X-Men Evolution: Rogue Evolution

Snow Fall 11.6

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"With greater insight as to the causes of what destroyed half of Bayville's backyard a week later, what are your opinions on the incident now in retrospect, Professor?"

Professor Xavier sat across his interviewer on an island, to himself. His interviewer, a smart looking woman in a gray blazer and bright red blouse, rested her elbows on a desk near wide enough to sit two. The Professor sat across from her in an interview style inteded for a live audence. His body faced a focused crowd behind an array of cameras, while his head was aimed in the general direction of his host.

"Well," the man folded and refolded his hands in his lap. He'd picked up the mug that sat on the small table to his left a couple of times but had yet to take a sip. "I'm not sure that I'm qualified to speak on the specifics of the incident itself. That's a matter for police and government agents to assess damages and seek out those who may be a danger to others."

"But you know those who are on the recording, correct?"

"Pardon?"

In the recording of the interview, highlights of the fight with the Juggernaught are playing over Xavier's left shoulder.

"You identified those involved in the destruction of the town as Mutants, and that the creature that attacked to town is, in fact, your brother."

"Generally in these sorts of circles, it's seen as a rather impolite way to describe people with such abilities as simply 'Mutants.' They prefer to go by 'Gifted.' For they are just like you and me, but simply are born with a quirk in their DNA that allows them certain abilities beyond the typical. A 'gift' if you will. The man, who made the unfortunate decision to lead this rampage, is in fact my stepbrother. As there are people who make poor choices, such as stealing, there are gifted people who make poor choices as well."

The host leans back in her chair with a crooked smile on her face. "A 'gift' is the ability to shoot lasers out of your eyes?"

"The abilities on display in downtown Bayville are, of course, on the side of the extreme -"

"You're a," the host looks at a paper on her desk, "professor in genetics with a niche specifically in human genetics."

"That's correct."

"In your studies, did you predict that anything that we saw on display could even be possible? Super people having a grudge match? Did your brother, being one of these creatures, the one that destroyed the town, have something to do with your interest in the subject?"

"It's believed in ever-growing circles in the genetics community that the next step in our evolution as a species is not in a small step but a large leap. The species is always looking for better ways to adapt to its environment in an ever-changing landscape, such as -"

"So, men with claws and people who can make tornadoes are the next step in evolution?"

"Evolution is not linear, and it is not planned. A variety of factors also affect a person that could foster such changes in an embryo or a genetic line, such as radiation -"