You had almost died. You were falling from a building that was a mile high, and nobody was there to rescue you. You didn’t have flying powers, all you had was mineral bending. So, you did the next best thing to break your fall: Right before you fell, you controlled your own bones to stop mid-air. That, however, had some unforeseen consequences. Every bone in your body was shattered, and now you laid in a full-body cast in the infirmary of Xavier’s Mansion. Your current visitor? Magneto.

He stepped into the infirmary room, his purple cape flowing behind him. “It’s very regrettable, your state. Beast doubts you’ll ever fully heal.”