Palliative Touch | an x-men story

Palliative Touch | an x-men story

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On the day that Deborah's mutant powers manifested, she lost both of her parents. She learned quickly that she needed to stay alone to stay alive - stay safe. It wasn't until two strange men entered the cafe she worked at 18 years later did she realize she wasn't alone in the world. "Now, it's only kind of you to show us yours," the charming man with icy blue eyes smirked. "S-Show you my... what?!" {Set in the movie-verse, staring with First Class. OTP CharlesxDeborah! This is rewrite of my old story from 7 years ago!}
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"No running through the hallway!" I yelled as two boys ran past me. "Yes Professor." They said as they slowed down. I smiled as I shook my head and continued walking towards my class. "Professor there are two kids fighting at the pool." Rogue , one of my students, said softly. "Thank you for telling me." I said with a smile. "What is going on?" I asked as I made it to the pool and saw Bobby and John fighting. "He started it." John growled out. "Well I'm finishing it, class now or I will send you to the Professor's office." I ordered. "Yes Professor." Bobby said as he walked away. I smiled as I shook my head and walked to my class. "Mom!" A voice yelled. I smiled as I turned to see my five year old daughter run up to me. "Hello Sweetheart, what are you up to?" I asked as I picked her up. "Running from papa." She said with a giggle. I smiled as I saw my husband of twenty years walking towards us.

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