Chapter 7
After I had cried myself dry in Lorna's arms, I felt angrier than before. Then Magneto came in. I lifted my head to look at him. Anger swelled up inside my chest. I looked at Magneto. He was exactly like my father in so many ways. He had abandoned his own daughter, just like my father had done to me. This made me hate him even more. How could a father do that to his own child: leaving them waiting with no answers? It was too cruel.
Magneto looked at me and said "Lorna, please excuse us. Elwyn and I have some things to talk about."
Lorna looked towards me and almost hesitated before she replied "Yes, Father. Elwyn, make the right choice. Not for my sake, but for yours." Then she left, leaving me and Magneto glaring at each other in the cold atmosphere.
"My dear Elwyn," he started "when you first came here, I gave you a choice. You unfortunately didn't give me an answer. But you already know that. So I'm going to ask you again." His voice was becoming more strained with every word. "Will you join the Brotherhood?" He asked.
I thought about it, but the more I thought about my answer. The angrier I became. Why should I join his ranks if he reminded me of the very image I hated: my father, the one who had abandoned me? The one who had the power to find me but didn't. It was in that moment that I realised the truth: my father, if even he did find me, he would never... ever care for or love me.
"No..." I said with my anger close to breaking point.
"What did you say?" Magneto asked. He looked shocked and started to panic.
"I... said... NO!" I shouted with fury filling every vein and anger seeping into the very foundations of my being. With a predominant bang, the inhibitor that was restraining my powers flew off my head. Magneto collapsed on to the floor. I looked down at his unconscious body and sneered, "Serves you right."
I stepped over his unconscious body, rage roaring through my bones. I couldn't hurt my father, but I could hurt his precious team. I knew that they would come for me. I had been gone for quite a while, so it was only a matter of time before they would have realised that I was missing. So all I had to do was sit and wait. Then I would have my revenge.
As we were flying to Genosha, a blast of telepathic energy hit us. It was from far away but it was still incredibly powerful. I glanced over at Moira. I expected Elwyn to be powerful, but not this powerful. I worried; it also had not been a friendly blast. Elwyn was angry at something or someone. We needed to get there as soon as we could to help her -and I feared- to stop her.
