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Inside the dark building, Magneto had set up his base. He now at his small desk in a large room, frowning slightly, hoping everything would soon fall in place. A sharp buzzing woke him from his thoughts and he reached for the small mobile phone and flipped it open. Pressing it to his ear, a voice sounded. After a moment, Magneto smiled.
"She took the bait?" he asked. When the voice answered, he laughed, "Okay, keep up the disguise." He paused for a second, "You haven't seen Pyro, have you?" Pausing again, he frowned.
"Okay, I see. Keep a look out". Smiling to himself again, he clicked the phone shut. A timid knock came from the door.
"Enter," Magneto barked. A young boy with grey hair poked his head around the door.
"May I speak to you about the new designs?" he asked. Magneto nodded and motioned for him to enter. The boy scrambled into the room.
He looked about twelve years old, carrying a few rolls of paper under his small arm. Unrolling them on the counter, he beamed as Magneto scanned over them.
"These are very good, Techno." he said. 'Techno' beamed with pride. "How about that substance I asked you to research?" Magneto looked at the boy from the papers.
"Do you mean the one that traps powers?" the small boy asked. Magneto nodded.
"Its report and my design are in there with the rest of them." Techno pointed to the papers.
"Ah, yes. This is all good." Magneto smiled, "Before you go, do you know if Cure has been working on that formula for Mystique?" The boy nodded, his hair contrasting with the darkness of the room.
"Yeah, I've been helping her. Mystique has to come back for another shot soon, or it will fade off."
The formula Techno created was a stroke of genius. It was a liquid that, when injected into the bloodstream, would lightly block the thoughts of the user from mind intrusions.
Mystique had to practice to set up a barrier, incase someone tried to burrow too deeply. It wouldn't matter anyway, Xavier wasn't in the school.
Magneto opened a draw and rummaged around. A few seconds later, he pulled out a lollypop and handed it to the boy. Techno's eyes lit up as he took it from Magneto's hands.
"Thank you, sir," he said, happily, as he left. The door banged shut behind him.
Magneto sighed and rubbed his forehead. The plans needed to be moved forward, and fast.
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Just a quick chapter that SmileyFace3 helped edit. Go and check out her fan fic stories! I finally have a plot worked out. If you'd like to make any ideas, just type it in a review.