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Erik gripped him tighter by the arm. “Leave it.” He flung one hand at the maître d’, crushing the phone back into its cradle to the sound of a surprised shout, jammed the front doors shut, and began down the hallway.
He hadn’t expected Theo to resist. But there the boy was, digging heels into the carpet and attempting to pull his arm free.
“Theo,” Erik said, trying to control his tone. It came out more strangled than calm.
“No! Let me go!” Theo turned toward the door, to where the maître d’ apparently had ducked beneath the counter.
“Theo,” Erik said again.
“Help! I’m kidnapped!”
Erik saw a flash of light, a searing pain in his hand like electric shards climbing up his arm. He let go on instinct, stumbling backwards and using the pull of the metal around him to keep his balance.
That power -
The policemen began to shout outside, and they began attempting to bring down the blockade door. The maître d’ found his courage and was futilely attempting to tear the barricade down from the inside to allow them in.
“Help!” Theo cried at him. “I’m - ”
Erik crushed his fist together in one impulsive moment, tightening the cuffs against ankles, wrists, the choker he’d transformed into a necklace drawn harshly around that frail throat.
Theo’s legs kicked out despite Erik’s control. He choked, light refracting red and blue from his tearing eyes. Erik stepped forward.
“If you go with them, they will put you back in that hospital, Theo,” he said quietly. “They will tie you down and drug you. If you go with them, they will take your power against your will. Just as they did before.”
He released his hold, removing the metal cuffs completely from Theo’s body, rounding them into a single orb of silver. The boy shrank back, one hand at his throat, the other outstretched as if to ward off another attack, but within his palm, there light gathered.
Erik raised his hands slowly, his first gesture of peace. “Come with me, Theo. Do me one favor, just the one, and I will set you free. You need never be held captive again.”
The banging against the door suddenly ceased. His ears rang at the absence of sound. The air turned hazy around them, smoke spilling from beneath the front door. They were being smoking out.
“You’re a liar,” Theo gasped out, shoulders beginning to heave. “A liar! All you do is lie to me! Lie, lie, lie, lie - ”
“When did I ever lie to you?” Erik cut in. “In the hospital, I told you I needed your help. I told you I would make it so you were never a captive again.” He held out one hand, palm up. “Do me this favor, Theo. One favor, and I will keep to that promise.”
Then, an explosion. Shrapnel flew from the door. Fire spread, climbed to the ceiling. Uniformed men poured into the lobby, weapons raised.
Everything froze but for the orange, yellow licking flames. Erik held them, by the smallest scraps of metal to the weapons and fastenings on the men, held petrified in place, his free hand raised against the world around just them two.
Theo’s hand was warm in his.
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Theo’s hand was warm in his.
Oh my, oh my!
Erik is well defined in this, which is probably the one thing most X-men first class fics lack for me (as well as for Charles, actually). You can feel the conflict, how far he is ready to go and yet he is nothing like Shaw.
I wish you would de-anon! Or if you could direct me to some other fills you've written? If I had your talent, I would claim it :)
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Erik is well defined in this
This made me the happiest! I want my writing to make the characters more full and rounded, rather than merely having them act as empty puppets that look and mimic like the characters in a movie or book, if that makes sense. Anyway, I'm glad he doesn't seem flat to you.
Soon as I'm done, I'll de-anon! I'd like to finish it first before claiming it. Thanks again for your wonderful encouragement!
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