He looked at the syringe filled with sleep medication in his hand and thought back about the time spent with her the night before. It was as though they were making up for lost time as they reminisced about how they had met and he even told her that she was not impressed with him because of a callous comment he had made, as a joke, to her brother about their family wealth.
"You actually said that? I can't recall but from your own description, you do sound like an ass." She had said with a laugh. "And you probably thought I was a spoilt princess."
"You weren't exactly a spoilt princess. You were just irked at how Charles bossed you around the house especially when you had four more boys to take care of when we arrived." He replied with genuine amusement.
Their conversation ended with her telling him something which touched him greatly, and remembering those words now made him remorseful for what he planned to do to her.
"Although I can't remember us together….I know you still care a lot for me, and I think I still care for you. I hope that you will be careful and not let hatred consume you Erik."
He tried not to sigh out loud as he remembered the tone and sound of her voice as she said that. He then told himself that he must not be distracted by her again, and he should not let Charles manipulate him through her. There were more important things to be done, especially today.
Very swiftly, before he could talk himself out of what he had planned to do, he injected the syringe into her vein while she was in deep sleep and left the room quickly with his helmet and cape. He took another glance at her peaceful sleeping form and felt a tinge of sadness that this could be the last time he would be seeing her, especially if he intended to start the war against humanity this very day.
Brushing away his emotions, he set his mind to just get to the football stadium nearby. With all thoughts of her blocked from his mind and ignoring the groundskeeper that was nearby, he closed his eyes and focused on using his powers inside the football stadium. He heard the sound of concrete breaking and felt euphoria as he levitated into the air, with the entire football stadium.
Even with his concentration focused on the massive building, he made it to the White House rather quickly and he actually bristled with perverse satisfaction as he heard screams of fear from the humans while he let the stadium fall onto the ground, to form a barricade around the White House. The Sentinels were already being manipulated by his powers to attack everyone non-mutant on sight. He tried not to smile as he witnessed that part of his plans succeeding.
Charles had also been pinned down by falling debris, so he only had to contend with the other two foolish mutants who believed in Charles' cause.
Unfazed, he simply told the Sentinel nearest to Hank and Logan to do what it was made for.
Then he started feeling around for the heavy metal bunker which he was certain the President and his aides were hiding in.
He was rudely interrupted by Logan who started charging at him. Somehow Hank/Beast had distracted the Sentinel attacking them, leaving Logan free to attempt to stop him. He glared at Logan while he flung whatever debris (with metal in it) at him. The brawny mutant had gone into a strange berserker rage and kept punching the debris away until one finally hit him on the back and he fell.
With Logan on the ground, he only had to impale him with metal bars to further restrain the mutant. "Survive this", he told Logan sinisterly as he lifted Logan up into the air with his powers and flung Logan's body as far as he could.
Good riddance, he thought as he again focused on looking for the hidden underground bunker.
"Erik! Please stop!" he heard her scream towards him.
Ignoring her completely, he only thought silently, "I should have injected more sleep medication into your blood. I will not be side-tracked by you again."
Even with that reminder in his mind, he still could not help but look at her. He was worried about the danger that may be around her.
Obviously, she didn't seem to bother about her own safety and was running in his direction, not caring if there was any Sentinel nearby who would eliminate her.
Thankfully the only Sentinel programmed to fight mutants was still busy with Beast. He quickly acted to stop her from getting too close to him, by manipulating the metal beams in the debris nearest to her. The metal tentacles reached her and held her back.
"Stay away Charissa. It's too late for you to stop me." He growled.
He finally unearthed the bunker that the President and his aides had hidden in, aimed their guns back at them and spoke, with the video cameras facing him.
"You built these weapons to destroy us. Why? Because you are afraid of our gifts. Because we are different. Humanity has always feared that which is different. Well, I'm here to tell you, to tell the world, you're right to fear us. We are the future."
This speech was important and he wanted his broadcast to appeal to his fellow mutant brothers and sisters. He was prepared to start a new Brotherhood for them.
"We are the ones who will inherit this earth, and anyone who stands in our way will suffer the same fate as these men you see before you. Today was meant to be a display of your power. Instead I give you a glimpse of the devastation my race can unleash upon yours. Let this be a warning to the world. And to my mutant brothers and sisters out there, I say this; no more hiding, no more suffering. You have lived in the shadows in shame and fear for too long. Come out, join me. Fight together in the brotherhood of our kind. A new tomorrow, that starts today."
He watched the President step out and attempt, quite bravely he thought, to save the rest of the aides by offering his own life.
A Sentinel then stepped towards him, distracting him momentarily. He felt sharp pain in his neck when he turned to look at the Sentinel to prevent it from attacking him or Charissa who was just several feet away. The pain made him lose control of his powers and the guns which were aimed at the humans all dropped onto the ground.
He turned back and only saw Mystique holding onto a gun and looking back at him, where the President earlier stood.
"You used to be a better shot."
"Trust me I still am. If not for Charissa, it'd be your head," she replied as she kicked him in the face. He saw pitch darkness then.
He didn't know what transpired during the time when he was unconscious. He only woke up very suddenly, without his helmet on and with Charles' voice in his head, controlling his every action, including moving the debris away from Charles' body so Hank could help him up.
He was pleasantly surprised however to find Charissa next to him even while Charles was controlling his mind, but felt crushed when she told Charles, "No, I'll go back with you. He looks fine."
In a last ditch attempt to change her mind, he simply grabbed onto her hand with a pleading expression on his face. She shook her head, and said, "I'm sorry. I need to go home. You take care."
He nodded slightly, put on a stony expression and looked towards Charles, "You know I'm as good as dead if you leave me with them."
"I know Erik. Goodbye."
"Goodbye old friend." he said and then flew up into the air.
He didn't want to leave her, but he no longer wanted to force her to do something against her wishes. Missing her immensely, he watched her fade into the distance as he flew further away.
