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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 22, 2014 23:43:27 GMT
"PETER! NO!" Magda screamed as she ran after the van, though she wasn't fast enough! No matter how hard she ran. When the van trailed off from sight, she slowed her run and watched it fade even more from sight. "PPEETTEERRR!" Her son! NO! They'd taken her son! Tears fell over her cheeks as she tried to figure out her next move; follow them! She needed to know where they were taking him!
She was in over her head! She needed help, but wasn't sure where to turn. There was only a few other mutants she knew of; and the only one she knew with any detail was Peter's father. She managed to find the corporation that had him, Manticore. Then she set about finding someone to help her--Magneto he was called now. Though back when she knew him, it was Erik. Back when she loved him.
It was hard finding him, but with others looking to join the brotherhood it was only a matter of finding a member--which took longer then she liked--and following them to where they were. As she crept closer to the hideout, she was caught but a mean green toad of a man--but since she was a mutant and could prove it, he took her to a large room full of metal to await Magneto.
Scarlet, her youngest daughter was with her father's family for now. Safe from this mess. Magda stood there, dressed in a blond wig, a oversize sweatshirt and hood, dark sunglasses, and yoga pants. Even her dark red lipstick was nothing like her former self and she was glad--if she could get him to help her without him knowing that Peter was his son, then she could keep Peter out of this war for a while longer.
When the door opened she turned toward the sight, and held out her hands to show she wasn't a threat. Speaking in an American accent she called out, "Please! I came because I need your help!"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 23, 2014 0:07:49 GMT
Magneto had been doing research on what would be the latest plan to fight for mutant rights. He had been gathering information about this particular corporation, unveiling some off the book records, which involved mutants as their test subjects. It seemed to be a growing occurrence. Ever since Trask Industries, and the monetary potential people realized that these sort of industries could have, many were trying to create their own theories, conduct their own experiments, and develop their own money making schemes. Which was why Magneto was all too aware of what was happening, and why he would not idly stand by and witness it. He was deeply engrossed in his work when Toad approached him, telling him that someone was here to see him. Magneto looked up at him curiously. Someone was here? How had they found him? Did he realize how dangerous this could be?
Magneto was far from impressed with his security, but he also knew that whoever it was, was no match to him. Curiosity and intrigue got the better of him as he made his way to where this person was awaiting him. He waved his hands, opened the doors and stepping inside. His eyes rest upon a woman, blond hair, baggy clothes and sunglasses. The only reason one would wear sunglasses indoors in an already dimly lit area, was if they were attempting to conceal themselves, or hide something. She immediately started the conversation by stating that she needed his help. Who was she? Human or mutant? Because he was far more inclined to help the latter as oppose to the former. He looked at her for a few more seconds, assessing her to see what he could already assume about this woman. "Why don't you first start by telling me who you are?" He questioned. He was not agreeing to anything for this entire arrangement was rather, suspicious. Something in his gut told him so, and he had learned to trust his instincts.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 23, 2014 0:17:42 GMT
Who she was wasn't an option in telling him. "My name is Isabelle Maximoff." She told him, trying to go with as much of the truth as she could. Isabelle was an ails, so not a lie completely. However it wasn't the name he knew her back once, long ago. Back when they were happy--or at least, she had been for the most part. Her time with Erik had been wonderful, and she felt like she had a family in him--but he could not let his past go, and he could not let himself be with a human.
But she was no human.
"My son, Peter. He helped . . . " She was going to kill Peter for that. " . . . he helped you escape from the prison that held you recently." Like a fool! He had followed that hippie looking man and the large one and the nerd to break Erik from prison--so apparently 'Magneto' could attack the president! "Manticore. They came for him. Please! . . . . They could do anything to him!" She'd seen that they did to Erik, what that one man had done to him and it made her fear for Peter all the more. "You owe him! He helped you, and now he needs your help!"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 23, 2014 0:26:39 GMT
She spoke of her son, and Magneto recalled him as she went on to explain what he had done to him. He was the young mutant who could move exceptionally fast, and used his abilities as if they were completely natural. Magneto had been rather impressed with what the boy could do. And perhaps would have been more expressive of that, had the circumstances been different. She then went on to say that Manticore had come for him and Magneto could only imagine what they would do to him. She finished by telling Magneto that he owed him and that he now needed his help. Magneto would not help Peter due to the notion of reciprocity. He would help him because he was a mutant and he was in trouble. He looked over the woman who stated she was Peter's mother. There was something familiar about her.
Something that Magneto could not ignore. Yet, what that something was, he could determine. He remained calm, rather than rushing out this very second to help him. There was a genuine desperation in her tone of voice. Yet he was no fool. They could be persuading her to a deal: her son for Magneto. For it unsettled him how she had found a headquarters that was meant to be secret. Far too convenient. "Why come to me?" He questioned. He wanted to see her face and hear her tone as she explained her motives. Yet, it was difficult to do so with those sunglasses on. Something that he still did not understand which only continued to fuel his suspicions about her entire ordeal.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 23, 2014 0:44:29 GMT
Why come to him? So many reasons that should not tell him. "Because he got caught by getting you out of prison. They saw his face, built connections, found him. Stole him! You were the reason he was taken!" It was unfair to to be angry at him, but she didn't care! He was supposed to have killed one man and then let it go! No! He was in prison! Who who knows what! He was here, making a name for himself while her son was in some lab!
"Will you not help him? Have I wasted what little time there was to come here?" To seek his help. Did he only want war? Or did the unjust not bother him? She ALMOST spoke up and asked him if he had ever been subject to what they could be doing to Peter right now--but she knew he had and Magda didn't have it in her heart to strike that low. "Will you abandon him?"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 23, 2014 0:54:55 GMT
She was here for her son. It was evident in the way she spoke to him. She was either a highly skilled con artist and manipulator, or a genuinely concerned mother who was desperate to save her son. She told him that this was his fault, that he had been caught and was imprisoned because of his actions of getting Magneto out. He was well aware that Peter had only helped Magneto not to fight for mutant justice, but because he wanted the thrill of a challenge. "He was not taken because of helping me," Magneto stated, starting to clarify the truth. "Your son was taken, because he is a mutant." Regardless of what Peter did, he would always be targeted as a mutant. If he was apprehended and charged with breaking into the Pentagon and freeing a criminal, then he would have been sent to prison, not a lab to be tested and experimented on. She then asked if he would abandon him.
Magneto cast her a look. He would never abandon a fellow mutant so long as he could help it. It was what he had blamed Charles for doing, and he would not by a hypocrite. Magneto already knew that he would help Peter, but he was still in the process of gathering as much information as he could. Including, how Manicore had managed to capture Peter when the boy was able to get in and out of one of the most guarded facilities in the world. "Considering your son's exceptional abilities, I must ask, how exactly was Manicore able to apprehend him?" Could he not move quicker than the speed of light? Could he not so easily elude the authorities? So what weapon did they have, or what methods had they used, to capture Peter? Knowing this, would better prepare Magneto for the mission he would embark on to help Peter.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 23, 2014 1:01:56 GMT
So many questions! Why was he not jumping into action! Gritting her teeth she answered him, but she knew they were growing more short on time! "They came for him. I told him to run, and he disappeared but not far. When I refused to aid them . . . when I tried to stop them, they fought back. He came back for me, but during the . . . . they injected him with something. It made him sleep. He is defenseless, and alone."
Her son. Her baby boy was right where Erik had been once. It made her heart beat faster, and she took a step closer to him, only to in turn step back. Don't get close. Don't let him know. "Do you want me to beg? Name your price! Just go and get him! Please! Do yo know what they will---" Do to him. Of course he did. He lived it once. "They will hurt him. They will try to see what makes him different. I need to get to him. I need to protect him, and I need your help. He helped you--why will you not give him the same?"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 23, 2014 1:32:04 GMT
So it seems that they had used his mother as bait and then sedated him. It made sense. Peter required heavy sedation in order to prevent him from using his abilities, or talking. The boy did seem to love to talk. Magneto knew full well what they would do to him. He had endured torture because of his mutation. And Peter would be subject to the same thing. Humans treated their kind like lab rats; believing that they could experiment on them whenever they so pleased. She spoke of how she needed to get to him, to protect him. "You can not protect him," Magneto stated, pointing out her failure to do so right now. Because she was a human -- or so he was assuming that she was. For Peter had never made any mention that his mother was a mutant. Not that he had the time to engage in a long, deep conversation with the boy. He had only mentioned that his mother knew another mutant, not that she was one.
"But he can learn to better protect himself." With the proper training; something that Magneto was willing to offer him."I will help your son," Magneto stated, finally making his intentions known. "Not because I want anything in return. But because he is a mutant. And your kind, you humans are what put our race in danger, every single day." This was a clear example of that. Because Peter was not ashamed to use his gifts, and embraced who he was, he was now targeted for it. That, was why he would help him. Not because a pleading mother had come in the height of desperation. But because a fellow mutant was in danger. "How long ago did they take him?" Magneto asked, quickly putting together a strategy in his mind. He needed to know how recent it was so that he could determine whether they were in transit, or whether they would have arrived at the facility by now, for he had a fairly good idea where they were taking him.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 23, 2014 2:08:41 GMT
"You can not protect him," That much was becoming clear, but she would still try! With every cell in her body, she would still try. "But he can learn to better protect himself." With him, when he was a man perhaps but right now he was just a boy! Not a child but not an adult either. He still needed her help in protecting him, which meant she would have to learn too. This she knew. Had known the moment the men tried to take him.
"I will help your son," She exhaled a large and loud breath at his words, even as his next one made her suck it right back in with silent outrage. "And your kind, you humans are what put our race in danger, every single day." This was how far he'd come? This level of hate? How could he have once loved her if this was how he felt about a mother coming to him BEGGING him to save her son?
"How long ago did they take him?" It took her moment to answer, so hurt by the realization that everything she thought she knew about what they were once might well be only in her mind. Another lie she told herself at night to make her feel better. "Three days go." She told him, lifting her hand over to the side, toward a lamp--it took a second to glow brighter and brighter until it exploded. Her other hand lifted and the power to the room shut off before it turned back on. Lowering her hands she spoke, "But nor have they had power these last few days." It had slowed them down, maybe kept him safer. "I am not what you hate so much. Even if I was, that fact that you would speak to a desperate mother who came to you for aid as such . . . . has there never been any human who you did not hate with such . . . bitterness?"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 23, 2014 3:03:28 GMT
She answered his question, but that was not what he suddenly became interested in. He watched her as she raised her hand to the lamp before it grew bright which was then followed by its explosion. Magneto eyed her, an ever so slight smile on his lips. She was a mutant. Interesting. Very interesting indeed. Furthermore, she began to play with the power in the room, turning it off for a brief moment before it came back on. Did she control electricity then? Light? She went on to say that they had no had power. Well, at least she was using abilities for some good then. Though he wondered why she had not been able to stop them from taking her son. At least she was not being completely idle. She went on to say that she was not a homo sapien -- phrasing it in a rather different way -- and trying to make him sound as if he was the heartless one for not complying to a mother's beg. He as unfazed by her words, showing no remorse for his action. Instead, he took a few steps toward her. "Tell me, how many mutants have lost their mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, significant others, and so many more?" He paused for a moment, thinking of his own mother but pushing aside the thought, not wanting to let any such emotion show in this moment.
He also conveniently ignored what he assumed to be her rhetorical question about knowing a human that he did not hate so much. There had only ever been one, but her name was irrelevant right now. "All the fears that humans experience due to the endangering or loss of their loved ones who are mutants, is due to their own kind." Humans feared mutants and would try to eradicate them from the earth . . . until they realized that someone they loved was one. Then, only then, did they seek out help, or even betray them out of fear for what they were. "No ones discusses the losses our race has suffered. Only when a human is involved, does it matter to them. It is humans who are responsible for our suffering." So if she had been a human mother of a mutant son, he would not have had sympathy for her, because homo sapiens, her race, were what endangered her son's life in the first place. Such irony. "Your son is being held at the laboratory where they are conducting experiments on our kind. They will most likely be starting the experimenting process in a day's time." They would need to do a series of tests before they started actually experimenting on him. "I will get to him before then." That, Magneto could be sure of.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 23, 2014 3:55:30 GMT
She heard his words and knew why he saw them as such. Even while she understood his need--for she had lived it as well--nor could she follow it. She had to teach her son better. That life was important and every life was worth standing up for. While she knew the price of reining silent, she would make sure he never did. Because she didn't want him to have the fear she lived with, and know the horror's she had seen. Which was why she had to get to him before anything happened to him. Before he became his father.
"You can believe what you must; but he is a child and I still want him to believe in something. To not see the world for a dark and evil thing but something that he can live in. You've met him. He enjoys life too much for them to take it away now." He said he would get to him by morning, but she wished it was sooner. "Can you not move before then? Why must we wait?! They could be doing anything to him!"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 24, 2014 2:37:21 GMT
She spoke of how she wanted him to believe in something, and not see the darkness in the world. "The moment he was taken, he was exposed to the darkness that exists for mutants in this world." There was no denying. Mutants could hide for as long as they wished, but eventually, they would be found. A prime example being what the future would have had in store with them thanks to Trask. He had created a mutant radar of sorts, that could determine where the nearest mutant was and had taken that a step further by using that to target them, and destroying them. "The joy and carefree lifestyle only exists temporarily. It is impossible to keep Peter, or any other mutant, sheltered from the reality of this society." Peter may have already witnessed horrific things. Understood what they were going to do to him. The world was not filled with happiness and joy and sadly, this was the boy's harsh lesson in the world.
She then expressed her impatience in waiting, and while Magneto could understand it, he was not going to enter blindly into such a massive operation. "If you feel you can do a better job rescuing him, then by all means, go," he told her. He took a couple of steps closer to her. "I am not going to be reckless in how I approach this mission." He had to form a strategy, plan for every contingency. "I told you that I would free him and you must believe that otherwise you would not have come to me." She would have found somewhere else to go. Though he knew that the options were rather limited. "Speaking of which, I must start planning. I will have Toad show you to the main living area where you can wait." So that she could rest and he could do what he needed to get Peter, and any other mutant who had been captured, out of the lab.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 25, 2014 2:06:54 GMT
. . . Did he just . . . dismiss her? Send her off with that toad, while he planned something that he clearly thought her too weak to aid in. "No, I want to help." Magda took a step away from the door s. She was not leaving. It was her son and she needed to see hat had happened to him. She needed to know so she could help him past it. Besides, she could not wait to see if he was alright.
"I can control technology, i can help you get to him and do of use." She explained, "I need to be there. I need to go and see this happen. Please. I'm his mother. He needs me there." Maybe he was a teenager, and maybe he was 'almost a man' but she knew all to well the horrors he could see--and everyone could use someone they loved then. How well she knew. How hard it was not to remind him of how he knew it too. Or did he?
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 25, 2014 3:33:15 GMT
She was desperate to help. A mother's desperation came as no surprise to him, but that did not mean that Magneto was going to be so easily persuaded. He planned for everything, strategizing based on mutants' abilities and where their strengths lay. He did not need an irrational mother who was far too emotionally invested in this to make a wrong move and ruin the entire plan; and that was what he feared from her. Even though she obviously had an exceptional gift, which brought him to the point he was preparing to make. "You say you can help," he began to say, eying her, still trying to understand what made her so familiar to him. "Yet you could not even stop the vehicle in which your son was taken." Even though she could control technology.
"You could not use your abilities to stop them from taking Peter." He was not saying this to make her feel guilty, though he knew it was an inevitable result. He was saying this to show why he could not use her in his plan. "So I disagree," he continued. He disagreed in her ability to help, and disagreed with her saying that Peter needed her there. "What he needs, is someone who can successfully break him out of the research facility he is imprisoned in. And that someone, will be me." Confidence, bordering on arrogance. But that was how certain Magneto was that he could get it done. And how uncertain he was in her own capabilities.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 26, 2014 1:23:04 GMT
His words made her eyes closed, and she tilted her face away. True. She had not been strong enough, or fast enough. She had failed protecting this child almost as much as Anya. But she would not loose another! She would not bow or break this time! She was going to save her son even if she had to make a deal with the devil. "I am going." She said softly but firmly. "I know the loss of a child already and I will not risk it again. I know the pain of what they might do to him, for I have seen it and seen what it does to a person and I will not let him face the same!" Her voice became stronger and louder as she grew angry and more determined . . . And the false accent slipped to let the hint of her true one come out. "I will not let him face this alone! He will know I will fight for him or die trying."
"I have seen when men do evil things in the name of fear-on both sides. My burdens will not become his! My nightmares. I will be there for him, as everything I have done since his birth has been for him. For his sister. You can mock me, don me weak, and make me feel like a terrible person, but you know what they did to you! You know as well as I how having some there would--" No! She'd said too much. Exposed too much of herself when blinded by her anger. "I....I mean....." shite!
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 26, 2014 2:12:03 GMT
He listened to her, letting her get it out. Though, his attention slipped from the content of her words and focused instead of the way she said them. A false accent. That had to be it, for the more passionate she spoke about helping, the more natural her voice became. And the more familiar it was to Magneto. It was not until she said something very specific, that he began to piece things together. Though, the impossibility of it was also strong in his mind. She spoke of what they did to him. It was a general statement, and yet far too specific. There was only one person that would have known first hand. The other, being Charles who had seen into his mind.
But he had told no one else. Only one knew because she had witnessed part of it, and helped him through the aftermath. Wordlessly, he raised his hand, using his ability to pull the sunglasses off of her. He noticed her other hand come up in attempt to stop him, which only made him further use his abilities to hold her hand in place -- thanks to the metal bands she wore around her wrist. Using the metal in the sunglasses, he pulled them off. The shock of seeing who it was caused her glasses to fall to the floor as he just stared at her in surprise. His eyes slightly widened, the revelation now made. "Magda?" He questioned, stated, acknowledged . . . so many different tones, unable to determine which emotion in this moment was strongest.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 26, 2014 3:13:29 GMT
Her glasses begin to slipping and she jerked her hands up to stop them,--only to have them get stuck in mid air, and her glasses to be removed. Erik. Metal. She'd forgotten to remove it all. He knew now. Once her hands could move, she lifted them up to remove the hood, and then the wig. Tossing the win to the side, she pulled the hoodie over and off her. It was too late to hide anymore, anyhow.
At first she could not met his eyes, as her heart rate kicked up. Erik knew it was her now. Knew she was a mutant. A mother. Soon he'd do the math. Peter was his son. Looking back at him, she took a deep breath. "Yes." Admitting it was her wasn't the hardest part of what she had to say either; because right now she feared he'd take it out on her son--their son. Taking out any anger he might feel over her lying to him. She feared right now that he'd want nothing to do with her, and that he might delay going for Peter because of it.
She used to know him, but with everything she'd seen and heard--did she know him still? Was he that Erik any longer? "I know you think me weak, Erik. For pretending to be human, for not being able to protect my son. But my love for him is not weak. It is all I have left. For my son and my daughter. I need to be there for him . . . like I was for you. I need to make sure that he knows he is loved and that I will be there for him."
"I do not want him to take this and become bitter and hateful with the world around him, like I fear you have become." For everything he said to her earlier still rang in her mind. "I rather he still find the good in this world--" Her hand lifted the necklace she wore, the one she always wore. The one Erik made for her as a child, "--Like his father once did."
Stepping closer she refused to look away from his face, "I am going with you, Erik, to save our son."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 26, 2014 3:48:42 GMT
He continued to gaze at her, trying to process everything. From her being here, to her being a mutant, to her having a son -- and a daughter -- to the actual words falling from her lips. He didn't know what he was feeling right now. Shock. Yes. Most definitely shock. But the more she spoke, the more his emotions became a mixture of other things. Part of the reason they had parted ways was because she was human. Or so, he had believed her to be. Yet here she was, standing before him, showing her powers. And having a son that he had met prior, having absolutely no idea that it was her boy. She spoke of how she did not want Peter to be like him, using the camp against him. It was something he could not stand. Being reminded of it. Because she knew what he had endured, what they all had endured. And yet, she still did not understand.
It wasn't until she spoke of him as his father, using 'our' son that he fully froze. Their son. Which meant . . . no. That was impossible. Well no, not exactly impossible. The more Magneto quickly went over the math and timing, it was slowly fading away from the possibility of being impossible. As if there was not enough to process, his mind was attempting to work on this. On what she had told him. On . . . he was Peter's father? He was Peter's father. The words did not sound right, nor did they settle well in his mind. She showed him the necklace, and his eyes focused on it. He felt everything building up inside of him, every emotion caused by her words; good and bad. He was unsure in this moment what to say or do. So he did not over think it. He just acted.
He raised his hand toward the necklace, the magnetism causing it to pull toward, ripping off her neck as he tightly clutched it in the palm of his hand. He didn't look at it, he merely grasped it. He did not feel happy, nor proud to be a father right now. It was all replaced by everything else she had said, done and not done. "You come here, unable to even look me in the eye." Wearing a ridiculous costume to what, protect herself from him? "You are so intolerant of me, that you can not even look at me unless I force you to." He was angry, because he was hurt. He knew that their parting had not been under the best terms, but that did not mean he didn't deeply care for her. To know that she would have kept this facade up had he not forced her to reveal herself, hurt. And he hated that he could still feel hurt by her. That she still had that power over him."You speak of the past, but look at the present. Look at yourself." Of how long she had been hiding who she was; which resulted in the same way had she been proud to call herself a mutant.
Really, the anger stemmed from her not telling him. For he wondered . . . if things could have been different. And then of course, came the idea of fatherhood. Of him being a father. "And you come here now. Seeking my help because you feel I owe him something. Yet you would have continued to withhold the truth from me." It wasn't that she had not told him all those years, it was that coming here now, she had still denied him the truth. The truth of who she really was, of who Peter was. He took a few steps toward her, clutching the metal necklace so tightly, it caused his hand to slightly tremble. "I will free him." But not because he was his son. For even now, Erik knew nothing of fatherhood. He was a father only through biology; not of heart, but of blood. "Not because he is your son." Not their son, because he could not process this. Had she only even revealed it was their son to further convince him to save him? "But because he is a mutant. And I will open his eyes to the truth of this world." Of the evil that lurked, of the threat that surrounded them, and of anything else he could say or do, to prove his own point. His words were almost a threat. His arrogance made him determined, and right now, he knew it was also partly out of spite.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 26, 2014 4:07:28 GMT
She felt a pain in the back of her neck as the necklace that she had loved so much was pulled from her. She stumbled slightly, her hand going out to catch it but he was quicker; and it was already gone. "You come here, unable to even look me in the eye." Because it hurt to know all they could have had, had it not been for his hate. "You are so intolerant of me, that you can not even look at me unless I force you to." "It's not intolerance." It was fear of his hate, and the world.
Her hand lifted to rub her neck, as he spoke more. "Yet you would have continued to withhold the truth from me." Yes. She never would have told him; almost wished she dind't have to tell him now. "I will open his eyes to the truth of this world."
"To your world." Lowering her hand form her neck, Magda walked forward, toward him. Her eyes moved toward her necklace but then back to his face. "When I knew you, I didn't know what I was. Small things happened but I wasn't sure it was me." Like the lights when he took her. "When Anya was killed, I begin to see what I was. But it was too late. You couldn't over look that I was human and I was too afraid of where you were going to admit to you anything!"
"When I found out that once again I carried your child, I was even more afraid! Of me, of you, of the world we live in so YES . . . look at me! I hid from the world and apart of me hid from you too. I had no idea where to find you, but nor did I look. Because I had already lost one child to your foes, and I was not going to lose another because you could not let go of your hate."
"I had rather you never learned of me and Peter. Because you are about to fight a war, Erik and I will not let them once again use me, or our son to hurt you. I cannot lose him. Either of my children." She wasting for his help for their son, and for him to not 'open his eyes'. "You were a good man once. Don't take that away from your son."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 26, 2014 19:06:04 GMT
He continued to listen to her words, feeling the same strong emotions of anger within him. "It is not my world," he immediately correct. "If it was, then Peter would not have been taken." It was the reality. It was the world that mutants lived in; one they endured with fear. How could she not yet see that? His world was not filled with darkness, the entire world was. Her son being kidnapped should be evident of that. She went on to explain, justify her actions of not having told him. She had not known that she was a mutant when they were together. He supposed he should be relieved to know that, but all the other truths now being revealed, prevented him from feeling anything related to relief and happiness. It was her words of never having the intention to tell him of Peter, and having the audacity to show up here in a disguise, that was the most angering of everything else. He had no sympathy for her fear of losing two children. Perhaps in time he could, but certainly not right now.
"I wonder which was more devastating for you," he began to say. "Realizing that your son was a mutant. Or realizing that I was the father." Because with the way she spoke, it seemed to be a mix of the two. Fearful for her son's fate. Fearful that he would find out the truth and thus, find them. He wondered if it would have been the same with Ania. If she would have regretted the fact that he was the father, and that she was a mutant. Because she undoubtedly would have been one. She spoke of how he had once been a good man, and not to take that away from his son. Interesting. That she now chose to use this word, when she otherwise would not have dared to reveal the truth. "I was only a good man by your standard, when I conformed to your lifestyle."
When he was not out seeking justice. When he was not avenging the death of his mother, or the others who died at those camps. What kind of life was that? How did that made him a good man, when he now was fighting for the survival of his -- no, of their race. "Do not call me his father in attempt to appeal or persuade me to save him." He had forced the truth from her, and now she seemed insistent on reminding him that Peter was his son. "Do not call him my son for your convenience." He would not tolerate that. "Besides, it would spare you the pain of the reminder." The reminder that Magneto was her son's father. Which, seemed to be a rather negative thing in her eyes. If it was not, she would not have withheld it from him. Not necessarily in the past years, but particularly, now when she came to him.
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