become rebuild there destroyed nest and it would be stronger once rebuilt. The lessons learn would strength those that made it through the day of judgment that was at hand. The remaining people of the planet would build a new world, a stronger world, a better world. It was the gift Apocalypse wish to share.

[Negate/Alex Knight]

Famine was the last one of the horseman collected by Apocalypse graceful hand. Alex also know as Negate to the alpha team was in battle against Apocalypse and his mutant armies. Alex and Alpha team put up a good fight but would fail their lady in waiting. The Alpha team was sent in this war to hold Apocalypse at bay, but would fall. Apocalypse watched as Alex fight hand to hand with his foes man and gazed at negates gifts. But Alex over did it and over stepped his power limits, causing him to backout and lay face first in the dirt. The battle was so ferrous that it looked that all his team mates would die that day. The smell of blood and tears fulled the fields of grass where he laid, but he would not dead, he would be reborn. Apocalypse grip the boy by his hair and tossed him over his shoulders, " you will carry my message " he speak to the ever sleeping Alex. Alex now stood strong infront of another battle but this time he would be on the winning side.

[Health]

Magzie shivered a little, "That guy still creeps me out," she muttered. Magzie had been the first Horsemen to find. She had been the Western Globe King's Mistress, and she had been showered with gifts, power, and riches beyond her dreams. But Apocalypse had found her when the king had used a gun to seperate the molecules of her body. He had left her in a jar to spend her days.

But lo and behold Apocalypse had heard her feeble cries for help and pulled her back together. She instantly took a liking to him, and in ways he did the same. He had made her his first horsemen, War, given her incredible power and also promised her a seat by him when he reigned over the world. What girl could say no to that?

[Health]

"Myh turn hun, take ah breather," Eliza said cutting in front of Hannah and roundhouse kicking the last guy. Energy sparked off her body as she took down the solider. With a mighty blast of sun-hot energy the last solider was dead.

[Midnight]

As the group of enemy mutants fell before them, X23 heard sounds, and then sniffed the air, watching the sun being blotted out by darkness, then a huge pillar rising. She couldn't see him, but her senses told her he was there, after all, she had fought beside him for years. "Negate," she said. Her heart pounded and shivers went down her arms. Ducking, she ran along the rubble, hoping for a peek, and she got one. The man stood next to Apocolypse himself, one of his horsemen. "No," she whispered. It had hurt her when she thought he had died, unable to find him among the rubble, enemy soldiers, and bodies, but this was infinently worse. "No." She felt crushed, she felt short of breath. Would she have to fight the one she loved?

[Nightshadow]

Hannah almost growled for being denied the kill, but caught herself. She glanced back at the units behind her. "Major Barton, take a couple of soldiers and scout out ahead. Private Fleets, you know what to do if you run into trouble." The small team saluted and quietly headed off.