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aidan knelt before the dean's grave for what felt like hours, lost in memories and regrets as evening shadows began to stretch across the cemetery grounds. Just as he prepared to rise and leave, the crunch of footsteps on gravel announced someone's approach.
"Aidan! Thank God I finally found you," Logan's gruff voice carried obvious relief as he spotted the familiar figure kneeling by the headstone.
"Logan?" Aidan turned with genuine surprise, though realization quickly dawned across his features. "Let me guess—the Professor sent you to find me."
"How did you—" Logan started, clearly caught off guard by the accurate assumption.
"Let's discuss this somewhere more appropriate," Aidan said, bowing respectfully toward the tombstone one final time before rising to his feet. As they walked toward the cemetery entrance, the elderly proprietor of Angel's Garden offered him a kind smile from her shop doorway. Aidan nodded politely in return before quickening his pace to leave the memorial grounds.
"This is about the developments at Worthington Labs, isn't it?" Aidan said as they settled into opposite seats at a nearby café, the familiar aroma of coffee providing a stark contrast to the gravity of their conversation.
"Exactly," Logan confirmed, though his expression remained puzzled. "But didn't you just return to Earth today? How could you possibly know about such recent events?"
"You managed to track me down within hours of my arrival," Aidan replied with a wry smile, deflecting the question. "Your intelligence network is apparently quite efficient."
"We've been searching for you for weeks," Logan admitted with a helpless shrug. "If you hadn't shown up today, I was planning to call you directly within the next few days."
"So what's your assessment of this mutant suppressant situation?" Aidan asked, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.
During Aidan's two-year absence in Asgard, Earth had experienced dramatic upheavals. Beyond the development of the T-virus antidote, Worthington Laboratories—operating under the guise of a legitimate pharmaceutical company—had successfully created a permanent mutant gene inhibitor. When Mystique, acting on Magneto's orders, infiltrated their facilities and discovered evidence of illegal human experimentation on captured mutants, the footage she obtained had ignited a powder keg of human-mutant tensions.
While these developments hadn't particularly concerned Aidan initially, one aspect demanded his attention: the military was now using the suppressant as leverage to coerce the imprisoned Magneto into participating in a plan to capture him. This gave them the confidence to move against Baymax Corporation.
The situation had deteriorated rapidly in recent weeks. Relations between humans and mutants had reached a critical breaking point—it would take only the smallest spark to detonate the entire situation. Worthington Labs was too close to success with their gene-suppressing agent to abandon the project now. Meanwhile, mutants believed humans were systematically experimenting on their people and would attempt genocide once the "cure" was perfected.
Both sides had established negotiating councils, with representatives attempting diplomacy under direct presidential oversight. But as talks dragged on, influenced by various hidden agendas, mutant protesters had begun gathering outside Worthington's facilities in growing numbers.
Two days ago, Worthington's representatives had announced their breakthrough, publicly declaring that mutant genes constituted a disease they would treat free of charge. This proclamation had finally pushed Magneto's faction beyond all restraint—they were now actively planning to destroy the laboratory and eliminate the suppressant's developer.
Without intervention, violence would erupt within days. But with the alien invasion simultaneously approaching, the U.S. government found itself stretched impossibly thin. They wanted to use violent measures to eliminate mutant agitators before the Chitauri crisis arrived.
Four catastrophic situations had converged at the worst possible moment: Aidan Parker's return, the Tesseract's theft, an imminent alien invasion, and mutant riots threatening to explode into civil war. Any one of these crises could devastate the nation—but all four occurring simultaneously created an impossible scenario.
"It's complicated," Logan said, rubbing his temples in obvious distress. "Even within our own Xavier Institute, many people are disgusted by the suppressant program. Not just Magneto's followers—our own students and faculty."
"Then what exactly are you asking Baymax Corporation to do?" Aidan inquired after taking a thoughtful sip of coffee.
"We contacted Yinsen earlier, but he said Baymax couldn't involve itself in mutant affairs without your direct authorization."
"Understood. So what's your proposal?"
"The Professor hopes Baymax can serve as a mediator," Logan explained earnestly. "Negotiate a suspension of military action against mutants and halt the suppressant's release. In exchange, we'll prevent the mutant riots from escalating."
"That sounds like a temporary bandage rather than a cure," Aidan observed critically. "You're just postponing the inevitable conflict."
"Look, we'll keep working on a permanent solution..." Logan trailed off, clearly uncomfortable with political maneuvering. Diplomacy had never been his strong suit.
Aidan set down his coffee cup and considered the situation carefully. "I'll need to think this through. I plan to visit the Institute within the next few days. Until then, do everything possible to keep your people calm."
"Thank you," Logan said, genuine gratitude evident in his voice. "I know you could easily ignore this entire situation, but you're still willing to help when we ask."
"If everything goes according to plan, this approach should permanently resolve the conflict between humans and mutants," Aidan stood with a confident smile. "But I need to work out the specific details, and success will depend heavily on your people's actions when the time comes."
"Really? What kind of plan are you considering?" Logan asked eagerly, leaning forward in his chair.
"Essentially, a redirection of contradictions," Aidan replied cryptically. "As long as the core sources of conflict aren't directly addressed, we can fundamentally prevent violence from erupting."
Logan frowned, clearly struggling to understand the concept.
"Don't worry about the details now," Aidan said, heading toward the café's exit. "I'll discuss everything directly with the Professor during my visit. Just wait for word in the next few days."
After Logan paid their bill, he returned to the Xavier Institute carrying this crucial news.
"How did the meeting with Aidan go?" Hank McCoy couldn't contain his anxiety as Logan entered the Institute's main hall. It had been his idea to approach Baymax Corporation for intervention at this critical juncture. Professor Xavier, Storm, and several other faculty members gathered around Logan with obvious anticipation.
"He's considering our request," Logan reported. "And he claims to have a plan that could resolve the human-mutant conflict permanently."
"What kind of plan?" Professor Xavier asked urgently. The weight of his decades-long efforts to improve human-mutant relations pressed heavily on his shoulders—efforts that seemed on the verge of complete collapse due to the suppressant program and political manipulation.
"He wouldn't elaborate," Logan admitted. "But he's planning to visit us within the next couple of days to discuss everything in detail."
"He's coming here personally?" Professor Xavier's expression grew troubled. In the past, he would have welcomed Aidan warmly, but since learning about the Hand Island Incident, the young man's apparent callousness toward human life had left him deeply unsettled.
"That's what he said."
"Then I'll meet with him myself," Professor Xavier declared with quiet determination.
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