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Angel In The Attic	By : fusedtwilight Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 5328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Angel in the Attic
Chapter 8

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta Lisa.
The time has come for Magneto to make his move and we learn why he wants Michael.

Three days later found Michael in the library.
The danger room was still being repaired and they were also adding upgrades to it.
Everyone heard what happened. But as is the norm, the truth was lost in a whirlwind of rumor and speculation.
Some heard Michael lost control of his powers, some heard he attacked Warren. Others heard he saved Warren from an assassin. Michael was amazed at how the others made up such tall tales.
Although, the part about the assassin did amuse him quite a bit. That one detailed him fighting some ninja from some Asian group called the Hand and using mad martial art skills to defend Warren.
Despite the danger room being closed Michael still sneaked off into the woods, far from the school to practice with his power. Warren encouraged him not to let the incident in the danger room put him off of training with his power.
For once Michael did not disagree. The feeling he had when he used his power when he was training was still burning in his mind. He felt so powerful, so in control. These were two feelings that were very alien for him.
He had been practicing on manipulating his power into different shapes. He actually managed to shape his energy into a sword. He had remembered how the mutant Pyro had been able to shape his fire into monstrous shapes and he wanted to see if he could do that.
He practiced more on making the mini-suns. He learned to project them away from his body and even learned how to create more than one. He learned to control them with his mind, to make them float around him. He could control the speed of their flight; he could make them gently float through the air or he could shoot them like comets through the air.
They were highly destructive; he also found that he could control them to the point where he could make them explode with a simple thought.
Right now Michael was in the library. He had a stack of books with him. The library was big and had a large selection for each category; religion, science, philosophy, history, etc. He knew about the Catholic teachings and beliefs. He knew that the other denominations had different views on angels but he never knew it was like this. In one book an angel was listed as being good, in another they were listed as being evil.
There were so many views on demons and angels and even God and the Devil. It was enough to test the patience of even a saint. Growing up he was strictly taught to be a Catholic, so he didn't really know anything about other religious beliefs.
There was a loud bang as someone slammed a book right next to him. He jumped and looked up at the grinning face of Julian Keller.
"S'up loser?" he asked.
Michael settled back into his seat. "Leave me alone Keller, I am not in the mood to deal with you right now," he said.
"Ohh, Angel Jr. is gaining some spine huh?"
Julian grabbed a chair and sat in it with the back end facing front.
"What do you want?" Michael asked.
His book went flying into the air, a green aura surrounded it.
"Hey give that back," Michael said.
"What the hell are you reading?" he asked looking at the book.
"The hell are these things? Angels? Why do they have six wings?" he asked.
"If you studied the bible a little you would know there are different kinds of angels," Michael said.
"The seraphim, also known as the burning ones; the highest class of angels; these divine beings surround God and praise him and sing to him at all times. They have three wings and are covered in divine fire," Julian read. He looked up at Michael and grinned. "Relations of yours?"
Michael snatched the book out of Julian's hands. "Just go away Keller."
"Look, I am here to say something I almost never say and if you tell anyone I said it I will deny it."
"What?"
"I'm sorry."
Michael looked at him surprised. Was Julian Keller, the Hellion himself apologizing to Michael? Mr. Big-Bad himself?
"Wipe that look off your face; you look like a moron," Julian said.
Alright he was still a jerk but why was he apologizing?
"Now, I know me apologizing is like seeing a dog speak. But I heard about your situation with your family and...I'm sorry okay."
Michael looked at him suspiciously. "Why would you care?"
"Normally I don't. But, I know what you are going through."
"You do?"
"Yeah. I used to be the golden child in my family. I was set to inherit all my parent's money and they doted over me. I was the captain of the football team, and I was the most popular guy at school. My mother bragged about me to her friends and was always setting me up with her friend's daughters. My father treated me like I was the apple of his eye. Always going on how proud he was I was his son. My little brother hardly was ever noticed by anyone, even our parents. He was the other one if you know what I mean."
"Then your powers manifested," Michael said taking a guess.
Julian nodded.
"Yeah, I got into a fight with a bunch of older guys at a party. I thought I could take them and as they proceeded to whip my ass my power manifested. Then it all went to hell. In a second I was no longer the good son. I was the embarrassment, the shame, the black sheep. My mother's friends mocked her for having a mutant son, my father wouldn't even look at me. Then they wrote me out of their wills and my younger brother who they never noticed before was suddenly the favorite. He was the good son, I was the freak. They sent me here. I didn't want to come but I had no choice. They hardly ever speak to me. They have not invited me over since I got here."
"I was ten when my power manifested," Michael said. "Before that my family was perfect and happy. But then I grew my wings."
"I heard they stuffed you in an attic. Is that true?"
He nodded. "Yes. Sometimes if I misbehaved I was not allowed to leave and I had to miss supper. They would only let me out when we had to go to church or the grocery store. But they told everyone I had a mental illness to explain why I was never at school and I was not allowed to talk to anyone."
"Jesus, and I thought my parents were screwed up," Julian said.
"It wasn't...my mom was more understanding. But my father runs the house and his word is law. If it wasn't for her he would have never let me leave the attic."
There was a silence between the two.
"And to think I was jealous of you," Julian said.
"Me? Why? You're the most popular guy at the school and the leader of one of the most powerful X-men-in-training groups. I envy you."
"Not that I blame you," Julian said with his trademark cocky grin.
"Seriously Julian, you are popular; you're confident, you are charismatic, you have style and...I think it's called swag. You are outgoing and you own the spotlight. I am just some shy freak who lived in his parent's attic for six years."
"But you got this badass power, and you have the looks that make even the most straightest of men want to stare at your pretty face and people just love being around you. They always go on about how nice and polite and sweet you are."
"They would say that about you if you were not so rude all the time," Michael said.
"Watch it," Julian said narrowing his eyes.
Michael laughed and Julian smiled himself, being unable to feel annoyed.

Meanwhile Mystique was sulking around. She was waiting for a call. She had spent days observing the X-men, waiting for the right moment to strike.
She was a member of the crowd and she was annoyed by the religious freaks and couldn't wait to be rid of them.
The phone in her pocket began to vibrate and she answered it. "Hello?"
"It is time," Exodus said from the other side.
"Finally, I was about to kill some of these flatscans. What am I to do?" she asked.
"We will provide a distraction. We need to draw as many of the X-men out as we can. Once inside, find the boy and bring him outside. We will send a party to collect you."
"Good."
"We will attack in five minutes. Get ready."
"Roger that."

Many miles from the school Exodus and his group waited. He used his powers to keep the humans from seeing them as anything but a rather large crowd of normal flatscans.
He had brought many mutants with him; a mutant attack of this level would draw out many of the X-men.
With him were Toad, Sabertooth, Avalanche, Blob, Marrow, Frenzy, Random, Unuscione, Issac, Neophyte, the Fenris twins, Pyro, Lady Mastermind, Kamal and Senyaka.
"Alright people, do not hold back, fight with your all, we need to draw out as many X-men as we can. The time is upon us and soon we will rain fire down from the heavens."
Exodus dropped the mental illusion surrounding him and his group. Within a few seconds people were screaming and running.
"Have at them ladies and gentlemen."

Back at the school things were getting hectic.
The kids, (thanks to the internet and T.V.), knew about the attack. The X-men were already getting ready.
Xavier was in the underground basement with Scott and Hank. They were calling all available X-men. Due to the need for a large team all classes were suspended because the majority of the teachers would be gone.
"Professor, something about this doesn't feel right. Why would they just attack? There is no reason or purpose," Scott said.
"Yes, they just seem to be destroying whatever they can," Hank said.
"I agree, I feel there is more to this then they know. I believe it is a distraction," Xavier said.
"For what? You don't think they would attack the school do you?" Scott asked.
"I am locking the school down, better to be safe than sorry."
A team of X-men assembled. Cyclops, Storm, Iceman, Havoc, Nightcrawler, Colossus, Shadowcat, Phoenix, Dazzler, Psylock, Wolverine, Gambit, Rogue, and even Xavier himself was going.
He was the only one who could contend with Exodus. Emma wanted to go as back-up but Xavier wanted at least one telepath at the school and Jean would be there to provide back-up if he needed it.
Before he left he told the whole school that no one was to leave the building and that they were on lockdown.
He also told the remaining X-men to keep an extra eye on Michael.
But what he didn't know was that Mystique was already hidden inside the mansion, disguised as a random student, and thanks to her psi-shielding she was undetected.
She moved throughout the mansion, looking for Michael, forming a plan on how to get him away.

Michael was in the rec room with the other students. They were watching the T.V., some brave helicopter had gotten close enough to capture footage as the X-men fought Exodus and his group.
"Man, this is crazy!" Rockslide said.
"I can't believe the Professor is there, he never goes on a mission unless it is super important," Pixie said.
"Do you think they will be okay?" Michael asked Jay.
"Don't worry, they can handle these guys," Jay said.
The T.V. showed Frenzy and Colossus trading blows, only for Senyaka to wrap his energy coils around Colossus's neck. Colossus fell to his knees as his life was drained from him and Frenzy took the moment to begin to attack him.
"I mean...they will come back alive, but maybe with some bruises," Jay said.
"Michael?"
Michael looked at the door and saw Warren standing there. "We need to talk, alone," he said.
"Okay."
Michael followed him out of the rec room.
"What is it Warren?" he asked.
"Follow me," Warren said.
They walked in silence. Michael noticed Warren seemed tense about something but he didn't say anything. It wasn't until they walked into the main hall and Warren put his hands on the door knob that Michael said something.
"Wait, Warren, the Professor said we couldn't leave."
"Don't worry, you are with me," Warren said.
They walked out into the front lawn. Michael kept on looking nervously back at the school. Something was wrong, he could feel it.
"Warren what is going on?" he asked.
"Magneto has made his move. He has sent his people to cause a distraction so he could sneak you out of the school," Warren said.
"Then...why are we out of the school?" Michael asked.
Warren turned and Michael noticed his eyes had turned yellow and reptile like. "I'll give you a hint."
Before Michael could react, Warren brought his hand up, there was a canister like device in his hands and he sprayed it into Michael's face.
Michael gagged and started to cough. The world started to go fuzzy and he felt tired. He landed face first onto the ground and Warren smiled.
"Not very smart, not that I am complaining."
Mystique grabbed her phone from her pocket and dialed a number. "I got him. Now hurry up before they realize he is gone."

Back at the battle things were getting heated.
The fighters were all still fighting, some were injured; some more than others, but they continued to fight.
Jean was keeping Lady Mastermind from using her illusions while Xavier and Exodus fought one another mentally.
Everyone else was fighting fist to fist, claw to claw and energy blast to energy blast.
The street was decimated; burning cars and blocks of concrete littered the area. Any sane human was long gone save for a few helicopters in the sky that were still recording what was going on for the news.
-What is the meaning of this Exodus? What is it you want?- Xavier asked Exodus.
-The same thing I have always wanted. The freedom and liberation of the mutant race and justice for all the pain and suffering humans have brought to us.- Exodus replied.
-And senselessly destroying a city block is doing that how? What is Magneto planning?-
-My master has made a weapon, one that will rain light from the heavens and turn our enemies to dust. All it needs is the main part-
-You mean Michael? You plan on using his omega level energy projection powers?-
Exodus just smiled. -The boy will be honored above all others, through him, paradise will be born.-
-I will not allow you or Magneto to use an innocent boy in such a way.-
-You may be able to fight me mind to mind Xavier, but you forget, I am one of the most powerful telekinetics-
Exodus raised his arms and Xavier's chair broke to pieces, causing him to fall to the ground. Exodus smiled and was about to hit Xavier with a telekinetic beam but was thrown to the side.
He looked up and saw Jean hovering before him, surrounded in a fiery aura. -Care to fight one of the other most powerful telekinetics?-
-Regan?-
-Took her down,- she jerked her thumb behind her and he saw Lady Mastermind unconscious.
-She is a lot stronger then her father was, but her power is similar to his and I am all too familiar with his illusions, it wasn't too difficult in taking her down.-
Exodus sent a telekinetic wave at her, but Jean used her own power to meet his wave with a wave of her own. The ground between them exploded from the force of their wills and Xavier had to cover his eyes from the dust.
He felt a small surge for Jean as she held her own against one of the most powerful mutants in the world. She had come a long way from the comatose girl he met all those years ago.
"I admit I have always wanted to fight you woman, your reputation precedes you," Exodus said standing up.
"Then you should know I am not one to anger," she said.
Exodus sneered at her. "And I am not one to be bested."

While the battle raged, Mystique still in Warren's form was still waiting for her pick up. She was starting to get worried, how much longer before someone happened to look out the window and saw her and the unconscious boy?
"Damn them, how much longer? This is what I get for working with amateurs. Next time I see Magneto I am going to have words with him about his people's work ethic."
Just then the door opened and a large group of X-men came pouring out, including some of the X-Men-in-training.
"Damn it all to hell!" she cursed.
Icarus, Surge, Angel, Pixie, Hellion, Rockslide, Jubilee, Wolfcub, Husk, Sage, and Beast stood on the front lawn.
"Put him down Mystique!" Angel ordered.
Mystique sighed and turned to her blue form. "This is what I was hoping to avoid."
"Back away from the boy and surrender Raven, we have you surrounded," Beast said.
"Yeah, get your hands off of my future husband!" Pixie yelled.
Everyone looked at her funny and she blushed. "I mean...get away from Michael!" she yelled.
"Cute, but the boy is coming with me," Mystique said.
"Oh yeah, and how are you getting him out of here lady?" Hellion asked.
"That is what I would like to know." she thought to herself.
"Surge, get Michael," Beast said.
Surge ran at the pair, but she never made it.
Mystique stared as Surge froze, literally, even the electricity that followed her was frozen. She looked at the X-men who were frozen as well.
"Need a hand?"
Mystique spun around and glared at Tempo. "What took you so long?" she asked.
"Had to wait on Vanisher; perv was at his whore house," Tempo said.
Mystique glared at Vanisher who just shrugged. "A man has needs you know."
Mystique gritted her teeth and picked up Michael.
"That the kid? Looks cute," Tempo said.
"Let's just go," Mystique said.
Vanisher placed his hands on their shoulders and they disappeared. The second they were gone time returned to normal and Surge, who had been planning to knock Mystique out skidded to a halt when she saw she just disappeared.
"Where did they go?" she asked looking around.
-Emma! They took Michael!- Beast called.
-I am sorry I didn't notice until it was too late, I have been mentoring the battle and she was shielded!-
-It doesn't matter now, can you detect them?-
-No...they're gone. Wait...something is going on outside.-

Exodus and Jean continued their duel and Xavier helped as best he could.
Just then a device on his belt started to beep. "Enough!" he roared sending out a wave that Jean deflected.
"Oh, we are not done yet pal," Jean said.
"As much as I would love to continue this fight I must go."
-Everyone to me, we are leaving!-
Exodus's people stopped fighting and made their way to Exodus. "Beware X-men, the end is nigh."
The group disappeared as Exodus teleported them away.
"Yeah you better run!" Iceman yelled at them.
The X-Men gather around Xavier. Cyclops helped him up.
"Why did they leave Professor?" Cyclops asked.
"I fear I know the answer already," Xavier said, having a bad feeling.
"Hey guys, they left one behind," Iceman said, showing them Toad, frozen in a block of ice.

Michael woke up feeling groggy.
Instead of seeing the normal white ceiling of his room he found a silver gray ceiling.
He got up and looked around. He was not in his room. This room was lit by florescent lights and it had one bed and a small table with two chairs.
He felt something on his neck and his fingers touched the object; it was some kind of metal object. A collar. He tried to take it off but it could not be removed.
Then he remembered what happened.
"Oh no!"
He began to panic. He had been captured. That wasn't Warren! That was that Mystique woman! How could he have been so stupid? He should have known better!
He looked around and saw a metal door with no doorknob. It looked like one of those doors from that Star Trek movie he saw with some of the kids at the school.
He walked over to it, but it did not open. He banged on it but it did not budge.
"Alright, time to bring on the boom boom, he said.
He raised his hands and willed the fire to burn the door down. But nothing happened. His hands didn't even glow.
"What?" he asked himself, confused as to why his power wasn't working.
The door opened and he jumped back. A man with brown hair walked in, wearing a purple suit. "Glad to see you are up, come, Lord Magneto waits," he said.
Michael took a deep breath and backed away from the man. "No."
"Listen kid, either you follow me willingly, or I drag you kicking and screaming. What will it be?" he asked.
Michael didn't want to follow him, but without his powers he had no choice. He bowed his head and stepped forward. "Good boy," the man said.

"You can't make me talk!" Toad croaked.
He was tied to a chair. Wolverine, Xavier, and Angel stood in front of him. Xavier tried to read his mind but he had inbuilt psi-shielding, no doubt from Exodus.
Xavier could remove it, but it would take time; if they rushed it they could cause damage to his mind.
"Magneto will come for me, you'll see!"
"Toad, after all these years I would assume you have figured you are not even on Magneto's priority list," Xavier said.
Toad glared at him. "You talk big now old man, but you won't be so big when Magneto brings hell on earth."
"Just tell us where Michael is you little eyesore!" Warren yelled getting right up to Toads face.
"Eat me pretty boy!" Toad said, spitting some of his mucus into Warren's face.
Warren glared at Toad and was about to punch him until Logan stopped him. "Let me have at him," he said.
Logan bent down into Toad's ear and whispered something. Toad turned pale and began to shake.
"I-I-I th-think I will talk now."
"What did you say to him?" Warren asked, wiping his face with a Kleenex.
"Trust me bub, you don't want to know," Wolverine said with a creepy smile.
"First tell us where Michael is!" Xavier demanded.
"Asteroid M!" Toad said.
"That's impossible, that thing was destroyed," Warren said.
"Magneto rebuilt it! He used his powers to remake it; now it's new and improved; even had some super smart mutants update it!" Toad said.
"So they're somewhere in space?" Xavier said.
Toad nodded.
"Who is with Magneto? What factions?"
"Well, almost all of them; the Brotherhood, the Acolytes, the Mutant Liberation Front, Gene Nation, and the remaining Morlocks."
"How did Magneto find them all?"
"Well, it's not like we were hard to find what with the acts of terrorism and all. He also has a device called Cerberus. It's like your mutant tracking device but different. Magneto has some mutant plugged into it called Caliban."
"He was one of the Morlocks," Warren said.
"Yeah, he finds powerful mutants for Magneto and Magneto offers them a chance to join. That's how we found the kid; he gave off a super powerful reading!"
"But why does he want Michael?" Xavier said.
"Because it's in Destiny's diary!"
The trio looked at one another nervously. "What diary?"
"You know the story; before she died Destiny made some books with super important info on the future. Magneto got his hands on one. It talked about some mutant who looked like an angel and was super powerful. The diary spoke of a way to harness his power as a weapon. So Magneto built the Cruciform."
"And what is that?" Xavier asked.
"It's like the Deathstar's baby sister. It focuses and channels energy. Magneto is going to hook the kid up to it and use him to blast his enemies to atoms. Just like the diary foretold."
The X-men looked at each other horrified, having already seen the results of Michael's power first hand. The idea of it being harnessed as a weapon of mass destruction filled them with dread.
"Tessa did say his power could level cities," Warren said.
"We can't let Magneto do that," Wolverine commented.
"Don't you blokes get it? By now Magneto is stuffing him in the machine now. Pretty soon the sky is going to light up like the Fourth of July and all of humanity is going to be reduced to dust," Toad said.
"Then I suggest you tell us how to get to Asteroid M, else you join us in oblivion," Xavier said firmly.

The man had led Michael to a large room. There were paintings and statues around, the walls were painted red and there was a large mahogany table with all kinds of food on it.
The man told Michael to wait and left Michael alone.
Michael took a moment to look around the room. It was really fancy and he took time to admire the paintings on the wall.
Still feeling a little sleepy he stretched his neck and limbs, it was then he discovered his wings were covered up in some kind of device.
"What the?" he asked himself.
He felt his back and felt leather and metal buckles; they were preventing him from unfolding his wings.
It was bad enough they took his power from him, but denying him his wings? Even his father wouldn't do something like this!
Well he probably would if he was angry enough. God knows he threatened to cut them off if Michael ever misbehaved.
He heard the door open. He looked and swallowed hard. There before him stood the master of magnetism himself, Magneto.
"Greetings child, welcome to my base," he said.
"Why have you brought me here?" Michael asked.
"Please, have a seat, no need to be so formal."
"Formal? You kidnapped me!"
"No, I saved you."
Magneto walked over to the table and sat at the head. He waved his hand and the other chair moved away from the table.
"Please sit."
Seeing no other choice Michael sat in the chair. It was metal. Not surprising seeing how Magneto could control metal, of course he would surround himself with it.
"Eat, I had this all prepared just for you."
Magneto reached forward and grabbed an apple and tossed it to Michael. Michael caught it and timidly took a bite out of it.
"Now Michael, I understand you must be very confused and frightened. But I promise you will not be harmed. We have very big plans for you, son."
"I am afraid to ask what kind of plans?" Michael asked.
"Oh, we're going to use you to power a device I designed that will have a 50/50 chance of either turning a human into a mutant or killing them."
Michael stared at him in horror and Magneto chuckled. "Sorry, a little dark humor. No, you are going to help us save our people from the humans."
"How am I going to do that?" Michael asked.
"With your power of course."
"Is it because I am an omega mutant?" Michael asked.
"So, Charles told you the truth? Strange, he usually likes to keep details like that from his students."
"Warren told me a few days ago," Michael said.
"Ah, yes, Angel. I can see why you would be taken with him." Magneto began to pile different fruits on his plate. He waved his hand and a metal plate hovered over to Michael. "Yes, your unique status as an omega is part of the reason we sought you out. There are so few of your type; omegas are such a rarity, even I can't boast such a status."
Michael couldn't believe it either; he had seen videos of this man levitating a bridge!
"So you want me to join your group?"
"I would prefer if you did, but your willingness to comply is not necessary."
"What do you mean?"
"There is a great power inside Michael, waiting to come out. With that power we can finally put an end to this futile war."
"My power only destroys," Michael said.
"Is that all you can do? I seem to recall a fan of yours on the television saying how you healed her."
Michael shifted a little. "I did that a few times."
"Don't you want to know what else you can do? The fire, the healing, what else could you be capable of?"
Michael clenched his fists. "I don't know, and that scares me. But I'd rather not know."
"Why not?" Magneto asked.
"Because, some things are best left alone. I won't go prodding into this power and risk fate. I might awaken something that is best left to slumber."
"I see Charles has taught you to fear your own gifts like the rest of his students," Magneto said with a frown.
"Professor Xavier taught us to master our gifts, not to let them control us. He teaches us discipline and control. Plus he doesn't go around kidnapping people and destroying public property."
"Xavier blinds you to the truth. There is a war going on; a war that has happened before, a war of the species. It is a war between homo sapiens and homo superiors. Even now, human governments are funding organizations that are designed to exterminate us or experiment on us. Tell me, how do you think Logan got that metal on his skeleton?"
"Not all humans are bad. Some are really trying to help us."
"How can you say that when your own family despises you?"
Michael was quiet. "What do you know about my family?"
"I know everything about you son, how they locked you in the attic and told people you had a mental illness. How they rejected you and treated you like you were something to be afraid of."
"You don't know anything about my family. They may not be perfect, but compared to some other families who kick their children out or even try to kill them, I got pretty lucky."
Michael stood up and tugged at the collar. "You have some nerve! You kidnap me, bind my wings and put some stupid metal collar on me and try and tell me I am going to help save the mutants!"
"We can't have you flying around trying to escape. And the collar, although obscene, is for your protection as well as ours. If you could severely burn the Blob imagine, what could you do to the rest of us? Believe it or not, that device is just one of many devices humans created to keep our people down."
"I don't want to be any part of this! Let me go right now!" Michael yelled.
"My dear boy, you act as if you have a choice."
The door opened and a group of men walked in.
"Put him into the machine. It is time we test it."
The men walked forward and grabbed Michael. He tried to struggle but they were too strong. Magneto got up and they followed him.
"Let me go! Please stop it!" Michael yelled.
"Don't struggle child, we bring you honor."
They continued to walk down the halls. It was a mixture of rock and metal. They passed other mutants as they made their way to the Cruciform. They passed many mutants on their way. They stood to the side and watched as they walked past.
Michael called out to them for help but they did nothing. Finally they came to a massive door and Magneto punched in a code. The door opened and they stepped into the largest room Michael had ever been in his life.
It was very wide and open, echoes of tools being used and people talking sounded throughout it. Lamps and searchlights lit it up. They walked across a walkway and Michael looked to the side and saw a massive drop, it was so deep and dark he couldn't even see the bottom.
"What is this thing?" Michael asked.
"The Cruciform; the most powerful weapon ever created by mutant kind. A weapon that will wipe out the enemies of mutant kind, just as Destiny foretold," Magneto said.
They reached the end of the walkway. They were in front of a large cylinder that appeared to be made from metal.
"Is it ready?" Magneto asked.
"Yes sir, everything has been updated just as you requested," a voice said.
Michael looked to the left and gasped.
"You!"
Quinton Quire stood in front of him. He looked a lot better than the last time Michael had seen him. He was wearing a white shirt and a black pair of cotton pants.
"I believe you are familiar with Mr. Quire?" Magneto asked.
"Look a bit better than I did when you deep fried me don't I?" Quinton asked with a scowl.
"He is crazy! He tried to turn the Stepford Cuckoos into replicas of their dead sister!" Michael yelled.
"Quinton has a higher purpose now, he was confused but now he has found a more proper place to direct all that energy. As you know Quinton is also an omega level mutant. Part of his mutation is his genius level intellect. With his help we have made many wonderful modifications to the Cruciform," Magneto said.
"Just trying to do my part to help the species sir," Quinton said giving Magneto a look that screamed hero worship.
"Quinton please tell Michael more about the Cruciform," Magneto said.
"Yes sir. The Cruciform was designed to amplify mutant powers. We used certain designs from Cerebro to help amplify the mental harmonics that control mutant powers. This effectively bypasses any mental barriers that prevent us from tapping into the full scope of our abilities. In your case, that freaky fire of yours."
Quinton put his hand on the cylinder and it started to glow green around his hand. A white line appeared down the center of the cylinder. The line grew bigger as a pair of doors opened.
"Once we hook you in, the Cruciform will draw out your power and channel it through the bottom, with it we can use your power as we wish."
The doors opened and Michaelsaw a metal chair, almost like a throne inside it.
"Put him in boys," Quinton said.
The two men began drag Michael to the chair. Refusing to be used, Michael used his training to kick out one of his captor's legs. The man let out a grunt as he fell forward, with his now free hand Michael punched the other man in the face.
Had he done this weeks ago he would have done more damage to himself then the man holding his arm. But with the proper diet and the regular training seasons Michael had put on some muscle.
The guard let him go and fell to the side. Michael turned around and ran down the catwalk as fast as he could. No one tried to stop him. Michael was half way down the catwalk but stopped suddenly when the collar around his neck lifted him up in the air.
He clutched at it and his feet kicked up in the air as he was slowly pulled back to the Cruciform.
"They don't call me the master of magnetism for nothing you know," Magneto said.
Magneto put him inside the machine. He forced him to sit in the chair. The guards reappeared and roughly placed his arms on the armrests. A pair of metal collars wrapped around his wrists.
The guards stood back and moved out of his line of sight. Magneto stood before him. A pair of metal rods pressed against his neck, keeping his head in place.
"Please, let me go," Michael said.
"I am sorry son, but this is war and sacrifices must be made."
A thought occurred to him then and it made him smile.
"What is so funny?"
"You say as long as this collar is around my neck I can't use my power? How are you going to use this damn thing if I can't use my power?"
Magneto smiled. "Easy, we take it off."
"Then I fry this thing!" Michael said.
"Not if your mother tells you not to."
Michael froze. "What?"
"Oh, Regan."
A woman appeared. She was very beautiful; she was blonde and wore an outfit that showed off a bit of her chest area.
"I would like you to meet Lady Mastermind. She is really good at altering ones perception."
"What does that mean?" Michael asked.
"Don't worry sweetie. I will make everything all better," she said.
She cupped his cheek in her hand. He stared into her eyes and the world began to change.
"What...what are you doing? Stop...stop...stop!"

"Stop what sweetie?"
Michael looked up. His family was all staring at him.
He looked around, he was in his kitchen...but...wasn't he...wasn't he being held somewhere?
"Mom? Dad?"
"Are you alright Michael?" his father asked.
"But...why am I here? Wasn't I?" he was extremely confused. He knew he was forgetting something, but what? The more he tried to think...the more it slipped away.
"I told you not to stay up all night little bro," Paxton said ruffling his hair playfully.
"You are such a zombie when you wake up Michael," Mya said with a smile.
"But...I."
"Eat your breakfast sweetie, we have lots to do today," his mom said.

Michael sat slack, his eyes empty and far away. "Yes mother."
"There, he's in," Regan said.
"He has no idea right?" Magneto asked.
"Trust me; even as we speak he believes more and more that what he is seeing is reality. It was easy really. All I had to do was base it on what he wants most. A family that loves and supports him for what he is. It's like taking candy from a baby really. He believes it, because he wants to believe it with his heart and soul."
"Well done my dear. Now, Cortez, if you would?"
Cortez walked over to Michael. Magneto flicked his fingers and the collar fell of his neck. Cortez grabbed it and put his hand on Michael's head. Michael's body began to glow with a white light and Cortez backed up.
"All set."
Magneto touched the cylinder and it closed. Leaving Michael alone in the device, lost in his own perfect little world.
"Activate the machine!" Magneto called.
"You heard him! Activate the machine!" Quinton repeated.
The other mutants began to type into computer consoles.
Magneto and the others walked down to the catwalk. He waved his hand and it disassembled into dozens of smaller metal pieces that folded into the wall.
With the catwalk gone you could see the Cruciform in all its glory. It looked like a massive sword; it was in the shape of a giant cross.
"Cruciform is ready to activate sir," Quinton said.
"Begin."
Quinton and the others began to type in more codes and orders. The hilt of the Cruciform began to glow with the same white light that came from Michael's body. Soon a white, fiery, cackling energy began to cover it, from the top, all the way to the pointy tip at the bottom.
Everyone stared in wonder at the beautiful yet deadly energy, seemingly entranced by its heavenly glow.
"My God!" Regan cried.
"Not quite," Magneto said.
"Amazing! I have never seen anything like it!" Cortez exclaimed.
"Don't be fooled, it's not so fun when you get closer to it," Quinton said, staring at the fire uneasily.
The door opened and Exodus and a small group of mutants walked in. "Master, we have come to see the Cruciform fire," he said.
"I am glad, it is a historic moment, the day when mutant kind fought back," Magneto said.
"Sir, Cruciform is armed and ready!" Quinton said.
"Master, what should our first target be?" Exodus said.
"Let's see...I believe there is a church in Texas that supports mutant abortions, protests mutant funerals and supports murdering innocent mutants. That gets the honor of being the first target," Magneto said with a smile.
"Lucky them," Quinton said with a smirk as he typed in the coordinates. "Cruciform firing in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...FIRE!"
The energy glowed so bright many had to cover their eyes. It shot down at the bottom of the Cruciform and the sound it made was like thunder mixed with a lion's roar.

Fusedtwilight: How will the X-Men find Asteroid M and save Michael? One thing is for sure, it won't be easy.
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