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

We've reached the big THREE OH! XD

Chapter 30

"We can't stay here with the students!" Spat Magneto hastily as they left the room of Charles. By his side was a tall female, the female by the name of Serpentine. The paused in the main hallway, the one that displayed intense amounts of light from the orange hued sun. Light blasted upon the pair, the wrong setting for the awful plans that were ahead.

"But how do you propose we leave with two hundred students under cover?" She hissed out icily, solid eyes of black staring down upon Magneto, light of the risen sun bounding off their surface.

"I have a plan." Came a smooth voice.

Magneto turned to see Mystique walking calmly through the corridor, her blue form shining brightly as she passed the large windows. Her curved lips were in a smirk, a usual feature of Mystique's face.

Serpentine remained stood, arms folding slowly over her chest. She cast a look of dislike upon the azure bodied female, though for her eyes were solid ovals of black, no emotion poured from them visibly, but inside she heaved with loathing, "And what's the plan?" Came her voice, sharply edged by hisses. Her lips were met during speech by a damp black tongue, which flickered hungrily round, inspecting.

Magneto nodded his question which Serpentine had asked, he watched Mystique scrutinizingly, he wanted to leave the school before the X-Men arrived, he didn't want another show down, that just wasted his time.

Nimble hands settled to rest upon shapely hips, bright yellows eyes bore across to Magneto, "The students have an escape route, and they go through panels in the wooden walls. I've checked, and this leads out into a small clearing in the forest outside the school grounds. If I go and raise the alarm, as Xavier, the students should all meet up in that clearing.. In the open arms, of you, Magneto." She finished softly, eyes lighting with intense triumph at her plan.

"And then.. I'll bind them into the plane that you got for us." Magneto added hurriedly, nodding firmly. Pleasure built up behind his cold eyes as he nodded eagerly to their plan.

"And where do I come in?" Hissed Serpentine defiantly, glowering upon Mystique.

"Oh.. You go and grab any stragglers.. " Said Mystique, amusement ripping through her smooth voice, "Team up with Granite." She added, voice dripping with bitter humour as she paired Serpentine up with the more.. slow member of their team.

Serpentine growled, her eyes flashing angrily at Mystique. Her tail raised and smacked the floor heavily, the sound ricocheting around the walls.

"Quiet!" Snapped Magneto, grabbing Serpentine by her right elbow; "You intending to wake the students before we even manage to begin?!"

Serpentine sharply moved her arm from his grip, snarling a venom tipped flash of teeth to Magneto, "Fine." She hissed slouching against the oak wooden wall, her arms folding as she stared around darkly.

"Then we begin." Said Magneto softly, the gleam remaining in his eyes.

Through the corridors passed a figure silently, a blue foot pressed down to the wooden floorboards. Scales peeled back and clothing replaced them, pale skin and flesh taking place of the blue mutant's form. Mystique dropped into Charles's wheelchair, now in the form of the Professor himself. Round the unconscious body of the real Charles she passed, wheeling it across the floorboards and along the hall, reaching the first corridor of student dormitories. Down at the far end, sulking in the shadows remained Serpentine, beside her the large and bulky form of Granite who sat on the floor, staring dimly at a picture on the left wall.

The bald head of the Professor nodded at the pair, impossible to tell he was otherwise part of the Brotherhood, apart from one thing, a cruel smirk lingered on his lips, one expression that his cheek flesh had never experienced wrinkles for.

A hand outstretched from the wheelchair arm, and it rapped abruptly on the first door, "Raise the alarm!" Came the strong and alert voice that was now being falsely proclaimed, "Get out of here! Get through the West escape route!"

The door was dragged upon, a young boy staring down at who he thought was the Professor, his face streaked with alarm, "What is it Professor? What's happening?" He cried urgently, now being joined by bleary faces of yawning students behind him.

"Awake the students, and get them all out by the West escape route!" The voice repeated urgently, whilst inside it relished at the commotion as the students ran out, screaming and banging hurriedly on each door, the commands being repeated as tousled hair and the tired eyes of students emerged sorrowfully, before perking and following their fellow mutants to so called safety.

As the corridor quietened, above, on the upper levels the alarm was being continued and curious shouts anxiously cried as footsteps drummed over the upper floorboards.

The body of Charles straightened in the seat, wheeling over and glancing down the corridor to where the fellow Brotherhood members sat. Brow raised in amusement at the cries above, blue eyes suddenly flashing an electric yellow.

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