Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora, Granite
and Serpentine, and the weapons I gave to Orion, plus her name. But the
character itself remains Marvel's. Plot is mine though.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 27
The mansion was almost in silence, early morning rays were dancing over the snow covered building and a crisp atmosphere breezed through the air. Lessons of course, were on shutdown since Xavier was the only teacher. He had been sat awake for most of the night, in thought, trying to guess what was happening to his X-Men and to his student. By now he had forced himself to rest, asleep in his bed, though whilst his body was switched off, his mind still played with worry, his closed eyes hiding pupils that showed dimming hope that fought to stay alive inside the great mutant.
Lucius, the school's lab technician and doctor had been up since sunrise, preparing his quarters for wounded, ready for the X-Men's return. He hoped none would be hurt, but he let himself be prepared for casualties.
Now however, the entire school was asleep, horrific dreams naturally soaring their minds since the humans had now begun to do what so many had dreaded. They had begun their war.
Charles was in deep sleep, but his mind suddenly strained, shouting for its body to wake up. Charles let out a sigh, rolling over impatiently as his brain slowly came alive to wakening.
The door of Xavier's room slid open gently, and calmly, a light flicked on and footsteps travelled over the floorboards.
Still his mind screamed for him to wake, it knew of the presence. Suddenly, Charles' eyes flashed open, meeting the face of a mutant who was sat calmly at the other side of the room.
Charles sat up immediately, his eyes recognising the familiar face, even in the bright light, which his eyes had reacted to poorly.
"You were never one for sleeping in Charles." Came a cool, crisp voice.
"Erik.." Answered Charles, his eyes now firmly upon the man.
"What did I tell you." Began Magneto, "Human's have wasted no time. They have taken one of your students; they've got a mutant captive. They've begun Charles." Magneto continued, watching Charles with a blank expression as he informed his friend, and his enemy, "This Senator is determined to bring in the Registration Act, and according to what Mystique has seen, it's well on the way."
"What?" Began Charles, "What do you mean? What are they doing?"
"It's never took you so long to work something out Charles, but it appears I must spell it out to you. The humans have retaliated! They want to show America what we can do! They are doing it by any means necessary. Once that Registration Act is introduced we'll have no hope left." Magneto then narrowed his eyes leaning back in the seat and idly crossing his legs over a knee, palms together as he spoke, "We have nothing to fight with.. a couple of mutants won't work Charles."
"We don't want to fight Erik.. we want to make them see sense." Answered Charles gently, standing his ground.
"Utter rubbish!" Cried Magneto triumphantly, standing and glaring down upon Charles, "This has gone beyond peace! Unless we fight back mutants are going to be drowned out by humans. They are inferior, we demand respect!" He roared, slamming his fist upon the nearby table.
He straightened from the table, calming down and he leant to Charles and spoke softly, "Which is why.. I am going to round up some mutants, and I am going to lead our kind to victory. We will fight, and we will win." He continued in a dangerously low voice, "So, I've come to where the biggest group of mutants are currently held. Here."
Charles' expression relaxed from interest to disgust, "The students! Never Erik! The students will not be joining the Brotherhood!"
"Oh won't they? Your X-Men can't save them.. And you." He hissed, "Out of order." As Magneto finished, he caught the word, "Serpentine.." Echo from his lips in a faint hiss. Then, a mutant Charles had never seen before suddenly blocked the open doorway. She crept in, scales along mud coloured flesh. Damp hair hang over her eyes, it was cropped short round pointed ears. A long thick tail of muscle swayed behind her and she bore a horrible smirk, pointed teeth dribbling with poison that oozed from fangs.
That was as much as Charles managed to take in, for her tail lifted and slapped him heavily round the head, sending him hurtling to the floor in unconsciousness. There he laid still, lifeless and helpless, his X-Men no where near to help him or his students, which lay asleep in their beds, unknowingly to thee dangers that were about to unfold.
Now, the Brotherhood ruled the school.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 27
The mansion was almost in silence, early morning rays were dancing over the snow covered building and a crisp atmosphere breezed through the air. Lessons of course, were on shutdown since Xavier was the only teacher. He had been sat awake for most of the night, in thought, trying to guess what was happening to his X-Men and to his student. By now he had forced himself to rest, asleep in his bed, though whilst his body was switched off, his mind still played with worry, his closed eyes hiding pupils that showed dimming hope that fought to stay alive inside the great mutant.
Lucius, the school's lab technician and doctor had been up since sunrise, preparing his quarters for wounded, ready for the X-Men's return. He hoped none would be hurt, but he let himself be prepared for casualties.
Now however, the entire school was asleep, horrific dreams naturally soaring their minds since the humans had now begun to do what so many had dreaded. They had begun their war.
Charles was in deep sleep, but his mind suddenly strained, shouting for its body to wake up. Charles let out a sigh, rolling over impatiently as his brain slowly came alive to wakening.
The door of Xavier's room slid open gently, and calmly, a light flicked on and footsteps travelled over the floorboards.
Still his mind screamed for him to wake, it knew of the presence. Suddenly, Charles' eyes flashed open, meeting the face of a mutant who was sat calmly at the other side of the room.
Charles sat up immediately, his eyes recognising the familiar face, even in the bright light, which his eyes had reacted to poorly.
"You were never one for sleeping in Charles." Came a cool, crisp voice.
"Erik.." Answered Charles, his eyes now firmly upon the man.
"What did I tell you." Began Magneto, "Human's have wasted no time. They have taken one of your students; they've got a mutant captive. They've begun Charles." Magneto continued, watching Charles with a blank expression as he informed his friend, and his enemy, "This Senator is determined to bring in the Registration Act, and according to what Mystique has seen, it's well on the way."
"What?" Began Charles, "What do you mean? What are they doing?"
"It's never took you so long to work something out Charles, but it appears I must spell it out to you. The humans have retaliated! They want to show America what we can do! They are doing it by any means necessary. Once that Registration Act is introduced we'll have no hope left." Magneto then narrowed his eyes leaning back in the seat and idly crossing his legs over a knee, palms together as he spoke, "We have nothing to fight with.. a couple of mutants won't work Charles."
"We don't want to fight Erik.. we want to make them see sense." Answered Charles gently, standing his ground.
"Utter rubbish!" Cried Magneto triumphantly, standing and glaring down upon Charles, "This has gone beyond peace! Unless we fight back mutants are going to be drowned out by humans. They are inferior, we demand respect!" He roared, slamming his fist upon the nearby table.
He straightened from the table, calming down and he leant to Charles and spoke softly, "Which is why.. I am going to round up some mutants, and I am going to lead our kind to victory. We will fight, and we will win." He continued in a dangerously low voice, "So, I've come to where the biggest group of mutants are currently held. Here."
Charles' expression relaxed from interest to disgust, "The students! Never Erik! The students will not be joining the Brotherhood!"
"Oh won't they? Your X-Men can't save them.. And you." He hissed, "Out of order." As Magneto finished, he caught the word, "Serpentine.." Echo from his lips in a faint hiss. Then, a mutant Charles had never seen before suddenly blocked the open doorway. She crept in, scales along mud coloured flesh. Damp hair hang over her eyes, it was cropped short round pointed ears. A long thick tail of muscle swayed behind her and she bore a horrible smirk, pointed teeth dribbling with poison that oozed from fangs.
That was as much as Charles managed to take in, for her tail lifted and slapped him heavily round the head, sending him hurtling to the floor in unconsciousness. There he laid still, lifeless and helpless, his X-Men no where near to help him or his students, which lay asleep in their beds, unknowingly to thee dangers that were about to unfold.
Now, the Brotherhood ruled the school.
