X-Men First Class: The Fall of Magneto
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rheasilviaTitle: The Fall of Magneto
Author: Sylvia /rheasilvia
Pairing: Charles/Erik.
Rating: Not rated.
Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Story Notes: Mild crack based on X-Men First Class; story length ~1,400 words. Inspired byanalise010's prompt "fall".
Summary: Erik falls. Charles is there to catch him. And it all ends up on Youtube the next morning.
The Fall of Magneto
"Pathetic," sneers Erik. The Mutant Control forces down on the street have found even more guns to point up at him.
He turns a little more into the wind, making his cape flare out dramatically. "Pathetic, vicious little creatures. Do you really think your weapons can help you now? We are the future of this world, and you are its past."
It's a good speech, and he knows for a fact that at least two cameras are recording him right now. The MC routinely record all encounters… as do the X-Men. Which makes it a particular pity that Erik never gets to finish.
"If you will not adapt," Erik intones sonorously, "then you must d–"
Story on my website / Story on AO3
Author: Sylvia /
rheasilvia Pairing: Charles/Erik.
Rating: Not rated.
Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Story Notes: Mild crack based on X-Men First Class; story length ~1,400 words. Inspired by
analise010's prompt "fall".Summary: Erik falls. Charles is there to catch him. And it all ends up on Youtube the next morning.
The Fall of Magneto
"Pathetic," sneers Erik. The Mutant Control forces down on the street have found even more guns to point up at him.
He turns a little more into the wind, making his cape flare out dramatically. "Pathetic, vicious little creatures. Do you really think your weapons can help you now? We are the future of this world, and you are its past."
It's a good speech, and he knows for a fact that at least two cameras are recording him right now. The MC routinely record all encounters… as do the X-Men. Which makes it a particular pity that Erik never gets to finish.
"If you will not adapt," Erik intones sonorously, "then you must d–"
Story on my website / Story on AO3
