A Real

Magnetic Personality

Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here. In light of some malarkey I've heard about Magneto joining Hydra of all things. I thought I would do something with the character for this fic. As despite some of his choices, he's always been a Mutant I've liked.

Summary: During the latest altercation with a group of Supernatural Haters in the aftermath of the entire world learning of them, the McCall Pack finds themselves being unexpectedly saved. And with it, an offer none of them were expecting.


Ever since the world had learned of the Supernatural's existence, things had been a little on the Hellish side. While most Countries of the world were actually more pro surprisingly enough about them, there was a few like America that wasn't. And it all began during Scott's junior year at UC Davis when no good Hunters had performed an execution on live television of a family of Werewolves. Sparking outrage from quite a number of people all over the world and seeing those Hunters end up dead a short time later by some vengeful Supernatural types. Which had been one of the reasons support from America had been so poor to the point of actually legalizing Hunters to deal with the threat they all supposedly represented to the so called Good of the American People. Many clashes had occurred between those who supported the Supernatural and those who didn't. Which had given those like the KKK new targets to go after. And had on more then one occasion, saw Scott getting into it with members from that group. He had even been forced to quit school due to the threats against his life and most of the student body and quite a few of the teachers giving him problems.

Theo had been the first of the McCall Pack to end up dead when he had been forced to defend himself from some of their newest enemies. One of them even so much as setting him on fire and as he lay on the ground struggling to breathe, had been shot in the head. Noah had been fired from his position as Sheriff due to his support of those like Scott and the others and had nearly ended up in a coma when he and the others tried to keep a group from kidnapping Parrish and using him for Science Experiments. Unfortunately, they had failed to prevent his kidnapping and by the time they'd managed to find him, the man had been horribly traumatized by his experiences with the group that he was allowing Cerberus to be in control so he could hide away despite Lydia's attempts to keep it from happening. Who had trouble speaking herself now thanks to an attack that nearly crushed her windpipe. This and other incidents with hate groups had harmed most of the McCall Pack in a variety of ways.

Scott himself now had a permanent scar going down his left eye while Chris was missing his right forearm. Melissa had a limp, Stiles was missing three of his fingers on his left hand, Liam had suffered through grief when his parents and Hayden were blown up in his house just as he was getting there. Making his anger even more harder to control because of it. Hayden's sister had never forgiven him for Hayden's death and while she wasn't against them, she still wanted nothing to do with them because of Hayden's loss. The Yukimuras, Derek, Braeden, and Cora had yet to be harmed or dealt serious blows. Mason and Corey had essentially been shunned and thrown out of their homes for their support of the Supernatural. And in Corey's case, being one despite only actually being a Chimera. Malia had three permanent scars down her back after preventing Lori Talbot's death from a brainwashed Wendigo's attacks. Kira, the Skinwalkers, and Satomi's Pack were also running with the McCall Pack along with some others in order to stay safe since their own safe havens were no longer safe.

And currently, the group was fighting for their lives outside of their latest hideout thanks to Scott's father unintentionally bringing them attention they didn't need while he was trying to find his ex wife and son so he could be with them and help in their struggle. Kira, Braeden, the Skinwalkers, and Noshiko were out with their swords, spears, and fists flying against those who wanted them dead while Scott and those could fight were doing what they could to prevent their enemies from getting inside their hideout."There's just too many of them!" Gritted out Derek as he knocked two heads together and let the bodies drop and already moving on to the next.

Scott grimaced. "I know! The Trio's gonna have to come up with something to get us out of this!"

As there was really no other way around it since their latest hideout had no other means of escape. And considering the Helicopters in the area, it'd be near impossible to escape them without getting hit by their gunfire. Just then, several explosions happened, sending the Helicopters out of the air and towards the ground with those in them escaping before they were killed. Those Scott and the others were fighting were also being targeted. "Now now, Gambit tinks you fellas are showin' a little too much hate, no?" Came an accented voice that was unfamiliar to them.

"It should come as no surprise that even with the peace and acceptance Mutants have managed to gain, that Hate still can be so strong." Declared another voice.

Forcing the McCall Pack to look up and see a jet hovering from above with a man in a brown trenchcoat and holding several items in his hand and a metal staff in the other. And nearby was a man floating in the air who was known the world over as Magneto, the Master of Magnetism. "GET OUTTA HERE, MUTIES! THIS DON'T CONCERN YOU NONE!"

"It concerns us whether or not you like it." Declared Magneto icily and then used his powers to take their weapons, crush them, and then use the crushed weapons to knock out every jerk there.

The jet then lowered to the ground, along with Magneto while Scott and the others looked on in shock. As they could hardly believe this! "Way to cut de fun short." Fake groused the accented man once he got out of the jet.

"Yes, well, I'm sure you can have fun once we've returned home."

"I… Why? Why risk your neck for us?" Scott immediately asked.

As this kind of thing would only cause problems for Mutantkind in America. Well, more so since with the Supernatural reveal, issues were stirring up again when it came to Mutants after a good number years of peaceful co-existence for the most part. "Because, young man, to allow you and yours to continue to face such horrible acts would be a crime. And therefore, I am extending an invitation to you and the others with you to come and live in peace in Genosha."

Eyes went wide over that as Genosha was one of the first Mutant Nations to be established in the world. Its landmass was large enough to the point there was even Countries established within the first Mutant Nation. Much like the United Kingdom in a way and Genosha itself being where the main Government body was ran from. "We're also offerin' dis to others so you don't need to worry yo head none 'bout dem." Gambit told the weary leader.

Who reports say is known as Scott McCall and had been the way he is since the age of 16. Scott turned to the others who were coming out of the hideway and he could see the clear hope in their eyes over what was being offered to them. "Its ultimately yours and Satomi's decision to say yes, sweetie. But this is more then likely our best option to leave all this." Melissa informed her son.

The battle weary Alpha looked towards Satomi who merely nodded in silence, causing him to let out a breath as he looked towards Magneto in all his red and purple looking glory sans the underwear look. "We accept."

Magneto and Gambit both smiled while everyone else cheered in happiness. And once they were all ready for take off, they were gone and heading far from America to a new life. Scott's father wouldn't even care about losing his job since he cared more for his family then he did his job at that point.


Author's Notes: Might be a follow up, but we'll see.