The ground beneath Liberty Island trembled as Magneto activated the mutation machine. Its pulse sent ripples of energy into the sky, illuminating the night with a sickly glow. The Statue of Liberty's metal frame groaned under the strain, threatening to collapse as the battle raged on.
But at the heart of it all, Wanda Maximoff wasn't focused on the machine.
Her eyes were locked on Jean Grey, who lay unconscious, her body trembling as psychic energy surged uncontrollably beneath her skin.
"Wanda, the machine!" Storm called out, pointing toward the swirling vortex of energy above the statue.
Wanda's gaze flicked to the mutation machine, then back to Jean. She made her choice.
"Storm, Natasha, Talia, Gwen—you handle the machine," Wanda ordered, her voice firm. "I've got Jean."
Natasha nodded, cracking her knuckles. "On it."
Gwen grinned. "Let's break some stuff."
Talia twirled her stun batons, already moving. "Finally, something to fry."
While the women surged into action, Wolverine and Cyclops stood near the base of the statue, casually fending off a few stray Brotherhood mutants.
Wolverine slashed through an attacker with ease, then glanced at Cyclops with a raised brow. "Remind me again why we're here? The ladies are handling this just fine on their own."
Cyclops chuckled, firing an optic blast at a distant Brotherhood member without even looking. "Just enjoy the show, buddy."
With a knowing smirk, Cyclops reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of mirrored sunglasses, handing them to Wolverine.
Wolverine raised an eyebrow but took them, slipping them on. "Classy."
The two stood side by side, arms crossed, watching the women fight, their mirrored lenses reflecting the chaos unfolding before them as beautiful women with all the right curves put on a show.
Wanda knelt beside Jean, her heart pounding as she felt the Phoenix Force stirring within her. The power radiating from Jean was wild, chaotic—dangerous.
Wanda knew what needed to be done.
She summoned Fracture, her symbiote slithering around her arm as her battle suit formed, encasing her in a sleek, black armor laced with red veins of Chaos Magic.
Fracture's voice echoed in her mind. **"You're going to share me with her?"**
"She needs you more than I do right now," Wanda whispered, pulling a symbiote suit from Fracture's core and placing it gently on Jean's chest.
The suit responded immediately, slithering over Jean's body, encasing her in the same sleek material, but with faint golden veins intertwined with the black.
As the symbiote bonded with Jean, Fracture whispered to her, helping her suppress the Phoenix Force and stabilize her powers.
Jean's eyes fluttered open, glowing faintly as she gasped for air.
"W-Wanda?" Jean whispered, her voice trembling.
Wanda smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from Jean's face. "I've got you."
The symbiote pulsed in time with Jean's heartbeat, and slowly, the wild psychic energy around her began to calm.
While Wanda stabilized Jean, Storm, Natasha, Talia, and Gwen launched their assault on the mutation machine.
Storm summoned a torrent of lightning, striking the machine's core, while Natasha and Gwen fought off the Brotherhood reinforcements with precision and agility.
Talia hacked into the machine's external systems, using her stun batons to short-circuit its control panels.
"This thing's tougher than it looks!" Talia shouted over the roar of the machine.
"Then hit it harder!" Gwen called back, flipping over a Brotherhood mutant and webbing him to the statue's base.
Natasha smirked, tossing an explosive charge at the machine's power conduit. "Something I learned from Eska explosives solve everything."
With a deafening explosion, the machine's core flickered, but it wasn't down yet.
Storm raised her hands to the sky, her eyes glowing white. "Let's finish this."
She summoned a massive lightning storm, directing the full force of nature into the machine.
The ground shook as the machine shuddered and groaned, its energy destabilizing.
As the women dominated the battlefield, Wolverine glanced at Cyclops from behind his mirrored sunglasses.
"I feel like we should be helping," Wolverine muttered.
Cyclops chuckled, adjusting his own mirrored shades. "Nah. They've got this."
Wolverine grinned. "Best mission ever."
With the symbiote suit fully bonded, Jean sat up, her breathing steady. The wild, uncontrollable energy was now a simmering force, her powers enhanced but no longer spiraling out of control.
"Wanda… I feel… different," Jean whispered, flexing her fingers as she felt the symbiote pulse beneath her skin.
Wanda helped her to her feet, her eyes filled with pride. "You're stronger now. And you're not alone."
Jean nodded, her eyes glowing faintly. "Thank you."
But there was no time for gratitude. The machine was still operational, and Magneto wasn't finished yet.
Despite the X-Men's efforts, Magneto rose from the rubble, his body battered but his will unbroken.
"You've delayed the inevitable," he snarled, raising his hands as metal swirled around him. "But you can't stop it. The machine I created can't be so easily stopped by a few weak women who lack the conviction to do what is necessary."
Wanda stepped forward, her eyes glowing red as Jean stood beside her, the symbiote enhancing her psychic powers.
"Watch us then Magneto." Wanda hissed.
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