A/N- Hey to you all! I feel like the new kid in the block, every time I enter a new fanfic domain. So hey again, I'm See1like, and this is my first X-men first class story, I hope you'll enjoy it.

This story is a bit complicated; it is an AU story that involves parallel universes and multi-dimensions, but I truly hope that the plot will be clear enough for you to follow and hopefully like.

Warnings: Angst. Non-con, Violence, M/M, Erik/Charles, Explicit, Slow developing relationship, AU, did I forget anything? Lol…

Rating: NC-17

Announcement: I Don't own X-men and sadly never will, ever!

Well, I hope you will take interest in this little endeavor.

Know thyself

For the love of god- (Prologue)

Charles Francis Xavier was born to a blue blooded family, rich beyond measures. He was also born a twin to his beautiful sister, Raven, who was his best friend and which he absolutely adored.

Charles Francis Xavier was born a telepath, a mutation; he kept hidden that fact from everyone, including his parents, but not from Raven, never from Raven.

They were three month short of seventeen, proud members of st. James academy; a well established private secondary and high school for boys and girls at the outskirts of London.

Charles Francis Xavier had shaggy brown hair, small framed body, and his built was less than impressive. The only thing noticeable about him was his striking azure eyes, which he tried not to impose on anybody for too long a time. Currently they were drifted to gaze at the window and admire the view outside of his classroom.

The scenery was breathtaking, a perfect autumn postcard picture. The sky was heavy with clouds, a gray thick blanket, which was reflected on the lake and brought out the vibrant colors of the greens of the meadows and the reds of the autumn leaves on the trees.

"Charles Francis Xavier!" the teacher shouted out loud.

The boy jerked up, realizing he has been named a few times already; he retrieved his wondering gaze back to the classroom.

"I'm sorry, sir…"

The rest of the boys in the class, glared at him with smirks and chuckles.

"For god's sake, Charles, your turn is up, unless you're not ready…."

"But I am ready, sir." Charles said, standing up, straightening his tie and jacket, both maroon colored and stiff.

This was the English class, and this day they practiced debates, Oxford's style. The topic was chosen by lottery, as well as the opponent who already awaited him by the teacher, in front of the class.

Lord Patrick John Hodgson, was a 6 feet tall blonde, hazel eyed boy, strongly built and the head of the rowing team, very successful with girls to the point that even his own twin sister considered him as dashing.

"The topic chosen for this pair was…" the teacher cleared his throat and announced "The Theory of evolution: does is contradicts the existent of god."

Charles sighed as he picked his notes and moved to the front of the class, all the while, Patrick's smug gaze following him, sure of his victory.

"Those in favor raise your hands and say Aye."

"Aye" the majority of the class, modern agnostic well-bred boys raised their hands.

Patrick reveled on this, for it was his stand to convey, Charles was the unlucky one to defend god.

"Those opposing, raise your hands and say Aye."

Few hesitating hands rose up, and a mumble of shivering "Aye's" followed, it was considered foolish at best, believing in god nowadays.

The teacher counted the number of the votes and eyes Charles "No undecided votes. Keep it short and clean." His gaze averted to the blond "Patrick, you may start."

"Thank you, sir." Patrick smiled his charming smile that could swipe girls off their feet and gave boys a fuzzy good feeling inside as well. "Being a modern educated man, leaves no doubt in mind that god is a fiction, created by man in his time of need, used to rule and enslave humanity for generations and cover up atrocities made in his name. The theory of evolution helps us get rid of this burden by proving that god has no part in creating life or the formation of the human race. By logical steps and well rounded explanations, Mr. Charles Darwin showed us how life can sprout from still molecules with no help needed. Humans are the crown of the evolution or the miserable slaves of god, what would you choose as your fate?"

A round of applause flooded the classroom, even the teacher seemed impressed.

"Well articulated, Patrick, nicely done. Now we will hear Charles's stand and give you a round of questions. Charles?"

The boy gulped and messed up his papers.

"Charles..." The teacher's second plea sounded more like a scold.

"Why yeah…." Charles swallowed again and took a deep breath. "Let me neglect the summary I wrote before and address the issue far more directly. I was… surprised to hear Patrick's approach, because it is completely irrelevant."

Patrick gazed at him, raising an eyebrow.

"I mean… What I'd like to say is, whether we choose to believe in god or discard him because we found a brilliant way to explain ourselves the way life was created has nothing to do with the existence or nonexistence of god. It is as if we try to figure out if the moon is made out of rocks or of cheddar cheese, but it won't give us any indication as for why it is there in the first place, for us all to see. Do you follow me?"

Charles glanced at Patrick who seemed to have lost interest in the debate, but then it hit him, this vision. They were in the showers alone together, Charles was bent over the walls, hands on the tiles; legs spread wide apart as Patrick hammered his cock into him.

Charles gasped, those damn projections, he cleared his mind and made a mental note to himself, never to go to the showers while Patrick was there. It also meant bad news for Raven and few other girls at the academy.

"Charles, drifting again?" The teacher sighed.

"No, sir... My point is that God's existing or not has nothing to do with the theory of evolution, in fact, the well known philosopher Mr. Immanuel Kant proved with a series of logical steps that this sort of question is beyond the human intellectual reach, I've rested my case, sir."

The classroom was silent, pondering.

"Well done" The teacher said "You need to polish your style though, and not let your mind wonder off while speaking, it gives a wrong impression. Questions, please?"

"Yes sir." Asked a boy, one of Patrick's mates. "This is for Charles…Don't you agree that the people who believe in god are nothing but primitives and barbarians… Like all the Islamic terrorists and their ridicules Jihad and suicide bombing?"

"Thank you, McCaffrey. Mr. Xavier, your answer?"

Charles frowned as he always did while encountering prejudice and quick judgment.

"First let me assure you that not all of the Islamic believers are terrorists. The absolute majority of them are peaceful and respected people. Secondly, Fundamentalism has nothing to do with believing in god."

"I beg the difference!" Patrick finished his dirty fantasy and came back to reality, where Charles was winning the debate. "Give me one good example…"

"I'll give you a few." Charles interrupted him. "Stalin's region of terror, Franco's murders… the Jewish Holocaust."

"The Jewish what?" Patrick snarled "What does it have to do with this argument?"

"Everything." Charles answered "Hitler was an agnostic, a true follower of the evolution theory, believing in a superior race."

"Survival of the fittest." Patrick said harshly "What's wrong with that?"

Charles could hardly hide his appall.

"This goes beside the point." The teacher interfered. "Any more questions?"

The class was very still, most of the boys lost in thoughts, some lost in daydreams or surrendering to scribbles. The teacher was about to call on the final vote when a shy hand rose at the back of the class.

"Yes, Mr. McCoy?" This young American scholarship boy was one of Charles's favorite college, even though Hank never spoken a word to him, he was too shy and his American culture and humble origin stood in the way of their friendship.

"Charles…" Said Hank, hesitating "I'd like to know if you really believe in god or do believe in evolution and such… I mean if it is too private for you to answer I'll understand, but…"

"It is ok, Henry, I'll answer your question."

"Be short about it." The teacher glanced at his watch.

"I believe that god and evolution are the same."

"Huh?" came a gasping sound of questioning from the audience.

"I'll explain myself. Evolution marks the pathway to god, because evolution strengthens the best parts of humanity- compassion, intellectual, morality, sense of just. Therefore it leads us to become godlike creatures and that is all that matters to me."

"Thank you, Charles. A quick vote before the bell, in favor of Patrick's statement…"

"Aye." Half of the class raised their hands.

"And Charles's…"

"Aye…" the rest of the class, Hank included this time, raised their hands.

"The one who swayed more voters to his favor is Mr. Xavier, well done, Charles, you win."

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A/N- What say you? I hope to see you on the next update, take care :)