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The President is surrounded by his secret members and walks to the Oval Office while reading a script.

President: Today, I've been given an opportunity to shed light on recent occurrences from the attack that ended in this office..."

They take a left as he continues to read the script.

President: Good morning. ... to the unexplained phenomena that swept the Earth nearly annihilating our way of life.

One of the agents greets him.

Agent 2: Good morning, Mr. President.

President: Good morning.

He looks at the guy on the left with a questioning tone.

President: Do we like this word, "annihilating?"

The camera crew and others greet the President as soon as he walks into the Oval Office.

All: Good morning, sir.

President: Good morning.

He makes his way toward the desk, and he pulls his chair out; Jackie approaches him with a glass of water.

Jackie: Good morning, Mr. President.

President: Thank you.

He sat and adjusted his cuffs; one of the crew members looked at him.

Crew member: Mr. President, we're live in five, four, three, two...

The red light on the camera turns on and the President focuses on the teleprompter.

President: My fellow Americans, in this time of adversity, we are being offered a moment, a moment to recognize a growing threat within our own population, and take a unique role in the shape of human events.

Suddenly, thunder rumbles outside, causing the teleprompter to be shut off and this confuses the president.

President: Did we lose the feed? Are we still live?

He doesn't get a response and he looks ahead to see them frozen. The Oval Office darkens as the President turns in his chair to look out towards the dark sky.

Lightning flashes the Oval Office and the President turns to face forward to see silhouettes of the X-Men.

Charles: Good morning, Mr. President.

Kurt waves at the President, and he gets startled; Kurt feels guilty for what he did, and he stops waving.

Charles: Please, don't be alarmed. We're not going to harm anyone.

Y/N's visor glows faintly as he tilts his head slightly.

President: Who are you people?

Charles: We're mutants. My name is Charles Xavier. Please, sit down.

Y/N fidgets with the file in his hand and Rogue notices.

President: I'd rather stand.

Charles: Taskmaster.

Y/N steps forward and slides the file to the President while making eye contact; the President takes the file and opens it.

Charles: These files were taken from the private offices of William Stryker.

The President turns the pages and glances up at the Professor with a questioning look.

President: How did you get this?

Charles: Well, let's just say I know a little girl who can walk through walls.

Kurt quietly snickers at this, and the President shoots him a look, and Kurt shuts up. The President looks back down at the pages and sits.

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