Prologue. Part 1. He would have run out of the house, having covered several tens of kilometers, without spending five minutes on it, would have been in the throes of events among the mutants he already knew, would have become a spectator in the front row. But Pietro had only a tiny television at his disposal, broadcasting the tragedy on the White House grounds. The little sister sat in his arms, and he looked at the TV with all his attention, listening to Magneto's every word. Everything in him tensed, fluttered, feeling the importance of the moment, suspecting that from that second everything was about to change for himself. A new era begins right before his eyes...