It All Started That One Day~ A Peter Maximoff Fanfiction

So You're the Professor

Kaitlyn's POV

"I'm assuming it's mine?" He asks teasingly in my ear trying to lighten my mood. I nod a small smile spreading, but his once dimply smile disappears randomly making mine join his. "Is that why your mom..." I cut him off not wanting to hear his voice crack the way it does when he's angry. "Yes, but it doesn't matter now" I whisper not wanting anyone else to hear.

I completely missed Mystique eavesdropping on us.

After that we backed out from the corner nervously looking up to the control room awaiting our fate. A blue guy the same shade as Mystique slowly approached the window skipping over bodies. We all stared up hesitantly, but Hank soon put all our worries to rest by saying his name with a playful questioning tone.

He smiles before he starts rapidly talking, but he's too quiet to be heard so we all start shouting what's and speak ups at him probably frazzling the poor kid. He hits something and his accent rolls through chopped up and staticky, but Peter makes out that he is trying to get us away from the door so he shouts something quickly pulling me back as far away from the door as possible.

"One...Two. There's a pause before the door explodes off its hinges debris flying everywhere. "What the hell" I shout turning into Peter's chest to avoid getting knocked out by debris. Peter starts to pull me, but Stryker's words randomly hit me so stubbornly I push off him mumbling something about having legs. He knows when to push me, and now is not the time so he nods letting me walk in front of him, and I'm surprised he's dealing with the slower pace.

Mystique and I are the first ones out and we are met by two more teenagers around my age, and before I can get names the redhead states that she knows where the professor is, who ever that is. "We know how to get out of hear" The boy with glasses speaks up as if ushering us to hurry.

"You two have been busy" Mystique quirks an eyebrow eyeing the two teens as if to get an answer, but I know that look that the girl just got, they don't want to share. "We had a little help" The boy shrugs grimacing while doing so. "Let's go" he adds darting off before anyone can ask anything else.

The rest of us follow them down the hall as quickly as we can. Randomly though a puff of blue smoke appears right behind me missing me by a hair, but ultimately knocking Peter over. "Jesus" he shouts making me giggle at his still disheveled appearance. The foreign boy apologizes and blushes as much as a blue person can.

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After several twists turns and Peter whining several times if we were there yet we finally reached the huge hangar. While the adults seemed more interested in the huge plane we hovered around the flight suits inclosed in fogged cases. "Hank you think you can fly this thing?" Mystique asks. He shrugs answering with a yes making her smile. I wonder if there's something going on there?

"Guys look flight suits." one of the cases open revealing the sleek black suits. "You got your plane Hank, let's go to war" Mystique smirks playfully making the blue guy smile a creepy smile.

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It's been awhile and we are all blankly staring at each other nervous energy bouncing around the plane. "Were you nervous?" The redhead asks quietly looking at Mystique with hopeful eyes "In DC were you nervous?" she continues when the mutant doesn't respond her voice cracking. Her nerves make sense the transforming mutant is a legend even to humans, and most consider her to have changed the world for most mutants. Of course they...