Feathers of fury || x-men x gn!reader

On the train

The train had been gliding smoothly along the tracks, a hum of contentment in the air as passengers chatted quietly or stared out the windows at the passing landscape

Suddenly, the lights flickered ominously, once, twice, and then plunged the train into darkness. The carriage jolted as the train came to a screeching halt, the brakes squealing like a wounded animal. Panic rippled through the passengers, their voices rising in fear and confusion

Logan, seated near the center of the carriage, stood up instinctively, his senses heightened by the sudden shift in the atmosphere. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the surroundings, trying to make sense of what had just happened

Behind him, Marie, stood up as well, her face reflecting the panic she saw in others, but there was a steely resolve in her eyes. She clutched the seat in front of her, her knuckles white, as if trying to ground herself amidst the chaos

Suddenly, the metal structures inside the train—rails, handles, even the thin frames of the windows—began to warp and twist, as though being crushed by an invisible force

The sound of creaking metal filled the carriage. The train itself groaned under the pressure, bending in half with a terrible screech, And people screamed in terror

Amidst the chaos, a figure descended from above, floating with a cold, effortless grace (he's a fairy). Magneto, landed softly inside the train, his cape billowing slightly as he touched down

He began to walk forward, his eyes locked onto Logan. There was a sense of inevitability in his approach, as though he knew this encounter was long overdue

Logan's claws extended with a sharp snikt, his muscles tensing as he prepared for a fight. His stance was defensive, every fiber of his being ready to lash out at the approaching threat

Magneto, however, seemed unfazed by the display. He looked at Logan with a mixture of curiosity and disdain, recognizing the challenge but dismissing it just as quickly

"You must be Wolverine" Magneto said, his voice calm, almost amused, as he continued his advance. There was no hesitation in his steps, no fear of the man with adamantium claws standing before him

Logan didn't respond, his eyes narrowing as he waited for the first move. But Magneto was already a step ahead. He raised a hand, and in an instant, Logan felt an invisible force grip him. His body was frozen in place, completely immobilized by Magneto's power

"That remarkable metal doesn't run through your entire body, does it?" Magneto mused, his tone almost conversational

As he opened his fist, Logan's arms were suddenly yanked to the sides, forcing him into a T position. His claws, once menacing, were now rendered useless, suspended in the air by Magneto's control

Logan gritted his teeth, straining against the hold, but it was futile. Magneto's control over the metal was absolute, and Logan could feel the cold power that restrained him. Magneto took another step forward, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intent

As Magneto's hand slowly splayed open, the pain in Logan's body intensified. His muscles strained as if they were being pulled apart from the inside, and his claws, those deadly extensions of his skeleton, seemed to stretch and tremble under the magnetic force

Logan grunted in discomfort, his face contorted with the effort of resisting the invisible force

Magneto, with a slight flick of his wrist, lifted Logan off the ground effortlessly. Logan's feet dangled a few inches above the train's floor, his body completely at the mercy of Magneto's power

"Stop! Stop it!" Marie's voice rang out, desperate and pleading. She watched in horror as Logan was suspended in mid-air, the man who had always seemed so invincible now reduced to a puppet on invisible strings

Logan, despite the pain, managed to turn his head slightly towards Magneto. His voice was rough, strained from the effort of speaking through the torment. "What the hell do you want from me?" he demanded, each word laced with pain and defiance.

Magneto's expression softened into one of almost paternal amusement. He chuckled lightly, a sound that seemed eerily out of place in the tense atmosphere. "You? My dear boy?" he replied, his tone dripping with condescension. "Whoever said I wanted you?"

A cold laugh escaped Magneto's lips, echoing in the cramped, metallic confines of the train. Logan's eyes flicked to Marie, who was crouched down behind a seat, trying to stay out of Magneto's sight while still keeping Logan in her line of vision

Her face was pale, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she tried to process the unfolding nightmare

Without warning, Magneto made a swift gesture with his hand, and Logan was violently hurled across the carriage. He crashed into a door with a bone-rattling impact, the force of the throw leaving a dent in the metal

Logan slumped to the ground. His body ached from the collision, but he forced himself to move, to fight the magnetic force that had already taken so much from him

Marie, seeing Logan's battered form, sprang into action. She bolted from her hiding place, her only thought to reach him, to somehow help

But as she ran towards him, a sharp pain struck her neck. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized she had been hit by something

She looked down to see a small needle embedded in her skin, injected with something she couldn't identify. Her legs buckled beneath her, and before she could utter another word, she collapsed to the ground, unconscious

Magneto watched as Marie crumpled to the floor, a small, disdainful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Young people..." he muttered, shaking his head slightly, as if dealing with a minor inconvenience

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