X-men x Percy jackson.

The only thing I could remember was many deaths and me being pushed through a portal.

It was right after the Giant War. Many expect Percy to perhaps sit in a bar, have fun and drink
with his friends. If only they weren’t dead.

One by one, killed by the person who some call ‘Mother Earth’ aka Gaea, you know, the Titan of
the Earth.

It was sad. Like really really sad. And to make it worse, minutes later I got pushed in some sort of
portal in a world I didn’t knew.

The world in question was New York.

I didn’t really understand on how I got here but I did so yeah. Portals are so confusing. Anyways I
turned around and what I saw was a big house. Bigger than the big house. So like any normal
grieving person would do I ran to a nearby tree and punched it. It hurted my hand so I cussed the
tree out. It almost felt like cussing Gaea out.

I then cried for a couple minutes.

When I pulled myself together as a whole I finally got the courage to knock on the door of the
house.

A man opened the door. He was kind of short and he had weird side burns. He wore a blouse and
jeans with a blazer to top the professor look off.

‘Hello, how can I help you?’ He questioned, looking me right into the eyes.

Speaking of eyes, this dudes eyes were like gorgeous. The same color of some of the skies
Jason used to swing me up as a joke when I was sleeping and then laugh when I fell hundereds of
feet down without any parachute.

A tear streamed down my face.

‘Hey, are you alright? Do you eh… want to come in?’

I nodded as I followed the man inside the big house. So many stairs and so many doors. To many
to count.

‘Charles, why did you bring a 15 year old kid into the house?’ A girl with blond hair asked.
You know who else had blond hair? Annabeth.

More tears steamed down my face as we arrived in the kitchen, the guy, Charles immediately
making a cup of tea for me.

‘So uh- could you perhaps tell me your name?’ Charles wondered.

I took a deep breath. ‘Percy…. Percy Jackson.’

‘Well hello, Percy, My name is Charles Xavier. Could you tell me what happened?’

But before I could even think of an reasonable , good answer, someone else came into the
kitchen.

‘Hey Charles, is that cup of tea for me? How nice, thank you.’ The guy said, grabbing the freshly
made cup of tea from Charles who stood there, a bit shocked.
The man was tall. Skinny but masculine. He was wearing a black turtle neck and beige jeans. He
was almost just as fabulous as Apollo if he had worn sunglasses.

‘Goodmorning to you too, Erik. No that was not for you, as you may have noticed, we have a
guest.’

Erik looked at me as if he did not, infact, notice me. ‘Hello, Erik Lehnsherr.’

‘Percy Jackson.’ I replied.

‘And what happened to you?’ Erik’s next question was.

‘I-‘

‘You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want, Percy.’ Charles assured. ‘Erik? A word please.’
He commanded the other man. The two of them walked out, leaving Percy alkaline in the kitchen.

‘What?’ Erik asked once he and Charles were somewhere private.

‘He has gone through a lot. Don’t push him.’

‘I was not pushing him, besides we bearly know him. You brought him in like two minutes ago.’
Erik snapped back. ‘Why did you even bring him in?’

‘Because he looked sad.’

‘Because he looked sad.’ Erik mocked him. ‘Really Charles? You couldn’t think of any better
excuse?’

The shorter man sighed. ‘I brought him in because I may have read his mind and let me tell you, it
is a mess.’

‘What did you see?’

‘Gods… War… death.’

Erik smirked. ‘You think the kid’s some sort of daydreamer?’

‘I am not saying that. I am saying that he might be from another world. That aside, he needs out
help and perhaps he can help too.’

‘Fine. Whatever you think is the best, Professor.’

Charles smiled ‘Please don’t call me that.’ He said before returning to the room Percy was sitting
in, the kitchen.

‘Percy,’ Charles called out, expecting Percy to sit there but instead finding a mirror like object
floating in the room.

‘So like do you have any ideas on how to get back.’ I wondered, talking into the mirror. I wasn’t
worrying about Charles, the mist would cover that one up.

‘Percy, we don’t even know where you are.’ A deep voice replied. ‘Just try to stay low and we will
get back to you, alright?’

I nodded. ‘Yeah, sure. Thank you, Chiron. Say hi from me.’

‘Goodbye Percy, stay safe.’

And with that the mirror disappeared, having Percy jump a little when one confused Charles
looked at him.

‘I- uh.’

‘What?’ I nonchalant questioned.

‘Could you, perhaps, tell me what or who that was?’