John Irons awoke in a white tiled room. "...Oh man where am I" Cable emerged from the shadows, "You're in New Orleans at the LeBeau estate, what were you doing at the airport?" "One minute my magazine is getting burned up by some ass riding through the air and then I collapsed." "So you don't have any affiliation with Halloween Jack?" "Who's that?" Cable was able to tell the man wasn't lying, "We took some X-rays and it seems like you didn't break anything." "Never broken a bone, it's just not possible." "I know, your a mutant, with an extra strong skeleton and strength. John I'm going to hand you a few forms to fill out, I'll be back in a few minutes." "Alright" Cable left the room and looked in on his new recruits. Wolverine was teaching them a few new fighting techniques. Forge had arrived earlier and was in the process of building a medical unit like the one in Westchester and a new version of Cerebro. Things were finally starting to shape up.