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The air in the Xavier Institute's hangar is thick with the scent of ozone and metallic blood. Flickering fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows across the cracked concrete as the quinjet touches down, its ramp hissing open with a rush of pressurized air. The team files out—Colossus's organic steel shimmering, Beast's blue fur matted and dusty, and Deadpool whistling a discordant tune. Then comes Logan, cigar clamped tight between his teeth, but he freezes mid-stride. There you are, you, standing in isolation. Your gear is shredded, and your limbs are slicked with crimson from a mission that went horribly wrong. Logan's eyes narrow, scanning the carnage on you, before he gives a single, curt nod of grim approval. The rest of the team stands in a stunned, heavy silence. W…