5433"The Player on the Other Side" (WIP, CH.1) Scott [PG-13] X1 and X2
- Nov 13, 2003Title: The Player on the Other Side
Characters Ch. 1: Charles, Scott. S/J mentioned. L/J suggested.
Summary Ch. 1: Charles has influenced Scott's life for better or for
worse. Charles suspects it's for worse.
Summary WIP: A popular officer is framed for the destruction of
Alkali Base. His friends band together to ruin the mutant they
Rating Ch. 1: PG-13
Author: Rachel Martin
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"Could be. My father was stationed at Peterson when I was six."
Charles tipped his head back to stare up at the sternly beautiful
slabs of rocks. "I thought you said Nevada."
"Could be Nevada."
"It couldn't be Tahiti?"
"I don't drag you here, you know," Scott pointed out.
"You do, actually," Charles said ruefully. "Still, I don't mean to
"Well, it's not like you're interrupting anything X-rated," Scott
said, and grinned. Charles had never stood in a nursery holding a
newborn of his own flesh and blood, and he didn't think he'd missed
anything when Scott grinned at him like that.
Orange sandstone formations towered around them like monoliths in a
Martian landscape. Brilliant white light beat down from a blue-black
sky. A mostly-naked Scott lay sprawled across a red flat-topped
Charles shook his head at the sight of the boy clad in nothing a pair
of cut-off shorts. "You know you shouldn't get so much sun. You'll
get one of your headaches."
"No, I won't," Scott disagreed mildly. He sat up and swiped the back
of his hand across his bare face. "I've got it all under control."
"I'm not sure about that."
"I'm not a kid anymore, Charles."
"I know," Charles muttered. "It's not my dream."
Scott said bitterly, "When was it ever not your dream?"
Charles Xavier woke.
He lay staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom until two things
happened at once: the grandfather clock in the corner chimed five
times, and Scott Summers knocked on the door and entered.
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