That's when Rina opened her mouth again.  "Excuse me, I hate to interrupt like this, but I was just wondering something."

"Yes?" said Magneto.

"Do you realize how sick and twisted you are?"

"But I'm not finished yet, Katrina. I can tell just by looking at you that there are more questions you want answered, and that is not among them. Go ahead. Ask me anything you want about yourself, and I can answer it. I doubt anyone else can do that for you."

"Why did you kill them?"

He nodded as if to show approval. "That is a legitimate question. Your parents, Gale and Jeff, were a fine young couple who met under my employment."

"They worked for you?" Rina interrupted.  No way, there is no way my parents would have done anything for this psycho.

"Yes, Katrina, they did. That's how they met, and they fell in love and got married (something I didn't object to in the least) and they..."

"What kind of work did they do for you?" I asked, still reufsing to believe they would have anything to do with this, this monster.

"The same thing these fine people all do," he replied matter-of-factly, indicating all the freaks around us. "They were both mutants, like us. You father was known as Flytrap and your mother as Jetstream. Two of the best I had. They were more devoted to the cause of mutant liberation than any of the others, until after their wedding. Their priorities started to change, and they began focusing more on each other than the cause. Then one day, they just up and left. We did not know why and we were greatly upset by this. Of course, now we know. It was because Gale was pregnant with Gweneviere, and they did not want her to be exposed to this sort of life. They wanted to protect her. And soon they began to fight against us and protect the Homo sapiens. They had begun to share Charles's little fantasy of the Homo sapiens living in peace with and accepting the race of Homo superior, or mutants, as they're more commonly known. They had turned against me, and in doing so, they had turned against their own kind. We could not allow that. It took us three long years to track them down, and when we did, we were caught completely off guard that they had children! We tried to help you. We tried to take you in and care for you and raise you, but we."

"You killed them for wanting to at least try and have peace? And for trying to protect their children? Tried to help us my eye! That's why we.or at least I was hospitalized the moment I got into town. You are so full of it! I can't believe that any relative of mine would work for someone like you!" Rina blurted.

"Ah, speaking of which, there's something else I think you ought to know. Care to hear it?"

"Do we have a choice?"she spit out.

"Aside from each other, you two do have one living relative remaining."

Another relative…wait…my dream.  Mom called him Mgneto and he said…I gasped. "Really? Who?" Rina asked oblivious.

"Your father had a brother."

No, no I must be wrong.  I have no uncle.  "Yeah right!" I said, "If we had an uncle, then why didn't he come find us at the foster home?"

"Well there's an easy question. He thought you were dead. And even if he didn't, would you really want him to have come looking for you? From what I see today, your uncle has become your enemy."