The blackness. That's all I can see. Pain floods through my body and washes over me. I can hear voices, Moira, Hank, Alex and Sean. But Erik is gone. My friend, my brother, my equal, but worst of all I let him have Raven. I saved her once, and in return she saved me. I will never understand her way of life, constantly standing out, but somehow I will always understand Erik's even though I never desired to. I know I could never change what I always knew would happen, but if I had any chance at trying it was destroyed when he shot me. I would like to think that I am always able to forgive and I maybe one day Erik will be ready to hear that, but he won't forgive himself. I am sure of that. The only person, who can truly understand Erik, is me and I know that now. Even if we are on different sides, we are and always will be friends. I fear for Raven's safety now, I know she can look after herself, but she doesn't know the full extent of what she will rise to if she stays with Erik. She is my sister and I will never be able to forgive myself for fighting against her or letting her go. I know she had to, she needed to, but as the pain overtakes my last bit of conscience and the voices start to fade, all I can do is worry for the future, if it means fighting against my family.
The room is white and unfamiliar, its brightness can only be recognised as a hospital. My eyes are reluctant to open, but I hear whispering and hold onto the sound. A woman speaks in hushed tones "He should be recovering conscience any day now, Miss...?" the other voice mumbles a name in reply and the nurse hurries away. Footsteps move toward me, somebody lays a hand on my face. "Charles, I know you are awake, please…" Moira's voice echoes in my ear. I smile in response, because I know what I must do. She moves her thumb over my mouth and I mumble her name. She brings her face in closer to mine " Charles, open your eyes" I manage to pry my eyes open with a small part of me that needs her. I attempt to push that part away but I can't, somehow I will have to, but for now I will focus on her sweet beauty. Beauty that won't remember me soon, beauty that soon I will never see again, beauty that will no longer be mine.
A tear seeps down my face, and Moira wipes it away. She thinks it's for my pain and she is right, but I cry for both of us, for what I will do to us. I won't be able to look at her again without feeling the loss of what I could have had, but it's no use for our safety and protection, I have to do this. She will be sent back, just as she should be. She will heal and move on in time, just as we all must do, but I won't. I will sit in this chair for the rest of my life, recruiting other mutants to live it for me. A general not fighting in his own war. If only things could be different, Moira and I could ride off into the sunset and leave this cruel world behind us, this cursed world that tears brothers apart, causes wars between friends and puts innocent people in chairs for the rest of their lives. But for the last few day I spend with Moira, I will be strong. The worst part is, she doesn't know I love her, and though I wish I could, I can never tell her the truth and that is what hurts most of all.
Hello hello my loyal and awesome readers Well I guess this idea started when my amazingly talented friend, Cheshire1996 and I went to see Xmen First Class, aka the movie we have been obsessed about for MONTHS and afterwards, we went back, sat down and these fan fictions was born! I have written Charles and I am currently working on another fanfic to go opposite Hank…guess who! Anyways hope you enjoyed this one and please review if you liked! Oh and if you like Robin Hood or Pretty Little Liars then check out my other stories under my account, bramber1417 Thanks for reading!