"Are you going to put me on an operating table like Stryker did?" The white-haired old man in a straitjacket sat in an entirely plastic cell, leisurely passing the time by reading the newspaper.
This was the eleventh underground level of Umbrella Labs. As far as the eye could see, there was a fully enclosed circular space roughly the size of an entire football field. It had originally been built for small-scale ecosystem experiments, but funding and project issues had put it on hold. Sean had turned it into a temporary prison for Magneto.
"The Mutant gene repository at Dam Base has fallen into my hands. What do I need you for?" The young man chuckled. Compared to cooperating with the Professor, he wanted more to bring Magneto over to his side.
The bald old man who led Mutant Academy was bound by too many moral constraints. Even after glimpsing the future of Mutants, he was still unwilling to act without restraint. Magneto, however, was entirely different. He could sacrifice most people to achieve his goals. Even Mystique Raven, who had loyally followed him for many years, had been abandoned by him more than once.
In the Brotherhood leader's heart, the future of Mutants was what truly mattered; all other details were insignificant. This was the goal Magneto had fought for half his life. The meaning of the first half of his life had been revenge—personally killing Sebastian Shaw. The hatred and fury from his childhood had accumulated in his heart and never faded.
That was why, during the Cuban Missile Crisis, he had disregarded Charles's obstruction and used a coin to pierce Sebastian Shaw's head, fulfilling the revenge he had pursued so bitterly. Yet the story did not end there. Erik Lehnsherr, who hated **evil scientists, inherited Shaw's will