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Oh Brother Mine
Magneto looked down at his two children, frowning as a new prospect came to mind. It might be harder to separate them than I thought, he mused, frowning. Pietro could be difficult; he must be dealt with.
Magneto was inclined to leave his son at home while he disposed of his daughter tomorrow, but that would just make both children suspicious, as he already told them they were both going. Besides, he needed Pietro later on that day to run a few more tests on him, and he certainly wasn't going to go all the way back home to fetch the boy. No, he would deal with them another way.
Early the next morning
Magneto frowned as he saw his two children carry identical tote bags down the stairs. Apparently, his son had also packed his things the previous night, although Magneto hadn't told him to.
"Pietro, I would like to speak with you in my study please. Wanda, finish eating your breakfast."
Pietro followed his father to the study. He had finished his breakfast in less than two minutes; his super-speed was useful for more than just running.
"Pietro," Magneto said after he sat behind his impressive metal desk. "I need to talk to you about Wanda."
Pietro looked up at his father inquisitively, but didn't say anything. Magneto sighed. This was going to be hard, and on top of all that, he didn't really want to waste his time explaining his actions to a mere child. He considered it beneath him, even if it was to his own son and about the life of his twin sister.
Magneto continued, "Your sister has to go away for awhile."
These simple words had an extraordinary affect on the young boy. Pietro's eyes widened and he looked at his father. "No! She can't! I-"
Magneto held up a hand and a metal bar came flying up and pressed itself against Pietro's mouth, rendering the boy silent.
"Listen to me Pietro; don't interrupt. Wanda is simply going to go to a school. You've noticed that her powers have become uncontrollable recently, haven't you?"
The bar fell away from Pietro's mouth, and he shook his head furiously. "Wanda's powers aren't uncontrollable! She just made a mistake once, that's all! You can't send her away! I won't let you!"
Magneto sighed again. "Pietro, your sister set fire to another part of the house just last weekend. That was her fourth time. She felled a tree in the back yard, and broke the entrance mirror."
"No! That wasn't her fault! It just happened!"
"Pietro," Magneto said, starting to loose whatever little patience he had. "I'm not going to discuss it with you. Wanda has to go away for a little while, and then she's going to come back, feeling better. It's like a hospital, and she'll be safe and happy there, really. Don't you want your sister to feel better?"
Pietro looked up at his Father, uncertainly. "Yes, of course I do, but Wanda hates doctors!"
"The people at the school aren't doctors; they are just... medical professionals. They will help Wanda, and if you care about your sister you will help her too by not making a fuss when she leaves and by telling her that everything will be all right."
The little boy frowned, now extremely confused. He wanted so much to help Wanda. He couldn't deny that Wanda's powers weren't a little out of control, but so were his! Then again, his powers, out of control or not, didn't put his bed on fire or send the serving maid crashing into the wall. Besides, Father wouldn't send Wanda to a bad place, would he? Suddenly, Pietro had an idea.
"Okay," he said, "but only if I can go with her too."
Magnus frowned again at his son. "You cannot go with her, Pietro. You don't need too, and this is supposed to be only for Wanda."
Pietro shook his head. "I have to go with her! What if she doesn't like it there? I promised that-"
"Enough!" Magneto said, his patience completely leaving him. This wasn't going to work. He could always finish explaining later if he had to, but now they needed to get a move on. Magneto made a few, almost invisible movements with his hands and a metal syringe suddenly came up behind Pietro. Before the boy could react, the syringe pierced his neck and injected the drugs into his tiny body.
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Pietro fell, suddenly unconscious. Magnus picked his son up and deposited him on a chair. He called for some water, and then sprayed it on his son's face after a few minutes, and shook him. Pietro groaned and looked up, his eyes unfocused.
"Pietro," Magneto said loudly, "Pietro, can you hear me?"
Pietro moaned slightly and nodded.
"Good," Magneto said. "Pietro, listen. We are going to go on a car ride, and I want you to be very quiet the whole time, okay? Can you do that?"
The little boy nodded, still looking a little dazed.
"Good," Magneto said again, as he steered his son outside, feeling only slightly guilty. Magneto immediately called for Wanda, and told her to get in the car. He himself led Pietro and buckled him in the front seat, while Wanda sat in the back. Magneto got in and said sternly, "Wanda, Pietro, I don't want to hear any noise coming from you two, understand? I have a head ache, and it's going to take about an hour to get there, okay?
Wanda nodded. "Yes, Father," she said, refraining herself from asking where exactly they were going. She wondered at why Pietro was sitting all silent in the front, because usually when they went out, she and Pietro would sit in the back together and play 'I Spy,' and other car games. On long trips when they got really bored, they both went to sleep, resting on each other. It was hard to get to sleep on your own in the car when you had no one to lean against.
Magneto pulled out of the drive way, going a little fast. He wasn't completely sure how long Pietro would be out of it. He had given his son a large dose of Anesthesia, but amazingly enough, Magneto discovered a while back that his son's body passed drugs very quickly, so Pietro was never out for long. His body was very quick in recovery when it came to these things. It had to do with his mutation.
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Pietro stirred slightly in his dream-like state. He was in a complete haze, and couldn't register anything properly. Then, slowly, slowly, his mind started to get clear again. His eyes shifted in and out of focus. As his senses came back, however, Pietro sat completely still and just concentrated on his breathing. If he moved too quickly his head would hurt; it was already starting to pound. Whatever else was happening could wait for a moment. He had been knocked out before, and he knew how to handle this, which was something no little boy should ever experience.
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Magneto stopped at the intersection and took a moment to look at his children. Wanda was staring out the window, looking extremely bored. Then he looked at Pietro, and started to scowl. The boy was coming to. Damn. It hadn't even been 35 minutes; the drugs were supposed to work for at least another hour or so. Also, even though Magneto was driving quickly, they wouldn't reach the place for at least another fifteen minutes. If that boy should make trouble...
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Meanwhile, Wanda seemed to notice that something was going on in front of her. Peeping around the seat, she saw her brother holding his head, his face slightly scrunched up.
"Pietro?" Wanda asked quietly, still mindful of her Father's orders. Pietro just gave a grunt and held out his hand is a gesture reminiscent of his Father in order to get silence. He couldn't talk just then...
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Pietro blinked, only slightly hazy now. He rubbed his eyes, and took deep breaths, counting to ten twice. He blinked his eyes several more times to clear his vision. There, he was okay now. His head only hurt a little bit, but that was all right. He wasn't groggy any more, and could think fairly straight, at least straight enough for the questions to come in.
Why was he knocked out in the first place? Was he hurt or something? Wait, someone spoke to him just now, didn't they? Oh yeah, it was just Wanda...Wait, what about Wanda? Wasn't he talking to his father about her...
"Oh no!" Pietro jerked up suddenly, memory flooding him. He looked around frantically. He was in a car with his Father and... Wanda! He looked back to make sure she was there and saw her startled face. Then he looked up at Magneto, who was glaring at him.
"Pietro, I though I asked you to be quiet!" Magneto admonished.
"Where are we going?" Pietro asked urgently. "Are you taking Wanda to that place?!"
"What?" Wanda asked, considerably startled. "What place? I have to go somewhere?!" Then all of them could hear two 'Pops!' and loud, deflating noises. Wanda had burst the tires. One of the car doors was bent as well.
Magneto pulled over on the side of the highway. Damn, he thought to himself. And we're almost there, too.
"Wanda, calm down! No one's going anywhere," Magneto said, lying firmly. "And look, you almost broke the car! I'm ashamed of you! You shouldn't get panicked for no reason. It's a sign of weakness. Now, stay in the car and keep still or I will make your punishment a very severe one. Pietro, come outside with me to examine the damage."
Pietro opened his mouth to argue, but quailed under his Father's gaze. Both children did as they were told. Magneto took Pietro to the back of the car, closing all the doors and making sure Wanda wouldn't over-hear. She couldn't see anything because she currently had her head hung in shame.
"Pietro!" Magneto said, bearing down on his son. "I thought by now you would have learned better than to contradict me. Apparently I shall have to teach you a harder lesson next time."
At this Pietro shuddered, imagining what would happen to him. He had to say something though.
"But sir," Pietro said, hesitantly, "What about Wanda? You can't-"
"Never," Magneto said menacingly, "Never tell me what I can or can't do boy."
Pietro winced at the venom in his Father's voice. Then Magneto straightened up and, suddenly reasoning, said, "Pietro, do you remember what I told you back at the house? Wanda has to go to this place. It's for her own good, and it will stop her from hurting herself and others around her. You must trust me on this. When Wanda is better, she will come back, OK?"
Pietro frowned. What was he to do?
Magneto saw his son's turmoil. It was time to tweak a few buttons. It would prove hard if the boy started getting rebellious just then.
"Pietro, you love your sister, do you not?"
Pietro looked up, surprised. "Yes sir."
"Then will you do what's best for her?"
"Ye-yes sir." Pietro said again, hesitating.
"Good," Magneto replied. "I am your Father, and I do know what's best for you and your sister, Pietro. She has to go away now, and I don't want any arguments or discussions on this topic anymore, is that clear?"
"But, why didn't you tell Wanda?" Pietro asked.
"Because, you saw what she just did. She would not understand right now that this is for her own good, and she might get violent; her powers would go out of control again. I cannot allow that to happen. That is why she is going to go to this place, but she will come back as soon as she can. I don't want you to fight or anything when we get there. Do you understand me?"
Pietro gave in finally. "Yes sir," he repeated again. After all, Father did say that Wanda was going to come back, right? And that she was only going to get help? That should be good enough reason. What Father said did make sense. Still, Pietro couldn't help the sinking feeling in his stomach as he went back and sat in the car.
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AN: Whoa, this chapter was supposed to be short. Like I said, I finished writing this story a few months back, and I was hoping it would last 5 or 6 chapters. Guess not. Okay people, you know the drill, read and review! Speaking of which, I want to thank all you beautiful, wonderful people who reviewed the last chapter. Thank you, thank you, thank you! ~Does a happy dance~.
Misao-chan2: I know! Didn't you just love him in Hex Factor, when he was wearing that little green sweat-shirt? Kawaii!!!
azsuruo: Thank-you so much for reading! I saw your story but I didn't have a chance to read it yet. Sorry that I left this at sort of a cliffhanger again. J
Snitter in Rivendell: Ooh, detailed review; loved it! I totally agree, Pie and Wanda are just the most adorable pair; I love writing them. I plan on posting a couple more with them after this story's done. And thanx so much for the Fav's listing!!!