|| Wings, Horns, and Angels || (Warren XMA)

Chapter 1

*Warning: Language

Margot POV

Charles was ahead of me as I followed him. Hank decided to go because he had a class to teach. He told me this school is called Xavier's School and told me about it's background. He gave me a whole tour of the mansion before actually getting to my room. 

"Your room is just down this hallway. Once a month Hank will check up on you if your wings are actually healing. Your classes will start tomorrow so you can rest today." He explained to me as I walked down the hall.

"Thanks, today I'll probably be going around the mansion a little more lat-" That was when someone bumped into me making me fall on my butt.

I rubbed my butt in pain. 

"Watch where your going horns." He said to me as if I tried bumping into him. In fact he was the one who bumped into me. 

When I looked up I saw a pair of blue eyes glaring on me, a blonde wearing a leather jacket. What caught my attention was his wings. They were like mine but white. But if you look closely, they were more like a light grey.

"What are you staring at fuck face." He shouted.

"Warren!! Language!" Charles said as he glared at him.

I growled at him and stood up, "Look who's talking dickhead!" 

"Margot!" Charles then said.

"What did you call me?"

"Are you deaf? You heard me angel boy." I said.

"Margot that's enough." Charles said trying to calm us down.

But I saw that he was angry. He moved closer, his hand in a fist ready to take a punch. I didn't move, I was ready if he wanted a fight. Before he could take a punch at me and gust of wind went past me and a silver headed boy held back the winged boy.

"Peter! What are you doing I was about to beat up this little shi-" "Excuse my friend here sweetheart." The silver haired boy named Peter said as he brought Warren outside. I guess he has super speed.

I guess Charles used his telepathy to bring him here to break up the fight. When I looked over to Charles his hand was on the bridge of his nose with a frustrated face. 

"I'm sorry Professor. It's just he seems like an air head that needs to be taught a lesson." I said as I looked outside a window where he and Peter was.

"Margot, remember that your not the only one that has been through rough times. He is also a new student he came just last month. He was one of Apocalypse's horsemen and-"

"He was one of them!?! Why did you let him stay here?!" I said.

"Because I believe he deserves a second chance." 

There was silence. "Well who exactly is he?"

"His name is Warren Worthington III. He's been through a lot which is why he seems rough around others."

More like Warren Worthington the Turd. I let out a chuckle and looked at Charles who gave me a 'are you serious' face.

I stopped I looked over to Warren and Peter, who were outside arguing outside. I looked at his wings.

"You know your mutation is similar to his. He use to have metal wings but they eventual turned back to his feather ones."

"Well he doesn't deserve them." I said under my breathe.

He must've heard me because he said that maybe I should just rest in my room instead of wandering the mansion. So I did just that.

I finally got to my room and Charles left. I laid in the bed. When I looked to the side I found some of my old clothes and other stuff. I got up and looked at them. Then on the drawer was my necklace I use to wear before Stryker took it away. 

I got the necklace when I was younger. It had a pair of angel wings as the pendant with a little golden heart. I held tightly on it. I got it when I first got my mutation and hated my wings and horns. But my sister loved my wings. She liked to touch it and sometimes play with it. She said I should love them too so she gave me the necklace as a reminder that I should love my mutation. 

I let out a sigh. I should try finding her one day. I then put the necklace on and laid down in bed again. 

"Today was a long day, I'm just glad I won't see that angel boy again." I said to myself. I just hope I won't see him again.