𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘―𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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I don't remember what happened after that. I think I collapsed. And then there was screaming. Charles was yelling at Hank to help me. I think the shock drove me to have a seizure. I'm not completely sure. But I was sure at the same time. It's weird. But not.

"I want you to take the rest of the day and tomorrow off, love." Charles told me when I was finally situated. "There hasn't been." He paused. For a long fucking time. "In a long while. Please don't exert yourself."

"I won't, Charles. I promise. I... I don't... I don't know what happened." I lied. I think I do know.

"Well you didn't go through what I did. Your mind wasn't like mine. It was like when you had your usual seizure. I'll let Raven and Hank know you'll not be helping them with training for a couple of days." Charles went to wheel out of the room.

"Charles, can I go see Erik?" I asked him. Charles stopped immediately at my question. "It's just that... I haven't seen him in awhile and now I have some free time to go and visit. I just want to know how's he doing. Through him of course."

Charles nodded. "You don't have to ask for my permission, [Y/N]. You may look like a teenager but you're my age, aren't you? Maybe slightly older." he told me. "Just slightly. Just don't exert yourself for the next twelve hours, love. Okay?"

I nodded at him. But there was no way I was going to listen to him. He should know that about now.  I hopped off of the cot in the medical bay and made a beeline for the exit. Charles trailed behind me, but the two of us ended up leaving each other at one point or another. I walked through the front door and hoisted myself into the air. I flew to where I remember Erik being at last and dropped to the ground.

"What are you doing here?" she was one of the mutants helping Apocalypse. And she held a psionic blade to my throat.

"You're Psylocke, right? Caliban's former girl?" I asked her.

"Don't. Call. Me. That." she growled at me.

"Betsy. Leave her alone. She's one of us." I sighed in relief. My mutant savior.

Psylocke put away her psionic blade, but she glared at me as I made my way over to Erik Lehnsheer. It's been awhile since I last saw him. He looks good.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me.

"Can't a friend come to just say hi to another friend?" I asked him.

"Not with you. If you're here because of Charles, then you can-."

"I am not here because of Charles. I am here because I need yout help. Not Charles or Raven. I need your help. Me. Is there anywhere we can talk privately?" I asked him.

Erik nodded at me and he lead me to where I think his place was. The door clicked shut after I entered the place.

"So what do you need help with?" he asked me.

Just say it, [Y/N]. He's not gonna tell Charles or Hank or Raven or anyone for that matter. You can trust him. I can trust him. Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

"Nothing I leaves this room, got that?" Erik nodded at me. "You know those mutant murders happening all over the country? And how the government is saying it's Metamystic who's the mastermind?" he nodded. "They're framing her."

If Erik had been pouring a drink into a glass, he would have dropped the glass and the bottle. "What? How would you know this?"

"Because she found the mutant registry in LuthorCorp and discovered that they, LuthorCorp, has been abducting mutants and handing them over to Cadmus to experiment on them. And then when they die, they leave them where the authorities find them." I explained.

"But how do you know this? [Y/N], I can't help you if you don't tell what is wrong." said Erik.

"I'm Metamystic! I sneak out of the house after curfew to go be apart of the junior Justice League. Because being apart of the X-Men is something I want to do, but Charles will never let me join. For some crackpot old reason." I ranted.

"I think we all except you know the reason why, kid. But you're Metamystic. But I've never seen you use magic." he told me.

"That's because magic and mutant do not mix. But if you want to know more, you can contact my brother. I can give you his number if you want." I told him.

"Stop. Stop. Stop. Kid."

"Don't call me kid, Lehnsheer." I cut him off.

The man with the alias Magneto sighed before he continued. "I believe you, okay? What I don't understand is how you were granted a spot amongst the sidekicks of the Justice League."

"I had a one-night-stand with the Green Arrow about a decade ago." And another reason.

"You know-nevermind." He shook his head. Was he double thinking what he was going to say? "It's nothing. So what do you need me to do?"

"I need you to find out what evidence they have against me. And where the CADMUS lab is." I told him.

**

Fire. That was the first thing I saw when I flew back to the mansion. Fire. My home. It was on fire. I dropped to the ground. A crowd of students and teachers were outside, and I found Raven amongst them almost instantly.

"What happened?" I asked her.

"We don't know. It just started unexpectedly." she told me.

"Where's Hank? And Charles?" I asked her.

"They're still inside. They're trying to make sure everyone else got out before they do." she explained.

"And the fire? Has anything been done to stop it?" I asked her.

"No." The idiots.

"Peter! Ororo!" In a flash, Peter was right in front of me.

"You called?" the silver haired speedster appeared in front of me.

"Yes. I need your speed to snuff out the fire." I told him.

Peter looked at me and then at the house. Then me then the house. And it was this cycle for a fre minutes. "I don't understand."

"Fire can't exist without oxygen right? Your speed will create a vorgex where all the oxygen will be snuffed out. Ororo will be helping you by keeping the oxygen away from the fire. You understand, Quicksilver?" I explained.

Peter pointed towards the fire. "But wouldn't that be dangerous?"

"No. It won't be. Or do I have to do it myself?" I asked the speedster, tempting him to do it.

Peter-no-Pietro Maximoff gave ne his signature smirk, put on his goggles and his headphones and ran towards where the fire was coming from. I scanned the place, but I didn't see Charles anywhere. Or Hank for that matter. I would have thought they madr it out of there in time. Raven grabbed onto my wrist.

"Don't do anything stupid." she told me.

"Saving lives isn't stupid, Raven." And before she could say anything, I ran into the fire.

I had to save Charles. Because he saved me. I guess while I'm at it, I'll save Hank as well. The fire would be deslt with, but I needed to get my boys out of this house before they got any injuries. Before the smoke ends up killing them.

"CHARLIE! HANK! WHERE ARE YOU?" I shouted into the fiery darkness.

But I didn't get a response back.