Polybagged with X-Men #14.
*Prey - It will be a river of blood which spills between us, master of the forever past. And it will be your ancient, congealed, dry-caked ichor which will splatter the landscape like dry heat, washing me down in its dusty tears of time.
When you fall, Apocalypse... when your withered hand reaches out for mercy... when the master of the forever past asks for help... that is when the circle between us will be complete. When you will be as helpless before me as I was once before you. And you will be given in return, what you gave in kind. Nothing but scorn. It is survival of the fittest. Let's see which one of us survives... *Source: Back of Card