Conclusion Saga Part 4: Hell Hath No Fury

As Magneto floated over the downed X-Men, he allowed his face to take a smug grin.  He had defeated his greatest foes, and now he could continue with his plans.

Or so he thought.

Kyle's foot, which had found its way, fast and hard, into his groin, thought otherwise.

While Magneto's eyes bulged in pain, Cyclops blasted him across the room, where Amara raised an arm.

Concentrating, she found that she had a familiar feeling, one she hadn't had for a long time.

Smirking, she coated Magneto in a lava-like liquid, that was no hotter than a match's flame.  She grinned, as she realized that her ability to control the heat of her blasts had been returned with the forming of her bond to Kyle.

Iceman quickly iced it down, trapping Magneto in a cocoon of lava rock.  Magneto struggled, attempting to free himself.

As he reached out Magnetically, he saw a blazing figure, Sunspot, reach out and pull the helmet he wore from his skull.  Reacting quickly, Xavier entered Magneto's mind.

The two of them appeared in the midst of a star-scape.  Off in the distance, the Milky Way could be observed, with other galaxies arrayed in other locations around them. Comets and asteroids floated around, as stray stars floated here and there.  Magneto and Xavier stood opposite each other.

"Why, Magnus?"

"Because they will never accept us, Charles."

"And what makes you say that?"

"You know what makes me say that."

"Do you mean what happened to Leanna?"

"Yes, Charles.  They beat my wife to death in front of me because she was the mother of two mutants, and the wife of another.  She died because they will never accept us.  They won't."

"I remember, Magnus. But you didn't seem to be this… angry over it then.  Angry, but not to the point of genocide."

"A year after that, Charles, another mob tried to kill Wanda and Pietro.  They didn't succeed, obviously.  But they came close."

"But the two of them lived!"

"But they almost died!  Then they tried to beat them again! This time, their powers emerged.  They almost got killed anyways!!!"

"But they're still alive, Magnus."

"But they might not have been if I hadn't saved them! Then Wanda couldn't control her powers, because she was so angry and afraid of that mob.  I had to lock my own daughter in an institution because of HUMANS!!"

At this pronouncement, Magnus's eyes burned with such hatred, that Charles finally understood.  All that had happened to Magnus, from his loss of his parents in his youth, to the death of his wife, to the attempted mobbings of his children, had driven his old friend to insanity.

"I'm sorry, Magnus.  But I cannot allow you to carry through with your plan. And there is no other option left to me.  I have tried everything… I'm sorry, my old friend."

With that, Xavier drew together some of his impressive psychic power, and blasted Magneto.  To a psychic, the blast would be paralyzing. To a non-psychic, it was fatal.

Magnus was dead before his astral plain's image had hit the ground.

Withdrawing, Xavier found that his students had helped him into his wheelchair.

"Let's go home." Said Xavier, as the massive elevator behind Magneto's podium opened.  Stepping into it, they came out, a hundred floors down, in front of the vehicles.

Departing from Avalon, they were intercepted by military fighter jets and helicopters.

"You're under arrest." They sent over the radio.

The general in charge of the blockade around Avalon watched, a smile on his face.  Suddenly, an aide ran up.

"Sir. Communique from the Commander in Chief."

Looking at it, the general paled.

General Pendeja.

If you arrest the X-Men, I will have your stars decorating my desk in the oval office before you can say 'fire in the hole.'

The Commander in Chief.

"Let them go," Said the general, bitterly.

The X-Men's vehicles could be seen tearing through the sky towards Bayville.