Hey everyone. So this is my very first xmen fanfic and I hope you like it. I just watched xmen apocalypse a few days back and I absolutely loved Quicksilver and I really want to see more of him in the movies. So anyways I came up with the idea for this fic and it is set after xmen apocalypse.

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters except for the OC.

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"Peter," a voice broke through his sleep.

"What?" mumbled Peter keeping his eyes closed.

"I'm hungry," said the voice which he recognized as Scott's.

It was at times like these that Peter regretted his decision to stay at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters with other "gifted" people like himself.

"There's a fully stocked kitchen in here you know," said Peter opening his eyes.

Scott was sitting on the edge of his bed grinning at the battle already won.

"Yeah but imagine having freshly prepared pizza right now," said Scott holding out some money, "with stuffed crust. Mmmmm."

Peter sat up and took it.

"This is the last time," said Peter pulling on his jacket in a flash, "also I'm asking professor to give me a different room."

Scott snickered as Peter rolled his eyes and left.

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"Alright," muttered Peter, "the last time, it took thirteen minutes to get the pizza. Today it will take twelve minutes and forty-five seconds."

Ofcourse out of those twelve minutes and forty-five seconds, ten minutes wouldn't count because that was on the guy making the pizza.

He was just nearing the pizza place, well ahead of his time, when something rather strange happened.

He bumped against something and instantly his speed went down to zero and he tripped and fell.

"What the hell!" he muttered in surprise as he looked behind him trying to figure out what happened.

"Oh god," came a girl's voice, "are you okay? I swear I didn't see you there."

Peter looked at the girl. She looked about seventeen with long dark hair and blue eyes which were filled with concern.

"Huh." said Peter a little dazed as he stood up.

The girl was looking at him apologetically.

Peter was looking at the ground thinking.

"Hey, can I ask you for a favor?" asked Peter suddenly.

The girl looked a little taken back.

"What favor?" she asked apprehensively.

"Okay so just close your eyes," said Peter well aware of how creepy it sounded but he had to make sure he was right.

The girl's eyes widened.

"No!" she said starting to walk away.

"Wait," said Peter.

Then without warning he touched her hand and then tried walking at his normal pace. Only he couldn't. He was walking at the pace of a normal person.

"Whoa!" he said.

"Are you drunk?" asked the girl glaring at him then she shoved him hard.

Now had Peter used his abilities, he could probably go get a cup of coffee and still be on time to avoid the shove.

However now-

"Ow!" cried Peter, "what was that for?"

"Don't touch me!" she yelled before turning and walking away.

Peter let her get a head start before following her. His abilities were back now that he wasn't in contact with the girl.

She went into an old trailer. Peter knew it was inappropriate to peek through windows but he was curious.

He saw a middle aged man on the sofa in front of a small tv. He beckoned to the girl and seemed to ask her something. The girl shook her head. The man stood up and whacked her right across the face.

Peter's breath hitched as he watched.

The girl just stood with her head down. The man grabbed her hair and brought her face to his, saying something before letting her go and returning to the sofa. The girl quietly turned around and left. Peter was hiding as he watched her leave. He followed her, she was walking towards a beaten down parked car. He watched her get in and lay down on the back seat.

She was sleeping in her car.

Peter knocked on the window.

The girl sat up straight and her eyes widened when she saw who it was.

"This is the limit!" cried the girl angrily as she stepped outside of her car, "What are you some sort of a stalker?"

"No of course not," said Peter rolling his eyes, "that would be creepy. So I think you negate my abilities. I'm Peter by the way."

"I'm sorry what?" asked the girl folding her arms.

"I'm fast," said Peter, "very fast. And my powers don't work when I come in contact with you."

"Well Peter," said the girl rolling her eyes, "the solution to that seems to be that you go away so that your powers work."

She shook her head clearly thinking he was a nutcase.

"I'm going," said Peter, "but one more thing. Haven't you ever heard a certain Charles Xavier speak into your head?"

The girl's expression changed.

"How do you know that?" she whispered.

Peter grinned.

"You're one of us," said Peter, "listen-um-?"

He looked pointedly at her waiting for her to say her name.

"Iris," replied the girl finally, "My name is Iris."

"Iris," said Peter, "wait two minutes."

Iris nodded and then watched as Peter disappeared from right in front of her.

Iris gasped.

"What the hell?" she whispered.

But she didn't move. For the last two years ever since her parents died, she dreamed of a place where she would belong. What she got instead was her uncle who pulled her out of school, made her work in his small bar as a waitress and beat her on a regular basis when she failed to comply. She had thought of running away, but where would she go? She wasn't brave enough to live alone. And now there was this boy who was telling her of a place she could belong. It seemed too good to be true.

She had long since learned to not get her hopes high.

"Here!" came Peter's voice as he appeared in front of her and handed her a card. She noticed he was careful not to touch her.

It was an address of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

"So you should come and meet the professor," said Peter casually, and then added, "It even has live in facilities."

His gaze traveled to the car and Iris blushed.

"I'll think about it," said Iris trying to keep her face blank.

"Okay then," said Peter, "bye Iris."

And with that he was gone in the blink of an eye.

Iris looked down at the card once more before shoving it into her pocket.

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So that was it for the first chapter. I hope you like it and thank you for taking the time out to read it. Leave a review letting me know what you think of it. Also does anyone know what Quicksilver's age might be? I read somewhere he ages slower so how old is he supposed to look? Also I am sorry in advance for any grammatical errors :)