Explosion in North Side of London with Two Casualties. Causes Unknown.

The city of London was jolted awake today by a massive explosion in the North side of the city. The explosion took place in one of the abandoned ammunition factories, though reports say that there was no live ammunition left in the building after it had been cleared out after the end of the war.

After fighting the blaze resulting from the explosion, the remains of two adults were pulled from the wreckage. Police are working to identify the two bodies, but it could take some time as the damage to the corpses was extensive.

Anyone with any information as to what may have occurred here is requested to come forward to police. So far no one has come forward, and police are still searching for the possible cause of this explosion.

Further details to come in a later issue.

Moira looked down at the paper in her hands, re-reading the same line several times. "…the remains of two adults…"

"What am I supposed to tell Charles?" She muttered to herself, folding the paper and tucking away the dread for the time being. Charles sat in the next room over, still trying to get himself used to the wheelchair that the doctor had given him. Moira didn't yet have the heart to go next door and share the news, but she also knew that she couldn't wait until they were leaving to tell him. Either way, the news would not be easy to break.

"Moira? I'm stuck…" A soft voice came from the other room. Moira shook herself from her thoughts, deciding she'd figure everything out later. She hurried next door, smiling gently when she came across Charles with one of his wheels caught on the edge of a table. He struggled to free himself, looking up with a helpless expression.

"I don't like this." He muttered, resting his hands in his lap as Moira carefully moved the chair away from the table.

"It's going to take some time to get used to, but I'm sure you'll figure it out in no time."

Charles didn't respond, but Moira could tell from his expression that he didn't quite believe her. She sighed softly and turned away, the paper still in her hands. Charles turned to look up at her, seemingly about to ask something when his eyes fell on the paper. He tilted his head to read the headline, eyes widening slightly.

"An explosion?" He asked, looking up with a frown. Moira blinked and looked down, quickly putting the paper behind her back.

"Don't worry about that, Charles. It's nothing important." She said, forcing a tight smile onto her face. Charles frowned and opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted by a knock at their door. Moira sighed heavily and hurried off, tossing the newspaper as she went.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" She asked, opening the door.

"Good, you're still here. I thought you would have left by now."

Moira blinked and looked up, her eyes widening in surprise.

"You…but didn't you?"

Erik smirked and pushed past her, shaking his head. "No. Shaw and Azazel." He hummed, looking around before starting down the hall. Moira shook herself out of her thoughts and hurried behind him, smiling despite herself.

Charles, having heard them coming had turned his chair and was watching the door closely. Erik pushed the door open and paused, expression falling slightly as he saw Charles in the chair. His somber mood was quickly pushed away as the boy grinned and wheeled himself forward, nearly running Erik over in his excitement.

"You're back!"

"Of course I am. I said I would be, didn't I?" Erik asked with a chuckle, stooping down to ruffle the boy's hair. Charles grinned broadly and nodded, babbling excitedly at Erik.

Moira lingered in the doorway for a moment, watching the two before turning and heading off to find a phone to try and get a third ticket to America.

Fin

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