X-Evo: A&G'verse
Franklin was, by far, a very curious consulate. Five years old with the knowledge of the world on his shoulders, and a child's mind to process it. Far be it to claim he didn't know what he was talking about, as Professor X held Franklin Richards' words high on the scale of the Inevitable, but taking him seriously took self-reminding on occasion. This time however.... "The children?"
"Things are going wrong, Professor." Franklin was fighting to keep his voice straight; Susan's touch seemed to help. "The children are dying and...and they haven't been born yet."
Logan stiffened, an image of Ororo blazing strongly into Professor X's thoughts. Franklin could hardly miss it either, and he shook his head frantically. "No no, not her! The unmade ones, the, the uncon...ceived ones?" His tougue tripped a little; it was obvious he'd never used it before. Most likely glimpsing it off someone's mind. "They're dying. They need to be born!"
The boy started crying and Susan held him close, picking up where Franklin floundered. "Charles, he's been like this for a few days. He told Reed he could hear whatever psychic resonance these spirits are transmitting and they're fading. They're crying, he says, and that they're important to the future."
"Very very important," Franklin emphasized 'quietly', keeping it just between himself and Professor X. "Can I still trust you?"
He didn't wait for an answer before tentatively projecting the to-be identities of the victims--
NathanLunaThomasNateBillyRachelTylerTeddy
--with significant reasons--
powerstabilizerprotecterCUREPEACE
--for their necessity to this world. "The world will explode if they all aren't born."