Sabretooth looked out over the hill, waiting. Then, he saw him, Wolverine. He was watching over the brats at the school. Suddenly, the white-haired witch came out, with the teenage brunette at her side. She was carrying a bundle in her arms, and when the Wolverine saw her, he lit up like a candle. He kissed the witch, and the brunette- who was doing something with her phone- covered her eyes.

"Look at them," someone said behind him. He turned to see Mystique there. "Acting like nothing's wrong."

"Easy, Mystique," Sabretooth warned. "We'll get our revenge."

"We better, especially since daddy practically killed off half the brotherhood with his claws."

"We will, Mystique, an eye for an eye. I want that baby. That'll teach him what happens when he messes with us."

Mystique turned to leave. "And, Mystique..." Mystique turned to look at him. "I want that baby alive."

"What about the witch and the brat?"

"If you can take them down and bring them to me, all the better."

"I'll send Retriever to snatch the kid."

Sabretooth nodded, tell the others we attack at dawn."