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IMPORTANT: Just so you know, I added something to chapter 11. It's just Pietro taking his cast off because his arm doesn't hurt anymore unless he stretches it to much.
Okay, you people are getting bad with the REVIEWING!! PLEASE!
Hi y'all, here it is, that long awaited certain battle! So enjoy... unless of course, you're a Magneto fan... **************************************************************************** ****
Wanda was not tired. Sabertooth must have spotted her, because he had led her through an unending maze. But he had not lost her, nor had he discouraged her. And now, probably thinking she was gone, he stopped. Wanda watched him, her pulse rising. They were at a dead end, and there was no ladder leading to the surface.
And then he pressed him finger against the wall. There must have been a button there, because suddenly the "wall" opened and Sabertooth stepped inside a steel room. *Perfect* Wanda thought. And in the next second Sabertooth found he could not move. He felt hi body being rammed against something hard and then...
Wanda tossed him into the sewer passage, stepped inside the room and closed the door.
***
"Down here" Pietro said. Mystique lifted up the sewer cap, and then climbed down. The rest of the Brotherhood followed, and the X-Men went down last.
"Eww" Kitty said "Like, Magneto's nose must not work if he's living down here!"
"It's probably a passage to someplace else" Scott guessed.
"It's still disgusting"
"Quicksilver" Mystique said "Which way?" he shrugged.
"You don't know!!!" Multiple voices shouted.
"I told you, Wanda went into the sewers here and told me to leave. It's not like I followed her and then came back!"
"How do we know which way she went?" Jean asked.
"Well, she was following Sabertooth" Pietro said.
"So how do we know which way Sabertooth went?"
"Um... we could split into groups or something" Lance suggested.
"That sounds good"
"We should do that"
"Yeah" were the generally responses.
"Alright, so we'll split up into two" Scott said and Mystique nodded
"Sounds good to me"
***
Wanda walked through the passageways of Magneto's fortress, fists clenched, growing more anxious by the minute. He was near, she could feel it. She climbed a long flight of stairs to come to a wide hallway. With none of the door being opened, she ripped one off using her powers. It was bedroom. She had to be getting closer.
After exploring the floor, Wanda came to another staircase. She walked up and saw only a narrow passage with three doors. Wanda stopped see if she could sense anything. Someone was in the third room. Wanda knocked on the door.
"I told you not to disturb me!" Magneto's voice shouted from the other side. And then there was a loud crunch of metal. Magneto jumped and turned to see-
"Surprise" she growled.
"Wha-? Wanda?! Why are you-" she silenced him immediately when he suddenly found himself pressed against the ceiling, his body surrounded by blue energy.
"B-but your memory..." Magneto stammered. Wanda's eyes narrowed.
"Yeah, about that" he hit the far wall with a bang.
"Please, Wanda!" he pleaded, anticipating what might happen to him.
"Please? I wasn't sure if you knew that word! I've said 'please' to you on many occasions and you didn't seem to understand!" this time Magneto was brought to the middle of his office, and everything seemed to loose control. Wanda had created a miniature tornado, everything was flying around, and he was caught up in it.
After a few minutes, it stopped, and a bloodied Magneto was suspended in mid air. He groaned, be barraged with desks and chairs had not been good for him, and he could fell parts in his body where he was sure bones had broken. A smirk was working its way across Wanda's lips.
"Having fun father?" he did not answer. There was a pause as Wanda thought and then the "tornado" started again. But Wanda had a little extra something planned. She pulled a box of matches from the crazed room. She lit one, and with a point of her finger the room had turned a bright yellow- orange. Screams soon filled the air, and Wanda laughed. Then, she gained command of the walls, and slowly made the room smaller, and smaller. She laughed again.
"This is very fun father" Wanda called to him "it's a shame we had to wait till now, when it could've been done a long time ago!" The flames grew higher and the room grew smaller.
"Stop!" Magneto shouted, but it was hardly distinguishable from his screams. Wanda laughed again, but this time she was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Wanda?" he gasped, horrified at what was going on before him.
"Pietro?!" she snapped "What are you-"
"What the hell are you doing?" he whispered.
"What do you think I'm doing?" she retorted "Or would you like to see for yourself, firsthand?" Pietro took a step backwards.
"Why are you here anyway?" she growled.
"I-" he did not finish his sentence, but looked at his sister in horror "Stop that"
"Stop?" she questioned, her voice threatening.
"Shoot him" he said "Shoot, stab whatever, I don't care, just stop... that" he pointed to the room.
"Why should I?" she growled "He's done nothing but hurt me, and this is what he gets!"
"I- I know, but... he's... don't. He's our father-"
"I don't CARE whose father he is!" Wanda screamed "He is going to die!" She turned her whole body to Pietro. And then, the flames that were burning in Magneto's office followed Wanda. They formed a wall in back of her, as if they were an army awaiting the order to attack. The "tornado" she slowed down, and Magneto dropped. Pietro slammed his body against the wall, trying to get as far away as possible.
"Wanda..."
"What?!" she shouted.
"Y-you stopped" Wanda froze. She had not meant to, her powers had been out of control.
"So I did" the twins turned. Magneto was lying on the floor, his body red with blood in most places, and scorched brown in others.
"Is he dead?" Pietro asked, his voice quiet.
"No"
"That can be changed" a voice said, and the two turned to see a blue skinned woman approach them.
**************************************************************************** **** crazyspaceystracey- Thanks!
DemonRogue13- Danke, once again.
IMPORTANT: Just so you know, I added something to chapter 11. It's just Pietro taking his cast off because his arm doesn't hurt anymore unless he stretches it to much.
Okay, you people are getting bad with the REVIEWING!! PLEASE!
Hi y'all, here it is, that long awaited certain battle! So enjoy... unless of course, you're a Magneto fan... **************************************************************************** ****
Wanda was not tired. Sabertooth must have spotted her, because he had led her through an unending maze. But he had not lost her, nor had he discouraged her. And now, probably thinking she was gone, he stopped. Wanda watched him, her pulse rising. They were at a dead end, and there was no ladder leading to the surface.
And then he pressed him finger against the wall. There must have been a button there, because suddenly the "wall" opened and Sabertooth stepped inside a steel room. *Perfect* Wanda thought. And in the next second Sabertooth found he could not move. He felt hi body being rammed against something hard and then...
Wanda tossed him into the sewer passage, stepped inside the room and closed the door.
***
"Down here" Pietro said. Mystique lifted up the sewer cap, and then climbed down. The rest of the Brotherhood followed, and the X-Men went down last.
"Eww" Kitty said "Like, Magneto's nose must not work if he's living down here!"
"It's probably a passage to someplace else" Scott guessed.
"It's still disgusting"
"Quicksilver" Mystique said "Which way?" he shrugged.
"You don't know!!!" Multiple voices shouted.
"I told you, Wanda went into the sewers here and told me to leave. It's not like I followed her and then came back!"
"How do we know which way she went?" Jean asked.
"Well, she was following Sabertooth" Pietro said.
"So how do we know which way Sabertooth went?"
"Um... we could split into groups or something" Lance suggested.
"That sounds good"
"We should do that"
"Yeah" were the generally responses.
"Alright, so we'll split up into two" Scott said and Mystique nodded
"Sounds good to me"
***
Wanda walked through the passageways of Magneto's fortress, fists clenched, growing more anxious by the minute. He was near, she could feel it. She climbed a long flight of stairs to come to a wide hallway. With none of the door being opened, she ripped one off using her powers. It was bedroom. She had to be getting closer.
After exploring the floor, Wanda came to another staircase. She walked up and saw only a narrow passage with three doors. Wanda stopped see if she could sense anything. Someone was in the third room. Wanda knocked on the door.
"I told you not to disturb me!" Magneto's voice shouted from the other side. And then there was a loud crunch of metal. Magneto jumped and turned to see-
"Surprise" she growled.
"Wha-? Wanda?! Why are you-" she silenced him immediately when he suddenly found himself pressed against the ceiling, his body surrounded by blue energy.
"B-but your memory..." Magneto stammered. Wanda's eyes narrowed.
"Yeah, about that" he hit the far wall with a bang.
"Please, Wanda!" he pleaded, anticipating what might happen to him.
"Please? I wasn't sure if you knew that word! I've said 'please' to you on many occasions and you didn't seem to understand!" this time Magneto was brought to the middle of his office, and everything seemed to loose control. Wanda had created a miniature tornado, everything was flying around, and he was caught up in it.
After a few minutes, it stopped, and a bloodied Magneto was suspended in mid air. He groaned, be barraged with desks and chairs had not been good for him, and he could fell parts in his body where he was sure bones had broken. A smirk was working its way across Wanda's lips.
"Having fun father?" he did not answer. There was a pause as Wanda thought and then the "tornado" started again. But Wanda had a little extra something planned. She pulled a box of matches from the crazed room. She lit one, and with a point of her finger the room had turned a bright yellow- orange. Screams soon filled the air, and Wanda laughed. Then, she gained command of the walls, and slowly made the room smaller, and smaller. She laughed again.
"This is very fun father" Wanda called to him "it's a shame we had to wait till now, when it could've been done a long time ago!" The flames grew higher and the room grew smaller.
"Stop!" Magneto shouted, but it was hardly distinguishable from his screams. Wanda laughed again, but this time she was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Wanda?" he gasped, horrified at what was going on before him.
"Pietro?!" she snapped "What are you-"
"What the hell are you doing?" he whispered.
"What do you think I'm doing?" she retorted "Or would you like to see for yourself, firsthand?" Pietro took a step backwards.
"Why are you here anyway?" she growled.
"I-" he did not finish his sentence, but looked at his sister in horror "Stop that"
"Stop?" she questioned, her voice threatening.
"Shoot him" he said "Shoot, stab whatever, I don't care, just stop... that" he pointed to the room.
"Why should I?" she growled "He's done nothing but hurt me, and this is what he gets!"
"I- I know, but... he's... don't. He's our father-"
"I don't CARE whose father he is!" Wanda screamed "He is going to die!" She turned her whole body to Pietro. And then, the flames that were burning in Magneto's office followed Wanda. They formed a wall in back of her, as if they were an army awaiting the order to attack. The "tornado" she slowed down, and Magneto dropped. Pietro slammed his body against the wall, trying to get as far away as possible.
"Wanda..."
"What?!" she shouted.
"Y-you stopped" Wanda froze. She had not meant to, her powers had been out of control.
"So I did" the twins turned. Magneto was lying on the floor, his body red with blood in most places, and scorched brown in others.
"Is he dead?" Pietro asked, his voice quiet.
"No"
"That can be changed" a voice said, and the two turned to see a blue skinned woman approach them.
**************************************************************************** **** crazyspaceystracey- Thanks!
DemonRogue13- Danke, once again.