ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ.

Erik floated in the sky, following the the mutants in silence In the middle of the night. He had to admit that the power of this mutant seemed to be the strongest he had encountered so far, someone who wasn't...Charles?

If he only knew--

"Isn't that--" Yep. It's Charles's mansion the metal bender was heading to, unintentionally but all the mutants seemed to head there.

"Charles?"

Right, what happened to Charles? Erik didn't know what kind of surprise he was about to receive.

The Master of Magnetism lowered himself onto the ground at the gates of the institute. His arrival wasn't unnoticed.

"Let him through. Let Erik Lehnsherr through. Make a path."

Orders from Onslaught Erik couldn't hear since he used telepathy-- And there they went. The mutants who were at the entrance to the school formed a line as if they were soldiers.

Onslaught had a plan in mind. One Erik wouldn't approve.

At the same time, Onslaught created a link to the mutants at the entrance in order to talk to Erik who was taking slow steps towards the door. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Do you remember the time you were responsible for your mother's death, Erik? Do you remember how you failed to move that coin?"

No. Not this-- Erik clenched his jaw before he quickened his pace. He tried to ignore them but the choir was loud and didn't stop talking about this horrible time Erik went through.

"You could have saved your mum, Erik--" And the mutants began to shout. "YOU COULD HAVE SAVED HER. YOU COULD HAVE SAVED YOUR WIFE. YOUR /CHILD/--" The volume lowered down to a whisper. "But you failed. Again, and again, AND AGAIN!"

Erik shook and held his head with both hands, running down the path that seemed to be so endless. "No!! Shut up!!" He yelled. Luckily the door was already open since Erik, who didn't pay attention to his surrounding now but the memories that lived up again in his mind, would have bumped into the wooden door.

Once he passed those, they closed. And locked.

And silence kicked in as Erik fell to his knees as the mental attack was too much to handle for the metal bender.

A voice, a very /familiar/ voice, filled the mansion suddenly.

"Your mother, your wife, even your child...all dead. And who's fault was it? The /humans/." One pair of feet stepped down the stairs, slowly until they've come to a halt in the middle of the stairs.

That voice....but those words...it couldn't be.

Erik hesitated but he lifted his head slowly to see the owner of that voice. To have proof it wasn't--- But he witnessed it with his own eyes that it was---

"Charles...?"

Onslaught grinned. His body was Charles's body, his voice was Charles's voice but his mind was his own.

"Hello, my friend."