Imasmurf93: Hi welcome back, I'm glad you decided to carry on reading, well we left just after Magneto was told that his son Pietro would be beaten by L…

Tabitha: Hey! Can't you take a hint? We're telling this story, now shove off!

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Tabitha: Sorry about that guys, well, let's go straight back to the story…

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"What!" Magneto yelled in frustration. Metallic objects were being thrown around the room.

"That child will be greater than mine? Well, that child has no need in living then…"

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Charles woke up In the middle of the night.

"Mystique!" He woke up the woman in the bed next to him.

"I've just had a vision! Magneto is going to try and kill Lance!"

Mystique opened her mouth in shock and then looked at her baby, who was lying in a cot next to the bed.

"We can't protect him. Magneto is too powerful." Charles said to her. "It's either give him away, or let him be killed."

The next day, Mystique knocked on the door of a man and woman, they had been speaking of wanting a child for so long. She placed a note next to him and ran off.

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Jean: Magneto's plan to kill Lance was now over. Charles and Mystique decided it was best to forget about him, to prevent heartache and sorrow. They split up a few months later, due to many differences. Not thinking that seventeen years later, they would be moral enemies.

Young Lance was normal now
His parent's thought they'd done the right thing -- mm
He still retained that earth quaking power -- oh
And was leading a normal life -- tell it, girl
But what they didn't know -- ooh, ooh, ooh
Was that the people were mean -- ooh
They'd often beat that precious baby
Social services found him soon

But Magneto's plan

Was rumbled and Lance was safe

He soon got his powers under control
And that's the gospel truth
The gospel truth

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"Yo Lance! Slow down!" Toad cried as they zoomed full speed down the hill. Lance and Pietro whooped and cheered as they drove at full speed. Fred and Todd cowered and covered their eyes.

He screeched to a halt when they reached the school. They all got out.

"No, No, No!" Principal Kelly shouted, walking towards them. "I told you that if you insisted on driving here! You do it safely Mr. Alvers!" Lance scoffed and walked past him.

"Don't forget your meeting with Miss Faux today Mr. Alvers!" Principal Kelly called after him.

"Miss Faux?" Fred Asked curiously.

"Social worker from back home. She said she had something to tell me." Lance replied. His first lesson was Gym. He hated gym, he was always the one picked last. Not because he wasn't much good at sport, on the contrary, Lance was well known for being rather sporty. But because of his also well known mutant powers.

They were playing ultimate Frisbee.

"Heads up!" Duncan yelled as the Frisbee flew towards Lance. He caught it.

"Hey, Johnson told me to team up with you guys." Lance told him, handing him the Frisbee.

"Ooh, sorry Lance, but we've already got five…and we have to keep it an even number." Duncan replied, fairly politely.

Lance thought for a second, there was something wrong with that statement.

"Five isn't an even num…" Lance stated but was too late; Duncan and his friends had already walked off.

"What a geek." He heard them say.

"Destructo boy!"

He chose to ignore them, Principal Kelly had warned him, any more of using his powers and he was expelled. Even though the names hurt him, he wished that for once, he wasn't just seen as a troublemaker, but as a hero.

I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a great, warm welcome will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face
And a voice keeps sayin' this is where I'm meant to be
I will find my way
I can go the distance
I'll be there someday
If I can be strong
I know every mile
Will be worth my while
I would go most anywhere to feel like I belong

He looked at his watch. He was late for his meeting with Miss Faux.

She beamed widely as he walked in. The light from the window reflecting onto her glasses, covering up her green eyes.

"Hello Lance, It's been a while since we've seen each other. My, how you've grown. And Principal Kelly tells me that you're driving now?" She said, in a tone in which people would use to address a five year old.

"With all due respect Miss Faux, I'm not a kid any more, so you don't have to talk to me like I'm retarded or something." Lance growled as politely as he could. Miss Faux just grinned and nodded.

"I came to speak to you about your parents, I think that now, you're old enough to know…"

Lance sat down and listened inquisitively, nobody had ever told him about his parents. All he remembered was regular beatings and loud shouting.

"They weren't my real parents?" Lance asked, after Miss Faux had explained a lot to him.

"We only know that you're past comes behind this letter." Miss faux said, handing it to him.

This is Lance,

We can no longer keep him and he may be in grave danger if found.

Please take care of him and treat him as your own.

Thank you,

Signed, Professor X,

"Professor X?" Lance read, his eyes widening. "He'll know about my real parents?"

Miss Faux nodded.

"I can help you find him if you…"

"No, I can manage, thanks." Lance interrupted her, he stood up and walked out of the door, out of the school.

He had to know. He got into his jeep and drove up towards the Xmen institute.

I am on my way
I can go the distance
I don't care how far
Somehow I'll be strong
I know every mile
Will be worth my while
I would go most everywhere to find where I belong.

He knocked on the door and it opened. Nobody was behind it. Remembering from when he joined the Xmen, he made his way over to Professor Xavier's room and knocked on the door. He opened when he heard the two words. "Come in."

"Hello Lance." Professor Xavier said, looking out of his window. "Please, come in."

Lance stepped inside and closed the door.

"Is there anything I can help you with Lance?" He asked.

"I hope so." Lance replied, walking over to the desk in front of the Professor and placing the letter on it.

The professor gazed at it for a moment, as if waiting for it to do something. Then he sighed and turned to face Lance.

"Well, I suppose you're old enough now to know the truth." He sighed. "Son."

"Son?" Lance replied, taken aback by these words.

The Professor chuckled quietly. "I can actually see the resemblance, you have your mother's nose, and my mouth."

Lance touched his nose and mouth, as If checking they were still attached.

"My mother?" He asked quietly.

"Mystique." Professor X answered him.

"This is just weird." Lance backed away.

"I know, but I'm afraid it's true. Why do you think that we are both so soft on you?"

"Well, why did you give me away? Didn't you want me?" Lance asked, hurt.

"Of course we did Lance, your mother and I loved you with all our hearts. But Magneto planned to kill you, we couldn't defend you, so we had to give you away."

"I went through hell back then! I was like their living ash tray!" Lance began to get angry, he showed the professor a scar of a cigarette burn on his shoulder.

"My mind told me that they were good people Lance, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I didn't even think of checking on how you were settling with them, because I thought it would be too hard for me to see you happy with another family." The Professor replied, coming closer to the desk.

Lance looked up at him and saw true sympathy and regret in his eyes.

"If Magneto wanted to kill me, why hasn't he done it while I was at the brotherhood?"

"I've been trying to find that out for years Lance, I have a feeling that he's going to bring Pietro into it. Just be careful, don't count on your friends too much."

Lance thought for a moment, then smiled at Professor Xavier.

"Well, I guess that now I know you're my father, I can come and live here with you now? Give the Xmen another shot?" He asked hopefully.

"Lance, you know as well as I, I can only allow mutants to live here if they prove themselves as a hero. Since you have never done so…"

"I saved people in that train accident."

"Yes, but you did it for your own sake Lance. You have to show that you can do selfless deeds." The professor sighed. "Find Nightcrawler in Grmany, he no longer lives in this institute after he left to train other mutants. He will help you become a hero."

Lance nodded in acknowledgement. "Find Nightcrawler, got it!" He said, beginning to walk out of the door.

"Hold your horses Lance!" Professor told him. "Oh, that reminds me, open this window for me."

Lance did so and Professor X whistled and rubbed the temples of his head. A neigh could be heard and a white stallion flew into the room. It had wings the size of Lance himself, and an electric blue mane.

"You probably don't remember Pegasus, but you two go way back son!" Professor smiled as the horse landed next to Lance and the two bonded almost instantly.

"He's a magnificent horse, with the brain of an eagle."

Lance jumped onto Pegasus' back. "I'll find Nightcrawler, and become a true hero."

"That's the spirit! Good luck son!" Professor smiled as Pegasus and Lance flew out of the room.

"I won't let you down father!" Lance called to him.

I will beat the odds
I can go the distance
I will face the world
Fearless, proud and strong
I will please the my dad
I can go the distance
Till I find my hero's welcome right where I belong…

Author's note: I know it may be a little OTT for Lance to have a flying horse, but in my opinion, there is no Hercules film without Pegasus, he's just amazing.

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