A groggy Pietro walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He saw his mother
sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee wide-awake.
"Good Morning.. hurry up and eat breakfast so we can hit the road."
Pietro stared at his mother curiously "Where exactly are we going Mom?" He said while reaching for a bowl.
She looked in to her cup of coffee as if the brew would answer her sons' question. She let a sigh escape her lips "We are going to go visit Charles Xavier."
"WHAT!?!" Pietro said flashing his piercing blue eyes
She was suddenly reminded of when he was a toddler and people would stop her to gush about what a beautiful child he was. Though at times he reminded her of his father it frightened her. She would be damned if her son would be anything like that man.
"I need him to do something for me." Magda said while watching her son move to sit at the table
"Mom he was like Dads enemy do you really think he wants me in his home?" Pietro said in an exasperated sigh
"Son he's not like that he is a very understanding kind man."
Pietro pushed his uneaten cereal away and grumbled "I don't know why I have to go. I mean make me do some stupid chores or whatever."
"Your going because I said so.. plus it is important you are there." She answered while her son gave her a strange look.
"Well I guess you aren't going to tell me why so I'll get my coat." Her son said while getting and going at super speed to get his article of clothing.
He was back before a blink of an eye with the ever-present cocky grin.
Please god don't let him hate me for what I am about to do to him. It's for his own good! Magda thought to herself while giving her son a small smile.
They had been in the car for three hours but it felt like years to the teenage speedster. He kept fidgeting. He knew he was annoying his mother. His dad would have smacked the shit out of him by now. Anything that made his dad angry usually ended with some kind of violence.
He was staring blankly out the window when he saw this father and son walking. The father stopped and crouched down to the childs level. He suddenly remembered when he was a child. It was the day their mother took Wanda and left him.
Pietro came running out of the elementary school looking for his sister. He scanned the front of the school he didn't see his mom or sister anywhere. Stupid Ms. Lewis had made him stay after class. All because he hit that dumb girl Julie in the back of the head. Mommy had told him that it was important that he came out right away. He started getting scared.
He went to one of the stone benches and sat down. That's where he sat till an hour later when some teacher said his dad was on his way. He got scared he hated being alone with his father. He was always so mean to him. His fathers big black car came pulling to a screeching halt in front of the school. Pietro started walking toward him. His father got out of the car and slammed the door. He strode over to the child furiously.
"Where's your sister?" Erik yelled at the small boy
Pietro felt his eyes water he tried to push it away "I dunno"
"Get in the car." The older man yelled at the frightened boy
Pietro did budge "I want Mommy." He whispered
Erik glared at the boy. He crouched down to his level and gripped his sons' shoulder shaking him while he spoke "Well obviously she didn't want you. She wanted your sister and I really can't blame her."
His life had been hell just thinking about his father made him angry.
"Were here!" Magda said snapping him back to reality.
Pietro gave a sigh and got out of the car looking at the expansive mansion. Thinking silently and wondering why his mother wanted him here and why she looked so guilty.
"Good Morning.. hurry up and eat breakfast so we can hit the road."
Pietro stared at his mother curiously "Where exactly are we going Mom?" He said while reaching for a bowl.
She looked in to her cup of coffee as if the brew would answer her sons' question. She let a sigh escape her lips "We are going to go visit Charles Xavier."
"WHAT!?!" Pietro said flashing his piercing blue eyes
She was suddenly reminded of when he was a toddler and people would stop her to gush about what a beautiful child he was. Though at times he reminded her of his father it frightened her. She would be damned if her son would be anything like that man.
"I need him to do something for me." Magda said while watching her son move to sit at the table
"Mom he was like Dads enemy do you really think he wants me in his home?" Pietro said in an exasperated sigh
"Son he's not like that he is a very understanding kind man."
Pietro pushed his uneaten cereal away and grumbled "I don't know why I have to go. I mean make me do some stupid chores or whatever."
"Your going because I said so.. plus it is important you are there." She answered while her son gave her a strange look.
"Well I guess you aren't going to tell me why so I'll get my coat." Her son said while getting and going at super speed to get his article of clothing.
He was back before a blink of an eye with the ever-present cocky grin.
Please god don't let him hate me for what I am about to do to him. It's for his own good! Magda thought to herself while giving her son a small smile.
They had been in the car for three hours but it felt like years to the teenage speedster. He kept fidgeting. He knew he was annoying his mother. His dad would have smacked the shit out of him by now. Anything that made his dad angry usually ended with some kind of violence.
He was staring blankly out the window when he saw this father and son walking. The father stopped and crouched down to the childs level. He suddenly remembered when he was a child. It was the day their mother took Wanda and left him.
Pietro came running out of the elementary school looking for his sister. He scanned the front of the school he didn't see his mom or sister anywhere. Stupid Ms. Lewis had made him stay after class. All because he hit that dumb girl Julie in the back of the head. Mommy had told him that it was important that he came out right away. He started getting scared.
He went to one of the stone benches and sat down. That's where he sat till an hour later when some teacher said his dad was on his way. He got scared he hated being alone with his father. He was always so mean to him. His fathers big black car came pulling to a screeching halt in front of the school. Pietro started walking toward him. His father got out of the car and slammed the door. He strode over to the child furiously.
"Where's your sister?" Erik yelled at the small boy
Pietro felt his eyes water he tried to push it away "I dunno"
"Get in the car." The older man yelled at the frightened boy
Pietro did budge "I want Mommy." He whispered
Erik glared at the boy. He crouched down to his level and gripped his sons' shoulder shaking him while he spoke "Well obviously she didn't want you. She wanted your sister and I really can't blame her."
His life had been hell just thinking about his father made him angry.
"Were here!" Magda said snapping him back to reality.
Pietro gave a sigh and got out of the car looking at the expansive mansion. Thinking silently and wondering why his mother wanted him here and why she looked so guilty.