Magda's Story: Part 1
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I met Erik Lensherr when I was.. confined to the same living quarters during the war, I still remember the scared, sad little boy he used to be. Perhaps, in some small delusional part of me, I still see him that way, all alone, and in need of someone, despite his protests, to love him. I know now that that boy is lost forever, buried, no crushed under the weight of the too many bad memories. But back then, I foolishly retained hope, that if I kept trying to reach him, kept loving him, he'd return to the person he was.
***Flashback***
"Why are you crying?" The older boy jerked and hurriedly wiped his eyes.
"I'm not. Why are you so nosy?" He snapped. Tears filled my eyes.
"I was..just." He narrowed his eyes at me.
"Look, I want to be alone, just go away," He turned away from me. "Oh no, you're hurt" I grabbed the edge of his, apparently-not-red shirt.
"I'm .fine" I may have been young, but I recognized a crying-voice-break anywhere.
"But you're bleeding"
"It's not mine, just leave me alone!" he didn't sound very convincing, especially when his last words came out rather wavery. It also didn't help, that in the middle of glaring at me, he began to cry.
"Let go of my shirt," I answered by planting myself on top of his legs, preventing escape.
"No, you're sad, and I don't want you to be, you should be happy"
"Happy? In this place? Are you insane?"
"My papa says that.hey, where is your papa and mama?"
***End flashback***
This was the first step towards Magneto, his first major loss, but not his last. Years later, after the two American men rescued us, we were married and soon after were the proud parents of a baby girl, who we named Anya. She was quickest thing I'd ever seen Erik bond to. He loved her more than life itself, which, whilst wonderful, can also be dangerous. Erik had always had a talent for controlling metal, and whilst he kept his gift well hidden, it was just a matter of time before someone found out. Unfortunately, that someone was the so-called Friends Of Humanity.
***Flashback***
I had been in the kitchen preparing desert for later that day. Anya stood on a chair and leaned against the counter 'helping' me, by licking all discarded utensils clear of their chocolaty goodness.
"Mama, when's Papa coming home?" I could feel myself smiling at that, the 7th time she's asked me since he'd left for work that morning.
"Soon sweetheart" I replied. The sound of the door opening behind us caused Anya to squeal in delight, as she hopped off her chair and ran as fast as her little legs would carry her. But I could hear no greetings. I didn't even have time to turn around before I was knocked unconscious.
When I came to, I was on the street outside. Night had fallen, but it wasn't dark, it was the middle of winter, but it was surprisingly hot. A stirring alerted me to the presence of Erik, who seemed as baffled as I was to what was going on. That's when I turned to face the sight that would remain with me the rest of my life. Our cozy 2 story house was now a blazing inferno, with Anya nowhere in sight.
"Maggie, where's Anya?" The question echoed through my mind. A cruel laugh pervaded my thoughts
"For a superior being, you're not that bright, are you Erik?" A man dressed from head to toe in black, face covered with a mask approached us. Sereval more appeared from the darkness. "Don't worry, we know exactly where she is. She's exactly where she should be, locked away in her room."
"No, no, no, no, no, NO, NO!" I realize I'm hysterical, but I don't care.
"No, ANYA!" Erik called to the house, and began to scramble towards it. So focused on his task, he didn't notice the 2 FOH members before it was too late. He lay dazed on the ground after two particularly hard hits, but didn't hesitate to get back up.
"Let me pass or die" he hissed. The FOH group laughed. The assumed leader spoke up
"You've been unconscious for a good couple of hours Erik, your abomination of a child has long since perished."
"You're lying, let me pass" He began forward, expecting an attack. The leader waved them away.
"Let him pass, it'll do him no good, maybe if we're lucky, he'll die too" Erik didn't wait for the end of the sentence, he bolted into the inferno.
It seemed like an eternity waiting, much in shock to move, for him to return.
The building that was once our home began to crumble and I thought that I'd lost them both. That was, until a near by street sign decided to uproot itself and implant itself through the leaders chest.
He stared in shock at the metal pole sticking out of his torso, but I'm pretty sure he was mostly dead by then, it got him straight through the heart, or so I guessed from the red heart shaped organ adorning the end of the pole.
I saw Erik next holding something wrapped in blankets, the fire in his eyes almost brighter than the one that had claimed our home. The other friends of humanity people realized to late what was happening. I'd never seen a human brain before that night, and I hoped to never again. Sirens sounded in the distance, and Erik, once he was sure every FOH member was dead, hurriedly grabbed me by the arm and we ran.
***End Flashback***
Authors note:
Thanks go out to Nari, for reminding me that, yes this story does still exist and no I haven't posted in a while, Evolutionary Spider, you have her to thank for me actually posting this half chapter before the rest was written, and to all my reviewers, I wouldn't have continued if I didn't know that people were enjoying it, cause I know what happens, but that you all wanted to know too? You can all thank yourselves for this too. Gosh listen to me, I sound like I've just won an Academy award or something (I'd like to thank the academy *sniff sob*.).
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I met Erik Lensherr when I was.. confined to the same living quarters during the war, I still remember the scared, sad little boy he used to be. Perhaps, in some small delusional part of me, I still see him that way, all alone, and in need of someone, despite his protests, to love him. I know now that that boy is lost forever, buried, no crushed under the weight of the too many bad memories. But back then, I foolishly retained hope, that if I kept trying to reach him, kept loving him, he'd return to the person he was.
***Flashback***
"Why are you crying?" The older boy jerked and hurriedly wiped his eyes.
"I'm not. Why are you so nosy?" He snapped. Tears filled my eyes.
"I was..just." He narrowed his eyes at me.
"Look, I want to be alone, just go away," He turned away from me. "Oh no, you're hurt" I grabbed the edge of his, apparently-not-red shirt.
"I'm .fine" I may have been young, but I recognized a crying-voice-break anywhere.
"But you're bleeding"
"It's not mine, just leave me alone!" he didn't sound very convincing, especially when his last words came out rather wavery. It also didn't help, that in the middle of glaring at me, he began to cry.
"Let go of my shirt," I answered by planting myself on top of his legs, preventing escape.
"No, you're sad, and I don't want you to be, you should be happy"
"Happy? In this place? Are you insane?"
"My papa says that.hey, where is your papa and mama?"
***End flashback***
This was the first step towards Magneto, his first major loss, but not his last. Years later, after the two American men rescued us, we were married and soon after were the proud parents of a baby girl, who we named Anya. She was quickest thing I'd ever seen Erik bond to. He loved her more than life itself, which, whilst wonderful, can also be dangerous. Erik had always had a talent for controlling metal, and whilst he kept his gift well hidden, it was just a matter of time before someone found out. Unfortunately, that someone was the so-called Friends Of Humanity.
***Flashback***
I had been in the kitchen preparing desert for later that day. Anya stood on a chair and leaned against the counter 'helping' me, by licking all discarded utensils clear of their chocolaty goodness.
"Mama, when's Papa coming home?" I could feel myself smiling at that, the 7th time she's asked me since he'd left for work that morning.
"Soon sweetheart" I replied. The sound of the door opening behind us caused Anya to squeal in delight, as she hopped off her chair and ran as fast as her little legs would carry her. But I could hear no greetings. I didn't even have time to turn around before I was knocked unconscious.
When I came to, I was on the street outside. Night had fallen, but it wasn't dark, it was the middle of winter, but it was surprisingly hot. A stirring alerted me to the presence of Erik, who seemed as baffled as I was to what was going on. That's when I turned to face the sight that would remain with me the rest of my life. Our cozy 2 story house was now a blazing inferno, with Anya nowhere in sight.
"Maggie, where's Anya?" The question echoed through my mind. A cruel laugh pervaded my thoughts
"For a superior being, you're not that bright, are you Erik?" A man dressed from head to toe in black, face covered with a mask approached us. Sereval more appeared from the darkness. "Don't worry, we know exactly where she is. She's exactly where she should be, locked away in her room."
"No, no, no, no, no, NO, NO!" I realize I'm hysterical, but I don't care.
"No, ANYA!" Erik called to the house, and began to scramble towards it. So focused on his task, he didn't notice the 2 FOH members before it was too late. He lay dazed on the ground after two particularly hard hits, but didn't hesitate to get back up.
"Let me pass or die" he hissed. The FOH group laughed. The assumed leader spoke up
"You've been unconscious for a good couple of hours Erik, your abomination of a child has long since perished."
"You're lying, let me pass" He began forward, expecting an attack. The leader waved them away.
"Let him pass, it'll do him no good, maybe if we're lucky, he'll die too" Erik didn't wait for the end of the sentence, he bolted into the inferno.
It seemed like an eternity waiting, much in shock to move, for him to return.
The building that was once our home began to crumble and I thought that I'd lost them both. That was, until a near by street sign decided to uproot itself and implant itself through the leaders chest.
He stared in shock at the metal pole sticking out of his torso, but I'm pretty sure he was mostly dead by then, it got him straight through the heart, or so I guessed from the red heart shaped organ adorning the end of the pole.
I saw Erik next holding something wrapped in blankets, the fire in his eyes almost brighter than the one that had claimed our home. The other friends of humanity people realized to late what was happening. I'd never seen a human brain before that night, and I hoped to never again. Sirens sounded in the distance, and Erik, once he was sure every FOH member was dead, hurriedly grabbed me by the arm and we ran.
***End Flashback***
Authors note:
Thanks go out to Nari, for reminding me that, yes this story does still exist and no I haven't posted in a while, Evolutionary Spider, you have her to thank for me actually posting this half chapter before the rest was written, and to all my reviewers, I wouldn't have continued if I didn't know that people were enjoying it, cause I know what happens, but that you all wanted to know too? You can all thank yourselves for this too. Gosh listen to me, I sound like I've just won an Academy award or something (I'd like to thank the academy *sniff sob*.).