One-shots/Short Stories

Charles Xavier (Letters series)

A/N: Inspired from a fanfic book. . .

The Letters

Dear Lucy;
It's now officially been a week without you. A week since I have erased your memory from Cuba and when we first met at the pub with Moira.

You were so beautiful when I first saw you - even though it was just a business suit. You were breathtaking. And when you said there was a problem with a mutant and that you believed them to be real. . .

Something just immediately draws me to you. I don't know what it is, but I instantly knew that you were going to mean something to me.

And I was right.

I fell in love with you.

Yours forever,
Charles Xavier

***

Dear Lucy;
I remember when you accompanied Erik and I to recruit mutants. I remember seeing the look of unease when we went into that strip club. I also happen to remember the jealous glare you gave to Angel when we were sitting on the bed. . .that sounded wrong.

But what I remember most of all was the fear I felt for you when I left you with the others to go to Russia. Just the thought of you being in the hands of Shaw scared me. At that moment I knew the feeling Erik had when having revenge. If anyone were to get you, they would pay.

I guess that's why I am now living with regret and pain, eh?

Yours sincerely,
Charles Xavier

***

Dear Lucy;
When we were at the Xavier mansion, I remember seeing the look of awe on your face when you and the others first saw it. I immediately thought of the idea of having you with me in the mansion, happily living together - that was, if I had the nerve to confess my feelings for you.

But no matter, I was glad that you stayed with me in the house where I grew up in with Raven.

Yours sincerely,
Charles Xavier

***

Dear Lucy;
Seeing you help the mutants with their powers beside me was simply an amazing feeling. And when you had randomly suggested making the place a school for the Gifted. . .I imagined you at my side helping, like how we were helping Alex with his plasma blasts, Sean and his screams, Hank and his feet, Erik and his metal. . .

I wish we could do it again.

Yours sincerely,
Charles Xavier

***

Dear Lucy;
Cuba. The day everything fell.

Erik killed Shaw.

Erik tried to kill the humans.

The humans tried to kill us.

Me losing my legs.

Losing Raven.

Losing you.

-Charles Xavier

***

Dear Lucy;
Sorry about my previous letter; the pain was too much for me.

Your look of betrayal and pain at our outcome in Cuba even though you weren't a mutant like myself and the others.

No matter, we thought of you and Moira as family.

Specifically you, in my opinion.

I never got to tell you I loved you until the last moment.

When I was erasing your memories.

I'm sorry,
Charles Xavier

The End