Magneto walks into my room and I glance up at him. "Come with me" he orders, I stand up slowly, not bothering to ask where we're going or what we're doing, it's not like I can escape from here anyway. At least not yet, if I want any chance at this, I need to be smart about it, I won't get a second chance.
Magneto grabs my arm and yanks me forward. I roll my eyes; does it look like I'm making an escape attempt? He should know me better than that, you don't try to escape unless you know you can make it.
We go down a flight of stairs and my heart starts racing. Oh no, not the lab, this can't mean anything good. I don't bother struggling, knowing I have no chance at escaping at this current moment, even if Henry believes me and wants to make sure Scarlett didn't die in vain, I don't know if we'd be able to leave here.
"You've almost ruined everything and that's something I will not have" Magneto says, letting go of my wrist as he shuts and locks the door. He pushes me away as he enters the code, sealing the door. He cannot blame all of this on me.
I glance around, the grey walls and floor look the same as they did when I lived here. I glance at all the machines and tools, my eyes stopping on the knives. I used to let Mystique do whatever she wanted down here, half the time I never even knew what she was tracking, I didn't think I had to know, I truly believed it was all for my own good.
"It's my fault you and Mystique are insane psychopaths obsessed with power?" I ask, glancing at Magneto, I'm not scared of him. I don't particularly care what happens to me, all the people I love are either dead or safe, they can't be used against me. "Oh, right, I mean Mystique was."
Magneto lunges at me and his hands close around my throat. A strong gush of wind sends him flying backwards. Pissing him off isn't a good idea, but I can't forgive or forget everything he did, he's not the only one who's mad and hurt. He lied to me my entire life and then killed Scarlett without blinking, if he hadn't started turning kids into monsters, Mystique would probably still be alive. He is partly to blame for her death.
Magneto's eyes narrow as he faces me. I raise an eyebrow, are we down here to fight or to do whatever it was Magneto planned? Magneto rolls his eyes and heads over to the ancient-looking black computer and turns it down, sitting down on a white chair.
"You're not entirely innocent either, Storm, you may not have known about the bomb, but you did know some of it" Magneto says, glancing over his shoulder at me. I look back at him, not giving him the satisfaction of a reaction. What he doesn't realise is that I know that I'm aware I'll never be a hero, but I can at least try to stop the x-men. Handcuffs fasten themselves around my wrists. I roll my eyes once again; I haven't exactly been fighting Magneto this morning.
My eyes flicker to Magneto's computer screen, what is he planning? The lab is used to test your limits and see how far you can be pushed, as well as monitoring people if they get hurt on a mission, none of that is relevant to me. Unless his plan is to torture me to see how much I can withstand, but that doesn't really fit in to the whole 'I've invested too much in you to kill you' thing.
"Do you really think Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff care for you? I raised you to be a cold, vicious killer and deep down, you are. You can pretend to be an avenger, but you know as well as I do that the real Storm is still in you" Magneto says, my fists clench, not that I can do much right now. My eyes narrow, the 'real' Storm died the minute she realised Fury was telling the truth. I think Magneto probably always feared this happening, it could be why he never seemed to warm to me when I was younger, was never that keen on me joining the x-men team.
"They do care, they care so much more than you can imagine" I reply, Tony cared from the second he found out I was his daughter, he has gone out of his way time and time again to make sure I'm safe. My heart aches, he's tried so hard to look after me and this is how I repaid him, by getting captured. He's probably losing his mind right now. I wonder if he'll think to look here or if he'll assume it's too obvious of a place for Magneto to be keeping me.
"Whether they do or don't, it won't matter soon" Magneto says, turning around to look at me. I look at him, what does he mean? "You won't believe it."
"What are you planning?" I ask Magneto, a shiver running down my spine. I don't like the sound of whatever he's planning, I think it might be worse than all the ideas that have run through my head already. Magneto stands up wordlessly, walking over towards me slowly, a menacing grin on his face. He's the hunter and I'm the hunted. Magneto grabs my arm and yanks me down hard onto a cold, metal table. He undoes the handcuffs and fastens restraints against my wrists and ankles. I feel a sharp pain in my thigh and I wince, suddenly my vision begins to swirl, the entire room is spinning so fast I can't make anything out, I close my eyes, the swirling making me feel like I'm going to throw up.
When I open my eyes, my heart sinks and my mouth feels dry. I shake my head, I can't be here, I can't go through this again.
*Author's Note* Storm really going through it.
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Beautiful Ruins
Ação"Maybe there was a fleeting moment where I wanted to be a hero and believed I could be one, but the truth is I'm not, I won't ever be. My past does define me, it made me a villain" - Storm. Fifteen-year-old Storm is the daughter of Black Widow and I...
