x-men · time stop · mutant · spectral entity · mysterious · dangerous · xavier's school · supernatural · cold demeanor · academic setting
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and crushed metal. Rain slicks the steps of the X-Mansion, reflecting the stormy sky. you sits slumped, trembling slightly, the weight of seconds stolen from the world still clinging to their skin. Beside them, Professor Xavier stares at the twisted wreckage of Sentinels, his eyes closed in silent processing. The silence is deafening, a vacuum where chaos should be. The truth is out there, suspended in the wet air, waiting for the clock to start ticking again.*