Written by Cullen Bunn
Penciled by Edgar Salazar
Cover by Ken Lashley
Published Mar 15, 2017
Cover by Ken Lashley
Published Mar 15, 2017
After discovering Magneto has been conspiring with the Hellfire Club, Psylocke decides it's time to end him. She moves stealthily through War Room X in the Savage Land seeking him out. Her advance upon the compound is interrupted when the entire structure explodes, and she shields herself in a psychic bubble, landing at his feet. He reminds her that she said she'd be watching him, and if she didn't approve of his actions, she'd kill him and he assumes that she's decided to make good on her warnings. Using telekinesis, she commands a gigantic dinosaur to attack him and as it bites down on him, he blows up the creatures jaws. Indeed Psylocke was right... This is where it ends.
He knew this day would come. Did she see too much of him in her own actions or too much herself in his? As they battle, he tells her it doesn't have to be this way. The X-Men still have much work to do. She reminds him that his team of X-Men are finished. Mystique, Sabretooth and Monet are all missing, Xorn has vanished, Archangel is in charge of the sleepers and Fantomex is also off the grid. He's a poison, running the X-Men like the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants.
She draws a sword and Magneto shreds it, but what he isn't prepared for is a telekinetic one, and she runs him through. It's done. It's over. And he wasn't expecting it. She removes his helmet and using her mind powers, puts him to sleep - collapsing into the water and bleeding out. She walks away and suddenly, Elixer and Exodus appear through a portal. They heal him, as Elixer declares his debts repaid and Exodus tell Magneto he should come with them. He tells them he shall remain dead... Exodus states not that dead and Magneto says "No, not yet..." and with that, this series comes to an end.
This title is a shell of itself, and being dead is probably better than being published with the likes of THIS so-called team of X-Men. The natural offspring of the original series created over a half century ago has been forgotten. While it will no doubt live again, what I would assume is about the 620th issue of this classic title ends with a whimper and is clearly not up to standards with what Chris Claremont could write in his sleep. But sleep now, Uncanny X-Men. I give props to Marvel a little bit that they put it this title out of it's misery and give this issue a 4/10.
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