I get up to the ringing of my alarm clock, so I roll out of bed and turn it off, then I take off my hair cap and throw it onto my bed. I go to my closet and open it, then take out a white dress, boots, leg warmers, and lastly, my pair of fluffy fingerless gloves and put them on my bed. Then I grab my phone and go to the bathroom. I put my phone on the vanity and plug it in, then look up in the mirror at the photo of my mom that's hanging there and think about her.
"Don't worry mom, I'll find some way to save you," I mutter sadly, looking down at the sink. Just then my phone rings, I look at it and sigh as I pick it up.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Sweetie, how are you?" My dad asks.
"What do you want?" I ask not in the mood for this.
"...I want you to come back and help me." He says.
"No, no, I'm not doing your dirty work for you again! You have powers. You can do it yourself! I'm tired of you always calling me in the morning." I reply quickly, getting angry.
"But, sweetie, I-"
I hang up the phone before he can answer, slamming it down on the table. I grip the sides of the vanity and look up in the mirror at my reflection and look at my long white hair and the tattoo that will permanently remind me of that day when I was 12. I hear a crackling sound and look down at my hands and see the veins in my hands turning white and the corners of the vanity turning into rainbow-colored glass.
"No, no, no, no, shit, shit!" I exclaim quickly pulling my hands away from it and grabbing all the stuff on the vanity before it turns to glass too. The whole vanity turns to glass and I sigh.
"Well, at least I managed to save my stuff."
I put my things back, then take off my dirty clothes and throw them in the hamper next to me. I put my shower cap on, then get in the shower and wash quickly, then I put on my clothes. As I put on my clothes, I look at the gloves I always wear for a moment before putting them on. I go downstairs to the kitchen and get a slice of pineapple upside-down cake and eat it. I put the plate in the sink and grab my car keys. I head out the door and go to my car. I get into it and head to the store. Once I'm in the store, I head to the fruit aisle and put some food into my cart. When I'm in the middle of putting more food in my cart, I hear a voice behind me.
"Excuse me, Ms?" I hear someone with a British accent say.
"Yes?" I turn around and see two men looking at me.
"I'm Charles Xavier and this is Erik Lehnsherr we're wondering if you would like to join us so we can help you with your mutant abilities?" Charles asks me.
I think about it for a moment and realize that these men could be lying and that I don't even know if they are mutants like me.
Don't worry (Name) we're mutants like you and we've been recruiting other mutants as well. I hear Charles's voice in my head saying. Then Erik holds out his hand and moves the cart without touching it.
Woah..
"Uh...ok, I'll do it.." I say calmly, feeling that someone finally appreciates my powers and that I've finally found other mutants.
"Great," Charles says.
They tell me that they have a place where the other mutants are and that they are going to take me there. I nod and they lead me to their car.
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Help Me. (Charles Xavier x Reader)
FanfictionAn accident that happened to your mom when you were 12 years old makes you afraid of your powers. When you're old enough to move out you do and you start to practice using your powers. When two men approach you and say that they can help you with th...