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Marvelous: Creation
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Complete, First published Oct 10, 2013
Prequel to Marvelous: Salvation
Avengers/X-Men AU. FINISHED

Eric and Hope were inseparable from the moment they were born. Being twins, they knew everything about each other, going through the struggles of getting older together. On their thirteenth birthday, Eric's mutant abilities manifest for the first time, and Hope's not long after. Soon, they begin to realize just how powerful they are, and just how careful they need to be. Can they escape the evil entities that wish to control them? Or will they fall, leaving the world in peril?

By popular demand, Hope has returned in the prequel to her adventures with the X-Men and the Avengers, telling the origin story of her and her brother and how they came to be pivotal pieces in the fate of the world.
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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."