AN: Guess what guys? That's right another Xmen story! WOOOO! *claps hands, while whispering* "I have a problem...But I don't care!" So apparently Charles had a step-father named Kurt and a step-brother named Cain.. I did not know this...

I don't read their comics, in fact I have never read one single comic book in my life. So this plot bunny has been bouncing around inside my head for the last couple days, so I finally got up the courage to write it! This story if you don't know me by now is Charles and Erik friendship only one, which takes place after XM; Days of Future Past, AU only for Erik and Raven choosing to go back to the Mansion with Charles and Hank at the end of the movie.

Get ready to see Cain, and a Badass Badass Charles, and other things!

So Please Read & Review, it helps me out a lot, hopefully I'm not wasting my time with this.


Charles rolled his wheelchair to a stop on the lawn outside his school. He smiled as he watched some of the younger students run around playing tag for recess. They were giggling and laughing as some used their powers to their advantage.

His older self was right, peace was possible. He just needed to hope again. The telepath couldn't help feeling slightly guilty, if he realized this sooner maybe he wouldn't have had to close the school down the first time—Maybe all that happen to them, all he felt..

"But then you and I wouldn't have become friends again. And Raven wouldn't of come back" A voice said behind him. Charles smiled knowing the voice immediately.

"When did you become a telepath, my friend." He asked as Erik sat on his legs so he and Charles were at the same level.

The metal bender chuckled. "You were projecting."

Charles turned his head and gave Erik a look of alarm. "Only to me and Raven of course." His friend answered quickly plainly seeing the look on the telepaths face. A comfortable silence passed between them.

"Charles?" Erik asked hesitantly

"Hm?"

The German rubbed the back of his neck. "Why—Why didn't you..." He trailed off as he cleared his throat. "Why didn't you ever tell me about your step-father and brother?" Erik finally said. Charles froze at the mention of those two men. Raven must have told Erik what happened here when they were both young. Why she would Charles had no idea.

"I never thought it was important. They are the only two people back then who could bring the anger out in me."

"You? Mr. Professor Charles Xavier has anger inside of him, who knew?" Erik joked giving the British a fake shocked expression.

The telepath gave him a sideways playful glare. "I demonstrated that I do when we meet in the elevator as we broke you out of the Pentagon."

The metal bender brought a hand to his cheek at the mention of that little fact. "Yes...That still hurts by the way."

Charles snorted, rolling his eyes. "Three years later? I highly doubt that, Erik. I didn't punch you that hard."

Erik gave the telepath a toothy grin.

More silence.

It lasted until all the children that were outside went back inside the Manor as classes began again. And they were alone. "...So what happened to them? Raven said there was an accident, but that's about it."

"Because Raven wasn't there when it happened..." Charles paused running a hand through his hair. "Kurt was abusive, toward me mostly. I made sure he never laid a hand on Raven. And when my powers came, it only got worse. And Cain hated me, he was jealous and took every opportunity to show how much. He and I got into a huge fight down in Kurt's lab and it exploded, I survived, obviously but they didn't."

"...Do you think you could ever forgive Cain for what he did to you?" Erik asked.

"—No. I can't. There's to much hate between us. He's done to much bad to me and Raven."

The German nodded and looked away. If Charles can't forgive Cain for what he did, knowing that is his brother. What chance do I have? Has Charles really forgiven me? Or was has he been lying this whole time? A hand rested on his arm. Erik turned his head and saw that Charles had a small, sad smile on is face.

"I have forgiven you, Erik. That is the truth."

"Even after everything I did? Cain—"

"You are not Cain, my friend. I've told you this before, and I'll gladly keep reminding you until you see that there is good in you, is and always will be good in you, Erik. There was none of that in Cain. None." Charles told the man reassuringly.

"...But he's your brother—"

Charles shook his head and gently tightened his grip on Erik arm "You are. Not Cain. You've made mistakes, that is true. But your trying to make up for them. And I'm so glad your here again. This place wasn't the same without you."

Thank you. Erik thought as a smile appeared on his face, More comfortable silence fell over the two friends. The German then stood up after a few moments. "Well, I think I better be off."

"Still going to find that unknown mutant Jean located?" The British asked turning his wheelchair to face his friend.

"Of course."

"I wish you would let me accompany you." Charles sighed shaking his head.

"Is the Jet fixed yet?"

"No." Because it wasn't, so that meant his friend couldn't come with him, seeing as his ride of transportation Erik chose only sat one person.

Erik nodded. "Then I go alone. I'm a big boy, Charles. I don't need someone to come with me whenever I leave the Manor." Charles opened his mouth to protest that wasn't what he thought at all. He just worried, he always worried for his friends and family.

A hand landed on Charles head. Erik ruffled the telepaths hair. "I'll be back soon, you have my word, Charles. I'll come back, hopefully with a new student." as he began walking away.

"Be careful, Erik."

The German stopped, his back still facing the crippled man. He raised a hand in the air and waved. "You know me." and then proceeded to walk away again.

Charles smiled. Noting that was what Raven would always say when they were children "That's why I worry."

That conversation was three weeks ago. Erik Lehnsherr, holocaust surviver, metal bending mutant, teacher at Xavier school for Gifted Youngsters, X-men, and best friend to Charles... hasn't been seen since.

...

...

Charles let out a frustrated groan, yanking off the Cerebro head-wear and sat it roughly back where it was originally. He ran a tired hand down his face and through his hair. "Anything?" Raven asked walking up beside him. Charles shook his head. "Not a single trace of him anyway. Not a thought, not a memory, no emotions from him. Nothing... Where is he, Raven?"

Raven didn't know how to answer his question. She honestly didn't. But she had a thought that wouldn't leave her alone. "You might not want to hear this, Charles... But what if- What if Erik just left—"

"—No. No, he wouldn't do that to me again, Raven. He promised me he wouldn't."

"Charles—"

"No, something's wrong. I can feel it. We have to keep searching." as he started to put the Cerebro helmet back on when Storm walked in.

"Professor, there's a package here for you."

"Just put it in my office, Storm."

"It says for you to watch as soon as you receive it. It's a video tape." Storm announced as she walked over and show the big black VCR tape.

To: Charles Xavier.

WATCH IMMEDIATELY!

There was no other address, other than his own, and the From: was left blank. He looked at Storm then to Raven, he nodded and wheeled his way out of Cerebro and upstairs to his study, where he found Alex, Scott, Sean, Jean, Hank, Pietro waiting for him.

He smiled toward them, knowing why they were here, all thinking the same thing. Could Erik have sent this?

The telepath stopped, using the remote that was in arms reach and turned on the TV. Storm quickly put the tape in and they were greeted first with black and white static, then the screen went black. Numbers appeared on the bottom screen: 1:23 p.m. This was taken an hour ago.

The screen stayed that way for several minutes. Then someone literally flipped a switch on and they all saw a room, with no windows and a door that had a huge plastic lock and door handle on it.

Someone swerved the camera away from the door, revealing his badly burnt, scared face. The British froze, blue eyes going wide and heart almost stopping. "Well, hello! Charlie!"

"Cain?" How was it possible. He died in the fire, along with Kurt. How the hell is he alive!?

"I bet your wondering how I'm alive? Right?" Cain said tapping his chin. "Well it's quite simple really. After you were able to get out of the lab, leaving me and dad inside, who was already dead by the way. I was able to find my own way out, though I still received severe injuries, as you can tell. I wondered around on audio pilot, I somehow ended up in- Well I won't tell you, that would ruin the fun! So I then collapsed by a near by hospital. My finger prints and hair were burnt off, so no one knew who I was. I've been in a coma ever since. Well until three weeks ago that is."

A pit began to form in Charles' stomach. Three weeks ago...

"I must say Charlie, It was such a shock to feel a little girl in my head, instead of you. And as she saw little of me. I saw so much of her. You've really come along way since we were kids, a Professor? Fascinating! And you have teachers that help you? Like Alex, Hank, Ravey and who else? Name starts with an E, speaks German, has the numbers 214782 on his arm? Hmmm... OH! That's right—"

Cain turned the camera to the left to reveal the big bloody lump of— "—Erik." Cain snarled.

The British's heart began to beat faster and faster. His friend has been beaten severely and repeatedly, dried blood was splattered on the helmet that was on the metal benders head, no wonder the telepath couldn't find him, and fresh blood dripped onto the floor.

"Erik.." Charles whispered. This was worse then he imagined. He almost wished his friend had just left. At least then Charles knew that he was alive. Anything was better then this!

Cain bent down and looked at the camera. "Asshole put up one hell of a fight. But in the end, I won!" He laughed

"Cain, why are you doing this!" He said to the TV screen. It was as if Cain knew the exact questions Charles would ask. "Your probably wondering why I'm doing this? Well let's just say paybacks a bitch isn't it?"

Cain tapped Erik on the cheek. "Erik! Wakey! Wakey! Say hi to Charles and everyone else!" The German slowly opened his grey-green eyes. He weakly glared at Cain and looked at the camera, his expression sad and painful. "He's been a good little boy, haven't you Erik?"

Erik looked at Cain and spit saliva and blood in his face, the other mutant got up and gave the metal bender a good hard kick in the side.

"Ahh!" Erik cried out in pain and curled into himself.

"Erik!" Charles' voice was hoarse and filled with so many emotions as he said his friends name. Cain grinned at the pain he caused Erik. "That's what you deserve for being rude." He told the older man as he walked out of frame.

Various noises could be heard. Erik attempted to get up and escape, but he just fell back onto the ground, now to weak to even lift his head up. It was then that Cain came back.

Cain yanked the helmet off of the German's head "So Mr. Lehnsherr? Any last words before I—" Click. Cain pointed a gun right at the German. "—Put a bullet through your skull?"

God. Oh god! No! Erik! Don't just lay there! Do something! He thought hoping Erik by some chance would hear his plea, and use his powers to stop the bullet from killing him or fling the gun from Cain's hand. But it was false hope, for his friend wasn't able to hear him, and he was far too weak to do so.

Erik with much difficulty lifted his head up and looked at the camera once again. His eyes held an overwhelming amount of fear in them, he didn't want to die, he was terrified of where he'd end up. He's made such horrible mistakes that the only two places he knew would greet him were Hell and Purgatory, none of them were good.

His grey-green eyes also held sadness above all else, tears fell out and down his cheeks. He smiled sadly "I'm sorry, Charles." He croaked out. Causing the telepath to wince at how his friend sounded. "Looks like I won't be coming home after all. I broke my promise...I'm sorry, brother... I'm sorry."

Charles vision blurred as tears fell down his face. "Erik— Erik!" Instinctively reaching out his hand toward Erik, wanting to help his friend. Tell him that everything was going to be okay. That he was going to save him. As he always has.

"Huh... I may vomit!" Cain gagged. As a sneer came a crossed his face. "Oh and Charlie?" He looked straight at them all, and then gestured toward the German as the screen went black. "He's not the only one I'm coming after."

BANG!

"ERIK!" Charles shouted, wanting to lung forward to do, something! Anything!

Then with a laugh from Cain the tape ended.

Silence. Stone cold silence filled the study as Charles looked at the black TV. His body began to shake, he put his head in his hands and cried. Nononononono! He repeated over and over again in his head. "Erik... Erik!" Not again! Not now! He felt arms wrap around him. Knowing it was Raven he tried not to push her away. For she was probably was in just as bad of condition, and felt the same way as he was.

"I'm sorry, Charles." The German had said. He was so scared. I've never seen that much fear in his eyes. All the memories he had of Erik came rushing back to him in that moment, and he cried all the harder. Why? Why was it always Erik? Why couldn't the world leave him in peace, leave us all in peace?

His heart felt heavy and it hurt. Then suddenly something inside him snapped right then and the pain and heaviness was replaced with a new emotion.

Anger. That was it, pure, raging, uncontrollable fury, which he hasn't felt in a long long time. When Erik left and did the things he did before he was arrested. Charles was never anger with him, he never hated him. He was hurt, felt betrayed. But never harbored this rage toward Erik. No, this emotion was directed toward Cain. This was his fault, not Charles' and especially not Erik's. This was all on Cain.

He lifted his head up from his hands. Raven gave him a concerned look as Charles turned his wheelchair around. "Hank." He said hoarsely. The scientist turned toward him, his eyes slightly red. "Professor?"

"Dig up all the info on Cain, where he's located, where he's staying, how he gets around, everything."

"Of course, but why sir?" Charles stopped just outside the door, tears still rolled down his face. He glanced back at his students, his friends. Jean was sobbing uncontrollably against Storm, who was comforting her as best she could, her eyes were slightly red, like Hanks. Alex was leaning against the wall with his elbow against it for support, his eyes closed, Scott mimicked his position.

Sean was trying and failing to help Pietro, who was, besides Charles, the worst out of them all. The teen speedster was on his knees clutching the knife that had the words 'Blood and Honor' curved in German on the blade, that his father had given to him on his birthday, as he cried and shook as much as Jean was. Cain cost Pietro a father. He thought now adding another thing to hate about his step-brother.

"Cain sent that tape to get revenge, to hurt me and us, he said he'd come for me. We need to be ready. We need to bring the fight to him... He killed Erik—" Charles choked on the name. Closing his eyes and then opened them as anger replaced the sadness there.

"As long as I live, he is going to pay!"


AN: *pulls out Captain America's shield, ready for to dodge the various bullets and object about to be thrown her way* Don't kill me please! Give this a chance, let it progress! So whatcha guys think?

Not only do we get a Badass!Charles but we get a BadassRevengeSeeking!Charles!

I hope you guys enjoyed this, it was a blast to write, Please leave a Review if you guys want me to continue this and I'll hopefully see you guys soon.