"Aw sheesh, Mystique," Toad grumbled, "Can't you give us a mission that doesn't involve killin' da X-Men?"
"Shut up Toad!" Wanda yelled. Then she added, "Personally, its fun to see them dweebs suffer."
Pietro nodded, agreeing with his sister. What do we have to do?"
"Listen good you buncha losers, " Mystique told them, "This mission will be slightly difficult because you can't just set a bomb on the place. You have to kill them 1 BY 1!
"But not just any kill, a sneaky kill. A kill for each one that's well…sneaky. Got that?"
"Yeah." The brotherhood replied.
Dear diary,
My name is Katherine Pryde. I have absolutely no idea why Jean gifted me this useless book. Oh well, I may as well write in it.
So I'm writing. Today Duncan Matthews is playing in the football field so I guess Jean'll be there. Oooooooh…the love.
She can be pretty disloyal to ever loyal Scott who waits at her feet. Oh yeah see ya gotta go.
Kitty put down her diary and thought about the football match. Should she go? She decided against it. Who was playing that she couldn't see anywhere else?
She had absolutely no idea how good that idea was.
"Go Duncan!" Jean shrieked as her um, crush bounded up and started showing off till the referee ticked him off. And there was Scott, looking like a rat. He obviously felt left-out. Jean had asked him to come and now she wouldn't even talk to him! He went to a corner to sulk.
Jean finally went to look for her boyfriend. There he was, a foot away from her, a knife stuck in his chest, bloody and all.