"So what are you doing today?" Asked Sarah as she slowly molded brownie batter to a glass pan.

"Oh..um...just hanging out with a friend." Eva grabbed a yogurt from the fridge before running to her room to avoid more questions. She wasn't in the mood for explanations now, she was just trying to get rid of the headache the threatened to take over her head.

But she snapped her fingers in remembrance as she turned swiftly and asked, "Is Dad going into work today?" Her mother waited a moment before answering, "Yes...but he's not leaving until noon. I guess that's the only decent part about working on a Saturday."

"Right." Eva sighed so deeply that she could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Her mother didn't notice the wave of nervousness that washed over her as she looked at her watch.

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"Ouch! The little brat bit me!" Growled Sabertooth as he raised his hand to the squirming child he was holding by the collar.

"Don't." Stated Magneto simply as he looked at the Cat man and his hostage sternly. "Take him downstairs and for heaven's sake make sure the door is locked." He said with an annoyed complexion.

The child struggled under his soccer uniform as he silently wished he hadn't run off from the park after his game. After going through several doors they fell upon a closed room with no windows, no vents, just a solid square that was as bland as anything else could be. As the boy was shoved into the room with no lighting and he had to adjust his eyes before he noticed a small figure sitting in the corner nearby. He shut the door angrily behind him and he and the figure were left alone.

"Hi." He boy greeted.

"Hi." Said the girl little girl in the corner still wearing her pajamas sniffing through her tears.

The three villains we all know so well were sitting in deranged silence when Magneto finally clenched his teeth with an comment where his annoyance was clearly showing through.

"We need the other girl before we can begin making phone calls...where is he?" No one had an answer for this, but Mystique and Sabertooth looked at eachother from across the table with a knowing look.

"Mortimer may need...a little help with his assignment." Suggested Mystique.

"How so?" Snapped Magneto.

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Toad sat impatiently on the thick branch of a pine tree at the beginning of the street. It was easy to stay out of sight there, and seeing as how the property didn't belong to anyone it was easy to see why it was quickly becoming his new favorite place to reside.
But he didn't have time to think about that now. Too many other complicating thoughts were running through his mind, and all at the same time they charged his brain like some metal clog. His breath caught in this throat as he saw her coming out of her house. With her arms folded protectively across her chest and her hair pulled up despite the oncoming cold weather he had never known anything so beautiful. That was until moments later a man figure followed her out the doorway. He gray head looked down on her with an illuminating pride that made his realize he could only be one person.

Robert Jackson himself.

And suddenly Toad wondered what the big deal was about this guy anyway. He told jokes that was making his daughter laugh, he made promises he kept. Why was he going through all of this just to get him to sign some stupid piece of paper?

But wait. Was he even going to go through this? He pictured the possible approaches to the situation but none of them left him pleased. Was he really going to kidnap this girl, hold her hostage, terrify her parents,...? But then what was going to happen? Magneto never actually stated what they were going to do when they had gotten what they wanted...so what then?
Then where was the happy ending where he forgot about everything and left his tree, left this down, disappeared, and never returned to the brotherhood again.

Yeah right like someone like him could have a normal life.

What other options did he have?

Before he mentally answer that question two cars had pulled along her street, and taking their time as they slowly made their way down the street Toad had a bad feeling.

It was after all a dead end street.

He squinted and looked ahead, he couldn't see anyone in the boarded up cars but he could tell each of them had been through their own share of adventures. They each squeaked and spurted up the small hill and parked across the street from her house nearly taking the curb with them. Yet no movement came from either car. He swallowed hard.

Something was wrong.

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"OK Dad have a good day." She said for exaggeration for about the fifth time.

"If I didn't know any better I would say your trying to get rid of me." Said Robert suspiciously.

"Dad, come on I'm just waiting for a friend..."

He laughed at his daughter's impatience. "OK then, I'll see you around seven when I get home." And quickly placing a kiss on Eva cheek he headed for his vehicle now begging to be drived. Eva sighed and stared at her watch continuously. She furrowed her brow in confusion as she noticed the two strange cars parked along side the street.
Steeping off the porch and into the damp grass she saw two figures get out of one car, and three get out of the other. Not even hesitating they headed towards her home. Looking around Eva assumed they were lost or had the wrong address for their destination.

"May I help you?" She asked with her head titled to the side desperately trying to ignore the tingling she felt in her head.

One of the figures had his head covered in a ragged sweatshirt and hands wrapped in gloves, similar to the others around him taking a step back she was about to repeat the question but before she could say another word a firm punch hit the side of her face sending her to the ground and into a quick trip of unconsiness

"Hey what the hell? Get away from her!" Screamed Robert Jackson to the five figures as they hovered over his unmoving daughter. Dropping his briefcase and running toward the scene was stopped short as one of the figures stuck out a calm and steady hand and small yet powerful fireball exploded from it sending Robert flying three feet in the air before landing violently on his back.

But before he could get himself to register what was going on another figure appeared into his sights sending punches and kicks toward the figures that were quickly sending themselves into defensive positions. Crawling to his already sore knees he began to make his way to the still unmoving figure that was his daughter.

"Eva!" He called as loudly as his voice would allow. Apparently we was louder than he thought because two heads turned his way and looked at eachother before walking toward him.

Inside Sarah had heard what sounded like an explosion and rushed to the window to explore and see the source of the noise. The sight of her husband and daughter lying on the ground surrounded by five face covered people and one short man who appeared to have green skin...? nearly stopped her heart but before she started screaming and running for the door she reached for the phone.
Dialing under her shaking fingers she could hear Robert calling out to their daughter who from what Sarah could tell was beginning to shake her head and reach for her face as she began to sit up. A distant and faraway voice reached her ears:

"911 do you have an emergency...?"

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Do you have an emergency? I know I do...it's called writer's block! Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long as I think it will. But...anyway try to guess the characters I'm about to throw into the mix, although I believe most lifeless wonders like myself will already have an idea!