Ororo Munroe sat atop the peak of the mountain as the storm raged all around her.  Lightning flashed and winds strong enough to send the strongest of humans flying into the darkness below assailed her, but she did not move... only her stark white tresses whipping about in the tempest gave any indication that she was truly there at all, calmly sitting in the face of mother nature's wrath.  In truth, the storm was a reflection of the turmoil in her heart, manifested via her mutant ability to manipulate weather patterns.  Was she even still a mutant?  That she did not know.  Her powers had grown exponentially... that much she knew.  She could feel the very cosmos on the edge of her consciousness.  A part of her wondered if this is what her friend Jean felt when she became one with the Pheonix Force... was she too destined for things of a less Earthly concern?  Her white eyes drifted up to the sky and as if on command, the clouds parted to allow her to see the starfilled universe, and she found herself in awe.  She had always felt uncomfortable before whenever she left Earth, as if she had a connection to the goddess herself... and so, when she felt herself taken from her lofty perch on the mountain, teleported by forces unknown, she found herself oddly comfortable as she rematerialized with a gorgeous Earthrise in full view.  She knew instantly that she was in the home of the Watcher, whom she had briefly met a few times before.  Just as she materialized, she saw Uatu, the Watcher himself standing not far away, speaking to a blonde haired woman who... who looked like a much younger Emma Frost!  She could hear the girl, still a teenager speaking to the Watcher.<br/><br/><strong>"How do I fix it all?  How do I get them back?  I can, right?"</strong><br/><br/>Uatu for his part stared impassively at the girl, seemingly ignoring Ororo for the time being as he spoke to her.<br/><br/><strong>"You do not.  I have brought you here from your doomed world that you may do some good in this reality, if such is what you desire.  I have broken my sacred vow in doing so, but I feel the needs will prove my motives' worth in the end.  You will not be alone in your quest, should you accept it."</strong><br/><br/>He turned, making a sweeping gesture towards Storm.<br/><br/><strong>"You, the Terran known as Storm will be needed as well... for the very universe is in peril.  Welcome to my home."</strong>