THE X-MEN FIRST CLASS KINK MEME: PROMPT POST
You know why you're here. You've seen the movie. You're asking yourself, "So where was the gratuitous Emma Frost as White Queen in a corset? When did Mystique totally make it with Beast? WHY IN HEAVENS DID XAVIER AND MAGNETO NEVER MAKE OUT
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Before Charles and Erik, before solitary and the detention center and foster care, before the hospital, there had been his mother, father, Scott, and Alex on a plane. Alex was three. "You look tired, my angel," his mother had crooned, gently combing back his blonde hair from his eyes as he nuzzled into her side. The seats on the plane were uncomfortable, but she smelled as she always did, a small comfort - like a dusty library and lavendar and talcum powder. "Go to sleep. We'll be there when you wake."
Alex slept.
The next thing he remembered was waking up in the hospital, fighting, shaking, reaching for his mother but finding a strange nurse instead. "You'll be okay," the nurse said, voice like dry paper. "You'll be taken care of." They kept him in the hospital for what felt like months but was probably only a few weeks. Scott visited sometimes, but he wasn't mom or dad, and every time his big brother came without them, Alex resented him more. Later, he would of course learn that they were dead, killed in the plane ( ... )
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For three years he had a new mom and dad and sister, who was older than he was by two years. Ann and Mark put up with his obsession with planes and destroying them, but sometimes they persuaded him to put the broken toys back together, too. They taught him his letters again, and they told him to always mind his manners so he wouldn't get into trouble. Sometimes, they called him 'Todd' with a strange, faraway look in their eyes, but Alex could ignore that. He made mistakes, too.
After a year, he started to believe that maybe Scott had died in the crash, too, and that was why he never heard from him. Scott wasn't breaking any promises, because Scott was dead. It was just Ann and Mark and his sister Victoria and Alex, now, and he could live with that. He could believe in his new family.
So he believed in them, right up until the beginning of the first grade, when suddenly, accidentally, Ms. Jane's desk was on fire and Alex was crying because his chest hurt, and before that John had told him that his real parents had died ( ... )
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There are two years of his life that Alex hasn't told anyone - anyone - about before. Ever. Alex imagines that even if the Professor tried, he wouldn't be able to find anything about those lost years. The time from when he was six until when he was eight is a black void in his memory. The next thing he remembers is setting fire to some man's car and being caught by the police. It was a small fire. They asked him why he would do such a thing; they hadn't gotten all of his papers yet, or else they wouldn't have bothered.
"He dropped his wallet. I took some money before giving it back," Alex had said, voice devoid of affect. The ( ... )
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Victoria was the one who taught him how to calm down.
"I learned something at school today," she said when they were walking home together from the bus stop one afternoon. Victoria was a fifth grader going on high schooler, and Alex loved her more than he loved anything else - of that he was sure. She had long blond hair and clear blue eyes, besides, so they even looked like they could really be siblings. Maybe Alex loved that about her, too.
"Uh huh," he said, waiting. Being a third grader meant always waiting for Victoria to impart her vast and every-expanding knowledge to him. He jumped over the cracks in the sidewalk, imagining that he was actually bounding over rivers. If he stepped in one he would drown.
"I think you'll like it," she continued, all important. "You're always getting in trouble for being so hyper." She looked at him to gauge his reaction but Alex just shrugged. It was true, after all. He was always brimming with extra energy that made him jump out of his seat during lessons and push the other ( ... )
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"Um, Alex?" she was saying in a small voice. "You should take that breath now. Please."
He did. For five sweet seconds he inhaled, the pressure building in his blood, the thrum in his chest loud and erratic. He closed his eyes, seeing Scott's face, feeling all that confusion and hurt and rage again at being left behind, forgotten.
"Breathe out, Alex. Open your eyes. Don't panic. Breathe out," his foster-sister coaxed.
He opened his eyes, tried to remember not to panic like his sister said when he saw what had her edging away from him. Snakes of something red and crackling twisted around ( ... )
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Without Victoria, Alex thinks now, he probably would have gone to prison a lot sooner than he did. He has no doubts that he would have ended up there regardless, so really Victoria was only delaying the inevitable.
They grew closer, even when she had to go to a different school for grade six, and she became fiercely protective of him. If he were a little older, Alex probably would have been embarassed. "You get angry when people make fun of you," she said plainly to him once while they were at the local park; Ann and Mark had let them go after dinner and they just had to be back before sundown. "So don't let them make fun of you."
Her solution? Be the bully every once in a while and then people will leave you alone. Alex would get into trouble a few times, but then there would be fewer chances for him to get angry for real and set fire to something or someone, so it would be a good trade-off, right? Alex had grudgingly agreed.
Ann and Mark were even getting better at not calling him 'Todd,' or perhaps they didn't want to ( ... )
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Alex was amusing himself on the monkey bars, counting how many he could skip without falling. His sister let her feet drag along the mulch as she swayed gently in a swing at the opposite end of the play structure. A man approached. "Hey, kids," he had said, smacking his lips. He slinked over to Alex's sister as the children eyed him warily, but this had always been a safe neighborhood, so. Then he leaned over, whispered a few things into Victoria's ear, and grabbed her roughly by the forearm. He was dragging her away, to his car parked along the side of the enclosure, and she was struggling. She yelled, "Alex, help me! Don't just stand there!"
The stranger was halfway to his car with Victoria by the time Alex could react. Red sparked in his vision as he ran towards them. A patch of dirt and grass exploded by the kidnapper's feet, startling him.
"What the hell?" He turned, saw Alex glowing red, and cursed. "Fuck ( ... )
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