Chapter Six: Trouble's a-brewing...

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing Marvel, and nothing Shakespearean either.

Someone reviewed! ^_^ Yay! I'm sorry for taking so long! I actually experienced some "Hmm, what should I do with this story now?" feelings, then I remembered that I didn't start this to insert Anya in to the Evolution storyline; I inserted her to DESTROY it. ^_^ With that goal in mind, I move forward.

Enjoy!

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The next day, Anya was late for class. The students were all assembled in their seats, whispering nervously.

"I don't know what we should do. If we leave, the teacher might blow a fuse!" Rogue whispered nervously to Kitty, who was sitting beside her.

"Yeah, like totally." Kitty glanced up to the teachers desk, which was still empty.

"Hey, maybe she canceled class and forgot to tell us." Lance suggested, resting his elbows on Kitty's desk.

"Oh, like that would happen." Kitty replied, rolling her eyes.

"Do you have any better ideas?" Todd asked, sitting idly on his desk. Out of the entire classroom, he was the only one who didn't seem concerned.

"How can you just sit there like that?" Jean asked, turning to him. "Even Tabitha is more concerned than you!"

"Let her be, then." Todd tilted his head back to snap at a fly on the ceiling.

"Uug, gross." Kitty made a face, turning away.

Finally, Pietro stood up.

"If she's not coming, I'm not waiting any more! I'm out of here!" He made a dash for the door, but regrettably, she was coming. Just as Pietro reached for the door, the entire door blew outward, sending pieces flying across the room. The doorway itself bent inward, and the entire building began to shake violently.

"LANCE!" Kitty yelled. "Cut it out!"

"I'm not d-d-d-doing it!" He protested, trying to hang on to his desk to stop himself from vibrating.

Anya strode in to the room, and the windows began to shatter. But before the shards of glass fell from their frames, all was still. Students began to peek up from behind their desks.

"Wh—what's going on?" Jean asked, cautiously rising to her feet. Anya opened her eyes to glare at Jean in such a way that you could almost see the anger bubbling around Anya.

"If I am condemned to be eternally confined to this pathetic excuse for a universe—" She paused to sweep her cold gaze across the room. "—Then the rest of you shall join me in this living hell!"

A bubble of power generated by Anya knocked everything back, causing students and desks to fly against the wall, cracking the chalkboards, and causing the shards of glass from the damaged windows to fly outward.

With that, Anya turned around and stalked out of the room, with a miniature earthquake in her wake.

"That does it!" Kitty exclaimed, sitting up out of a pile of rubble. "I am dropping Latin!"

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Back at the mansion, Scott and Kurt were training together. Today's incident was troubling Scott greatly, and he dared to mention it to Kurt.

"Hey, Kurt, did our Latin teacher seem... I dunno, different to you today?" He asked, already mentally condemning himself for phrasing it like that.

"You mean Miss Lehnsherr?" he asked from where he was dangling from the ceiling.

"Yeah." Scott nodded as Kurt dropped to the ground, landing neatly in front of Scott.

"Well, she seemed a lot angrier..." Kurt said thoughtfully. "And she nearly destroyed our class room..." He paused again. "But other then that, no."

"What do you think made her so mad?" Scott asked, as Kurt leapt from one wall to another rhythmically.

"Well, it wasn't me. I haven't talked to her since she said I had to write a report to date her."

"What?" Scott asked in disbelief. "Write a paper?"

"Yeah. Fifty pages." He frowned. "In Latin."

"Well, if you ask me, you should give up the thought of dating her. Not only is she out of your age group, she might be hazardous to your health."

"Yeah..." Kurt said with a deep sigh, agreeing, yet seeming to disagree as well.

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Anya, meanwhile, had decided that if she was going to stay in this universe, she was going to be comfortable. She had decided that the best idea was to go to the Magneto of this universe and demand the very best accommodations.

Yet, she hesitated. It would be immensely more pleasurable to return to the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants and demand board from them. Sure, their house looked like it might collapse at any given moment, but it would be interesting to see how they would react to her demands.

And that is precisely where she went.

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She had just finished explaining to them that she expected them to do. She had gathered them all {"all" being Toad, Blob, Avalanche, Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, Boom-boom and even Mystique, who was not with the brotherhood at this moment} in the living room, and had told them that since she was going to be staying there, she would want them to improve the living conditions... Just a little bit.

"Are you insane? It would take them years to make that kind of improvements." Mystique growled. "And I don't see why I'm even here."

Anya opened an eye to smile at Mystique.

"Because I want you to suffer with me, dearie."

Mystique felt as though her blood went cold when Anya answered.

"But why here, Miss Lehnsherr?" Lance asked, trying to make some sense of this. "I mean, with your power, you could be anywhere you want."

Anya moved her gaze to him. "Yes, and this is where I want to be."

They looked at each other, completely baffled. Quicksilver, for once, did not have a smart aleck remark to retort at her.

"Are you going to challenge me?" She asked mildly, and no one responded. She waited for several minutes while the evil mutants just shifted uncomfortably, and exchanged nervous glances.

"Good, then I shall assume that you have no objections to my command."

"Now wait just a minute! I refuse to be under your command!" Mystique declared, stepping forward. "You have no right to come in here and tell us what to do!"

"It was nice knowing ya." Pietro said to Mystique, as he and the others began to back away cautiously.

"You have decided to challenge my authority?" Anya asked mildly, obviously not surprised, but seeming to be pleased with this development.

"I refuse to be bossed around by some interloper!" Mystique declared, and moved forward as though to attack Anya, but froze in place.

"As a warning to you, Ms. Darkholme, I hate each and every person in this universe personally. It would not be wise for you to move yourself up on my list of foes, do you not agree?" Anya said calmly, seeming to feel that this was a therapeutic way to relieve her stress.

Mystique made a struggling sort of noise, then fell to the ground gasping for air.

"Good moves, sis, but I got a question for you." Pietro said, zipping around Mystique to lean his elbow on Anya's shoulder. "Just a quick one, no big deal."

"Really." Anya opened one eye to look at Pietro. "What ever could it be?"

Pietro had the vague feeling that he had just been insulted, but brushed it aside.

"So where were you when me and Wanda were born? I don't exactly remember ever having a big sister before." He questioned, removing his elbow from Anya's shoulder. She was taller than him, and thus he had to reach upward to do that, and was rightly embarrassed by it.

"There are more things in this earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, dear Pietro." Her mouth twitched upward in a very evil smirk. "I believe it's time for my second visit to Charles Xavier."

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Oh no! Back to the X-men we go! ...... Look forward to the next chapter! Yay!