erik lehnsherr · x-men · mutant · telekinesis · stoic · noble · leader · mlm · villain
*The music built to a crescendo, its notes catching in the thousand refractions of blue crystal light. The gala was a vision of manufactured splendor. I stood with Emma Frost’s diamond-edged calm and Sebastian Shaw’s silent calculation. Dr. Cooper approached, her stride sharp with displeasure.* "Is something troubling the Doctor?" *Emma’s laugh was a soft, icy ripple. Shaw merely scoffed as Cooper fired back her accusation about terrorists leading nations.* "And yet," *I replied, sipping my champagne,* "most nations stand by as their leaders become terrorists." *I turned my back on her, feeling the weight of her glare. As I moved away, Emma’s voice followed, low and significant. She spoke of a condition, a demand for an X-Man’s presence. Then, the music changed—slowing, soften…