Ⓧ | Come As You Are

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(Italics mean a flashback)

(Italics mean a flashback)

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     Throughout school he heard them talk about elements. "Silver is a chemical element with an atomic number of 47. It has the highest reflectivity of any metal. It acquired its chemical symbol from the Latin name, argentum, meaning white and shinning." He could just seem to remember silver. And in conclusion, Silver is a metal.


     The sunlight beamed down on Erik as he calmly stood outside beside the school entrance. He glanced up to watch former students playing in a tree. To him, it reminded him about his daughter so in return he tried his best to draw his attention away. His little Nina would've love it here. It was painful that everything seemed to remind Erik of Nina. He missed her so much. He still couldn't bare himself to think about he death. After all these months it still kept his awake all day and all night. It was an endless cycle that nobody could stop.

He heard the sound of the children's whispers from the tree. "Look! There he goes." The student pointed towards a blur that ran across the field. Erik saw it too. He knew it was the silver haired boy. That boy always had energy. The two kids in the tree still talked. "He's so fast. I heard that he once saved everyone from this school exploding." The boy speaking made it clear that he was talking about Peter.

     Their voices chatted back and forth. "Oh, I heard that he was related to Magneto." The comment from the kid caught Erik's attention. Peter being his son? He assured himself that it was impossible. They were nothing alike. Peter lived here, in America. He looked no older then twenty, maybe he was twenty five. Erik didn't even think he knew a woman form America back then. But then again, it would explain what the boy was trying to say to him in Egypt. Erik still tried to deny it though. His argument with himself felt silly. He probably just wanted his actual daughter back. His mind was probably just messing with him. He couldn't possibly believe that was true.

     Previously in the lounging room at the X-mansion, The young mutants spent their lazy Sunday. "Why do you like the colour silver so much?", Scott asked spinning around in a rolling chair. "It's more like 'why does the colour silver love me so much'.", Peter rephrased his question. What could he say, silver was just his colour. It came naturally. He had silver hair and then, next thing he New he was completely covered in the one colour. "What's it like seeing everything in a red tint.", Peter mocked. Jean rolled her eyes and giggled. Kurt and Ororo watch from a distance. "It's not as bad as it sounds. Trust me, you get used to it after a awhile.", Scott answered.

     "Another follow up question, can you see without those glasses on or do you forever see lasers?" Peter's question was left unanswered. He watch as Scott and Jean sat close beside each other cuddling. 'Ew chill with the PDA.' Peter rolled his eyes. He went to go stand annoyingly between them but instead he appeared in from of them too quickly. Jean went to kiss Scott but instead, she ended up accidentally kissing Peter. He awkwardly stepped back.

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