"I will not kill my therapist. I will not kill my therapist. I will not kill my therapist. I may severely maim him or her, but I will not kill my therapist." Wanda coached herself as she awaited the begginning of her session.

"Let's just begin. I'm Dr. Johnathon Ausley. You must be Wanda Maximoff." a young man, looking to be about thirty entered the room glaring.

"Who shoved a pole up your a-" Wanda began to ask, but he interrupted.

"Now. It says you're the daughter of the infamous Magneto? Well, I'm sure that you're a perfectly nice person." Dr. Ausley sneered as he skimmed her file.

"Look, Dr. Ausley, I really don't appreciate being judged by my father." Wanda warned, her hands glowing as she powered up.

"Just as I expected. You mutants all seem to have attitude problems." he grumbled, glaring harshly at her.

"You're supposed to be a sensitive therapist. Where'd you get your degree? The back of a cereal box?" Wanda muttered.

"Oh yes, you're absolutely the best person I've ever met." Dr. Ausley sighed sarcastically.

"If you don't stop it, I swear I'm gonna..." Wanda trailed off, holding up her hand threateningly.

"Fine. Let's get on with this." Dr. Ausley smiled, though it was obviously strained.

"Hmph..." Wanda turned away.

"Patient confidentiality." he smirked.

"Like you'll keep it." she hissed.

"You assume too much, girl." Dr. Ausley sipped his coffee, watching her with an accusing eye over the rim.

"I'll show you assume..." Wanda muttered some choice words under her breath. "I have a name. I'll give you a clue; it's not girl."

"Oh, so original and witty, aren't you?" Dr. Ausley smirked.

"More so than you are handsome, intellegent, or worth my time." Wanda smiled sweetly.

"Let's get on with this." he slammed his coffee near the edge of the table, a bit of coffee sloshing out onto the table.

"Fine. You wanna hear about my so-called 'anger issues'?" Wanda asked sarcastically.

"Sure." Dr. Ausley groaned.

"Fine. Let's see... first of all, I'm angry with my father for abondonning me in an asylum. Second, I'm angry with Pietro, my twin brother, for letting him. Then, I'm angry with Xavier for acting like a complete idiot and just leaving me there. I'm angry with Pietro for betraying us, my father for revealing mutants, Mastermind and my father for changing my memories, and that pyromaniac loon of a hired hand for my father for stalking, harrasing, and overall annoying me." Wanda stated very calmly.

"Oh yes, you don't hold grudges at all, do you?" Ausley smirked at her.

"Oh, not one." she growled.

"My goodness, I seem to have spilled my coffee." he gasped, pushing his steaming cup onto her lap.

"AH! You uptight, annoying, idiotic, disrepectful, never-had-a-date bastard!" she yelled angrily, obviously sick of him. She shot a death glare at him.

"Such nice words."

"If I have to tell you to shut up one more time..." Wanda knocked over her chair as she stood up, her hands glowing with power.

"What? You'll use your powers? And prove my opinion right?" Dr. Ausley sneered.

"Oh? And what opinion would that be?" Wanda asked very softly.

"That you're all freaks that deserve to be locked up. Just like you were when your family left you." he grinned. That struck a nerve in Wanda. She slowly looked him in the eye.

"For once, I can see why my father hates humans!" Wanda glared, hexing him into the wall.

"Um... Calm down now... Ho-how about we talk about you and your needs?" Dr. Ausley said nervously, crawling under his desk.

"Maybe my father is right! Maybe you do deserve what he gives you!" she advanced on the desk, hexing it apart.

"Now... um... would an apology cut it?" he ducked behind a chair.

"NO!" she screamed, everything in the office starting to fly around the room. (1)

"RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" he screamed, running from his office. Things began to explode as Wanda became angrier.

"DON'T BE AFRAID! I'M NOT GONNA MAIM YOU!" Wanda yelled, chasing him into the waiting rooms. The brotherhood all stared as she hexed the therapist again and again.

"Hey Toad! I think my sister finally found someone she hates more than you!" Pietro laughed.

"Hey yo! I'm movin' up on the food chain!" Todd yelped happily. Then stared. "He's not movin' no more. Guys? Guys?"

1.) Think of Hex Factor. Y'know, when she tried to kill Pietro?

Heh... One chapter to go! It's more of the, going home, getting in trouble, anger thing. I shall anjoy this. Don't expect another update this weekend. Why? Tomorrow, July 2nd for those of you reading this at a different time, is my birthday!

Review replies:

EE's Skysong: I will, don't worry. I like the characters being stalked. Can you tell? Wow... my fastest update. Ever. Rargh.

Crash Slayer: Kiotr. Tehehe. Imagine if they named their kid that or something. I like breaking the stereotypes. I mean, have you ever heard of a British old woman doing that? No offense meant to the British. Many people like Piotr better. I happen to be a Lance fan. No clue why I have paired Kitty with Piotr. YES! THE HABIT OF TWICTHING!

Cat2fat900: hope this lived up to your expectations. I needed her to destroy the place... so... I find myself very lucky. I'm still pretty strange, according to my friends...

Red Witch: Well, she destroyed half the place, put her therapist in a coma, ruined her pants, and had some fun arguments. Hopefully, this met your expectations...

sheikgoddess: My mission is complete. I have made someone wet themselves laughing. Only one thing left on my to do list. Know how to get a job as a secretary? Just joking... anyway, poor Lance. Although, when they come back to this exact place as Misfits, methinks Lance'll be more than a little scared...

Dis Chick Digs Da Fuzzy Dude: I was wondering if you'd review this. Don't give them ideas! Petey won't do anything, it's Kitty I worry about. She's only a therapist cuz she went back to college after having 'help' with her husband's death. Hehe... I'm going to enjoy doing the Acolytes..

Thank you all for reviewing! Now, review for the birthday girl! Please?