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C55 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2022-07-24 15:03:44 +0000 UTC-Westchester New York-
Upon returning to his family mansion, which was currently under construction as it is being renovated into the meta-human boarding school that it would soon become, Professor Xavier rolled past some workers and into his office followed by Storm and Nightcrawler.
As they entered the office, they couldn’t help but notice the still sleeping form of Logan, laid out on the leather couch with a stupid look on his face. Though he was kneed in the face by Spider-Man earlier in the day, nothing but Wolverine's clothes gave away that he was just in a scuffle.
The healing factor is a truly useful power to have.
As the door to the room closed almost silently, Logan sprang up from the couch, landing on his feet with his claws instantly shooting out of his knuckles.
Looking around the room as he growled like a feral animal, Logan searches for the iconic blue and red spider suit, ready to tear Spider-Man apart with his claws.
“Where’s that spider? I’ll tear his head off!” Logan asks as he noticed Charles and the rest standing in the room, looking at him with vigilance.
They knew Logan’s mutation made him sort of animalistic and wondered if they would have to physically restrain him until he calms down.
“He isn’t here.” Kurt says as he and Storm stand in front of Professor Xavier protectively. “You need to calm down, Logan.”
“F*ck!” Wolverine breathes heavily as he thinks for a moment before storming out of the room.
“Logan!” Charles yells, briefly stopping Wolverine before he rounded the corner. “Where are you going?”
“I just need some air...” Logan says in a false calmness as he paces down the hall and out of the mansion.
“Well, at least he’s calming down.” Kurt mutters as he takes a seat in front of the Professors desk.
“No, I may not read your minds, as it’s a breach of privacy, but I can still feel the emotions you radiate.” Charles says with a shake of his head, pulling up his chair behind the big oak wood desk. “Logan is enraged right now. He’s probably been waiting for the day he could get back at Erik, but that moment was ruined by Spider-Man. Now he doesn’t know what to do with all of that bottled-up anger.”
“It’s for the best though.” Storm finally speaks.
“Yes, we can’t leave a bad impression on the UN. If a full-scale fight broke out, then all of our plans for the future would have been derailed.” Kurt says, appreciating Spider-Mans help.
Silence suddenly fills the room, as Charles gets lost in thought. The events of the day played out in his mind, reviewing every aspect of his experience.
Charles wanted nothing more than to work with Erik in their quest to save meta-human kind, but sadly, the man didn’t trust his old friend anymore. He has seen the aftermath of Magneto's work in the many years they’ve been apart.
Erik has killed hundreds of people, but now that he thought of this, Charles wondered if they deserved it as he said they did.
‘...My death count is filled with r*pists, torturers, mad scientists, and other rotten folks, who have committed countless atrocities against our kind...’
Charles remembered every person Magneto has killed in front of him or the crime scenes he’s visited where Erik had been, and he couldn’t say for sure that none of them didn’t deserve it, which scared him.
As his mind went down this rabbit hole, Charles questioned his entire ideology and separation from his old friend.
‘Maybe we were both wrong...’ Charles thought as he looked back at his past.
Charles was too trusting and optimistic, while Erik was too violent and vengeful. They needed to come to a happy medium and work together instead of against one another.
“Professor, I think we should consider working with Spider-Man and Magneto...” Kurt breaks the silence, receiving a raised eyebrow from Storm.
“No, I agree with Spider-Man, but Magneto will never see things our way.” Storm refuses with a shake of her head.
Hearing the disagreement going on, as if his thoughts were being echoed from Nightcrawler and Storms mouths, Charles let loose a chuckle in self-deprecation.
“I need to make a phone call.” Professor Xavier says, motioning the two toward the door. “Would you mind giving me some privacy?”
As the two confusingly leave the room, shutting the door behind them, Charles takes out his cell phone and dials the number Spider-Man gave them yesterday.
*Ring Ring Ring...*
“... Hello?” The familiar voice of Spider-Man is heard as the ringing stops. “You’ve reached their Amazing Spider-Man. How can I help you?”
Though some heavy breathing could be heard as well, Charles writes that off as the man running around, catching criminals.
“Hello, it’s Charles Xavier.”
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“Hello, it’s Charles Xavier.” A voice says over the phone.
As soon as he hears who it is, Peter looks down to see a curious and slightly annoyed MJ staring up at him. Peter had practically barged into her room, jumping onto the bed and sealed her lips with his.
Sadly, that wonderful moment didn’t last very long, as his phone started ringing only moments after. It wasn’t his normal phone either, as he would have gladly ignored that. It was his Ghost phone.
He couldn’t ignore that as it could be something important, so he pulled away and answered, revealing that he is Spider-Man.
Thankfully, MJ’s mother wasn’t home, or else another person would learn of Peter's secret identity.
“Charles, I’m happy you called.” Peter says, looking down reluctantly at MJ, who sighed and nodded toward him. Covering the phone microphone, Peter bends down and gives MJ one last kiss. “I’m sorry, feel free to listen in. I’ll put it on speaker.”
Rolling off of MJ, Peter turns on the speaker phone and places the phone between them. Peter knew that his job as a hero would come between him and MJ, but as long as he involves her as much as he can, she hopefully won’t feel left out.
This is why Peter tells her and his loved ones almost everything about his life and asks for advice here and there when he needs it.
“After today’s events, I’ve thought about what you offered.” Professor Xavier says as he pauses for a brief moment.
“And?” Peter asks as MJ started putting the pieces together.
Peter told her about yesterday’s UN meeting, so MJ knows about the meta-humans that her boyfriend is trying to recruit, but she knows nothing of what happened today as Peter hasn’t said anything yet.
“I’m willing to join the Avengers and work with you, but I want a position on the council.” As Charles says this, Peter couldn’t control himself and muted the microphone before he started laughing uncontrollably.
Both of them made the same exact stipulation, which Peter found hilarious.
Charles may not trust his old friend Erik, but they were more alike than either of them would like to admit, which was good for their future cooperation.
MJ just looked at Peter weirdly as he started laughing out of nowhere on her bed.
“I’ll explain in a minute.” Peter says as he unmutes the phone. “That sounds reasonable. I’ll have to speak with the other future council members first, but I see no problem with that.”
“Good, thank you for your time. Call me back when you have an answer.” Charles says and hastily ends the call, purposely not giving Peter any time to speak about Magneto.
“These senile old men are truly blind.” Peter mutters as he puts the phone on MJ’s nightstand.
“Was that the guy who wants to open a meta-human school?” MJ asks and Peter nods, launching into a whole explanation about today’s events and his plans.
“So, you’re trying to combine these two rival groups into one, and add them both to your Avengers plan?” MJ sums it all up.
“Yeah, pretty much.” Peter nods as he pulls her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“Do you really think these aliens you saw when you met my dad will actually come back?” MJ asks as that was the reason for all of this planning.
“Truthfully, I don’t know.” Peter says, unsure of how to answer that as he has future knowledge. “It doesn’t matter though. With these meta-humans popping up and everything else that’s happened, it’s just best to be safe.”
Silence fills the room as MJ squeezes Peter in a tight hug.
“I don’t want anything to happen to you...” MJ says as she buries her head into Peter's shoulder.
“Nothing bad will happen to me.” Peter says, knowing that this is a typical death flag. “Where’s this coming from?”
“I’m just worried about everything that’s happened.” MJ says as she looks up into Peter's eyes. “You went from a normal hero, saving people from burning buildings and stopping the occasional bank robbery, but now you’re starting some superhero group, aliens exist, and these other super-powered people are popping up. It’s just a matter of time until someone strong enough to hurt you comes along, and I’m not strong enough to help at all...”
By this point, some tears were streaming down MJ’s face as she looked up at Peter in worry.
“...” Peter was speechless for a moment, as he didn’t expect this.
MJ seems to have been holding this in for a while now, yet she hasn’t said anything until now.
“You don’t have to worry about me.” Peter says as he wipes the tears from MJ’s cheeks. “I’m working my way to being the strongest person on this planet. It may take some time, but I’ll get there eventually.”
“I-I know that but...” MJ says, but stops reluctantly.
“What?” Peter asks.
“Nothing...” MJ says, obviously holding something back. “I just want you to be safe.”
A/N: 1669 words. Starting another chapter sooner or later.
