<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7oMp0-s2CE/Te0nBmtSExI/AAAAAAAAAy8/giZoidlsYZ8/s1600/first_class_magneto_close_up.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">     <strong>Magneto</strong></span></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Real Name:</strong> Erik Lehnsherr<br/>       <strong>Known Aliases:</strong> Master of Magnetism.<br/>       <strong>Role:</strong> Front Line Leader<br/>       <strong>Affiliation;</strong>  The Resistance<br/>       <strong>Location;</strong>  Moscow, The Psych Hospital<br/>       <strong>Tags;</strong>Famine and Nobody.  Open</span></span><br/><br/>Magneto offered a grin at Selene's words regarding her age, chuckling lightly since she did have a valid point.  "You'll have to forgive me then madam, but you haven't been a lady for quite a long time.  An old bag of bones held together by sheer force of will and the occasional feasting upon innocent mutants however, that I'd gladly agree to call you since that is all you are.  And you mistake sentiment for rage since those were not humans you killed, but mutants.  Freshly turned by your 'Master', using Judgment, a serum crafted from his very blood if the rumors are to be believed.  Oh I know all about you madam Gallio, and the one you call your leader.  As for why Apocalypse wants me, your mentioning of Sebastian Shaw does seem like the only reason he'd want to destroy me himself.  I was after all the one that killed the fool."  Magneto replied, not ashamed to admit it since that had happened ages ago now as far as he was concerned.  Apocalypse might not agree but to Magneto, it was old news, left better to rot where it belonged, at the bottom of the sea with the sub the bastard had been inside at the time preparing to go nuclear in an attempt to spread the mutant gene through radioactive fallout.<br/><br/>He easily levitated himself off the ground the moment the ground attempted to swallow him.  Magneto wagged a finger in disapproval at Selene's attempt as his teleport helped him to avoid a second attempt at being grabbed by the wall behind him.  "You'll have to do better than that my dear Selene."  He jerked his hand that he had held behind his back this whole time forward and sent the knives he had been holding in place at the witch herself.  He only let his attention lapse for a moment as he saw their 'ghost' finally make a formal appearance thanks to Selene's interference as she ripped the wall down around the powerful if insane mutant.  The eyes gave that much away if not the clothes he wore.  Interesting.  But not important at the moment as Magneto redirected his sharp knives if they had missed the first time while hovering a bit close to the ceiling.  He 'sensed' the metal pipes in the wall above him and grinned as he 'grabbed' a hold of them with his free hand and yanked down hard, sending the ceiling crashing down upon Famine if all went well.  His teleport wisely 'jumped' out of the area to avoid being smashed himself.