*This part is for slightly mature readers. Hehe ;)*
And the photo above is a reference to Xavier.
(Xinterea's POV)
I walk to my bedroom and as I make my way to my bathroom as I hear something behind me as I enter. My energy appears around my hands, and I quickly form it into a blaster ball and fire it at the sound. The blast is absorbed by the person in the room. Who seems oddly familiar to me.
"You have a lot of balls coming here. Especially after what you pulled." I sign as I make eye contact with the figure.
"I have a good reason for showing up unannounced." The young man says, as he stands there with hands in his pockets, I cross my arms over my torso.
"I'm sure you do. But I don't want to hear it tonight, it's been a long, long day today. So, I'll give you two options. One, you leave willingly and quietly. Or two, I blast you back to your space palace. Your choice," I commend to him in sign as I turn back to my sink and grab my toothbrush and toothpaste so I can get ready for bed.
"I know your angry at me, and don't want to speak to me, but I want to help you Xinterea."
'That was not one of the options,' I thought to myself as I roll my eyes. "You see, there's a lot of problems with that statement." I sign honestly as I turn to him and rest one of my hands in my plaid blue and black pajamas pant pocket. "When people tell me they want to help me with this," I sign to him as I move my energy around with my fingertips and my eyes have a shimmery glow to them; highlighting the difference in colors, "They always either want to control me, or the power I possess." I add as I make the magic go away. "But your other problem, the one that's the most obvious, is that Tony doesn't trust your family. Your Xavier Odinson; Youngest son of Odin. The God of Evil himself. You really think my guardian is going to trust you to help me, your majesty?" I sign to him in an angered manner.
"A title doesn't mean anything Xinterea.-"
"Oh, but your majesty, it absolutely does to most people. Believe me, I've walked this place long enough to know that's the truth." I sign as I walk out of my bathroom and stand in front of the entrance.
"My words are the truth, I promise you." Xavier tries to say as he too takes a few steps forward.
"The last time someone promised me something, I was stabbed in the back. So, do you want to chose the easy way out of this conversation or the hard way out? Either way, I'm done talking about this." I sign as I turn back to where my bathroom is and plan to start walking when he starts to speak again.
"This isn't what your mother wanted for you Xinterea."
I quickly turn and send a warning shot to his feet. It sparking everywhere when it hits the ground. He moves his hands to block the sparks before letting them fall out of the way to glare at me, me returning one to him. "You leave my mother out of this conversation. She has nothing to do with this!" I shout at him trying to defend her when she can't defend herself.
"She has everything to do with this. When she gave birth to you, she wanted to protect you because she knew she wouldn't be there to do it herself. She gave you a gift unlike any other on the planet. Even in the world, Xinterea.-"
"Enough!!" An energetic blast of multiple colors exploded from my hands all around me as I close my eyes, letting it leave my presence. "Please, enough." I reopen my eyes to have tears filling them, as I look over to him. "Just stop. Stop saying I have a gift! Because it's not! It is a curse in my life. I never wanted this for myself! I wanted to grow up and be a normal girl! Live out a normal life! But I didn't get that choice! And I never will! Because I can't turn back time, and I can't control what courses through my body!! I am stuck living a life that I will never be happy with! Don't you get it Xavier!? Nothing will make this better for me! So please, save us both sometime and heart break and just leave me alone. Because all I know is if I don't use my magic or do anything with it, it will end us both. And at least people will be safe."
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