Archangel ( An X-men Apocalypse fan fiction)

The obstacle course

                                                                                Cassidy's P.O.V

  I woke up to the tight yet comfortable feeling of Warren's strong arms wrapped around my chest. I smiled to myself, knowing that I was in the comfort and safety of his arms. I knew that with Warren, he'd always be there to protect me. I closed my eyes and stayed in his arms until he woke up. I felt Warren's grip tighten a little around my arms and a felt few pecks along my neck. I smiled and twisted around to face him. I saw his blond curly hair ruffled and messy from hours of tossing and turning in his sleep, the light illuminating his hair's natural highlights as well as the freckles on his cheeks and nose. his face turned into a kind smile and he gave me a quick peck on the cheek as he quickly crawled out of bed, the edge of one of the feathers on his wings brushed my nose slightly as he got out of bed. I felt the cool touch of the silver and saw the intricate details of his feathers. 

"Mornin' angel." Warren said while stretching his arms. He squinted his eyes shut and yawned. I smiled, got out of bed, and followed suite, making a even bigger yawn. Warren then moved onto stretching his wings. It was clear that we were both not morning people, despite the fact that we both got up early. I knew that if I was able to i'd gladly spend all night talking to Warren, but I could never pull off an all night-er and I never would.

"I was wondering," Warren said, bringing me out of my daydreams, "Seeing how we only have a little bit of homework from classes to do today and we won't head out until about 2 o'clock this afternoon, would you want to train this morning?" His head now tilted slightly, as it usually does when he asked a question, with a slight yet-obvious smile on his face. "Sure! That'd be a great way to wake up. I've been meaning to lay off on coffee recently anyways, I'm short enough as it is." I looked at him with arms crossed, hips to the side, and a sassy smirk. He laughed in response, shaking his head at my silliness. "In that case we better get dressed in some active wear." He said. I nodded in response. Professor X ordered some training outfits for me and Warren but they wouldn't arrive until the end of the week. I went and grabbed Warren some shorts, a tank top, and some sneakers to change into and I grabbed some clothes for myself. As I was changing in the bathroom, I looked at my shoes laying by the bathtub and remembered that I didn't have anything nice to go out in  for my date with Warren later that afternoon. I panicked, then managed to calm myself down, realizing that I could have Jean and Jubilee help me. 

 "Jean", I thought in my mind, "I need to talk with you". I heard her think back. "Wassup?" She grumbled sleepily. I could tell she was tired. I imagined her sitting upright in her bed with her messy red hair rubbing her eyes, while giving a loud yawn. "You know how we're supposed to go to the movies this afternoon and how me and Warren are going to spend some time together afterwords?" I asked, now blushing. "Yup, what about it?" She responded. " This morning I looked through my clothes and realized that I don't have anything nice to wear. After we've all finished our homework, could you, Jubilee, and I go shopping at the mall for a new outfit for me to wear? Kurt and Scott could take Warren also to help him choose something to wear as well as get him some new clothes." She was silent for a few seconds. "Sure, I'm sure Jubilee and the others would love that!" she replied. I smiled. I then realized that Kurt would also be coming along. With that knowledge, my heart sank.

I knew Kurt had feelings for me, we all knew. But to me, he was one of my best friends and like a brother to me. It would crush him to figure out that Warren and I were going on a date, let alone dating. Although I was pretty sure that with Warren and Kurt's fights with as well as Warren's constant teasing that Kurt already figured it out.

"Okay, sounds like a plan. i'll go tell Jubilee and the boys. I need you and Warren to be ready by about 12:00." She responded. "Okay, sounds good! See you guys then" I said. 

I walked into my room to see Warren glancing up at the many star stickers I had on my ceiling, I found him doing that often. "Hey Warren," I said. He turned and looked at me, snapping out of his thoughts, whatever they were. "What's up Angel?" He asked, his face looking a little concerned. I smiled, trying to comfort him.

 "I realized that If we're going to go on our date today that you & I need something more suitable to go out in, since I only have sweatpants, stained t-shirts, leggings, and active wear. I also realized that you are in need of some new clothes and shoes, since you've been borrowing my clothes. I asked Jean to tell the boys that they'll need to take you shopping today for a new outfit for today as well as some new clothes before we go out. Me and the girls will go shopping for a new outfit for me as well."

 He nodded and gave me a smile, but I saw hints of worry on his face. I could tell he was trying to get along with the others, especially Kurt, but it wasn't very easy for him. Which was completely understandable, based on the circumstance in which the others met him as well as the fact that he worked for Apocalypse and caused Kurt to got to the hospital ward. "At what time?" He asked. His head now tilted to the side in a full on smile with his arms crossed on his chest. " Jean said at about 12." I responded. "In that case, we better get moving if we want to get training, breakfast AND our homework over with all before then." I chuckled, "I guess we should do that huh?" I replied. We then walked to the training room holding hands, like I supposed all couples do at least once in their lives, except this time felt truly special.

Then came a moment i'll never forget, and that I was not expecting. 

Today's training was supposed to entirely obstacle related, so we spent the entire training on the obstacle course. However, when we reached the area where we were fighting the droids that were trying to throw us off track, I smacked one really hard with my strength. Almost too hard. A moment later I saw that a droid unexpectedly drifted over and hit Warren in the face, knocking him unconscious. I knew then that I used all of my strength and let my powers get out of control.

He then fell from the obstacle course onto the ground below. 

                                                                                        Warren's P.O.V

One moment I was fighting the training robots with Cassidy, the next moment I was in the hospital ward, with Cassidy at the foot of my hospital bed, crying.

I was groggy and a little bit confused. I didn't know what happened, and why I was here. Most importantly, I didn't know why Cassidy was crying. It hurt me to see her like this.

I saw Professor X then roll into the room. He then gave Cassidy a hug and then told her to go to his office so they could talk. I longed to go with her. As she stepped out the door we made eye contact for a few seconds before the doors shut behind her. The professor then rolled himself up to me, put his hand on my shoulder, and told me what happened. He said that I was very lucky. Many people would have died from what happened, whether they were mutant or not.

He told me that Cassidy unexpectedly lost control of her strength. A droid she punched flew towards me and hit me in the face, causing me to go unconscious and fall to the ground. I never before felt so bad about something I didn't do. I knew one way or another, I had to comfort her and make it right. "If only I wasn't unconscious" I thought while shaking my head at myself, "I could have used my wings to fly back up to the course, or at least, fly myself down to the ground".

Professor X told me that I had to stay in my bed for an hour or so so nurses could come in and check my vitals. He then rolled himself from my bedside out into his office to talk with Cassidy.

I have never wanted more than that moment to be with Cassidy, the girl that I loved and that I knew needed me. I never wanted more than then to be able to hug, her, kiss her, hold her hand,  or just be able to do something to tell her that I was alright, and to comfort her.

My Angel

My poor Angel