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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[August 16, 1988]
Pietro had free time, he was free from his duties in the small Inhuman's militia, and stopped being overprotective of Crystal, and made himself a royal guard even though Crystal never actually appointed him.
Pietro also had to stop thinking about how Maximus had been released a few days ago while he was back on earth. He still had those strange flashbacks of when he returned to Attilan and the King's crazy little brother greeted him with his cradle.
"Welcome back, Pietro son of Erik, first and only son of the House of Magnus,"
The point was he was overly dramatic in his words and obsessed with a royal throne that was absolutely not his right.
He also didn't have to worry about the X-Men, well at least for the next week there will be no missions, and he was still here thinking about Charles' request to fill music class because he hadn't been able to find a replacement for the previous teacher.
So he chose to spend his time playing with Luna in the Inhuman's garden near their palace. Luna was four years old now, she was running among the blooming flowers like a fairy. She wore a blue dress, her hair was braided in a small braid around her face leaving the rest hanging loosely up to her shoulders. She plucked some flowers and put them in the basket, running towards Pietro to give him all the flowers.
Pietro carried Luna, balancing her on his waist with his free hand, while the other hand carried a basket full of flowers.
They sat together and Pietro made a wreath for Luna's pretty hair, while she was busy playing with some of the flower petals she plucked and threw them into the air then giggled as she threw them at Pietro's head. When Pietro finished with the wreath, he placed it on Luna's head like a crown.
"I am a princess!" Luna exclaimed, imitating her mother's style of standing beside the King and Queen at every formal event.
"Yes, you are! You are Daddy's Princess," Pietro lifted her, swinging her in the air so that Luna felt as if she could fly like her grandfather and her two aunts.
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The sun seemed to have set, Attilan's sky was adorned by the stars that seem much clearer than when viewed from Earth.
"Are you sure you don't want to change?" Crystal asked as she put on her earrings and once again smoothed her dress before dinner, tonight Black Bolt would have a great dinner attended by the Councils.
"I can't find clothes that fit, they all look boring, I'm comfortable with this," Pietro stretched his legs on the sofa, folding his arms.
"Boring? You're just complaining because there's no silver on them," Crystal said, she opened her husband's wardrobe, picked out an outfit for him.
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