Wow, it has been a really long time. I felt really badly that no one was reviewing but, at first, I realised that I was being really childish so I have decided, no matter what, that I will finish this story and then after that I got trapped in a web of school work. So, now I'm dedicated to finishing this story.
Chapter 15
After Corina broke the news to him, his face flashed with a quick pang of grief but quickly returned to his normal blank expression. "What do you mean that you call forth death spirits?"
"Witches can call to other witches if there is great enough reason. It doesn't work if you are doing it for no reason. Then again, it is foolish to do anything if you don't have a reason to be doing it." Corina stated calmly as if she was repeating a school lesson to a teacher.
"When did she die?"
"I don't know that. You can't discuss that with the deceased. Only the question that you need to be answered and that had to do with Wanda. Before you ask," as her captor began to interrupt "I cannot summon her again to ask her that question. However, I assume that it was when your children were five years of age…when you finally found them."
"What do mean by that?"
With a small chuckle and slight smirk Corina began to speak. "Didn't it surprise you that no matter how hard you looked, that you couldn't find your wife or your children? When she escaped and gave her children up to the other family, she had enough skill that she could place a small spell on them. It kept you from finding them. When she died, the spell was broken. That would be my assumption of the situation but then again, it is only an assumption."
"Would you tell me more about the witches' guild?" he stated as more of command than a question.
"Well, the only thing I can tell you is that we are a coven not a guild. Other than that, I'm not telling you anything. Secret." Corina smirked as his eyes narrowed.
"You will tell me."
"I don't have to tell you anything."
"When then in that case, this meeting is over." Magneto was furious at this turn of events but could do nothing about it. He knew Mastermind couldn't read her thoughts and that harming her would not turn out to his benefit but he would think of something.
"Ok, well call me if you ever in town, I'll just be going now." Corina tried to make it the door but she wasn't that lucky.
"I don't think so Ms. Silvanus. For now, you will be our guest."
"But I don't want to impose; I'll just be on my way."
"I don't think so." Magneto had a smirk on his face that made Corina raise her eyebrow at him.
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5 minutes later
"This is so annoying." Corina sighed as she was carried over the shoulder of the young boy that had led her down to the office earlier. After a few minutes of refusing to walk and then struggling, Corina was simply picked up and carried the witch. Seeing as how he was bigger and stronger, Corina decided that is wasn't worth the aggravation to fight him.
"I'm sorry, orders you know." The boy seemed more embarrassed about the situation then she did, which again made her laugh.
They arrived back at the cell a short time later and Piotr gently put her down and left her alone in the cell. 'What to do now? I'm stuck here for now and I'm bored. Interesting character, Eric or Magneto or whatever the hell he wants to be called. His wife was right about the fact that you never know what to expect. He is hard to predict and I am not really sure what will happen next in this situation. Demons are so much easier to predict then humans. At least you know what to expect. I mean, really, I'm surprised that I'm not dead yet but for some reason he is being civil…for now.' Corina paced around the cell as she thought about the circumstances of her capture.
Later on in the evening, or what Corina assumed was the evening because of the lack of window, she again heard footsteps coming down the hallway. She laid herself on the bed with her left leg crossed over her bent right knee and whistled as she stared up at the ceiling. The door opened and closed again, as someone came in. "Well, look it's the thief, and to what do I owe this visit to?"
"I brought you something to eat."
"Thank you but what is it?" Corina looked into the bowl that he handed her.
"Soup."
"Yeah, I see that but what kind of soup?"
"Poulet." (Chicken.)
"Thanks." Corina placed the bowl to the side of her bed and looked at the young thief.
"Tell me, where is my bag?"
"What bag?"
"I had a black messenger bag that I would like back."
"I will look into for you."
"Thank you again." Corina watched him as he stood there and looked at her.
"Can I help you with anything else?"
"Non." He said simply.
"Then, may I ask why you are standing there watching me?" He just shrugged as he continued to watch her.
"So, tell me, kid…what is your real name? I remember once that you told me that it was Gambit but I would prefer to know what your given name was."
"Remy."
"Well, Remy, if you are going to stand there and do nothing, would prefer to sit down and do nothing?" He shrugged again, went out of the cell, and came back a few seconds later with a chair and sat down.
"You ain't going to eat that soup are you?" He asked suddenly.
"Probably not," she replied honestly. "But really Remy, what do you want or at least why are here?"
"Guard duty."
"Well, since we are both stuck doing nothing, any suggestions on how to past the time."
"I can think of one." He gave her suggestive look and Corina returned it with a withering glare. "I was only joking."
"Any other suggestions."
"Cards?"
"Eh…why not?" Corina watched carefully as Remy dealt the cards. They played a variety of games with little spoken words between them. After awhile, Remy left with his cards and Corina retuned to her thoughts of her capture and her eventual freedom. She would have to think of something because she was sure that her unharmed status would not remain this way for much longer.
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Well, that chapter is a bit longer then expected but the ending went a bit long. I hoped you liked it and I will post another chapter as soon as I can.
Love ya much,
Aisling3