Professor Xavier Cerebro Novels & Stories

He continued, "But, sir. May I ask you something?" "Yes, go ahead!" Xavier said, still maintaining his calm expression. "Over the past few months, you've seen hundreds of doctors, and they've all said that they can't cure your illness. In fact, they don't even know what kind of illness you have. Then, how is it possible that you are now cured?" Gavin asked, furrowing his brow. Joss snorted, "You mean ... you're saying that Mr. Xavier is lying?" Gavin's eyes widened and he immediately knelt in front of Xavier, "Oh, please forgive me, Sir. I ... didn't think you were lying. I ... how could I dare to think that?"

Xavier passed through multiple checkpoints before finally being directed to a waiting area. He sat down and checked his phone again. A message from Jaxon appeared. ‘I’m okay.’ Xavier quickly replied. ‘Any coughing?’ A moment later: ‘No.’ Relief washed through him briefly. Footsteps approached soon after and an elderly man with kind eyes walked toward him. “Hello,” the man said warmly. Xavier stood.“Hi. I’m Xavier.” “Xavier Steele?” the man asked. “Yes.” The man chuckled softly. “Oh, I’m not the person you’re here to see. My name is Dr. Leonard Hale. I’m one of the senior researchers here.”

Its tiny, dark-veined hand reached out toward the glass, toward the blood seal Phineas had painted. A low, vibrating hum started in the floorboards. It wasn't the engine. "Ugh... what the hell?" Xavier suddenly let go of the cyclic with one hand, rubbing his temple. "My head. It feels like... like a migraine." "Keep flying, Xavier," Phineas said. His voice was a flat, dead line. "Something's... the lights are dimming." Xavier’s voice was becoming thin. He looked at his hand on the controls. The skin was losing its tan. The veins were becoming prominent, turning a dark, bruised purple.

She had passed dusty relics and half-shattered statues of forgotten queens and ignored the thick cobwebs clinging to her hem. Now, pressed against the stone raven-shaped vent, she watched the chamber below unfold like a play. Her eyes flicked from council member to council member, but they always returned to him. Xavier. He was... alive. Still. Against all odds. Against what Vito said. But different. He no longer moved like a soldier. He moved like a storm that had seen its eye. Ceres gripped the edge of the carved ledge. Below, he stood firm while Vegas interrogated him, while Vito poked and prodded with words dipped in venom.

) He mumbled in his usual thick Italian accent making her sigh once again. She pulled the two heavy blankets over his body. Firstly, he was so sick, and secondly, he dared to sleep without any shirt on with only one thin cover. It was a fortune that Cole came on time as Sinister didn’t come to see Xavier today. Otherwise, the big man wasn’t thinking of telling anyone. Yes, Xavier is still alive but kind of dead too. The torture is beyond anyone can endure for so long. Sinister had to admit how strong Xavier is that he is still keeping up with the torture without dying.

Aaron continued with a grin. Xavier experienced a disorienting buzz in his mind while his cheeks flushed, leaving his eyes bloodshot. He then grabbed Aaron by the collar, roaring, "What did you say? I thought my promotion was due to the cryogenic freezing experiment!" His outburst took Aaron aback. "That's impossible! That was ages ago. It's practically history!" A tremor coursed through Xavier, and he loosened his grip. Just then, I was wheeled out of the operating room.

I was about to leave back to where I came from when It suddenly clicked that because Lexie saw his face, she kept calling him Xavier, I opened the door and entered the office. "How may I help you?" Doctor Jennifer asked as she stared at me with confusion. "I am sure you know the directors of this hospital and you know the head of the neurosurgeon department and the cardiologist department," I said to her. "Yes, Dr Alexandrain Xavier Williams is the head of the neurosurgeon department, The cardiologist department doesn't have any head right now because the head Mr Xavier Williams is late and his mother Mrs Anita Williams isn't in the condition to manage things, and if I may ask who are you?"

DALA The lecture was torture. And not the ‘Ugh, I hate this subject’ kind. No, no. This was the ‘Why am I here? Who did I offend in my past life?’ type of suffering. Professor Xavier—because apparently, that was his actual title—stood at the front of the room, looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here, which was ironic considering I was thinking the same thing. He went on and on, his deep voice droning over topics I wasn’t even sure existed before today. If I wasn’t trying so hard not to attract attention, I would’ve laid my head on my desk and accepted my fate.

"I'm still using them. At least I can sleep for two hours every night." Chase looked at his best friend with sadness in his eyes and replied, "I hope you will be cured soon, Xavier." Chase Forbes was a Pediatrician at Taylor Private Hospital. He was the attending doctor of Xavier's daughter, Sage. He remembered something and said, "Xavier, we have a gifted Neurosurgeon in our hospital, Dr Avery Martins. Why don't you send Sage to her? Maybe she will find a way to remove her brain tumor." Xavier's eyes lit up, and he asked for Dr Martins' number. Chase quickly sent him Dr Martins' contact details.

The strong connection he feels to her has refused to go away, there was something about her, something that keeps pulling him towards her. Xavier shook his head to clear all his thoughts as he focused on the work at hand. *** "Sir, I and my team have developed something new and I'll love to present it." Mr Gomez said. "Alright." Xavier said , Mr Gomez stood up, he walked to the front of the huge projector, using the remote, he put their project on screen. A tiny frown appeared on Xavier's face when he saw a teddy bear with a heart shaped lamp on it's chest appear on screen.