It was 1962 when we met MacTaggart and we're giving a purpose. We were joined with the CIA and for once in the century I've been alive, I was the hero instead of the villain. For the next decade, we searched for mutants making an institute were they could live and get to understand their abilities. From those hundreds, we choose six young mutants; Angel, Darwin, Azazel, Havok, Banshee, and Magneto to help us catch Shaw. He was a scientist during World War II and did experiments on mutant children until he turned himself into one. We trained them until they could control their powers and were ready to fight.
We headed out on an early afternoon out to the ocean to help the government with the Russian Missile Crisis. We knew Shaw was there working with the Russians planning an attack that wouldn't affect him but would everyone there if it was successful. For a couple fast minutes we sat there talking about our plan in the plane. Charles telling Banshee to, “Scream as hard as you can if you catch the right angle the waves should carry you”, with an uneasy look he prepared to jump out of the plane. Before he jumped out I shouted “ Good luck”, and he was descending towards the ocean. Next, we set up the other young mutants at their spots and hoped everything would go well. Banshee was stopping the Sumerians, Magneto was trying to move the big military ships, and Charles, Moira, and I were waiting.