Ok, a few more quick chapters. I really want to get this moving… I want to get these guys to the mansion… MUST. KEEP. WRITING!

(X-Men STILL isn't mine. That's all Stan Lee's idea…So back off all you suing-Jacksons!) (But feel free to read this anyway! ;) )

"What? Vanessa? Vanessa! Mystique, what's wrong with her?" Andy watched in horror as Vanessa's eyes closed and white frost began to gather over her hair and cheeks. Her lips melted from pink to blue in color and her hand became too cold to hold in his hand. Mystique pulled back her and the sweatshirt from Vanessa's injury and watched in amazement as the girl was transformed into a frost-covered sculpture before her.

"I don't know…Maybe that's how she heals?"

"Heals?" Andy shouted hysterically. He pressed his hands to Vanessa's cold face and tried to warm her, but it was like she was made of ice, her skin refusing all warmth. Andy looked to Magneto in desperation. Was Vanessa dying? The caped man frowned and approached the girl, laying hand over her forehead and pulling it back as the cold became too much.

"What is her power, Andy?" He asked, not look at him.

"Power? Well, she…I mean, I guess she can melt things, you know? Make her hands really hot and melt or burn things by touching them. Can you help her?" Magneto stood up and turned to the red man behind him.

"Take the girl back to the safe house." He turned to Andy as the Russian walked over and picked up Vanessa in his arms. Magneto frowned at Andy.

"The humans have done this. Are you with us?" He motioned to the collection of mutants around him. "Or them?" He pointed to the dead men on the ground. Andy stuttered for a moment, looking from his friend to Magneto.

"Is that what you do? Kill humans? Just the bad ones?" Magneto smiled.

"They're all bad ones, Andy. When has a human ever treated you well or accepted you for what you are?" Andy shook his head.

"So your basic goal is?"

"Creating a world where mutants are recognized as the supreme beings. Where we will rule and no longer have to hide." His eyes fell on Mystique who had risen to her feet. She looked away and Magneto look slightly confused, but he covered it and continued. "Mutants are the future. We are the ultimate product of time and evolution, and the more humans realize this the harder they'll try to stop us. We can't allow this."

"So, basically, you're Hitler and the Nazis?" There was an extremely tense silence. Andy could tell he had hit something deep in the man and began to regret it as Magneto's agitation grew.

"How dare you…" Magneto hissed venomously, taking several threatening strides towards Andy. "…suggest that I am in any way…" Andy stepped back until he was against a wall. Magneto raised a hand, and at first Andy didn't see what he was doing. "…a Nazi!" Magneto shouted. On the other side of the room there was a cart containing several sharp-looking operating tools and as Andy watched the largest of the knives levitated into the air. Andy watched in horror as it began to drift across the room, beckoned forward by Magneto's hand. It hovered forward until it was only inches from Andy's throat. He tried to step away but Magneto threw out a hand, holding him against the wall by the neck and gently moving his hand that controlled the knife, pressing it against Andy's scaly throat.

"I can see you're already on the wrong side, Andrew. We can't have that, can we?" Just before he sent the blade into Andy's flesh, Mystique's voice rang out behind him.

"Erick! Stop!" Magneto looked furiously over his shoulder and shouted.

"Do not address me by that name, Mystique!" She walked over to him and gently laid a hand on his shoulder. She looked at Andy.

"He's not worth it, Magneto. We'll have plenty of recruits by the end of this, don't kill him. Please." She said, trying to appear calm. She was afraid of him. Magneto looked from Mystique to Andy and back. He suddenly released Andy and let the knife fall to the floor with a loud clang. He smiled and laughed a little at Mystique's tense expression.

"I had hoped that you'd be stronger than this, sister." At this last word the blue woman looked at the floor and started to back away. "Do not think of him in that way, Mystique. He is not your brother!" Andy watched in confusion. His eyes darted to Vanessa, still in the arms of the red-skinned man. Magneto also looked at them. He shook his head and Vanessa was dropped to the floor with a thud. "Come, brothers and sisters…Let us raise our army! In a flash, the group held hands, and with a last look of sympathy from Mystique, they vanished in a puff of red smoke.