a little 15 and 3
It had been a year since the homecoming. Magneto in his infinite wisdom brought all the mutants back to Genosha where they belonged rather they wanted to come or not. The memories of their lives before were slowly becoming a hazy dream. But many defied their new masters dream. They needed to be re-educated. In his benevolence he slowly began to scrub away the memories of a life before Genohsa through re-education.
Wicked was one of his projects, she had yet to earn the rights back to her powers but her sentence of manual labor was over. Now she was allowed to wait on him and his family.
She knocked gently on the door before walking in with a tray of food. "Good morning,"She said cheerily then set the food at Pietro's bed side and through open the cu trains. The light shined through the bars on the windows making and ominous shadow across the room. "You know, I had a thought the other night while praying for Magneto's health and your highness' health, maybe you wouldn't be beaten as much if you stopped talking back."