{"id":11830,"date":"2018-10-07T08:00:58","date_gmt":"2018-10-07T15:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/?p=11830"},"modified":"2018-10-06T12:47:04","modified_gmt":"2018-10-06T19:47:04","slug":"the-return-of-afternoon-fic-save-the-mutant-save-the-world-part-14","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/the-return-of-afternoon-fic-save-the-mutant-save-the-world-part-14\/","title":{"rendered":"The Return of Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part 14)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Yes, I do realize it’s not afternoon, but figured this was a good day to post the next segment of the Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World. \u00a0As to get it back onto it’s normalish schedule.<\/p>\n

PS: *hands tissues* *runs away*<\/p>\n

Part One<\/a><\/p>\n

Part Thirteen<\/a><\/p>\n

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Logan had never been in Cerebro. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The Professor had refused to allow anyone in, but Hank. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Even Mystique didn’t get inside the room.<\/span><\/p>\n

He stood watching as the lights filled the room, first all the specs were white, and then they slowly turning to red. \u00a0“Are these Mutants?”<\/span><\/p>\n

“Yes.” \u00a0Charles answered with awe in his voice. \u00a0“Each year there are more, some born, some manifesting. \u00a0All beautiful. I’ve reached out to those seeking something, to get them to come to the school. \u00a0But times are rough. No one trusts anyone, especially after many disappeared. It was warming to discover how many parents, friends – humans who were concerned for their unique family members. \u00a0It was also terrifying to find out how many sold them.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Logan looked at the vast amount, wanting to reach out and touch.<\/span><\/p>\n

He had watched as his people had been wiped out. \u00a0First by mobs, then the camps, and lastly hunted to eradication by the Sentinels. <\/span><\/p>\n

“Can you focus on one?” He asked distracted by everything.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Yes.” \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Charles focused on Raven, knowing exactly what her mind felt like. \u00a0He found her sitting in the airport.<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

He divided into the woman next her. <\/span>\u00a0‘You can’t do this.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Raven snarled at him. “Stop it Charles.” \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She got up and left only to run into someone else, who took her arm. <\/span>‘It isn’t the way. \u00a0There is more going on that just your revenge.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

“This is about what he’s done to our people!” \u00a0She yanked her arm away, only to turn around and see Charles standing in front of her. \u00a0She startled slightly, it was a showcase of power she wasn’t used to seeing from him. “I’m doing this Charles! You and your lapdog can’t stop me.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘So it doesn’t matter to you, that the future your creating will kill your son.’ \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

She gasped at him. \u00a0“I’m doing this for him.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘No you’re doing this out of hatred and self-righteousness. \u00a0Believe me I’m familiar with it.’ <\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“Get out of my head Charles.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘I will stop you.’ <\/span><\/i>\u00a0He stood firm. \u00a0<\/span>‘I know you think I’m weak. \u00a0That you think Erik weak. That our relationship is wrong, but you forget how powerful both of us are.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

“So you would harm me to save a human!” She hissed. \u00a0Her anger tangible in the air.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘I would do what I have to, to save the world.’ <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

She stood staring at an empty void, for once not sure what to think of her brother.<\/span><\/p>\n

Charles pulled off the helmet and set it down on the console. \u00a0He leaned forward, thighs resting against the edge, as he bit back the frustration. \u00a0He wanted to scream, cry and throw an epic tantrum.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Chuck.”<\/span><\/p>\n

He turned around wiping the tears off his cheeks with the back of his hand. \u00a0“Logan\u2026” He paused not even sure what to say. Instead he found himself sitting on the floor, cross legged, sulking like a child. \u00a0It was a good thing Erik wasn’t here, he could hear him easily.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘Liebling you’re being an idiot. Get up, wash your face and move on.’<\/span><\/p>\n

<<You are being an idiot.>><\/span><\/p>\n

Charles’ eyes shifted, sometimes he forgot how open he was to Erik. \u00a0<<Oh do shut up.>><\/span><\/p>\n

<<When your done, come upstairs the kids are planning things, and I just want to say this isn’t my fault, I blame you and, well this time Hank, entirely.>><\/span><\/p>\n

<<They get it from their father.>><\/span><\/p>\n

<<Fuck you.>><\/span><\/p>\n

<<Later.>> <\/span><\/p>\n

Charles was a bit shocked to see Logan sitting in front of him. \u00a0He didn’t hesitate, because if he did \u2026 he would run and not see what the future held.<\/span><\/p>\n

He blinked a few times, looking at a beautiful ceiling, it was rich with color and expression. \u00a0Titling his head sideways he saw Mystique looking exactly as he had seen her moments ago. He didn’t recognize the kid next to her, or the one at his head. \u00a0Though he figured from Logan’s description it was Bobby and Kitty.<\/span><\/p>\n

He sat up, flipped his legs around and stood. <\/span><\/p>\n

Getting a good look at himself in the future. \u00a0He aged well despite the stress, the jaw line was harder, more pronounced. \u00a0His body was in fit shape, but then that wasn’t surprising considering what Logan had described. \u00a0The black X-Men uniform looked menacing in contrast to his paler skin. <\/span><\/p>\n

What the hell happened to his hair?!<\/span><\/p>\n

Beast was standing behind him fiddling with a small object in his hand. \u00a0Charles gasped when he realized it was the Star of David, Erik had made out of the coin that killed Shaw. \u00a0Even after all these years, Hank kept it.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘Well if it isn’t me when I still had hope.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“And hair.” \u00a0Charles smirked at his olderself. \u00a0“I would think to blame Erik, but I have a feeling it’s more than that.”<\/span><\/p>\n

The older Charles’ smile was brittle. ‘I think he would’ve liked me bald.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“The jokes alone would have made it worth it.” \u00a0He settled next to himself. “What happened to us? \u00a0How did I lose all hope?”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘Beast and Mystique would tell you it was when I lost Erik, and you know it took a huge chunk. I knew he would want me to keep the school going, not lose sight of what we were doing. \u00a0Maybe it was naive of me, but then I never hid that from him.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“Yet?”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘I lost everyone. \u00a0Not just Erik, and with each death I lost more hope. \u00a0Until it was gone.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“What happened?” <\/span><\/p>\n

‘Do you really want to know?’ <\/span><\/p>\n

“Yes. \u00a0To stop this. \u00a0It’s why you sent Logan to me, right. To stop this? Or was it to just save Erik?”<\/span><\/p>\n

Older Charles snorted. \u00a0‘Selfishly fixing this fuck up would save Erik, so yes I took the opportunity. \u00a0But I also knew we had to stop this, because what use is saving Erik if we destroy the planet. \u00a0So in theory \u2026 Save the Mutant Save the World.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“Tell me.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘The Sentinels as you know were created because of Mystique. \u00a0Except they didn’t show up until the 80’s. They hadn’t released them until there were more studies, more information, more mutants. \u00a0The government was also getting pissed at the Brotherhood who was destroying labs and their research left and right. So they tested his Sentinels by sending them to the school.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“How did they find out about the school?” The implications alone was enough to think about better security.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘Captured one of our students, who told him everything to make the pain stop. \u00a0I never blamed him, he was barely fifteen years old.’ Charles closed his eyes, almost as if reliving the moment. \u00a0‘There were five of them. Erik’s procedures went straight into effect. Hank and I, along with Darwin got the kids out. \u00a0Alex, always Erik’s second, stood ready to defend. Azazel showed up, ready to grab them if need be. I never knew what happened. \u00a0The next day we came back, found the sentinels ripped apart, scattered across the school. In the midst was Alex, dying from burn marks, so similar to his own plasma blasts. \u00a0It was his dying breath he told us that there was one Sentinel that was made of plastic, it took Erik and Azazel. But what was more disturbing \u2026 one of the Sentinels adapted to Alex’s mutation and shot him with his own blasts.’<\/span><\/p>\n

Charles let the tears fall.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘We buried him next to the markers for Angel and Janus, who we had lost early in the war, some of Trasks first victims.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“Unfortunately we weren’t able to stop that.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘I didn’t think you would. \u00a0They are the catalyst to Raven’s revenge, \u00a0somethings are meant to happen.’ <\/span><\/p>\n

“There is no way we sat back and let them have Erik.” <\/span><\/p>\n

‘No we didn’t.’ \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The sorrow in his eyes, made Charles want to run away. \u00a0He wasn’t sure he wanted to hear how he lost Erik, especially as he was going to make sure that didn’t happen. \u00a0“Tell me.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘When we told Emma, she went into a rage, set out personally to find both men. \u00a0Six months later she disappeared. A few weeks after that Mystique showed up at the school with a few leads, most of them panned out to labs and factories that were closed.’ \u00a0\u00a0He paused for a few seconds, trying to compose himself. ‘It was Darwin who found the clue, that led us directly to the lab.’<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Charles wiped the minds of the guards as they stormed the facility. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Beast tossed the remaining. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He ordered them to spread out.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

If they found any Mutants help them. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

If they found any scientists get as much information out of them, then do as they felt was necessary.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Destroy everything.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

It wasn’t until they were into the core of the laboratory that he finally felt Erik’s mind. \u00a0The cry out to Charles, along with the waves of pain had brought him to his knees.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Darling.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Liebling?>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

It was so weak. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He stood and followed his instincts, leading him to a series of plastic cells. \u00a0He yelled for Hank, and between the two of them they got the last one open, to find Erik on the floor. \u00a0Charles slid to his knees, pulling him into his arms. He bit back the tears, at the sight. He was skin and bones, ribs prominent \u2026 looking very much like the child who came out of the concentration camp. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Erik. Darling.’ \u00a0His hand went over the shaven head, not wanting to think about the indentions and scars he was feeling.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Charles?’ His voice cracked. \u00a0‘No…they can’t have you.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘I’m here to rescue you.’ Charles took his hand, holding it to his own cheek wet with tears.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘There is no hope for me.’ \u00a0Erik pulled Charles head down to his. \u00a0‘But now I can die in peace. I am here with you.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘No\u2026’ \u00a0He tightened his grip on his lover. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<I’m sorry Liebling. \u00a0I can’t. Take care of the kids.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Erik. \u00a0Love.>> He took the moment and truly looked at him. \u00a0The man he loved, the one who fought for and with him. \u00a0The man who loved him with everything he was. The man who hunted Nazis and searched 20 years of the man who killed his mother. \u00a0The man who raised their children. The man who fought for Mutants. Was no more. They had tortured and experimented on him, all which destroyed him. \u00a0<<Be at peace.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He held onto him until he felt his last breath, and Erik’s mind slip from his.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The scream of anguish ripped through the building, the mental backlash reached out killing all those who were responsible. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Charles.’ \u00a0Hank approached him carefully, laying a blanket over Erik’s body, then scooped him into his arms. \u00a0‘They found Azazel’s body in the autopsy room.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He stood, hand resting on the body. \u00a0‘We won’t leave either of them behind. \u00a0Azazel would want to be next to Janus, and Erik next to Alex.’ \u00a0The tears began to fall as Hank started to say the El Maleh Rachamim, the Jewish prayer for the dead.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

As they made their way to the entrance, Charles was in too much grief to care about the bodies left behind. \u00a0Their small party, stopped at the entrance, meeting up with Darwin, pushing a gurney with a body bag. Sean hugged him tightly, then took his arm. \u00a0‘I hate to be the bearer of more tragedy, but you need to see this.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Charles didn’t want to leave Erik, but Sean’s expression was enough that he knew he was needed. \u00a0It was probably a good thing, he had wiped out the humans in the lab with a single thought. The pain he would’ve caused when he saw the sight before him, would’ve been worse.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He softly approached the once beautiful diamond, and knelt in front of her. She was hooked up to something similar to Cerebro, how they got the plans he had no idea. \u00a0The normal illustrious blonde hair was stringing, the white dress dingy and grey, eyes pale and no longer seeing.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Emma>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Charles?>> The mental connection was soft and fading. \u00a0<<Please. Sugar. End it.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<I want you to look beyond. \u00a0Erik and Azazel are waiting.>> <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<No. No\u2026 sugar Erik is supposed to be with you.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

<<Take care of him for me.>> He took her hand, kissed it gently, then mentally reached out and shut her down. \u00a0<<I’m so sorry Emma.>><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He pulled the helmet off her and threw it against the wall. \u00a0‘Sean when we leave, let out all your frustration and destroy this.’ \u00a0Charles picked her up easily as she weighed nothing. As he left the room, he heard Sean’s inhale of breath, and even with the doors closed the piercing scream tore through the walls.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Fuck.’ \u00a0Darwin said what was on most of their minds. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

They loaded everyone up in the vans, and left. \u00a0No one tried to remove Charles from Erik’s side, all worried of what would happen now.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

They all had plans for Erik if something happened to Charles.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

But very few of them had plans for Charles.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

When they arrived home, it was Charles who had to tell Peter and Kurt, their fathers were dead. \u00a0He was the one who had to hold both of them, as they cried. He was the one who had to console the students, he was the one who had to watch Scott lose it at the loss of his brother. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

But he was determined to go on.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Keep the school. \u00a0Keep the kids safe.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He also fought every day with the government. \u00a0Told them of the atrocities, showed them the photos, the evidence. \u00a0He even threw Erik’s file folder onto the Jewish Senators desk. The file folder that had six numbers <\/span><\/i>214 782. \u00a0<\/i><\/b>The same numbers Nazi’s tattoed onto a twelve year olds arm, after they killed his parents and tortured him. \u00a0The same number these ‘humans’ used as Erik’s Case Number. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Professor you have to understand, people fear Mutants.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘People feared Jews.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘That was genocide.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘What do you call this? \u00a0You are wiping out my people. \u00a0Erik’s people, who was one of you. \u00a0Just because he was a Mutant didn’t make him less Jewish. \u00a0If you can sit there and say, these registration acts, these atrocities are perfectly okay, because we’re not human \u2026 then you are no better than a Nazi.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘How dare you! My parents died in the camps.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘So did his.’ \u00a0Charles snarled as he walked out of the room. \u00a0‘I want you to remember this – if you follow this path – it will be the destruction of all of us.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Are you threatening me?’ \u00a0He snarled at him.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘I am stating a fact, Senator.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“No one listened.” \u00a0Charles wiped the tears from his own eyes, as he listened to the story.<\/span><\/p>\n

‘The last stand. \u00a0The moment that took away all my hope, was when we discovered the government authorized the making of more Sentinels. \u00a0They would be used for patrol, so human cops wouldn’t be harmed by these mutants. The government encourage parents to give up their mutant children. \u00a0It’s how I got Kitty and Bobby.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“Logan?”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘He came to me with no memory, and a skeleton frame made of metal. \u00a0Erik would’ve loved him.’ Charles smiled softly. ‘He was a soldier who they experimented on, as they did on so many others.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“What happened with the next set of Sentinels?”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘They were due to release on the 15th Anniversary of Trasks death. \u00a0A celebration of a man who understood the threat of the Mutants, one that cost him his life. \u00a0It was all very dramatic.’<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Charles through the scotch glass at the TV breaking it instantly. \u00a0He took a few calming breaths, before turning around to apologize to the children. \u00a0Ororo gave him a slight smile, while Jean stood and gave him a hug. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

There was a part of him that really wanted to smack the living shit out of his sister. \u00a0She had been by the school a few times, helping where she could. But she refused to see how her killing Trask was the problem. The humans were declaring war on them! She argued that they should fight, ignoring that Charles was still trying to protect children.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘They came here the first time, what makes you think they won’t come again.’ \u00a0She yelled at him.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘And what do you plan on doing about it?’ \u00a0He demanded of her. ‘You’re not here. You weren’t here when they came.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘I’m saving our people!’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Then where the hell were you when they killed Azazel? The father of your child? Or Emma? Or Erik?’ \u00a0Charles shook his head. ‘You are good at starting the fight Mystique but you’re not the one suffering.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘You don’t think I’m suffering. My people are dead\u2026’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘OUR people Raven. \u00a0I am a Mutant. Or did you forget that? Oh wait, you don’t like my mutation – because it’s intrusive. \u00a0If you want to fight for your people \u2026 start with accepting all of us. Don’t think I don’t see how you look at Jean, she’s one of us.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘She’s dangerous.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘So am I. \u00a0So are you. \u00a0So was Erik.’ \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

He ended the conversation by leaving the room. \u00a0He didn’t see her again until she showed up with information on where the new Sentinels were located. \u00a0What he didn’t expect, but what he should’ve anticipated, was Peter and Kurt.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Two boys just like their fathers.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

They overheard the location and went after it.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The two of them had become a formidable team for the Brotherhood. \u00a0Taking down labs, detention centers, and other facilities. Kurt would get them in, while Peter used his speed to plant charges, and then Kurt would get them back out.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Before Charles could stop them, they went after the Sentinel facility. \u00a0But what they hadn’t known was they had instituted a new technology, that detected Teleporters.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

They got in, but couldn’t get out.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Charles, Hank, Darwin, and Mystique arrived in time to watch the facility blow.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

‘I never told anyone, Kurt reached out to me before they detonated the charges.’ \u00a0Charles ran a hand over his bald head. ‘He said not to mourn, they would be with Vatar.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“They were children.”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘They all were. \u00a0They were declared Terrorists, and the humans started a war against all Mutants, rounding us up, building concentration camps \u2026 the irony wasn’t lost on me. \u00a0We lost Sean, Darwin, and Dr. Gregory who refused to move when soldiers came for children he was hiding.’<\/span><\/p>\n

“How many are left?”<\/span><\/p>\n

‘There is only those you see, and not many humans left. \u00a0Soon the world will be no more.’ He gave him a pained smile. \u00a0‘Go back. Fuck him into the bed. Tell him you love him. And stop Mystique, anyway possible.’<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Charles watched as his younger self disappeared.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘You know there’s a possibility that Mystique won’t survive.’ \u00a0Hank said from behind him.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘I know.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Are you prepared to deal with that?’ \u00a0He asked with concern.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘I won’t have to.’ \u00a0He looked back at Hank. \u00a0‘I just sent my younger self back with all my pain and suffering. \u00a0I know myself, he’ll do what is necessary. And as long as Erik’s by his side, he can deal with anything.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘You’ve never forgiven her.’ \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘She still thinks killing Trask was the right thing to do. \u00a0She knows it caused this, but in her mind – she feels perfectly justified. \u00a0This \u2026’ he waves his hands around ‘ \u2026 is all the humans. So how can I forgive her for something she has no remorse for.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Do you think it will work?’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Charles looked at him, then laid a hand on his furred shoulder. \u00a0‘You have stood by me through all this, and I’m sorry I never gave you the world I promised.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘You don’t care if we die tonight.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘No,’ he admitted. ‘If they succeed I’m with Erik. \u00a0If we die tonight, I’ll be with Erik. I’m tired Hank. \u00a0I just want to be with the man I love more than life itself.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘Ever think what would’ve happened if it was you and not him?’ \u00a0Hank had always wondered it.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

‘No. \u00a0I wouldn’t want him to go through this.’<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

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Mystique let the Vietnamese General approach her. \u00a0She had made sure that she was everything he was looking for. \u00a0Sophisticated, blonde and beautiful. 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