"Just look at her eyes," Charles said. "What about her eyes," he questioned. "They shimmer, like the stars". Peter turned to look at Florence's face, taking slow steps toward her. He crouched down and gently took her face in his hands, looking her dead in the eyes. "You're right, they look just like them". Marvel fan fiction, this whole story is my own except for most of the characters. There will be a few OC's. This story is set just after X-Men first class (around 1965) in America. Hope you enjoy!