I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

In the bustling center of Paris, the topic of mutants was still stirring up heated discussions in every corner. Some citizens carried signs calling for the expulsion and rejection of mutants, driven by a fear of those hidden among them. 

Yet, others wore T-shirts emblazoned with images of Caesar, advocating for peaceful coexistence between mutants and humans. And it was because of these two groups that tensions and conflicts flared across the city.

Even the sky seemed to reflect the charged atmosphere, with dark clouds gathering as a massive storm approached.

A rebellious teenage girl with her hands in her pockets and chewing gum, wandered aimlessly through the crowded streets. She expertly weaved her way through the throngs of people.

No one noticed as she passed by well-dressed individuals, her left hand moving swiftly to slice open pockets or bags with a sharp knife, stealing phones and wallets with ease.

Before long, her pockets bulged with the spoils of her theft. Leaving the busy streets, she entered a secluded alley where no cameras could monitor her.

Squatting on the ground, the girl began counting her loot when suddenly, a calm, resonant voice echoed from behind her, "Child, with your extraordinary abilities, there's no need for such petty acts."

Startled, the girl turned to see a mysterious figure with dark blue skin and an old-fashioned appearance, smiling kindly at her.

"Who the heck are you?" The girl, now on guard, pulled out her knife and held it in front of her.

Apocalypse smiled and said, "I am a god of the old era. You can call me Lord Apocalypse."

"Lord Apocalypse? What nonsense is that?" The girl frowned, but at that moment, a police officer appeared at the alley entrance. 

The middle-aged officer, spotting the two, quickly drew his gun and shouted, "Police! Both of you, hands up now!"

"Just my luck," The girl muttered feeling annoyed. She spat out her gum, threw the knife to the ground, and raised her hands in surrender.

"You too!" The officer yelled at Apocalypse, who remained unmoved.

"Mere mortal..." Apocalypse shook his head slightly and raised his left hand. In the next instant, the officer's gun disassembled into countless pieces, clattering to the ground.

"Go!" With a gesture, Apocalypse caused the officer to float in the air before embedding him into the nearby wall, which absorbed him like quicksand, leaving only a life-like mural of the officer screaming in terror.

"What... what are you?" The girl's face turned pale as she collapsed to the ground in shock.

"Apocalypse," He repeated, smiling as he waved his hand toward her as if channeling something into her body. 

The girl writhed in pain, her screams filling the alley as white lightning began to crackle and surge over her body.

At the same time, the storm clouds pressed down, and thunder roared as lightning struck the street lamps around the alley, sending panicked bystanders fleeing.

"What's happening to me?" The girl asked, opening her eyes, which now flickered with electricity. 

She looked down at her hands, now coursing with electric currents.

"Child, you possess a power that rivals nature itself, a power that belongs above the sky. From now on, follow me, and together we will build a new world ruled by the gods," Apocalypse said calmly. "Now, can you tell me your name?"

"Lord Apocalypse, my name is Ororo Munroe, you can call me Storm," She answered before kneeling on one knee in respect.

"Let's go." Apocalypse casually opened a portal of purple energy and extended his hand to Storm.

"Where are we going, Lord Apocalypse?" Storm asked as she stood, puzzled.

"To gather the Four Horsemen. You are one of them, but there are three more. Once they are assembled, the entire world will bow before us!" Apocalypse declared as he walked through the portal, with Storm following closely behind.

Meanwhile, at the site of the old school building at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters...

In a white bed on the third floor, Raven lay, her upper body wrapped in bandages, connected to medical equipment showing stable vitals.

Charles, Hank, Azazel, and Garfield were all in the room.

"Raven... will she be okay?" Charles asked softly, gazing at the unconscious Raven.

Hank, now back in his human form, adjusted his glasses and replied, "The emergency treatment went well. She's out of danger but will need time to recover. Since she's being actively hunted outside, I asked Azazel to bring her here."

Charles glanced over at Azazel, who was standing by the window with Garfield. "Azazel, you're sure it's safe for you to get involved?"

Azazel understood his concern and nodded. "It was the master who asked me to step in. He's gone off somewhere, and until he returns, I'll stay with you. If you need my abilities, I'm here."

"Good. We don't have many people left who can still fight," Charles sighed, stepping toward the door. But halfway there, his legs suddenly gave out, and he stumbled forward, falling to the ground.

"Charles!" Hank rushed to help him up, and Garfield jumped to his side, looking worried.

"My legs..." Charles stared at his legs, which were rapidly losing sensation. Panicking, he shouted, "Hank, the last dose is wearing off! Get me the medication, quickly!"

"Right." Hank hurried to the fourth floor and returned with a syringe.

Charles, feeling desperate, snatched the syringe and was about to inject it into his arm. But Garfield suddenly leaped onto his lap, staring straight into his eyes.

"I understand what you're trying to say. But how can you guarantee that once I lose my legs, my powers will return?" Charles asked, his face contorted with pain. "I've already lost so much."

Garfield hopped off, tapping the floor to convey his message: "That's why you can't afford to lose anymore."

Charles fell silent. He looked at Raven lying in bed and then at the syringe in his hand. After a long moment of hesitation, he finally put the syringe down in defeat.

"Charles... Professor," Hank said with relief, seeing his decision.

"I remember something the master once said," Azazel added with a smile, looking at Charles sitting on the floor. "He said, if there really is a god in this world, it's not him. It's you, Professor Charles."

In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, on a remote, desolate island...

A newly constructed two-story villa stood next to the beach and forest. 

Caesar, the man who had caused a global sensation, was lounging on a sun chair outside the villa, wearing sunglasses while coaching Jean, who was swimming in the ocean in her swimsuit.

"Professor Caesar, aren't I supposed to be learning how to control my powers? Why am I learning to swim?" Jean asked curiously as the waves pushed her onto the beach.

Caesar yawned and replied, "It's because you've been so focused on controlling your powers that you often lose control. Just do whatever else you want, and you'll naturally adapt to the powers you have. That's how it was for me."

"Alright," Jean pouted before diving back into the clear water.

Caesar removed his sunglasses and looked up at the blue sky. "This feels like the calm before the storm..." He muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)

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