<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn1.screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/X-Men-First-Class-January-Jones-Emma-Frost-Costume.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>     Emma Frost<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          White Queen<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York, Westchester<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>        (Telepathically) Rouge, <br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Emma walked into the devistated streets of New York City. Ore what was left of it.<br/>Whoever had the power to do this was truly Evil and Emma thought she had seen Evil.<br/>On her journey she overheard a broadcast from Tony Stark, he was alive and was foarming a Resistance.<br/>But what good could they do? Did he honestly belive he could fight this thing and win? Besides what was left of the world anyway? How could it possibly return to something when it was laid to waste? She rubbed the temple of her forehead.<br/>Running her hands through her blonde hair. It didn`t matter anyway, why would she fight if she lost the only person she ever loved?<br/><br/>Emma reached the heart of the city, what had been Times Square. She loved this part of the city...<br/>one of her happiest memories was coming here last New Years with the students. She of corse kept up her Bitchy facade at the time telling all of her fellow Xmen how she hated it. But Scott knew, he saw through her bullshit and just smiled at her.<br/>He knew that she was happy...that after years of struggel she finally found a "Family".<br/><br/>Emma hugged herself and looked around, the buildings were levelled, burnt bodies all around her.<br/>She closed her eyes, feeling so isolated and alone. Her white cat-suit was allready dirty from all the fumes that were blowing around her. Was everyone dead?<br/><br/>No...that Son of a Bitch Tony Stark was alive...which meant other heroes had to be alive to.<br/>Emma pulled herself together and concentrated, she placed both her slender hands either side of her skull.<br/>This was something she had never attempted before, not without Cerebro. She was going to push the very limits of her telepathic powers and attempt to contact the X-men. Mabye she and Scott weren`t the only ones.<br/><br/>*X-men?* She started out breathjing heavey. *X-men?* She pushed her mind harder, gritting her teeth and pictureing that bloody cow Jean Grey taunting her beacuse she wasn`t the telepath she had been.<br/><br/>*XMEN!!!!* She pyschically screamed causing blood to drip from her left nostril.<br/>Her power reached out to Rouge who had a connection with her beacuse of an incident they once went through together.<br/>The message was reaching Rouge faintly until Frost really put her back in to it.<br/><br/>*X-MEN, this is Emma. Are you alive? Are you here? Im in New York City....I survied the attack as did Scott. We were the only ones the School is...is....gone. Scotts hurt very badly...I need help otherwise he`s not going to make it....Bloody Hell...we need to re-group....we need to...to....* And with that her connection was gone. She fell to her knees her head pounding. It took alot out of her to send that message. She just prayed someone was alive to hear it and she didn`t just risk a bloody stroke for nothing.