Hey everybody! It's LilacSociety and after I was newly introduced to X-men First Class I became obsessed with one thing. X-MEN ITSELF! I even pulled myself away from my other story: "I Thought I'd Never See You Again" to exploit the discovery of a fresh, new slashy couple I have become interested in. And for the fans of my other story (who are unlikely to be reading this) I have not given up on Dib/Zim it's just that this is pretty cool too. Well, enough with the chit-chat I have to get writing! Hope you enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU LIKED IT!
Leave! You're not welcome here! Your power has gone way out of hand! I don't want to see your face ever again!
Those last words were on replay in her mind after she left and not even the noises of the bustling streets around her could interrupt it. Maggie Plewes was a European girl, banished from her quaint little village in Ireland for the search of a place that would accept her. She was a stowaway, but with her power you would guess that it wouldn't be very difficult to do that.
If a person could find her, they wouldn't be able to harm her. Her power was difficult to control. Her body would turn transparent at times of heightened emotional stress and a force field would envelop her body whenever someone would try to harm her. She would turn invisible every time someone tried to find her and would protect herself every time someone tried to touch her.
She was poor, as seen by her attire, but she had other forms of mutation that made her beautiful. She had freckles that dusted her face, bright red hair, an angular facial structure, sea green eyes that shone like emeralds, and exceptionally long legs that made most of her body length.
Was it fate that brought her from bustling streets, to the country, and finally to the gates of a castle? Who would ever know? It was 4 a.m. which was early for a 14-year-old girl to be walking around looking for refuge, but Maggie didn't care. This was the last place she would look before she would head back to her home country and beg for forgiveness.
Her slender fingers caressing the gate's curved pieces of metal, she looked at the mansion beyond the courtyard. Leaves rustled behind her, the ever-present sounds of fall reminding her of home. What would you like Ms. Plewes? Maggie spun on her heel to look behind her. When she saw nobody there she turned invisible, expecting the person to freak out and run away.
Don't be afraid. I'll let you in just as soon as you tell me YOURSELF why you're here. The voice sent shivers down her spine. It was the first time she wasn't the one that was nowhere to be seen, but it was somebody else. "I'm here to find a family that can accept me for who I am and not because of the fact that I'm a mutant." Maggie said aloud.
I know. "Telepath…" Maggie's first thought. "What do you want with my mind telepath? I knew that I wasn't the only one in here." Maggie said gesturing to her head. Naturally, I was making sure you weren't a threat. Come in. Suddenly the gates opened, and she was allowed entrance.
She made her way through the courtyard and up to the front steps. The doors here opened automatically as well, peaking her interest as to what was powering them. Then off to her left side in the parlor she saw a man maybe in his mid-twenties, sitting in a wheelchair with another man leaning back on the couch behind him.
"What the heck are you wearing?" Maggie said pointing to the man wearing a cape with a ridiculous helmet by his side. The man smiled, "I'm wearing it because it's better than a yellow and blue suit." Maggie shrugged, not caring by what that meant.
The man in the wheelchair approached her, holding out a hand, "I'm Charles Xavier and this is Erik Lensherr." Maggie didn't take his hand and raised an eyebrow. "I don't shake hands with people that don't have the decency to stay out my mind Mr. Xavier." Maggie snapped.
"Fair enough." Charles said grinning. "What is your power anyways? Charles here hasn't told me yet." Maggie then rolled her eyes and her body disappeared only to reappear again asking Erik to harm her. "You're sure about this?" Erik asked for the third time.
"No, I just want you to shoot me for absolutely no reason whatsoever." Maggie said sarcastically. Erik had already consulted with Charles in his mind the fact that once he fired the gun he would have to leave because it would wake the others. Then he shot her, the bullet rushing towards Maggie, but not even causing her to blink. The force field around her rippling at the impact of the shot, but not causing her body any damage.
Upstairs, Erik could hear doors opening and the rush of feet hitting the ground. "This is where I take my leave, my love. Have a good time with this new recruit." Erik said winking, suddenly walking out the doors and leaving. A quiet settled upon the room when Maggie suddenly disturbed the silence by a question, "You're gay?" Charles sat motionless, smiling, with a dream-like look in his eyes. "You could say that."