[img]http://www.comicraft.com/logos/quicksilver/quicksilver.gif[/img] Pietro sighed irritated as he glanced back over at the clock, 10 pm. Once again all he could do was regret making it to the bar so quickly as the rest of his friends were apparently taking their sweet time. Sure Pietro could of just borrowed one of Xavier's cars and just drove to the sleazy bar like a normal person. But that wasn't Pietro's style at all. Plus just sitting in New York City traffic would've been worst. Gritting his teeth Pietro ran fingers though his chocolate brown hair as he glanced around. It was hard to explain it to someone who didn't understand. But while they were all suppose to meet up around 10, even just the few minutes of waiting was killing the Eastern European. Finally though they all arrived, Pietro had to bite his tongue as he said his greetings to them while holding back the string of expletives he wanted to spew out for them making him wait around and drink down a screwdriver while the band was doing its last tune ups. For all he knew though Pietro's friends didn't know about his superhuman running. They have said they were completely cool with mutants in discussions in the past. However as Pietro would say to other mutants, “My powers are no body's fucking business...” “Alright so what the Hell band is this?” Pietro asked, his voice still dripping with the Eastern European accent his always had, as the performers were on stage about to start. “They're called The Dazzlers, some group out of LA.” One of his friends called back as the feedback from the speakers hissed off of a plugged in guitar. The lead singer, a woman who looked pretty frail but dangerous enough to not want to say it to her face, stepped up to the microphone with a snarl. “IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE SHOW YOU CAN KISS MY F---ING A--!!!” “Ah she's a woman after my heart...” Pietro half-joked as the band started into their first song. As the show went on, Pietro staying in the back of the club and away from the mosh pit forming. The last time he got involved in one it just ended poorly for everyone... well except him of course. He was enjoying himself until that tingle in the back of his brain kicked in. 'Pietro, I need you to go to Boston, Senator Kelly is being held hostage by the Brotherhood. Jean, Storm, and Beast are already on their way.' Frowning a bit, Pietro finished his beer and had to fake a text message on his phone telling him that something had come up. As he left he glanced around the street before slipping into an alleyway and with a mere step started running. Most wouldn't be able to tell, as it only looked like a millisecond of a blur. That went through the city and back to the mansion Pietro now called home. When he got back it was very quickly down to the war room where he threw on his gear. It looked fairly different from the others, the blue sports shirt which went all the way down to his hands, the black athletic pants, and fresh Addias running shoes that were going to be worn out rapidly like so many before. As Pietro though was changing into his things though he watched as Xavier wheeled himself into the room. “I know what you're going to say...” Pietro calmly stated pulling his shirt down and adjusting the loops that went around his hands. “But this is a battle I want. The Brotherhood is a stain and I want to be the one who cleans it up.” “I never had any doubts about it Pietro.” Xavier noted as Pietro got to putting on his shoes. “But my concerns are how you maybe don't understand stopping them and destroying them aren't the same thing. Confused as they are the Brotherhood are still mutants like us. We can't consider them in such a way otherwise we're no better than Kelly.” Xavier rolled up to Pietro closer, getting in front of him as Pietro took a seat on a chair to finish getting his shoes on. “Wiping people out is what your father thinks is the right thing to do.” Pietro eyes narrowed as he looked back up at Xavier. “[i]Adopted[/i] father you mean.” Pietro didn't mean to sound irritated at what Xavier had said, but it still came out from the sheer frustration Pietro felt about it. How Erik was the only family he genuinely had until he came to Xavier's mansion, and it wasn't a family he wanted saved for his sister, where ever she is now. “By the way, how come I have to play catch up with them and run out there by myself?” Pietro asked trying to ease his angry tone. “You're not worried about me facing off against them are you?” “Honestly not at all, I knew you were out tonight at that... rather lovely looking concert.” Xavier joked before getting back to business. “I didn't want to bother you on a night off had we had the proper amount of support. However Nightcrawler I can only presume has been kidnapped by Spider-Man, who Iceman and Firestar are with I can only assume.” Pietro glanced over at Xavier with a raised curious eyebrow. “Spider-Man? The dork who the Daily Bugle hate? I thought he was on our side, why would he kidnap Nightcrawler?” Pietro asked genuinely curious himself. “I'm not sure, but one threat at a time here Pietro. You're needed in Boston, good luck.” Xavier gave Pietro's knee a pat as he gave him an assured smile. Which did make Pietro feel comfortable about things. No matter how the others felt about him, Xavier could always make him feel like he belonged. He understood Pietro and that wasn't something the Eastern European took lightly. “Oh and Pietro? Lorelei is there with the rest of the brotherhood, make sure yourself and Beast are equiped accordingly.” Xavier noted to Pietro who gave a nod and was gone in a blurry instant. Pietro had the shopping list in mind as he was on his way to Boston. The mighty roar that only Beast could possibly let bellow out told Pietro he was close as the Boston Commons was not far off. Carrying supplies with him Pietro made a leap that cleared a large expense of land as he came in hard near the Brotherhood. “Hey guys whats th...” Blob's momentary distraction led to him taking to the side of the face a baseball bat Pietro swung in hard. Pietro wasn't exactly concerned about the fatass' mental capacity since it wasn't like Blob had many brain cells to kill. The bat cracked and warped around the large cranium as Quicksilver dashed away from the rest of the Brotherhood and back around to his teammates. “Sorry I'm late, traffic on the I-84 was a real pain.” Pietro joked dropping the broken baseball bat and pulling out ear plugs for himself and tossing another pair to Beast who instinctively caught them while eyeing the dropped baseball bat both worringly and curious. “Where [i]exactly[/i] did you get that Pietro?” Beast asked. “Oh I stopped by Fenway park on my way here.” Pietro responded only to see and feel all eyes on him. “What? I only borrowed it and will promptly give it back. Though I think David Ortiz is going to be pissed I used it to cave a fat guy's skull in.” [img]http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj272/DCGameFreak/DCMarvel/IronManLogo.png~original[/img] The next day Stark Tower – 8:21 am It was amazing how even with a good night's sleep Tony Stark was still exhausted as he pulled the white Audi R8 spyder into his personal parking space. Groaning slightly Tony stretched his arms out a bit as he got out of the car turning on its alarm and strolling to the personal elevator out of the underground parking and into work. Granted he wasn't really that surprised why he was so tired. It is something you can expect with the night he had last night. Normally the yearly Charity Ball was either a crazy bore or something he made interesting through sheer willpower and an uncivilized method or two. This year though it certainly was made interesting through snakes and magic and whatever Hell else was going on. Perfect timing considering the armor and the fact that it got to make a great first impression if the morning news was anything to go by. As the doors opened Rhodes was right there waiting for him as usual, clad in a nice suit which clashed with Tony's jeans and his t-shirt... [img]http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zef-soyDDtM/T_RIvzJ8TeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T-UStBoj_Oo/s1600/si.png[/img] Tony's fashion sense always got a look of shame from James, and how the young billionaire handled it was usually of the usual snarky nature. In this case asking to make sure “There's no space invaders coming today right? Then I don't look like a space-ist. Lets move onto business.” “Well lets not even get into that. I hope you're alright after everything that happened last night.” James asked as the two strolled through the building checking out some areas of note for the day. “How could I not be? The party last night was [i]out of contrrrooooolllll[/i].” Tony threw up duel devil horns as he said it. “Seriously I got to rip a giant serpent's head off. I can't say I ever imagined doing that.” Tony felt guilty about making light of what happened last night considering the Parringtons' had part of their home completely wrecked. “Well I mean I made sure people are there to help start cleaning everything up. Hopefully it won't take too long.” “Yeah about that actually...” Rhodes asked, paused causing Tony to stop walking as well. “What exactly happened anyways?” Tony tried to make sense of it all in his own head. “Well... some lady showed up and was bugging Victoria and I guess made the snakes appear. Some other guy had a magical sword looking thing and really its tough to say. I mean honestly it was all so sudden I never had time to even try processing it.” Tony scratched his head as his mind jogged around the events of the night before. If there was something he hated it was not knowing something. So with all this supposed 'magic' he was stumped and a bit peeved about it. Still Tony had business to get back into sinking his teeth over, and remembered a particular piece of business. As he got to his office on the top floor he dialed the receptionist at the main floor. Plopping onto his large leather chair as he did so putting it on speaker. “Mindy its Tony. How are you doing this fine morning? Anyways if you see Stane coming in today let me know immediately have him come see me in my office. Cool? Cool. Thank you.” Hanging up Tony was suddenly reminded his own Secretary was going to be here today. It was exciting to know he not only had someone to watch his back, but it was Pepper no less. Someone he knew could watch his back with the best of them. As James and Tony went over some of the matter the company faced that morning 9 am rolled around and Pepper Potts arrived on time and well dressed to again clash with Tony's slacker clothes. Tony and Pepper exchanged hugs and James gave her a hearty handshake. Tony getting out of his desk chair and standing while Pepper took her own seat. “Well its going to be a salary position, about 55 grand a year. Plus medical and dental insurance, stock options, 401k plan, a sweet office chair like mine. Nothing too out of the ordinary I suppose but really I guess I can't give you anything crazy given the position.” Tony thought aloud. “Anyways spot's yours if you want it. I'd have you do a job interview and stuff but lets be honest I know you too well and even James liked your resume and possibilities at the job. Which is amazing considering he doesn't like anything.” Tony joked as James gave him a stare. “Oh lighten up James I was kidding... anyways I was hoping you could start today and if you can I did have some things I was hoping you could nip in the butt for me.”