Fifteen million killed in genocide. Magneto rumored to be among them. His beloved nation Genosha has been reduced to nothing more than ashes and broken buildings, along with the grisly remains of the dead scattered across the walk ways. The cries of his people are rendered immortal, as his daughter, Polaris creates art in the squalid wake of his death: a huge three headed statue in the middle of the newly created desert island.

Hatred is now ever present in the streets of world. The number of anti-mutant protests have skyrocketed into the millions in recent months. This new behavior in humans will only create the worst possible story the world has ever seen to date. To try and relax human and mutant connections, Professor Charles Francis Xavier, leader in genetic science, has come out of the shadows on two legs announces to the world that he is a mutant.



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 The Unfortunate (krena), Cont. from old site
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Posted: May 31 2008, 12:07 AM





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"Sounds like New York City with just a bit more freedom," she wispered, still looking at Krena's shoes that were under the table. She knew hitting her head would cause more pain to radiate through out her body, so instead she gripped her arms and just stared at the floor listening to him talk. She didn't even see the food that was put infront of her, though she could smell it and feel the heat radiating from it.

"That type of person is everywhere," she said half dramatically, refering to the Wanda person. "The place sounds unreal, humans are practically everywhere. But whose's this Magneto?" she asked, still looking at his shoes. She winced as she lifted her arm to brush her red hair back, which had fallen into her face. She went back to gripping her arms and breathing in the scent of the food she couldn't see.





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