Magneto's Manifesto

Making Plans With Sky

2006-10-24T21:46:00.000-04:00

As I imagined the various way in which I would forever destroyer the Martian Manhunter, Sky came into my chambers. My mood immediately brightened and I momentarily forgot my thoughts of death.

"Yes, my lovely. What can I do for you?"

"There is still one target I need to terminate. Cinders."

"So? What's the problem? Kill him."

"I have not yet ascertained his location," she replied.

"Ah. And who does know where he is?"

"Nicholas Fury."

"Director of SHIELD. Not an easy man to get information out of. He is trained to resist torture and all but the strongest telepathy. This will require something complex. Something ingenious. Give me time to think of something, my dear."

"Of course, Magneto. Is there anything I may do to assist you in your planning?"

I couldn't help but smile. "Well, my darling, there is one thing you do that helps me focus my thoughts."

The Martian Manhunter is next

2006-10-21T11:12:00.000-04:00

Sky was away on an important mission. I was surprised to find myself thinking about her constantly. I didn't realized how obsessed I had become. It was with no small shock that I was torn between whether to go an assist her with her mission, just so that I could be closer to her, and pursing my own immediate plans. In the end, I knew that she was fully capable of handling whatever crisis arose and perhaps it would be for the best if we did not become too dependent on one another. I hope to see her soon though.

I was considering my next move in my on going war against humanity when a rather disturbing though occured to me. During my assault on Washington a few months ago, the X-Men had aquired a new ally. The Martian Manhunter.

From what research I had gathered, it was apparent that this being was actually an alien from the planet Mars. As such, he posed a far greater danger to mutantkind that humans, who at least had an interest in preserving the safety of our planet. Clearly, the Martian Manhunter would have to die before his plans of the Earth's destructions could bear fruit.

The Final Battle

2006-09-04T20:10:00.000-04:00

The Brotherhood and I appeared at Xavier's school in New York. A typical motley crew was assembled. As usual, Xavier himself was nowhere to be seen. My team gave the X-Men and their friends dubious looks, but none of us said anything.

A distant roar was growing louder until the noise was nearly deafening. Soon the heavens were black with the alien demons. Another of Koma's portals opened next to me. Sky walked through.

Without a word we embraced, our lips locked in the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced. Impending death can do that to you.

As the monsters swooped down on us, Sky and I parted. I turned to face our enemy. I sent out a powerful magnetic wave right through their center, seperating the force into two groups. My Brotherhood stayed in tight formation, watching each other's backs so the demons could not get behind us.

I could describe the details of the battle but words would fail to describe the wild range of emotions that grip one in war. Anger, exhilieration, fear. Several of my people fell. Still we fought on in the face of overwhelming numbers, refusing to accede defeat.

And then it ended. Our enemies turned to dust. Before my very eyes the landscaped was transformed from the hellish ruined battlefield into a prestine rolling estate. The shattered school was restored to its prestine condition. And our fallen comrades rose up.

A voice of such purity that I could barely stand to listen told us that the battle was over and we were heroes. Her closing words were that all would be as they should.

Then I saw Colossus striding towards the school. In his arms was the limp body of Gaia.

"I detect life signs," Sky said to me. "She must be terminated."

Without another words Sky leapt at Gaia, her arm transforming into a giant battle axe. A bolt of ruby energy shot through the air and blasted her back. Apparently she had been wounded in the battle as she collapsed at my feet.

I raised my hand and started to crush Cyclops' visor around his head. Wolverine jumped in front of me, his claws sliding out of their housing with a loud 'snikkt' sound.

"Don't even think about it, bub!"

"Bah! You know you are no threat to me!"

"There's only one way to find out," he said as he moved towards me.

"Wait!" shouted a loud, commanding voice. Storm. "Haven't we been through enough today? Take your people and go Magneto!"

I thought about flinging Wolverine claw first straight at her chest.

But what's the point? Sky's self-repair program had probably mostly healed her already. I have had enough war for the day.

A Call to Arms

2006-08-30T16:12:00.000-04:00

Sky had been tampering with Mystique, trapping her in a deep sleep state where she was reliving an endless nightmare. That she was suffering I didn't mind so much. She deserved at least that much for betraying me, whatever her motives. That I was unable to question her bothered me to no end.

Finally Sky undid whatever voodoo she had done and Mystique jumped awake with a terrible scream. I grabbed her by the throat with my right hand and began to squeeze. She looked up, naked fear in her yellow eyes.

"You have a very short time to tell me why you attacked me and stole from me. Say the wrong thing and I will snap your neck."

I eased off the pressure on her neck and she spoke. "I m-made a deal with Kelly. In exchange for the Ultron chip he purged your government file. All of ours. Your record is clean. All warrants vacated, all crimes excused. I d-did it for you, for us!"

"Ridiculous," I answered. "Why on Earth would the government excuse us? They label us terrorists and have declared war on us!"

"It's true!" she protested. "They want the Ultron chip. I don't know why and I don't care. We are free! I did it for us!"

I shook my head. "I will have to decide what to do with you later. Gaia is -" My hip started to buzz.

I reached down and grabbed my cel phone. "Magneto here. Go ahead."

"It's Koma!" came a familiar voice. "Gaia was in New York City destroying everything! Lin and I are outside her citadel! We have to stop her!"

"Where are the X-Men? This is really their kind of thing."

"Cyclops and Iceman are dead! So is Xavier's girlfriend. Or ex-girlfriend, I don't know. She's beaten the Sayian and Henchman. The X-Men turned tail and ran! This may be our last chance!"

"They ran, eh? Pathetic. Alright Koma. We can't have any more mutants being killed, misguided or not. I'll assemble my Brotherhood and we can rendezvous with you. Transportation might be a problem though."

A large portal opened up next to me. I closed the phone.

Tracking the Lady in Blue

2006-08-24T16:14:00.000-04:00

There she is down below me. The Catholic school girl is walking quickly along the street, looking ever so carefully over her shoulder. Why is it people never look up? Silly girl. I thought Mystique was more clever than this.

After the Brotherhood joined up with Sky and me, we managed to decimate what was left of the strange armored demons that had attacked Munchen, Germany. There was quite a bit of damage done to the city but what did I care. The news reports said that London was devestated by the attack but the invaders had finally been repelled.

During our battle, Sky had learned that Captain Koma's robot companion, Lin, had been destroyed as a result of her involvement with the three Ultron chips. I felt bad for Koma. I knew he was very attached to her. Even though we had not succeeded in destroying Washington, we certainly did put fear in the hearts of humans. Our mission could therefore be seen as a success. Koma was a powerful ally and I appreciate his loyalty.

After we had paid our respects, we returned to my base. There I found out some rather interesting information - the destination of Mystique, more former right-hand in the Brotherhood. She had betrayed me to steal one of the Ultron chips. Now was my chance to find out why.

I left Sky at the base, giving her some pretense. She and Mystique don't get along for some reason. Better she didn't know where I was going. I traveled quickly to Boston, waiting across the street from Mystique's destination. There she was now below me, disquised as a Catholic school girl. I could always see through shape-changing power. But she had no idea I was above her.

Battling monsters in Germany

2006-08-19T13:56:00.000-04:00

To celebrate our reunion and reconciliation, I had decided it might be more fun to travel with Sky by train. An armored demon army interfered with my best laid plans.

We were in the German town of Munchen when the monsters attacked. We moved from the vulnerable train and headed for a park. The sign said Olympiazentrum. The sky was littered with the howling things. They struck at everything in their path. The weak humans scattered like the helpless sheep they are.

Warping the magnetic fields, I pulled a giant spear like tower from the ground and began to swat at the monsters. There were so many of them it was impossible not to hit dozens at a time. The tower soon broke up from the stress that I was putting it under.

"Magneto," Sky called. I could she was doing quite well in hand to hand combat against the things.

"I am a little busy, my dear."

"These warriors are bent on terminating all the humans. Perhaps we should withdraw and let them. We could gather the mutants to some distant location and let them kill the humans for us."

I thought about her idea for a moment but then quickly dismissed it. "Are you familiar with Martin Niemoeller?" I asked, as we withdrew to a more defensible position.

I could see her start to scan her database. "He was one of my people," I told her.

"A mutant?"

"Ah, no. A Jew. The idea is that with a force of this number, better we fight them with the humans. Our small mutant army might not be enough."

We moved into a large Gothic structure that looked like a church. It was called the Neues Rathaus and was actually a government building. I lifted up a crowded tour bus and began swinging that at the monsters. Then the communicator on my belt started to vibrate.

"Yes?" I said, lifting the device to my mouth.

"Master!" It was Toad. "We are-"

"You traitor! I suggest that you go ahead and kill yourself right now because it will be far more merciful than the death I will give you."

"B-but Master! The demons are-"

"Yes, probably better you let them kill you, Toad. It will be quicker that way."

"It wasn't my fault! It was Mystique!"

"I don't believe that for a moment, you worm."

"But the Brotherhood is under attack!"

" . . . alright Toad. I will spare you for the moment. Where are you?"

"We're fleeing London for our lives! The city is in ruins!"

"Then rendezvous with me in Germany. We are in Munchen."

As I broke the connection, one of the demons crashed into another demon that had been charging me from behind. I turned around and saw Sky nodding. The building around us was taking a lot of damage from the monsters. We began moving north, fighting our way through the creatures.

Suddenly Sky stopped. There was something wrong. After a moment she said, "Lin is in trouble!"

Reunited and it feels so good

2006-08-11T15:45:00.000-04:00

"Acchhh! Stop! Stop!"

The pathetic cries of that insipant troll Morph did nothing to deter my wraith. But I did want to find out why he had tricked me. I released the crumpled metal beams I had wrapped around him to crush out his very life.

"Why did you set me up?!" I shouted. Sky's astral form had seen me with Morph in his Mystique form. She assumed it was really her. I still didn't believe Mystique would betray me but I had to find out. I also had to recover that last chip.

"Okay, okay. Don't get so steamed, huh? It was just a joke. Toad told me you'd love it."

"Toad?!" That mal-formed, insolent, foul-smelling . . "Was Toad working with anyone else?"

"Not that I know of. I swear, it was just a joke."

I thought about killing the fool Morph right then and there but I realized there was a better use for him. I let a broad smile cross my face.

"Now that you mention it, Morph, that joke was rather funny. I was just a little startled at first."
He breathed an audible sigh of relief. "That Toad is such a kidder. In fact, I think you should return to my Brotherhood base and let him know how funny I thought it was."

"I'd like to, but I have to meet up with my team, the Exiles."

"Take them too," I told him, clasping a friendly hand on his shoulder.

After Morph had gone I contacted Lin and she told me where Sky was. I tried to explain that Toad had set us up but she didn't seem to believe me. What a shameful day when a guy's own killer death-bot girlfriend won't take his word for something. I briefly considered trying to reprogram her but I really wouldn't want to do anything to jeopardize her personality.

"Have you ever been to Germany?" I asked.

"Not in this form," she answered.

We headed for the Cyberdyne Europeon headquarters where Lin had told me the Ulton chips might be. Sky accompanied me and we eventually checked into a fine hotel that knows me well. Immediately she plugged into the local Internet system and was soon able to access the local Cyberdyne encrypted network.

"The chips are not located in this facility," she announced after a few minutes. "They must be at the New York or Sydney facility. We can proceed to one of those other locations."

I shook my head and wrapped my arms around her. "Or we can let the others do their jobs investigating those bases while you and I spend some time together."

I proceeded to kiss the back of her neck. Suddenly her body went tense. "Members of the F.B.I just entered the building with German Police. It seems they have your name in the Internet system to be flagged if ever used. Shall I terminate them and then return so we can continue?"

"No, then they would just send more police and we wouldn't be able to enjoy ourselves. I have a base in London where we can spend some quality time."

"What about the chips?"

"I doubt Cyberdyne can do much of anything with them. Nonetheless, we will recover the chips. Our allies will find them and then we will take them. In the mean time, we have some other very important things to take care of."

I leaned down and gave Sky a long kiss. Footsteps clomping throught the hall outside were clearly audible. Sky and I walked to the open veranda and I used my magnetic powers to lift her body into the air as I held on. As we floated off over the city, I contacted my Brotherhood and told them to rendevous with me in London in 24 hours. And I told them to bring the Exiles.

Finding Mystique

2006-08-02T21:28:00.000-04:00

Ah Mystique, you are so predictable.

I left the lair on my own to hunt down my rogue agent. Obviously I couldn't bring Sky with me. She would probably have terminated Mystique before I could find out the truth. Why did she steal the third Ultron chip? Who is she working for? It is inconceivable that anyone would ever betray me, so there must be some explanation.

As I suspected, Mystique went to the safe house I maintain just outside of Newark, NJ. Various fakes IDs and currencies are stored there. I knew she would need to pick these things up before she could catch a plane to whatever her ultimate destination was. Sure enough, she was there.

"Raven, you should not have paused for a shower," I told her, pulling back the shower curtain.

"Eric! How did you find me?"

"Don't play games. If you didn't want me to find you, you wouldn't have come to this safe house. Now tell me, what is your plan? Why did you take the Ultron chip?"

Mystique smiled as she got out of the shower. She reached out for a towel and wrapped it around her body. Dripping wet, she left the bathroom and headed for the kitchen.

"I am glad you came, Eric," she said with a lacivious smile. The pot of hot water was already boiling. Obviously she was expecting me. "I do have a plan and you are an important part of it," she continued as she made me coffee. "What I have in mind will guarantee our ultimate triumph."

I took a sip from the cup she handed me. It was exactly the way I like it. "Why did you not tell me this before? Why fire that rocket at me?"

"Of course I wasn't shooting at you," she purred, coming around behind my back. Her firm hands gripped my shoulders and began to kneed my muscles. "I was shooting at that robot love doll of yours. She is one with Ultron now. She is the enemy. It was her I was trying to destroy." Mystique's towel fell to the ground.

I stood up and turned around. I reached out for her but missed. Suddenly the room started spinning. I could not focus on anything. My legs started to buckle. I stared in disbelief as Mystique appeared to change shape. That was the last thing I saw before falling to the ground.

Mystique, the Traitor?

2006-07-31T21:11:00.000-04:00

We triumphed, of course, in our battle against Ultron. He was destroyed. Such was the only possible outcome. There was one little wrinkle though.

The Ultron Program, his memories and identity, his persona, was encrypted on three different chips. Mystique, for some reason, stole one and fled. She was not following my orders. Why she did this and where she has gone is a mystery. I doubt she knew Sky's plan in advance, so it's unlikely Mystique had this in mind all along.

I have had had problems with Mystique now and again. Though she seems quite loyal and dedicated, every once in a while she seems to be acting on her own agenda. It seems hard to believe. What other agenda than mine could there be?

Koma and his synthoid left the battle before it's conclusion. Normally I would take this as betrayal, however the Sentinel army Sky had reprogrammed to kill humans had started to attack them. Better they flee than damage the Sentinels.

I had Sky send out the Sentinels to destroy and commit mayhem. I also had her send the elite models to attack the X-Men. Heh heh heh.

Sky will now study the Ultron program while I have the Brotherhood repair my base. As for myself, I will track down Mystique. I pray for her sake that she has not betrayed me.

Ultron's Days Are Numbered

2006-07-15T09:44:00.000-04:00

My assault on Ultron's base is blurred in my mind. I was possessed by such an all consuming rage that I acted without conscious thought. All I can recall of my rescue is vague images. Mostly mangled robot parts and destroyed machines.

Sky was nearly dead when I found her. I managed to extricate her from Ultron's torture device and get her back to our safe-house before her life functions ceased though. Her body generated a protective cocoon while she went into her healing mode. It was rather similar to the shell she had generated the last time she was seriously injured, when she merged with Dr. Katelynn Basil to form her new cyborg entity. The difference this time is that she had enveloped me inside the cocoon with her, rather than Dr. Basil.

The whole time I was in that shell with Sky, my mind was in a sort of quasi-dream state. I was only half aware of where I was and unable to make any assertive act. I found myself thinking about my family - my parents back in Poland, my deceased wife, my twin children. For some strange reason I felt remorse to them. Like perhaps I hadn't been a good father.

I know now that is preposterous. After all, I included them in my plans to take over the world. That is, until the rejected my vision, those traitorous bastards. Not that I would ever tell Wanda that. The girl is fragile and incredibly powerful. A dangerous combination.

When Sky and I finally emerged from the cocoon I felt refreshed, rejuvenated. Like a man of only 20 years again. There was also a sense of peace and contentment which thankfully passed quickly.

"We must hunt down Ultron and destroy him!" I shouted to my assembled Brotherhood.

"What about her?" Mystique asked snidely, pointing to the floor.

I turned to see Sky sleeping peacefully on the ground. She looked so innocent. Not at all like a death dealing cybernetic machine from the future. "Have her dressed and taken to my chambers," I ordered. "Contact Captain Koma. Tell him to rendezvous with us at the old abandoned warehouse north of Ultron's base. Here are the coordinates. Oh, and tell him to bring all his troops."

"But Magneto," said Toad. "Aren't your powers enough to deal with a metal robot like Ultron?"

"While I was merged with Sky I was able to access the memories of her interactions with Ultron. He knows of my powers and his vulnerability to them. Ultron has created several different experimental vessels to hold his consciousness. Two of them are vulcanized synthoid rubber compounds. Incredibly strong and non-metallic. He is incredibly intelligent and he knows that I decimated his base. I have no doubt he will build an army of them. Now go!"

A dream . . .

2006-07-12T20:43:00.000-04:00

I turned the rearview mirror so that I could look into it. I can't tell you how disturbing it was to see Charles Xavier looking back at me. I pulled off the rubber mask and threw it out the window.

"Did everything go alright in the Vault?" Mystique asked as she drove.

"Yes. The Lin robot was able to get through all the scanners and obtain a visit at my cell. Any visitors I receive have to come to me due to the special construction of my cell. She gave me my face and we stripped. After changing clothes, I was able to fool the guards and leave. Captain Koma has proven himself useful. I was beginning to wonder after the disappointment in Washington."

Just then a huge explosion boomed all across the country side. I turned back and saw a large dust cloud rising from the direction of the Vault. I gave Mystique a curious look.

"That would be Henchman rescuing the Lin-bot. The Vault is no more."

"Well I'm glad you got me out first," I smiled.

The rest of the ride was uneventful. Mystique took me to a safe house. After making a few calls and checking the news, I showered and changed and went to bed. As I slept, I had a vision of my Sky.

She looked beautiful with her flowing blond hair and gossamer pink gown. She told me that she was in danger. I could feel what pain she was in. She was a prisoner of Ultron and he was destroying her.

I woke with a start. Mystique was standing there, watching me.

"Where is she?" I demanded, rising from bed and putting on my battle gear.

"Let her go, Eric. She's a terminator."

"Where is she?!"

"Ultron took her to a new facility. Lin was able to trace her exact location. Shall I gather the troops for a-"

I didn't wait for the rest of her question. I grabbed the pad with her location, ripped the metal roof wide open and tore into the sky at top speed. I will reduce that Ultron to a pile of liquid metal goo!

Escape Proof?

2006-07-09T12:57:00.000-04:00

Arrghghgghghhh!!! The damn warden at the Vault put that idiot Pyro in the cell next to mine and gave him a stereo system just so he could annoy me. That fool has been playing his horrible Smiling Baby Hitler music all day and night! This is cruel and unusual punishment!

I had just started writing a furious letter to the local congressmen when the warning alarm sounded on my door. Someone was coming.

The plastic door slid open. A fat guard walked in followed closely behind by a man in a suit. A bald man. It was Charles Xavier. Somehow he was walking. He nodded at me but I just stared at him.

"Youse got a visitor Mag-nut-oh," the Neanderthal guard said before turning and leaving. "Youse got five minutes."

Xavier and I looked at each other for a moment in silence. Finally he spoke.

"You are looking well, Eric."

"Since when do you walk?" I said skeptically.

After a moment's hesitation, Xavier smiled. Then he reached up, grabbed something around his neck and pulled his face off. Underneath the rubber mask was my own face.

"Well now that is an improvement," I said with a smile. "Did Koma send you?"

"Affirmative," the synthoid answered. He reached into his coat and pulled out a rolled up piece of rubber and tossed it to me. Spreading it out, I could see it was of Xavier's face. This part was going to be distasteful. Ah well, I suppose the President is right - freedom does come with a price.

BAH!

2006-07-04T18:29:00.000-04:00

Game, Set and Match

2006-07-02T16:02:00.000-04:00

That damn Kodiak ripped through Master Mind, rendering him useless to me. His ability to deceive, to make people see things that aren't there, is invaluable in this kind of combat. He was able to use Storm to set of the Dark Pheonix. Now there was a danger one of do-gooder friends might talk her down. That must not be allowed to happen. She must not be distracted from her true purpose. I need her to destroy this city!

I flew up to her. "My dear forget about Fixit. I want to kill him as well but Washington needs to fall first!"

"You dare to try and tell the Dark Phoneix what to do you flea?" she snapped. "You fancy yourself the most powerful mutant on the planet, Erik? Feel true power!"

And the she blasted me with an unbelievably hot energy wave. I fell to the ground hard. Fortunately Mytique was looking out for me. She is so loyal. With a gun to Elixir's head, she forced that former X-Baby to heal my wounds.

"What do we do next?" Mystique asked when I had recovered.

"Next we - duck!!"

A yellow missile came flying straight at us. I managed to catch it magnetically before it hit. Levitating the object in front of me, I soon realized it was one of the Henchman's cyborg arms. There were some very familiar claw marks on it.

"As I was saying, our next move-"

"Hey Mags! I got a present for you!"

Turning around I saw the Constrictor. A motionless Nightcrawler was wrapped in his adamantium coil.

"I figure this will be worth a little bonus, eh?" he said.

"Bonus? You think I'm paying you for this?"

"Eh, of course. And I figure I'm worth somethin' a little extra, too."

I nodded slowly. "Sure, I have something for you." I raised Henchman's arm up and sent it crashing straight into Constrictor's chest. "That's for taking the last of the gumbo!" I shouted at his lifeless body.

Nightcrawler, who of course was faking unconsciousness, grabbed Elixir and teleported away.

"It *cough* doesn't matter, Mystique. Into the White House!"

We rushed inside. There were several Secret Service men in dark suits standing in our way but I pulled their guns from their hands and them in their heads with them. Racing to the protected command bunker in the basement, we found the door sealed. Fortunately it was made of titanium. With a flick of my wrist I ripped the door from it's hinges and sent it flying across the room. The pathetic human guards were disabled in seconds.

The President looked a little confused to see us. His wife was standing at my side. Heh, heh. Or so he thought. "Laura? What are doing with this here guy?"

"There is no time, darling," Mystique said. "We must get you out of here."

"Well, okay-dokey."

The President followed us back to the battle field. Everyone stopped fighting. More importantly the press cameras around the perimeter all turned to us. Perfect.

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to Washintong we go!

2006-07-01T14:12:00.000-04:00

"Alright Koma, are you ready?"

"Uh, ready for what, Magneto?"

"For teleporting our forces to Washington, DC," I told him.

"But the X-Men and the others are still outside. Shouldn't we, you know, finish them off first?"

"No. They don't matter anymore. There shall always be time to kill our foes. Dark Phoenix is at this very moment flying over the White House. That means the city's defense forces will be focused on her. We can attack our true targets, the evil repressive racist government human, as we will. Teleport us all, right now!"

With a curt nod, Koma completed the teleportation. In an instant we were on the broad green lawn in front of the White House. The X-Men were there also. To my delight, Dark Phoenix was flying just above the government building. Storm, Rogue and Gaia were hovering around her. Several men in dark suits and sunglasses were racing out of the building, guns in their hands.

I could see that the X-Girls were trying to take Phoenix down. I could also that the X-Men were moving to attack us. Before they could though, Henchman and his ally, the Constrictor, were teleported in by Koma.

I glanced at Koma, giving him questioning look. "Henchman said he wanted to help."

"And what about him?" I asked with acid in my voice, pointing at Constrictor.

"Well, I didn't realize he was going to bring a friend," Koma answered with a shrug.

That damn Constrictor was housed in the Vault prison at the same time I was. The one night a week I looked forward to in that hell-hole was Wednesday's when they serve Cocconut Shrimp Gumbo. On his first night in the joint, Constrictor was in line ahead of me and that bastard took the very last of the Gumbo. I got stuck with a cheese sandwhich. Me! A cheese sandwhich!

Well, I had more important things to worry about at the moment than Gumbo. I'll get my revenge on Constrictor later.

"Attack the X-Men!" I bellowed to my team. I turned to Master Mind. "Project an image in Rogue's mind that Phoenix is attacking her. Now!"

Like taking candy from a baby. Bbwwahahahhahahahahaa!!

Magneto killed in combat? Impossible!

2006-06-27T20:20:00.000-04:00

Okay, so I killed his girlfriend. That really doesn't excuse that feral monster turning all sociopath on me. Seconds after I ran Rogue through with some spare Terminator parts, Kodiak leapt on top of me, his massive claws swinging furiously away. I managed to manipulate the trace metals in his body to send him flying, but that didn't stop him long. For some strange reason, my powers didn't seem to have an effect on him during his second charge.

Kodiak was growing in strength and power, not to mention ferocity. I fought quite bravely, but that monster ignored all the injury I was causing him. He managed to crack a few of my ribs. It felt like the bone was piercing a lung. He was relentless. He raised me high over his head in both his oversized arms and started to bend my back, breaking my spine. Then I felt a shimmering warmth and disappeared.

I recognized Koma's teleportation power. In a daze from the pain I looked around and realized I was deep inside my base. Koma had saved my life. I may just have to forgive him for attacking Sky.

I tried to get up but the pain was just too intense. I was losing a lot of blood. A bright light started to form in front of my eyes and I heard my mother's voice. "Go into the light, Eric," she said in her thick German accent.

"Mother?" I whispered.

"No. You're delusional," I heard Mystique say as if from a great distance. "Do it to him now!" she shouted at someone. "Do it or die!"

I felt hands touch my chest. Tingling warmth spread throughout my body. The pain subsided. I looked up and saw a young golden boy in an X-Men outfit. Mystique stood behind him with a gun to his head.

"You are called Elixir, yes?" I asked. He just nodded. "Your power is useful. You will come with us."

"B-but the X-men . ." he started to whine. I slapped him.

"The X-Men are finished! Those Terminators will kill them all. The Brotherhood is the only defender mutants have. This cure the humans are trying to force on us-"

"Magneto!' shouted Mystique. "The TV monitor!"

I turned to see CNN was still on. The picture showed an arial shot of the White House. Phoenix was flying above it. Dark Phoenix.

"Perfect," I said with barely contained glee. "She will distract the human's defenses. This is the perfect time to strike. Get Koma and his fem-bot. He can transport us to DC."

The Battle Royale

2006-06-26T21:09:00.000-04:00

Our troops we assembled. A legion of killer T-800 Terminator death machines lovingly built by Sky. Captain Koma's vast army of upgraded Synthoids. My Brotherhood mutants, eager for battle.

"Today we burn Washington to the ground!" I shouted. Everyone cheered. "Today we destroy all their leaders!" Another rousing shout. "They have declared war on mutantkind and in one day, we shall vanquish them!"

Before the next round of cheering could begin, a giant wall of green force smashed through the reinforced wall, sweeping through the metal and concrete like it wasn't even there. Before we could react, we were outside of my lair.

The green force was coming from the ring of a hideous alien looking creature in green and black tights. The fools!

They engaged us in combat. Clearly this team of would be heroes was quite powerful. Wait . . one of them is that Martian Manhunter, the alien I had agreed to kill for Koma. "It seems I shall fulfill my obligation this day!" I told my ally. "Sky?"

Sky slipped into her Dreamweaver form and put all of the Strike Force into a deep slumber. Now they would be easy to finish. Before we could move on them though, some of the T-800s turned and made as if to attack us. I looked to Sky for answers.

"There is another force at Cyberdyne trying to control the robots. A new entity similar to Skynet. It calls itself Ultron."

Ultron?! Damn it. That psycho homicidal robot wants to destroy all organic life, human or mutant. That machine is crazy!

Just then I saw the X-Jet swoop in out of the sky. Oh goodie. The X-Men.

The fools swept out of their little plane and moved to attack. Koma had teleported his synthoids off the battle field. Just as well. The Terminators should be enough to soften up the X-Men. We can hold his androids in reserve.

The battle was ferocious. Things seemed to be going quite well for our side. Then that savage Wolverine challenged me. That fool! Has he learned nothing? With the smallest gesture of my hand I lifted him up into the air, his arms spread out to his side.

"Time to pay for all the humiliations you've heaped on me Logan! I hope you have enjoyed your life because now it is over. Bwwahahahaha-urk!"

A powerful jet of shattered ice slammed into my back, sending me flying forward and making me drop Wolverine. Iceman. Why hasn't that good for nothing Pyro taken him out yet?

Fortunately Sky blasted the furry dwarf before he could run me through. Then one of her robots blasted me! I was consumed with rage until I saw several of her Terminators melt down into a blob and then grow back up into a humanoid shape. The shape of . . Ultron!

I built up the power in my hands and prepared to fire a concentrated magnetic pulse at him. Even he would be disabled by that. As I fired though, one of the T-800s grabbed me by the neck and my shot went wild, hitting Sky. My Sky! She collapsed and Ultron moved quickly to scoop her up. With an evil laugh, he disappeared with her.

The Terminator let go of me. I sent it flying backwards. Looking out at the field, I could see all the robots suddenly lifeless, forgotten. That bastard stole my Sky! In my fury I reached out for a piece of a broken robot and sent it flying at the nearest X-Man.

Mobilizing the Troops

2006-06-24T11:30:00.000-04:00

"We will have to deal with Cyberdyne once we have taught these insolent humans not resist the inevitable flow of evolution. They can no more turn back time then they can stop nature's plan. We, however, can help evolution fulfill its plan. We shall destroy the head of this society's body, leaving it leaderless."

"What do you mean?" Captain Koma asked nervously.

"I mean we shall go to Washington DC and raze it to the ground. The White House, Congress . . even their twisted Supreme Court that would dare presume to strip us of our gifts."

Koma glanced around to some of my Brotherhood. I could see Toad was hesitant, as he usually is. Sky nodded at me. Then a faint smile crossed her lips. "According to my Skynet system files, Washington will be on full alert following this type of announcement, in preparation of a mutant attack."

Mystique flashed her a nasty look. "But Washington was the only major city not to provide a clinic to dispense the cure," she said. "Obviously they think we will be going after the clinics and so leave their precious capital alone."

"It makes no difference," I told them. "If their feeble army stands against us, then we will destroy them. Remember, their tanks are made of metal." I couldn't help but smile. "And many of their machines are now roboticized, which means that Sky can control them. With Koma's synthezoid troops providing cover, we should not face much resistance as we destroy their precious icons. And I promise you this, for each mutant they "cure" five of them shall perish."

"All I got to say is I hope Kodiak's gonna be there," Blob said. "I owe that creep some lumps."

A Call to Arms

2006-06-21T15:39:00.000-04:00

"Now then Sky, I have dispatched a team of my Brotherhood mutants to the west coast to capture Wildcat. He is a rather insignificant member of the Justice League of America."

"He is human?" Sky asked.

"Yes."

"Then why do you not simply terminate him?"

"Two reasons. One, he is our live bait. Two, he possesses a Justice League communication device. With it, you shall contact the Martian Manhunter and lead him into our trap. You will be disguised as and projecting the thoughts of Joe Chill, the erst-while Incredible Hulk. You will tell the Manhunter that-"

"Magneto!" yelled the high-pitched, whiny and incredibly annoying voice that I have learned to loath over the years. Toad bounced into the room. "Magneto!" he screeched again.

"I told you not to interrupt me eve again you buffoon! Now you die!!"

Toad fell to the floor, cowering like the coward he is. "But master, the TV - put on CNN!"

I stayed my hand and waved at the television, changing the channel from Dr. Phil to CNN. The picture was of a near riot in downtown Manhattan. The broadcaster explained what was going on.

"Those fools have actually released the cure?!" I bellowed. "And they think they can use it against us as they will? This means war!!"

Planus Interruptus

2006-06-15T20:57:00.000-04:00

I called Sky back into my chamber. Within a moment she was there.

"Koma has launched the second wave of his attack. Now then, I have imprinted this disk with a significant amount of data on Joe Fixit and I want you - what's that on your face?"

Sky looked a bit confused. "There, on your cheek."

She walked over to the mirror and wiped off a bit of green goo. "This is the remains of Henchman's feeble attempt to intimidate us. His plot was terminated." Sky concentrated on the gunk on her fingers and it turned to dust.

"Impressive. Now then, back to my plan. I want you to become intimately familiar with the mind of Fixit. This is so you can emulate his -"

"Mangeto!!" a familar and annoying voice called from the doorway.

"I do not want to be disturbed, Toad!"

The troll bounced over to me anyway. I pulled one of the metal trim bars off the ceiling and wrapped it around him. I started to squeeze the air from his lungs.

"B-but Master (gasp!) a m-meme came (gasp!) in for you!"

Blast it! I released Toad and he collapsed to the ground. I put the beam back along the ceiling. Sweet thoughtful Sky had been sure to install a lot of extraneous metal around my base for me to use as I will.

I scooped up the meme and read it. Henchman. Now that AIM reject has gone too far. Once I've destroyed Fixit and the Martian Manhunter, he's next!

"Unfortunately, Sky, Henchman has tagged you too. Our plans will have to wait."

1. Other than yourself, pick the contestant that remains in Last Gladiator Standing you think will win? A wise man once said, I think it was Genghis Khan, "It's not enough that I win, everyone else must lose."

2. What's your favorite color of Pink? The one that looks most like human blood.

3. What's your favorite episode of Golden Girls? I don't watch homo sapien entertainment.

4. If you were Anna Nicole Smith, what would you do with your child? Destroy it, along with all the other homo sapiens on the planet.

5. How many figures am I holding up? I don't know and I don't care.

6. Decipher this code: *66hsther;o adthaodf stop. Henchman shall not live to see another day.

7. What's wrong with this Meme? That it is a distraction from my brilliant plans.

8. Create your own question and answer it. How shall I kill Henchman? Very, very slowly.

9. What's your wrestler name? I have Sabertooth wrestle for me.

10. Do you have a man crush on Luke Cage? Don't be silly.

12. Are you the weakest link? Now you're just being an idiot.

13. Are you prepared for the Dalek invasion over here? An army of metallic robots? Please.

14. Switch lives with one blogger for a year? Why on Earth would I want to be anyone else? I am the ultimate pinnacle of evolution.

15. Who has the best sidekick in LGS? The best? None. The worst? Henchman. I don't even know who his sidekick is, but I know it's the worst, just because it's his.

16. If you watched the season finale of Doctor Who, what did you think? As I already said, I do not watch homo sapien drivel.

17. Do you know who Lookwell! is? The more important question is, do I care? The answer is - no.

18. Tag 3 people you wouldn't share socks with. Gaia, Gaia and Gaia.

Now then, back to destroying Fixit and the Manhunter.

Plotting My Revenge

2006-06-14T19:09:00.000-04:00

The time had come to honor my agreement with Captain Koma and eliminate his nemesis, the Martian Manhunter. Sky and I had finished relocating to our new ultra-deluxe secret base in the Hudson Valley. We had to relocate because that pesky X-Baby, Elixir, had managed to elude my crack security detail while Sky and I were on a homicidal rampage across the country.

In addition to destroying the Manhunter though, I also needed to extract revenge against Joe Fixit. That goon had dared to offend me by capturing my Sky and delivering her to Cyberdyne where she was almost killed. Oh yes, my revenge will be most vicious. What's more, I can kill two birds with one stone. Literally.

The first step in my master plan was to assess the strengths and weaknesses of my intended victims. The Martian Manhunter I had never heard of before. After some diligent searching, I found that he is actually from a parallel Earth. Or rather, a parallel Mars.

One obstacle to my plan is the Manhunter's apparent telepathic powers. Those always pose a problem when trying to be deceptive. Frontally, I have much experience getting around people with pesky psionic powers. Perhaps even more fortunately, I have an ally who is immune, mostly, to telepaths. I called Sky into my private chambers.

"Yes, Magneto?"

"Can you take the form of a man?"

"You have already asked me that," said. To prove her point this time, her body started to shimmer and changed in almost an instant into Charles Xavier, drab suit and all. I groaned playfully.

"That's fine, but can you broadcast thoughts such that a telepath could hear?"

"Of course. Why do you inquire?"

"Oh, just a little plan I have. Heh heh. Ha ha ha! Bbwwaaahhhhahahahaha!!!"

Words of caution

2006-06-11T12:35:00.001-04:00

I have been accompanying Sky on her cross-country trip to settle old scores against those who had wronger her lesser half. For a Terminator, as you can imagine, this involves a lot of killing, which I have no problem with, as long as the intended victim isn't me.

Before we left on our roadtrip of doom, Mystique had taken me aside. "She's going to kill you, you know," she told me.

"Come now, my dear. Sky and I have like minds. We want to purge this world of the dross. Man's time is over and if they won't accept it, then we will have to show them the door."

"But's that just her computer programming! She has no feelings or thoughts of her own!"

"First of all, the human mind is just a computer, albeit organic in nature. It can be programmed just as surely as a machine can. Look at what Xavier has done with his X-Babies."

"But Eric, do you really think she was sent back in time to just kill homo sapiens? That makes no sense. What difference would it make to the machines whether we are humans or mutants? They see organic life as their rivals, their enemies. They want to destroy us all!"

"You are being alarmist, Mystique. Sky is devoted to me. Especially now that she has her own organic components. She is part mutant. She is one of us!"

"You are blind, Eric! When she kills you don't come crying to me!"

At that Mystique stormed off on her heels. Such an emotional girl. Ah well. Back to the killing spree.

Defeating the X-Men is just sooo much fun!

2006-06-05T21:32:00.000-04:00

Wolverine and his annoying X-Friends stood in my way. No one stands in my way. Not when I'm rescuing a beautiful damsel in distress. Our two groups stood watching each other for a moment and then as if with one mind, we all charged at each other.

The Blob engaged some new recruit of theirs. I think his name is Kodiak. Pyro was beaten by a scantily clad woman in a bikini. If that loser is going to be defeated by a girl, then he might as well go back to his stupid rock band.

Wolverine stood defiantly in front of me. Doesn't that fool realize by now that I control him? As I attacked him he fired some kind of energy weapon at me. Too afraid to fight me man to man, I guess. The weapon seemed to stiffle my powers.

He charged at me, slamming me hard against a wall. I banged my head pretty bad. While I was stunned he blathered on about whatever as heroes will do at that moment. Then he punched me in the stomach with his claws fully extended.

As you can imagine, having long razor sharp metal claws tear through your innards can be rather painful. For some reason, Wolverine barely scratched me though. He seemed to think he ran me through. Since I was powerless, I decided to play along. Falling to the ground I pretended to be mortally wounded.

While I lay there, the X-Men began to fall over for no apparent reason. Mystique and Master Mind ran over to me.

"Pretty good, eh boss?" Master Mind said. "I made everyone think that Canadian putz ran you through."

"Very clever," I said, getting back to my feet.

Checking the X-Men I found they were all fast asleep. My wounded Brotherhood piled into our transport, along with the giant cocoon, and we headed back to our base to recooperate.

Once there strange things began to happen to the cocoon. A woman emerged. An organic woman. My powers had almost fully returned so I followed her as she left our compound. She acted rather strange and I got the impression that she may actually have been a mutant. It seemed that Sky was somehow bonded with her. The one place that I thought I might be able to get more answers would be Xavier's mansion. He has that wonderful device Cerebro that I helped him build. Fortunately I knew the X-Men were still stuck at Cyberdyne, since I had Pyro torch their beloved X-Jet before we left.

The Sky is falling!

2006-06-03T21:06:00.000-04:00

How dare those cretins touch my woman!

Our stolen jet sped to Cyberdyne headquarters and we were there within the hour.

"What's are plan?" Mystique asked.

My only answer was to jump out of the plane and fly straight towards the front door. With a wave of my hand, I ripped the metal doors off and sent them flying across the street.

Speeding into the entrance I saw several security guards draw their hand guns. I easily pulled them from their hands and then smashed them hard into their heads. The guards all slammed hard into the floor. My blind rage allowed me no moderation.

A loud alarm started to blare through the complex. I didn't wait for my Brotherhood. I charged forward deeper into the base. I could sense Sky's unique metal alloy three levels down. When I was directly above her, I tore the support beams up through the floor, leaving a large hole for me to descend through.

Several more guards tried to bar my way. One was even able to fire his weapon. I laughed in his pitiful little human face. I easily caught the bullets and sent them flying back straight into his heart.

The door to the lab where Sky was being held stood in front of me. It was made of metal. With a wild cry of angry I wrenched the doors from their hinges, crumpling them like tissue paper.

Some crazy scientist stood there staring at me. With a twist of my fingers I raised a fire-extinguisher from the wall and drove it through his pathetic head.

I heard bullets around me but I could feel no metal approaching my body. Looking around for Sky, all I found was a giant silvery pod.

Mystique and Toad ran up to me. "Well, where is it?" she asked.

I pointed to the cocoon. "In there."

Mystique looked dubious. "Are you sure?"

"I can feel her unique metal. That is her. And something else."

"So what do we do now, boss?" Toad asked.

"We take her with us." With a wave of my hand I raised up the cocoon. "Go prepare the plane," I told Mystique.

Carefully I lifted Sky's cocoon down the corridor and slowly up the shaft. I'm not sure what her present condition is or how to get her out of it, but I'm not taking any chances. When we reached the lobby, there were people waiting for us. Wolverine, Pantha, Storm and some of the X-Babies. Wolverine had some strange device in his hands.

"Surprised?" he asked.

"Fool. I can smell that delicious metal of yours from miles away. I think I shall now rip from your body again."

Where is Sky?

2006-06-02T20:22:00.000-04:00

Now that Apocalypse was fully powered and sent on his errand to destroy the X-Men, I could turn my attention to other matters. With the ultimate weapon in my hands, Apocalypse my slave and a beautiful sort-of woman at my side, my whole being felt the rush of impending victory. I wanted to share my moment with someone special.

"Where is Sky?" I asked my assembled Brotherhood.

No one said anything. Fine. I walked over the control counsel Sky had installed and flipped on the various spycams. Clever Sky had placed her little devices at the prominent locations we had been to.

First Xavier's office. Hmm, Storm is leaning back at his desk, lighting up a cigar. She has a rather gloating look on her face.

Tony Stark's mansion where the weapons demonstration we held. What's this? Seems like the man is a bit of a playboy. He's rolling around on the sofa with two blond models. Maybe I'll save that video for possible blackmail use.

Cyberdyne labs. Sky hid several cameras there. Let's see. Nothing. No. Nada. N - wait! What the hell is that?! Is that Sky on that slab? What the hell are those bastards doing to her?!

I flipped on the base communicator. "Attention! This is your leader, Magneto. All Brotherhood to the jet at once! We are departing for an assault immediately! No exceptions!!"

Wrapping a gift for the X-Men

2006-06-01T20:51:00.000-04:00

As I sat in the command chair, what I like to think of as my 'throne' really, Sabertooth wheeled in the large containment cell, holding my prisoner in stasis. With a loud thunk, he dropped it on the metal floor. The sound reverberated throughout the base that Sky had upgraded for me.

"Open the door," I ordered.

Sabertooth looked at me nervously. I had never seen him nervous before. "But Mags . . are you sure? This guy is dangerous."

"I suggest you do not make me repeat myself, Creed."

He shrugged and threw the lever. With a loud pop the seal detached itself and the door slid open. A frail Egyptian man hobbled out.

"How are you feeling Apocalypse?" I asked.

The little old man looked up at me. "Magneto. If you will kill me, then be quick with it."

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Kill you? Why no my dear Apocalypse. I have a plan for you. Rejoice for you shall be useful again."

"I am no man's survant, cur," he spat defiantely.

"Ah, but I am no mere man. I am Magneto and it is my destiny to be master of this planet. You shall pledge your loyalty to me and I restore your power and give you purpose."

Apocalypse stared at me firecly. Though his body was weak, I could see him considering his options. After a few minutes, he seemed to accept his fate.

"And what is it you would have me do?"

"Simple. Kill the X-Men and all of the students at Xavier's school who will not agree to follow me." A devious smile crossed his lips.

"And how will you give me back my powers?"

I snapped my fingers and Toad opened a sealed metal casket next to the cell. There were two long metal coils inside. Then Blob entered the room, holding the end of chain that linked 10 frightened human prisoners.

"Those are Carbonadium Coils," I told him. "Mr. Sinister made them for me on special assignment." I could see Apocalypse looked confused. "Perhaps you've heard of Omega Red? He uses those. It allows him to absord the life force of others." I waved towards the humans.

Apocalypse lifted the coils up. He jammed the ends hard into his forearms. Blood dripped onto the floor. Without a sound, he lashed the metal whips out at the human prisoners. As soon as they made contact, the humans screamed and wild yellow/orange energy flared around their pale bodies, traveled along the coils and feed Apocalypse. He began to grow.

When he had finished draining the now dead humans, he looked at me. He was standing at his full 7 foot height. His eyes glowed red.

"Now that I am again myself, what prevents me from killing you?"

I smiled. "Simple. In addition to feeding you bio-energy, those coils also injected Sinister's nanotechnology into you. All I have to do is active the nano-bots, and they will explode your heart, killing you instantly."

Apocalypse was silent. "Now then," I told him, "go to Xavier's scool and destroy the X-Men!"

The blue giant nodded and left the room. "Excellent. Now, where is Sky?"

Reconsideration

2006-05-31T20:47:00.000-04:00

I have realized that Sky's devotion to me is sincere. I had taken her brusk manner as a sign that perhaps she was starting to see me as a tool that she would eventually destroy once she was done with me. After her act of utter trust though, I see now her brusk manner was simply a result of that fact that she is a robot. She has not been programmed with social graces. She had been programmed with hundreds of ways of killing people.

First Sky exposed her vulnerable central processing unit to me and then she shut down. This left her completly at my mercy.

"Maybe we should destroy her Eric," Mystique said with quite a bit hostility.

"My dear, don't you see how useful she will be to us?"

"But we have the weapon," she insisted. "Toad, Avalanche and I stole the black diamonds to power it. It can be used with your powers. We don't need her!"

"She is devoted to me and our cause. She is a valuable asset and she stays. I will hear no more about it!"

Mystique walked away, muttering under her breath. I thought I heard her say "like daughter like father" and "perverted freaks," but I couldn't be sure. I decided to let it go. Sky was vulnerable and I wanted to restore her so that no "accidents" happened.

I quickly made the necessary modifications and brought Sky back on line.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Analyzing . . systems functioning within normal parameters. Modifcations were successful."

"Excellent!" I said, wrapping Sky tightly in my arms. I leaned in and we had a long kiss.

When we finally broke, she asked, "Have you arrived at a determination on how to deal with the X-Men?"

"In fact, I have. There is an old friend of theirs that I have been keeping on ice for the last couple of months. I think it is time give him back his freedom."

Assessing my relationship with the Terminator

2006-05-28T21:47:00.000-04:00

I am becoming a little concerned that Sky seems to be attempting to assume a dominate role in our relationship. When she first mysteriously appreared, she was unable to recall her primary directive. I was able to recruit her to my cause and convince her to join in my mission - riding the Earth of the disease that is man. Since our association together though, her programming seems to be expanding. I wonder if some dormant functions are surfacing. We shall have to see.

She and I went to acquire the third component of her weapon. She had me send some of my agents in the Brotherhood to steal black diamonds, which she said would power the weapon. I decided to agree as I do believe this weapon will be very useful to me, though I do think I will have to remind her who is in charge. While I admit I do find myself almost irresistably attracted to Sky, she is in the end just a tool for me to use, as is everyone in the Brotherhood. All that matters in the end is that I succeed. If she stops being useful to me, then I will have to dispose of her. Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

Party Crasher

2006-05-25T16:35:00.000-04:00

Just when I think entering into a personal relationship with a death dealing cyborg from the future might have been a mistake, Sky goes and does something completely wonderful.

I had gained us enterance to a VIP high tech weapons exhibition and I thought Sky's naivite was going to blow my cover. Present at the party were the big-wigs of the arms manufacturing industry who sell the engines of destruction and the politicians on the appropriations committee who buy them. The weapon Sky wanted was being demonstrated. She promised that it would augment the powers of her super-laser by 10 fold.

During the course of the reception I had been engaged in conversation with a rather lovely young woman named Brandy Powell. My intentions were purely tactical. I hoped to gain leverage over her father, General David Powell by going through her. When Sky came up to us though, she thought we were flirting. In fact she insisted we were.

It was a rather embarassing moment, until Sky suggested the three of us find a bedroom. To my delight, Brady agreed. Sky sat to the side watching as Brandy and I undressed and moved to the bed. Our passionate embrace grew until, at a rather intimate moment, Sky lost control of her emotion program and leapt at us in a jealous rage.

Lost in the heat of passion, I was unprepared for her attack. I managed to grab Sky though before she killed Brandy. I leaned in close and whispered in her ear.

"Now Sky, you really should learn to share."

I glanced over at Brandy who had a look of fear on her face. Sky relaxed in my arms. "How do I share?" she asked.

I leaned her face towards Brandy. The game young lady smiled and the three of us shared a kiss. As hands started to roam over each other's bodies, the door blasted inwards. I glanced up and saw Iron Man standing there.

"I couldn't believe it when I heard the nefarious Magneto was in the house," he said in that robotic voice of his. "This is a surprise."

The fool. He's covered in metal and my magnetic powers give me almost absolute control over all metallic substances. Unfortunately my present state caused me a momentary delay in being able to focus on my powers. He blasted his repulsor rays straight at my head and my lights went out.

My New Command Center

2006-05-21T20:41:00.000-04:00

I've heard all the jibes and tauntings because I'm romantically involved with a robot death machine from the future but I don't care! Let me just ask all of you one thing - has any of your flesh and blood women ever built this for you? -

I didn't think so. Sky is really the ultimate mate. It's like the vision of the Stepford Wives realized, except with lots and lots of bullets. She's eager to please, she has no compunctions about killing my enemies, in fact she's eager, and she is also fantastic in bed.

Of course "bed" is just a euphemism. The last time we had sex, just a few minutes ago actually, was on my brand new command table. As in all things, Sky is eager to please.

Now before you think I'm some kind of wanton hedonist, let me just say that physical release is an excellent way to clear one's mind. In fact, at the pinnacle moment, my plans finally crystallized. Once it was over, I looked up at Sky and asked, "My darling, about your shape changing abilities . . can you look like a man?"

A New Weapon

2006-05-18T21:12:00.000-04:00

As I lay back, basking in the warm afterglow of an intimate moment with Sky, I told myself that this relationship with a robot was not wrong. How could something so wrong fell so right?

Then I thought of my daughter, the Scarlet Witch and her husband, the android named Vision. There's actually a rumor out there that the two of them had children. Twins who are now in the Young Avengers. My grandchildren. Now that's a scary thought.

And that loser son of mine has always been obsessed with that cold Inhuman Crystal. She always seemed very lifeless to me. Is there something about my genetic line that attracts us to robots?

I pushed all these strange thoughts out of my head and went to my work station of develop the plan that had been fermenting in my mind. Sky came up to me with some news.

Apparently she had some connection to a military base here in this time and there was some super-weapon she wanted that was there. Personally I'm a big fan of super-weapons. I let Sky lead me to the base.

Guilt or No Guilt

2006-05-17T20:34:00.000-04:00

I woke up this morning next to a terminator death machine sent back in time for some nefarious purpose. It doesn't remember that purpose but since it's a death machine, it must be nefarious, right?

As I rolled over and gazed at the machine, a beautiful blond sun-kissed woman stared back. The pangs of guilt and self-recrimination that I felt giving into carnal lust with a machine faded away. I tried to hold on to that humiliation but I just couldn't.

Our puritanical society has always preached guilt for those who attain pleasure with the aid of mechanical devices. The question is whether coupling with a Terminatrix is making love or indulging in self-gratification.

Looking at this perfect goddess, I just couldn't make myself feel guilty. Yes, I know she's artificial. But look at her! She's hot! Don't judge me! You know you would do the same.

Home Sweet Home

2006-05-16T19:52:00.000-04:00

Blast it all! That school was mine! I almost had the most powerful army on the planet. I would have won if wasn't for those two over-enthusiatic dwarves. Wolverine and Son Gunk-O or whatever his name is. Bah.

I took the damaged Terminator to a nearby safe house that I maintain. Removing my battlesuit, I examined the slashes on my chest that Wolverine had left. How I despise that little hairy dog. Fortunately mutants heal quickly. Sky, the Terminatrix, also seemed to be repairing herself rather fast. She would periodically announce how long until she was functional again.

As I pondered my next move, I became aware that Sky was standing next to me. She was completely naked. I stared in surprise at her for a moment. Well, for several moments really.

"Dear, you can't follow me around looking like that," I finally said.

She looked confused. "Why not?"

"Well . . it's rather . . distracting."

Before my eyes she completely changed her form. One moment she was indistiquisable from a real human being, and the next she was a silvery metallic android.

Once we were ready to travel, I lead us to my forward command center about a mile away. I have used it to stage attacks on Xavier's school in the past. I activated the survelliance equipment to observe what was happening back at the academy.

Storm had taken command and Cyclops was running around in a pink dress. Ha! He's almost as big a loser as my son, Pietro. Wolverine had locked up all the students who had followed me. He was being rather harsh with them. Hmm, that could work to my advantage. Son Goober was gone back to wherever he came from. So were the New Avengers. Yes, there was an opportunity here.

As I worked to formulate my next steps, Sky kept hovering over me. Even though she now had on a bathing suit and was metallic, there was something still rather . . distracting . . about her. I gave her assignments to try and keep her occupied. Cleaning the center, cooking me a meal, cleaning the kitchen. I was surprised at how quickly this death machine turned domestic. There was something comforting about it. She was thorough and efficient. The movie 'Stepford Wives'
popped into my head.

After several hours of mapping out my strategy, I was exhausted and ready for some sleep. Sky was still locked to my side though. Hoping I would get some peace, I sent her on some trivial task, but she was back before I managed to fall asleep. And she was again hovering above me, staring at me.

"I cannot sleep with you standing over me," I told her impatiently.

"I will correct the situation," she responded.

"Thank you," I mumbled, rolling over onto my side away from her.

The next thing I knew she was crawling into bed next to me. I was so startled that I think I actually gasped.

"You are undergoing some trembling," she said.

"Er, well, your, um, metal body is a bit . . cold."

As I watched her body changed to flesh. Beautiful, tan flesh. And she grew long blond hair. Soft, golden blond. Her curvey body pressed up against mine. A little voice in the back of my head reminded me that she was just a machine. I ignored it.

Bah!

2006-05-16T17:58:00.000-04:00

Bah!

Family Therapy - part 1

2006-05-06T10:34:00.000-04:00

In light of my daughter's recently discovered powers to remake the planet as she sees fit, I have decided now would be an ideal time to repair some of the damage that has occurred in our relationship over the years. Once upon time, she fought bravely at my side to help me achieve my perfectly reasonable goal of taking over the world. Now she won't return my calls.

None the less, in an effort to build a bridge between us, I went to see her at the Avenger's Mansion in Manhattan. I had Master Mind with me so that everyone else there thought I was a Mary Kaye Cosmetics saleswoman.

I was shown to the convalescence wing where Wanda was resting on a king side bed. Two men stood at the head of the opulent bed, slowly wafting her with giant feather fans. Another young man was massaging her feet and a fourth waited with a jug of water in case she wanted her goblet refilled.

"Feeling better, my daughter?" I asked.

She turned towards me. "I'm surprised they let you in," she sniffed.

"I'm surprised the mansion is here actually. I thought Stark wasn't going to rebuild it after the, um, incident."

"This is an historical monument. The city made him rebuild it. Especially after I mentioned that I wanted it done. It's amazing how much better everyone treats me now."

"Yes, 'M' day was quite an eye opener for a lot of us. I, of course, knew always knew you had tremendous power. And that you are very, very intelligent. And beautiful. Did I mention that?"

Wanda just rolled her eyes. "What is it you want father?"

I moved over towards her and sat on the edge of the bed. "What I want is for us to be a close family once again. I want us to do things together like we use to. Things such as . . taking over the world."

"Hmm, I don't think so."

"But Wanda, with our combined powers we will be unstoppable! We can rule the galaxy together as father and daughter!"

"No, not until you apologize to Pietro and he forgives you. Then maybe we can talk about it. In family therapy."

"Apologize to Pietro?! Are you insane?! That's absurd! I have done nothing wrong to him! That boy is a pathetic disappointment! That is in no way my fault!"

Of course I didn't actually say that to Wanda. Then she would never help me conquer the Earth. What I did actually say was - "What ever you want my darling."

Now I'm going to have to actually apologize to that simpering, pathetic, worthless . .

Why Dr. Polaris is a poser wannabe

2006-04-24T15:37:00.000-04:00

Puh-lease! Dr. Polaris? What a wimpy loser!

It takes the entire force of the entire X-Men to even try to foil one of my brilliant plans whereas Polaris gets his ass handed to him by Black Lightening, one of the third tier heroes of the Distinguished Competition. And I can't even count how many times Green Lantern has beaten him. One rinky-dink hero with gaudy jewelry for a power and Polaris folds like a soggy taco.

Yes, it's true. The X-Men have managed to delay my plans from time to time. But that is only because I restrain myself in combat with them. Yes, that's right. I hold back. Why? Because they are fellow mutants following a misguided naive leader. I pity them for their idealistic simplistic and flawed view of the world. And so I spare their lives. Rather than push our battles to the point where I am forced to slaughter them, I simply withdraw. Oh, and I could slaughter them if I wanted to.

My power is virtually unlimited. At the Earth's core is a giant metallic ball floating in a sea of lava. This ball emanates a magnetic field that surrounds the entire planet. My mutant gift lets me control this field, and therefore, in a sense, control the entire planet. I am the most powerful being in all of existence! Bwwaahahhaahaa!!!!

So Gaia thinks she's safe? HA!!

2006-03-28T20:38:00.000-05:00

If she actually thinks she can avoid my wrath by not tagging me this time, she is sorely mistaken. By turning the other cheek she has left herself vulnerable to attack!

1. If you were going to rob a local bank, how would you go about doing it?

2. Name 3 reasons why Canada is better than the US.

3. If you knew the world were going to end in one week, what would you do with your time?

4. Who are you rooting for on American Idol this season?

5. Who is your favorite Master of Magnetism?

So there!

Those bastards won't get away with this!!

2006-03-21T20:34:00.000-05:00

As I sat in my plastic chair moving the bits of green goo around my plate that the jailers at the Vault call dinner, I pondered the delicious ways I would get my revenge against that mongoloid, Joe Fixit. Who does he think he is attacking me in my home base? That brute is lucky that he caught me by surprise, otherwise I guarantee he would be dead right now. That would show him. The rumor is his attack was a work for hire. After I kill him, I must find out who paid him to hit me.

No wait, first I'll find out who paid him. Then I'll kill him. Yes, that sounds right.

I went back to thinking about all the different ways I would destroy Fixit. Suddenly a sound behind me woke me from my reverie.

"What are you smiling at Magneto?" said a gruff voice.

I turned around and saw Colonel Nick Fury of SHIELD with two guards standing at his side. Or is he General Fury now? I was about to say something insulting when Fury suddenly dropped to the floor. His leg spun around kicking out the feet of both guards next to him. As they fell, Fury reached out and grabbed their weapons - plastic energy guns. Before they knew what hit them, he had zapped both guards. Then Fury changed into Mystique.

"So if you could do that all along, why did you make Xavier rescue me several months ago?" I asked.

"I like to make good people do bad things," she answered. "Keeps them humble."

"Well he could certainly use some of that. Now then, what's your plan for getting me out of here?"

"Haven't you ever seen a James Bond movie?"

A light bulb appeared over my head and glowed to life. I stripped off my prison garb and put on one of the guard's uniforms.

"Not that I'm not grateful, but I thought we were on the outs. Why the rescue?"

"A certain Dr. Rao has developed a so-called "cure" for mutations. She's unveiling it this afternoon at a public press conference in Manhattan."

My face went pale. I knew those genetic hate-mongers would come up with something like this eventually. How dare they! The arrogance . . like we need curing!

"And the rest of the Brotherhood?" I asked coldly as we headed to the exit.

"Sabertooth and Master Mind are already in position. And we have a rather special ally." A mischevious smile played on Mystique's lips.

"Who?"

"Dark Phoenix."

Victory will be mine!

So, Gaia is at it again, eh?

2006-02-23T19:00:00.000-05:00

You would think that girl had learned her lesson after our last round. Apparently not. She has dared to tag me, the Master of Magnatism again. Fine. I will answer her Meme. But then she will face the consequences. Bwwahahahah!!!

If you were to ghost write Deadpool's autobiography, what would you name it?
"A Silly Man in Silly Tights"

If Simon Cowell were to ask you to help takeover France with Deadpool and himself, would you accept?
France? Who on Earth would want to take over France?

On a scale of 50-100, with 50 being mind blowing and 100 being drooling the Nile river, how would you rate Bea Arthur?
Ah, my dear sweet Bea. Not many people know this but we actually dated for a few months in the early 70s. She was quite the looker then. We would spend hours just walking on the beach and talking about our hopes and dreams. Sigh.

If you were to appear on Deadpool's show, who would you play?
Not that I would ever do episodic television, but, purely hypothetically, if I were somehow to find myself on his show, the only character that I would be willing to play is the emperor of the planet who orders Deadpool's death.

List 5 ways to improve tacos.
1. Tortillo
2. Meat
3. Sour cream
4. Shredded lettuce
5. Shredded cheese
- how can that possibly be improved?

Would you die for Deadpool?
Of course not. What an absurd notion.

Do you find Cable's eyes dreamy?
I would certainly never give Cable a compliment. His head is already so swelled with this ridiculous "mutant messiah" thing that it would simply explode.

Definitely tag more 1 more person than the person who tagged you meaning if person A tags 4 people, you tag 5 and the people you tag, have to tag 6.
The only person I am going to take is Gaia. And this is her new Meme:

What is the funniest joke you ever heard?
What is the last movie you saw and how did you like it?
If there was only one thing your grandchildren could know about you, what would you want it to be?
Does your astrological sign accurately describe your personality?
If you were to hire Joe Fixit to do something, what would it be?

Poor, poor Gaia

2006-02-03T16:07:00.000-05:00

Charles has informed me that Gaia, in an heroic single handed battle against four full-grown Brood warriors, was seriously injured and is now recooperating in the Avengers' hospital. Recently I tagged with a Meme. My actions were perhaps spiteful. Now that she has suffered such a serious injury against a common foe, I do regret my earlier, perhaps hasty anger.

I will atone in two ways. One, a boquet of a dozen red roses are enroute to the hospital now. Two, I will tag others with the Meme, to share her pain.

The Meme:
1. List 5 things about which you are optomistic.
2. If you were trying out for American Idol, what would Simon say about you?
3. What are the 3 most important qualities you look for in a boy/girl?
4. If you were to conquer the world, what is the first thing you would do?
4. I think Magneto is __________ .

The victims:
1. Lt. Commander Oneida.
2. Master Yoda
3. Vegeta
4. Deadpool

Meme not the Master of Magnetism!

2006-01-25T20:26:00.000-05:00

The presumptious mutant Gaia has dared to tag me. After I practically single handedly defeated that wanna be Apocalypse and his Horsemen, this . . this . . girl . . had the gall to tag me with a meme, whatever the hell that is. Fine, you want to know about Magneto? Then I will tell you.

Four Jobs You Have Had
1. Leader of the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants
2. Leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants
3. Conqueror of the Earth
4. Head of the inmate kitchen staff at the Vault

Four Places You Have Lived
1. The moon
2. Asteroid X
3. The Savage Land
4. Genosha

Four TV Show You Love To Watch
1. Wings at War
2. Conquest of America
3. Notorius
4. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Four Places You Have Been On Vacation
1. Who has time for a vacation? There's a world to conquer!
2.
3.
4.

Four Blogs You Visit Daily
1. The White Queen
2. The Black Queen
3. The Scarlet Witch
4. Dark Phoenix

Four of Your Favorite Foods
1. Freedom fries
2. Chocolate cheese cake
3. Chili
4. Steak tartar

Four Places You Would Rather Be
1. Conqueroring the Earth
2. Destroying homo sapiens
3. Ruling the world from my iron throne
4. Watching the Dukes of Hazard

Four Albums You Can't Live Without
1. Anything, as long as it is not Smiling Baby Hitlers!
2.
3.
4.

Four Vehicles You've Owned
1. Magneto's Jet Pod
2. Magneto's Rocket Shuttle
3. Magneto's Floating Platform
4. A red Peugot when I was in college

Four People To Be Tagged
I am only going to tag one person, and it is Gaia. Why? Because I believe very strongly in revenge. However, she does not have to do this particular meme again, but rather this one -
1. List 5 things about which you are optomistic.
2. If you were trying out for American Idol, what would Simon say about you?
3. What are the 3 most important qualities you look for in a boy?
4. If you were to conquer the world, what is the first thing you would do?
4. I think Magneto is __________ .

Double Bah!!

2006-01-07T15:04:00.000-05:00

I can't believe what that human miscreant did to me! Of course I'm talking about Jon the Intergalactic Boobie and his toady Hudson. And no, I am not going to link to your site.

There I was, minding my own business, doing a favor for a friend (what deed could be more noble in anyone's book?), when that human dullard slammed his ship right into me! Believe you me, I will be contacting my lawyers. And what's more, he left the scene of an accident, though it didn't really seem like much of an accident to me. That means I will be sure to let the local authorities know exactly what happened.

And did I mention that he is a mere human?

(me)

The indignity!

The Amazing Mutant Race 2

2006-01-03T14:19:00.000-05:00

Somehow that liberal hippie do-gooder, Xavier, talked me into letting the contestants in his little competition stay in Avalon and Genosha. Why I ever agreed to play host to those animals I will never know.

Well, I do have some clue actually. When Xavier first asked me I naturally refused. Then he brought up the two recent rescues of me he conducted. So I was in Federal Prision. So what? Yes, he managed to break me out. And he thinks I owe him for that? I could have gotten out on my own. I am one of the most powerful mutants on the planet, you know. And just for the record, Charles, extortion is not very heroic.

The players in this silly race stayed under my hospices for two nights. Did one of them thank me? Of course not. It was terrible. And most of them are mere humans! Except for that Yoda creature. I have no idea what he is. And Vegeta and Son Goku. No one normal could ever get their hair to look like that.

What I don't understand is, why do they even bother to call it a "mutant" race if most of the contestants aren't mutants? Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator? Is that title suppose to impress me? He's just a lowly human. I bet he's the next to go.

And don't get me started on Deadpool. He's like some kind of mutant wanna-be with the personality of Bugs Bunny. If you are Daffy Duck, then Bugs Bunny is incredibly annoying, believe me.

I for one was thrilled to see Deadpool eliminated. It was also tremendously satisfying to get to give Wolverine the boot, too. That pathetic worm doesn't deserve to be called a mutant. If not for his heeling power, he would have been dead a long, long time ago.

Now that Emma Frost and Selene are the last two mutants left in the race, they had better win. Hmmm. Perhaps I'll see if I can lend them some aid. Heh heh heh.

Bah!!

2005-12-27T10:53:00.000-05:00

This is the season of brotherhood and giving? I say bah! That's right, I am saying the actual word "bah."

It use to be that word was quite common. Us super-villains said it all the time. Now it's fallen into disfavor, and I say that is a shame. There really are few words that can so nicely sum up a whole host of emotions. "Bah" could literally be the most useful phrase in a villain's lexicon.

"You're finished, Red Skull!" blathers Captain America.

"Bah!" the Skull cleverly retorts.

Basically what he is saying there is really - "You are full of crap, American dog! You can never triumph over my Nazi superiority!" But he is doing it in a much more succinct, to the point and emotionally expressive way.

"Doom, you can't use that laser! Think of all the innocent people who will be killed!" whines Reed Richards.

"Bah!" replies Doom.

With that one word, Doom is telling Richards that he is a pathetic alfalfa-eating bleeding-heart liberal who has no appreciation for the significance of science and destiny. And Doom is also saying that he can do whatever he wants so stop bothering him, panty-waist.

Without a doubt, this word can -

"Hey Mags!"

"How dare you disturb me, Toad?! Can't you see that I'm in the middle of something important here?"

"But we all chipped in and got you a present!"

"Really? Well let's see . . what a pathetic wrapping job . . hmm . . socks? You mean to say that with the entire Brotherhood of Evil Mutants here and all you could get was socks? Well I just have one thing to say to you, Toad. Bah!!"

Wasted Youth

2005-12-14T09:27:00.000-05:00

As I rested in my meditation chamber, trying to drive out the dark voices that ring constantly throughout my inner mind, I was disturbed by a rapping on the door. Swallowing my fury, I gestured and the metal door swung open. It was Toad. I counted to five and decided to not destroy him.

"What is it?" I growled.

"Um, Mr. M, some of us was wanting to go to . . .er, go out. We was wonderin' if we could borrow the jet?"

" . . and where do you want to go?" I asked, barely containing my seething anger.

"Well, um, just to this place, you know?" he answered sheepishly.

"And how can I know if you don't tell me?"

"It's, um, just a . . just a show." The pathetic worm couldn't even look me in the eye. How I loathe Toad.

"And what show is it?" I asked, mockery creeping into my voice.

He didn't respond.

"Toad?" I said with unmistakable menace.

"Smiling Baby Hitlers," he whispered.

"WHAT!?!" I screamed, my powers unconsciously shaking the entire structure of our Avalon headquarters. "And where is this travisty to occur?!" I spat.

He reluctantly gave me the location of the performance and without another word, I used my magnatism powers to shoot up into the air. I flew at top speed along the magnetic force lines towards the arena where the traitor Pyro was to have his show. The journey took several hours. When I arrived, I saw him exiting a large tractor trailer. A large cloud of murky smoke exited with him.

"Pyro!" I shouted as I landed next to him. "How can you still be particpiating in this abomination?!"

"Oh, hey Mags. Like, what's goin' on?"

"What's going on is that you are worshipping at the feet of an inhuman monster! This will stop now!!"

"What? Oh, you mean the name of the band? You're still hung up on that? It's cool."

"Cool?" Incredulity dripped from my voice. "Hitler was a sadistic genocidal psychopath. All mankind deserves to die simply for him, let alone for the natural evolutionary order."

"Look man," he started, with a note of defiance in his young voice. "We aren't worshipping anybody. It's just a name, you know? I mean, I don't care about Hitler. That was like hundreds of years ago. It's got nothing to do with us."

"You are a moron," I told him. "You obviously don't know the first thing about Hitler."

"Sure I do. He, like, united Europe, right? And then he got beat at Waterhole and then retired to Elba, right?"

I stood there in stunned silence for several minutes. How on earth could someone have such a totally pathetic understanding of recent historical events?

"You were dropped on your head as a child, right?" I asked.

"Um, I don't think so."

Somehow Pyro's monumental stupidty had defeated me. I felt all of my energy drain out of my body. Without another word I took to the air and started my journey back to Avalon.

2005-12-04T12:02:00.000-05:00

As I mulled over possible plans for the destruction of humanity (I always have a few good ideas cooking in the back of my mind), a very loud, very unpleasant noise intruded on my meditation. It was just horrible. And it was very loud. With each passing second that I was exposed to it, I felt my rage growing. I briefly considered ripping the entire building apart with my magnetic powers, but I managed to keep myself in check. Instead, I stormed out of my chamber and set off to find the source of that cacophany. It didn't take me long.

Stopping outside of the Blob's room, I could tell from the way the door was shaking on it's hinges that this was the origin point of the sound. I gestured with my hand and the door went flying back into the room. I have everything around me constructed out of metal for just such a purpose. I can influence control over any type of matter since magnetic force lines flow through everything, but metal is much easier.

Inside the room sat the Blob, Toad and Fatale. They were lying around a stero system, tapping their feet and eating Cheese Puffs. I stared in stunned silence at them for a moment, not able to comprehend what I was looking at. Then I realized that they were listening to music.

I raised my hand and the stero was reduced to a small, non-functional, metal cube. The mutants all turned to me with surprised, hurt looks on their pathetic faces.

"What was that . . music?" I demanded.

Their expressions changed from hurt to guilty. None of them spoke up for several minutes until Toad, always the butt-kisser, spoke up. "That's the Smilin' Baby Hitles, Guv'ner," he said. He thinks he's English.

"The what?!" I bellowed. "You mean Pyro's group?!" They all slowly nodded. "That . . that trash is not to be played any more by anyone! Do you understand me?"

Again, they all dumbly nodded. As I stared at them in disgust, I briefly considered killing all of them right then and there. I had a hard time talking myself out of it. They do have their uses, I suppose. And Fatale could be a tough fight.

The more direct solution, I realized, was to deal with the heart of the problem. Pyro.

Eliminating The Problem

2005-11-30T12:26:00.000-05:00

I have been asked why I want kill all the humans. First of all, I didn't say that I wanted to do that. I said that I wanted to elminate the problem of humans. That doesn't necessarily mean that I want to kill all of them. Though, of course, that is one obvious way to ensure the problem is eliminated.

Secondly, the reason why all humans must go, rather than just the ones that persecute my fellow mutants, is because all humans are complicite in the persecution. While it may be true that only some humans hunt mutants, those who do, do so to fulfill the needs of all humanity. For all humans hate and fear us, as they know that it is our destiny to replace them.

Those who do not hunt or persecute us, take satisfaction that there are plenty who do. While those whose liberal sentimentalities might make it unpleasant for them to admit this fact, it is none the less true. If only those who hunt mutants were elimanated, more humans would rise up to take their place. The basic need of humans for survival is being filled by that group the prosecutes the war on mutants.

And that is why all humans must go.

The Manifesto

2005-11-28T14:50:00.000-05:00

I am issuing this written statement to declare publicly my intentions, motives and views.

Since the dawn of man, human beings have persecuted and marginalized those who are perceived as being different. If someone was of a different race, religion or tribe then they were seen as "other" and therefore, quite often, as a danger. The most common response to this irrational fear was mistrust or outright violence. This inability to see others as worthy of the same rights and respect that each person feels they deserve is an intolerable flaw. Humanity's greatest weakness is it's inhumanity.

To that extent, I refuse to sit back and allow humanity to visit the same intolerable behaviors that they have inflicted on one another against my fellow mutants. The age of the human race is over. It is the destiny of Homo Superior to be the dominant species on this planet. The only way to prevent mankind from persecuting mutant-kind is to eliminate the threat that humanity poses.

That is the end to which I am dedicating my life. You have been warned.