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"How is he?" Lance asked when Mystique reentered the lobby.
"Fine" she answered "the doctor said they might have him out in a week, so he'll have plenty of time to contemplate his apology to Wanda." Lance and Todd stood up and walked with Mystique to the parking lot.
"He'll have to come up with something pretty good" Lance commented.
"He's gonna have to be her undying slave!" Todd said.
"Yeah, and you can teach him how!" Todd stuck his tongue out at Lance, who flashed him a threatening glance.
"What? I thought there was a fly there!" Todd lied.
"Whatever."
"I'm not sure if Pietro is going to be have a good enough apology" Mystique said "you know how big his ego is"
"Yeah, it doesn't fit on the Earth." The three stopped.
"I'm parked over there" Mystique said, pointing to the left "I want you two back at the house in ten minutes, clear?"
"Clear"
"Clear"
"Good" the shape-shifter walked away.
"I hate her" Todd said. Lance nodded.
"Who doesn't?"
***
Wanda felt a surge of anger excitement as she approached the gates. This- this was where Magneto was. This was where she would get her revenge. The gates flung open as she walked by. Brewing with anger, she opened the two large doors, ultimately ripping them off there hinges. She stepped inside the castle.
"MAGNETO!" she thundered. There was no answer, no sound. She waited. No one came to see what had happened.
"Show yourself!" she shouted with the same result.
"I'll tare this place apart!" she threatened. No one. Wanda ground her teeth. She was not one to make empty threats. And so... she tore the place apart.
***
Kurt Wagner buzzed around happily in the kitchen, making himself sandwich. More accurately, a really big sandwich with everything in the kitchen on it. In the background, the TV was reporting the news.
Kurt had just finished making his perfect sandwich when the TV caught his attention.
"Early last night" the anchorman reported "a very strange even occurred when a pile of rubble was found in place of an old castle near a ski resort..." Kurt looked curiously at the screen, showing a demolished building, apparently the castle. *I know zat place!* Kurt thought *I know it, I know it!* And then he remembered.
"Guys!" Kurt called to whoever could hear him "I zink you really need to see zis!" Scott and Kitty where the only ones who came.
"What is it?" Scott asked urgently. Kurt pointed to the news report. Scott and Kitty watched as the anchorman went on:
"When asked if anything unusual had happened that day, Mr. George Silverson, a manager at the nearby ski resort gave us this story:" A thin man with grey hair came on the screen.
"Well" he said "a few hours a prior a girl, or whatever she was, came into the lobby. As soon as she walked in, things started flying around the room all on their own! It was like something out of some movie, ya know? So this girl, walked up to the desk and asked if there was a castle around here, and I said yes. And then she asks for a map so I give one to her!"
"You say that things started 'flying around'?" the anchorman asked quizzically.
"Yeah! Come to think of it, she might have been one of those mutants! That'd be my guess, no one else but some freak could do something like that!"
"Well a mutant certainly would explain this, but the question is: 'why?' and 'who?' Mr. Silverson was able to give a physical description of the girl, but no one has been able to locate her yet. And now, the latest development on-"
Scott switched off the TV.
"Zat castle" Kurt said "zat vas Magneto's castle."
"*Magneto's* Kitty exclaimed. "But who would- who *could* do that?"
"It- it vould have to be Vanda" Kurt replied.
"But how?" Scott asked "Her memories were erased, weren't they?"
"I don't know, but ze only other girl I know who can valk into a room and make zings 'fly around' is Jean, and I zink it's obvious she didn't do zis"
"Maybe it's someone else"
"And they're out for Magneto's blood too?" Kitty interjected.
"We need to talk to the professor" **************************************************************************** *** Silver17- Mucho gracias! Wait... I already said that. Bitte.
Beaubier- Magneto will not have a fun time in this fic, trust me. *Insert maniacal laugh here*
Guess what? There's X-Men in this chap! Hope you guys like it, please review. **************************************************************************** ***
"How is he?" Lance asked when Mystique reentered the lobby.
"Fine" she answered "the doctor said they might have him out in a week, so he'll have plenty of time to contemplate his apology to Wanda." Lance and Todd stood up and walked with Mystique to the parking lot.
"He'll have to come up with something pretty good" Lance commented.
"He's gonna have to be her undying slave!" Todd said.
"Yeah, and you can teach him how!" Todd stuck his tongue out at Lance, who flashed him a threatening glance.
"What? I thought there was a fly there!" Todd lied.
"Whatever."
"I'm not sure if Pietro is going to be have a good enough apology" Mystique said "you know how big his ego is"
"Yeah, it doesn't fit on the Earth." The three stopped.
"I'm parked over there" Mystique said, pointing to the left "I want you two back at the house in ten minutes, clear?"
"Clear"
"Clear"
"Good" the shape-shifter walked away.
"I hate her" Todd said. Lance nodded.
"Who doesn't?"
***
Wanda felt a surge of anger excitement as she approached the gates. This- this was where Magneto was. This was where she would get her revenge. The gates flung open as she walked by. Brewing with anger, she opened the two large doors, ultimately ripping them off there hinges. She stepped inside the castle.
"MAGNETO!" she thundered. There was no answer, no sound. She waited. No one came to see what had happened.
"Show yourself!" she shouted with the same result.
"I'll tare this place apart!" she threatened. No one. Wanda ground her teeth. She was not one to make empty threats. And so... she tore the place apart.
***
Kurt Wagner buzzed around happily in the kitchen, making himself sandwich. More accurately, a really big sandwich with everything in the kitchen on it. In the background, the TV was reporting the news.
Kurt had just finished making his perfect sandwich when the TV caught his attention.
"Early last night" the anchorman reported "a very strange even occurred when a pile of rubble was found in place of an old castle near a ski resort..." Kurt looked curiously at the screen, showing a demolished building, apparently the castle. *I know zat place!* Kurt thought *I know it, I know it!* And then he remembered.
"Guys!" Kurt called to whoever could hear him "I zink you really need to see zis!" Scott and Kitty where the only ones who came.
"What is it?" Scott asked urgently. Kurt pointed to the news report. Scott and Kitty watched as the anchorman went on:
"When asked if anything unusual had happened that day, Mr. George Silverson, a manager at the nearby ski resort gave us this story:" A thin man with grey hair came on the screen.
"Well" he said "a few hours a prior a girl, or whatever she was, came into the lobby. As soon as she walked in, things started flying around the room all on their own! It was like something out of some movie, ya know? So this girl, walked up to the desk and asked if there was a castle around here, and I said yes. And then she asks for a map so I give one to her!"
"You say that things started 'flying around'?" the anchorman asked quizzically.
"Yeah! Come to think of it, she might have been one of those mutants! That'd be my guess, no one else but some freak could do something like that!"
"Well a mutant certainly would explain this, but the question is: 'why?' and 'who?' Mr. Silverson was able to give a physical description of the girl, but no one has been able to locate her yet. And now, the latest development on-"
Scott switched off the TV.
"Zat castle" Kurt said "zat vas Magneto's castle."
"*Magneto's* Kitty exclaimed. "But who would- who *could* do that?"
"It- it vould have to be Vanda" Kurt replied.
"But how?" Scott asked "Her memories were erased, weren't they?"
"I don't know, but ze only other girl I know who can valk into a room and make zings 'fly around' is Jean, and I zink it's obvious she didn't do zis"
"Maybe it's someone else"
"And they're out for Magneto's blood too?" Kitty interjected.
"We need to talk to the professor" **************************************************************************** *** Silver17- Mucho gracias! Wait... I already said that. Bitte.
Beaubier- Magneto will not have a fun time in this fic, trust me. *Insert maniacal laugh here*