Chapter 1: Home Coming
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.
AN: So far the order of stories in this series from first to last is 1) Once Upon a Nightclub 2) Captured in Canada 3) How Much Embarrassment Can 2 Mutants take 4) Shot in the Dark 5)Hotel Management
Yes, this story comes after Shot in the Dark, just so we're clear and now let the folly (foolishness) unfold.
CRUNCH!
Wanda had just jumped off the ski lift and gone through the brittle snow below. After regaining her balance she glided downward through the trees pausing before the huge metal sphere in the ground. She stared at her reflection for a good 5 minutes before reaching into her pocket for the key, a small device that emits a strong magnetic force powerful enough to open the dome.
Reluctantly she hit the button, still feeling a little guilty about what her adoptive mother, Lani, had done to her father (She still has no memory of her real childhood because of the number Mastermind did on her head). Although she wasn't too worried, if there was one thing Magneto was good at it was surviving.
As the opening closed behind her she caught her reflection in the mirror and nearly scared the crap out of herself. Ever since she had left with her mother two months (8 weeks) ago she had received a bitchin' tan from jet setting around Europe. Her favorite part of the trip had been sailing in the Mediterranean off the coast of Greece.
The walls seemed colder than she remembered.
Wanda walked down the quiet hall. She figured all of the Acolytes had left after Magneto disappeared. Reaching the answering machine she put her back to the commons room to see if there had been any calls while she was out. She pushed the button.
"You have-zero-messages," said the machine in a monotone, simulated female voice.
Wanda sighed. Things were going to be pretty damn dull with no one around, as much as she hated to admit it. She reached in her pocket again and pulled out the Discover card her mother had given her before they had parted company. Her mind was made up, the Bayville Marriot it was! She was about to dial information to make a reservation when-
"Leaving so soon?" came a familiar and annoying voice from behind her.
Wanda spun around ready to go head long into battle only to come face to face with her twin, Pietro.
"Pietro? But I thought I was the only one here." said Wanda rather confused.
"Uh, ya-you and the rest of the Acolytes," said Pietro giving his sister a questioning look.
"The rest of the Acolytes?! All of them?"
"Yes, all of them," Pietro was starting to worry about Wanda at this point.
"Even Magneto?" asked Wanda.
"Yes, Wanda, even Magneto."
Wanda was dumbfounded, "How long has Magneto been here?"
"About six weeks. Something about business in the Sahara or something with this guy-um-I don't remember his name."
"Mutar" stated Wanda.
"Yeah. but how did you know?"
"That's not important. Where's Magneto now?"
"Sleeping, just like everyone else. Wanda, it's 3:45 in the morning, everyone went to bed about an hour ago."
"Really? I must still be on Grecian time." said Wanda looking down at her watch, "Then why are you up?"
"I just wanted to read in peace." he claimed.
Pietro got up from the couch and gave his sister a hug (Awwww, isn't that cute? HURK-'scuse me gag reflex-People, you know this won't last. I'll see to that right now!)
After a few seconds Wanda rolled her eyes and pushed Pietro away, "Yes, I got you a stack of European porn," said Wanda in an exasperated tone as she unzipped her duffle bag and pulled out a huge stack of magazines tied with twine.
"Sweet, you're the best sister in the world!" exclaimed Pietro as he literally jumped on her.
As Pietro clung to her neck Wanda got a better view of the couch and the book her brother had been reading.
"Pietro, is that my diary?!" asked Wanda in a dangerous tone.
"Um-" squeaked Pietro as he looked over his shoulder.
ZAAAAAP!!!!!!!
A burst of light lit up the commons room and the kitchenette. Once the darkness was restored, Wanda picked up her diary and her duffle bag and walked quietly to her room leaving her now smoking brother to regain use of his nervous system.
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WARNING (with bid ass flashing lights): chapter 2 is, well, it's chapter 2. Consider yourself warned!
It's hard to explain without giving it away
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.
AN: So far the order of stories in this series from first to last is 1) Once Upon a Nightclub 2) Captured in Canada 3) How Much Embarrassment Can 2 Mutants take 4) Shot in the Dark 5)Hotel Management
Yes, this story comes after Shot in the Dark, just so we're clear and now let the folly (foolishness) unfold.
CRUNCH!
Wanda had just jumped off the ski lift and gone through the brittle snow below. After regaining her balance she glided downward through the trees pausing before the huge metal sphere in the ground. She stared at her reflection for a good 5 minutes before reaching into her pocket for the key, a small device that emits a strong magnetic force powerful enough to open the dome.
Reluctantly she hit the button, still feeling a little guilty about what her adoptive mother, Lani, had done to her father (She still has no memory of her real childhood because of the number Mastermind did on her head). Although she wasn't too worried, if there was one thing Magneto was good at it was surviving.
As the opening closed behind her she caught her reflection in the mirror and nearly scared the crap out of herself. Ever since she had left with her mother two months (8 weeks) ago she had received a bitchin' tan from jet setting around Europe. Her favorite part of the trip had been sailing in the Mediterranean off the coast of Greece.
The walls seemed colder than she remembered.
Wanda walked down the quiet hall. She figured all of the Acolytes had left after Magneto disappeared. Reaching the answering machine she put her back to the commons room to see if there had been any calls while she was out. She pushed the button.
"You have-zero-messages," said the machine in a monotone, simulated female voice.
Wanda sighed. Things were going to be pretty damn dull with no one around, as much as she hated to admit it. She reached in her pocket again and pulled out the Discover card her mother had given her before they had parted company. Her mind was made up, the Bayville Marriot it was! She was about to dial information to make a reservation when-
"Leaving so soon?" came a familiar and annoying voice from behind her.
Wanda spun around ready to go head long into battle only to come face to face with her twin, Pietro.
"Pietro? But I thought I was the only one here." said Wanda rather confused.
"Uh, ya-you and the rest of the Acolytes," said Pietro giving his sister a questioning look.
"The rest of the Acolytes?! All of them?"
"Yes, all of them," Pietro was starting to worry about Wanda at this point.
"Even Magneto?" asked Wanda.
"Yes, Wanda, even Magneto."
Wanda was dumbfounded, "How long has Magneto been here?"
"About six weeks. Something about business in the Sahara or something with this guy-um-I don't remember his name."
"Mutar" stated Wanda.
"Yeah. but how did you know?"
"That's not important. Where's Magneto now?"
"Sleeping, just like everyone else. Wanda, it's 3:45 in the morning, everyone went to bed about an hour ago."
"Really? I must still be on Grecian time." said Wanda looking down at her watch, "Then why are you up?"
"I just wanted to read in peace." he claimed.
Pietro got up from the couch and gave his sister a hug (Awwww, isn't that cute? HURK-'scuse me gag reflex-People, you know this won't last. I'll see to that right now!)
After a few seconds Wanda rolled her eyes and pushed Pietro away, "Yes, I got you a stack of European porn," said Wanda in an exasperated tone as she unzipped her duffle bag and pulled out a huge stack of magazines tied with twine.
"Sweet, you're the best sister in the world!" exclaimed Pietro as he literally jumped on her.
As Pietro clung to her neck Wanda got a better view of the couch and the book her brother had been reading.
"Pietro, is that my diary?!" asked Wanda in a dangerous tone.
"Um-" squeaked Pietro as he looked over his shoulder.
ZAAAAAP!!!!!!!
A burst of light lit up the commons room and the kitchenette. Once the darkness was restored, Wanda picked up her diary and her duffle bag and walked quietly to her room leaving her now smoking brother to regain use of his nervous system.
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WARNING (with bid ass flashing lights): chapter 2 is, well, it's chapter 2. Consider yourself warned!
It's hard to explain without giving it away