The afternoon was a sunny one, as were most on any given day in the town of Sunnydale California. Buffy Summers better known in some circles of the underworld as the Slayer, made her way home slowly just enjoying the remains of the day. Humming a nameless tune and trying to forget the utter creepiness of April the "Sexbot" she made her way up the stairs leading to the front door of her home. After looking at the tasteful bouquet of flowers on the table just inside the front door and remarking on the simplistic yet romantic card accompanying the arrangement, she called out to her mother to find her lying on the couch resting. Approaching her mother it took all of two steps to realize that the woman was not asleep and as soon as that realization hit her, Buffy Summers awoke with tears in her eyes and an ache in her heart and an emptiness that threatened to consume her soul.
Smoke, it was everywhere. Holding his little brother close to his chest as his mother strapped the lone parachute to his back, Scott watched as his father tried to keep the small charter plane steady. Giving her sons one last hug and telling them she loved them Janet Summers checked the straps holding the two boys together and with a final tearful sob she pushed them out of the tiny aircraft. Falling at an incredible speed the parachute whipped open and started to slow the boys fall. Looking up and seeing the plane in the distance above them explode into flames Scott knew he would never see his parents again, but the worst was yet to come as some flaming debris from the plane struck the parachute causing a tare in the canopy. They increased speed towards the ground and seeing the valley floor rush up at them Scott thought that they would die as well, it was when the Summers brothers landed far too fast to escape serious injury that Scott Summers better known as Cyclops field leader of the X-Men woke up.