Hi guys, It's my first fic about X-men, I hope you will like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men: Days of future past or the characters except Mia Rogers


After Quicksilver took care of the guards, the three men remained speechless facing what Quicksilver had done in the space of nano seconds. Pietro was proudly waiting for them at the exit of the room with an amused look. Charles walked toward Pietro and Erik looked suspiciously at Logan, then both followed Charles in stride, but Logan stopped. He froze and listened.

"Guys, we need to go," Charles called outside the room.

"What? What is happening?" Pietro asked, it was a godsend to be able to steal from the Pentagon and he wanted this day not to end. He smiled at how Logan closed his eyes. Erik said nothing, just looked at him curiously.

"What the hell are you still doing here?" Charles bolted into the room where the water was still dripping from the ceiling.

Logan suddenly opened his eyes, "I hear something ... someone ... Don't you hear that?" he asked Charles. Erik turned to him and Charles looked away.

"Logan, we need to go, NOW."

"This is a person... a mutant. She is also imprisoned here. I can hear her low whisper," Logan growled.

"A girl? Cool!" Pietro said and disappeared, in seconds he was back in the big kitchen anew, "She's 5 floors down, we must save her." He smiled.

"We need a plan, there will be guards," Charles said softly and ran a hand through his wet hair, "Okay... Pietro and Logan take care of the guards and I'll sneak in to help her."

"You are helpless without your powers, Professor. You will not succeed," Logan said harshly. The words stung him like acid. He knew he should have stopped the injections but the feeling of walking comforted him after all that he had lost.

"I can help-" Erik said, but Charles cut him off.

"No! No killing!"

"I will not kill if you want, I could only hurt ... a bit."

The Professor squinted toward Erik, not believing a word he had said.

"I gave my word and I will keep it, Charles," Erik said, looking into his eyes. The two men fought by their gazes when Logan cleared his throat.

"She is continuing to beg," Logan frowned.

"What she is saying?" Pietro asked curiously.

"Help," Logan almost groaned.


Mia was scared, she was shaking. Her cage was similar to that of Erik; white walls, white furniture and a white dress. She was dressed in a tank top and linen trousers. The difference between her and Erik's cell was that hers was filled with water. Mia was immersed in a large, completely clear watery surface. The calm of her imprisonment, to which she was accustomed for years, was disturbed by cries and shots. She was beginning to panic as the sounds came closer.

The three guards in her rooms that were past masters in the art of silence, were now excited. They unsheathed their weapons and feverishly waited for the intruders to land in the room.

Everything happened so fast she did not have time to blink her eyes. The guards were sprawled on the floor and left unconscious. Mia gasped in fear, four men were now in her room and watched her like a rare animal in a cage.

"Wow, that's weird." Peter knocked on the transparent glass cell, "We came to save you," he smiled.

Pietro was weird with his white hair but the other men fascinated her too. Mia was in a water cell, she seemed not to pay attention to this. She seemed perfectly at ease. Her brown hair with golden reflections floated around her sweet face. She was standing in the pool of water and her eyes were those of a frightened person. Her clothes did not leave much to the imagination. They were white but light and you could see her honey colored body in a very descriptive way through her clothes.

Erik swallowed hard, Logan frowned, as was his habit, and Charles was fascinated.

Pietro knocked on the glass and Mia gasped.

"Damn it, wait a minute. She is scared." Charles raised his hand to tell him to calm down.

"We must go," Logan growled, "they are getting closer."

The woman gracefully swam to the side of the pane where Pietro was and put her hands flat on the glass. She closed her eyes and began moving her lips as if to speak.

"Help..." her voice echoed in the room, her voice was simply mesmerizing. The men in the room felt an incomprehensible attraction towards her. "Help me please," she begged, eyes pleading.

Charles was the first to get out of his trance. "Could you survive without water?" he asked and she nodded. "Pietro?" He turned to the youth with silver hair who nodded and put his hands on the glass. He used his speed to break the glass as he did previously.

"It will get wet!" Pietro smiled.

When the glass broke, water spilled into the room in a torrent. The four men were bombarded by water until the water flowed through the door. They were panting and coughing, wet to the bone and they all felt a chill. The water in which the woman was immersed was horribly cold as that of a frozen lake.

Erik looked up, the woman was lying right in front of him and her hair hid her face.

"Professor! We need to go right now if you do not want to face an army," Logan shouted.

Erik quickly got on his knees before the woman. She was unconscious for a reason that Charles did not know yet. But he was ecstatic to know. At this time he regretted not having his powers.

"Erik?" Charles called.

He rebounded, put an arm under her knees and another on her back and carried her like a fireman. She moved in his arms and clung instinctively to the straps holding the Erik's prison suit. Charles passed behind him and watched the woman in his arms for a few seconds before turning to the corridor where guards came running. He sighed.

"I really love this day," Pietro laughed and put his glasses back and then began to run in a speed that was normally impossible.


After thanking Peter for his help, Charles and Hank returned to the private jet. Logan and Erik were already seated waiting for them. Mia was lying on the leather sofa with white clothes that had already dried. She had not woken up since they came out of the Pentagon. Erik had changed into a blue shirt and maroon pants. He stared at her sleeping form, waiting for her to wake up. He had not yet met a mutant able to hold water as its natural habitat and was eager to know what powers she had and why she was imprisoned in the Pentagon like him.

He didn't even know there was an another mutant locked in the fortified building. Erik was accused of killing the President. A fairly serious crime to justify his incarceration in Pentagon, so what had she done that was so special for her to be locked in with bodyguards?

While he has watched her sleep, he thought about several questions, trying to omit the fact that she had an angelic beauty. Her hair, now completely curly, ranged as sunlight around her face, her features were fine and feminine, her body quite small and thin, but she had advantageous shapes that loomed under her white clothes. Her hands were equally slim with long, milky nails. She gently breathed through her mouth, her chapped lips were slightly open. She was lying on her back with bent legs.

"Why do you stare her like that? Do you want to eat her or something?" Logan asked, taking a breath from his cigar.

"I'm not as used to eating people, it'll be more up your alley I think," he coldly replied without taking his eyes from her. Logan raised an eyebrow and took another puff of his cigar.

"Hasn't she woken up yet?" Charles asked, sitting down.

"No," Logan replied.

"She must be special to be locked in the Pentagon."

"Too bad you don't have your powers to know more about her," Erik turned to him. Charles frowned. His grip on the armrest clung to a point where his fingers turned white. The two men looked at each other with a scowl, the tension was palpable. Logan's gaze flickered between the two men, thinking about how they were close in the future. Those two were destined to be best friends and they did not know it yet. Logan shook his head and took another breath of his cigar.

When everyone was seated, Hank was situated in the cockpit, and the aircraft flew off. The tension between the two men led them to compete during the flight. Erik stood up and shouted the names of all the dead mutants he knew. His pain and his rage led to release his power that made the plane wobble in flight. Erik had much bitterness at Charles, thinking all his companions died when Charles was hiding in his house, put him in a unconditional rage. The hull of the aircraft withered at every name of mutants missing he cited.

"You abandoned us all," Erik shouted while Charles was thrown to the ground. Logan was ready to intervene when Erik's look fell on the woman before the couch. She gasped in fear and Erik looked at her confusedly. Charles stood up and walked to another room of the private jet and closed the door behind him.

Logan sighed and sat back. "Take care of her" he said, smoking his cigar, "I am not a babysitter."

Mia bit her lower lip and looked down. Erik walked towards her but she raised her hand abruptly, palm out. Erik stopped immediately.

"We freed you from your cell, do you remember?"

She nodded.

"We are mutants like you, we will not hurt you. I'm Erik Lehnsherr and the man there is Logan."

She said nothing, she kept her head down.

"What's your name?"

She raised her head and looked into his blue eyes. Mia found them extremely beautiful. He exuded confidence and power. She looked down at her clothes and frowned.

"Um, can I have other clothes?"

Erik smiled. "Absolutely, when Charles will emerge from the bathroom, you can change," he said then went to sit again. "You have nothing to fear, really. Please sit down."

"I am on a plane with strangers and you're telling me I have nothing to fear?" She narrowed her eyes and sat quietly on the comfortable sofa.

"Yes." Charles said when entering the room. "We are mutants like you and we wish you no harm." He sat in front of Erik without looking at him. Mia didn't believe him, absolutely, but nodded anyway.

"Can I change my clothes ... now?"

"Of course, but there are no clothes for a lady and-"

"It does not matter," she rose quickly and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

"Your powers have really served us right now." Erik told Charles but he didn't answer.


One day later

Mia woke up in a hotel room, on an especially soft bed. She groaned, sitting down. She felt ill and dehydrated. She needed water or any liquid. She got up and saw a door to her right, she prayed that it would be the bathroom. She desperately needed a shower and brush her teeth. She still had the taste of bread with peanut butter that the guards had given her the day before, in her mouth. Mia quickly walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She stood before the mirror and gasped. She had not looked in a mirror since she had been captured, which means 5 years. she had grown up since the time, her face and her body had become that of a woman but she felt ugly. Her body was very thin almost skinny, due to the dry food they given her. Although she had the right to be immersed in water once a month for an hour, it was not enough for her. The water was her element, her source of life. She needed more to be healthy but these people did not want her to be healthy. They just wanted to keep her alive for experimentation.

Mia wanted to cry but she held it in, she needed to save as much water as possible in her. She opened the tap and the water began to flow, she smiled gently and tear of happiness escaped her. She closed her eyes and ran her hand under the warm spray and sighed of joy. Dark circles under her eyes faded, her pale came back to her normal skin color and her lips became rosier and her pupils took a light brown color. She opened her eyes and smiled at her reflection. She felt much better, but she still needed more. Mia began by brushing teeth and went to the toilet. Then she filled the tub and began to undress.

She removed the man's shirt and the pants she wore. She entered the warm water that filled the big tub, she completely went into the water and then closed her eyes.

The hours passed and Mia was still in the bath. She could be immersed for more than one hour. It was as if she was taking a full bottle of vitamins, water was a source of strength for her and even more but she had not yet mastered her powers.

After leaving Hank in the fountain, held in place by metal bars, Erik got into a car and drove to a shop to get a viewer for slides. Then he drove to the hotel where he was staying. He had forgotten that the woman they had found at the Capitol remained in his room.

During the flight to Paris, Mia was low again and fell asleep. Erik had carried her again to put her in a hotel room. Charles had paid for a stay of one month in case they would not return to the hotel. The situation was too complicated to take her with them even though he knew nothing of her and her powers, so they left her in that hotel room and they went off to find Raven, except that Erik had other plans, he did not want to stop her but to kill her. His plan failed but he did not feel defeated.

He parked in the hotel parking lot and got into the elevator. Erik was thinking of a plan, twirling the negatives film with his fingers. When the ping of the elevator sounded, he walked up to his room and opened the door without using the key. Erik closed the door and he surveyed the room before sitting on the bed, pouting.

Erik huffed and put his hands on his face. He felt a sharp sting in the back of his head, he put a finger on the origin of pain and looked back to his finger full of blood. He clenched his fist when he felt a pain in his head. Erik decided that a shower would be nice. He began to rip off his clothes without worrying where he threw them. He went into the bathroom, naked. There was a large tub far from the door and a luxurious shower near it. At least Charles had done something to his advantage today. He stopped in front of the mirror and held the edge of the sink with both hands. Erik looked in the mirror for a few seconds. Cold eyes, lips tight, smooth hair disheveled, Erik was angry that his plan had failed, but he was already thinking about a new, more radical one that involved the US President. He was lost in his thoughts when Mia slowly emerged from the water. Erik turned his head toward her, Mia sat in the tub, smoothing her hair behind her head.

"You are still here," he said as a question, Mia jumped with fear and began to pant.

"I ... I didn't know that, I must go ... I am sorry," she said, hiding her breasts. Erik straightened and she turned her head, "I'm leaving," she said, blushing and Erik smiled a little.

"You don't need to, Charles paid this room for a month. You have the choice to stay or go," Erik said, walking to the shower, "he left his address card on the bedside table in case you want to go back to become a member of his team. In my opinion, I think it would be a waste but feel free to do what you want." He stepped into the shower and opened the tap. Mia was still shocked that he spoke with her with much indifference. She rose quickly and put a towel around her body and rushed out of the bathroom.

It was already dark outside and the room was dimly lit. Mia paced the room to the closet to find something descent to wear. Unfortunately, all she found was white bathrobes. She put her head on the wood of the cabinet in defeat.

"What am I supposed to do now?" She sighed. Mia had no clothes to wear, no money, no ID, no family, no life. She took a bathrobe and wore it. Mia wrung her hair with the towel and sat on the bed next to the nightstand. She took Charles' address card and read the inscription. "Charles Xavier ..."

"Still here... again," Erik came into the room with a towel around his waist. She immediately blushed at the sight of a man so bare. "I still don't know what your powers are, why don't you use them?"

"I don't want to," she said quickly. Mia had spent 5 years in prison because of them and didn't want to use them.

"Why?"

"I don't want to, that's all. Will you force me to show you, like them?"

"No," he stepped forward and Mia swallowed.

"I can go if you want... but I just don't have money to live, I don't know how to get some," she said sheepishly. Erik walked to his pants and took out his wallet. He pulled out several $100 bills and dropped his pants. He walked toward her and handed her the money.

"It will be enough to begin a life here."

"Here?," She bit her lower lip, "Where are we? Are we still in Washington?"

He smiled and put the money on the bed.

"We are in France." He turned away from her and went to sit on the desk where the slide viewer was.

"France?" She repeated, confused. "Is that a town?"

He laughed without turning, "A country, Charles' school is in America. You must have a passport to travel." The film entered the machine and the wheels began to turn. The main light shut off and the images began to play on the wall. Mia saw a sewing needle wound behind his head. She thought she wasn't well but the objects moved without any help. Mia rose, intrigued by the moving object.

"What is that?" she asked softly, standing behind Erik.

"War machines created to kill the mutants."

"Kill mutants? Why?"

Erik got up from the chair and turned to her. He was tall, taller than she, he surpassed her by several inches. He stood in front of her, he towered over her and she did not move.

"Because the humans want to kill us all. We are vermin to them, they are vermin to us. Humans want war, they want to destroy us."

"No ... Not all humans are like that."

"THEY ARE ALL LIKE THAT!" He screamed and she jumped with fear, "That's why they created these machines. They want to start a war against the mutants, I'll finish it before it even starts. I'll kill them all."

"But ... No ... No don't kill people, it will make thing worse. They will hate us more after that."

Erik grabbed her arm, "They hate us already, you should be okay with me! You're a mutant. They imprisoned you maybe for years, all because you are a mutant. I am sure they tortured you, all because you are a mutant. Don't you see that we must stop them, we must defend our cause? We must show them that we are more more powerful than them. They must be afraid of us."

"Let me go!" Her brown eyes became crystal blue.

"You should help me, you're a mutant! You should fight for our cause." Mia shook her head frantically with her eyes closed, he wanted to continue talking but she began to cry, but it was strange, her tears didn't flow down her cheeks but the drops rose and flew.

While Mia gasped Erik looked a tear that flew upward. The tears lifted again and again to the ceiling. Erik dropped her arm hastily. The ceiling was filled with water, weightless. It was like a pool, but on the ceiling. Erik looked down at the woman before him. He swallowed hard and put a hand on her cheek.

"What's your name?"

She opened her clear blue eyes completely, "My name is Mia Rogers."

"You can control water."

"Yes..." she said and Erik smiled.

"Herrlich!"


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