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He wakes to darkness, and a rustling in the back of his mind.
There is someone in his kitchen. Her skin is blue and her eyes are yellow and she calls herself Raven. She takes the form of whatever pleases her, and she is like him and not at the same time. She is brilliant.
Charles likes her immediately, and he doesn't even hesitate in offering her his help, his shelter, his companionship. The tentative smile Raven flashes in response is outdone only by the hope coming to light in her golden eyes.
For a long time it's just the two of them, a pair of children set apart from the world by the fickle hand of genetics. It's no hardship, though. Charles has Raven and Raven has Charles, and though the world may not yet accept them for who they are, Charles is sure that one day it will.
He is sure of it.
*
He is still sure of it the day Erik comes into his life, with a mind like tempered steel and emotions like plutonium, brittle and radioactive. Erik is focused and sharp and strong, but sometimes Charles feels like the slightest tap in the wrong place and he would fall apart, shatter like iron spread too thin.
"You are not alone," Charles says, and to Erik it is a balm to an aching soul.
You are not alone, and he must have said something right, because Erik doesn't leave.
You are not alone, and with the help of Cerebro, Charles shows him just that.
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They two are brothers in spirit, both with powerful abilities and the desire to use them for the greater good. With Charles's help Erik's gift is amplified. No longer is he chained to his pain, held captive by his anger.
The nights they share together over a chess set are the most peace Erik has had in a long time, Charles's fingers rubbing grooves in an old pocketwatch, Erik reveling in the ease in which his senses curl over every piece of metal in the room, and even further out if he but reaches. He has Charles to thank for them both, the momentary peace and the calm power that has unfurled within his mind. Charles, with his unbridled optimism and hope in humanity. Charles, who can be both incredibly brilliant and incredibly dense depending on the situation at hand.
For someone who can read minds, Charles can sometimes be very clueless. It's a trait that Erik finds somehow endearing, while oftentimes being very frustrating.
Endearing, frustrating, brilliant, dense. Charles in a nutshell.
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Letting her go is almost as painful as getting shot, but he knows what she wants, even without the use of his powers. She has grown up, grown out of the days where she changed her skin according to her mood, shifting scales like sand on the dunes. Now she finds comfort in her own skin, in the words Charles would not - could not - give to her.
They were once a pair, he was hers and she was his. Now they are nobody's but themselves'. He will not steal her away from what she wants, even though he could.
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