[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

The moment Wolf threw the woman over, Greta, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly broke out.

I don't mess with you, you just want to mess with me!

And after a few tenths of a second passed, Pietro had already caught the girl's mother, Wendy Bochamp, and put her in a safe place.

Greta rushed forward and quickly chanted a spell. After hearing the girl's extremely fast speech, Charlie's eyes suddenly went dark, and he was knocked back by a strange force. When he realized it, The arm was covered with dark green lines.

"What is this!" Joan's eyes widened, she didn't care about her companion's life or death, she was only interested in this strange thing, "Have you been cursed by your kind?" She almost looked up curiously .

"Don't go there, Joan," said Wolff. "Wizards are children of demons."

You never know what terrible tricks their fight will use.

Greta's eyes turned blood red again, she seemed to have no fear of losing her sight, and walked straight towards Charlie without stopping.There seemed to be a huge hurricane in front of the girl, and her long hair was flying in the wind, like a soft snake.Thunder rumbled in the sky, it was the witch's anger.

"Stop her, Pete," Charles said, "be careful those two do anything to Greta."

Before Professor X finished speaking, Pietro stopped in front of the girl.

"Don't go, go see your mother."

"No! I want to settle this matter!" Greta stretched out her hand to stop him, and the boy stopped in his tracks.

Charlie looked down at the traces of the curse on his arm, and his smile finally changed from a mask-like gentleman's elegance to a sarcasm, even full of anger: "The people of the Boqiangpu family are really good at using curses. When did you put it on me? of?! You vicious woman."

Greta opened her blood-red eyes, and said in a cold voice, "The moment you cursed me."

Having said that, the girl even smiled.

When she is not smiling, her facial features are solemn, but once she smiles, it does not mean bright and lovely.I don't know if it's because of her identity, but it looks a little more bleak and sweet, like a tempting honey trap.

"Take him away!" Joan frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Wolf moved very quickly. He picked up the man with his arms covered, and planned to jump up the treetops.

But he was no quicker than the witch's curse.

Greta continued to speak, and she sang one sentence after another in Latin. Her voice was deep and thick, and she had gradually lost the original cool tone of girls. It seemed that echoes came from all around, making Charlie surrounded by girls' voices. It is densely packed, and it cannot be avoided by jumping on the treetops.

At the same time, he felt his right eye start to heat up.

As the mantra was repeated over and over again, the blood red in Greta's eyes gradually receded.Her eyes were sharp, a storm was brewing in her eyes, and her pupils turned from blood to black and finally to silver, which was the performance of a witch's curse.

"Go!" Joan yelled.

At the same moment, Charlie's right eye burst!

After returning to the castle for a long time, Greta did not slow down.

The eyes of the girl who had expended a lot of energy turned black, and her hands trembled a little. Although it was her own hands that caused Charlie to lose one eye, she still felt palpitations when she recalled that scene.

Holding a glass of water, she looked at her mother lying on the bed, biting her lower lip until it turned white.

"The professor said that Ms. Wendy just passed out," Jean came over, put her hand on Greta's shoulder, and comforted her, "Don't worry."

Greta nodded, but her heart was in a mess.

Her guess was wrong. She thought her mother was safe, but she didn't expect that she was really in the hands of the other party, and was treated as a useless item and returned back, as if mocking her incompetence.

Since she was a child, her mother has not been too strict with her witchcraft, because her two cousins ​​are excellent witches, her aunt and mother are even more so, so it doesn't matter if she is or not.

But here is thousands of kilometers away from the East District, she can only rely on herself and seek help from the group of mutants who have been with her for less than a month.

After a while, Pietro came back from the outside.

Greta raised her eyes and looked at each other.

"They ran away, I don't know what method to use." The boy said, "Professor, do you need to use the mastermind to find them?"

"Wait for Greta's mother to wake up."

The girl sat by her mother's bed, and when Pietro came, she said in a voice only two people could hear: "When my mother wakes up, we will get out of here."

The boy raised his eyebrows in surprise, but the girl made a booing gesture.

"We need to go back to the East End, otherwise the school will not be safe. If Charlie and those people split up, then we can deal with him."

Pietro thought for a while, and decided to go in a circle first: "Let's talk about it after your mother wakes up."

This time, I waited all night.

Greta has been lying on the side of the bed, not daring to sleep. The moonlight shines in, and the girl's black hair is coated with a layer of furry dark silver, like a galaxy of radiance.

Until the sun replaced the moonlight, and the light dispelled the darkness, Greta saw her mother's fingers move slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the woman with gorgeous facial features slowly opened her eyes, revealing her blue-gray pupils.

"Mom..." Greta stretched out her hand, "Mom, are you awake?"

The woman's eyes moved, and her eyes fell on the girl. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Greta, you are still alive."

"..." Greta was stunned, "Mom, I've always been fine."

"No," the woman shook her head, sat up, and returned to her previous graceful appearance, "Pour me a glass of water."

The girl quickly went to the cabinet to pour water.

"I was taken away by the Browning family," Greta's mother, Wendy the Catwoman, said while drinking water to moisten her throat, "I don't think you will survive the second before you lose consciousness , after all, your ability is not as good as one-fifth of my two nieces."

Greta's self-esteem was frustrated, and she couldn't help trying to save face: "One-fifth is a lot."

Wendy ignored her daughter, and instead asked with interest: "Where is this place, and who saved me?"

"Can't you think that I saved you?" Greta asked back.

Wendy gave her silly-looking daughter a wink: "You? They're not just Charlie. Well..." She looked around, closed her eyes, and opened them again after a while. "There is not such a strong magical fluctuation here, so you are, have you met a group of mutants?"

"You know what I'm doing..." Greta frowned, and then the girl said, "They were going to let you go. I was so angry that I plucked one of Charlie's eyes."

Wendy was astonished, and even a little delighted: "Has my daughter started using these moves too?"

Greta curled her lips: "When you just disappeared, I killed someone."

"Really? My daughter has really grown up." Wendy stretched out her hand and pinched the cheek of the girl in front of her, very satisfied with the immoral things she did, "What happens after killing someone?"

"The mutants thought of me as one of their kind," Greta whispered, "and here I am."

She stretched out her hand to hold her mother's hand, her hands were equally pale and cold, and Greta's complexion changed a bit. Although her mother woke up, she didn't show any joy, but was more worried: " Let's go back to the East District and find our aunt and sister."

Wendy looked at the girl for a moment, then smiled softly, she shook her head, "Let's solve it by ourselves." She even blinked like a delicate girl in her 20s, bright and beautiful.

While the two were talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the house.

Then Pietro appeared in front of them.

Seeing the person coming, Wendy was obviously taken aback, she had never seen such a fast kid.

"Ma'am, are you awake?" Pietro was obviously very happy, revealing the delightful dimples on his face, "Greta has been worried."

Wendy looked at the boy's expression, then at her own daughter's. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly asked, "Greta, is this your new boyfriend?"

The girl was choked for a while, but did not speak.

However, Pietro's focus was very strange. He glanced at the girl: "New boyfriend?"

Wendy was very interested: "Yeah, it wasn't you that I saw last time."

Greta almost collapsed: "Mom, can you talk about something serious?"

Wendy smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, let's talk about business." She looked at the silver-haired silver jacket in front of her, and she looked like a shining kid, and suddenly frowned, "Can you make the decision? Or call your boss? "

"I don't have a Boss..." Pietro was confused, "Do you want to see the professor? Let's go now."

"It doesn't matter if we don't see each other," Wendy smiled, "We're going to live here until this matter is resolved, is that okay?"

Pietro froze for a moment, and quickly agreed.

"No problem at all!"

Wendy said to Greta in a good mood: "Look, your little boyfriend is much more sensible than you."

"Mom, won't we implicate the students here?"

"We are not ordinary people." Pietro naturally hoped that the two of them would stay, and he said anxiously, "And it's not in the teaching building, the school has other places for you to live." He blinked with a smile, " Just don't leave anyway! I...we can protect you!"

Wendy was very satisfied with her new son-in-law, whom she picked at random, but she just woke up, her strength had not recovered, and she had no time to talk about the past, so she decided to sleep for a while, Greta nodded, and poured her another glass of warm water , and then exit the room with the boys.

After walking out, the girl and the boy looked at each other, and for a while, neither of them spoke.

Gretafu felt deeply, and remembered the new boyfriend that his mother said, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Well, my mother's personality is like that, don't worry about it." After a moment of silence, she only said one sentence.

Pietro didn't know what he was awkward about, so he didn't talk to him.

So the girl was even more embarrassed, this brat, what was he thinking?

"Would you like to talk to the professor..." Greta said again when he had nothing to say.

Pietro raised the corner of his mouth: "I already said it, just when we came out."

How did she forget how fast the person in front of her was?

Greta pouted and said nothing.

The two of them walked in the corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoed like a heartbeat.The other students were in class, so the whole castle was quiet, which made the atmosphere between them even more strange.

Facing the light, he walked to the window and to the terrace. Finally, Pietro couldn't help it anymore. He scratched his half-length silver hair, and was a little tangled in how to speak. Although the girl in front of him was older than him, she looked like a girl. Then a little bit, actually talked about another boyfriend?

The girl stared at each other, naturally not knowing what was going on in the boy's mind, she just opened her eyes wide, showing a questioning expression.

"I haven't even been in love yet..." Pietro muttered for a while.

Greta was taken aback, then burst out laughing.

"That's it? Are you comparing me?" She felt relaxed, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Like a big sister, she patted the shoulder of the boy in front of her, pretending to be a senior, comforting and encouraging him: "It's okay, you are good-looking, and you will definitely get a girlfriend in the future."

Pietro looked back at the other party speechlessly, lowered the corners of his mouth that were originally raised, and then ran away in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Ah, so busy now... _(:зゝ∠)_ still needs to update [-] words a day...