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[X-Men]Fanfiction; Mine's not a high horse; Erik/Charles; PG-13

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Jun. 13th, 2011 | 02:47 pm
music: Madonna - The Power of Good-Bye | Powered by Last.fm
posted by: ailati in tiny_prayers

Title: Mine's not a high horse
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Pairing: Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier
Word Count: 305
Rating: PG-13:ish
Summary: Erik puts the helmet on, and Charles decides.
Spoilers: Set during the beach scene
Warnings: I am incapable of writing anything but angst.
Disclaimer: The franchise is owned by a bunch of guys, who are not me. I'm just an unemployed student, so please don't sue me. Just borrowing!
AN: I am currently lacking a beta, so any mistakes are entirely my own.

Erik puts the helmet on, and Charles decides.

For all that comes to pass later on, this one moment – barely a second, but stretching on and on for an eternity - hardly compares and yet is the one everything else will be measured by.

Erik puts the helmet on, and Charles makes a decision.

It's not pain he feels in that moment. Can't possibly be, when there's nothing. When he's nothing. Pain comes later, the kind that makes everything else stop. It's too late to matter though. Charles sees red mist clear away and wonders if he'll ever again be rid of it.

Erik puts the helmet on, and Charles passes judgement.

After. After, he could tell himself that there was nothing else to be done. That he didn't in fact do anything. But he has always found trying to lie to yourself to be completely and utterly useless task. Sooner or later you always had to accept the truth. Might as well not waste time getting there.

Erik puts the helmet on, and Charles does nothing.

In that moment, between one breath and another, Charles tightens his mental hold on Shaw and waits. He knows what will happen next and does nothing to stop it. What else can he possibly do? Letting Shaw go is not an option, not after everything he sees in the man's head now, and Erik is so far beyond his reach there's no way of stoping him.
The silver coin floats through the air and Charles watches it come through Shaw's eyes and still he does nothing. He feels it's edge pierce Shaw's skull and he screams, but still he keeps his fingers on his temple. Finally he feels Shaw die, and there's no denying the part of him that's glad for it.

Erik kills Shaw, and Charles helps him.

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from: etrangere
date: Jun. 13th, 2011 01:30 pm (UTC)

great work. Love the rhythm to it.

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from: ailati
date: Jun. 14th, 2011 08:32 pm (UTC)

Thank you. Glad you liked it.

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from: aruan
date: Jun. 28th, 2011 04:27 pm (UTC)

I completely loved this. No one seems to acknowledge Charles' complicity in Shaw's death, and he can rationalize it all he wants, but he played his part in creating an infinitely more complicated future than he'd planned.

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