Time Loop (an x-men: first class fanfic)
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  • Reads 56,744
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 59m
Complete, First published Jun 15, 2015
Isabelle Sandreas has been able to control time ever since she could remember. After being on the run for a few years, she met Erik Lehnsherr and decided to team up with him in trying to kill a guy named Shaw. They soon fell in love and did everything together. That is until they eventually met other mutants like themselves and even an old friend along the way. This adventure takes place during the early 60's. (Dislaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men franchise or its characters. Also, this is my first X-men fanfiction so sorry if it's not amazing)
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The year was 1962 when I met the man I would later call my husband. The man who sits at my bedside, holding my hand as I weakly gaze into the familiar blue eyes that captivated me many years ago... Far too many years than I would care to mention. "Charles?" My voice escapes my lips in a breathy hum, the downtrodden tones of approaching death threatening to distort his beautiful name. "Yes, my Love?" He replies with an expression of deep melancholy. "Do you remember when we met?" I inquire with a gentle smile painted upon my face, my wrinkled hand cradled gently in his own. "Of course I do, Darling," he soothes me, the cool metal of his wedding band brushing against my skin. "I never stop remembering."