✩❦X-Men Oneshots (Headcanons)❦✩

Genosha (Wolverine X Quicksilver)

(This one is based in the Wolverine And The X-Men universe!) He's so fucking cute in this animation.

WARNING- Very graphic and dark. So yeah WARNED! (And smut)

*Pietro*

Ever since the Brotherhood departed, I have been alone, desperate for company. I am heading to Genosha, supposedly a home for mutants, a safe place. Or so my dumb father says.

I'm on a cargo ship now, heading there. My father won't be pleased or willing to accept me, but he must. It's not safe out here.

"Pietro, foods here." One mutant said, before disappearing back into the darkness. I rolled my eyes and made way to the old spot the mutants sleep. I am starving and we don't get fed. One mutant just steals it for us.

"Let me guess, some beans or a couple of peas?"

"Same as always." One said, holding a small child in their arms.

"I won't have anything."

"Why not?" They said.

"You need it more than me." I walked off, back to the side of the boat. I stare into the horizon, wondering if we would ever make it to Genosha. Ha, of course, we would.

--

"Welcome to Genosha!" A bold voice bellowed from above. It was my father, he placed metal scraps to create a bridge. I hesitated and waited for the others to pass first. "Son," Magneto said, landing in front of me. His helmet creating a dark shadow across his eyes.

"Father." I addressed. He glared.

"Why are you here?"

"Because... I am afraid of the humans," I confessed. I was chased down, my powers were weak and I couldn't run with my mutation. Yeah, the amazing Quicksilver could not run fast? Shocked.

"You are?" He said quite shocked. "Well, you are staying in a cell, not a room!"

"W-Why!?" I yelled, "I'm your son!"

"I have no son." He turned away and left me there.

--

I lost everything I had, my confidence, my speed and my heart. It all began with the X-Men, I wanted to destroy them like each and every time. But this time, they had a new strong member, he was called Colossus. I was beaten, to my surprise.

The Wolverine just laughed and mocked me, saying I should just leave forever and never return. It is scary how that is the same thing my father said to me.

I didn't hate Wolverine for it, but I did take his advice and leave. The Brotherhood isn't around anymore so why stay?

I was daydreaming in this rotten cell. My father emerged from the corner and chuckled.

"So depressed?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You should have never have come here. Actually, I thought the all mightly Quicksilver could survive on his own?" He mocked, crossing his arms.

"I can't."

"Exactly. So you pathetically decide to come running back?"

"Yes." I glared into his dark eyes. He smirked and laughed. "It amuses me how you become so helpless so fast. Once someone loses the things they love most all their happiness dies."

I felt tears fall down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away.

"Why don't you support me, father?" I said quietly.