... issue #2 of "the uncanny x-men" by brian michael bendis...

"Uncanny X-men" issue #2...

Brian Michael Bendis: writer

Ed Benes: penciller

Jim Lee:  penciller

Brad Anderson: Colours..

Dan Green:  Inker...

Wolverine: .. i am.. feral.. i am.. a slave.. a perpetual slave... a am.. cecil b. Demille.. i carry stones.. big stones.. big rocks.. but to destroy houses not build them.. fleshpots of egypt.. urns of waterspring.. urns of heaven.. i have drunk of watersprings and it did not taste like poison.. it is said that you should expect poison from the standing water but i wasn't so sure.. i'm still not.. but i ask myself.. does the water put me to sleep.. does it?.. and i don't realize.. fleshpots of egypt... the suave and sinuous.. i am a suave and sinuous gentleman.. i am cary grant.. just younger... i think.. i assume.. i can assume.. safely.. i am younger than my age.. much younger.. much, much younger.. for its my mutant power.. its my mutant healing factor... but Cyclops once told me.. strangely.. that my whole mutant healing factor was geared and channelled toward curing cancer.. toward curing breast cancer... i was totally unaware of this and still am... i didn't like that feeling .. at all.. when he told me.. it never felt like cancer.. or a healing of it.. like my healing factor was a tree in bloom.. of cancer.. .. .. .. virag?.. did i do a virag?..

naked athena: .. i knew appollo .. he was much like you.. i was much like him.. but i always thought it was a woman's place.. to be like him.. only a woman's place..

wolverine: they try to make women like.. woman like me..

naked athena: but you're raskolnikov.. you told me you were raskolnikov.. that you had a writer who wrote you as.. raskolnikov.. these.. these women are not .. are nothing like raskolnikov..

wolverine: no.. they're not..

naked athena: they're not deep..

wolverine: i always aspire to be deeper.. it's my adamantanium soul which always aspires for adamantanium depths.. i ... am... adamant..

naked athena: where is your lover.. naked mary ann..

wolverine: .. she's been gone.. a while.. since i can remember..

naked athena: .. i wish she'd been with you..

wolverine: .. she was.. unremmittingly.. but i wasn't sure who she was.. we're both telepaths.. all mutants are.. by degrees.. i honestly always wished to know who she was..

naked athena starts crying and wailing and moaning and writhing naked on the ground..

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Havok: .. i like.. winds of excess.. i feel.. the winds.. i perpetually feel the winds.. of motion .. of motion excess... blake talked of excess and the gates of perception..

nude rogue: i know.. i know.. but i think..

Havok: windy intestines.. windy sensations.. a windy plunging sensations.. i feel the liking of it.. the internal winds of time metabolism..

nude rogue: .. - crying – i like it too.. i like it too... it's visceral.. right.. that's the word..

Havok: .. yes.. i wish i had.. more of the visceral..

nude rogue: .. oh i wish it too.. my nude belly rumbles.. i so wish it.. for you..

Havok: .. my sonar avalanche is in my stomach..

nude rogue: in my stomach too.. i have an avalanche in my stomach.. our powers meet..

Havok: i feel sonar feel the winds.. and time it is always time.. i feel the metabolism of time..

nude rogue: my metabolism of my nude body..

Havok: we are meta-humans..

nude rogue: i am a human nude body..

Havok: sonar time.. wind time.. i feel the winds of time..

nude rogue: i feel.. i feel it always..

Havok: but time goes on .. time winds go on as time slows to a creeping.. and become creeping winds..

nude rogue: my nude body creeps..

Havok: and the time is not meant to be a creeping thing..

nude rogue: my vagina is a creeping thing..

Havok: time as time.. but as time winds on times the times creep apace. . the pacing of the times..

nude rogue: OH GOD.. the times..

Havok: .. yes.. - gravely – yes.. they name all the horrid newspapers to time.. to claim time.. to make a real-estate claim on time.. newspapers seek time.. to devour and digest it.. so it doesn't process agent.. so time can't go on.. so the newspapers stop it.. put a cork to time.. time a bottle to put a cork to.. by newspapers..

nude rogue: my tiny nude body resides in a bottle.. with a message in it..

Havok: .. a newspaper awash

nude rogue: my nude body awash..

Havok: a newspaper by the sea..

nude rogue: OH God.. my nude body by the sea.. the sea my nude body foaming..

Havok: i feel the foam of time in my belly nothing but foam..

nude rogue: what?.. there is foam in my belly which is so cruel and grasping.. it seizes my digestive organs..

Havok: mine too..

nude rogue: but.. why?.. i kept you waiting so long.. so long..

Havok: you were in prison..

nude rogue: but .. but.. but.. i kept you waiting

Havok: .. foam grows of waiting..

nude rogue: .. and.. and .. i never came..

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Scott Summers: I am Scot. A leader of nothing and many. Of many nothings. Of nothing many. The nothing of the x-men.. wait.. no.. it's just.. a man dies.. and you say it means nothing.. that was the x-men.. it's not.. uncanny..

Havok: we're starting this team from the ground up..

Scott Summers: you have.. a history with evil mutants..

Havok: always.. always..

Scott: who was she.. who was she..

Havok: a .. mystique.. a i can't tell her name..

Scot: it's okay.. it's okay..

Havok: i think.. we need a new history.. the evil mutant period is over.. it lasted forever.. it's time for – heh – good mutants..

Scott: yess.. yes..

Alex: so.. this man .. professor xavier.. how old is he..

Scott: hard to say.. hard to say.. he's recent.. in the wars.. i'm less recent.. a bit..

Alex: i'm also recent.. always recent .. as recent as him.. somehow.. i know.. i know many like him..

Scott: this mystique.. her name..

Alex: her name is different other than mystique.. she is an other..

on another planet

naked mystique: a naked other..

Alex: naked and whole she is

naked mystique: naked and empty am i.. a blude blood emptiness am i a naked i.. a blue black emptiness i am in butternude..

Alex: she just.. I think we needed a leader and i was it.. she's leader now..

Scott: this group .. troubles me..

Alex: but you're legal .. i'm not...

Scott: this group we're forming right now..

naked mystique on another planet: forming my naked body like an embryo... an x in time.. a wrinkle.. a shi'ar.. a brood embryo..

Scot: WHATTT???!!!

Alex: there are no brood embryos .. the brood are evil..

Scott: wait.. wait.. you're uncompromising.. i like that... but i'm .. not..

Alex: there are so many .. machines on earth.. i'm i've been to the next plane.. the days of future past.. machines machines nothing but machines.. in the midst of an organic eden.. an adam and eve eden.. nothing but machines.. organic tendrils of time octopus nude white queens are chess in game of machine war...

nude mystique on another planet: i know nude white queens between my nude breasts.. they are embryo chess pieces between my nude breasts.. they suck the nipple of my soul.. milknipple.. the milk of human kindness.. war.. war... war.............. war...

Alex: war.. war.. war..

Scott: i don't understand war.. i never will

Alex: that's why you're leader..

Scott: it.. it ... it .. it is a child murderer...

nude mystique coming forth from her other planet: nude mystique: nnnooooOOOOO!!!!!...?????....

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magneto: so war till the end of time my friend..

scott summers: the end my friend..

magneto: it doesn't have to be like this..

scott summers: i'm afraid.. it does..

magneto: but why.. why..

scot summers: because.. i'm not the way.. you are... and .. it means something.. it means.. i'm a mess.. just a mess... and you'r neat.. and implacable.. a neat helmet.. i don't wear a helmet.. i wear a visor.. which keeps my vision shot... a visor.. a z is a razor letter.. i call it a visor...

magneto: you're very conscientious about letters and words..

scott summers: i have to be.. to be leader of the x-men..

magneto: but.. i'm not as conscientious.. i feel the thoughts of magnetism.. but not the words of .. magnetism.. i mean.. heh.. you sense and feel words and speak them.. i only sense and feel thought.. the speed of thought is mine.. but the slow methodical consientiousness of words is yours.. yours is sartre.. mine is.. the nothingness of speed of einsteinian relativity..

scott summers: the amazing x-men

magneto: the amazing spider-man hehe... i need to meet him qquickly.. it's urgent.. it's a matter of the present..

scott summers: but.. it won't happen..

magneto: it won't?..

scott summers: i'm afraid time consigns us to be enemies..

magneto: but why why..

scott summers: because.. i'm not spider-man.. he's a criminal.. i'm not.. he knows the byways of crime like the back of his gloved velvet hand.. i don't.. he understands the webbing of the underground marshes of dante-esque depths... i don't.. he's been to tartarus.. i .. have..

magneto: you are such a young man.. cyclops.. cyclops.. a nice name... very nice.. and i am such an old man..

scott summers: the older i age the younger i get..

magneto: i know that feeling.. very well.. all too well

scott summer: we part as friends..

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nude mystique: the pregnancy of my belly is a time forgotten.. a crime forgetten.. the pregnancy of my belly is crime.. eternal crime.. i am crime.. eternal crime.. i know spider-man..

Peter Parker: hi there..

nude mystique: hehe.. hi spidey..

Peter Parker: so we're younguns in the focus of the camera lens.. i mean.. oh no.. camera's and me don't mix.. oh no oh no..

nude whisky nude mistake nude mysique nude mystique: crying wailing – i'm sorry .. i'm sorry.. it's my fault.. ALL my fault..

Peter Parker: no no weren't you listening.. everything EVERYTHING is my fault.. the way it's supposed to be.. there are so many spider-men so there's plenty.. oh no.. i mean .. lost lots' of blame.. no.. lots of fault volcanic fault to go around .. no oh no..

nude mystique: wailing- you're young .. you're so young..

peer parker: i am a peer of many .. i am peer the qinty peer the quinty... i am quit quits.. no a i m quint.. i am gint i am git i am gnit.. hoily bioly me blizzard him sluggard.. i am hoitely hungery... gint.. peer gint said that me.. mmeeeee..

nude mystique: i love you... so much.. you always make me smile.. hehehe..

peer parker: heheehee

nude mystique: my butt is moist right now..

peer parker: whooaaa...