Man your battle stations... Characters: Fury, Tony, Steve, Pete, Magneto,Wanda Setting: S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ, Fury's office Content: Well, there's bound to be cursing and explosions Summary: Magneto and his lackeys come to destroy S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ- bad news for anyone inside.
"Cheer up, my dear, this will be fun," Magneto reached over and patted his daughter's hand. Her only response was to jerk her fingers away from him. She hadn't spoken or even looked at him since they'd left Genosha on this fast little jet, their destination unknown to Wanda. She was in for such a surprise, the thought made him smile. She was going to be unwilling, of course, but he knew that there would be ways of making her obey. Their near-failure at that little soiree of Stark's had left Magneto with a burning desire for vengeance- and what better way to get revenge than by destroying S.H.I.E.L.D.'s headquarters? Wanda knew the building well, she could probably transport them right to Nick Fury's office. He had a plan, but no method in mind just yet. There was all sorts of things he could do and he'd sent a message to Remy LeBeau to meet them in the event that LeBeau's ability was needed. At the very least, explosions could only help things. Magnus went over ideas in his mind as the jet set down at the airport closest to S.H.I.E.L.D. and he led Wanda off the plane. "My dear," he wrapped an arm around her waist, "Teleport us into Fury's office."