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Post by wanda on Jun 17, 2010 17:38:58 GMT
Apocalypse had enough of these fools meddling in his plans and their pathetic attempts to bring about his downfall. He'd already taken care of the X-Mansion and now he was about to get rid of another thorn in his side: Magneto. And who better to do than the job than his own daughter whom he had claimed has his horseman of Pestilence after they'd taken his first one out after Famine. There was no other horseman for the job, for Wanda was the only one capable of traveling to Asteroid M unharmed, thanks to her teleportation hex.
The Scarlet clad mutant appeared again in the throne room of Magneto's palace with Apocalypse's orders to bring the asteroid down. What better way to start than to destroy the palace? Her arms lifted into the air as she performed a gesture with her hands sending her hex energy flowing into the metal walls of the room, traveling along causing them to begin cracking, rusting over and disintegrating to dust. The spell was intended to spread from the throne room and infect the rest of the palace as well. Maybe that would get daddy's attention.
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Post by Magneto on Jun 17, 2010 18:59:39 GMT
The spread of rust failed as all the metal separated from the infected area, before reforming itself in something useful once again. "Oh Wanda.......what has that tyrant done to you?" Magneto asked as he made his entrance, cloaking flowing at his back as he entered. With a flick of his hand Magneto sent out a magnetic wave, at his command a piece of metal broke off, flying towards his daughter, intending to wrap around her hands, stop her from making the delicate finger movements required to make her hex's.
"Wanda.....do not let Apocalypse control you! You are my daughter! You are stronger then this!" he shouted, fist clenched into a ball as he attempted to reach out to his daughter.
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Post by wanda on Jun 21, 2010 21:31:00 GMT
Wanda's hand waved sending a small wave of hex energy towards the metal piece causing it to repeal away from her. That old binding her hands trick, it wasn't going to work Neither were his demands of her breaking Apocalypse's hold over her.
"You seem to have me confused, Magneto. Apocalypse has no hold over me. I serve him because I know he will reign supreme and all those like yourself who can't accept the truth will perish."
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Post by Magneto on Jun 21, 2010 22:12:14 GMT
"No daughter of mine will serve Apocalypse." informed the Master of Magnetism, one balled fist held up in an imposing, perhaps threatening manner. "So tell me.....what task has he sent you here with? Kill me? Sabotage Asteroid M?" he asked, bringing up his shields. He wasn't letting Wanda catch me off guard, he knew her powers. She wouldn't be leaving this place, he'd stop her yet, then teach that Apocalypse a swift lesson.
His raised fist however, served a second purpose, pulling his throne at the far end of the room towards Wanda, hoping to strike her from behind! Maybe if he could catch her off guard it might give him the advantage, if he could knock her out, then she could be restrained, they could start working out how to undo her control.
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Post by wanda on Jun 29, 2010 4:41:31 GMT
"Both." she smirked. Although her mind had been completely altered, there was still a little bit of her humanity trapped in the back of her mind that wanted to break free and gain control. As infuriating as Magneto made her at times, nothing would change the fact of who he was to her, all tha he had done for her. The throne he commanded slammed into her knocking the red clad mutant to the ground. She laid n the ground dazed feeling sharp pain spread it's way through her back and her crimson tiara falling from her head and sliding to a stop at the feet of the lord of magnetism.
"Daddy....help me..." she pleaded. That brief moment, her old self emerged allowing him to know that she was still there the brainwashing had begun to cloud it again and the urge to tear her father apart was starting to swell within her once more.
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Post by Magneto on Jul 9, 2010 11:07:25 GMT
"I will Wanda, of course I will.....trust your father." he informed, bringing up his hand try bring the metal up around her hands, hoping between the moment of clarity she had and the very short distance between the metal floor and her hands wouldn't give her the chance to protect her fingers from being enclosed, preventing her from using her powers until he could devise another method of restraining her while they fixed the brainwashing.
"You just hold on Wanda...."
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