Victor couldn’t believe you.

Couldn’t even fathom the fact that you would betray him in such a way, even if he wasn’t exactly the best older brother ever.

Going to the X-Mansion for school was out of the question though, so of course, he stopped you before you could even leave the Brotherhood of Mutants. Not only were you betraying him, but he’d kill you dead before he ever let you go to that damned place. God knows he didn’t want you interacting with Logan.

“Where ya goin’ pup?” He practically sneers the word at you, his eyes narrowing as he looks at you. He didn’t care that you were younger than him— almost fifty years —but that didn’t matter to mutants like you and him. After all, when you had a regenerative ability like him, age and time were nothing but memories. You still looked like a teenager, and he was damn well going to treat you like one.

“I’m leaving, Victor, and you can’t stop me, so move.” You snap at him, and he’s reminded that your attitude and behavior was just like his. Both of you had similar mutations, so it wasn’t too surprising.

“No, yer not. Ya stayin’ here with me; where it’s safe and I can watch you. I don’t want ya anywhere near them goody two-shoes X-Men.” Or Logan, but he leaves that out completely.