C111 Pete’s Porno Palace

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After taking Rogue and Storm's unconscious bodies to the infirmary, making sure to move Pyro out for their safety, Peter, with their captives—Toad, Juggernaut, and Sabertooth—levitating behind him, turned to Xavier. "Do you have a place that can hold these three? Or should I take them and secure them myself?"

Logan, still riding the adrenaline from the recent fight, asked, "Why not just call the cops and let them deal with it?"

Peter shook his head. "The police won't be able to handle three superpowered mutants. They'll just escape as soon as they wake up. They need to be held by people who know what they're doing."

The Professor frowned. "I presume you're talking about Shield? Weren't you just telling me all about how they're compromised? How can we trust them to secure them properly?"

Logan looked confused. "What the hell is Shield?"

Peter glanced over at him. "I'll explain another time." He then turned back to Xavier. "I never said I'd give them to Shield. I can imprison them myself."

The Professor raised a brow. "And Shield will allow you to do that?"

Peter chuckled. "I think there's been a misunderstanding. I don't work for Shield. I'm merely helping them out right now because I'm friends with their director. Their opinion doesn't matter. I do what I want."

Seeing that Xavier still didn't seem so sure, Peter added, "Unless you have a way to imprison them yourself?"

The Professor shook his head. "I don't. But won't the cops ask questions? After all, the fight from earlier has most likely already alerted them." He looked out towards the front gate, confused not to see a single police car there. "I'm surprised they aren't here already."

Peter smirked. "Well, I may have made a call while you were dealing with Rogue and Storm."

Peter had called Peggy and got her to call off the police, which seemed to have worked. Though now he owed her an explanation, but that didn't really matter.

"The police won't be showing up. So, we should figure out what to do with our prisoners before they wake up."

Xavier frowned in thought, glancing over at their prisoners. "Where would you be keeping them?"

Peter smirked. "My base of operations. I can take you there if you'd like?"

Ultimately, Xavier agreed, as he had no other options. "Alright…" He didn't have a prison of his own, and even if he did, he wouldn't want to house prisoners with all of his students here. It just wouldn't be safe. Not to mention the threat of Magneto, who could come at any time to retrieve his captured followers.

It would be safer to have them gone…

Peter nodded. "Alright, then we should probably head out now."

Logan stepped up. "I'll come too. I have some questions for the guy that attacked me…" he said, glaring at Sabertooth's downed form.

Peter shrugged uncaringly. "Sure, you can tag along, I don't mind."

Before they could leave, Xavier asked for a moment. "I need to make a few arrangements before we go." He rolled off, leaving Peter and Logan behind.

As Xavier left, Peter looked at Logan. "So, why'd he call you James earlier? Is that your real name or something?" He glanced at Sabertooth, who was still unconscious.

Logan grunted, his eyes narrowing on Sabertooth. "No, that's why I have so many questions for him."

Peter nodded. "Makes sense." He continued with small talk, which Logan found increasingly irritating. "So, do you listen to music? What's your favorite band?"

Soon enough, Peter seemed to notice Logan's growing annoyance but continued nonetheless, smirking as Logan's eye began to twitch, enjoying his reactions.

"!" As the minutes ticked by, Logan looked about ready to explode, seconds away from erupting.

But thankfully, before he could lose his temper, Xavier returned. "Alright, I've informed the staff that I'll be leaving. We can go now."

Peter nodded, lifting the three prisoners with his telekinesis. They walked toward his helicopter, parked on the front lawn of the school. Once they loaded the prisoners, which was especially difficult when it came to Juggernaut's huge size, Peter started the helicopter and took off, leaving the school behind.

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Meanwhile…

Magneto, a tall, imposing figure with a stern, chiseled face and piercing blue eyes, casually strolled through an underground mutant experimentation facility. His silver hair peaking out of his iconic helmet, and his crimson cape billowed behind him. Clad in a sleek, dark suit of armor, he exuded an aura of calm, cool authority.

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Alarms blared around him as he casually waved his hand, blowing open the imposing metal door in his path, sending fragments flying to slaughter the armed guards awaiting his arrival on the other side. He did it all without breaking stride, remaining unblemished and pristine in the process.

He continued through the now-open door, advancing down the hall, unbothered by the dead bodies strew across the hallway. At the end, a group of soldiers remained hidden, fearfully awaiting his arrival.

And as soon as Magneto appeared, they turned the corner and opened fire. But, the bullets, made of metal, halted mid-air before they could reach anywhere near him.

When the guards finally ran out of ammo, fear etched their faces as they saw their bullets floating before them. They scrambled to reload, their hands shaking. But just as they were about to insert new magazines into their guns, Magneto muttered, "How disappointing..."

He controlled the bullets, shooting them back at the guards. The walls behind the soldiers were painted with blood as they were riddled with lead, dropping to the floor, dead within seconds.

"…" Magneto sneered down at them for a moment before pressing on, knowing the prisoners—his mutant brothers and sisters—he was there to free were just beyond the next door.

But after taking a single step, his phone suddenly rang, stopping him. Pulling the brick-like device from his pocket, he answered, "What? I'm busy."

A female voice replied, "We may have a problem."

Sighing in annoyance, Magneto asked, "What kind of problem?"

"The team we sent to capture that girl from Xavier's school hasn't checked in. I'm beginning to worry that they may have failed," Mystique explained.

Magneto raised an eyebrow. "You think they were captured?"

"Possibly," she replied.

Magneto nodded. "Okay, I'll return as soon as I'm done. Until then, try contacting them and figure out what happened." Not bothering to wait for a reply, he hung up.

And as he did, one of the guards who had been hit by the door he entered from stirred, still alive unlike his comrades.

The guard sluggishly aimed his gun at Magneto, but before he could pull the trigger, a piece of sharp metal, presumably from the broken door, flew over, slicing his head off in one sweeping motion before embedding itself into the wall behind him.

"!" The guard's eyes widened as the light in his gaze slowly faded, his headless body slumped to the floor, accompanied by his severed head.

Without even looking back, Magneto continued forward, blasting through the next door with a wave of his hand. "?"

On the other side, a group of armed scientists stood, cowardly holding a cage full of mutants hostage. They pointed their guns shakily at the men, women, and children inside, but it was mostly children among them.

The scientists looked terrified as they shouted at Magneto, "S-Stay back, or we'll open fire!"

Unbothered by their threats, Magneto turned his attention to a much more secure cage at the back of the room. Inside was a little girl, no older than seven or eight, with black hair and green eyes. She growled at the scientists like a wild animal, but when her eyes met Magneto's, she immediately scrambled backward, as if faced with a dragon.

Ignoring the scientists, Magneto asked the girl, "What's your name?"

The girl remained silent, glaring at him. One of the scientists, desperate to save his own skin, shouted, "She's experiment number X-23! You can take her if you want, just leave!"

Hearing the girl referred to as if she were a lab rat infuriated Magneto. The scientists saw the rage in his eyes and grew tense, screaming in warning, "We'll do it! We'll shoot!"

But before they could act, their guns were yanked from their grasp, causing a few scientists to fall to the floor. The guns then turned on them, floating ominously in the air.

"P-Please, I have a family!"

The scientists begged for their lives, but Magneto was unmoved. With a cold expression, he pulled the triggers, filling each of them with enough bullets to put down an elephant.

The gunfire echoed through the room, and seconds later, the guns clattered to the floor alongside the scientists' lifeless bodies.

Magneto then turned to the cages, breaking them open with a thought. The mutants inside, already terrified, shrank back in fear as the bars that trapped them for so long were ripped apart.

Opening his arms welcomingly, Magneto proclaimed, "You are free, my mutant brothers and sisters."

As the mutants began to register what was happening, some cautiously stepped out of their cage, seemingly testing the waters.

And as they did, suddenly, a black-haired blur ran past Magneto, heading for the door. It was X-23, attempting to escape.

But before she could reach the exit, Magneto levitated the broken door, sealing her path. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked calmly.

X-23 whipped around, her body coiled and ready to strike. She growled at Magneto, bony claws extending from her knuckles. But Magneto was unafraid. He walked over to her and reached out, causing her to flinch and close her eyes.

But surprisingly, instead of an attack, she felt herself being pulled into a hug as Magneto knelt in front of her. Her eyes widened in shock as he whispered, "It's going to be alright. You're safe now."

Tears began to well up in her eyes, and she sniffled, standing there with her arms at her sides, receiving the first hug of her entire life. "?!"

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After a short flight, Peter flew the helicopter up into the artificial clouds that concealed his floating base, the Red Room, from the world. As they ascended, Xavier and Logan exchanged puzzled glances, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected ascent.

"Peter, what are you..." Xavier began, but his voice trailed off into silence as they passed through the clouds. The sight that greeted them left him in shock and awe.

"My god..." Xavier muttered, his eyes wide as he took in the massive, floating behemoth of a base.

Logan was equally stunned. After a moment of silent admiration, he turned to Peter. "Are you an alien or something?" he asked, thinking the base was a spaceship.

Peter smirked. "No," he replied. "This base was actually made here on Earth. It wouldn't be able to survive in space. At least not yet."

Peter knew that Rocket had been hard at work tinkering with the Red Room, so he anticipated some shocking upgrades were on the horizon…

As they marveled at the glory of the Red Room, Peter guided the helicopter into a hangar. The massive doors opened as they approached, welcoming them inside.

After landing, Peter exited the cockpit with a smile, waving as he saw Peggy standing there, supported by her cane. Logan followed from the co-pilot's seat, while Xavier used his telekinesis to ease himself and his wheelchair off the helicopter and onto the ground.

As they walked over to Peggy, she noticed the three unconscious mutants that Peter was levitating out of the helicopter, trailing behind them. "Interesting company you've brought back," she commented, raising an eyebrow.

Peter opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say much, a sudden ringing sound came from one of the prisoners, surprising everyone.

"?" Curious, Peter used the Force to find and levitate a hidden phone from out of Juggernaut's clothes. Pulling it over, he caught it and immediately answered the call.

"Hey, wait! Don't just—" Xavier tried to stop him, but it was already too late.

"Pete's Porno Palace, we've got the pics to please your pecker," Peter said, his tone casual. "This is Pete speaking…"

"…" There was a long pause on the other end before a female voice eventually replied, "Who is this?"

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