Part four…Magneto's Fate

Alrighty roo, here be the fourth chapter...I think I have to say this was probably alot more forced than any of the others, but still, I enjoyed writing non the less. Next chapter, is a strange one I have to say...original to say the least.

At the school….

'A, B, C-' Logan was interrupted by a large explosion, coming from the time out corner. A large hole was now visible through the debris, with a mysterious figure standing out side it. Pyro, who was still sitting there, had jumped to safety and was now awkwardly looking out the hole.

'Logan! Come on!' Cyclops shouted, scouting out the area. 'Nobody move, you! Sit down!' He shouted at the teacher. Who did as she was told.

'Okay' Logan shrugged and ran out of the hole. Outside Danielle was holding a shotgun to the principles head and indicated Logan to the X-van.

'Right, now! I want $200,000 in notes!' Scott demanded from the hole 'You!' He pointed to a little kid who was hiding under a table. 'Put the money in this!' he threw him a brown bag.

'Please. This is a school!' The teacher pleaded 'We don't have any money!'

'Don't talk back to me! I'm sleepy, I'm vengeful, I'm wet and crazy! I don't know what I'll do next!' Scott scouted the area one more time, before jumping quickly through the wall and chucking a grenade back into the class room.

'GO! GO! GO!' Scott shouted, running towards the car, quickly followed by the acolytes Sabretooth was the last out, he ran and jumped out of the door, not a second later the classroom exploded.

'That was close!' Sabretooth said, lying on the floor, looking at the burning classroom.

'Everybody! IN IN IN!' Scot shouted, looking at the acolytes.

'Excuse me' The Teacher blocked Cyclops path 'What are you doing this fo-'

ZAPP

She fell to the floor. Cyclops let out a relieved breath a celebration much like Chester's death had coming from the children.

'No, THAT was close' He said.

Gambit jumped into the van, quickly followed by Sabretooth, Colossus was sitting on the playground floor, hurriedly reading his math's book. His dunce cap was still on his head. He looked rushed, and was quickly scribbling down answers.

'Come on Colossus, we're getting out of here' Pyro shouted quickly heading for the van.

'I'm staying!' He shouted 'I need to know about the apples god damn it!'

'Y'know colossus, numbers and apples aren't the same thing' Pyro said

'Looks like I got question seven wrong…'

'Come on!' Pyro stole his math's book and ran into the X-van with it. Colossus desperately chased after it.

'Is that everybody?' Cyclops asked, getting into the van.

'I think so' Logan answered, starting the van up.

'Doris! Come on!' Scott called, and she quickly jumped in and they started to drive away. The Principle was on the sidewalk, yelling at them to stop, waving his arms around wildly.

'Oh crap! They're retaliating!' Cyclops yelled looking out the window 'Don't worry, I'll zap him'

'Hold on, Cyke' Logan narrowed his eyes 'I got this one' Logan swerved and rammed the car straight into him'

'Was that really necessary?' Pyro asked looking at the principle's twitching body.

'He ran out in front of me. What was I supposed to do? Stop? Don't be stupid' Logan put the car into reverse and ran over the principle another time. And again, and again, and again.

'Logan. He's dead man' Cyclops lay a hand on Logan's shoulder. Logan nodded once and began to drive away.

Some minutes later…

'News at five! An homicidal attack at the Bayville elementary school. Many were ki-' Cyclops turned off the radio.

'Hey! I wanted to see if I was mentioned!' Pyro complained.

'There are much more important things to worry about' Scott said 'Doris! Explain'

'Listen. The professor has gone crazy-'

'Yes. We know. We were sent to tell Wolverine' Gambit said, opening and closing his window.

'Three!' Shouted Colossus 'There are three apples!' He scribbled the answer down on his math's book.

'Where exactly are we going?' Pyro asked 'This isn't where the Professor is'

'We're going to see Magneto' Scott answered, looking at the five people crammed in the back. Gambit was squashed up against the window, looking very grumpy. Danielle was next to him, holding her shotgun, and looking very squashed. Pyro and Colossus were fighting over they're amount of space and Sabretooth was at the other window looking sad.

'Could we stop soon?' Gambit I asked 'I need to go to the bathroom'

'We'll stop at the next gas station' Logan said.

'But I need to go now' Gambit whined

'Look. Did you just see that sign? It said Gas station ten miles' Logan argued

'Ten miles? That's aaaaages. Come on, I'm bursting' Gambit argued back.

'We're not stopping yet, and that's that'

One minute later…

'Is that Cajun giving birth or something?' Logan asked, leaning on the steering wheel, a very somber expression on.

There was a high pitched scream from behind a cactus, and Gambit quickly ran out, doing his flies up.

'Drive! Quickly!' Logan started the car and drove off full speed.

'What was it Gambit?' Danielle asked 'The Professor?'

'No!' Gambit managed to say between breaths 'Scorpion'

'You made us run from a scorpion?' Cyclops asked 'Was it big?'

'No! It was one of those little ones' Gambit answered.

'God, you sissy'

'I'll have you know I'm allergic to scorpion stings' Gambit said 'If I got stung I could be dead'

'You're not allergic to scorpion stings, you're allergic to: Bee stings, citrus fruits, water melon, chicken and lobster' Pyro said.

'You're allergic to Chicken' Scott asked 'But you're a Cajun, no chicken means no Gumbo or Jambalaya'

'Hey! I can't control what I'm allergic to okay?' Gambit sulked 'It just so happens my sister is allergic to swamp water, crocodiles and accordions. Doesn't make us any less southern'

'I suppose you're right, sorry' Scott said.

'How can you be allergic to accordions?' Pyro asked 'And I thought you were adopted, how do you know your sister?'

'Listen' Gambit turned to Pyro 'Shut up'

'Okay, here we are' Logan pulled into the gas station 'Don't steal or break anything'

'We make no promises' Pyro said and the car quickly emptied.

In the gas station...

'Twelve dollars for a can of soup?' Sabretooth screamed, holding a can in his hand 'That's such a rip off'

'Sorry. The price is the price' The Salesman said.

'You run a tough business' Sabretooth looked again at the soup 'I'll give you nine dollars for it'

'Ten'

'Four'

'Ten'

'Three?'

'Ten'

'Fine, Two'

'Ten, that's my final offer' The salesman said, crossing his arms.

'Eight'

'Ten'

'Seven'

'Ten'

'Six'

'Thirteen'

'Done' Sabretooth handed him the money and looked happily at his soup can.

Gambit was looking at the 'compeletely clean magazines' in the cornor of the shop, looking nervously around from time to time. Colossus was studying the apples carefully; he wondered what was so special about them. And Pyro was buying matches...yeah, one track mind or what? Logan and Cyclops were filling the up the X-van outside and Danielle was shooting cans off a brick wall, target practice.

'Gambit?' Pyro asked.

'Yes?' Gambit quickly tucked the magazine into a brown paper bag 'What?'

'What if the Professor has already got to Magneto's place?' Pyro looked generally worried.

'So? I thought you hated old Mags'

'I do. But. Let me explain, y'know when you eat chocolate marshmallows, and you really hate 'em, but you just keep eating and eating'

'Is this gonna be gross?' Gambit cringed.

'No. Well. It's like that with Magneto' Pyro smiled.

'Ya huh. I can't see any comparrison'

'Well, without Magneto, I have no star to lead me, y'know what I'm saying?' Pyro smiled again.

'Oh.' Gambit looked confused 'Whats that got to do with chocolate marshmallows?'

'Nothing...I guess'

'Then why did you mention them at all?' Gambit asked.

'Okay. I'm gonna cut to the chase. Can you buy me some chocolate marshmallows?'

'How much are they?'

'Twelve dollars'

'Twelve dollars for some chocolate marshmallows?' Gambit shouted 'What a rip off'

'Don't make a scene, Gambit'

'No. I think I will' Gambit walked over to the counter and slammed his fist on the counter, the salesman jumped a little.

'What kind of monster sells chocolate marshmallows for twelve dollars?' Gambit shouted, holding the, now squished, marshmallows in his hand.

'The price is the price, okay?' The shop owner said 'I can't do anything about it'

'Fine' Gambit forked over his money and walked to the doorway 'But I'm not buying this paper' Gambit threw the paper on the ground and left the shop.

Outside...

BANG BANG BANG

Danielle reloaded her shotgun and shot again.

'Yo, Doris, that's quite an eye you got there' Scott said, walking over to her 'Where'd you learn to shoot like that?'

'Shooting school' Danielle answered simply 'They teach people philosophy mainly, plus shooting things on the side'

'You're a philosophy student?'

'No, I didn't pass'

'Damn'

'Yep' Danielle fired three more shots.

'So...bet you can't hit all the cans around in less than five seconds' Scott wagered.

'How much?'

'Ten dollars' Scott looked in his wallet '...Two dollars' Scott corrected himself.

'Okay dokay' Danielle fired once.

BANG- Hit the first can

BANG- The second.

BANG- And the third.

BANG- ?

'There are only three cans, what was the last one for' Scott asked, as the bullet rebound off a traffic sign, off Wolverine's head, off the van and - SPLAT -soup covered a very shocked Sabretooth.

'My soup' Sabretooth moaned, looking down at the mess. 'You shot my soup'

'Hey, it was a bet' Danielle said.

'A bet on what? How mean you are?' Sabretooth whimpered.

'Fork over the two dollars, Cyke' Danielle said.

'Okay. Just one minute' Scott went over to Logan 'Logan, can I borrow two dollars?'

'My head hurts' Logan said simply, rubbing his head 'I don't have any money'

Scott walked back over to Danielle.

'Listen, I'm gonna level with ya' He rubbed his neck 'I don't have any money, but as soon as I get some, those two dollars are yours'

Later…

'What were you gonna do with that soup?' Gambit finally asked, looking at Sabretooth, who still had tomato soup in patches, no matter how hard he scrubbed.

'I was gonna eat it' Sabretooth said 'Duh'

'How?' Gambit indicated the van 'there's no cooker in the van'

'I disagree' Sabretooth looked down at Pyro 'Him'

'I'm not your microwave, Sabretooth' Pyro threatened.

The car suddenly pulled up outside a large metal dome. 'Magneto's Hideout' was written in large sparkling letters above the door with a large neon arrow pointing downwards.

'Is this the place?' Scott asked looking at it closely

'Yes'

'Something's wrong' Logan said, sniffing.

'What is it. Logan?' Scott looked around anxiously 'What do you smell?'

'Smell?' Logan looked at him a VERY confused look on his face 'Are you under the impression that I have super smelling ability?'

'Well-'

''Cos I don't' Logan sniffed again.

'But you like, sniff, all the time' Scott said.

'Because I have a cold permanently' Logan sniffed again 'duh'

They slid out of the car and crept inside. It was altogether too quiet. Apart from Pyro's manic chuckling and Gambit forever singing 'Jambalaya' to himself. But. Too quiet, still. Logan led the way, his claws out.

'Do you think Magneto's alright?' Sabretooth asked gambit, as they walked along.

'I dunno' Gambit answered 'Maybe…Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo, for tonight down, I'm gonna see ma ma chere armoio'

'Oh. Gambit, talking of your 'chere'' Scott started, stopping and looking at Gambit 'She's dead' Scott hurriedly started moving again.

'What?' Gambit asked in disbelief 'Ma cherie is dead?'

'Yeah, she exploded' Scott answered, rubbing the back of his neck. Gambit fell to his knees and cried.

'NOOOOOOoooooooo' Gambit wept, crying out again and again

'Yeah, it was horrid mess, we couldn't find any of her' Scott said, trying to comfort him, he still wept.

'Well, actually we didn't bother looking' Scott corrected himself, he still wept.

'I suppose there could be some stuff left of her' Scott continued, wondering, he still wept.

'Probably not recognizable though, it was pretty big explosion' Scott nodded, and Gambit still wept.

'It's probably all slimy and icky' Scott kept talking, while Gambit wept.

'But more likely her body was completely eviscerated off the face of the world.' Scott corrected himself again, and Gambit still wept.

'Like she never existed…'

'Shut up, Scott' Logan looked down at Gambit 'Are you crying, like a woman?' Gambit sniffed once before dusting off his clothes and getting off the floor.

'Yes' He answered simply, before continuing down the eerie passage way. They walked for about ten minutes before one of the acolytes actually told them which way to go. They traveled to the bathroom, where they waited precisely four minutes for Pyro, they then traveled to the study, by accident. They wondered round the hideout perpetually lost for about twenty minutes before finding the entrance and starting from scratch. They got lost again. Then, Pyro led them to the kitchen where they had a small snack. Nothing fancy, a few omelets with French fries, with a banana sundae for desert. This took precisely thirty minutes. They then set up camp near the airing cupboard before traveling in the morning at about eighth O'clock, they then went back to the kitchen and made toast which they ate with butter and jam. They then got lost one more time before finding Magneto's office. It is now three thirty the following day.

'Where's Magneto?' Colossus asked looking round the office. All of their faces were now covered in stubble and their clothes battered and ripped.

'I dunno' Logan looked around again 'but he certainly isn't here, shall we continue the search?'

'But we've been searching for three days…this is mind bogglingly stupid' Danielle complained, her gun in hand.

'Wait there he is!' Gambit screamed pointing at a bookcase which had toppled over, Magneto lay unconscious underneath it, a puddle of blood leaking from under it. His eyes were blood shot and he was white as a sheet. He coughed weakly.

'My acolytes' He said in a harsh voice 'Charles was here, he's gone crazy!'

'Try not to talk, boss' Gambit said, looking at the bookcase 'Because I really don't care'

'I will say my peace before I die' Magneto said.

'Don't talk like that' Pyro begged, wiping away a tear.

'I need too' Magneto coughed again 'Charles knew my weakness, he knows everyone's weakness!'

'Yours is bookcases?' Logan asked

'No!' Magneto coughed 'Mine is being shot whilst sleeping; it's a very common weakness really.'

'Then…why are you under a bookcase?' Scott asked scratching his head.

'…This is where I sleep' And with that, Magneto died, a lonely old man, a great ambition to have.

'Was he being sarcastic?' Scott asked, quite offended.

'I dunno' Logan answered.

'Looks like we'll never know now…' Gambit said, taking off his…hat?

'Where'd you get that hat from?' Sabretooth asked.

'Its dramatic effect…look it up' Gambit snorted.

'Yeah?... Well screw you!' swish! Sabretooth thought, then, without warning out, from behind Magneto's desk, stepped the Morlocks, each one as weird looking as the last, especially the little moley guy, who's green, and can apparently see through walls.

'Ah, Morlocks' Scott screamed and hid behind Magneto's body 'Are they gone?' he asked shyly, not three seconds later.

'No Scott, they're still here' Logan answered.

'Oh…tell me when they've gone' Scott whimpered.

'Listen, freaks, we don't wanna have to kick your asses' Gambit said, with his battle face on 'so move aside'

'Gambit, they're not even in the way of the door' Pyro said 'Plus, they might not even want to fight us'

'We've come to kill you' The little, green, moley guy, who can apparently see through walls said.

'See, what did I tell you' Gambit screamed 'Mister 'they might not even want to fight'' Gambit shouted in a VERY bad Australian accent.

'Hey, that was uncanny' Sabretooth said 'You sounded exactly like him'

'You're one to talk…the same guy that does Pyro's voice does your as well' Scott said from behind magneto's body.

'What are talking about?' Logan asked scratching his head 'Voices, no one does peoples voices Scott, this isn't a cartoon show'

'But…that is so weird; I just got in contact with a parallel universe again, where we are all fictional and people do our voices, it's weird, they sound exactly like us' There was an eerie silence.

'Gas them' One of the Morlocks said, and the team was gassed

Wahey, see what I mean about the forcing? If you don't...great! If you do...damn. Next chapter gonna be loosely based on a recent horror film...which has an even more recent sequal. I love these horror films, even if they're kinda gross and nightmarish...plus...he saws his own foot off, EEEEEWWW.

Preveiw:

'YES!' Logan shouted 'Thank god, there's a packet of cigars in here'

'Logan, do you really want to smoke them' Scott rubbed the back of his neck 'They have been in a toilet…its jut a little saying of mine, but I always think…don't smoke anything you find in a toilet'

'I'm not going to smoke it, I'm not stupid' Logan looked down at the floor 'There's no lighter anyway'

TTFN