This Matter of Crossing Lines (Challenge 23 - Elemental)
Title: This Matter of Crossing Lines
Prompt: Challenge 23 - Elemental
Rated: PG
Word Count: 100
Characters: Magneto, Emma Frost, mentions of Mystique and Charles
Summary: Frost fiddles with Mystique's memories of Charles. Magneto is not happy.
Warning: Nothing
A/N: I speculated a way to link Raven/Mystique from XMFC to the first two X-Men films regarding her changing relationship with Charles. Along those lines I liked the idea of Erik/Magneto being caught between knowing what needs to be done and hating it all the same.
“What the hell have you done?”
Magneto is furious. Frost is unfazed.
“I’ve given you your perfect second-in-command.”
“By erasing all her memories of Charles? Warping the few that remain?”
“Wiping the slate clean.” Frost clarifies. “Now Mystique can carry out plans concerning our dear Professor without that pesky conscience getting in the way. Really, Magneto, a thank you would suffice.”
“You think so?”
Frost smirks. “There’s room for only one of you to be soft on the man. That fashion disaster on your head means the burden remains yours. I freed Mystique.”
He says nothing.
Frost grins. “You’re welcome.”
Prompt: Challenge 23 - Elemental
Rated: PG
Word Count: 100
Characters: Magneto, Emma Frost, mentions of Mystique and Charles
Summary: Frost fiddles with Mystique's memories of Charles. Magneto is not happy.
Warning: Nothing
A/N: I speculated a way to link Raven/Mystique from XMFC to the first two X-Men films regarding her changing relationship with Charles. Along those lines I liked the idea of Erik/Magneto being caught between knowing what needs to be done and hating it all the same.
“What the hell have you done?”
Magneto is furious. Frost is unfazed.
“I’ve given you your perfect second-in-command.”
“By erasing all her memories of Charles? Warping the few that remain?”
“Wiping the slate clean.” Frost clarifies. “Now Mystique can carry out plans concerning our dear Professor without that pesky conscience getting in the way. Really, Magneto, a thank you would suffice.”
“You think so?”
Frost smirks. “There’s room for only one of you to be soft on the man. That fashion disaster on your head means the burden remains yours. I freed Mystique.”
He says nothing.
Frost grins. “You’re welcome.”