Back to Vivian's POV, who is now completely alone.
I should probably find Pietro, see if he knew anything about Wanda. There isn't much time, and I still don't know where to go. Maybe I should just turn back to the Acolytes. That's the only place I know of right now. Wait a second – how had the Acolytes gotten me when I was at the X-Men house and with the Brotherhood?
Something here isn't adding up. I don't think fate has anything to do with, I think I was set up somehow. So, like a stupid blond, I decided to turn my butt around, and march straight back into that building. By now they have to have beaten those girls.
As I burst through the doors, I was greeted with the unpleasant surprise; the Acolytes were down for the count. John was sprawled on the ground, his mouth slightly open and eyes closed. He wasn't dead, and I don't think that was the intention here.
Wanda and Rogue were moving Colossus's body, and they turn to see that I was there. Only I was faster, and behind a crate before they noticed. I was barely breathing – holding my breath and hoping they wouldn't come to investigate.
They didn't and continued with moving the body. I have to be completely silent and attack them from behind, it's the only way. I have to avenge John. They didn't realize they just gave me a reason to hate them – even if they were just mindless drones at this point.
So that's what I do; walk on my tip-toes and head for them. When I'm about half way to them, all I think of doing is putting my hands up, and shooting – Wanda first. She is harder to deal with. She flies forward, and Rogue turns around instantly, having her skin turn into Colossus metal form.
I'm about to shoot when Rogue is brought into the air. I turn to see Magneto. I had forgotten about him. He throws her to the side.
"Do you know how to get to the Brotherhood or the X-Men? We're gonna need help" I ask him, hoping he would comply.
He turns to me and I notice something – his eyes are black, just like Wanda and Rogue. Why would he go against his groupies? Oh right, he's going to attack me now.
I attempt to flame him, but he grabs my hand before I can do a thing. He has something in the other – the metal stick that Gambit carries around. As he reaches it up and tries to force it across my face, I use my other hand to fend him off.
While we struggle, I decide to kick his shin which makes him let go of me, and I fall on my butt. He gets over the blow quickly and kicks me in the stomach, sending me to my side and curling in pain. No, I can't give up yet.
I turn and shoot at him, but he's so macho he doesn't even blink. He gives me barely enough time to stand up, but I do and reach out my hand again. He grabs it, and twists me around, snapping my arm behind my back like a twig.
All I can do is scream at the writhing pain. Why does it hurt so much? I stomp on his foot, but he does nothing. Without one hand, I could only do so much destruction. Suddenly Rogue appears in front of me.
Oh great, this again.
I think you know what happens.