Author's Note: Hey everyone! I hope everyone found this sequel and to those of you joining the story there is a prequel to this called "I'm a Mutant?" that you should read before reading this story. I hope you all enjoy the sequel to "I'm a Mutant?"! Don't forget to review at the end!
"You remember what you are supposed to do?" Magneto asked.
Pietro nodded, "Yes father."
The two mutants were standing in the room Mastermind used for searching others minds, interrogations, captivity, and the such, but this time he was using it to erase the memories of a girl about 16 years old with disheveled brown curly hair and burnt clothes on. She was twitching between Mastermind's hands and giving grunts of pain every so often as she fought for control in the telepathic link that he had established.
Mastermind swept through memory after memory of the X-Men and her boyfriend she had just fallen for and shoved them, with difficulty, into a deep corner of her mind where she would never find them again, even though she was a telepath and she was fighting for control every second.
Pietro had been disgruntled at the fact that he would have to convince some girl that she was his girlfriend and she had been in a car accident where she had lost her memories of their time together, that is to say until he saw her and began to desire her, not out of love, but out of greed.
She'll be a nice one to add to the collection of girls I've gotten to fall for me. Too bad for her boyfriend that she won't know him anymore, Ha! I'll have no competition what-so-ever.
Mastermind removed his hands and she slumped forward in the seat to be caught by Pietro who had sped over to her and now undid the bonds holding her wrists down and picked her up bridal style.
"Is it done?" Magneto asked his telepath.
Mastermind nodded and sweat dripped off his forehead onto the ground. Turning to Pietro he instructed, "Pietro when she wakes up tell her what is on this card and then bring her to me the next day. I will check that she has no recollection of anyone except vague glimpses of you."
Pietro nodded accepting the card and zipped out of the room taking her to the bedroom that was now designated hers and just so happened to be right next to his.
Pietro smiled, This is my lucky day! A beautiful girl to make all mine.
He chuckled as he gently set her on the bed and left her to another mutant girl who had gotten a cotton gown to replace the burnt clothes.
He left with a smirk at his rapid thoughts of what he would do with her once she was not needed in his father's plans anymore.
I fought every move he made in my mind. He was dragging away memories and locking them away between iron doors and I wouldn't accept that. He moved on to the memories of Drago and I cried out in anguish as I wrestled with him to keep Drago with me even if it was just in memory and he ripped it away from me and I began to forget what each memory contained.
I pushed against the other telepath and fought as much as I could in the pain I was in.
Drago! Gambit! Kurt! Somebody!
NO! I shifted in my mind into a silver wolf and snapped my jaws at him threatening his every move. He payed me no mind and continued to drag away memories while sapping my strength from me to keep me from fighting back with too much power.
Please! I pleaded. Don't do this to me! I love Drago! Don't take him from me! No! Please don't! I was crying now as I felt the last memory pulled away and I was left in the darkness all alone. The outside world didn't matter anymore and I fell to my knees and bowed my head trembling as I weeped in the farthest corner of my mind.
Someone…please, save me…What…What am I fighting for?...
My mind faded into black as my body left conscious thought and reality left me floating there, in the middle of nothing.
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