What if Erik met his son years before Days of Future Past??
Days after days, Erik dedicates his life to revenge, and spends his life in the frustration of searching for Sebastian Shaw- the greatest threat of his life, a frightening specter, and his...
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On that day, right in front of him, an explosion happened after the clone's last breath. Pietro tried to move his body, run as much as possible while the explosion hadn't reached him, he still hadn't lost his superspeed, and staying alive was better than choosing death, so he had to keep moving, kept running even though now his muscles didn't want to obey him.
He was running out of energy, and losing a lot of blood would probably be his main cause of death rather than dying from an explosion he couldn't escape.
But he didn't want to die.
The explosion was right behind him, Pietro could feel the heat as if he was being chased by hellfire. Random jump, he just wanted to survive, back home, back to his family, back to his father, at least he would be able to do that if he was alive.
And that was when his body gave up, the pain centered in his stomach now only felt numb. He couldn't feel anything but numbness all over his body as something cold enveloped him, pressing against his chest, making him unable to breathe. Then something hard hit his head and so only darkness remained with him.
He gave up.......
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[July 8, 1982]
He sucked in a tired breath, finding absolutely no energy. His eyes wandered in all directions. The room was foreign, the walls were pure white with some strange ornaments that were graceful and elegant.
His hands groped, feeling the soft sheet where he was now lying.
Still gathering his consciousness, he slowly struggled to get up and found that just sitting down was extremely difficult.
Then he looked around again, a feeling of confusion overtook him, he didn't know where he was now.
Pietro lowered his feet to the floor, somehow his legs felt so stiff, actually his whole body felt stiff and very tired.
"Don't get out of bed," a female voice. A small moan came from him as she laid him back down.
The girl smiled sweetly, her Strawberry Blond hair fell over her shoulders, her hair had a black line forming a unique symbol.
"I'm glad you're awake, you've been in a coma for about three months," the girl said.
"W-What?" Pietro asked weakly.
The girl nodded, while Pietro's vision was still a little blurry, but he noticed how the girl had a look of great interest or just curiosity at him.
"You need a lot of rest," the girl told.
"Who are you?" Pietro asked.
The girl brushed her hair behind her ear before answering.
"My name is Crystalia Amaquelin, you can call me Crystal," The girl replied.
