Prexistence: I finally figured out how many chapters were going to be in this story, then my muse escaped the trash can and messed it up -- kicks her muse I just hope this will turn out okay gets hit by a walnut side note, if u get a muse, don't get a squirrel as one.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic, they all belong to Marvel, Stan Lee, and where this takes place is owned by the movie verse.
Just Outside New York
A clicking noise could be heard throughout the room. A girl that was about the age of eighteen with long black hair stared at the cause of the noise, looking very annoyed at the moment. A man with white hair sitting next twirling around in his seat, though they being the same age, he still acted like a child at times.
Another woman, much older, sat across from them rolling her eyes at the man next to her. She kept asking herself of why she had to be the one to babysit all these kids. She liked it better when the Brotherhood had been made up of older mutants, she was the only one left now. They were replaced by three children in her eyes.
The man that sat next to her was the same age as the other two. He kept flipping his lighter's lid open and close and repeated the process that made the others annoyed. He didn't care if they were annoyed, if they were going to argue with him, he would barbecue them. That had to be one the things he enjoyed the most about being in the Brotherhood than at the Mansion he was at months back. They were all a bunch of goody-goodies, here he was free to do what he pleased.
A white haired male stopped spinning around in his chair, when his sister yanked his chair to a stop. Almost as if reading her thoughts, he knew what was pissing her off, she was annoyed by the noise the other man was making. She gave him a look, which he knew what to do.
He got up from his chair and before anyone could blink he raced across the room, grabbed the lighter and was back in his seat. The owner of the lighter did not look to pleased.
"Give me that back!" He stood up, demanding that his property be returned to him. He hated it when Pietro would steal his lighters. He had learned over the months to carry more than one just in case, but at the moment he had none.
"Well-it-was-either-this-or-my-sister-kills-you." He said quickly as he started throwing the lighter up the in air. His sister rolled her eyes at the two men as they began to argue.
"Can you two argue somewhere else, far away from me." Mystique looked away from the two men, she couldn't stand either one of them. She kept asking herself of why Magneto kept them around, but she knew why. Pietro and his sister Wanda were his children and as for John she assumed he saw potential in him, somewhere.
"I swear, you don't give me that back right now, you'll pay for it." John a.k.a. Pyro said as he began reaching over the table to catch it while Pietro through it in the air. He almost had the lighter, but Pietro placed his hand up quickly before John could get it back.
"Ha-ha-to-slow." Pietro laughed at John, who was two seconds away from getting another lighter and frying the white haired twerp in front of him.
The lighter flew out of Pietro's hand and into his fathers, who had been standing at the door and did not look amused. "I thought we disgusted about being civil with one another and not took things from each other." Magneto said calmly as he entered the room. Mystique smiled.
"Why do you want us here? Is it another plan you have, that you will then change your mind about?" Wanda said half bitterly and sarcastically. Over the months her father and leader would come up with a plan and then go back and decide to find another way of doing things, so far they had gotten no where.
Magneto walked pass them throwing a newspaper in the middle of the table and took his place at the head of the table. The four mutants looked at the cover of the paper and saw a picture of dead mutants and saw that text was praising whoever had killed them.
"Apparently the homo-sapiens have found a way to try and get rid of us." Magneto said as he placed his hands together in thought. "I believe it is time that we took matters into our own hands and put a stop to them. Those pathetic beings will regret ever messing with the mutant race."
"What do you have planned, Erik?" Mystique asked him, she was the only one of the Brotherhood who would call him by his real name. Pietro and Wanda would always call him father or dad, while Pyro would call him Magneto.
"I have already checked some sources to use, apparently there is a weapon being made that will destroy all mutants. We need to find it before they decide to use it and destroy it and those who made it." Magneto said looking over at the blue mutant.
"About time some action." Wanda muttered under her breath.
"So-you-know-the-place-or-what?" Pietro said excitedly.
"Not yet, but when I find it. We will head out so be prepared." Magneto said as he got up from his chair and proceeded out the door, with Mystique behind him.
John smirked as they left. Finally some action, he couldn't wait he thought as he flicked his lighted open again and closed it, getting a death glare from Wanda.
Trask's Base of Operation
"So this is it then?" Henry said as he looked up at the tall soldier that stood taller than some buildings. He couldn't believe how tall the creation had become, he figured it would only be a little thing, but nothing like this.
"Yes, perfect isn't it." Trask said as he stood next to him. He had his men work extra hard to get the first five Sentinels built, more were on the way.
"It's amazing, you got to tell me how did you ever think of the idea?" Henry turned to Trask curiously. He could of never thought of a idea like this in a million years, but then again Trask was a genius.
Trask smirked, he hadn't thought about it in a while. He only remembered getting the idea and it becoming his dream to create it, that's when he remembered. "I had a friends years back, I don't know where he went to. What was his name? It started with a N I know, I think his name was Nate. But I remember speaking with him over coffee and he told me of a idea of a perfect soldiers that would go and destroy mutants. Then after I started to think of a way to make his idea a reality."
"To bad he isn't here to see this." Henry said as he looked back at the Sentinel.
"That reminds me I have another little creation I wish to show you. These were actually made by another company." Trask started to explain as he went over to a table and picked up what looked like a collar with lights blinking on it.
"What is that?" Henry asked, he felt like a little kid at Christmas. He never thought that the mutant problem would ever go away and now they were on their way to getting rid of the mutants.
"This collar will neglect the mutants powers when it is snapped around it's neck. Making it as human as you and I." Trask smiled down at the device.
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters
Gambit sat at a table in the garage playing cards and had a cigarette lit in his mouth. All the students, well most of them had been in class. There was no one to really talk to now at the time so he sat there and played a little card game.
"Hey, you!" He hears a voice behind him, recognizing it unfortunately. He didn't bother to turn his head, he knew it was the annoying young man that he couldn't stand. Bobby stood behind him. "Excuse me, but when people call you it is polite to address them." Bobby stated with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Y' never said Gambit's name, so why should he waist his time listenin' to y'?" Gambit said as he placed the cigarette in the ash tray and started to shuffle his cards in his hands. 'Come on Ice-Boy Remy dare y' to try somethin'.'Gambit thought to himself as Bobby got annoyed and stood across from him on the other side of the table.
"Listen, I want you to stay away from Rogue!" Bobby spat at Gambit, looking him in eyes showing he was not kidding around. Gambit didn't seem to feel threatened. "I mean it, I know what you pulled earlier and I am onto you."
"Gambit did nothing." Remy smiled as he stopped shuffling his cards and picked one up, Ace of Clubs. 'Dis be him he if he don' leave moi alone.' Gambit thought to himself before placing the card back into the pile.
"I saw you flirting with her, what do you think I am blind? And I know the little game you did with the wallet, I know you wanted me to find it and blame Rogue for stealing it. How long are you?" Bobby sneered at the older man in front of him.
Remy couldn't hold it in anymore, he began to laugh at Bobby's claim. 'Please, if Gambit wanted de fille, he'd have her by now.' He thought to himself. "Sorry homme, but Gambit think you might need some help. Besides if y' havin' woman problems y' don' need to be taken it out on ol' Gambit 'ere." He shook his head, before getting up to leave,
Bobby walked right in front of him. "I know what your kind are like, you use nice girls like Rogue and then dump them when you are done. You are not laying a finger on MY girlfriend." Bobby glared at Remy, trying to get his point across.
"An' how y' know Gambit?" Remy shot back at him, his kid had a lot of nerve accusing him when he only been at the mansion a few days. 'Dis p'tite have a death wish.' He thought silently as he held a card between his covered and non-covered fingers.
"I don't need to know about you, nor do I want to know. You just need to stay the..." He had been cut off.
"Drake, what the hell are ya doin yelling at the guest?" Logan questioned Iceman as he entered the garage area, his arms were folded over his chest waiting for a answer.
"He started it. He stole my wallet and tried to set me up." Bobby pointed his finger accusingly at Gambit, who rolled his eyes.
"Where's your proof?" Logan asked, not wanting to take Bobby's side.
"I, well I." He began to say and explain how Kitty found the wallet. He then noticed he was getting no where with this. He had a feeling Logan hadn't liked him from the start. "I got class to go to." Bobby then turned back to Gambit. "I'm watching you." He said before leaving.
Gambit had a smirk across his face. 'Gambit thinkin' he jus' found a new hobby, pissin' off the Ice-Boy.' He thought to himself. Logan walked up to him. He remembered meeting Logan when he attacked him in Storm's room, they never talked the days he had been there.
Logan pulled out a cigar and lit it. He took a puff of smoke before asking Gambit. "You really take his wallet and try to set em up?" He questioned the younger man. He had no problem taking his side, he couldn't stand the thought of Rogue being with him. Rogue had been like a daughter to him and the last thing he wanted was a Cyclops wanna be being with her.
"Oui, Gambit take de wallet, but den when he returned it. Ice-Boy over dere dropped it and den started accusing Gambit of settin' him up." Remy replied as he took his cigarette from the ash tray.
Logan raised a eye brow. "What are you a thief or somethin?" He said with a bit of humor in his voice, not expecting what he said to be true.
"Oui, Gambit be a thief. He thought de boy had money in dere." Remy replied, smirking at the look on Logan's face when he told him.
"I swear you steal anythin from me, I will hunt you down." Logan told Remy. "So you interested in Rogue?" He decided to ask, after hearing Drake sound all panicky he thought he would find out if this guy had feeling's for the girl he considered his daughter.
"She seem like a nice fille, she be very belle." Remy said, he thought she had been the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. He just didn't think she was interested in him.
Logan stared at the younger man. "Well, I will be routin for ya. Drake just pisses me off. He actually thinks I would hit on her." Logan clenched his fists with his free hand.
"De boy, like Gambit said earlier needs help." Remy smirked, happy to see at least he wasn't the only one that didn't care of the ice mutant.
"However, you ever hurt Rogue. I will break your spine, got it?" Logan threatened him, the last thing he ever wanted was to see her upset.
"Fair enough mon ami." Remy said as he put out his cigarette. He smirked over to Logan. "Care to play a game of cards?" He asked him.
"I ain't stupid, LeBeau. I know you are a expert at playing them. Storm told me and everyone else, plus your code name gives it away." Logan told him, he was not going to lose his money, except at the liquor store.
"Wat else did Stormy tell y' about?" Remy questioned him, seeing of what he could get away with.
Logan shook his head. 'This kid reminds me of me.' He thought to himself, he then smirked. 'I am looking forward to tomorrow.' He also thought as he remembered Drake's test was the next day. "Oh, she told us a lot of things." Logan said.
End of Chapter 5
A/N: this chapter was so much fun to write, but the next should be even better. I've been waiting for the next chapter for a while.
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