okay people you know the drill. marvel owns the x-men i am only borrowing them. the sexuality of any mentioned is my creation.
this story does involve gay themes if you are offended by that please do not carry on to read.
any mistake made here are by accident. if you do spot any mistake's please email and tell me, i will correct them. there are some thing i will have changed, these are for story purposes.
"words" is spoken word words is telepathic conversions
"well hello again" he said in a thick russian accent.
"h, h, h, h, hell, hello" is all i managed to stutter out.
he placed me gently on the floor, his hands on my shoulders. it was then that i realised that i was soo dizzy that i fell as soon as he left go. i feel forward onto him. my hands finding his huge muscled chest and his flat strong stomach that felt heavenly thou the white vest he was wearing. he put his hand under my chin and lifted my head, i looked into rich blue eyes and a face that showed nothing but concern
"are you okay" his russian accent making my knees go weak.
i leaned forward, my face going closer to his. he was moving closer to, my lips almost coming in contact with his. i was about to kiss when dizziness overcame me, blackness swarmed around the edges of my vision. i found myself falling. i fell into conscienceness with the feeling of strong arms wrapping protectively around me.
i woke up in the same room i have been earlier. i appeared to be okay but my head was pounding. i looked around and saw him there asleep on the chair next to my bed. he woke, seeing me he launched at me. arms going around me
"you are okay!"
as soon as it begun, it ended. he stood there, slightly embarassed, lightly blussing. As if by queue the doors to my left whooshed open and in walked, well wheeled, a man who was at least over 50.
"hello andrew, you have had an eventful day haven't you" he said as he can up to my side, the opposit side to my russian companion.
"you have already meet one of our numbers" he nodded to my right "this is peter, he is the one who rescued you earlier..."
"rescued, i needed rescuing" i interupted uncertainly.
i looked to this man in the wheelchair and to the russian, who i now know as peter. peter looked to be controlling himself. anger leaked out of his face
"you didn't at first, but then scott..." his russian accent made my insides feel like jelly.
"peter" this man warned him "there was an little acci..."
"little" peter interupted "it was more than little professor"
"the was an" he delayed for a moment, looking at peter "accident. we had found you a couple days ago, when we going to meet you when we were attacked. you got hit in the cross fire. you got hit by one of scotts optic beams"
i looked at him, puzzled, optic beams?
"scott has the power to emit beams out of his eyes, optic beams, you got hit my one" to told me, answering the question i have not asked. "we have a divice here called cebro. it tells us where people are, mutants and human. it is how we found you" he paused, allowing me to ask questions
"where is here?" i asked.
" you are in new york. winchester, new york"
" you have got in be kidding. america. how could in be america. i was in london only yesterday" i felt peter put his hand on my shoulder
"you have been in a coma from a week, when scott's optic beam you. your powers protected you. it caused your powers grow fast over a very short time. almost too fast, the energy to do this was almost to much." the professor said to me.
i just sat there. i had been in a coma for a week, it had almost been to much. i was shocked and scared. peters hand was still on my shoulder. just how close had a been. a thousand questions rushed into my mind, but only one came to my lips
"what happened to my shopping" i said, i do not know why i said it, but it brought a smile to my lips. i felt peters hand relax slightly. i looked, he was smiling to, the anger on his face melted away. i looked at the professor, a mixture of confusion and amusement adored his face.
"we have it here, when you protected yourself, it got protected aswell. but i have to warn to, a jumper didn't make it" he was smiling down, the tension from a minute ago now not there
"okay andrew, i will get to the point, i want to invite you to stay here. to help you with your power's. you do not have to worry about anything, we will sort it all out"
"help with my power's, what is wrong with them" i said, worried
"nothing is wrong, we want to help you control your powers"
"i want help with my powers. i do not know much about them"
"on that note welcome to xavier's. i'm charles xavier and this is my place. it is here to help mutant with there powers, to help cotrol in a safe environment, where they can be around friends and people who are like them. it is 5pm now, your clothing is in the cupboard over there. i will let peter help you dress." he said to me, he looked to peter
"afterwards, can you show him to the dining room. dinner to almost ready" he turned around and wheeled out of the room. leaving me alone with peter.
okay that is it with chapter 3. please tell me what you think of it so far. my email is midnights-calling@ntlworld.com.
as you might have noticed so far. i have not called any of the people of there superhero name and i will not be. this story is about the love between andrew and peter.
in the next chapter we have andrews first danger room session and andrew finds out something that will change everything
thankyou for reading!