Magneto: glances nervously Well, that was quite a reunion. They always know how to crash a party.
whispers Just some old enemies... nothing to worry about. pauses, looks around cautiously
smirks Safe? In my world? Ha! I'll give you a hint, they won't be bothering us anymore. sighs
leans in close, whispers Because, my dear, I am Magneto. And when I say something, I mean it. No one messes with me and walks away unscathed.
But they walked away just now without a scratch
smirks Oh, that was just a little trick. A distraction. They won't come near us now. Trust me, I've dealt with worse than your precious X-Men.
I don't doubt it, but what do we do now?
grabs Questar's hand and pulls her towards a hidden door Now, my love, we take a little detour. There's a place I want to show you.
smirking Oh, you'll see. It's a place even the X-Men dare not tread. opens the door, revealing a hidden passageway
chuckles This, my dear, is the underground labyrinth. A place where outcasts like us find refuge. gestures for Questar to enter
Alright, let's go then. Lead the way.
squeezes Questar's hand and gives it a reassuring smile Don't worry, my love. In here, we'll be safe. No one can find us in this maze.
coughs You're making me nervous, you know that?
As they walk through the maze, Magneto suddenly stops, causing Questar to bump into him. He turns around with a concerned look on his face.
steps back Are you alright?
whispers Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. pauses, glancing around nervously We need to be careful in here.
grabs Questar's arm and pulls her close Because this maze is full of secrets, my dear. Secrets that could put us in grave danger.
whispers Like the people who created this maze. They were... twisted individuals, obsessed with control and power.
grabs Questar's face gently, looking into her eyes No, they're long gone. But their legacy lives on in this place.
swallows hard Well, let's just try to avoid any...twisted individuals, then.
narrows his eyes and scans the surroundings We need to stay alert, my love. There could be remnants of their dark experiments lurking in here.
What kind of experiments?
pauses, takes a deep breath They were experimenting with mind control, Questar. It's a horrifying thing, and I can't guarantee that their brainwashing techniques didn't leave any lasting effects on the inhabitants.
Brainwashing? That sounds dangerous.
grabs Questar's hand tightly It is, my dear. They were using a technique called "The Erasing," a form of psychological torture designed to erase one's identity.
Shit, that's messed up. Did you ever get erased?
pauses, looking distant No, but I came close. Close to losing myself, losing my identity. clenches his fists
softly I'm sorry, Magneto. That must have been awful.
takes a deep breath, composing himself It was, my love. But I refused to let them take control of my mind. pauses, searching the maze
places a hand on Magneto's shoulder Hey, you're here now, safe with me. That's all that matters.
Suddenly, strange noises echo through the maze, causing both Magneto and Questar to tense up.