The Prediction.

"Hey, what you making for dinner kid?" Asked a short buffed hairy Young man. He stood out by having an outdated mutton chops beard.

"A family recipe my mom used to make, and don't call me kid, midget" came the reply of a tall young man who wore plain grey clothes but had a rather standing out pair of red glasses.

"Say that once more time, punk, I fucking dare you..." A threatening growl escaped the 'midget' as green bestial claws came out of the knuckles of his hands.

"And what will you do exactly, M.I.D.G.E.T." Not backing down, the guy with weird glasses stood his ground and provoked him some more. His right hand off the vegetables and onto his glasses.

Just as a fight was seemingly about to happen, another voice joined in and berated them both like an adult scolding children.

"Logan, Scott, knock it off! Stop behaving like little kids goddammit!" By the end of his words, Charles almost screamed, the number of times he had to intervene in this one day alone...

"Scott, if you want us to stop treating you like a child, stop behaving like one! Now complete what you were doing, I don't want to eat burned food" Charles looked at Scott Summers in disappointment while saying so, Scott has so much potential yet he acts like this...

"And what about you Logan, aren't you supposed to be the oldest among us? What are you doing fighting a 16-year-old??" Noticing that Logan was still giving Scott a hard time around here even though he knew what the kid had been through, Xavier was NOT amused!

Sometimes, he wished to just brainwash the two into liking each other but, of course, he would never do something like that without their consent, they would refuse anyway, he had asked them before...

"Don't look at me like that, he is the one who has been stealing my Motorcycle, he almost broke it last night!" Logan protested while quite literally pointing his finger at Scott, his claws were already drawn back.

And before the team leader could even look at him, Scott denied all the accusations with such vigor, Charles would have believed him if he wasn't reading his mind and everyone else's in a 3-kilometer radius "I didn't do such a thing, who would want something covered in hair anyway"

This went off for a while before the trio heard an old voice speaking next to them "Everyone Dinner is ready, come to the table downstairs"

At some point, Gregory had taken the mantle from Scott and cooked dinner.

Gregory was a strong old man in his Fifties yet he appeared much younger than that, he was, like everyone else, wearing simple and casual clothes, he was by far the tallest of the group, standing over 6'5, and he had a jewel-like golden eyes that shined briefly every once and awhile.

"Thank you for your efforts Greg, and Scott, You will have to double the shores next month for this" Charles spoke calmly to Greg and Scott, and before young Scott could protest which he was about to, Charles gave him the All-powerful father death gaze.

And so, the four of them walked out of the Kitchen in silence while Scott and Logan held the food-filled ditches.

...

Finally arriving at the dining table on the ground floor the group sat down and soon enough, the others arrived and filled the remaining chairs, in total, there were ten of them sitting around a circular table.

They were: Charles Xavier, Logan Howlet, Scott Summers, Sebastian Shaw, Gregory Baker, Klein Sparrow, Keychain, Scarlet, Rogue, and Hank.

Aside from maybe Scarlet, none of them had the habit of talking at dinner and even she stopped doing it after the others gave her those mean looks before, so everyone just ate in silence.

All that could be heard was chewing sounds for a while until Gregory's eyes started shining in strong yellow-golden light, and he appeared to be frozen in place.

Seeing this, everyone else became solemn, no words needed to be said, they knew what this meant, his mutant ability had been activated!

Logan got up quickly and put him down on a mattress nearby. He would usually be very tired after his power was activated.

Gregory was a mutant with the ability of precognition, in normal day-to-day, he was capable of glimpsing up to 30 seconds into the future constantly as long as he activated his ability, however, if a certain condition had been met, he could see events that would happen months and even years into the future! They called that diversion sight.

And it didn't take long for the light to slowly fade away, as expected, Gregory fell asleep almost immediately.

"What is it, how did it happen this time Charles?" The Beast, Hank, raised a question that was on everyone's mind. The condition to activate divergent sight was that it must foresee his death, and so every time it activates, it shows him how will he die, of course, under certain circumstances, they could change the future and prevent his impending doom, they have already done so before.

Charles opened his mouth yet no words came out, he didn't know how to word it without freaking everybody out, in truth even he was scared after what he saw in Gragory's mind "He saw...the end of our kind...from what I could see, it's gonna happen exactly three years from now, on October the 19th of 1939...a creature of absolute darkness would hunt us down until the last of us, I am not sure if it is a mutant like us, whatever that thing is, it looks like a gigantic figure engulfed in black fog"

From what he could see from Gregory's mind, none of them could beat that thing, it was definitely Omega-level, and a very powerful one at that, the only other mutants he ever saw display what came close to that power were Scott when he unleashed the full power of the dimension he gets his power from in what he calls Lazer Incarnation and that kid he met long ago that could control Ice.

He wasn't even sure Logan's regeneration would help him survive, in the vision that thing swallowed the entire island of Manhattan after covering it entirely in his smoke within mere seconds.

"Now, what we mus-" Before Charles could complete his sentence, he felt someone enter his radius and he was approaching fast! Charles Xavier's first instinct was to read his mind but he couldn't!

'A Telepath?' Charles frowned then he commanded "Everyone, we don't have time, let's discuss this later, someone is coming in our direction, possibly a telepath like me, Rogue, Hank, and Klein, take Greg and hide in the basement, everyone else, gets in position just in case."