1

Hello, it's Electron and I wanted to say I'm not really that old. I write like it but really, I'm what 21? Soon to be 22. I reread my old posts and I think 'wow I sound like an old man'.

2

One of my funniest memories has to be when I hugged Magneto. The man was so confused. I smile thinking about it. Neither of us are touchy feely people but when I want to be I can be pretty affectionate. I was really excited and like a charge in the air I chose the shortest route to release my energy. I got into MIT and I was going to enjoy my moment of triumph darn it. I don't think anyone had hugged him in a while. Did I hug him again after this? Yes. Will he ever get used to it? Probably not.

3

I've come to the conclusion that I'm more logical than Magneto. He uses his logic to justify his feelings instead of using logic to determine what actions to take. He's good at justifying his actions and sometimes he tries to convince me with BS reasons. I never buy them.

That's why as a rule I seem colder than Magneto. The man gets angry often and he is a very passionate person. It's very hard to get under my skin. I'll kill someone because it saves 100 people calmly without any fanfare while he insists on monologues etc.

4

When we're arguing with each other we act completely different. He yells and raves maybe breaks a few things while he's at it. After he's done raving, I generally destroy his argument with a few well thought out words calmly. It's interesting really how different we are yet similar.

5

Say what you want about Magneto being abusive- I wouldn't disagree with you but he had taught me so many important things about life.

While I was reading in a park a group of teens saw me. They took my book and started to taunt me. I rolled my eyes and left. I could always get another book. It made no sense for me to get worked up about it.

I decided to go play chess with Magneto who unlike many pundits would like you to think isn't a vampire and likes springtime as much as anyone else.

He noticed that my book was gone and asked about it.

"A group of guys took it from me."

"And you let them?" He asked surprised.

"It's just a book." I responded

"Turn around and get it back."

Weird it's a three dollar book hardly expensive. And you didn't buy it. I did.

Still, I get up and walk to the thieves.

"Give me my book back."

"Or what you're going to sic gramps on us?"

He really shouldn't have said that. He really shouldn't have.

The boy in question in a moment had a broken arm and began to scream. I made short work of the two others. They scurried off my book forgotten. I picked it up and returned to my mentor.

"Those guy are going to need to go to the hospital for the broken bones." I say.

"Good. You taught them a lesson."

"Why does that matter?"

"Never passively accept disrespect from anyone. Never take the slightest insult."

That was an interesting concept. One I wasn't very familiar with. Always stand your ground? Never take disrespect from anyone? If I'd done these things at home surely I'd be dead in a ditch. Not having to choosing your battles is a privilege of the powerful.

Sometimes when your weak you needed to take some hits. It could be pretending you've been knocked out to avoid further damage in a fight pride be damned or shutting up when your boss treats you terribly because jobs don't grow on trees.

It seemed so foreign a concept. The idea of me being able to approach any situation with such confidence. Or maybe you can call it arrogance. But the thing was that I was powerful now. There were very few people on the planet who could be a threat to me. My power had changed but my mindset hadn't.

6

Remember how I said he didn't like when I used slang? Well, not long after my second kill he started correcting other things I did.

I could be wandering the halls lost in thought and he'll tell me to not look down at the floor. Why? Doing so showed a lack of confidence. He corrected me a lot about that because I had an aversion to eye contact. When I did make it I quickly diverted my attention. I hadn't even noticed. Back home it just wasn't safe to look someone in the eye. They could get the idea that you were looking at them 'funny' and soon you'd be another bullet ridden body on the street. It was safer to make yourself small and as nonthreatening as possible. Of course, it helped that I naturally looked nonthreatening.

Like usual I did try to do what he said but the change was too drastic for me to remember everything. He was used to acting a certain way, so it came easy to him but when I forgot to look him in the eye he thought I was being disrespectful.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you" He'd say.
My heart would jump I'd apologize and try my best to comply with his order.

I hadn't thought about it but if I did I'd notice that he was trying to make me into a smaller version of him.

7

Father's Day was coming up and while I didn't have a father I did have a man that was very important in my life. I looked up to him and worked very hard every day to earn his approval. I decided to make him something. I worked diligently day and night until the day came.

I entered Magneto's office as he was reading a paper.

I pull my metal gift into the room.

"I noticed that you make tea allot so..."

The silver teakettle and assorted cups softly landed on the desk. The amount of effort needed to make the things was immense given the elegant designs on them and their small size.

"You made this." He said

I nod.

"It's wonderful. It'll be the one thing I'll use from now on. Thank you."

"Not a problem."

I began to leave the room.

"Electron, am I meant to imply anything from the day you're giving it to me."

Right, he's not from a low income area and doesn't understand.

"Well no. Allot of the kids at my old school don't have parents that actually raise them so on Father's Day you give a gift to any men in your life that are particularly important to you."

"I see."

"You're nothing like my father anyway. You're around too much."