X- Men Preferences (First Class and Apocalypse)

How you two meet

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Charles Xavier: Apocalypse

You were reading the Odyssey at a painfully slow speed under the shade of a willow tree in your neighborhood park. High school and its bullshit requirements, you thought. You looked up at the snap of a twig in front of your sitting spot and gazed (quite terrified) at a man with striking blue eyes and brunette hair. He smiled down at you with his hand extended.

"Hello darling, no need to be afraid. My name is Charles Xavier and I am a Professor at a school for gifted youngsters like yourself. I noticed that you are a mutant like me."

You smiled as he talked into your mind telepathically more about the school. You threw the Odyssey on the ground; there was no need to finish that damn book now.

Erik Lehnsherr: First Class

Today was the ultimate shitiest day. It was pouring droplets of heavy ass rain down on your hair (you weren't wearing a hood seeming that you forgot your coat) and you were shivering like a maniac while walking down a street on your way back home from school. You walked in puddle after puddle until a tall man with light brown hair and baby blue eyes took of his coat and wrapped the smooth gray fabric around you, engulfing your body with warmth and the scent of cologne.

"Here. You seem to need it more than me. My names Erik."

You thanked Erik immensely and watched him walk away with a smile on his lips after he said you could keep the coat. Maybe today wasn't the shitiest day after all.

Hank Mccoy: First Class

You were studying for your physics test like a damn maniac. Page after page filled you with useless information that went in one ear and out the next. You were so involved in your studies (although not really) that you didn't notice the tall, geeky boy sitting across from you at the study table in the library.

"I see you studying for that test tomorrow. Professor Davidson said that it is quite easy and to not stress about it that much. My name is Hank by the way." the boy named Hank declared as he extended his long and skinny hand to try to meet yours. He smiled a shy smile, and helped you prepare for the high school test the rest of the day.

Alex Summers: First Class

You were roaming around the gigantic hallways of the mansion; eager to try and find yourself back to your room for curfew. Most students (if not all) were already asleep in their beds but you had been flat out lost for about 20 minutes. You were cold and alone and the hallways were dark; the only light was the beams of moonlight reflecting through the windows and casting shadows of window panes on the cherry floors.

You were so lost and scared that you didn't even notice a handsome boy walking behind you. You turned around sharply (afraid at first) and relaxed after knowing it wasn't some secret mutant killer who snuck into the school.

The boy had blonde hair and owned a pair of blue eyes that could melt any heart. He introduced himself as Alex, and stated that he came out to the hallway after seeing you roaming around looking lost. He then lead you back to your section of the hallway and escorted you safely to your room.

Raven Darkholme: Apocalypse

My god is she perfect, you thought to yourself at seeing the sight of a girl Charles said was named Raven. She was dancing absentmindedly to an incoherent tune of her own, completely oblivious to you two watching her. You were transfixed on every elegant move she made; from every glide to every turn. Her blonde locks bounced and swayed with the movement of her body; her bright and lively blue eyes only ever meeting yours once. She giggled as she realized she was accompanied by an audience, and stuck out her hand with a beaming smile as she introduced herself.

As she left the room to go join the other mutants after the bell rang, Charles lightly nudged your shoulder blade with a stained smirk.

"I think you're forgetting Y/N that I can read thoughts." he stated with an inevitable smirk as he walked out of the room leaving you with a face full of blush and embarrassment.

Warren Worthington III: Apocalypse

You were full fledged in battle. Charles was trying to get inside the mind of Apocalypse, Alex was screaming as energy blasts struck Psylocke, Pietro was, well, he was too fuckin fast to see. You were trying to use your mutations to kill one of the horsemen named Storm, who was throwing literal tornado after tornado towards your direction. You were dodging every single one of them (barely) until you heard Charles scream as his telepathy was backfiring.

He was your Professor, so of course you would care if he was in pain. Your attention and gaze turned towards him as you tried your best to pick him out of the crowd of fighting mutants. Bad idea. Storm took your lack of concentration as a major advantage and launched a whirling tornado straight at you as you were off guard. You looked back right in time and thought that this was the end for you, until a boy around your age flew (yes, flew) down and blocked the tornado with his metal wings. The tornado ricocheted off the metal and backfired into Storm, knocking her back quite some miles away. The boy was one of the horsemen's, which confused you on why he saved your ass. He looked you in the eyes and flew away as if nothing happened.

Sean Cassidy: First Class

A couple days ago you were recruited by two men named Charles and Erik due to you being a mutant. You initially asked them how the hell they found you, which to your surprise was due to Charles's telepathy. You were now seated on a comfy couch in a living room with a glass wall like you were in some zoo. You scoffed to yourself until a ginger haired boy interrupted.

"Don't blame you. Seems as if we're being held captive rather than finally being "saved" as the man put it." he scoffed with a plastic cup full of water. He smiled at you and you laughed at his retort.

"My names' Sean. Yours?", he asked with his hand extended.

"Y/N.", you responded while shaking his hand. You liked this kid and his sarcasm already.

Scott Summers: Apocalypse

You were terrified to go on this mission. Apocalypse was incredibly dangerous and held the total control to ruin the whole world at the flick of a finger. You were still at the mansion, gathering and packing up your things before hopping in the jet, until a knock come from your open door. You turned around quickly, preparing for the worst (what basically all mutants had to adapt too) only to be met with a boy around your age with goggles/ray bans covering his whole eye region.

"I heard you were going on the mission, as well as I. I just thought it would be appropriate to introduce myself before... ya know..." he hesitated. You nodded understanding what he was trying to say. Everyone knew how risky this mission was, and it was treated as a serious operation (Charles was required to have a speech with the students going on the mission, including you, about how there is a large chance of dying in battle).

"Well, I'm Y/N.", you stated while smiling with you hand extended.

"My names' Scott." he replied while gently shaking your hand. You were terrified, but he helped calm your nerves a little bit.

Pietro Maximoff: Apocalypse

Mission time, you thought as you boarded the jet in your X-men suit. Charles recruited you years ago, and decided to let you join him and other mutants (some students) on one of the most dangerous missions. You were proud that Charles trusted you and thought of you as mastered enough to accompany him, but you were utterly terrified at the amount of risk this mission had.

You made your way into the jet, and sat in the last open seat available. You strapped yourself in tightly, listened to Charles give a speech on how risky this was and that now was the time to drop out if you wanted, and sat back and tried to relax while the jet took off. You started fidgeting (like you always did when you were nervous, although sometimes you did it without noticing) and the boy noticed who was sitting beside you. His hair was metallic and he was wearing goggles.

"Hey, I'm nervous too if that makes you feel any better.", he stated with a smile to try to ease your anxiety.

"My name's Pietro, by the way. I'm a student too." he said to you while shaking his hands. You introduced yourself, and soon you two were talking away and forgetting about the risky mission that laid ahead.