Mutant (Peter Maximoff )

Chapter 1

   Serenity was sitting on her bed reading when she heard the doorbell. It was abnormal for anyone to use it because nobody came around anymore. She wasn't about to get out of her warm, comfy bed to tell someone off, so she just left it. That was until she heard the distinct sounds of fighting.

   She scurried from her room, trying to scout the fight before she accidentally walked into it. What she saw was nothing more than confusing. Hank was dangling from the chandelier, by his feet, and all blue. A mysterious man was standing beneath him looking quite amused. Then there was her father, clearly drunk, sitting halfway down the stairs.

  Serenity decided to observe the situation from behind the closest wall.
  
   "Professor...?" The mysterious guy muttered.

    "Nobody calls me that," Charles reiterated. The mysterious man stared at him like he was processing the information.

   "Charles..." the mystery man tried again.

    Suddenly, Hank spoke up from on the chandelier, "You know this guy?"

    "We met," Charles spoke.

   "Long time ago... I was a different man then," the man continued for Charles.

   "Yeah, well, so was I," Charles snapped back. He then got up from the stairs and started to walk down them. The man seemed surprised.

   "I thought Erik...put you in a chair," the man's statement sounded more like a question. Serenity tensed behind the wall. She didn't like to think about the guy her father was when he was in the chair. He was a better man then and she didn't want to get her hopes up of that man coming back, "but you can walk."

   "You are perceptive. Which makes it all the more puzzling that you failed to see the sign on your way in: this is private property. So I'm going to have to ask him to ask you to leave," Charles slurred slightly towards the end of his mini speech. The man still wouldn't leave.

    "I'm afraid I can't do that. I was sent here for you," the man said in a calm tone.

   "Well tell whoever sent you that I'm not interested," Charles declared boldly. Everything seemed to still for a moment.

   "Well that's gonna be a little tricky, seeing as the person who sent me was you...about fifty years from now," Mystery man replied. Everyone looked at him in slight shock. Serenity decided to finally make herself known and stepped out from behind the wall. No one seemed to notice so she spoke her mind.

   "Who are you?"

   Everyone's heads snapped over to her direction. Each face held a different emotion. Hanks held hesitation to let her be in the same room with a stranger who seems to have lost his mind. The Mysterious Man looked like he'd seen a ghost. The face of her father, however, made her want to cry. His face held indifference; he didn't care at all that she was there.

   "My name's Logan," the man stated. He still looked pale. Charles turned the conversation around.

   "I sent you here...from the future," Charles said to Logan. To be honest Charles wasn't sure what to believe anymore.

  "He's crazy," Hank said dejectedly. Serenity thought so as well. Logan took a step towards Charles.

   "You don't believe me? Take a look," he pointed to his head, " In about fifty years, the humans create a weapon that wipe us out. Mutants, humans, anything that gets in their way. Whole cities will be destroyed. Everything you fought for, everything you will fight for...it's gone."

Charles catches little glimpses of what Logan talked about. He stumbled slightly.

    "He's not crazy, Hank. I was the crazy one for thinking I could change them," Charles muttered darkly as he began to walk away. Logan would not give up.

   "Raven's the first casualty," Charles slowed at the mention of his sister, the aunt to his daughter, "The whole war starts with her. They take her, torture her, turn her into their weapon."

   Serenity felt like crying. Hearing all that would happen to the only mother figure she ever had was like being electrocuted. Logan obviously didn't see the distress on the teens face, and continued.

   "You raised her in this house, right? Just like your raising Serenity here?" Serenity didn't even try to hide her scoff, "Took care of her when she was a kid? She needs you to take care of her now," Logan tried to convince Charles. He could tell he was getting through to him. Charles stood there, conflicted.

   "You know where she is?" Hank questioned, now back in his human form.

   "I know where she will be," Logan stated, calmly. Hank looked at Charles; he wanted to go.

   "She needs your help, Professor," Logan pleaded. Immediately, Serenity knew that was the wrong thing to say. Charles face hardened like stone. He began to walk away. Not sparing a glance at any of them.

   "That's it! You're just gonna walk away!" Logan yelled. Charles didn't even miss a beat before replying.

   "Like I said, you are perceptive,"  Charles sarcastically replied and walked out of the room.

   "There is no Professor here," Serenity boldly stated, "Not anymore."

   She then turned without a second thought and walked to her room. Her thoughts wandering over the conversation that just occurred.

   Back in the entry hallway, Hank and Logan stared at the spot Serenity was just in.

   "What's up with them?" Logan questioned. Before all the bad stuff happened, they seemed perfectly happy in each other's presence.

   "When Erik put him in the chair everything changed," Hank began, "I created a serum that allowed him to walk again, but it takes away his powers. He can only catch glimpses of things if he's lucky. He use to treat Serenity like she was the sun. Now he treats her like she's not even there. She's distant now. Spends most of her time in her room."

   Logan didn't know what to say, or do for that matter. He just sighed.