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 Call For Unity, Scarlet Witch/Magneto
Wanda Maximoff
 Posted: Feb 27 2018, 06:07 AM
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“It’s a dangerous world out there…” the voice on the audio transmission started off as it always did. A soft voice, caring, understanding yet intense in its own way as it spoke to the hearts of people all across the world. The signal, a pirated transmission wavelength, which cut into other signals to get its message out to the world was easily picked up over radio and television. This transmission broadcast had been going on for a few weeks now on seemingly random days between 8PM EST to 5AMEST and had recently become something of a new media sensation despite the clearly political messages it was trying to put across. “… a world that gets harder every day.”

“Every day changes occur all around us without our even knowing it.” The voice always seemed to be somewhat sad, somewhat distant as if the speaker were looking at into an ocean of unhappy things and trying to warn the people she was speaking to so they would not be so lost. “Every day the world around you becomes a little smaller. You learn more, the mysteries of the universe seem ever closer within your reach. You find yourself surrounded by the seemingly incomprehensible, the overwhelming, the unthinkable and you are asked to cope or to trust in others to protect and guide you. You ask yourself why? Why is the world changing so fast? Why are we besieged by the future and all things once thought merely fictitious or supernatural? To these questions the people in authority, your leaders, your militaries and maybe even your religious heads will give you many answers, many explanations and many promises that if you put your faith in them and their wisdom, their dogma, their laws you will be safe and guide you through the dark times ahead. However I ask you, all of you, what happens when those leaders seek to supress the truth from you? What does it mean when those leaders act out of hubris, greed or worst of all fear and prejudice?”

The voice was calm and collected as if making such statements and asking such questions were natural, an everyday thing. The speech was clearly practiced but not so much so that the words came off as robotic. No these words had clearly come from a heart and mind concerned with the very subject they were speaking about and wanted other people to see just how truly serious these concerns were.

“The history of the world is filled with such cautionary tales. One need only look to the past to see the consequences of such fear and hatred. From 1478 to 1834 The Holy Order of the Inquisition, better known as the Spanish Inquisition was enacted to hunt, prosecute, ostracize and even execute anyone considered a heretic by the standards of the Catholic Church and the Spanish Empire. At least 150,000 people considered undesirable were prosecuted with an estimated 5000 executed publically. From 1941 to 1945 Nazi Germany enacted what they called the ‘Final Solution’ which resulted in what has come to be known as the Holocaust, the decimation of six million European Jews, Gypsies and other peoples considered undesirable by their government. Even in the modern age such fear and hate motivated actions have occurred as with the ethnic cleansing campaigns of the Army of Republika Srpska which took place between 1992 and 1995 in which 2,700,000 people were displaced due to their racial ethnicity, religious and political beliefs. The death toll of this conflict has never been accurately tallied.”

For a moment the voice went quiet as if giving a moment of silence for those people fallen because of hate and fear, persecution by a strong majority and often backed by political powers.

“These atrocities can be looked back upon as some of the worst actions humanity has perpetrated on itself ever. However those of the western world, the America’s north and south may question what these incidents in the old world have to do with them? Many stringently and emphatically state that the Americas have never, would never and could never perpetrate such atrocities. Between 1692 and 1683 20 people were executed on suspicions and accusations of being in league with the devil. From 1789 to 1865 the United States legally recognized and in some cases endorsed the practice of slavery. Even today people are persecuted, shunned and even killed because of what is perceived as questionable behaviour or predilections by the majority, The LGBT community, Illegal immigrants, and people of foreign faiths and ethnicities just to name a few. Indeed it’s a dangerous world out there, a world that has not really changed all that much from its supposedly more primitive and superstitious roots. The world is dangerous for anyone considered different, strange or in some way inferior. Today as with 100 years ago, 50 years ago, 10 years ago, people fear what they don’t understand, who they don’t understand. It is no secret that all across the world people with special abilities and genetic differences are coming into the light. Evolution and Science have hurtled humanity forward as is natural and has brought forth people unlike the world has known in ages past. Meta-Humanity, Mutants, Aliens all of these things have come to life out of the pages of fiction, emerging into the daylight of the real world.”

Again a pause followed by a sad sigh of resignation. “Inevitably… sadly… fear and hate have also risen to stand in open hostile opposition to these peoples. Fear and hate, greed and hubris, the opposition to anything that is different and the desire to control and exploit that which could be of benefit to the few or many no matter the moral cost. People across the world are being categorized, branded and singled out for being different from mainstream humanity. People across the world are being rounded up, outed, stripped of their basic human rights and freedoms and forced to register their identities so that they can be watched, controlled and possibly destroyed if deemed too dangerous… too different… for the world on whole. I speak, as I have for many nights now, about the Super Human Registration Act, a bill of laws being instituted and backed by the US Government and its allies in the United Nations, a bill of laws whose specific focus is to register and control Meta-Humanity on mass for the ‘safty’ of the baseline human public. I can understand fear. I grew up in a country where war and political turmoil were a way of life. I watched my family destroyed by political insurgents using weapons created and procured in other countries. I stood by groups who railed against the system, fought against authority out of fear of corruption by outside forces. I blamed others, hated people… hated someone… I had never met because I was afraid of them and what they had and could do. I understand the fear of what forces beyond your control can do and how trying to garner a measure of control over those forces seems like the logical way to beat that fear. I was just like all of you… and then I changed. I became the thing that people feared and hated, the force that that others sought to control. I became the embodiment of the strange and unusual which the world at large had real cause to be scared of. I revelled in it and I abused my power. I made mistakes and became a monster.” A quiver in the heavily accented voice, the sound of hesitation and the loosing of tears. “Then I learned there were things worse than me out there. That there were monsters that should truly be feared and fought against. Not all of these monsters were people like me, people with differences and a little extra something in their genes, not all these monsters were born into this world by a quirk of fate or evolution. Some monsters are those you can see… monsters than rise up like demons and reign down destruction and death from the skies, other monsters are more insidious and play with the lives of people like pieces on a chess board, some are like a poison or a cancer working their way into and through society polluting and distorting everything they touch. I agree that the potential dangers out there… the dangers that individuals or groups within the meta-human and mutant offshoots of humanity are a real concern. I agree that there needs to be equally powerful beings and measures in place to combat the monsters that rise. I cannot however agree that all who are born or made different, born or made with abilities or even born or made just looking different from baseline humanity should be grouped together and branded as threats.”

A fire, a burning passion mounting in the voice. A desire for the people listening all across the world to hear her and understand, to see the truths behind the all the falsehoods the SRA and those who supported it were trying to push into the mainstream. The Voice, that is what she had come to be known as, never specifically identifying herself but dropping hints and bits of her history, facts about what she was and what she had done so people could make an educated guess. She had given many speeches over the last few weeks, spoken at length on the subject and even called out people directly involved in the systematic oppression of Meta-Humanity. She had hinted at atrocities big and small committed in the name of safety. She detailed how the rights of meta-mutant-etc were slowly but surely being taken away by laws designed to obfuscate truth and reality from the world public. Passion and conviction always entered into her voice as she spoke out against the injustices of the SRA and its supporters. She needed to make it clear to meta and baseline alike that this could not be accepted.

“I ask you, every one of you listening to me now, look to those you love and imagine if they just someday manifested such changes. Your mothers and fathers, your brothers and sisters, your children, your friends, your lovers, would you wish to see them robbed of their civil and human rights because they may be different? Would it be right to suddenly despise them because they could fly or move things with their mind? Would they deserve to be enslaved or even killed because they will not or cannot conform to the standard human condition? I had a brother and I loved him with all my heart. Together we sought power and we were given it. We abused that power and perhaps because of that I lost him. I think about him every day and the world we could have helped make had we used our powers for good as I try to do now. Those with abilities are not monsters, they are people just like you. It is only how they use those powers that dictates whether they are a threat or not. You cannot judge a man before he has committed a crime so why would it be acceptable to judge someone with meta-abilities before they have done anything to deserve such? Those who are in power would tell you that it is for your own good, that it is for the safety of all that the SRA is being implemented. Again look at your family, your friends, your loved ones and ask yourself does it benefit them? Does the taking or rights and persecution of others benefit them at all? Ask yourself if you and they were in the shoes of the innocent people this act will affect how would you feel?”

The final pause as the voice let’s the people listening think on the questions she poses. “I leave you now with the words of a great man, Martin Luthor King Jr. fought for the equal rights not only of his people but for all people. If he were here today I have no doubt he would stand against the injustices of the Superhuman Registration Act. The man would speak out, his message would be the same as mine and so I pull from his great words to say: ‘Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable… Every step toward the goal of justice requires sacrifice, suffering and struggle; the tireless exertions and passionate concern of dedicated individuals.’ Look to yourselves one and all. Stand together and work towards a better world for all. Defy tyranny and stand for what is right. Look not to your leaders for truth but in your own heart.”


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The world had progressed much over the years and he had been a witness to it all, with the serum that the Nazis had tested on him, his aging process had slowed and he had maintained his youthful vitality despite being the same age as Charles. It was one of the few blessings that he had taken from the Nazis and since then he had been waiting, watching for any sign that Mankind had learned from the mistakes of his Generation and yet time and time again Erik found himself disappointed. Time and time again, the leaders of the world had the opportunity to make the world a better place, a place where never again would innocents suffer at the hands of the powerful and yet for some reason or another they chose the other way, the way that would be of best benefit for them. People didn't change but it was Charles example that made him consider that sometimes it could happen, he had managed to tame the Wolverine which many thought was an impossible task and yet Charles had managed it, he had always been a good teacher and a better man. Over the years, he had gathered to him his students, his X-Men in whom he would place his trust and to them, he would entrust the dream that he had shared with him long ago. At first, he had been unconvinced but seeing them come together as a family, fighting the odds that only a family could showed him that there was a strength to be found there and unlike many, Erik always paid attention to his lessons as a boy and he did the same now that he was a man.

Steven Rogers, the Indomitable Captain America had made his stand against the Government when they came for the school but even before that, when he had taken his position against the SRA. It had taken a courage he hadn't thought possible from someone like him, it was easy to charge against bullets but to take a stand against your country and your friends, that took real courage and he found himself respecting Steve Rogers for it more than he had thought possible. Cloaking himself in the emblem of a country that wasn't the one that he had fought for all those years ago seemed like bullheaded stupidity to Erik but there was a strength of conviction that one had to admire especially given the fact that there was every chance that they would have to fight one another. Both of their courses would lead to conflict one day, Erik knew that and when Rogers became aware of him, so would he but for now that conflict would be delayed until this moment was over and it was to his example that Erik looked to now. Being someone with his power had made him arrogant and now with his enemies gathering their strength it would take more than the Master of Magnetism to find victory against those odds and so he began looking for recruits, to forge his own brotherhood as Charles had all those long years ago.

Erik had Scott in mind, after deciding to register it seemed as if he was the one most likely to follow a different version of Charles' dream, one where homo superior would never again be afraid because of their genetic heritage. Logan was also another one he would seek to recruit, the Wolverine had always been on the outer limits of society and it would not take much to show him the truth of his situation but as of late someone else had come to his attention. Rogers was good he had to give him that, he remembered the lessons of history and so had started his own Voice of the Resistance, something he and Rogers were both familiar with given their past. Hers was a voice that spoke with great conviction, fighting the propaganda that flooded the Mainstream Media and the way that her voice carried the message showed that Rogers had made an inspired choice. People often forgot that his power wasn't strictly magnetism, it was control over the EM spectrum which included radio waves, given the danger to her Rogers was obviously moving his broadcast location to ensure that they weren't compromised or that tracking them would prove to be too difficult. That wasn't a problem for him though as he became familiar with the feel of their broadcast wave and soon enough he was able to track her down, this was a conversation that he wanted to do in person. Whomever this was, she was a connection to Rogers and if they were to fight the same fight then it made sense to at least have a conversation. As the transmission reached its end, Erik arrived at the location and with a wave of his hand, the door to the place opened and Erik stepped forward "Do not panic, I have no hostile intentions. I am alone." He looked around carefully, encased in a field of EM energy to protect himself against any attack and as his gaze looked around the room he stopped when he saw the young woman in front of him, someone he had been looking for since he had found Baron Von Strykers files and the children he had experimented on "Wanda?"

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The sound of metal being stretched, distressed and pulled brought Wanda Maximoff to her feet immediately. She took a trained stance of defense, her hands falling to her sides and immediately starting to glow with scarlet mist like swirls of energy as she stared to the door and the floating caped silhouette there. She had this night been transmitting from inside a catholic church, the priest of this parish a supporter of Captain America’s and an old war buddy from back in the day. Wanda had expected this night to go as all the others before it had, quietly and without any interruptions thanks to moving around so much and using SHIELD technologies that helped keep her location a secret despite the mass intrusion of her pirate signal.

She was obviously wrong.

Despite the assurances of the voice that suddenly spoke out to her the Scarlet Witch focused her telepathic and telekinetic abilities, readying herself for anything just as she had been taught to do by Captain America himself. “Come into the light…” She demanded, her usually chocolate brown eyes glowing a menacing red as she glared at the shadow, the surprise of hearing her name forced down as best she could so as not to be distracted. “Who are you and how did you find me?” She practically snarled in the direction the floating man who had clearly known what and who to expect when coming into the back room of this small neighborhood church. The room was small, a storage area with tightly packed wooden shelving units where sacramental wine, holy wafers and other amenities the church used on a regular basis were kept. The single light above her only illuminated the immediate area around her which had been good enough while transmitting her thoroughly prepared and memorized speech but now came as a hindrance when staring down a potential threat. Silently she took a few steps back, carful and measured so as to seem unafraid but clearly cautious. At the same time she tried to use her telepathic gifts, reaching out to touch the man’s mind as she could with nearly anyone and discover who he was and why he had come. To her shock and dismay she found that she could not read the interlopers mind, indeed she could not sense even a faint psi-signature form him he was a total blank to her. This for Wanda meant three things in her experience, either the man was a telepath like herself and had the ability to circumvent someone with less power or practice than he, he was some kind of machine or construct or he had technology of some kind that prevented a mind reader from using their abilities on him. Whatever the case was this made the situation all the more complex and uncomfortable for Wanda, so used to being able to use her abilities to get herself out of trouble if recognized or discovered. “How do you know my name?” She finally asked while focusing her telekinetic abilities to grasp the bottles of wine and other objects on the walls and make them rattle, a tactic both to distract and intimidate she hoped.


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This was a surprise he hadn't expected, the children were certainly known to him now but that was just a recent development since he had gotten his hands on Stryker's files and now that he knew about them, they had become an important priority. The problem was that Pietro was dead and Wanda was in hiding at least according to rumor and he didn't want her to know that he was her father or more importantly for others to know that he was her father. Erik had developed a lot of enemies over the years that would love to strike at him at his family, given that all of his family was dead that had never been a risk factor until now and so with only his daughter left in the world, it had become an important task to find her. The problem was that he didn't know how to broach the subject, she had no idea that he was her father having left their mother before he became a risk to her, at the time he was being hunted by various Government agencies from across the globe and it was while he was hiding that he had discovered her mother. It was never meant to happen but somehow his heart had awoken and they discovered a sweet passion, it wasn't going to last and he knew it even if she didn't and walking away from her had been the hardest thing he had done in a long time but if he had known she was pregnant he would have never left and those chasing him would have discovered the depths of their mistake.

Now he had his daughter standing in front of him and she was the spitting image of her mother, he had kept tabs on them over the years, she had remarried to a good man and Sokovia despite the difficulties it experienced as a country it was a safe place to grow up until Ultron. By the time he had arrived it was too late but that robot was damn lucky that the AVENGERS had dealt with him before he had, Erik would have taken his time taking him apart piece by piece. It was then that he had discovered that Magda had died and that was something he still grieved about as well as the death of the son he had never known but he took some comfort that he had died fighting for his people, well the country that he lived in, they were never his people. Now, he had Wanda and he was determined not to fail her like he had Pietro but this was a time where he had to be careful, too much information and she would recoil from him and he wanted to have a solid basis for their relationship before he shared certain details "My name is Erik Lensherr and as for how I discovered your location, part of my mutation is that I can detect EM transmissions like radio waves. I have been listening to your broadcasts and they have the tone of truth which is quite rare in today's society so I wanted to seek you out." He had listened to those resistance radio transmissions during the war, it was one of the few sources of the truth that they had at that time and it brought great comfort to those of them huddling in empty houses praying that the allies would arrive before the Nazis found them "Please, I mean no harm. I recognise you from the news and I was a bit surprised. I would have expected more people here to guard you in case the Government tracked you down. I just want to talk, if that is alright with you."

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“Erik Lehnsherr, Magneto, I know about you from old SHIELD files we had access too before everything went to hell.” Wanda spoke with a bitter tone yet still held firm, her powers clearly in control as the bottles and pieces of church paraphernalia on the shelves to either side of them rattled harder. “You are marked as a terrorist and a murderer. A man who has used his powers to kill for well over several decades out of revenge and for personal-political goals. You disappeared for a while and a lot of people marked you off as dead…” She eyed him closely seeing that though he was ladled to be in his late 70s to early 80s he still retained a youthful visage. She could only wonder if that was perhaps part of his mutation much like the regenerative effect of a healing factor or from something else not listed in the very few files that mentioned him. Either way his claim to be one of the world’s notorious historical terrorists wasn’t something that immediately engendered a positive response from Wanda. She herself had not always stood on the ‘side of the angels’ and had done some very damn disreputable things in her life. From being a political agitator to signing up with the most evil of terrorist groups of all time in Hydra she was nowhere near innocent enough to judge the man for his purported deeds but she was now an Avenger and he had come upon her at a very complicated and compromising time. She had come to this place tonight to give yet another speech of working towards a better tomorrow for all meta and mutants as well as baseline humanity by speaking out and outright resisting the SRA and its controversial tenants. She had done all of this under the orders of her superior Captain America because he had faith in her, he believed she was the right person out of all of their friends and allies to speak out like this and talk to the people. Clearly her message had reached further and to people she had not and would not believe would be listening.

“Guards?” She smirked somewhat sardonically an instant before all the bottles of sacramental wine in the small storage area for the church suddenly exploded all at once. She had only, till now, been using her power to cause a clamor and to make a point that she could fight the man without even having to move if he decided to attack. His remark that he would have expected her to be guarded though clearly needed a response, a show that she was in no way as helpless as it may seem even if she were alone. As the floor pooled with the cheap wine and the shards of glass fell around her like snow she looked up to the man fearlessly. “Does it look like I need guards?” She question with a fearless tone all the while continuing her telekinetic shaking of the other supplies and foodstuffs in the small room for emphasis. “Captain America picked me for this because he knew that not only could I speak to the people but because I could take care of myself.” She spoke with a slight annoyance and pride to her voice despite not fully agreeing with her friend and mentor concerning her fitness for this. She however would not let anyone, even the legendary Master of Magnetism see her doubt. “You say you mean me no harm and only wish to talk. Alright… talk, what does Erik Lehnsherr want with the Voice of the Resistance.” She used the informal title she had been given by those who listened to her show out in the public because that was just what Magneto in his own admission had been seeking out through his power to manipulate Electro-Magnetic fields.


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It was like stepping back to yesterday, he was standing in a snow-blown street watching this beautiful young woman arguing with a man about something that never did figure out but her voice sounded so beautiful. It had been a long time since Erik had ever felt something like that for anyone, he had walked the world for a long time and the only place where he had ever found peace was at the Mansion with Charles and his young charges. But there was something that had always drawn him out into the world, perhaps it was the pain of his past or the fact that he never managed to believe that Charles' dream was possible, he had seen the worst that humanity had to offer and once you had seen the true face of evil, hope wasn't something that you could ever believe in at least that was how it was for him. His journey had taken him all across the globe and it was in a remote corner of the world where few people ever stopped let alone knew about that he would find a spark of that emotion in his soul. Erik hadn't expected it and so as he stood there looking at this young woman that he didn't know but knew that he was going to talk to perhaps ask out for a cup of coffee the thought crossed his mind that perhaps there was something to what Charles had been preaching after all.

Wanda was the spitting image of her mother, he knew that as soon as he looked at her. His mouth became dry because it was like he was looking at a ghost of someone long gone, she was different of course but it was still a shock to see the reflection of her mother in the woman standing before him. Clearing his throat, he gathered himself before he trusted himself to speak, she had heard of him which wasn't a surprise given that SHIELD had files on most people in the world and she must have had access to them during her time with Stark and the AVENGERS. She had done well for herself and now here he was with the girl who could very well be his daughter, not that she knew that of course and it would be a while before he would get to broach that subject, for now he just wanted to get to know her "Voice of the Resistance, its been a while since I heard that phrase, last time it was in a small village near Moustiers-Sainte-Marie during the war. I guess a part of me had hoped we were past such things but I guess humanity has never been good at learning from their mistakes." There was a hint of bitterness in his voice as he said that, long memories that haunted him still stirred in his mind "I am not surprised that the good Captain asked you to do this, you certainly do have the voice. But my business isn't with the resistance nor the Voice of it, I am here to speak with you if you have a moment. I know you are busy but I was hoping you might be able to spare some of your time."

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She was surprised that he even acknowledged the informal and unofficial title she had been given by the people who listened to her. It had been Captain America who had first made the parallel with the resistance of WWII and now yet another man who had lived through that was doing the same. Ironically Erik Lehnsherr had more in common with Steve Rogers than experience. They both had come through the hell of those times and stood in this century still young and powerful in their own rights. There was no disputing that Magneto was perhaps one of the most dangerous men alive. He had been classified as a global level threat by SHIELD despite his years of being out of the public eye. Now however he had returned and he stood facing someone who had been labeled by the world as a terrorist and a monster. There is where the similarities to Cap ended and the similarities between she and the man began. “Ici Londres! Les Français parlent aux Français" She spoke the slogan of Radio Londres a pirate radio station run by the BBC from London and broadcast to Nazi occupied France. Her Sokovian accent rolled the rrs a bit more than was normal for french being spoken but she was quite sure Magneto, being of Eastern European descent himself would perfectly understand. “This is London calling! The French speaking to the French!” She then spoke the translation with a nod of respect to a man who had honestly been there to hear original transmissions and who had a hand in seeing the world change and turn away from tyranny.

“People have changed. The world isn’t like it was back then, its not a simple matter of black and white any more. The villains don’t wear their symbols on their arms or cry out hails to their leader before charging into the breach.” She retorted to his opinion concerning humanity. “Some might say things are worse now, others would say this is only the natural progression of prejudice but no matter what there is always hope and people willing to fight for what is right.” She stepped towards Magneto showing no fear despite knowing just how dangerous he was. So far the man had made only peaceful overtures towards her which was both shocking and confusing. No matter the side of the current political argument she was on she was still an Avenger and he was still a wanted criminal known for acts of terrorism on mass with often near complete disregard for the guilt or innocence of those affected.

Yet he was clear that he had not come for a fight so out of curiosity she nodded.

“You want to talk Mr. Lehnsherr. Alright, I am curious as to what you might have to say to me. You are being very… polite… even complimentary to me, someone who otherwise might be your enemy. I never imagined you as the flattering type but then again I never really imagined we would ever come face to face or have any reason to converse.” She smirked a bit trying to hold her poise and some semblance of control of the situation. She had been thrown off her game by his sudden arrival and more so by his insistence that he was here specifically to speak with her… speak… not fight. By maintaining a bit of briskness, a bit of standoffishness, she hoped to keep from falling into any kind of trap the Master of Magnetism might be planning if he expected to lull her into a false sense of security. “I’ll give you points for charm Mr. Lehnsherr… but not so much for subtly.” She looked from him to the bent metal and fallen door of the small back room of the church. “The good father who offered me this space to transmit from tonight will not be pleased.” She mused offhandedly while politely gesturing for him to back away a bit. “If you really mean only to talk then let’s move to somewhere with a bit more space. Keeping me cooped up in this little room does not scream peaceful intent.”


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She had a commanding presence that was plainly obvious, he wondered how much of that was a genetic trait she had garnered from him and how much of it was from the people that she had been around, people such as Steve Rogers. Erik remembered how the Good Captain had fought against the Nazis and indeed owed him a debt for the Jews that he and the other Howling Commandos had saved during the war, they had intercepted trains and convoys heading to the camps and helped the survivors escape but being that the people they helped didn't know the full scope of the horror their people were experiencing they weren't able to tell Rogers or the Commandos what was happening to their people. It wasn't until they reached the camps that they along with the rest of the world understood the sheer capacity for evil that the Nazis had and the depths to which some people would cast their fellow man into with no hint of pity or mercy. It had been that time that had hardened his heart and the following years had shown him little evidence that mankind had improved at all really, sure there were individuals that rose above the petty politics of the day but for the most part they were as greedy and stupid as they had been during the War which was why he paid close attention to what was happening in the world now. Erik had seen these signs before and he was not willing to stand on the side lines and allow the events of his past to happen again unchecked, this time metahumanity had champions unlike the Jews back during the 30s and 40s. They were not going to be victims again which was one of the reasons why he was amused that Rogers had raised this idea back up again, her program was providing much needed encouragement to the metahuman population and he wondered if she knew how far her voice reached.

Glancing around, his entrance here would have drawn attention, Wanda was right that they would have company soon but he wouldn't leave this place damaged and so he held out his hand and his power started to flow around him. The door bent and creaked back into its proper shape as nails and the other metallic pieces of the frame flew into place by his command, this was a mere touch of his power but it was enough as he continued the repairs to the Church "I would not say we are enemies merely players on the field whose aims haven't crossed paths yet. I respect Steven Rogers for the work that he did in rescuing my people from the transports and trains that were taking them to the camps as I was as a child. He has shown remarkable patience and mercy to those weaker than himself and that is always worthy of respect, we are adversaries Wanda, not enemies. Now I agree, attention has been drawn to this place so we should depart to somewhere more private to speak." It was strange hearing his daughter refer to him as Mr. Lensherr, it was a cold way to address your father but then she didn't know that at least not yet. He was still mourning for the son that he never knew, he had died saving others and while that was laudable, he had died for normals instead of his people and that was something he could not accept. Ultron would have paid a much dire price than what his daughter had exacted but it had been enough, blood called to blood after all. As the final pieces of the repair fitted into place, Erik motioned to a metallic plate that had come loose from the wall, he could transport himself because of the metallic fibers in his armor but Wanda had no such metal in hers so he preferred this method. "Please, stand upon this and I shall take us away from here." Once she was standing on the plate, he lifted the both of them into the air and soon they were flying swiftly away "Votre français est excellent d'ailleurs. Où avez-vous appris la langue?" (Your French is excellent by the way. Where did you learn the language?)

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The Scarlet Witch watched in silent awe as Magneto, Master of Magnetism, used his abilities to repair most of the damage he had caused when he had made is surprise introduction to her. She was impressed by how much he could do at one time, each thing that had been bent or broken fixing itself at nearly the same time with flawless precision. She felt bad she could not do the same to the bottles of wine she had shattered with her own small display of her powers but also wondered if she may ever have the kind of control and mastery of her abilities that Erik Lehnsherr showed so effortlessly. When he was done and had created a metallic disc for her to travel on she paused but a minute to consider how much faith she should put into a man known the world over as a terrorist. He had made is feelings concerning people in general all too clear to her, a fact she didn’t overly agree with, but also had expressed his respect for Captain America and herself. He was wrong and right all at the same time. Her position as an Avenger and his as an international criminal made them enemies but at the same time she herself was a noted criminal both for her past affiliations with anti-government movements in Sokovia as well as Hydra and Ultron but also in even now as a member of the Anti-Registration movement.

She didn’t fear him despite his clearly proficient use of his extreme power but she also was not the type to walk into a trap or unnecessarily volatile situation. “Alright…” She nodded in agreement despite the clear and present danger she could be stepping into then turned from him and moved to quickly gather the portable transmission equipment she had brought to make her broadcast. Slipping it into the small black leather backpack it came in she stepped onto the metallic disk he had fashioned for her. She could fly on her own by using her telekinetic abilities to give her lift and control of movement in the air but as a sign of ‘trust’ and expediency she would permit him to control their flight away from the church.

“I read a lot.” She answered his question as to how she had learned French as plainly as possible. The fact of the matter was even before her parents had died the bombing that had forever changed hers and Pietro’s lives she had been a lover of all things written. Her love of books had been insatiable and though the school system in Sokovia wasn’t the greatest considering its status as a second world country former Soviet state she had devoured everything she could including books on learning other languages. When her parents had died forcing she and Pietro to live on the streets and then join various political agitations groups her only pass time from the constant moving around and railing against authority had been reading. Pietro on the other hand had taken to being a ladies man, often smoozing his way into and out of various liaisons with local girls as quickly as he could… funny enough this later nearly matched the speed at which he could run. “I learned on my own. I assume you learned from your travels?” She questioned as the floated up to into the sky above Staten Island and the rivers it sat upon. “You’re files indicated you have crossed the world many times over seeking your vengeance against the Nazi’s that harmed you and your people. In another life I might have done the same thing…” She called to him over the wind. “I still would in all honesty…” She said much softer with a bitter tone as she thought of Pietro and Ultron, remembering the feeling of telekinetically ripping the artificial life forms central core, his heart, out of his chest and feeling his life drain away. A dark act in and of itself but the secret pleasure she had taken deep down, a feeling she had told no one about including Captain America, still clung to her soul and repeated in her nightmares. As they ascended to a height where verbal speech would be impossible and knowing that his helmet made telepathic contact impossible she remained quiet for the rest of the journey while wondering just what personal interest he had in her, why this discussion seemed so important.


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Erik looked off into the distance as he lifted the two of them away from the Church and of course the Police were on their way along with several other vehicles that he didn't recognise. Perhaps they were some sort of metahuman investigation group given that Wanda was the Voice for the Resistance and just like the American Press Secretary, Wanda was quickly becoming the one that people thought of when they thought of the Resistance not as much as Captain Rogers but it was growing. He had seen this sort of tactic in the past and so she would be a fantastic prize for the Administration not that they would hurt her, it wouldn't be anything so crude. He had interrogated one of the Gestapo that he had caught up with after the war and during his punishment, Erik had asked him some questions and it was the fact that killing people who supported the Allies and the Jews wasn't the ultimate goal. He had been quite clear that on the fact that their objective was to gain conversation, repentance and then to use them to push and promote their own agenda as well as garnering Intelligence on the Resistance to turn them against themselves and round up the leadership who would be tried and then executed according to the laws of the Fatherland. He wondered if the current Administration was taking their tactics from a similar handbook because their agents were certainly following them but that was the benefit of being as old as he was, he had seen where this sort of thinking led.

Now that they were putting more distance between them and the Church, he lifted them into the cloud line so that he could navigate by the stars which at altitude was a definite bonus. With his abilities he was able to feel where magnetic North was so he could never be turned around like many people at this height, still he couldn't help but notice that Wanda was tight and guarded against him. She thought of him as the enemy that the media and Government had painted him as and it pained him to think that a child of his would be fearful of him but that was understandable. Wanda had no frame of reference for him other than what she had heard or read about him, he hadn't known that she even existed until he managed to get some of Stryker's files after the AVENGERS had destroyed his facility and even then it was months later and by then he had discovered that his son had been killed and that made him grieve even more. It also gave him the resolve to find his daughter before the fates conspired again to steal his family from him, the Nazis had stolen his family and he refused to allow something like that happen again with him striving to prevent. There was going to have to be some bridges built before he could even begin the process of revealing her true parentage would bring with it new problems including why he never came for them and why he didn't come for them when her mother had been killed, unfortunately he didn't have any answers for those questions at least not yet.

"I have traveled extensively around the globe especially in the years after the war when I was searching for Nazis that had escaped from the Reich. Justice needed to be dealt out to them and for those lucky enough they were found by the Americans or the Israelis before I did. I believe that retribution should be a hammer rather than an open hand like Charles preaches, he and I have always had differing views when it came to the world. However, I believe that what I have seen and experienced leaves me uniquely suited on how to see the world for how it is rather than how I would want it to be." It was far too bitter a tone, he was allowing the bitterness and anger that rested within him to progress too far and if he was going to garner her trust and one day her affection he had to show he was more than that or he would never succeed in his mission "I would not recommend following that path though Wanda, such things can leave marks on your soul, marks that are not easy to live with and almost impossible to forgive yourself for. Vengence is a mission that is absolute and unforgiving and it is not something I would ever recommend, not for someone like yourself." He wondered if her brother was the one that helped to bring the light to her eyes, she was angry and fearful and he was willing to bet that the loss of her brother had been what had stolen the light from her eyes. He had experienced something very close to it when he had lost his own family and then the metahumans that he and Charles had brought together all those long years ago. "So you have read my files Ms Maximoff, so tell me if you would. What have these files of yours told you about me?" Erik was curious and he wondered how much she would reveal and what he would learn as he continue to fly the two of them through the air away from the flashing lights in the distance.

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