Troy blinked at the harsh light that shined in his eyes, "Is this good cop,
bad cop now?"
"Shut up and answer their questions!" snarled Angela.
Magneto reproved her gently, "Angela, he may be our prisoner, but he is your brother."
Troy grinned in triumph, "So, she admitted it did she?"
"No, but she has a picture of you." Troy grimaced, "What do you want to know?"
Magneto's tone changed directions abruptly, becoming that of the benevolent old man again, "We're not here to interrogate you, Troy. We just wanted to know why you came in so rudely and searched our house."
Troy replied without hesitation, "I was looking for my sister."
Magneto sighed and turned away, "But, what if she didn't want to be found?"
He snorted, "That's ridiculous. Why wouldn't she? I know that she was in trouble."
Toad entered and stood next to Angela, "Was she? Was she really?"
Troy hesitated, "Yes. I know she was. Although, I'm afraid I'm too late."
Magneto laughed, "You wanted to save her did you? Save her from what, praytell?"
Troy saddened, face becoming almost unrecognizable, "Herself."
Angela laughed once cruelly, "How poetic. Did you think of that all by yourself?"
He frowned and looked away, "You've changed." He stated flatly.
She smirked, "Of course. But, I couldn't say the same about you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She shrugged, "You're still the same old soft-no-weak brother as before. You can't swallow anything that violates your precious morals."
He remained silent.
Magneto leaned over him, "You know, if you stuck around here for a while, you might be able to find out exactly what changed your sister. I think you'd be surprised."
Troy stared back at him impassively, "I have nothing more to say to you."
"Fine then, "Magneto started up the stairs, "Have it your way."
Angela followed him up, ignoring the pained expression on Troy's face.
When the door closed behind her, Magneto sighed, "Our position has been compromised. The Brotherhood will be staying with us for a while-even the prisoner."
She nodded curtly, "I've wanted to try your virtua-trainer anyways."
They drove away from the house in silence, car taut with emotions. Mystique was waiting to greet them outside.
Angela shouldered her two bags and dumped them in her and Wanda's room.
Magneto appeared behind her, "Mystique and I need to do something. While we're gone, you can practice in the virtua-room. Pyro will operate it for you. I want you to work on your aim."
Angela walked down to the training room and started it up.
She yelled out triumphantly about an hour later as she wiped out the last enemy. The doors slid open behind her and she exited to see if there were any improvements.
Pyro frowned at her as she exited, "Angela! Ye hit about 150 targets."
She smiled, "I guess my aim's improving huh?"
"Not exactly, the bad news is-ye only hit 50 enemies! All the other targets ye killed were friendlies! Doncha get it?!?! Ye killed 100 allies!"
Angela shrugged nonchalantly, "They got in my way."
Pyro gaped at her, "Are ye mad?"
A harsh unpleasant laugh came from behind Angela.
She turned to see a very smug mindbender, "What're you laughing at?"
He replied, "You. You can't even beat a measly computer generation. In plain English, I'm saying- you suck!"
He laughed again, his voice grating on her nerves, "Shut your trap before I shut it for you."
He smiled, "Eat dirt, copycat."
That did it. Angela exploded in a flash of white. She didn't bother with her powers, just hurled herself at him, the only thought on her mind bring to tear this insolent mutant to shreds. He tried to fight back at first, then curled into a ball to shield himself from her frenzied attacks.
After what seemed like an eternity, someone's arms wrapped around her and pulled her off. People were shouting at her but she didn't understand them through the red haze that closed over her vision and mind. She tore free from the person restraining her.
A sharp crack echoed through the room and they fell deathly silent.
She spun around to see what had caused the noise. What she saw there, snapped her back to reality.
Troy was standing behind her, face wearing a shocked expression as all blood drained from his appearance. He grasped his right arm tightly and his breath came in shallow pained gasps.
"Troy" she whispered, "Troy, what happened?" She reached out to him and he shied away from her trembling hand.
The rest of the Brotherhood stood beside him, staring at her numbly.
She licked her parched, dry lips, "Guys, guys what happened?"
In response Wanda stared at something beyond Angela.
She spun around again and saw Mindbender lying unconcious on the ground, bruises and cuts all over his body. Angela sucked in a sharp breath and turned back around.
The Brotherhood's expression's were all the same, mixed with fear and horror.
She swallowed hard, "Guys, what happened?"
Troy spoke between shallow gasps, "As if you didn't know."
Realization was slowly dawning her, "Troy-I-Did I do this?"
The look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
"Oh my gosh." She started backing away from her friends, "I-I couldn't have! Did I?"
They all avoided her eyes.
Reluctantly, Wanda pulled out a cellphone and dialed.
Angela froze, "Wait! What are you doing? Who're you calling?"
Wanda looked at her sadly, "I'm sorry Angela."
"Shut up and answer their questions!" snarled Angela.
Magneto reproved her gently, "Angela, he may be our prisoner, but he is your brother."
Troy grinned in triumph, "So, she admitted it did she?"
"No, but she has a picture of you." Troy grimaced, "What do you want to know?"
Magneto's tone changed directions abruptly, becoming that of the benevolent old man again, "We're not here to interrogate you, Troy. We just wanted to know why you came in so rudely and searched our house."
Troy replied without hesitation, "I was looking for my sister."
Magneto sighed and turned away, "But, what if she didn't want to be found?"
He snorted, "That's ridiculous. Why wouldn't she? I know that she was in trouble."
Toad entered and stood next to Angela, "Was she? Was she really?"
Troy hesitated, "Yes. I know she was. Although, I'm afraid I'm too late."
Magneto laughed, "You wanted to save her did you? Save her from what, praytell?"
Troy saddened, face becoming almost unrecognizable, "Herself."
Angela laughed once cruelly, "How poetic. Did you think of that all by yourself?"
He frowned and looked away, "You've changed." He stated flatly.
She smirked, "Of course. But, I couldn't say the same about you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She shrugged, "You're still the same old soft-no-weak brother as before. You can't swallow anything that violates your precious morals."
He remained silent.
Magneto leaned over him, "You know, if you stuck around here for a while, you might be able to find out exactly what changed your sister. I think you'd be surprised."
Troy stared back at him impassively, "I have nothing more to say to you."
"Fine then, "Magneto started up the stairs, "Have it your way."
Angela followed him up, ignoring the pained expression on Troy's face.
When the door closed behind her, Magneto sighed, "Our position has been compromised. The Brotherhood will be staying with us for a while-even the prisoner."
She nodded curtly, "I've wanted to try your virtua-trainer anyways."
They drove away from the house in silence, car taut with emotions. Mystique was waiting to greet them outside.
Angela shouldered her two bags and dumped them in her and Wanda's room.
Magneto appeared behind her, "Mystique and I need to do something. While we're gone, you can practice in the virtua-room. Pyro will operate it for you. I want you to work on your aim."
Angela walked down to the training room and started it up.
She yelled out triumphantly about an hour later as she wiped out the last enemy. The doors slid open behind her and she exited to see if there were any improvements.
Pyro frowned at her as she exited, "Angela! Ye hit about 150 targets."
She smiled, "I guess my aim's improving huh?"
"Not exactly, the bad news is-ye only hit 50 enemies! All the other targets ye killed were friendlies! Doncha get it?!?! Ye killed 100 allies!"
Angela shrugged nonchalantly, "They got in my way."
Pyro gaped at her, "Are ye mad?"
A harsh unpleasant laugh came from behind Angela.
She turned to see a very smug mindbender, "What're you laughing at?"
He replied, "You. You can't even beat a measly computer generation. In plain English, I'm saying- you suck!"
He laughed again, his voice grating on her nerves, "Shut your trap before I shut it for you."
He smiled, "Eat dirt, copycat."
That did it. Angela exploded in a flash of white. She didn't bother with her powers, just hurled herself at him, the only thought on her mind bring to tear this insolent mutant to shreds. He tried to fight back at first, then curled into a ball to shield himself from her frenzied attacks.
After what seemed like an eternity, someone's arms wrapped around her and pulled her off. People were shouting at her but she didn't understand them through the red haze that closed over her vision and mind. She tore free from the person restraining her.
A sharp crack echoed through the room and they fell deathly silent.
She spun around to see what had caused the noise. What she saw there, snapped her back to reality.
Troy was standing behind her, face wearing a shocked expression as all blood drained from his appearance. He grasped his right arm tightly and his breath came in shallow pained gasps.
"Troy" she whispered, "Troy, what happened?" She reached out to him and he shied away from her trembling hand.
The rest of the Brotherhood stood beside him, staring at her numbly.
She licked her parched, dry lips, "Guys, guys what happened?"
In response Wanda stared at something beyond Angela.
She spun around again and saw Mindbender lying unconcious on the ground, bruises and cuts all over his body. Angela sucked in a sharp breath and turned back around.
The Brotherhood's expression's were all the same, mixed with fear and horror.
She swallowed hard, "Guys, what happened?"
Troy spoke between shallow gasps, "As if you didn't know."
Realization was slowly dawning her, "Troy-I-Did I do this?"
The look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
"Oh my gosh." She started backing away from her friends, "I-I couldn't have! Did I?"
They all avoided her eyes.
Reluctantly, Wanda pulled out a cellphone and dialed.
Angela froze, "Wait! What are you doing? Who're you calling?"
Wanda looked at her sadly, "I'm sorry Angela."