"I have a proposition for you." Magneto had said.
"What?" Ling asked, not very interested. She knew where her loyalties lied.
"I know you used to work for Stryker, my dear." Magneto said in practically a whisper.
Only the tight ropes that bound her kept Ling from strangling Magneto.
"Don't. Ever. Remind me of him again!" She hissed. Too many horrible memories came flooding back at the mention of Stryker. Ling looked away, trying hard to keep the tears from springing into her eyes.
"I hate this!" She thought. "I'm tougher than this! Why does the mention of that man make me so mad?"
"Because you're human," said another voice, "and humans feel."
"Well, anyways, I know you were one of his best assassins. Of course, you lost your partner due to that oaf Wolverine, but I'm sure you can do fine solo. If you'll work for us, then I'll give you anything you want. It should be easy for you, considering that this was your old job. You can have a place to stay, thousands of dollars, and a place in the new world that we will bring, where mutants rule-"
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"No. I won't join you. And my partner's name was Yuriko Oyama, you jerk. OK, you've asked me your proposal. Now will you let me go? Or is it not part of the 'new world order' treatment?" Ling said angrily. Her temper was high, and the bringing up of all these people in the past was not improving it either.
Pyro's lips curled into a smile. He obviously was enjoying this. He hasn't seen many people stand up to Magneto (except Professor Xavier) and trash him like that and still look confident. He was beginning to like this girl. She had spunk.
"No one," Magneto began slowly and angrily, "speaks to Magneto like that and gets away with it!"
"Oh yeah?" Ling jeered, "Looks like that's exactly what I'm doing! By the way, you're speaking about yourself in third person. Is that normal for an insane person?" For some reason, she felt good when trashing Magneto. She needed to vent out her hatred at evil guys at, well, an evil guy. And Magneto seemed like just the type. World domination, pah! Humans will always rule the planet no matter what mutants do. There are too many regular people around, and new babies are born every second. Besides, although Ling has good reasons to thoroughly hate humans, she still likes most of them.
Pyro frowned. Magneto needed to hear this, but this was going a little too far. If she keeps on raving like this, she may get herself killed.
"Okay boys and girls," Pyro said in his best adult tone, "let's leave the shouting till we land, 'cause I really don't want to distract Mystique and make her crash the helicopter."
Magneto pointed his fist towards Ling and motioned with his hands the "come here" signal. Ling didn't budge an inch. He tried again but with no avail.
"I have no metal on my body." Ling pointed out.
Magneto sat back in his seat, grumbling about how young people just don't respect their elders enough.
Ling somehow managed to sit herself up. Her hair was all in her face now, and she couldn't see anything. She pointed one loose finger up towards her face and squirted a shot of water at her hair. The pressure flipped her silky black hair away from her face.
Ling looked at Pyro on the other side of her, and she realized that she owed thanks to him.
Thank you. She mouthed to him.
You're welcome. He mouthed back. Then he winked at her.
Ling was puzzled at the wink. What's that supposed to mean? She strained her memory to try and remember what winking meant. She couldn't remember. It was just one of the things she lost.
They landed into Magneto's complex with a smooth THUMP, and Magneto put a metal necklace thing on her neck. Then he and Pyro untied her. She immediately started to break for it, but Magneto choked her and dragged her back using the necklace.
Later, Mystique put a tight metal bracelet on her and removed the necklace.
"That way," Mystique said with a smirk, "We won't have to worry about you running away, now would we?"
"Oh yeah, I'm really looking forward to NOT running away." Ling said sarcastically. But Ling knew that she was in for trouble now. She almost regretted insulting Magneto, because she knew what he was capable of. He was even willing to sacrifice Rogue's life for "the good of all mutants" instead of just sacrificing his own cowardly skin.
"Hello, dear."
Oh no.
"Now, you remember that conversation on the helicopter? Well, if you had agreed to my proposition, I would have forgiven you for your little outburst. Don't worry, I'll offer it to you again, but this time, I think you may need a little convincing." Magneto's eyes gleamed wildly at the word "convincing."
Ling felt extreme fear, because she had felt the whip before, and it was no party. And that look in Magneto's eyes-it was a look of pure malice. And Ling was sure that Magneto was about to make her life a living hell. Ling couldn't help herself, she started to tremble in fear. Her brown eyes were wide, and they reflected of all the fear she had felt in her life.
"Ah!" Ling cried as she was thrown to the cold stone walls of her cell. She hit the wall headfirst, and she tasted blood streaming down from her forehead.
The metal bracelet is letting him do this. Ling thought bitterly. She was in utter pain, and it didn't comfort her knowing that more was coming.
"No, this can't be happening. Not again!" Ling whispered to no one.
Then she was reeled around and hit her back on the hard, merciless ceiling. Then Magneto just let her drop down to the floor.
Ling could feel the terrible pain, more pain that in her mutations, and suddenly, she felt a single minded urge to kill Magneto. Not because he had caused her pain, but because he was a mutant. And she knew the urge was not controlled by her.
"What?" Ling asked, not very interested. She knew where her loyalties lied.
"I know you used to work for Stryker, my dear." Magneto said in practically a whisper.
Only the tight ropes that bound her kept Ling from strangling Magneto.
"Don't. Ever. Remind me of him again!" She hissed. Too many horrible memories came flooding back at the mention of Stryker. Ling looked away, trying hard to keep the tears from springing into her eyes.
"I hate this!" She thought. "I'm tougher than this! Why does the mention of that man make me so mad?"
"Because you're human," said another voice, "and humans feel."
"Well, anyways, I know you were one of his best assassins. Of course, you lost your partner due to that oaf Wolverine, but I'm sure you can do fine solo. If you'll work for us, then I'll give you anything you want. It should be easy for you, considering that this was your old job. You can have a place to stay, thousands of dollars, and a place in the new world that we will bring, where mutants rule-"
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"No. I won't join you. And my partner's name was Yuriko Oyama, you jerk. OK, you've asked me your proposal. Now will you let me go? Or is it not part of the 'new world order' treatment?" Ling said angrily. Her temper was high, and the bringing up of all these people in the past was not improving it either.
Pyro's lips curled into a smile. He obviously was enjoying this. He hasn't seen many people stand up to Magneto (except Professor Xavier) and trash him like that and still look confident. He was beginning to like this girl. She had spunk.
"No one," Magneto began slowly and angrily, "speaks to Magneto like that and gets away with it!"
"Oh yeah?" Ling jeered, "Looks like that's exactly what I'm doing! By the way, you're speaking about yourself in third person. Is that normal for an insane person?" For some reason, she felt good when trashing Magneto. She needed to vent out her hatred at evil guys at, well, an evil guy. And Magneto seemed like just the type. World domination, pah! Humans will always rule the planet no matter what mutants do. There are too many regular people around, and new babies are born every second. Besides, although Ling has good reasons to thoroughly hate humans, she still likes most of them.
Pyro frowned. Magneto needed to hear this, but this was going a little too far. If she keeps on raving like this, she may get herself killed.
"Okay boys and girls," Pyro said in his best adult tone, "let's leave the shouting till we land, 'cause I really don't want to distract Mystique and make her crash the helicopter."
Magneto pointed his fist towards Ling and motioned with his hands the "come here" signal. Ling didn't budge an inch. He tried again but with no avail.
"I have no metal on my body." Ling pointed out.
Magneto sat back in his seat, grumbling about how young people just don't respect their elders enough.
Ling somehow managed to sit herself up. Her hair was all in her face now, and she couldn't see anything. She pointed one loose finger up towards her face and squirted a shot of water at her hair. The pressure flipped her silky black hair away from her face.
Ling looked at Pyro on the other side of her, and she realized that she owed thanks to him.
Thank you. She mouthed to him.
You're welcome. He mouthed back. Then he winked at her.
Ling was puzzled at the wink. What's that supposed to mean? She strained her memory to try and remember what winking meant. She couldn't remember. It was just one of the things she lost.
They landed into Magneto's complex with a smooth THUMP, and Magneto put a metal necklace thing on her neck. Then he and Pyro untied her. She immediately started to break for it, but Magneto choked her and dragged her back using the necklace.
Later, Mystique put a tight metal bracelet on her and removed the necklace.
"That way," Mystique said with a smirk, "We won't have to worry about you running away, now would we?"
"Oh yeah, I'm really looking forward to NOT running away." Ling said sarcastically. But Ling knew that she was in for trouble now. She almost regretted insulting Magneto, because she knew what he was capable of. He was even willing to sacrifice Rogue's life for "the good of all mutants" instead of just sacrificing his own cowardly skin.
"Hello, dear."
Oh no.
"Now, you remember that conversation on the helicopter? Well, if you had agreed to my proposition, I would have forgiven you for your little outburst. Don't worry, I'll offer it to you again, but this time, I think you may need a little convincing." Magneto's eyes gleamed wildly at the word "convincing."
Ling felt extreme fear, because she had felt the whip before, and it was no party. And that look in Magneto's eyes-it was a look of pure malice. And Ling was sure that Magneto was about to make her life a living hell. Ling couldn't help herself, she started to tremble in fear. Her brown eyes were wide, and they reflected of all the fear she had felt in her life.
"Ah!" Ling cried as she was thrown to the cold stone walls of her cell. She hit the wall headfirst, and she tasted blood streaming down from her forehead.
The metal bracelet is letting him do this. Ling thought bitterly. She was in utter pain, and it didn't comfort her knowing that more was coming.
"No, this can't be happening. Not again!" Ling whispered to no one.
Then she was reeled around and hit her back on the hard, merciless ceiling. Then Magneto just let her drop down to the floor.
Ling could feel the terrible pain, more pain that in her mutations, and suddenly, she felt a single minded urge to kill Magneto. Not because he had caused her pain, but because he was a mutant. And she knew the urge was not controlled by her.