Asteroid M was a failure, no doubt about it. I mean, it wouldn't have failed if not for the X-men, but it was still destroyed.

I don't remember very much from that night, Rogue touched me and absorbed my power. I was unconscious for a long time, but I woke up on the X-men's chopper. I sat up and saw out the window; Asteroid M crashing back down to Earth. I was beyond confused.

What had happened after Rogue knocked me out?

Where was my father?

He couldn't possibly still be on the asteroid...could he? No, no, of course not. He's my father, indestructible Magneto the Master of Magnetism, but if that's true, then where was he?

I watched the asteroid fall back down to earth, exploding into a giant fireball. Someone put a hand on my shoulder. "Two escape pods left the asteroid. He's fine kid." Wolverine, the mascot of the X-men.

Inside, I was sick with anger, but I didn't say anything.

For once, I kept my mouth shut. No point in upsetting the people who were giving my friends and I a lift home, right?

Wolverine had been telling the truth.

The only family I had left was alive and kicking, although somewhat disappointed in his failed plan. He hadn't contacted me for a long time, and I was fine with that.

I'm trying to be a good son here, but I'm realistic enough to see that my father is dangerous. Too dangerous, he doesn't even seem to care about me that much.

He only calls when he has an assignment; never just to say 'hello', never to ask how things were. I hardly ever saw him anyway. For a while, I actually hoped that he had died on Asteroid M. If he was dead then he couldn't dangle the prospect of a happy life in front of me anymore.

He said that we could be a family again after everything he had planned was finished.

Well, who needs him, huh? Not me, I don't need anyone, that's for sure!

I was happy living in the Brotherhood house, it was great!

Just me, Lance, Toad and Blob. The four of us, just being what we were: mutants.

It was fun, we didn't have to hide our powers. I was running all over the house with Toad bouncing off the walls; whenever Lance got very mad or very happy, the house would shake. Blob was as strong as I was fast; he could toss Lance's jeep up over his head without any effort.

We're guys, thus, we are competitive. We argued about a lot of stuff. Which girl was prettier at school, which sports team was better, etc. Of course, my personal favorite argument was always mutant related.

Which member of the Brotherhood had the most destructive potential?

Toad is an amazing gymnast; he's a good fighter too, strong legs make for killer kicks. He can slime people and whip them with that tongue of his, but he fights best one-on-one. Same goes for Blob: it'd take a lot to bring him down, but he is too slow.

Not too blow my own horn or anything, but I think that the top contenders for destruction were me and Lance. With practice, I could create powerful tornadoes and just by running, I could make a sonic boom.

Lance could bring down a building, but only one at a time. We each had our own strengths and weaknesses, and we never really won against the X-men.

Still, what a destructive house of boys we were.

WERE. As in, past tense?

Somehow we managed to get a new house mate. Some called her Tabitha, she called herself "Boom-Boom".