Devana Finley is a mutant with the ability of energy manipulation and perfect aim which as one can imagine means that quite a few people are after her. When Devana has a chance meeting with Charles Xavier things change especially when she meets Erik...
Trigger Warnings: Blood, Violence, mentions of Nazi's
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1962:
Devana walked into a bar in Argentina immediately taking stock of the people in the room. She noticed two men at a table, the bartender, and a third at the bar. She smirked and walked over to the bar and caught the tender's attention. The thirty-two-year-old spoke "rum and coke, please." She might've gone for the hard stuff straight but for what she planned to do she wanted her instincts sharp.
She looked to her right and noticed the picture of Shaw and the two men behind her. She looked at the man beside her and noticed that he was looking at the same picture. Devana recognized the look in his eyes when he looked back down: sadness. She grabbed her rum and coke as the bartender sat it down and took a sip letting the alcohol soothe her but not overwhelm her.
The man beside her looked at the bartender and pointed at his beer as he asked "German beer?"
"Of course," the bartender spoke as he chuckled.
The brunette watched as the man who was admittedly quite handsome finished his beer. Someone from behind them spoke in German. "Yes, it's Bitburger. you like it?"
Devana noticed the man beside her tense just as she did. She never forgot the German that Shaw had spoken as he killed her father. The man beside her dropped his beer to the table and let out a small laugh. "The best."He then turned around and looked at the two men "what brings you to Argentina?"
"Oh,"The man shrugged."The climate. I'm a pig farmer."
He laughed as Devana turned to face the two men behind her silently seething having a feeling that she knew exactly what these two men were. The other man then spoke "Tailor. Since I was a boy. My father made the finest suits in Dusseldorf."
The man beside her got up from his seat as she watched "my parents were from Dusseldorf."
He walked over and joined the two men at the table with his beer. One of the men spoke, "what was their name?"
Devana watched as the tall, handsome man sat down. "They didn't have a name."Devana had a feeling that this man hated these guys just as much if not more than her. She moved over to stand by them as the man continued"it was taken away from them... by pig farmers and tailors."
The three men drank their beers all while looking at each other warily. Devana downed her drink, put it back on the counter, and looked back in time to see the man who was sitting next to her turn over his arm on the table. Devana gasped when she saw the numbers marked on his left forearm. Death Camp numbers. Suddenly, it all made sense to her, why he hated them more than her.
This man was Jewish and worse, he had been placed in a concentration camp all because of an elitist mustache model and people who were too scared not to follow orders. She was dragged out of her thoughts when the one closest to him pulled a dagger. She watched as the man immediately grabbed the Nazi's wrist and slammed it on the table before taking the dagger from him.
He looked at the dagger "blood and honor."He then looked at the two men "which would you care to shed first?"
The Nazi whose arm was trapped on the table looked at the man that was rightfully pissed off "we were under orders..."
Devana fought the urge to facepalm as that was definitely the wrong thing to say. The man seethed "blood then." He then took the dagger and slammed it into the Nazi's hand causing him to yell out in pain.
Devana smirked as the second man stood up in alarm and the bartender came out with a gun. The survivor stared at the gun like it meant nothing to him before narrowing his eyes. Devana's eyes widened as the gun started to shake and move toward the second Nazi and the gun shot the Nazi killing him.
Devana conjured a knife made out of energy and threw it at the bartender at the same time as the man ripped the knife out of the Nazi's hand and threw it at the bartender. Both knives ripped through the bartender at the same time killing him. Whereas Devana's just ceased to exist, the other man's knife was called back into his hand and he stabbed it back into the Nazi's hand.
Devana smirked again as the man turned his blue eyes toward her both in a questioning look and a challenging look. He was wondering whether she was going to stop him. Devana kept his gaze and shook her head before walking the rest of the way over and sitting down next to him and across from the Nazi. The Nazi looked at the man in horror "who.... what are you?"
The man looked at them "Let's just say I am Frankenstein's monster." He got up and walked to the picture of Shaw and glared at it "and I'm looking for my creator." He called the gun into his hand and turned around shooting the Nazi killing him.
Devana had recognized that look in his eyes as well: anger. She finally spoke up "so you're a mutant as well?"
The man looked at her still guarded "yes, I can control metal. You?"
"Energy," Devana spoke being truthful. "I can control all types of energy and I have a perfect aim."
The man nodded "I noticed you looking at Shaw and them with hate earlier. Why?"
"He tortured my father for years and then killed him in front of me," Devana spoke seeing no reason to lie to him.
His eyes widened "he killed my mother." He studied Devana for a moment before sticking out a hand. "I'm Erik."
"Devana," She walked forward and shook it. Devana took her hand back "I'll help you kill him, he hurt you more."
"No," Erik shook his head. "We'll do it together for our parents." Devana smiled and nodded.
Just like that Erik and Devana bonded over what Shaw took from them and their need for revenge and justice. Neither was aware that this was the beginning of the two most powerful mutants on that planet. Or that it was the beginning of a couple that would change history and the rules, and become legends.
