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I have this weird little bug at the back of my mind. it won't let me be until I write somehting. So I thought I'd pull another necro story out of my arse. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Disclaimer-I own nothing.
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John lounged on the BoM couch. He was listening to the sounds of Wanda realizing what her father had done to her, and how he'd tried to cover it up. It was better than cable.
Lance was on his way out. Fred was tagging along, while Todd seemed torn between getting the hell out, and helping his sugar bear. Fred grabbed the back of shirt, making the decision for him.
Pietro zipped out. He sure as hell wasn't going to stick around. Wanda had forgotten that she didn't really like Pietro in all her fury over Magneto, and Pietro preffered to keep it that way until he was a couple states away.
Wanda stormed down the steps,her powers reacting to her anger so badly the stairway warped. By this time John wanted to watch ehr go crazy,a dn was on his way to the stairs. He ran and caught Wanda, just before she landed face first on the floor.
Wanda hexed John very very hard. Not because she didn't like him, even though she didn't, but because he was there. John dropped her, making her hex him again, this time asa reflex to landing on her ass. John fell down, smacking his head very hard against the stairs.
Wanda began looking him over. John's breathing was shallow, his heart beat slowed. . .it looked like he was going to die. To save him the torment of a slow death, Wanda used her powers to kill him.
Wanda looked at his dead body. He was really very good looking, when he shut up. The thought didn't surprise Wanda. With her memories fromthe psychiatic hospital back, she knew she'd one this before.
Wanda used her powers to position John the right way. Then an idea hit her. She would show her father exactly how messed up she was. wanda grinned maliciously, hexing the carpet to put John into Lance's Jeep.
Lance was trying to make his jeep cooperate when the carpet, and the cadaver, floated into his backseat. Lance turned and looked at JOhn's paling face. Without another word, Lance got out of his jeep and booked. Wanda wathced him run, laughing.
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Piotr sulked around the lair. Magneto had alloweds JOhn to go tot eh brotherhood. Piotr was sure that the only reason for this was that John bugged the crap out of the master of magnetism.
Suddenly the front door burst open. Piotr jerked his head upa dn looked at Wanda stormign in, followed by John. Remy stumbled out of his room, wearing a pair of boxers and a confused expression.
"What de. . ? John?"
Wanda hexed a pair of chairs over, and then the two remaning Acolytes into them, securing them with the chair's arms. She then hexed hte intercom system, so Magneto could hear.
"Father! Come see what your lies have done to me!"
Without any more hesitation, Wanda stripped, using her powers to do the same for John. Remy would have made a comment, but he knew better. Piotr had shut his eyes, and was singing something in Russian to himself, trying to block whatever Wanda was going to do from his mind.
Magneto levitated into the front hall, a bit afraid of what Wanda would do. He had a thick magnetic sheild around himself.
What he saw was Wanda, nude, straddling John' body, using her powers to control him, to manipulate his body. She was facing him, a vicious expression that would haunt him for a very long time replacing her former loving looks. She thrust her hips forward, taking John's cold, manhandled body into her own.
Wanda moaned. She had never had sex with a living man. But back in the hospital, when she was old enough to realize what men were for, she'd seen the cadavers as practice dummies, somethign to perfect her sexual prowress on, before turning to the living breathing male population of the asylum.
Wanda began using John's body to work herself, while Magneto watched in a sort of horror, not fully understanding. Was she holding him down with her powers? Magneto had no idea.
"Father," Wanda moaned, looking sharply at Magneto while she used her powers to thrust John even harder into herself, his head rolling on the ground. "John died an hour ago." Wanda said, before groaning long and low, as she finally took John's whole length into herself. "I never found him attractive until after I killed him. See what you've done to me?"
Magneto stared at Wanda in dull horror. He'd seen some very horrible things in his time, but this was the worst. His own daughter had killed a man, and was now using him as a large cumbersome pleasure toy.
Wanda started to move faster, knowing she was very close to having an orgsm, and desperate to finish. She had forgotten about the men, except the secret exhibitionist in her who loved the fact that she was being watched.
Remy and Piotr were both trying to get away, after discovering their chairs weren't securd to anything. Piotr was transforming into his metal self, and Remy was charging the chair. WHen both were free they ran. Not further into Magneto's lair, but out the window of an adjacent room. The considered their chances of living a lot better if they were under someone else's protection when Magneto and Wanda were done. Piotr drove, since Remy was still barefoot. the sped off to Xavier's school.
Wanda's powers exploded when she came, blowing out the windows and doors around her, shoving Magneto against the far wall, incinerating John's corpse. Wanda knelt panting over a pile of ashes, shaking.
"See what you've done?"
***
Angst really is fun. Huh, who knew?
Closing time, this room won't be open until you REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
I have this weird little bug at the back of my mind. it won't let me be until I write somehting. So I thought I'd pull another necro story out of my arse. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Disclaimer-I own nothing.
***
John lounged on the BoM couch. He was listening to the sounds of Wanda realizing what her father had done to her, and how he'd tried to cover it up. It was better than cable.
Lance was on his way out. Fred was tagging along, while Todd seemed torn between getting the hell out, and helping his sugar bear. Fred grabbed the back of shirt, making the decision for him.
Pietro zipped out. He sure as hell wasn't going to stick around. Wanda had forgotten that she didn't really like Pietro in all her fury over Magneto, and Pietro preffered to keep it that way until he was a couple states away.
Wanda stormed down the steps,her powers reacting to her anger so badly the stairway warped. By this time John wanted to watch ehr go crazy,a dn was on his way to the stairs. He ran and caught Wanda, just before she landed face first on the floor.
Wanda hexed John very very hard. Not because she didn't like him, even though she didn't, but because he was there. John dropped her, making her hex him again, this time asa reflex to landing on her ass. John fell down, smacking his head very hard against the stairs.
Wanda began looking him over. John's breathing was shallow, his heart beat slowed. . .it looked like he was going to die. To save him the torment of a slow death, Wanda used her powers to kill him.
Wanda looked at his dead body. He was really very good looking, when he shut up. The thought didn't surprise Wanda. With her memories fromthe psychiatic hospital back, she knew she'd one this before.
Wanda used her powers to position John the right way. Then an idea hit her. She would show her father exactly how messed up she was. wanda grinned maliciously, hexing the carpet to put John into Lance's Jeep.
Lance was trying to make his jeep cooperate when the carpet, and the cadaver, floated into his backseat. Lance turned and looked at JOhn's paling face. Without another word, Lance got out of his jeep and booked. Wanda wathced him run, laughing.
---
Piotr sulked around the lair. Magneto had alloweds JOhn to go tot eh brotherhood. Piotr was sure that the only reason for this was that John bugged the crap out of the master of magnetism.
Suddenly the front door burst open. Piotr jerked his head upa dn looked at Wanda stormign in, followed by John. Remy stumbled out of his room, wearing a pair of boxers and a confused expression.
"What de. . ? John?"
Wanda hexed a pair of chairs over, and then the two remaning Acolytes into them, securing them with the chair's arms. She then hexed hte intercom system, so Magneto could hear.
"Father! Come see what your lies have done to me!"
Without any more hesitation, Wanda stripped, using her powers to do the same for John. Remy would have made a comment, but he knew better. Piotr had shut his eyes, and was singing something in Russian to himself, trying to block whatever Wanda was going to do from his mind.
Magneto levitated into the front hall, a bit afraid of what Wanda would do. He had a thick magnetic sheild around himself.
What he saw was Wanda, nude, straddling John' body, using her powers to control him, to manipulate his body. She was facing him, a vicious expression that would haunt him for a very long time replacing her former loving looks. She thrust her hips forward, taking John's cold, manhandled body into her own.
Wanda moaned. She had never had sex with a living man. But back in the hospital, when she was old enough to realize what men were for, she'd seen the cadavers as practice dummies, somethign to perfect her sexual prowress on, before turning to the living breathing male population of the asylum.
Wanda began using John's body to work herself, while Magneto watched in a sort of horror, not fully understanding. Was she holding him down with her powers? Magneto had no idea.
"Father," Wanda moaned, looking sharply at Magneto while she used her powers to thrust John even harder into herself, his head rolling on the ground. "John died an hour ago." Wanda said, before groaning long and low, as she finally took John's whole length into herself. "I never found him attractive until after I killed him. See what you've done to me?"
Magneto stared at Wanda in dull horror. He'd seen some very horrible things in his time, but this was the worst. His own daughter had killed a man, and was now using him as a large cumbersome pleasure toy.
Wanda started to move faster, knowing she was very close to having an orgsm, and desperate to finish. She had forgotten about the men, except the secret exhibitionist in her who loved the fact that she was being watched.
Remy and Piotr were both trying to get away, after discovering their chairs weren't securd to anything. Piotr was transforming into his metal self, and Remy was charging the chair. WHen both were free they ran. Not further into Magneto's lair, but out the window of an adjacent room. The considered their chances of living a lot better if they were under someone else's protection when Magneto and Wanda were done. Piotr drove, since Remy was still barefoot. the sped off to Xavier's school.
Wanda's powers exploded when she came, blowing out the windows and doors around her, shoving Magneto against the far wall, incinerating John's corpse. Wanda knelt panting over a pile of ashes, shaking.
"See what you've done?"
***
Angst really is fun. Huh, who knew?
Closing time, this room won't be open until you REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
