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."
