Disclaimer: I do not own the Buffy series or anything in the Marvel universe.

Timeline: This will be before the Buffy series and before the 1st X-Men movie and will be an AU of both.

Warning: Some physical abuse will be in this chapter.

Notes: ** ** indicated telepathic speech.

Chapter 1

As Andrew watched his older brother leaving he began to cry, he didn't want John to leave. He ran out after him, trying to pull him back in.

John looked at his little brother; the only one in the family that he loved, he picked his brother up and hugged him tightly.

"I wanna come with you," Andrew said sobbing against John's chest; he didn't want to stay here with Tucker and their parents.

"No squirt, you have to stay here," John said, "It wouldn't be safe for you."

"I don't care that you're a mutant John!" Andrew wailed, "I don't want you to leave, please!"

John hugged him tightly again and said, "Andrew, I love you lil brother and I know that you don't care if I'm a mutant."

Andrew heard a wail of anger and felt himself being pulled away from his big brother, he looked behind him and saw his mom pulling on him screaming, "Don't touch him you freak, he doesn't need to catch your disease," John's face darkened and Andrew cried.

"Look mom, I'm not the one kicking out a thirteen year old," John growled out angrily, he was beyond angry and left.

"No John, come back, please!" Andrew wailed again when his mother slapped him hard across the face.

John however didn't see this as he ran away, his parents told him they would call the police if he didn't leave but he swore that one day he'd come back for Andrew and if Andrew was hurt or, god help them, dead; he'd burn this whole fucking town down to the ground.

Andrew walked into John's old room and jumped on the bed, crying softly as he breathed in John's scent, he wanted his older brother back as he made things not so bad.

Tucker came in and gloried in what happened; John was gone and his parents didn't even care about Andrew, he could do anything he wanted without John picking on him, it was just him and Andrew: his geeky little brother.

Andrew sobbed as he fell asleep on John's bed; he was upset when he was woken up rudely by his parents who screamed at him angrily to get out of the freak's room so they could get rid of everything in there. Andrew sobbed as he was being lifted out he managed to grab one John's favourite lighters. When he heard his parents tearing the stuff apart he simply walked to his room and crawled into his bed and simply cried until the morning came.

The next few weeks were hell on Andrew as his parents decided that since John and him got along so well that he had to be a mutant too and they began looking at him a bit more coldly and Andrew was becoming so afraid of his parents and brother that he'd try to walk home as slowly as possible, he felt safer hiding out anywhere else since John wasn't there to protect him.

Andrew looked around fearfully; he had walked the wrong way home on purpose and now he was lost and he had no idea where he was but he kept running, fearfully looking around as he didn't want to stay out now, as he began to sob he was grabbed by the scruff of his neck, he looked up and saw his daddy.

His father looked at Andrew, disgusted by what he had seen; crying like a baby because he had to kick his worthless brother. He said, "Get UP you little baby!" as Andrew slowly got up his father slapped him hard and screamed. "Stop crying, your brother won't be coming back!"

"Yes Daddy," Andrew sobbed as he was being yanked home by his dad, he was hurting, daddy was hurting him badly.

Jacob Wells looked at Andrew even more disgusted, 'This kid is such a whiner, not like Tucker; Tucker was good, he never wailed like it was the end of the world.'

He slammed his fist into Andrew's face over and over again and suddenly froze as Andrew stopped crying, he didn't kill the little freak did he? Victor quickly felt around for a pulse and sighed with relief, he found one so he drove Andrew to the hospital.

Jacob quickly drove Andrew to the hospital and dropped Andrew in front of it. He realized that he and his family had to leave town, quickly.

A nurse ran out and saw a broken and bleeding body on the ground and screamed for a stretcher, as they rolled him in they checked his breathing rate and everything else and the doctor sighed, he was hurt badly.

Andrew was lying in bed covered in tubes and in a coma and the nurse shook her head and walked out disgusted.

While Andrew was laying in the hospital John was living on the streets in LA sighing with freedom, while he wished that he could have taken Andrew with him it wouldn't have been good for him, he loved Andrew so much, he just hoped that Andrew wasn't going to be hurt by his parents just because of their bond.

As he flicked open one of his lighter's he looked at a bank, it was late enough and suddenly created a massive blast of flame to shatter the window. He walked into the bank and smiled, he wasn't going to be weak again, as he took the money he thought that he'd make enough money go back, grab Andrew and take care of him.

He walked around the empty bank alight in flame when he heard a voice in his mind say, **John, you don't want to do this.**

"Who the hell is this?" John screamed in rage as the fire surrounded him responding with his anger.

**My name is Charles Xavier and I want to help you.**

"Why?" John growled.

**Because, first of all young man; you are in pain and how can you take care of your little brother like this? What kind of example would you be setting for him? That's it's alright to steal if you want something.** Charles said softly.

John's eyes burned with rage, 'Who the hell was this guy to tell me how to raise my little brother? I'd be a thousand times better than my father and how'd he know about Andrew anyways?'

**I know about your brother Mr Wells because…** John saw a bald man on a wheelchair roll out and said, "Because I'm a mutant like yourself, a telepath in fact. I run a school where I train mutants how to control their powers."

John looked up and said, "One condition: you help me get my brother back or else you can burn like the rest of them."

Charles nodded and said, "Very well Mr Wells, I have looked into your memories and I believe that your brother will suffer at the hands of your father."

"What if he ain't a freak like the rest of us?" John growled, "What do you do then, throw him on the streets?"

"I would never do that to a child!" Charles said shocked, "Now come along Mister Wells."

"Don't," John growled, "Call me Wells again! I'm taking my grandfather's last name; Allerdyce."

"Very well, follow me," Charles said.

As John walked out he saw a jet fly down and he looked at Charles.

"I am not with the military," Charles said, "I have quite a few resources."

John nodded as they got in and flew off, Professor Xavier gave the directions to the kid flying the plane and they flew northwards towards Sunnydale.

They landed nearby his old home and John ran over and saw that the house was abandoned, his eyes darkened and he whispered, "No, my little brother. Andrew, where are you?"

He was about to explode with rage when Charles put his hand on John's shoulder and said, "I believe I know where he might be."

As Charles rode over he saw a house light that was still one and quickly inquired the person who answered and rolled back John, "I believe we may know where Andrew is: About a month ago your brother was put in the hospital, it was apparently big news and, disturbingly enough, it was big news because the injuries weren't caused by blood loss."

"Yeah," John said darkly, "Blood loss its common enough in this damn town," and muttered, "I want to see him now!"

"Of course," Charles said calmly as they went to the hospital as he wanted to keep John calm.

John however was screaming mentally, 'I'm going to burn this whole fucking town to the ground and dance in the ashes!'

At least John knew where the hospital was and as he got there his sense of fear was growing; he wanted Andrew to be alright and he was happy as they got in, he managed to stay calm while Charles got the room number.

As they went upstairs being led by the nurse John was thinking of his parents and Tucker in flames, burning while he laughed at them. He noticed Charles look at him with a shocked look and held his head down but he wasn't going to get rid of that little fantasy.

John saw Andrew lying in the bed unconscious and he whispered, 'No Andrew, what did dad do to you?"

Charles looked at him and felt a wave of guilt and sorrow, he heard John whisper, "I'll never leave you alone again, I should've just taken you with me Andrew."

"Excuse me Madam," Xavier said to the nurse, "I shall be taking custody of both of these boys, I'll have the proper paperwork sent over as well as payment for Mr Wells's treatment."

John stared and said, "Why do you care? It's not like he's a mutant or anything special."

"No," Charles said, "He is something special, I saw through your memories and the love in his eyes for you is real. I have seen way too many family members reject someone because of they are mutants and he still loved you and accepted you, that makes him special."

"I guess so," John said.

"Come," Charles said, "Andrew will be well taken care of and I am sure he shall wake up soon."

TBC

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