[UNIQUE] magneto

01

[X-MEN: FIRST CLASS]
1954 eight years before first class
Rostov Russia

"Такая молодая и все же такая красивая" (So young yet so beautiful.)

Hazel browned eyes remained glued to the boreal wooden floor boards just below her bare feet. The chips and dents in the planks had never been so interesting as her gaze remained focused on the ground, a distraction almost, to the nearing footsteps arching into her sharp line of vision. Her arms were pushed strangely behind her back, as she rapped her hands over one another nervously and desperately. Her nails clawed her palms to submerge the fear and anticipation itching through her static and stiff figure, praying and hoping the pain of that would submerge the torment coming her way.

The banging of shoes hitting the ground got louder and louder until the costly leather lay beneath her lowered head "Посмотри на меня, когда я говорю с тобой, дитя." (Look at me when I'm speaking to you, child."

She raised her head as her hands shock, her watered eyes meeting a hardened pair "мне жаль" (I'm sorry)

Her shaky and soft words clearly amused the older aged man dressed in an official uniform of some sort, as he raised his own hand to clasp her cheek "It's okay- I forgive you Anyana."

Anyana let out a shuddered breath "Really?"

He smiled, his lips painting an image anything other than sincere. But the youthful teen was too naive to notice how his hands too shock and smile curved maliciously into a mocking smile "Of course beautiful. Everyone makes mistakes, it's okay to make mistakes."

She blinked "спасибо, сэр." (Thank you sir)

The Russian general laughed as he spun around so his back now faced the sixteen year old, clapping his hands humoured before another man passed him a brandy from a metal tray. He took it gladly, taking a large swig before speaking again with a thick accent "However- that doesn't mean mistakes don't go unpunished-"

The youthful teen shock once again, eyes widening as she began to plead "Please no- I promise I won't do it again- please-"

He clapped his hands again "You ran Anyana."

She scrambled as soldiers rushed to her side, pinning her arms by her side "I know, but I'm sorry I really am-"

"Silence." The man boomed angrily as he turned to face the dark featured female who now had tears trailing down her cheek. He moved closer until his breath touched her, swiping the tear from her skin as she stiffened "By you disobeying me, you're setting an example to the others. An example that encourages hope and fault in my system. We can't have that- can we дорогой?" (Sweetheart)