She sat in the great cavernous carved-out room that was the heart of
Magneto's lair. She fiddled with her fingerprints, practising, lacking
anything else to do. They no longer had 'entertainment', the goody-goody
mutant having been converted.
Mystique was unsure about this whole idea of Magneto's. Cyclops seemed a little cocky now, his evil side fully in control, which was good, no mistake, but... she just had a bad feeling.
Then a masculine, but young, voice echoed around the hollowed out structure, and she stood and whirled, the unexpected interruption startling her; "Just sitting around doing nothing are we?" The voice had been familiar, and as she looked the figure up and down, she realised why.
Standing before her, most of his weight seemingly supported on one leg, was Cyclops. He had showered, and changed. He still wore a pair of camo pants, which had obviously been taken from somewhere, maybe borrowed from Warp. He had donned his maroon shirt and leather jacket from before, and combat boots protected his feet. Obviously, the belt that he wore under his clothes was active, as he wore no kind of visor.
Mystique noticed he had changed his hair a little. It was no longer styled beyond the point of neat, but simply combed through roughly, as if he didn't really give a care. Now it seemed as though it had life. But still, it suited him and gave him a certain air. One of simply not caring. There was also a certain ambience surrounding him, one of hatred and evil. Which she liked.
Maybe she liked it a little too much, she realised, as she found herself staring admiringly at him. She gave herself a quick mental slap, and came out of her unnecessary trance. It wasn't possible for Mystique to feel attracted to a man.
Was it?
No, she hadn't liked a man in years. Not in that way anyway. But still... she found herself drawn to him.
He cocked his head at her, and gave her a certain enthralling smile. She moved towards him.
"What are you doing?" he asked, the mischief in his voice captivating her further. His blue eyes studied her, and finally settled on her own. That certain smile remained.
She stopped mere inches before him, his scent filling her nose, and replied, "Nothing much."
"Bored?"
She grinned like a child. "Pretty much. Magneto told me to stay in the lair... ever since that little bitch messed me about."
The smile faded a little, the slightest hint of it haunting his features. "What little bitch would that be?"
He was just so full of questions.
"Some silly little girl who shoots fireworks, and the girl with the curse."
The smile returned, and he gave a laugh, running a hand through his soft hair. "Ah, Rogue." He glanced up at the ceiling. "What a whiny little brat. I'd love to just break her neck right now." Then he inhaled deeply, releasing the breath slowly and lowering his head to level with her own. "Wanna help me?"
She remained silent for some reason, which remained unclarified to herself even.
"Come on," he teased, touching her arm in the gentlest of fashions, "it'll be fun."
She found the temptation impossible to resist as she found herself saying the word, "Yes," before she knew what she was doing.
For what seemed like hours, which was but only a few seconds, they stared deeply into each other's eyes, lost in them.
Then Cyclops drew nearer to her, and she could feel his breath on her neck. She raised her head to him, and he kissed her.
They stood in silence, expressing the most unbelievable of feelings for each other.
* * *
Gambit walked slowly down one of the grand furnished corridors to come face-to-face with Jubilee, who for some reason, looked a little spooked. He took her aside, allowing a large crowd of students to pass them by.
"What's wrong?" he wondered, feeling the brotherly concern towards Jubilee which he had been trying to destroy since they had met. They weren't even that close, but he still felt like a guardian to her, and like a teacher too.
Jubilee looked up to him and gave her mumbled reply, "Something happened, Gambit. Rogue's really freaked."
This teenage slang was beginning to get to him as well. Being in a school for the past few days hadn't helped any either.
"What happened?"
As they walked, Jubilee explained everything to him in the slightest detail.
"This transformation mutant sounds pretty dangerous to me. Rogue's a very lucky girl," Gambit said, as they neared Xavier's office. Seeing that he was inside through the open door, they knocked and then entered.
"How are you, Jubilee?" the Professor asked.
"Better, thank you. I'm just curious..."
"What troubles you?" Xavier queried as he wheeled up to them. He looked up at them in wonder.
Jubilee spoke, her voice a little unsteady, "Was that one of the mutants who have your friend?"
Nodding, Xavier continued in detail, "Yes, but Scott is much more to me than a friend. I look on him as a son really. He was one of my first students, maybe the most unwilling to except help, but as time passed, he began to trust me.
"Gradually, he became my field leader, someone whom I could trust my life with. He's thirty-one, and yet he seems so much older. I don't know what I'd do if-" He stopped abruptly for some reason.
There was a certain look of realisation crossing his face, and he said to them, "Could you find Colossus, I'd like to speak with all of you. Oh, and Jubilee... would you ask Rogue to join us please? Thank you." He wheeled out of the door and down the hall, towards the briefing room.
Gambit shook his head, causing his bangs to shake also, and exited the office, turning sharply to the right and heading for their rooms.
* * *
Storm listened intently to Professor Xavier, as always. Undoubtedly, what he had to say was damned important, and she sure as hell wasn't going to miss it just for a silly distraction.
"I now understand why Magneto took Cyclops and no one else," Xavier continued, his voice carrying down the great table.
Naturally, Jean seemed troubled by the subject. Seated to her left, next to Xavier, Logan spoke up, "Gonna keep us in suspense, or what?"
Taking the hint, the Professor persisted, "Magneto is attacking me on a personal level. Taking Scott in an attempt to show me that he means to continue with his war. He knows that I will make no attempt to thwart his efforts whilst he still has Scott in captivity."
Jean closed her eyes and inhaled loudly.
"I'm sorry, Jean. I know this is trying for you too, but we have to keep calm," Xavier eased.
But obviously, it did anything but ease her. "I'm sorry, Professor, but I refuse to remain calm whilst Scott is still with Magneto. If you had seen what I did, you would know that calm is not the answer. Action is."
Before the Professor could interrupt, she carried on, "Scott was in so much pain, and I can assure you, they were not holding back on him. I want to get him out of there Professor... even if I have to get him out myself, I will."
Ororo gazed wonderingly at Jean, and she understood her feelings toward the Professor at this point in time. Feeling a great sense of compassion for her friend, Ororo left the room after Jean, and followed her down the hall to her room to comfort her.
* * *
Warp looked without emotion at the new member of their team. Of course, this was not unusual. He supposed he should feel glad that they had a new, powerful member to their team, and worried that he might be a liability. That was beyond him now, though. The only emotions he could ever remember feeling were those he had towards Serena. At first it was, he guessed from what people had told him, lust, but it seemed different now. It was something more, more subtle.
Perhaps it was love.
Who knew? Not Warp, that's for sure.
He watched Serena laugh at something that their new recruit said, and felt something new stirred inside him. Perhaps jealousy?
Who knew?
Not Warp.
* * *
Jubilee had searched the entire grounds, and she still hadn't found Rogue. She had asked Gregg where she was, but he had said he didn't know.
Dumb boy, her mind chattered, but she ignored it.
She pulled the large oak door open, and stormed inside. She was becoming frustrated that she was unable to find anyone. Even Gambit. It was annoying. Whenever she wanted to find anyone, she couldn't, but whenever she wanted to be alone, everyone just turned up.
"Hi," someone said from behind her. She turned to face Bobby. He seemed down.
"Hi," she replied, "have you seen Rogue?"
He glanced down at his feet and sighed. Looking back up he answered, "No. I haven't been able to find her. It's like she's avoiding me or something."
Jubilee nodded in affirmation. "I think it was the thing with... Mystique, that did it. She's become really detached and distant. She didn't talk during the whole meeting."
Bobby shook his head and closed his eyes, rubbing them with his hand. For a moment, Jubilee thought he was crying.
"Not again," he murmured. He looked back up at her, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
"What are you talking about?" she queried, cocking her head in confusion and curiousity.
"When Rogue first came here, it was like she was reluctant to make any friends because she had hurt so many people. Gradually, she made some new friends, but if she starts avoiding them all again... she'll lose them. I don't want that."
Jubilee finally noticed that Bobby had enormous feelings towards Rogue. She didn't know why she hadn't noticed it before, as it was so obvious.
She wondered if Rogue felt the same way. But, that could be doubtful. Rogue may not have wanted to get close to anyone again, because she knew she could not have physical contact with anyone. It must have been so depressing.
Obviously, you idiot! Duh!
Jubilee shook her head to clear her mind. "If we look together, we might find her," she offered, to which Bobby agreed.
Together, they moved down the corridor, checking in each room for a certain person.
Rogue just needed some comfort.
* * *
"He just doesn't understand," Jean fumed, pacing like a caged tiger in a zoo. Storm watched her, and worried.
"The Professor just doesn't know how it feels," she continued, gesturing wildly with her arms. "He can't possibly know how I feel!"
Standing, Storm argued, "I think he can, Jean."
Ceasing her pacing, Jean turned on her. "Excuse me?" Her eyes narrowed, and her jaw was set grimly.
Storm would not be intimidated. "Professor Xavier knows how you feel, because he feels exactly the same."
But Jean wasn't convinced. "But he doesn't."
"Yes," Storm insisted, "he does. He loves Scott."
Jean slammed her palm down on the desk to her left. "But he doesn't love Scott!"
Suddenly, an array of items rose from their locations, floating mysteriously in the air. Storm set her eyes firmly on Jean, who had begun to shake. "Jean, calm down. Please."
Then Jean screamed, releasing her buried anger and emotion. "Don't tell me to calm down!"
The objects shot in all directions around the room, shattering against wardrobes and walls, and even against Storm. She cried out, blood flowing from a deep cut on her arm.
Jean continued to scream, seemingly out of control. Tears streamed down her face.
More objects were removed from their resting places, and flew around the room. Storm covered her head and ducked behind the bed. She knew better than to stand around in the middle of Jean's emotional outburst. She could get seriously hurt. Storm wondered if Jean might even hurt herself, with all of the objects flying out of control.
Several crashes occurred at once, and then the room fell silent, filled only with Jean's sobbing. Storm emerged from her hiding place and moved to her, embracing her in comfort. Even though Jean had subconsciously harmed her, Storm cared deeply for her, and wanted to comfort her as much as possible.
She was going to help Jean through this.
* * *
Magneto watched his team from above, in a small area that none of them knew about. They walked about, conversing with one another, or simply training. Toad and Warp trained together, as they had been doing for the past few days; Sabretooth and Juggernaut trained to the side; and Serena, Mystique and Scott talked between themselves.
Magneto had noted the way Mystique stood close to the new member, as if claiming him as her own. A new possession. This puzzled Magneto, for he knew how Mystique despised men of all kinds, and now she stayed extremely close to Scott.
He watched the two women laugh at something that Scott had said, and he smiled. It was good that the newest member had been accepted so quickly, almost without any question.
But Toad was wary, as always. He was convinced that it was all an act, and that Scott was playing them all for fools. Obviously, it was impossible... Magneto would know if the machine hadn't worked, or if it had malfunctioned.
Sabretooth, naturally, kept to himself, not expressing his opinion in any shape, way or form. He swiped at Juggernaut, testing the other mutant's reflexes, which were off the chart, like they should have been.
Toad was knocked aside by an extended section of wall that Warp had sent after him. Toad was having trouble getting close to Warp, and the frustration was beginning to show.
Warp, his face absent of all expression, kept an eye on Serena. Every now and then, his grey eyes would narrow. He was seemingly jealous of the attention Scott was receiving from Serena, and Magneto wondered just how much he would tolerate.
Juggernaut knocked Sabretooth down, much to his displeasure, and then helped him back up. The two were equally matched, both mammoths of men... or mutants as the case may be. It was hard to believe that Juggernaut was in any way related to Charles.
Serena seemed content, sitting facing Scott and Mystique, talking happily. Every few minutes, she would brush her blonde hair over her shoulders, and shuffle about in her seat. Was it possible she was flirting?
Mystique moved closer to Scott discreetly, smiling broadly. She was happier than Magneto had ever seen her, and he wondered why. It was strange that she had accepted the X-Man so quickly. She had attempted to kill him on so many occasions that Magneto had lost count. And yet, she seemed comfortable enough.
Scott had adjusted perfectly to his new life. His new team had grown accustomed to him in a record time, and he was satisfied. Magneto has noticed he had grown a little too confident, a little cocky. He was acting superior to all of the other male members of the team, simply because he knew he was in charge of the mission to destroy his old friends. Magneto knew Sabretooth, Toad, Warp and Juggernaut would not take it for much longer, and he hoped Scott would realise before it was too late.
Just before he walked away from the observation area, Magneto noticed something that made him freeze.
Scott had placed his arm around Mystique's shoulders. The transformation mutant didn't even seem to notice, just looked up at Scott and smiled.
Then he realised the obvious.
Something had happened between the two, and now they looked to be in some kind of relationship. One that was beyond belief, beyond expectation.
Magneto smiled and chuckled.
This, he could use to his advantage.
* * *
A/N: Okay, for those of you who are wondering, I don't know, honestly, why I keep mentioning this Gregg boy :) I just came up with a blue-haired boy, named him Gregg and used him when I needed him. After this, of course, I realised there IS in fact a blue-haired boy in the original film, lmao! Anyway, I know it doesn't show up *cries*, but the "Love" in Jean's retaliation to Storm saying Prof X loves Scott, is emphasised :( I don't know why I'm telling you now, it just might clear things up a bit.
Thanks for reading again, and... look down there... the button... does it call to you? ;)
Mystique was unsure about this whole idea of Magneto's. Cyclops seemed a little cocky now, his evil side fully in control, which was good, no mistake, but... she just had a bad feeling.
Then a masculine, but young, voice echoed around the hollowed out structure, and she stood and whirled, the unexpected interruption startling her; "Just sitting around doing nothing are we?" The voice had been familiar, and as she looked the figure up and down, she realised why.
Standing before her, most of his weight seemingly supported on one leg, was Cyclops. He had showered, and changed. He still wore a pair of camo pants, which had obviously been taken from somewhere, maybe borrowed from Warp. He had donned his maroon shirt and leather jacket from before, and combat boots protected his feet. Obviously, the belt that he wore under his clothes was active, as he wore no kind of visor.
Mystique noticed he had changed his hair a little. It was no longer styled beyond the point of neat, but simply combed through roughly, as if he didn't really give a care. Now it seemed as though it had life. But still, it suited him and gave him a certain air. One of simply not caring. There was also a certain ambience surrounding him, one of hatred and evil. Which she liked.
Maybe she liked it a little too much, she realised, as she found herself staring admiringly at him. She gave herself a quick mental slap, and came out of her unnecessary trance. It wasn't possible for Mystique to feel attracted to a man.
Was it?
No, she hadn't liked a man in years. Not in that way anyway. But still... she found herself drawn to him.
He cocked his head at her, and gave her a certain enthralling smile. She moved towards him.
"What are you doing?" he asked, the mischief in his voice captivating her further. His blue eyes studied her, and finally settled on her own. That certain smile remained.
She stopped mere inches before him, his scent filling her nose, and replied, "Nothing much."
"Bored?"
She grinned like a child. "Pretty much. Magneto told me to stay in the lair... ever since that little bitch messed me about."
The smile faded a little, the slightest hint of it haunting his features. "What little bitch would that be?"
He was just so full of questions.
"Some silly little girl who shoots fireworks, and the girl with the curse."
The smile returned, and he gave a laugh, running a hand through his soft hair. "Ah, Rogue." He glanced up at the ceiling. "What a whiny little brat. I'd love to just break her neck right now." Then he inhaled deeply, releasing the breath slowly and lowering his head to level with her own. "Wanna help me?"
She remained silent for some reason, which remained unclarified to herself even.
"Come on," he teased, touching her arm in the gentlest of fashions, "it'll be fun."
She found the temptation impossible to resist as she found herself saying the word, "Yes," before she knew what she was doing.
For what seemed like hours, which was but only a few seconds, they stared deeply into each other's eyes, lost in them.
Then Cyclops drew nearer to her, and she could feel his breath on her neck. She raised her head to him, and he kissed her.
They stood in silence, expressing the most unbelievable of feelings for each other.
* * *
Gambit walked slowly down one of the grand furnished corridors to come face-to-face with Jubilee, who for some reason, looked a little spooked. He took her aside, allowing a large crowd of students to pass them by.
"What's wrong?" he wondered, feeling the brotherly concern towards Jubilee which he had been trying to destroy since they had met. They weren't even that close, but he still felt like a guardian to her, and like a teacher too.
Jubilee looked up to him and gave her mumbled reply, "Something happened, Gambit. Rogue's really freaked."
This teenage slang was beginning to get to him as well. Being in a school for the past few days hadn't helped any either.
"What happened?"
As they walked, Jubilee explained everything to him in the slightest detail.
"This transformation mutant sounds pretty dangerous to me. Rogue's a very lucky girl," Gambit said, as they neared Xavier's office. Seeing that he was inside through the open door, they knocked and then entered.
"How are you, Jubilee?" the Professor asked.
"Better, thank you. I'm just curious..."
"What troubles you?" Xavier queried as he wheeled up to them. He looked up at them in wonder.
Jubilee spoke, her voice a little unsteady, "Was that one of the mutants who have your friend?"
Nodding, Xavier continued in detail, "Yes, but Scott is much more to me than a friend. I look on him as a son really. He was one of my first students, maybe the most unwilling to except help, but as time passed, he began to trust me.
"Gradually, he became my field leader, someone whom I could trust my life with. He's thirty-one, and yet he seems so much older. I don't know what I'd do if-" He stopped abruptly for some reason.
There was a certain look of realisation crossing his face, and he said to them, "Could you find Colossus, I'd like to speak with all of you. Oh, and Jubilee... would you ask Rogue to join us please? Thank you." He wheeled out of the door and down the hall, towards the briefing room.
Gambit shook his head, causing his bangs to shake also, and exited the office, turning sharply to the right and heading for their rooms.
* * *
Storm listened intently to Professor Xavier, as always. Undoubtedly, what he had to say was damned important, and she sure as hell wasn't going to miss it just for a silly distraction.
"I now understand why Magneto took Cyclops and no one else," Xavier continued, his voice carrying down the great table.
Naturally, Jean seemed troubled by the subject. Seated to her left, next to Xavier, Logan spoke up, "Gonna keep us in suspense, or what?"
Taking the hint, the Professor persisted, "Magneto is attacking me on a personal level. Taking Scott in an attempt to show me that he means to continue with his war. He knows that I will make no attempt to thwart his efforts whilst he still has Scott in captivity."
Jean closed her eyes and inhaled loudly.
"I'm sorry, Jean. I know this is trying for you too, but we have to keep calm," Xavier eased.
But obviously, it did anything but ease her. "I'm sorry, Professor, but I refuse to remain calm whilst Scott is still with Magneto. If you had seen what I did, you would know that calm is not the answer. Action is."
Before the Professor could interrupt, she carried on, "Scott was in so much pain, and I can assure you, they were not holding back on him. I want to get him out of there Professor... even if I have to get him out myself, I will."
Ororo gazed wonderingly at Jean, and she understood her feelings toward the Professor at this point in time. Feeling a great sense of compassion for her friend, Ororo left the room after Jean, and followed her down the hall to her room to comfort her.
* * *
Warp looked without emotion at the new member of their team. Of course, this was not unusual. He supposed he should feel glad that they had a new, powerful member to their team, and worried that he might be a liability. That was beyond him now, though. The only emotions he could ever remember feeling were those he had towards Serena. At first it was, he guessed from what people had told him, lust, but it seemed different now. It was something more, more subtle.
Perhaps it was love.
Who knew? Not Warp, that's for sure.
He watched Serena laugh at something that their new recruit said, and felt something new stirred inside him. Perhaps jealousy?
Who knew?
Not Warp.
* * *
Jubilee had searched the entire grounds, and she still hadn't found Rogue. She had asked Gregg where she was, but he had said he didn't know.
Dumb boy, her mind chattered, but she ignored it.
She pulled the large oak door open, and stormed inside. She was becoming frustrated that she was unable to find anyone. Even Gambit. It was annoying. Whenever she wanted to find anyone, she couldn't, but whenever she wanted to be alone, everyone just turned up.
"Hi," someone said from behind her. She turned to face Bobby. He seemed down.
"Hi," she replied, "have you seen Rogue?"
He glanced down at his feet and sighed. Looking back up he answered, "No. I haven't been able to find her. It's like she's avoiding me or something."
Jubilee nodded in affirmation. "I think it was the thing with... Mystique, that did it. She's become really detached and distant. She didn't talk during the whole meeting."
Bobby shook his head and closed his eyes, rubbing them with his hand. For a moment, Jubilee thought he was crying.
"Not again," he murmured. He looked back up at her, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
"What are you talking about?" she queried, cocking her head in confusion and curiousity.
"When Rogue first came here, it was like she was reluctant to make any friends because she had hurt so many people. Gradually, she made some new friends, but if she starts avoiding them all again... she'll lose them. I don't want that."
Jubilee finally noticed that Bobby had enormous feelings towards Rogue. She didn't know why she hadn't noticed it before, as it was so obvious.
She wondered if Rogue felt the same way. But, that could be doubtful. Rogue may not have wanted to get close to anyone again, because she knew she could not have physical contact with anyone. It must have been so depressing.
Obviously, you idiot! Duh!
Jubilee shook her head to clear her mind. "If we look together, we might find her," she offered, to which Bobby agreed.
Together, they moved down the corridor, checking in each room for a certain person.
Rogue just needed some comfort.
* * *
"He just doesn't understand," Jean fumed, pacing like a caged tiger in a zoo. Storm watched her, and worried.
"The Professor just doesn't know how it feels," she continued, gesturing wildly with her arms. "He can't possibly know how I feel!"
Standing, Storm argued, "I think he can, Jean."
Ceasing her pacing, Jean turned on her. "Excuse me?" Her eyes narrowed, and her jaw was set grimly.
Storm would not be intimidated. "Professor Xavier knows how you feel, because he feels exactly the same."
But Jean wasn't convinced. "But he doesn't."
"Yes," Storm insisted, "he does. He loves Scott."
Jean slammed her palm down on the desk to her left. "But he doesn't love Scott!"
Suddenly, an array of items rose from their locations, floating mysteriously in the air. Storm set her eyes firmly on Jean, who had begun to shake. "Jean, calm down. Please."
Then Jean screamed, releasing her buried anger and emotion. "Don't tell me to calm down!"
The objects shot in all directions around the room, shattering against wardrobes and walls, and even against Storm. She cried out, blood flowing from a deep cut on her arm.
Jean continued to scream, seemingly out of control. Tears streamed down her face.
More objects were removed from their resting places, and flew around the room. Storm covered her head and ducked behind the bed. She knew better than to stand around in the middle of Jean's emotional outburst. She could get seriously hurt. Storm wondered if Jean might even hurt herself, with all of the objects flying out of control.
Several crashes occurred at once, and then the room fell silent, filled only with Jean's sobbing. Storm emerged from her hiding place and moved to her, embracing her in comfort. Even though Jean had subconsciously harmed her, Storm cared deeply for her, and wanted to comfort her as much as possible.
She was going to help Jean through this.
* * *
Magneto watched his team from above, in a small area that none of them knew about. They walked about, conversing with one another, or simply training. Toad and Warp trained together, as they had been doing for the past few days; Sabretooth and Juggernaut trained to the side; and Serena, Mystique and Scott talked between themselves.
Magneto had noted the way Mystique stood close to the new member, as if claiming him as her own. A new possession. This puzzled Magneto, for he knew how Mystique despised men of all kinds, and now she stayed extremely close to Scott.
He watched the two women laugh at something that Scott had said, and he smiled. It was good that the newest member had been accepted so quickly, almost without any question.
But Toad was wary, as always. He was convinced that it was all an act, and that Scott was playing them all for fools. Obviously, it was impossible... Magneto would know if the machine hadn't worked, or if it had malfunctioned.
Sabretooth, naturally, kept to himself, not expressing his opinion in any shape, way or form. He swiped at Juggernaut, testing the other mutant's reflexes, which were off the chart, like they should have been.
Toad was knocked aside by an extended section of wall that Warp had sent after him. Toad was having trouble getting close to Warp, and the frustration was beginning to show.
Warp, his face absent of all expression, kept an eye on Serena. Every now and then, his grey eyes would narrow. He was seemingly jealous of the attention Scott was receiving from Serena, and Magneto wondered just how much he would tolerate.
Juggernaut knocked Sabretooth down, much to his displeasure, and then helped him back up. The two were equally matched, both mammoths of men... or mutants as the case may be. It was hard to believe that Juggernaut was in any way related to Charles.
Serena seemed content, sitting facing Scott and Mystique, talking happily. Every few minutes, she would brush her blonde hair over her shoulders, and shuffle about in her seat. Was it possible she was flirting?
Mystique moved closer to Scott discreetly, smiling broadly. She was happier than Magneto had ever seen her, and he wondered why. It was strange that she had accepted the X-Man so quickly. She had attempted to kill him on so many occasions that Magneto had lost count. And yet, she seemed comfortable enough.
Scott had adjusted perfectly to his new life. His new team had grown accustomed to him in a record time, and he was satisfied. Magneto has noticed he had grown a little too confident, a little cocky. He was acting superior to all of the other male members of the team, simply because he knew he was in charge of the mission to destroy his old friends. Magneto knew Sabretooth, Toad, Warp and Juggernaut would not take it for much longer, and he hoped Scott would realise before it was too late.
Just before he walked away from the observation area, Magneto noticed something that made him freeze.
Scott had placed his arm around Mystique's shoulders. The transformation mutant didn't even seem to notice, just looked up at Scott and smiled.
Then he realised the obvious.
Something had happened between the two, and now they looked to be in some kind of relationship. One that was beyond belief, beyond expectation.
Magneto smiled and chuckled.
This, he could use to his advantage.
* * *
A/N: Okay, for those of you who are wondering, I don't know, honestly, why I keep mentioning this Gregg boy :) I just came up with a blue-haired boy, named him Gregg and used him when I needed him. After this, of course, I realised there IS in fact a blue-haired boy in the original film, lmao! Anyway, I know it doesn't show up *cries*, but the "Love" in Jean's retaliation to Storm saying Prof X loves Scott, is emphasised :( I don't know why I'm telling you now, it just might clear things up a bit.
Thanks for reading again, and... look down there... the button... does it call to you? ;)
