The Beginning of Chaos

"How do you know? I've never disclosed these abilities to anyone!" Charles exclaimed, utterly shocked, his gaze at Johnny now tinged with a newfound wariness.

"Indeed, charming Miss Raven, much like you, Charles possesses a remarkable ability to manipulate his own cellular and tissue structure, allowing him to assume the appearance of anyone, complete with details like irises, fingerprints, skin texture, voice, and even gender. Furthermore, he can mimic the texture of any clothing," Johnny continued, unfazed by Charles's astonishment, delving into Raven's extraordinary capabilities, leaving both Raven and Charles equally dumbfounded.

After a moment, Charles and Raven regained their composure, their gazes fixed on Johnny, now tinged with solemnity. Johnny's enigmatic aura left them feeling utterly perplexed; they knew nothing about him, yet he seemed intimately acquainted with them.

"Mr. Johnny, who are you?" Charles inquired, taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady his nerves.

"Charles, that's precisely why I invited you here—to reveal the future to you," Johnny declared, taking control of the conversation.

"Within the human population, it's not just you and Raven who harbor mutated genes. In the coming years, an increasing number of individuals, both adults and newborns, will manifest extraordinary talents. However, this proliferation of abilities will inevitably sow chaos. Charles, consider this: if certain individuals begin to exhibit unique talents, how do you think they'll be perceived by the 'normal' populace, given your understanding of human nature?" Johnny posed, prompting Charles to delve into deep contemplation.

"So, you're suggesting that the world will descend into chaos?" Charles surmised, his mood growing increasingly somber under Johnny's thought-provoking guidance.

"Charles, it seems you've grasped the gravity of the situation. That's precisely why I invited you here. This isn't merely chaos; it's a looming crisis. Once it unfolds, it'll be exceedingly challenging to contain. But if we act with foresight and reason from the outset, the outcome can be far more favorable," Johnny explained.

A profound silence followed his words.

"I've always believed I wasn't alone in the world, but I never considered the ramifications if more people like me existed. Johnny, what do you propose I do?" Charles inquired, lifting his gaze to meet Johnny's.

"Join me. Let's work together to establish a rational and orderly existence for mutants," Johnny proposed, his tone deliberate.

Observing the worry and confusion in Charles' eyes, Johnny continued, "Mr. Johnny, how can we be sure you're not deceiving us?" Raven interjected, breaking her silence.

"Raven, your ability differs from Charles'. He can discern the truth of my words. Even if you doubt me, you should trust Charles, shouldn't you?" Johnny responded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, effectively silencing Raven with a single remark.

"Mr. Johnny, I need some time to ponder your proposal, alright?" Charles finally reached a decision.

"Of course, Charles. However, time is of the essence. If you encounter obstacles and require assistance, as a friend, I'll be there to lend a hand," Johnny assured him with a nod.

Charles Xavier's involvement was pivotal to Johnny's plans. He was the cornerstone of the future Professor's vision.

With a myriad of concerns weighing on his mind, Charles saw no reason to prolong the lunch. He opted to depart with Raven, choosing not to linger.

"Mr. Johnny, I have one final question: what is your objective?" Charles inquired, turning to Johnny before their departure.

"Rise above, Charles. Your vision may be limited now, but I believe you'll grasp my meaning in due time," Johnny replied, exuding an invisible aura as he addressed Charles.

Arrangements made by Medusa saw Charles and Raven off via helicopter.

"Master, are you just letting them go like that? Even though this Charles fellow seems adept at psychic abilities, I'm confident I could fully manipulate them and make them submit to you," Medusa suggested, obediently massaging Johnny.

"Medusa, you underestimate Charles. His capabilities exceed what you perceive. Besides, Charles will soon require my assistance," Johnny replied with a faint smile.

Indeed, Johnny had no intention of allowing Medusa to exert direct control over Charles. Moreover, Charles, as the most potent among fourth-level mutants, possessed psychic talents far surpassing Medusa's estimations. Directly controlling him through psychic means wasn't a simple task.

Ultimately, Johnny adhered to his own principles. Blindly resorting to mind control would deprive him of the satisfaction derived from exerting control.

The Marvel universe teemed with peril, yet it was precisely this chaos that rendered it exhilarating. Johnny sought to leave his indelible mark on this extraordinary world.

"Medusa, just wait and watch. There's plenty of excitement in store," Johnny remarked, savoring Medusa's soothing massage as he reclined, eyes half-closed, utterly relaxed.

Following their departure from Johnny's villa, Charles and Raven lapsed into a lengthy silence, grappling with the implications of Johnny's words.

Charles found it challenging to make a decision amidst the uncertainty surrounding Johnny's enigmatic assertions.

Before he could fully process the implications of Johnny's revelations, trouble arrived at his doorstep.

Like a scene from an X-Men storyline, CIA agent Moira bore witness to the bizarre occurrences within the Hellfire Club. Fueled by inexplicable suspicions, she sought out Charles, an authority on mutations.

Rummaging through Moira's memories, Charles gleaned invaluable insights, validating Johnny's earlier assertions.

Faced with Moira's plea for assistance in thwarting Sebastian Shaw's scheme to instigate conflict between the United States and the Soviet Union, Charles resolved to intervene.

As Moira led a contingent of CIA operatives to apprehend members of the Hellfire Club, Charles witnessed the formidable might of mutants firsthand.

The ensuing confrontation served as a wake-up call for the CIA, compelling them to acknowledge the existence of individuals like Charles and Eric, whom Charles had rescued from peril.