Moments later Twist found herself seated at the back of a dirty plane. She looked around nervously and raised an eyebrow, not entirely sure of the craft's safety. She caught Pyro's eye, who was sitting next to her.
"I know," he told with a look and Twist found herself smiling slightly. "It'll get us there, though." She nodded and was silent for a few moments.
"Get us where...?" She asked after a minute, and then Magneto sweeped over, dressed in what appeared to be a cape. "...Uhmn," she mumbled, not sure what to do when faced with his frosty blue eyes staring into her own.
"Twist." He announced, as if it took immense effort to force her name from his dry lips. She looked at him, expectantly. "Don't ask questions. Just do as you're told." He demanded.
Twist raised her head as she folded her arms and crossed a leg over the other. "That would be wonderful, except I haven't been told what it is I actually have to do, yet." She smiled sweetly at him, it not reaching her eyes.
They stared at the other for a few moments, before the plane growled into action, taking off with a jerk, causing even Magneto to cringe. And this plane is all the mighty Magneto can afford..she thought as he turned away, taking his sweeping cape with him. She relaxed a little in the chair and looked over at Pyro.
He held the lighter in his hand and kept glancing at her until she rolled her eyes. "Go on, I know you're just dying to show me how amazing your powers are," she said, voice dripping with sarcasm, she shifted in her seat to face him. "So, go on."
Pyro smirked and flicked it open, sending the small flame into the air. He glanced into her dark eyes for a second, they reflected the flame perfectly, he smiled, then concentrated on the fire for a moment.
Some of the flame licked hungrily at the air, it rose higher and then left the lighter completely - he closed it, concentrating now on the flame that seemed to float in the air, above his hand. It cast an orange glow onto Twist's face as she was annoyingly interested in how he did this, then the flame transformed itself into a ball, and hovered there. When he moved his hand, the ball moved with it. He looked up to smile at at her, seeing her staring at it.
"Show me what you can do, then," he told her, and she arched an eyebrow, meeting his brown eyed gaze for a second, before turning it on the flame. It suddenly blew out in a small gust of wind that disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared, from no-where to no-where. They both leant back in their seats, pretending to be nothing more than mildly interested in each others powers.
Twist took a deep breath and closed her still eyelids, still smudged with old make-up, and leant her head back against the falling apart headrest, tired. She'd got little sleep last night. Feeling unsafe as the plane jerked its way through the air she felt herself drift asleep.
Not long later, Twist felt a poke to her arm and she jolted awake, the growling of the plane having stopped she blinked awake, to find Mystique standing over her. "Get up," She glared at her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet. Twist glared back, slapping her arm away.
She snapped her reply, "Don't touch me." Mystique sneered and turned away, stepping down the ramp gracefully. Twist surveyed the empty plane for a few moments, and then followed Mystique's lead. She looked around, and shivered slightly. The plane had landed at the bottom of a hill, the top of which they stood at. Magneto seemed to be talking to someone who stood on the opposite side. She made out Pyro's silhouette and Mystiques naked one, and then started making her way up.
"What's going o-" she stopped, seeing what they were looking at.
"Ah, Twist. Woman of the moment," Magneto said, fixing her with his glare. She looked at them all in the harsh morning sunlight. He nodded at the sight below, and Twist swallowed nervously.
"What do you want me to do..?" She asked, putting her hands in the back pockets of her jeans now, to stop her fingers from shaking as much as they were.
Magneto's face morphed into a somewhat sadistic smile and he put his hand on her shoulder. "You can't go home until you do something for me, right?"
Twist blinked and stared at the grand site of a huge mall spread out below her, decorated in Christmas things, tinsle glittering in the sun and fairy lights just visible in the daytime. She followed the line of slow moving traffic through the car park and out onto the streets. She blinked rapdily, already knowing what they wanted to make her do. She nodded slowly.
"Good...Well then just a simple display of your power, you know you're powerful enough to destroy this place. And you're on your way to go home." He smiled at her peacfully, she wondered how he could be so calm in a situation like this.
"Do they know what you want me to do...?" She asked, gesturing to the cars and the hundreds of people packed into the mall, buying Christmas presents for their loved ones. She felt her chest tighten.
"No. But you're going to do it anyway." She arched an eyebrow at him.
"If you ever want to see your friends again, yes." She sighed and glared at them all, and the took a few steps away from them, concentrating on the wind which suddenly blew up all around them. Magneto and the others retreated, making their way down to the plane, except for Pyro who stood outside to watch.
The sky started to darken and the wind almost knocked her off her feet at one point, until she braced her self and centred the wind below her, in the car park, and swallowed, waiting for the beginnings of her twister to take place.
Note: Muhar.. ::plots::