Part VI

Thursday 19 September 1963

Charles Xavier was in a little sleepy neighbourhood in Brunswick New Jersey. He was looking for the last of the mutants that he had detected but hadn't contacted yet, one Robert Drake. He was in front of the Drake family home but there was one small problem, there were three little steps that prevented him from knocking on the door. Perhaps in the future he should send someone more able bodied to do the recruiting, because he could see that he would face more situations like this.

Suddenly a car pulled up into the Drake driveway. Man got out of the car and slammed the door; he walked up to the front door, muttering all the way. As he reached the door he noticed the well-dressed, bald man in a wheelchair.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Are you William Drake?" Professor Xavier asked.

"Yes I am," the man answered wearily.

"I wish to invite your son to an exclusive school that I am setting up," Xavier told Mr Drake.

"I'll have to ask Ronald to see if he wants to go," Mr Drake told Xavier.

"I meant your other son, Robert," Xavier corrected Mr Drake. Xavier noticed the name of his younger son seemed to upset Mr Drake.

"I threw his mutie arse onto the street," Mr Drake growled.

"I'm sorry I have disturbed you, Mr Drake," Xavier said as he headed back to his car.

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Friday 20 September 1963

Charles Xavier signed as he disconnected from Cerebro, he had been trying to locate Robert Drake for over an hour. Robert was currently hitchhiking; he would have to wait fro Robert to stop moving before he would try to recruit him.

Charles Xavier quickly left the room that house cerebro and went into his bedroom. He was only supposed to use cerebro for half and hour, 45 minutes at the most and now he had a shocking headache. He managed to lift himself onto his bed and he laid down, intending to take a short nap.