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QUEEN of Marvel.
Author's Note- Sorry if I butcher the accents. I tried my best. Okay, Mastermind doesn't look like an ape and Gambit looks like his sexy comic book self. Mastermind also looks like his comic book self. Oh, and Wolverine too, since Evo's is just not cool. Or just picture them how you want.
Enjoy!
Chapter Ten-
Pyro chugged on his chosen alcoholic beverage. When he was done, he let out a large belch and crushed the can in his hand. He was sitting in the leather lazy boy chair in front of the TV, in only his underwear (they were briefs) and controlled the two naked women that were made out of flames. Gambit, his fellow comrade just shook his head at the Aussie, while Colossus ignored him.
"Ah, Fostah's, Australian foah beer," he sighed blissfully, opening another can.
"Calm down, homme," Gambit smirked from his solitaire game, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Y' drink anot'er one an' you'll be shittin' clowns f 'r a week."
"Oy only had the shits once!" Pyro defended himself, making the women turn to face Gambit and glare at him.
Gambit's eyes glowed, "Whatever, mon ami. Jus' make sure y' spray air fresh'ner when y' done."
"Oy was sick that week! Food poisoning!" Pyro exclaimed vehemently.
"Jus' shut up and put some pants on," Gambit scowled, "Dat's jus' sick. Remy can see y'r bulge."
"And whoy would ya be starin' at moy bulge foah?" Pyro smirked.
"John, just do us all a favor and put pants on," Colossus said from his corner, not looking up from his doodling.
"*Ahem*"
They all looked up in surprise. The fire women vanished. They shot out of their seats, standing straight and faced the powerful and very dangerous being before them.
"What are you doing?" Magneto hissed. His eyes flickered from Colossus to Gambit (who hastily snuffed the cigarette), to the empty and crushed beer cans, and then to Pyro, who started fidgeting.
"Get in your uniforms, we're going to Xavier's," he told them very coldly. He looked at Pyro once again. "For God's sake, Pyro, put some damn clothes on!"
"Yessir!" Pyro gave a salute and scrambled hurriedly out of the room.
Gambit was in his thieves' armor and brown duster less than ten minutes later, while Colossus was in his uniform. Pyro had his on with his trusty flamethrowers strapped to his back.
Sabretooth stayed behind, since Magneto decided it wouldn't be good for him and his archenemy Logan to meet each other face-to-face. Mastermind followed the others inside the metal orbs that would transport them to the mansion.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Magneto is coming. Please, please be civilized," Charles told all of his students.
"Professor!" Scott cried in disbelief, "What if he tries to kidnap us?! What if he tries to kill you?!"
Charles sighed, kneading his forehead tiredly with his fingertips, "Please Scott, just be civilized. I know Magneto; he will not kill us or kidnap us. He has never tried. To kill at least. This issue concerns him and his team as much as it concerns us."
"The Brotherhood is here," Jean said suddenly, sensing the five members approach the fence.
"What!" Evan shouted indignantly, "Who invited the 'Looserhood'?"
Storm gave her nephew a reproachful look. Charles sighed again, "I did, Evan, since this also concerns them. In fact, the mutant knows about the Brotherhood, so they are in more danger than us right now."
Evan huffed, and crossed his arms over his chest, scowling. Many of the other students shared the same reaction.
"Ororo, will you please let them in?" Charles turned to Storm, who nodded and exited the study.
"Will there be any others?" Amara asked.
"I have warned the Morlocks, but they refused to come out of their sewers. And as you can see, I've also invited Tabitha and Forge," Charles smiled, gesturing to the two mutants.
Storm entered the room again, the Brotherhood trailing after her, and to their surprise (except for Charles's) Magneto and his Acolytes.
"Charles," Magneto greeted with a stiff nod.
"Magnus," Charles greeted back, although his greeting was friendlier.
Magneto was in his red armor and cape; the helmet of course was on his head. The Acolytes stood straight-backed behind him. The Brotherhood sat down at the empty chairs reluctantly, although Pietro stood behind his father with the other Acolytes, careful to keep his face blank.
Wanda however, walked up happily to her father and hugged him. "How are you, Father?"
Magneto looked surprised for a moment, but then he gave her the barest hint of a smile. "Good, Wanda. I trust you are well?"
Wanda nodded and smiled. She turned and sat in the empty chair besides Lance. The X-Men were in shock, but did not say anything. Pietro just gave his father a hard look, but said nothing, since he did not want a death wish.
Charles cleared his throat, "You and the Acolytes may sit down, Magnus."
"They can stand," Magneto said coldly but he summoned a metal chair to him and sat.
Charles cleared his throat again, "Since we are all here then, let's get right on the topic. There is a mutant in Bayville that poses as a threat to us. He, I'm assuming, has killed some mutants in the past. He can enter the dreams of a mutant, and there he kills them. Usually, these dreams are nightmares. Your worst fears possibly. He has possibly showed signs of being a shape-shifter, so he might you might have actually seen him before, but not know it." He took a deep breath, and looked around at the students' shocked faces, "It appears that one of us already had one of these dreams." His eyes flickered over to Pietro, who stiffened.
"Yes," Magneto informed, "Quicksilver has informed me of a message that was left on their answering machine. It whispered 'sweet dreams' in German. I thought it was some sort of idea of one of his jokes at first, but now I guess I was...incorrect."
"Vhy vould it whisper it in German?" asked Kurt curiously.
Magneto sighed, slightly annoyed. "My theory is that because it was said in German was because Pietro and Wanda had lived in Germany before they lived in America."
Pietro gave his father a sharp look, as if he wanted to ask him why he was telling them personal information.
"Although they speak many European languages fluently, that is the most probable reason why he chose German," Magneto explained further.
Kurt turned to Wanda. "Really? You know German?"
Wanda gave him a tiny smile, "Ja."
"Das is groß! Jetzt kann ich jemanden anders haben, Deutsch zu zu sprechen! Wenn Sie nicht bedenken?" Kurt said in excitement. [That is great! Now I can have someone else to speak German to! If you do not mind?]
"Selbstverstädlich nicht," Wanda smiled back. [Of course not]
Pietro interrupted and spoke in an unknown language, "Jel'enedra," he whispered, "Stop this." [Little sister]
"Shh, prala, [brother]" Wanda whispered, walking up to him and placing a finger on his lips. The only people that seemed to understand the language were Kurt and Magneto.
"Tute rakker Romanes? [You speak Romany?]" Kurt asked. Pietro and Wanda turned sharply to stare at Kurt in astonishment. He grinned sheepishly and gave a half-hearted shrug.
"Oh!" Beast exclaimed in sudden understanding, "You're speaking Romany!"
Kurt nodded. Pietro eyes were looking at the ground, his face blank. So was Magneto's.
"Enough of this!" he ordered. "I will discuss with Charles and the other adults about what we are going to do."
Charles nodded. "Yes. Brotherhood, Acolytes, you are free to go to the rec room, or kitchen, or just wander around. You may go now."
The Acolytes were still standing however, and some of the remaining X-Men looked at them in puzzlement. Wanda gave her brother a questioning look as she tugged on his arm, but he stared ahead.
"Leave." Magneto demanded, and then they left.
Magneto sighed and turned back to his old friend. "My Acolytes are not the brightest but they're good fighters. The most intelligent one is Gambit, and he is by far the most useful."
Charles nodded. Logan stared from the corner at Magneto, his hairy arms crossed against his chest, and he chewed on the end of a toothpick. His blue eyes were hard.
"The Brotherhood is welcomed to stay, Magnus," Charles said finally, "they will probably be much safer here than at the boarding house."
Magneto reluctantly nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will tell them so, whether they like it or not. If you would, throw them in the Danger Room for a few minutes? They really need to train."
In his dark corner, Logan smirked. Oh, he would be having fun.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Okies, here's another chapter! Did you like it? Thanks for reviewing: I Am The Anonymous Reviewer, la cour de belles fleurs, rosie, Shao-Archon, sPoOkZ13412, zephyr, Pauline L., and Wind Rider 2000.
bitrona- Yep, it was basically just "You, you, you, you, and YOU" Thanks for reviewing!
You guys rock!
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!
Author's Note- Sorry if I butcher the accents. I tried my best. Okay, Mastermind doesn't look like an ape and Gambit looks like his sexy comic book self. Mastermind also looks like his comic book self. Oh, and Wolverine too, since Evo's is just not cool. Or just picture them how you want.
Enjoy!
Chapter Ten-
Pyro chugged on his chosen alcoholic beverage. When he was done, he let out a large belch and crushed the can in his hand. He was sitting in the leather lazy boy chair in front of the TV, in only his underwear (they were briefs) and controlled the two naked women that were made out of flames. Gambit, his fellow comrade just shook his head at the Aussie, while Colossus ignored him.
"Ah, Fostah's, Australian foah beer," he sighed blissfully, opening another can.
"Calm down, homme," Gambit smirked from his solitaire game, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Y' drink anot'er one an' you'll be shittin' clowns f 'r a week."
"Oy only had the shits once!" Pyro defended himself, making the women turn to face Gambit and glare at him.
Gambit's eyes glowed, "Whatever, mon ami. Jus' make sure y' spray air fresh'ner when y' done."
"Oy was sick that week! Food poisoning!" Pyro exclaimed vehemently.
"Jus' shut up and put some pants on," Gambit scowled, "Dat's jus' sick. Remy can see y'r bulge."
"And whoy would ya be starin' at moy bulge foah?" Pyro smirked.
"John, just do us all a favor and put pants on," Colossus said from his corner, not looking up from his doodling.
"*Ahem*"
They all looked up in surprise. The fire women vanished. They shot out of their seats, standing straight and faced the powerful and very dangerous being before them.
"What are you doing?" Magneto hissed. His eyes flickered from Colossus to Gambit (who hastily snuffed the cigarette), to the empty and crushed beer cans, and then to Pyro, who started fidgeting.
"Get in your uniforms, we're going to Xavier's," he told them very coldly. He looked at Pyro once again. "For God's sake, Pyro, put some damn clothes on!"
"Yessir!" Pyro gave a salute and scrambled hurriedly out of the room.
Gambit was in his thieves' armor and brown duster less than ten minutes later, while Colossus was in his uniform. Pyro had his on with his trusty flamethrowers strapped to his back.
Sabretooth stayed behind, since Magneto decided it wouldn't be good for him and his archenemy Logan to meet each other face-to-face. Mastermind followed the others inside the metal orbs that would transport them to the mansion.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Magneto is coming. Please, please be civilized," Charles told all of his students.
"Professor!" Scott cried in disbelief, "What if he tries to kidnap us?! What if he tries to kill you?!"
Charles sighed, kneading his forehead tiredly with his fingertips, "Please Scott, just be civilized. I know Magneto; he will not kill us or kidnap us. He has never tried. To kill at least. This issue concerns him and his team as much as it concerns us."
"The Brotherhood is here," Jean said suddenly, sensing the five members approach the fence.
"What!" Evan shouted indignantly, "Who invited the 'Looserhood'?"
Storm gave her nephew a reproachful look. Charles sighed again, "I did, Evan, since this also concerns them. In fact, the mutant knows about the Brotherhood, so they are in more danger than us right now."
Evan huffed, and crossed his arms over his chest, scowling. Many of the other students shared the same reaction.
"Ororo, will you please let them in?" Charles turned to Storm, who nodded and exited the study.
"Will there be any others?" Amara asked.
"I have warned the Morlocks, but they refused to come out of their sewers. And as you can see, I've also invited Tabitha and Forge," Charles smiled, gesturing to the two mutants.
Storm entered the room again, the Brotherhood trailing after her, and to their surprise (except for Charles's) Magneto and his Acolytes.
"Charles," Magneto greeted with a stiff nod.
"Magnus," Charles greeted back, although his greeting was friendlier.
Magneto was in his red armor and cape; the helmet of course was on his head. The Acolytes stood straight-backed behind him. The Brotherhood sat down at the empty chairs reluctantly, although Pietro stood behind his father with the other Acolytes, careful to keep his face blank.
Wanda however, walked up happily to her father and hugged him. "How are you, Father?"
Magneto looked surprised for a moment, but then he gave her the barest hint of a smile. "Good, Wanda. I trust you are well?"
Wanda nodded and smiled. She turned and sat in the empty chair besides Lance. The X-Men were in shock, but did not say anything. Pietro just gave his father a hard look, but said nothing, since he did not want a death wish.
Charles cleared his throat, "You and the Acolytes may sit down, Magnus."
"They can stand," Magneto said coldly but he summoned a metal chair to him and sat.
Charles cleared his throat again, "Since we are all here then, let's get right on the topic. There is a mutant in Bayville that poses as a threat to us. He, I'm assuming, has killed some mutants in the past. He can enter the dreams of a mutant, and there he kills them. Usually, these dreams are nightmares. Your worst fears possibly. He has possibly showed signs of being a shape-shifter, so he might you might have actually seen him before, but not know it." He took a deep breath, and looked around at the students' shocked faces, "It appears that one of us already had one of these dreams." His eyes flickered over to Pietro, who stiffened.
"Yes," Magneto informed, "Quicksilver has informed me of a message that was left on their answering machine. It whispered 'sweet dreams' in German. I thought it was some sort of idea of one of his jokes at first, but now I guess I was...incorrect."
"Vhy vould it whisper it in German?" asked Kurt curiously.
Magneto sighed, slightly annoyed. "My theory is that because it was said in German was because Pietro and Wanda had lived in Germany before they lived in America."
Pietro gave his father a sharp look, as if he wanted to ask him why he was telling them personal information.
"Although they speak many European languages fluently, that is the most probable reason why he chose German," Magneto explained further.
Kurt turned to Wanda. "Really? You know German?"
Wanda gave him a tiny smile, "Ja."
"Das is groß! Jetzt kann ich jemanden anders haben, Deutsch zu zu sprechen! Wenn Sie nicht bedenken?" Kurt said in excitement. [That is great! Now I can have someone else to speak German to! If you do not mind?]
"Selbstverstädlich nicht," Wanda smiled back. [Of course not]
Pietro interrupted and spoke in an unknown language, "Jel'enedra," he whispered, "Stop this." [Little sister]
"Shh, prala, [brother]" Wanda whispered, walking up to him and placing a finger on his lips. The only people that seemed to understand the language were Kurt and Magneto.
"Tute rakker Romanes? [You speak Romany?]" Kurt asked. Pietro and Wanda turned sharply to stare at Kurt in astonishment. He grinned sheepishly and gave a half-hearted shrug.
"Oh!" Beast exclaimed in sudden understanding, "You're speaking Romany!"
Kurt nodded. Pietro eyes were looking at the ground, his face blank. So was Magneto's.
"Enough of this!" he ordered. "I will discuss with Charles and the other adults about what we are going to do."
Charles nodded. "Yes. Brotherhood, Acolytes, you are free to go to the rec room, or kitchen, or just wander around. You may go now."
The Acolytes were still standing however, and some of the remaining X-Men looked at them in puzzlement. Wanda gave her brother a questioning look as she tugged on his arm, but he stared ahead.
"Leave." Magneto demanded, and then they left.
Magneto sighed and turned back to his old friend. "My Acolytes are not the brightest but they're good fighters. The most intelligent one is Gambit, and he is by far the most useful."
Charles nodded. Logan stared from the corner at Magneto, his hairy arms crossed against his chest, and he chewed on the end of a toothpick. His blue eyes were hard.
"The Brotherhood is welcomed to stay, Magnus," Charles said finally, "they will probably be much safer here than at the boarding house."
Magneto reluctantly nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will tell them so, whether they like it or not. If you would, throw them in the Danger Room for a few minutes? They really need to train."
In his dark corner, Logan smirked. Oh, he would be having fun.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Okies, here's another chapter! Did you like it? Thanks for reviewing: I Am The Anonymous Reviewer, la cour de belles fleurs, rosie, Shao-Archon, sPoOkZ13412, zephyr, Pauline L., and Wind Rider 2000.
bitrona- Yep, it was basically just "You, you, you, you, and YOU" Thanks for reviewing!
You guys rock!
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!
