Previously on Wolverine and the X-Men.
That's what I want.
A collar? What's it supposed to do?
This.
It shuts down mutant powers.
Begin reverse engineering this device immediately.
That collar, it'll be used against mutants.
Name's Bolivar Trask.
He's the gadget man behind the MRD.
Incredible.
It appears the mutant fight has just shifted in our favor.
My X-Men, time is limited,
I come to you with an urgent message.
Come to us? From where?
The future.
The coma you see me in right now,
it will last for 20 years.
I've just awoken from it, and the world I found is a nightmare.
Alert! Unknown energy source detected.
Pretty good detail.
Hard to believe you lifted a memory this clear out of my head.
Your newer memories aren't difficult to access, Logan.
Just the older ones.
Now what was it you wanted me to see?
Well, like I said,
I got the inhibitor collar back and trashed their systems.
But right in the thick of it, I saw this.
- Mastermold? - Yeah.
Whatever it is, Senator Kelly's involved.
- That's gotta be bad. - I would agree.
Hank can't find anything on it, so I was hoping you might know something.
No, I don't.
Sadly, the historical records here in the future
are reduced to old newspapers and damaged books.
I suggest you return to Trask's facility and find everything you can.
I'll try to learn more here.
Will do. You just watch yourself out there, Chuck.
Wish you were here, Hank. You always enjoyed research.
Mutant apprehension in progress.
Mutant apprehended.
Alert! Unknown energy source detected.
Unknown power source obtained.
Returning to facility 2-3-6.
No.
Cerebro.
There it is.
Trask Industries.
So are we posing for a painting here, Logan, or do you actually have a plan?
Something don't smell right.
With you, I would assume that means literally.
I'm only catching the scent of two people. There should be dozens.
We're still going in, right?
Don't make me regret bringing you, Forge.
You're here for analysis only, got it?
Yeah, sure, of course. I got it.
But we're still going in, right?
The future's gotta be easier than this.
Mutants,
face me and prepare for your inhibitor collars.
No.
Get away from me!
He's a telekinetic. Transfer him to the tower.
I said face me, mutant!
That will be quite enough, Colonel Moss.
Your inhibitor collar is now active.
Thank you, Colonel Moss. You may go about your business.
How'd you do that, old man?
He didn't activate your collar.
Hello, Sarah. He didn't because I asked him not to...
Nicely.
How'd you know my name?
Where'd the Sentinels get you, the badlands?
Is that where you were hiding? What are your powers?
He's a telepath. How else would he know your name?
That's impossible. There are no more telepaths.
The Sentinels wiped them all out.
Hello, Professor. My name is Bishop.
Wolverine told me a lot about you.
What are you saying? You know Wolverine?
He's the one who gathered us and taught us to fight.
We're his X-Men.
I must see him. Where is he?
A few years back he saved us from a Sentinel attack,
but got captured.
That's the last we ever saw of him.
We put up a gravestone at the institute along with the others.
Wolverine was captured?
- Is that hard to believe? - Nearly impossible.
But these are strange days.
I don't understand the purpose of this place.
Why would the Sentinels keep mutants alive at all?
They need us. We just don't know why.
Mutants are taken inside the tower one by one.
They never come out.
What about trying to escape?
That, my friend, is why we're here. We've got X-Men waiting on the outside.
At dawn, we're breaking every single mutant out of here.
Quite the risk, allowing yourselves to be captured.
I didn't become an X-Man to play it safe.
And besides, we have luck on our side.
- Hey! - Hi.
Ta-Da!
This is way too easy.
You're right, Logan. Let's do it the hard way.
After you.
Well, I must say, Logan,
when you told us of your charming little adventure here
I pictured it far more populated.
Trask cleaned house.
Frost, scan the guards' minds, see what...
I already have. They didn't even know the building was empty.
My first field op, I didn't even get to do anything.
Aw, don't worry. There'll be other missions.
Next time I'm sure you'll get to, you know, do whatever it is you do.
Hope you're having better luck than we are, Chuck.
So let me get this straight. You've been in a coma for 20 years,
but now you're awake
and you're using your brain powers to contact the X-Men in the past
to try and stop this future from happening?
I wouldn't have summed it up quite like that, but yes.
You're crazy. No way you're Charlie X.
I prefer that my students address me as Professor.
It may indeed sound ridiculous, but Sarah is right.
And that's why I must get inside the tower.
Marrow has you pegged, old man. You are crazy.
Perhaps,
but the Sentinels took something from me.
And if I don't get it back, nothing you do will matter.
It's called Cerebro.
It's a tracking system I created.
I use it to find mutants in need, to help them.
But if the Sentinels could somehow access it,
there would be no running, no hiding, no hope.
This is your fault!
Things were bad enough for us and you bring a mutant tracker into it?
Why didn't you just smash that thing?
- It's my only link to the past. - Forget the past!
You're here now.
And you've made everything worse!
- Sarah, wait. - Don't worry about her.
You know kids, here and now is all that matters.
We can win this.
And getting Cerebro back is the first step.
Domino, Kamal, proceed as planned. Get everyone out.
- I'm going with the Professor. - Thank you.
Don't let this crazy man get in your head, Bishop.
You're our leader.
And he's Professor X, the guy Wolverine listens to.
Your funeral.
I don't like this, mind-controlled or not.
The Sentinels are in charge here, not humans.
Moss executes his tasks like a machine,
delivering mutants to the tower. He doesn't even know why.
Thank you, Colonel Moss.
Colonel Moss has found Cerebro.
It's above us. Level seven.
I... Wait.
There's something else here as well.
A mutant. Alive.
The Sentinel...
It just lifted the cube telekinetically.
They've mechanically reproduced that mutant child's power.
They're trying to evolve.
Mastermold will stop at nothing.
Mastermold? What is that?
It's the Sentinel responsible for all of this...
The detention centers, hunting us down.
That's why Logan re-formed the X-Men,
to find Mastermold and destroy it.
Error. Bio-unit compromised.
Brain wave patterns corrupt.
Switching to Sentinel mode.
Mutant apprehension in progress.
Get out of here, Professor! I can hold this one off.
Are you here to rescue me?
Actually, young man... Julian, is it?
We could really use your help.
Observation. Energy attack ineffective. Adapting.
Vanisher, I thought Domino's signal was supposed to be a flare.
Huh, this works, too.
Well, that looks bad.
Bad or lucky?
Who wants presents?
I... I just need a minute.
That's a minute we don't have, Mr. Keller. You can stop them.
I can't. I don't have anything left. We have to get out of here.
Mutants, stand down. You have three seconds to comply.
You can do this, Julian.
- Don't be afraid. Focus. - Three, two, one.
- Well done. - Telekinetic shield detected.
Adapting.
Now how about we grab your machine and get out of here?
Cerebro.
Julian, in the center there, the core and the helmet. I need you to...
Get Cerebro! It's all that matters!
- So it's on, right? - Yes, Berzerker, it's definitely on.
Crazy old man.
Now how are we getting out of here?
Come on, their reinforcements will be here in about three minutes.
So it's imperative you do not give up looking for Trask's facility.
The Mastermold he's creating is an artificial intelligence
that manufactures Sentinels.
It is a key component in the coming war.
You learned all that from an old newspaper?
- Thank you, Sarah. - Sure thing, Professor.
I'm glad you got your machine back.
But with Mastermold still out there hunting us,
things are sure to get a whole lot worse.
And that, Bishop, is what the X-Men are for,
in the past or in the future.
To prevent things from getting worse.
Facility 2-3-6 has been destroyed.
An unknown mutant facilitated the escape of 14 mutants.
Partial match found.
Subject, mutant.
Designation, Charles Xavier, telepath.
Orders, capture.
Alive.