Today, in what could be the worst storm
in the history of our nation's capital!
Hail the size of softballs! Gale force winds!
Monsoon-like rains!
So far, the National Weather Service has no explanation
for the sudden and bizarre nature of this storm.
It's those freaky mutants, man! They're doing this!
It never changes.
Whoa! No offense, Cyke, but I'm about to lose my lunch!
Who do I have to pay to get off this ride?
Something is very wrong! The sky, the air, the wind!
Injured. Crying. Not of the Earth!
Take it easy, Storm! It's just a bumpy ride.
The irregular weather patterns validate Storm's intuitive distress.
They defy nature, in that they do not coincide
with the meteorological pressure systems that cause them.
Storm, it's okay! Let me help! Cyke, please take us down!
Stay back! All of you!
Storm! No!
She's got to do this, kid!
What's she doing out there?
- Stay with her, Cyke! - Hold on, everyone!
Find an appropriate landing area, Cyclops.
The wind shear factor just tripled!
Forget appropriate! I just hope we can get this thing down in one piece!
Controls won't respond!
I knew I should have taken out flight insurance!
Tell me when the scary part is over!
Beast! Bypass auto-landing gear release
and activate reverse thrusters now!
I command the Sahara winds
transform this ice to steam!
As you requested, Jubilee. The scary part is over.
Radical landing.
Yeah, almost looked like old bug eye knew what he was doing.
Come in, Storm! Where are you? Get back here immediately!
This cannot be!
(GROANING) What are you? I will not allow it!
Let me go. I must fight it.
The danger has passed. You are safe now.
Who are you? What are you?
I have traveled across dimensions of space to find you.
My name is Arkon, ruler of Polemachus.
My planet is dying.
You, mistress of the elements can save us.
You created this chaos.
It is but a hint of the misery that afflicts my planet.
With every second, Polemachus comes closer to extinction.
How could you endanger all of these people just to get to me?
That is barbarous!
My people depend on me.
I must be prepared to do anything to save them.
Can you and those of your planet forgive me?
The skies are clear!
Are you hurt? Talk to us!
Where are you?
Oh, no! Cyclops, do you read me?
(GROANS) Of all the times.
- You must come with me now. - But I cannot!
Do not make me beg! I need you!
Sorry, we have sort of an emergency!
- Who's "we"? The Cub Scouts, bub.
- Now move over! Sure.
We appreciate your cooperation
and assure you that you shall be fully compensated.
(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY) Anything you say.
Don't worry. They're not as bad as they look.
Professor, the meteorological disturbance is over.
Climatic and atmospheric conditions have stabilized.
That is excellent news. But I see that Storm is not with you.
As you may have deduced, she left us to battle the raging elements.
Our attempts to reach her have failed thus far.
But we've determined the location of her communicator
to be near the Washington Monument, and are en route.
- Keep me informed. - Certainly, Professor.
Because if Cerebro cannot find her
it means she is thousands of miles away, unconscious, or worse.
I found Storm's communicator!
- Any sign of Storm? - This is most unusual.
Either somebody likes to play the back nine at midnight,
or this has something to do with what happened to Storm.
Any luck, Beast? - It is most perplexing, Professor.
A simple beam of light can easily pass through it,
yet it completely occludes the radioactive energy of an x-ray.
Its matter contains no recognizable elements.
And, alas, every attempt
to identify its primary energy source has proved futile.
How much longer are we gonna play with that golf ball?
Try to be patient, Jubilee. Beast is doing the best he can.
I'm afraid we may never find her.
It's just the last time we saw Storm, she was, well, freaking out!
- Something's real wrong. - The kid's right.
Playing chemistry set ain't getting us anywhere.
What'd I do?
Your impatience may have opened a door.
But, to where?
To Storm. That's why she left it for us.
We cannot be sure she left it.
Send me a postcard when you're sure. In the meantime, I'm gonna find out!
Come on!
Logic is on Logan's side. Shall we?
Let's go!
Into the unknown.
Why did you deny me the chance to speak to my friends?
If your need is just, why drag me here like a prisoner?
Forgive me, Storm.
Your friends may have tried to dissuade you.
Please understand it was the action of a desperate man.
So many lives depend on me. Every solution I have tried has failed.
You have saved so many with your powers and compassion.
When you cast your eyes on my troubled world,
you will begin to understand.
My people huddle, sheltered the best they can.
I do not know how long we can hold out.
These storms have weakened the Ring of Verdon,
which protects our planet the way the ozone layer protects your Earth.
I sense a terrible wound, even a dying of the planet.
Not only is our planet suffering, but so are her inhabitants.
The fluctuating atmosphere has made my people ill.
Can you forgive me now, Storm?
Now that you understand my responsibilities.
Will you, weather goddess, help my people?
Yes.
- We're back in hurricane central! - Fascinating!
The base of a hurricane circulates in the opposite direction from its apex.
Is that like worse than regular hurricanes?
Intruders! Hmm.
You will pay for bringing the plagues and storms
that are destroying our planet!
Perhaps these visitors can help us.
How dare you speak out! Get back to work.
We have nothing to do with your misfortunes.
We just arrived, in search of a missing friend.
Yeah, you welcome wagon ladies seen a white-haired woman flying around?
- Get them! - Stop!
Sorry, but can't we, like, talk this thing out?
It would behoove you to turn around, Jubilee.
Are you guys sure we're not still on Earth?
Let's get out of here!
Why is nothing happening?
Please be patient.
Getting in tune with an entire planet takes time and I...
What? What is it?
I am sensing strong interference.
It is coming from over there. What is that device?
That is what's keeping this planet functioning during this time of crisis.
It is the central energy transmitter.
Polemachus depends on it for a great deal, including our security.
But, Arkon, it is causing...
Surely your powers are strong enough to accommodate its presence.
The truth is, I cannot be sure that I can help your planet at all.
Dear Storm, if your powers have half the strength of your compassion,
you can save galaxies.
Take my hand. I know that together we will triumph.
Something tells me, these guys don't want to talk.
Cyke!
Hey!
Thanks. I think.
Watch it, boys. I'm an old hand at this.
This is not how I would have wished to learn about this new culture.
The tin cans on this planet take dancing lessons.
Their center of gravity, however, is problematic.
I'm so glad we had this little heart-to-heart.
Scouring sands, surrender to your deserts.
Tortured skies, breathe gentle and clear!
Hurricane winds, punish no more!
Floods of destruction, calm your surging struggle!
Forces of life, heal your wounds!
Shine! Shine, with strength reborn!
I hope they weren't from the Chamber of Commerce.
If we perform an analysis based on our coordinates of entry,
we may be able to determine Storm's.
I say, if a guy was enough of a big shot to kidnap Storm, I bet he lives up there.
Not particularly scientific, but persuasive nonetheless.
I thought so!
Take cover!
Jail! I can't believe this! It's worse than Earth!
I would exercise extreme caution, Jubilee.
We have to find a way to distract our jailers.
Just like in the movies.
This hurts me more than it's gonna hurt you, pal.
- Traitor! - Huh?
It's working! Storm!
Must concentrate.
It is over, my darling. We are saved!
What?
Nice dump, for a kidnapper.
Storm!
Keep away!
Fat chance!
You do not understand!
Storm! Are you all right?
No! Don't! No!
We don't like our friends to be yanked off the planet, pal.
Chasing around the galaxy ruins my mood!
Stop! Stop! I am here to help.
And unless I am allowed to, the entire planet will die.
- What? - Let him go!
Accept our apologies, Storm.
You must realize that when we lost contact with you,
we feared your life was in jeopardy.
Is there still time, Storm?
I shall try. But there cannot be anymore interruptions!
You will prevail. I know you will.
Well, guess they don't need us at all.
We are saved!
Storm, with self-sacrifice and incredible will
you have saved Polemachus!
Now, her people would like to thank you.
Storm! Storm! Storm!
Wow! Do you hear that?
Indeed. Storm is most deserving of their praise.
- Right, but... - But what?
How long are we gonna have to hang out here on the party planet?
Party pooper.
Wolverine's right. We have no mission here.
We must at least get word to the Professor.
Ah, but look, I think that Arkon guy really likes Storm!
Storm, I don't know how Earth celebrates your incredible deeds.
But I tell you, Polemachus will love and worship you now and forever.
And so will I.
No one has ever done for me what you have.
Arkon, please. You must not speak this way.
Your courage and love have given my people back to me.
- Your beauty has stolen my heart. - Arkon, I...
Storm, will you rule by my side as empress?
Will you bond with me as you have bonded with the planet?
Arkon, it is too sudden!
You cannot expect me to know so soon!
I have known since the instant we met.
I. Yes! Yes, I will!
Oh, my!
I present to you, our queen, Storm!