“Huh…” Reading the label on the small cannister, Black Widow
could only raise an eyebrow in confusion. “Weaponized Bio-Enhancer… Blueberry
flavoured.” Shrugging her shoulders and pocketing the small item, Natasha and
the others joined the rest of their respective teams inside the building.
Entering the main hallway of the new Xavier campus and to the living room of
the large building, the two groups of heroes sat and waited as the other member
joined them. Iron Man, Captain America, the Wasp, Ant-Man, Hawk-Eye, Tigra,
Black Widow and She-Hulk sat on one end of the table while Storm, White Queen,
Cyclops and Beast sat on the other.
“Thank you for coming everyone.” Greeted Storm with a regal curtsy.
“it is time for our quarter-annual meeting between our two organisations.”
“Indeed, on today’s bracket is the matter of team
recruitments, resource allocation and allergy awareness with the snack stock of
our vending machines.”
Raising his hand slowly, Captain America looked confused. “The
vending machines? What’s wrong with our vending machines?”
“When we had a school tour of the Avengers headquarters last
month, one of our students had a…” Looking over the papers, Emma Frost finally
found the item. “Ah yes, a triple nut, peanut butter hiker’s bar and went into
a total anaphylactic attack.”
“A kid with an allergy for nuts eats a nut filled bar, isn’t
the blame kind of fifty-fifty?” Asked Tony Stark, his hands up pleading for
agreement.
“NO!!!” Declared Cyclops.
Looking to each other the Avengers shrugged. “So… No nuts
then?”
“No nuts… Or gluten.”
“Gluten?!” Still confused, She-Hulk leaned to the side to
whisper into Cap’s ear. “Really? That’s a thing now?” Shrugging, he let the
White Queen continue.
“So… first things first, recruitment options.” Returning to
the forefront of the booklet of notes, the White Queen read off the first page.
“Professor Xavier has made it very clear that he would prefer sole attendance
of mutant recruits involving humanitarian teams that operate in the states, as
a result he is requesting Quick Silver and Scarlet Witch to be transferred to
the X-Men.”
“Oh, come on!”
“Bullshit!”
“In that case why not ask for Squirrel Girl.”
Bringing the back of her gloved hand to her silver lips,
Emma Frost held back a slit bit of laughter before going back to the paper. “My
apologies, he’s specifically asking for mutants with NO animal powers.”
“Is this because of that fiasco with the flu and Deadpool?”
Asked Hawkeye, immediately regretting his question as the X-Men across the
table glared at him with murderous intent, even getting strange visions of the
White Queen stapling his mouth shut.
“We don’t speak his name in this school…”
“Oh, by the way, one of our SHIELD agents gave me this
before leaving, said I should open it at the…”
Before Natasha could finish her sentence the small container
in her hand began to beep and flash with light, forcing her to drop it onto the
table. Standing upright on the table, the cylinder projected a miniature
hologram of Victor Von Doom, sitting at his throne at the Embassy.
“Greeting X-Men and Avengers, you have all fallen into my
trap.”
Jumping from their seats and standing ready for anything,
Captain America glared at the iron clad dictator. “What have you got planned
Doom!”
“Did you believe your little disease had been quelled? I had
paid he who shall not be named a rather generous sum of money to provide me a
sample of your ‘Blue Flu’, in the many months since then my geneticists have
improved and weaponized that plague, those afflicted shall become TEN TIMES the
beast they would have become!”
“Your insane Doom.”
Turning his attention to Cyclops, Doom clasped his hands
together, his eyes narrowing. “You just wasted the last five minutes defending
the stupidity of one of your nut allergic students, tell me what was next on
your meeting’s itinerary? Demanding gluten free bread for the cafeteria?”
“Uhm…”
“BAH! And you call ME insane.” Rolling his eyes behind the
mask, Doom continued. “My Beastly army will conquer this nation in my name, and
when the smoke clears, I shall plant my flag on NEW Latveria.”
“And what makes you think we can’t stop you?” Demanded She-Hulk,
glaring down at the hologram. If she didn’t know any better, she swore she
spotted a smirk.
“Because… You green haired trollop, YOU will be my army!!!” At
that moment, the hologram shut off and the cylinder went off like a smoke bomb,
filling the room with blue mist that made everyone cough and wheeze, waving
their hands to try to clear the air.