Chapter 1
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The boy is fighting against the bonds that tie him to the chair, without any avail. He tries to shout but the gag muffles any noise he makes. Erik smiles. Sometimes his fellow brothers could be so… clueless. He makes his way down the stairs calmly, thinking to himself as he treads. He would never have let himself be captured like this, even this young. Of course, he was with Charles at that point of his life but that's a whole other story. One thing at a time. Erik watches the boy struggle for a few more minutes, leaning against the railing of the stairs before approaching. He places a pale hand on the boy's shoulder and the boy stops struggling. "Now, now Tyler," Erik grins broadly, looking down at Tyler, "Would you like me to take that off?" He asks softly, indicating the gag. The boy nods slowly, his eyes brown eyes wary, darting around the room, scanning his surroundings cautiously. The white-washed walls are clear from any decoration whatsoever, with small windows lining the top of the room, circling the entire room. The sky is a dark black outside, meaning it's night. Brilliant, Tyler thinks, nobody will notice I'm gone till morning. Erik pulls the gag from around the boy's mouth, "I'm no monster you know," He laughs, his eyes sparkling. "I wish I could believe that." Tyler glares at Erik. "I have to get back to the school. Is there something you needed? I have a phone for a reason." The boy smirks as Erik sighs. "I was trying to be polite but seen as you seem eager, let's hurry this along." Erik grabs hold of the back of the chair and swivels it to face the white wall. Tyler rolls his eyes. "Telepathy is Charles' talent.". Erik smirks, "So talents, that's what he's having you believe we have? Interesting. This, m'boy requires logic, no telepathy needed. Mystique descends from the stairs that Erik came from in time to hear the comment and laughs lightly. "Have you told him…?" She purrs, whispering in Erik's ear as he smiles broadly, "You're just in time dear. Tyler, have you worked it out yet?". Tyler cranes his neck around to look at the man they call Magneto and frowns. "Obviously. You want a portal. I'm not that thick. I'm just not sure what for…". Erik crouches next to Tyler still smiling, slightly resembling an alligator. "Not just any portal. A mirror portal. In a specific place. I need you to locate a certain mutant at that school of yours.". Tyler stares, bewildered at Erik. "A mirror portal? But that's so basic. It's not illegal, why couldn't you come to the school and ask to see whoever it is instead of kidnapping me?", Tyler questions, not quite understanding. "Well because I plan on doing a lot more to him than just talking. He gets in my way a lot and I've heard he owes some people a few favours…". Tyler sighs, "Would you mind telling me who it is so I can track them? As I said I have stuff to deal with.". Erik smiles, "But of course my dear boy. A mutant by the name of Logan.". The room fills with silence as Tyler takes this in. He thinks hard, why would Erik want to track Logan? Shit. "His skeleton. It's metal. You can control metal. You want me to track him and show you him through a mirror portal so you can control him?! I'm right, aren't I…". Erik laughs, "So you have a good initiative then young one. Well, as I said before, I need you to find me Logan. I won't hurt anyone, I promise, I'll just take him for… 'walkies' shall we call it, help him pay off a few favours eh? And, if you don't like what you see, then you can pull out. I promise." Erik's eyes sparkle as he stares intently at Tyler. "I guess if you're helping him…" Tyler smiles, "Fine, I can help. Give me five minutes to find him, sir". Erik smiles at Mystique who is standing behind Tyler in the form of Charles. Smart girl, Erik thinks. "He may be a while dear," Erik walks over to Mystique as her blue skin flows over her body, replacing Charles' face with her own. "I can wait," She says patiently, "I have a few requests for Logan myself…" She looks down at the three scars on her torso, glistening in the light of the watery rising sun.
Logan jerked awake, growling as he hit his head on the side of his bed. "Goddamit," He snarled, eying the empty beer bottle on the bedside table, quickly snatching it up and shoving it under the bed before Charles' had the chance to walk past. He didn't bother changing out of the blue shirt and black jeans he was wearing as he pulled on his leather jacket, stuffing his feet into the shoes that lay at the bottom of his bed. If he hadn't been forced to earn his keep by teaching classes he would still be in bed at this point. Logan yawned as he trailed down the stairs, passing kids as he went. They mostly stayed out of his way in the morning, once one of them had tried to trip him up. That kid ended up in the med lab with Jean stitching them up. It wasn't Logan's fault he had been concealing a bottle under his shift that had sent glass everywhere when it smashed. If only Charles' let him drink in the school. So, in a way the kids parents could thank Charles'. Personally, Logan wouldn't have minded being stitched up by Jean but she claimed he could heal so it didn't matter. Shame. Logan heard voices in the kitchen as he entered, he sighed when he saw Scott and Ororo. Ororo wasn't the problem, of course. "Morning" Logan muttered, nudging his way past Scott to grab a beer from his cupboard. "Logan, I thought Charles' said that you had to clear out the beer from there…" Ororo said quietly, as Scott smirked. Logan raised an eyebrow at her as he took another swig from the bottle. "Well then, tell him I'm doing it. One bottle at a time." He smirked as he walked out, pouring the end of the bottle on Scott's cereal and tossing the bottle in the bin as he strolled out.
"Seems like our friend could use a lesson in manners," Erik noted as he watched Logan through the portal that Tyler had created. "Thank-you Tyler. You are doing the right thing my boy," Erik smiled, as Mystique finished fastening the chains around Tyler's wrists. The chains trailed into the ceiling and prevented Tyler from moving. "One question," Tyler piped up, "I need my hands free to close the portal…" He trailed off as the lights in the room were switched off and he was left alone in the darkness with his portal. He had walked right into this one. "Well done Tyler…" He murmured unhappily as he was forced to watch Logan continue his morning.