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X2 15 years ago, an embittered military colonel made an attempt to start the war against mutants, by targeting Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. However, desperate times bred desperate alliances. He hated waiting. He hated that the Professor went into see Magneto alone. He stood and waited with the guards, in this too white, too quiet room. Patience was a virtue. He had a lot of patience, but it didn't mean he had to like it. He thought about what they did while he stood watch. Chess and conversation. Magneto was never going to change his mind, but the Professor had hope. The door opened. A woman, a plastic gun. Darts appeared on his armored suit. Something was going down, and he didn't have to wait any more. Fuck THIS.