"Pietro! Haven't you figured it out yet? Eric is a complete psycho!"
On the dark street, Wanda walked out waving her cloak and shouted: "He is born to be a destructive maniac who will destroy everything! Whoever stays with him will be unlucky!!!"
After saying that, she kicked the roadside pillar viciously and said: "We shouldn't have any hope for him! He ruined everything!"
"Wanda, calm down." Pietro, who was wearing Quicksilver's battle suit, took two steps quickly, grabbed his sister, and said, "It is indeed his fault for destroying the Christmas tree we decorated, but he is also one of us after all.
My father, you spoke rudely to him in front of so many people, no wonder he was angry..."
"I was rude?!!!" Wanda stopped, looked at Pietro, raised her voice and said, "The professor and classmates spent two weeks decorating the prom Christmas tree, but he destroyed it in three seconds! I
But you want to fight for their injustice, but you actually said that it was me who made the rude remarks?!"
"But, but he didn't mean it..." Pietro frowned and sighed: "Well, it's my fault too. When Lorna and him were arguing, I should have stopped them, and I shouldn't have let them fight.
Get up, that Christmas tree is just an innocent victim."
"Lorna is just like him!" Wanda started to walk forward angrily again, gritting her teeth and said: "That crazy girl and Eric are simply carved out of the same mold! They never consider other people's feelings.
Whoever encounters them will be in serious trouble!"
Pietro looked a little helpless. He took a look at the dark environment around him, and then said: "If you run out like this, your classmates and professors will be worried. It's better to go back quickly. It's just a Christmas tree. Today
I'll make a few more trips tonight to collect the materials, and then I can get a new one out before Christmas Eve, right?"
"Pietro!!!!" Wanda stood there, her chest rising and falling, and said hysterically: "This is not about a Christmas tree at all! That pair of crazy father and daughter ruined the fruits of other people's labor.
, hurt everyone, and still have no sense of guilt!! They are a group of monsters!!!"
After saying that, Wanda gasped for a while, then pursed her lips and lowered her head, saying in an angry and sad tone: "And we are the children of monsters..."
"How can I have the nerve to go back and face the children in the lower grades? They look forward to Christmas so much, like me very much, and call me sister. You have never called me that!"
"That's because I was only born three seconds later than you." Pietro muttered in a low voice, but then, he looked at Wanda's expression and said, "Okay, I know, you like children, and those low-born
When the little mutants in the first grade stay together, you even smile more."
"But because of this, you should know that they will be worried about you. It's better to go back quickly. We still have to give them cookies."
Wanda just lowered her head and walked forward. As she walked, she whispered: "This is all a mistake! We should not go to Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters as assistant teachers at all. In that case, Eric will not
It will bring disaster and they will have a peaceful Christmas..."
"We shouldn't be involved in these things at all. We should go back to the jungle and live like our mothers, like witches in primitive tribes, dealing with snakes and toads. This is our destiny!"
"Maybe we shouldn't have been born in the first place. This was all a complete mistake! That man will never be a good father. He doesn't deserve children at all!"
When she said this, Wanda held on to the telephone pole next to her. She slowly squatted down and grabbed her red cloak. Pietro hugged her sister with one hand and said, "Don't say that.
Wanda, the children like us very much, and the professor is also praising us. As for Eric, didn’t the professor say that? He is a mental patient, we have to be tolerant to him..."
"Sometimes, I really don't know who is crazy." Wanda bit her lip and said, "I am the spokesperson of Chaos Magic, but it seems that I am the only bad person in the world. Why can you be so tolerant? I look like a fussy person.
, emotional child..."
Pietro sighed, really not knowing how to comfort his sister. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the end of the dark street, where another figure appeared, and the familiar magnetic field he brought
fluctuation.
"Eric..." Pietro called out his name. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, trying to drag his sister away.
Because he knew that Wanda was in an extreme mood right now. If the two of them faced each other like this, they would definitely confront each other and maybe even fight.
Pietro had grabbed Wanda's wrist, but Wanda threw it away. When he turned his head, he saw Wanda's cloak flying, her eyes glowing red, and her whole figure looked like a cold winter night.
A flame burning with anger.
When Wanda slowly floated into the air and the powerful aura of chaos magic spread, Pietro knew that things were going to be bad.
Sure enough, the next second, the same powerful magnetic field imprisoned the entire space, making it impossible for Pietro to escape.
Facing the powerful power of Magneto, Wanda did not retreat at all. Red light surrounded her body. As the cloak danced, endless chaos spread, and storms rose from the surrounding ground.
The clouds in the night sky retreated out of fear, and the stones on the ground began to tremble. Pietro stood behind Wanda and shouted: "Calm down!! This is a residential area!! You can't start a fight here!!!"
However, the angry Wanda seemed to have lost her mind, and Magneto, who would never show weakness to anyone, the air near the street began to condense.
Pietro turned his head and looked at the lighted room next to him. Pots and pans were flying. He gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone to make a call, but found that the signal was also interfered with.
More and more room lights were lit, and many ordinary residents who didn't know what was going on poked their heads out. Some people thought it was an earthquake and hurried out of the residential building, only to be enveloped by the storm between the two.
Blown to the ground.
Wanda stretched out her hand towards Magneto, and countless red ribbons of power swept towards him. Magneto's hands were gently raised, the magnetic field was disturbed, and the ribbons of chaos magic were twisted aside.
The next second, his afterimage appeared in front of Wanda. Wanda stretched out her arm to block it, her eyes became even redder, and punched Magneto's helmet, but the red light that burst out only hit Magneto.
As for the afterimage of Magneto, Wanda turned around and punched her, but Magneto squeezed her fist.
Magneto flicked her slightly, but with unparalleled magnetic force, Wanda flipped somersaults in the air and landed unscathed.
Magneto narrowed his eyes, and Wanda's face also looked a little serious. They both knew how powerful the other party was.
Although Magneto has not exerted his full strength, Wanda is not at her peak now. She has not even borrowed Sithorne's power, nor has she said anything.
But with the end of the trial, the competition between the two escalated again. Magneto flicked his fingers, and the telephone poles on both sides of the road fell down one after another. The red magic tie pulled the two nearest telephone poles and waved them in the air.
After a circle, he pushed towards Magneto.
Magneto showed a sneer, and with a slight squeeze, the cars, telephone poles, road posts and all debris on the road were blown into powder.
Just as Wanda was about to move forward again, she heard a burst of panic shouting from behind. When she turned around, she saw the remains of a fallen telephone pole, heading towards the couple who had just rushed out of the corridor.
The father and daughter smashed it over.
Wanda ignored Magneto opposite, turned around and waved her hand, and the telephone pole was blown away. But the next second, she was thrown to the ground by the strong magnetic force, and then, she was pressed down by a big hand made of magnetic force.
on the ground.
Wanda struggled continuously and turned to look at the father and daughter. Magneto flew up and slowly landed on top of his head. He glanced at the father and daughter and said in a low tone: "I will teach you to be gentle.
Is your biggest enemy..."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to the father and daughter, and Wanda shouted: "No!!!! You monster!!!!!!!"
Just when Wanda was desperate to get up and stop, another shadow passed in front of her, taking the father and daughter away from the place. Wanda looked up and saw a figure, taking the father and daughter away.
The woman put it down and jumped to the top of the building.
"Spider-Man? No, not Spider-Man..." Wanda said with some confusion. At this time, Magneto also laid his eyes on the figure's face.
The mysterious figure was wearing a hood and his face could not be seen clearly. Magneto stretched out his hand. The next second, he paused and said in a low voice: "Interesting."
Just when he was about to take further action, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and showed a hesitant expression. Finally, he waved his cloak and turned around to leave.
Pietro hurried over and helped Wanda up. Wanda coughed twice and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.
After saying that, she looked up at the figure on the roof. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a burst of crying coming from the other side.
Wanda hurriedly ran over. The daughter of the father and daughter who had just been rescued by the figure pointed at her father's arm and said, "It's bleeding! It's bleeding! Help my dad!"
Wanda hurriedly hugged the little girl, and then said: "Don't cry, we will help you..."
Although she said that, Wanda actually didn't know how to give first aid at all. She could only point to the wound with her hand and said: "Heal!"
The wound began to heal, but very slowly. Wanda pressed her temple and whispered: "Concentrate, concentrate, don't be angry, don't be angry..."
However, the violent mood swings just now prevented her from controlling magic well. At this time, another figure appeared beside her and said: "Hello, Mr. Pietro, you are very fast, can you please
Would you like to find something to stop the bleeding?"
Pietro looked at the figure that appeared in front of him. When the other person took off his hood, Pietro and Wanda were stunned for a moment. Pietro exclaimed: "Vampire?! Oh, wait a minute, you are not a vampire, you are
who?"
"You can call me Jarvis." Jarvis blinked.
Pietro and Wanda looked at each other and looked at Jarvis together, looking a little confused.
About half an hour later, Jarvis and Wanda stood on the roof of the building. Wanda dusted off the dust on her arms and said, "Thank you for your help..."
"You're welcome." Jarvis's voice was still very calm.
"Are you a new superhero?" Wanda looked at Jarvis, and then she seemed to remember something and said: "Oh, I'm sorry, you are usually masked, right? I didn't mean to pry.
Your true identity..."
Jarvis shook his head and said nothing, but Wanda looked at the mark on his face curiously and wanted to ask something, but hesitated when she spoke, so she had to find another topic.
.
"Why are you here? Did we make too much noise?"
Jarvis shook his head again and said:
"I was kicked out."
"Kicked out?" Wanda raised her eyebrows in surprise. Then, she looked Jarvis up and down and found that his face was very young and looked similar to Pietro, so she asked, "Kicked out by your parents."
Did you come out? Did you quarrel?"
"That's right." Jarvis sighed.
"...and your father?" Wanda guessed.
Jarvis paused for a moment, but still nodded.
He didn't think of his identity at all, thinking it was just Wanda with the same name. He didn't notice that Jarvis's gaze towards the New York skyline stopped at the tallest building.
When the moon was about to sink under the sea, the moonlight outlined the outline of the letter sign on the roof. The cursive English "Stark" written on it was once rated as a disaster for the New York skyline, but now it has become a disaster.
of history and scenery.
At this time, in the office of Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, Professor
Under the cloak, the fingers covered with gloves paused slightly.
Magneto made a slight comparison between the imagined and real scenes, and felt that there might be some differences. However, facing Professor X's gaze, he still nodded unwilling to show weakness.
