that I'm all talk. However, if you look at how I was groomed socially, you'll find that I tell the Truth. When I flunked out of college, Scott was the only one I told. He was the only one who would visit me during Christmas when I was living at home with my parents. From 1994 to 1999, I always looked forward to Scott flying up from California to Washington State to visit family because it meant I got to see him one day out of the year.

The reason why I can claim I was loyal is because I didn't have any other friends. You can call it a flaw or a failing in life, but I had spent 1993 to 1996 online and where all my friendsacross the table by the time Sebastian Shaw counted to 3. If you can't move the coin by the count of 3, his mother would be dead.

Erik couldn't do it.

So his mother died.

Just like Erik Lensherr, I couldn't move the coin in time. It wasn't until my friendship with Scott was terminated that I got a handle on my abilities like Magneto. I'm not saying that I sit around like Magneto brooding with pictures of Isabella on my wall waiting for vengeance. It wasn't anything like that.

However, just like Erik Lensherr who can make the coin twirl around his fingers and where he has a command over his abilities, there's that part of me that is ready for a rematch against Isabella if we cross paths again.

That's why