[X-Men] Kill Professor Fork

"How dare you hit me, you bastard!" Xavier yelled. It was not his cowardly nature to be beaten by others. After being punched hard by Charles a few times, Xavier began to fight back hard at him. The two wrestled with each other.

"You can't beat me at all." Xavier smiled treacherously, showing his white teeth, not paying attention to Charles at all, and stretched out his hand to block his falling fist.

"Let's reserve our opinions." Charles spat, "There is a group of comrades coming here outside this room, you can't escape." Charles quickly hit Xavier's chin with his other clenched hand. Charles is the kind of polite and academic gentleman, but it doesn't mean he can't fight. It's appropriate to start a fight, and even Eric who is next to him can't help but express his admiration.If the two of them live together in the future and have family conflicts, will Charles repair him badly?Eric thought so.

"I'm afraid of you?!" Xavier said, "I was a Nazi SS military doctor who participated in World War II!"

"World War II? Then you really deserve to die." Charles didn't think it was something worth showing off. "I also participated in the Sentinel Project to save the world! The Nazis are nothing." Charles sneered, looking at him with provocative eyes. He punched him again, and directly knocked out a tooth of the opponent.

"Bah!" Xavier spat out the bloody molar, "I'll carry it with you today." Xavier's body trembled in anger, and he ground his teeth until they creaked out of a kind of extreme anger , the war between the two became more and more intense.

Xavier shouted: "Max! Come and help me!"

Hearing Xavier's call, Max stepped out of the room with heavy steps. He still had an infusion tube inserted into his body. Max pulled out the needle from his body and walked towards Xavier and Charles, with every step he took Accompanied by the violent vibration of metal objects in the room.A sharp silver blade flew towards Charles' back. Seeing this, Eric quickly stretched out his hand to hold the damn blade in the air. Eric stood up from the ground. The last time this nasty guy molested Charles, he still I didn't settle accounts with him properly, and this time I even made an effort to kill Charles. "I'll kill you with my own hands." Although Eric was expressionless when he said this, he was already furious in his heart. Together with the last revenge, Eric wanted to return him with interest.

So there will be Xavier VS Charles, Max VS Eric duel, all kinds of fights and fights.

Logically speaking, the four mutants would use their abilities when fighting, but I don't know which program went wrong. They just had to use primitive punches and kicks to attack. It was obviously a serious battle, but they ended up doing it Hilarious and funny.Snoopy is the most laid back, watching the show with poise.

"You murderer, bastard." Charles said contemptuously, "Those are all caused by human lives."

"Cut, don't pretend to be a priest of fraternity." Xavier said disapprovingly, "The ones I killed were just scumbags of society. There is nothing wrong with helping the world clean up the garbage."

"You are so wrong." Charles didn't think he was justified, but even more spurned and accused him, "It's not your turn to judge, you are just a beast that doesn't understand human hardships, you can't even be called a scum superior."

"I don't understand the hardships of people?" Xavier gave him a strange and sullen look. "Am I wrong and you are right? I just want to save my most important person and restore him to his original state, young man, this world There has never been absolute wrong and right, do you really know what the hardships of people are?!" Xavier, who was extremely emotional, began to run wild.

"You don't want to beat me, don't want to beat us!" Charles immediately resisted it with his mind.

The confrontation between the two then escalated. Xavier and Charles' thoughts collided. Xavier held Charles' head down. An irresistible torrent of memories poured into Charles' brain like a torrent. "Get out!" Squeezing out two words, he tried to drive Xavier out, but the opponent's mental resistance was too great, and he couldn't buffer it for a while.

"I don't want your shitty memories, get the hell out of my head," Charles scolded.

"That's up to you, just like many things can't be up to me, you don't know what hardship is." Xavier replied loudly.

Charles receives a memory that is not his own.

***

1939. 9, 1

With the spread of World War II in Europe, the Nazi persecution of Jews was promoted to a new class, and the Gestapo carried out large-scale arrests and massacres in Germany. As a military doctor, I was dispatched from Frankfurt to southern Poland.It is said that the Nazi SS is about to break ground here to build a large-scale experimental research site. I know what kind of tasks the superiors will send me to perform, but don’t ask me what heinous crimes the Jews have committed. The same without any reason?If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.

1942. 2, 1

From June 1940, 6, when the Auschwitz concentration camp was completed, batches of Jewish prisoners were sent in every day. We randomly selected hundreds of them every day, and then conducted various human experiments on them. , Later, the experimental projects continued to increase, and the number of prisoners we needed also increased. At the peak of the experiment, 14 prisoners were executed here a day.There are always various separation dramas and tragic events here every day. I have already seen it all. Everyone has their own destiny to face. I am not an omnipotent God. I just need to do my own duty. And my duty is to conduct research on these test items, yes, changing patterns every day.The Zyklon B experiment in the gas chamber; the pain tolerance point test was performed on the prisoners without anesthesia, and the brainwave data of the deceased were recorded; the twin babies were put in the refrigerator or oven at tens of degrees below zero to see who would die first, Or two die at the same time, in the euphemistic name of studying twin telepathy; or something like that.

Most Germans don't know our 'scientific experiment', oh, even the local residents living in Auschwitz concentration camp, they thought it was a food factory for making sausages.

1942. 2, 10

If there is anything different today than usual, it should be the man. He is a batch of new experimental products brought here not long ago, but I didn't notice his existence until today.From the list, I learned that the man’s name is Max. He is 25 years old and the same age as me. The reason why I pay attention to him is because of the first impression he gave me. How should I put it?The Jews who were brought to concentration camps were not fools. They all knew why the Nazis brought them here. Fear, panic, anxiety, these expressions appeared on almost everyone’s face, but I never saw it on Marx’s face. On the contrary, he has a calmness and firmness that other compatriots do not have. In this kind of death camp, he is as calm and calm as walking in his own backyard. I often see him facing each other alone. Wall thought for a long time, and finally showed an inexplicable sneer.Is he not afraid of death?I decided to ask the SS to keep him under observation for a while.

1942. 2, 15

In fact, we ourselves are very aware that this is a cruel and inhumane thing. We are inhumanely killing an innocent nation, but we have no other choice. In this black and white war world, it is undeniable that our head of state is a Crazy, but what can you do with him?If I disobeyed the orders from above, I would have died long ago. I don’t know how the world will judge our actions in the future, but I only know that at this time and this place, everything we did was 'right' 'of.

In addition, I also discovered a secret. Like me, Max has some kind of ability that is different from ordinary people. I saw him make a screw that fell on the ground move with my own eyes that day.At that time, my heart was extremely excited, and I had the feeling that I had found my kind. I have been hiding my abilities in a tight way all along. I thought I was the only monster in the world. Great, it turns out that I am not.

1942. 2, 17

In order to get close to him, I disguised myself as a Jew in a concentration camp, and I asked my subordinates to draw the same experimental codes as theirs on the inside of my arm, all in order to get close to him.But things didn't seem to be going well, and he was wary of strangers.

1942. 2, 20

I became acquainted with Marx because of a conflict between the Jews and the Nazi German army. I stood up to help him out at a critical moment. Of course, those Nazi SS soldiers secretly knew my real identity. Quietly withdrew.My cunning plan succeeded, and Max finally let go of some of his defenses against me.

Later I found out that he was not as unapproachable as he appeared on the outside. We talked a lot about his hometown and his family, his original life.Obviously he's very distressed about the power he has, but I know he just doesn't know how to control it for a while.

1942. 3, 2

The uniforms worn by the prisoners are all made of paper, and these uniforms are not discarded after one-time use. Usually after a batch of experimental subjects die, if the uniforms can still be worn, we will take them off for the next batch Experimental products can be worn in this way, which can save costs, and some uniforms can even be worn more than a dozen times.And so it was that I fell ill because of the thinness of my clothes in the cold weather of March.The situation is not good, I am unbearably cold at night, and my subordinates will not show up at this time, they will only come to select the experimental products at noon the next day.I really regret why I did such a stupid thing, I really shouldn't.

I lay curled up on the cold floor, thinking that if I die here tonight, my glorious life will be over. I am 25 years old, young and handsome, with a bright future, haha, I am not boasting.Suddenly I felt a pair of hands hug me, and I lay down in a firm and warm embrace. My cold face was warmed by the hot air from his breath, and I heard Max whispering in my ear to comfort me , To this day, I still remember what he said to me at that time, the voice still lingers in my ears, "Xavier, you have to hold on, I need you, can you hear me? I need you."

1942. 3, 15

After the typhoid incident, my relationship with Marx has made a lot of progress, which is very good. I also know a lot about the potential abilities in his body. His body is like a magnetic field, with the ability to control metal It's really cool to control metal, but it's a pity that he can't control this ability freely. It's too wasteful to capture him as an experiment, but on the contrary, if he can join the Nazi SS...

1942. 3, 18

I told Max my secret (the ability to read minds). One day, Max asked me if I thought about where I would go after leaving the concentration camp. Such Jews may never have the chance to leave. In fact, those poor prisoners are lucky enough to live for more than a month. Marx is not an idiot. Leaving, how could he not think of what was going on?

Instead of answering, I asked him where he wanted to go instead.He said he wanted to go to an island in the Pacific Ocean.I asked him why, and he said it was because it was isolated from the world and there was no war.I smiled, but he kept staring at my face, I asked him is there anything on my face?He said no.To be honest, being stared at by him made me feel unnatural, and I felt a little hot in the face.

Max leaned forward, his lips kissed mine, and then left quickly, I felt my face was hot, and I was in a daze for the next day, completely unaware What are you thinking.

1942. 4, 19

I found that I couldn't stay by his side any longer, and the situation would get worse if this continued. Although I didn't want to admit it, I did have feelings for Marx that I shouldn't have. I met with my subordinates during the briefing this afternoon and asked him to Take me with you when you come over tomorrow to bring the new experimental product to the laboratory, so that I can justifiably leave the concentration camp as a dead person.It's really strange, I can take off my prison uniform and walk away openly, but in order to lie in front of Marx, I have to continue to do such a fake show, it's really strange.

1942. 4, 20

Everything went according to plan, the prosecutor called those who were named, and I was naturally called.Max was standing next to me at the time, I didn't turn my head to look at him, but I already knew he was staring at me intently, I caught a glimpse of his expression through the corner of his eye, this was the first time, he showed panic With an expression of fear, he firmly grabbed my elbow with his sweaty palms, and I heard him calling my name in a low voice. Max shook his head and begged me not to go there.I lowered my eyes and didn't look at him, I didn't dare to look at him.His hands were sweating all the time, so I pulled them out and strode forward.

I stretched out my other hand to touch the elbow that was held tightly by him just now, and suddenly I found that the code on the inner side of my elbow was blurred and faded due to the infiltration of sweat. I guess Max also noticed the faded paint in his palm, and he rushed to it. He came to grab my elbow again, Max looked at me questioningly, what was he thinking? This botched falsification is possible, he already knows I'm a spy infiltrating here.

At that moment, I saw the hollow disappointment in his eyes.

"What is your purpose of approaching me?"

He asked me, I didn't answer, I turned to leave, but he stopped me.

"Answer me!" Max yelled at me.

"I'm very sorry."

"I don't want to listen to your bullshit apology!" He continued to growl at me, with uncontrollable sullenness. Today, his indifferent and handsome face showed so many rich expressions, all because of me, even though I looked calm, but actually my whole heart was beating restlessly.

The inspector heard the commotion here, and immediately walked over from the front, "What happened? Don't cause a commotion, and get out of the queue quickly." When he pushed through the crowd and came over, he saw Marx grabbing my hand and questioning me. , the inspector took out a pistol from his waist, "You damn Jewish trash, stay away from our major."

The inspector pointed his gun at Max, who was much calmer than before. The breath on his body made people tremble, and the gunshot rang out, but the bullet did not hit Max, and it was forced to stay in mid-air.At that moment, I made an incredible decision.

1943. 6, 4

It never occurred to me that I, a Nazi SS doctor, would end up on the run with a Jewish man in Auschwitz concentration camp.In the past year, Marx and I fled from Poland to Mexico and then to Buenos Aires.We have been living this kind of fugitive life. When Marx asked me why I openly resisted the Nazis, I would always jokingly tell him that I ran away with you at the cost of my life. Why do you ask me this? kind of problem.Max smiled and said nothing.

1943. 8, 22

Those crazy Nazi German troops never let us go, our whereabouts were exposed in Cuba, and we once again confronted the enemy head-on.Both of our abilities saved us from breaking out from the enemy camp.But we were too careless, and we were ambushed by the enemy on the way to escape from the wanted man. My calf was hit by a bullet. In order to save me, Max ignored his self-defense and was hit in the head by a bullet!

"Damn it, why didn't you leave! What are you thinking!" I cursed bitterly as I looked at Max who was lying in my arms.

"Me?" Max smiled angrily, "I want to follow you to the ends of the earth."

When I left the concentration camp, I swore I would never kill anyone again, but I had nowhere to go, but Marx was seriously injured, and I couldn’t let him die like this. I broke my vow and killed all the enemies who opposed us.I rushed to the hospital with Marx who was unconscious. The irony is that I was a doctor, but I was so trembling that I couldn’t do anything against Max who was covered in blood. I had to let other doctors operate on him to remove the bullet from He took his head out, and thank God Max was not in danger, but he became a vegetable, and neither the doctor nor I could do anything to wake him up.

From then on, I went back to my old job again, it didn't matter, I had broken my vow anyway.I started my own series of human experiments.I once again resumed my status as a death medic. As cruel and ruthless as before, I tried my best to pick on those vicious social scum and relieve the guilt of killing myself. All I did was to save that important Marx to me.Time flies, more than thirty years have passed, but it still hasn't been realized.

Max's bodily functions began to slowly fail, and his body gradually began to shrink. I thought of implanting other people's organs in his body to replace them. When I was in the lab, I found that the laboratory was on fire. When I rescued Max at the risk of everyone, his handsome face had already been destroyed beyond recognition. It's me who doesn't look like a ghost.

Out of a kind of self-conceived salvation, and out of a kind of resentment for my own incompetence, I have conducted human experiments more frequently than before. Committing crimes in one place for a long time is easy to be discovered, and I will constantly move places with Marx , Later we came to Phoenix, Arizona, USA. When I thought there was no hope, I found suitable resources in this small western town. All hopes of resuscitating Marx fell on the boy named James. On the body, yes, that time I saw him having a conflict with the boss in the tavern, his wrist was injured, but his wound soon began to repair itself, that is exactly the super cell reorganization ability I want, I Think, Max is saved...

***

"Fuck you, your past has nothing to do with me!" Charles stared at him with red eyes, not only because of Xavier's past, but also because of the Nazi concentration camps during World War II. Rick's childhood, that gloomy, helpless and hopeless childhood, he once glimpsed in Eric's brain, just as Marx is very important to Xavier, to Charles, he can't lose Eric, absolutely cannot.

"If there is one party here that will suffer a disastrous defeat today, it will definitely be you." Charles sucked his nose dry and regained his strength.He turned his head and yelled at Eric who was fighting over there: "Hey man, you don't have to lose, you hear me, if you lose to that guy, don't even think about having sex with me in my bed again!"

Eric was stunned for a moment, he smiled, he would never lose this time, because he was going to get serious next time.

Yes, Charles is his most unwavering belief.