As the Mutant War raged on, I found myself in a showdown with Magneto. He had control over a powerful metal called adamantium, which made him really strong. Every time he moved, it felt like the ground was shaking. But I knew I had to stay strong because innocent people needed my help.

"Enough, Magneto!" I shouted, my voice echoing against the backdrop of destruction. "This ends now."

But Magneto only laughed, a cold, harsh sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You think I will stop, Just because you said too Spider-Man?" he sneered, his eyes full of hate "You're just an old man trying to be a hero again."

"And I don't know how you managed to maintain the same appearance as in those early 1900s, those pictures, Spider-Man. Perhaps it's one of your mutant powers," Magneto speculated.

As I evaded the adamantium he throw at me, I felt a subtle intrusion in my mind. The system chimed in, alerting me to someone attempting to communicate telepathically. I recognized it as Professor X, likely reaching out for assistance.

Knowing Professor X's reputation for kindness, I instructed the system to allow communication without permitting him to invade my thoughts or memories.

"System, allow him to communicate with me, but don't let him invade my memories or thoughts," I commanded.

"Affirmative, host," the system replied.

Opening my mind to Professor X's telepathic communication, I focused on maintaining my concentration while dodging Magneto's relentless assaults.

"Spider-Man, can you hear me?" Professor X's voice resonated in my mind, calm and reassuring amidst the chaos of battle.

"Yeah, Professor, I can hear you," I replied mentally, in the midst of the intense conflict.

"I'm here to help," Professor X assured me. "We need to find a way to subdue Eric.... no Magneto before he causes more harm."

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[Meanwhile Wolverine and Beast]

"We gotta come up with a plan," Beast was out of breath and his fur all sweaty as he dodged another powerful attack from Juggernaut.

Wolverine grunted in agreement, his claws shining in his side as he blocked a series of attacks. "Yeah, any ideas, furball?" he asked, his voice showing the strain of the fight

Beast's mind raced, searching for a strategy that might give them an advantage against their formidable foe. Suddenly, inspiration struck. "I have an idea, but it's risky," he began, his voice determined despite the uncertainty of their situation.

Wolverine focused intently, ready for whatever plan Beast had in mind."I'm listening," he said, keeping it simple, indicating he was ready to go along with it if it gave them even a small chance of winning.

...............

[Meanwhile Cyclops and Jean]

As Cyclops and Jean fought together against their mutant enemies, they started to feel like there were just too many of them and they were too strong.

"We need to regroup," Cyclops yelled over the noise of the battle, his voice filled with urgency as he shot more beams from his eyes.

Jean agreed and used her mind powers to create a shield around them. "I'll protect us while we move back," she said calmly, even though everything around them was chaotic.

With a nod of thanks, Cyclops activated his communicator, sending out a distress signal to the rest of the X-Men. "This is Cyclops, we need backup, now!" he transmitted, hoping that help would arrive before it was too late.

.............

[Meanwhile Angel and Iceman]

Angel and Iceman found themselves locked in a fierce battle against Multiple Man and Pyro, their opponents proving to be cunning and relentless in their attacks.

"We need to take this motherfucker down fast," Angel grunted, his wings flapping hard as he soared above the chaotic battle.

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"I agree," Iceman nodded, his icy powers crackling with energy as he unleashed a barrage of freezing blasts at Pyro. "I've got this," he replied, his voice determined as he focused on subduing their mutant enemy.

Pyro's flames grew stronger as he attacked even harder, his fire crackling loudly. "Look at me, Iceman!" he taunted, sending a big wave of flames at his icy opponent.

But Iceman stood firm, not backing down. He covered himself in a thick layer of ice, ready to defend against Pyro's flames. "You are not a girl to look at," he retorted, his tone defiant. With determination, he fought back, unleashing a blast of ice to counter Pyro's fire.

Pyro got really mad when Iceman replied. "Oh yeah?" he snapped, clearly angry. Then, with a mischevious smile, he sent out a huge wave of fire that covered everything. "You ready for this? Sea of fire!!!" he shouted, his fire getting even stronger.

But Iceman wasn't going to give up. He concentrated hard, using all his strength to create a huge wave of ice. "Ice Jutsu, ah, no no no, wrong fanfic. Ice Sea!!!" he shouted, With determination in his voice, he unleashed a vast sea of ice, countering Pyro's flames and bringing some order to the chaotic battle.

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[Angel side]

"Damn, Bobby, this son of a bitch really didn't hold back, huh?" Angel remarked, a grin spreading across his face as he watched the intense battle unfold.

Multiple Man, with a sense of humor that was both sharp and playful, took advantage of the moment to act out the role of a girl craving attention. "Where were you watching? I'm hurt," he feigned, pretending to be wounded like a delicate flower.

Angel's smile vanished, replaced by a disgusted expression. "Stop it, you make me sick," he retorted, his tone dripping with disdain at Multiple Man's theatrics.

Multiple Man laughed, not bothered by Angel's reaction. "Aw, you can't handle a little joke, can you?" he teased, keeping his tone casual even as they continued to fight.

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[Meanwhile Rogue side]

"Rogue said, 'Mystique, I knew it,'" her voice filled with a mix of frustration and realization as she faced her former mentor.

Mystique smirked back, her blue skin shining as she looked at Rogue. "So, you're trying to protect these regular folks, huh?" she said, her voice sounding a bit mocking.

"Shut up, traitor!" Rogue shot back, her patience wearing thin as she confronted Mystique's betrayal.

Mystique's smirk grew wider, her expression mocking as she retorted, "Me, a traitor? Oh no, no, no. I'm just trying to battle against the hateful human who labeled me a monster."

"And by the way," Mystique said, her voice carrying a hint of nostalgia as she locked eyes with Rogue, "It kind of reminded me of those days when you used to affectionately call me Elder Sister."

Rogue's expression hardened at the mention of their past bond. "Those days are just 9 years ago until you betrayed us and sided with Magneto," she retorted, her voice tinged with bitterness and hurt from the betrayal she had experienced.

"Well, if both of us were normal, perhaps we could have been real sisters," Mystique said wistfully, her tone softening as she looked at Rogue with warmth in her eyes. "And To think you can absorb memories... I hadn't seen it before," she added, acknowledging Rogue's unique ability with a hint of admiration despite their current situation.

"Since you left, things are different," Rogue said firmly. "Today. I will win" She looked determined, ready to fight Mystique and win.

.........

[Meanwhile Storm Side]

As Arclight sent her shock wave toward Storm, Storm struggled to dodge the powerful attack. But despite the difficulty, Storm stayed determined, her confidence unwavering.

"Your power is similar to mine, but mine is better!" Storm declared boldly, her voice echoing amidst the crackling energy of the storm she summoned.

Arclight smirked in response, unfazed by Storm's words. "Let's see about that!" she retorted, her own confidence matching Storm's as they prepared to unleash their respective powers upon each other.

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[Meanwhile peter side]

Peter, Mary Jane, and Harry watched Rogue and Mystique talk during all of this. Peter couldn't help but wonder about the nature of their relationship. Turning to Mary Jane and Harry, he voiced his confusion.

"What's going on with them? Do they know each other?" Peter inquired, his brow furrowed with curiosity.

Harry shrugged in response. "Beats me. I don't even know them. To me, they're just mutants," he admitted, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

Mary Jane offered a different perspective, her intuition guiding her thoughts. "Maybe they have a deeper connection. You can see it in the way they look at each other," she suggested, her gaze fixed on the interaction between Rogue and Mystique.

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[Meanwhile quicksilver]

Quicksilver, catching his breath, acknowledged Aper's resilience. "You're one tough cookie," he admitted while panting.

Aper, also panting, boasted, "I told you I could adapt to your abilities."

I know, I know," Quicksilver replied, still trying to catch his breath. "It's new for me to see someone who can counter my abilities. I thought I was unbeatable with my speed, but you've proven me wrong."

Aper smirked confidently. "Now you know. Even with your full power, you can't beat me. So just surrender."

Quicksilver chuckled. "Since when did I use my full power? I haven't even begun to show you what I can do." With that, he launched into a rapid series of speed-blitzing circling around Aper. "Can you handle this speed?" he teased, his speed multiplied by a hundred.

Aper struggled to adapt to the overwhelming velocity. "Shit, his speed is too much to adapt instantly," he realized.

In a split second, Quicksilver delivered a powerful punch to Aper's face, sending him flying backward. "You did your best," Quicksilver remarked with a triumphant smirk.

To be continued