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15 September 2011 @ 11:58 pm
X-Men Fic: To Buy Free the Cost is Nothing  
Posted to erik_charles

Title: To Buy Free the Cost is Nothing
Pairing/Characters: Erik/Charles, Alex, Sean
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: XMFC
Summary: Charles figures out a way to keep Erik from becoming a mass murderer (AU)
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ


Charles tackles Erik, trying to draw his concentration away from aiming the missiles and they do falter, some explode, but it's only for a brief second or two. Erik's had a lifetime to learn how to fight like a mercenary. Charles is just a mere academic fueled by the passionate desire to both save the humans and Erik.

Blows rain down and he can only stand so long, there has to be another way.

"I won't let you..." he manages before a right cross steals his words, whipping his head over so he meets the gaze of the frightened children.

But Erik is right, they're not children anymore.

'Forgive me,' he thinks, but it's not directed at Erik.

A second later Alex is stunned to see his powers go off; it's not him controlling them.

Charles lays on the sand pouring part of his energy into controlling Havok's powers and the rest out to the boats, trying to get into the minds of the captains so they'll fire on their own torpedoes to stop at least some of them.

The first few shots fired from the ships are barely audible in his ears, the rush of white noise from the intense mind control almost drowning out even Erik's nearby yells of futility as his bombs blow up on him.

Erik tries to turn on Alex, to stop him, but Sean is right there with a Banshee scream to make him falter yet again.

Charles lifts his head to the sky with the last of his energy and sees the final bombs explode in Havok's red rays.

He has no idea how he's going to get them off the island if there's another attack, but for now he's given all he can.

He lets Alex go, lets everything go and sinks into the sand a specter of his former self - a shell, empty and vacant, with only one hollow thought echoing.

He stopped the war: for now.

Some part of his body registers strong arms lifting him, holding him and somewhere a voice is calling his name. It might be Erik, it feels like Erik, but Charles has nothing left with which to respond.

Oblivion beckons and with it comes a peace he bought with the highest price he could spare.



Erik is caught off guard when Charles - academic Charles - tackles him to the ground. It's a senseless fight, one he can't win, but Charles seems determined to at least try to stop him.

Erik's experience kicks in and he rains down punishing blows to bring a quick ending. It's only when he's partway through a wicked right cross that it hits him it's Charles he's beating, Charles: who is trying to say "I won't let you..." when Erik knocks him out.

He's stunned for a split second at how wrong this is. They should never have turned against each other like this: friend to friend, mutant to mutant, brother to brother. It's the humans who have done this, created such a rift that they came to blows over it.

His attention returns to sending the missiles back to the men who fired them, his ire renewed by his hatred for what they've made him do to the best friend he ever had.

They're on their way when suddenly they start exploding, red rays spraying havoc across the heavens, forcing them to explode before they reach their destination.

Erik turns, furious that Alex should intervene, but he can tell - like the rest of them - from the stunned expression on Alex's face that he's just as surprised as they are. Clearly he's not the one driving: Charles has to be in control.

He yells in frustration and raises his hand to Alex to stop him, but Sean stands beside his teammate and aims a viciously loud scream at Erik, forcing him to rip off his helmet so he can cover his ears against the pain.

He's losing the last of the bombs - the ships are joining in by firing on their own purloined weapons - but he can't bear the sound and focus on his powers. He turns to find the last of them are gone from the sky: it's over.

Erik's anger fades as he stares off at the ships in the harbor, some of which are already turning to leave.

In the battle of humans against mutants, humans didn't win, but neither did the mutants.

In the final estimation, it was Charles who won - the one person who got what he wanted: war averted, humans saved, mutants saved and Erik not to become a mass murderer.

His attention turns to Charles, but he's still lying on the beach where Erik left him. He should be getting up, telling the team they did a good job, accepting Erik's apology. Only he's disturbingly still, something that makes Erik's chest clench as he runs the short distance to fall to his knees and scoop Charles up in his arms.

He's limp, seemingly lifeless, barely breathing and Erik calls out his name to no avail. He clutches Charles to him, holding him tightly as the others gaze on in shock and concern. It's then Erik realizes that the ships wouldn't have fired on their own missiles without intervention. It was Charles, not only controlling Havok, but the captains too, all at once.

Erik closes his eyes and wills Charles to still be in there, in the empty shell that feels vacant without the beautiful spark in those blue eyes.

He'd told Charles peace wasn't an option.

Charles had decided otherwise, but he hadn't prepared Erik for the cost.

Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on September 16th, 2011 07:19 am (UTC)
New fandom! Again! And a MOVIE fandom to boot! /marvels/ /laughs at own pun/

After a lifelong love affair with Charles Xavier in the comics (Buffy fans will get that he was my Giles before there was a Giles) I wasn't sure I could see anyone other than Patrick Stewart filling that place in my heart in film. Enter James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender. Wow. Their chemistry really blew me away and got me to love their Charles and Erik beyond what I thought possible.

So I've actually written four XMFC fic so far this summer - two complete and two partials, of which this is actually the latest one. Some I wrote for kink memes, like this one, and others were home grown bunnies (which are multiplying helplessly now that we own the DVD). Hopefully I'll get all of them posted in the next couple of weeks.

Here's the kink meme info for this fic:

Prompt: Charles/Erik - Missile Crisis Aversion
Fill Part 1: http://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=14659153#t14659153
Fill Part 2: http://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=14803025#t14803025

It's not super slashy, but it's Charles' deep love for Erik that makes him push himself well beyond the safe limits of his powers, not knowing the outcome.

For those concerned, this is not a death fic. The assumption is that Charles ends up unconscious or in a coma or something he can recover from in time.

I confess I pretty much forgot I wrote a second part to this fill that's the Erik POV second half. /facepalm/ I was prepping to publish the first portion and had this niggling feeling I was forgetting something. /blushes/

The title may seem a bit odd, but it's what my muse supplied me with. To me it's kind of a play on words. To buy free seems impossible as there is no cost for something free, but in this case it's Charles buying Erik's freedom from sin/guilt/mass murder/becoming Shaw/YMMV. The cost is everything Charles has, all his power/energy/self/soul, and where he winds up is stuck in nothingness because that's all he has left. Ergo the cost is being doomed to nothingness, which is a rather high price.


Emma DeMarais
rubynyerubynye on September 16th, 2011 04:04 pm (UTC)
OMG! This is heartbreaking and glorious! They will eat it up over at oldfriends and thefirstclass. Shall I toss a line to comicstore_news?
Talithatalitha78 on September 17th, 2011 04:40 pm (UTC)
Great story!
purple_spock: XMFC: Erik Close Uppurple_spock on September 20th, 2011 04:08 am (UTC)
This is so heartbreaking, and so well written. I love the dual perspective and how deeply they feel for each other is so clear. Very well done.
ladygray99ladygray99 on September 21st, 2011 04:00 pm (UTC)
I really like this idea of how it could have gone. (And Love that you're writing this fandom.