Standard disclaimer, I own none on the Marvel characters within this story.
Only Nick Richardson is mine.
I have been playing with this idea and character for a while now. I have read so many Mary Sue's and the like I thought I would put my two cents in and write about a character who has less than amazing powers (actually no powers) and has no romantic interest in any of the original team characters.
Any reviews would be welcome, flames ignored and suggestions considered. I have most of the story already written in my head, it just takes time to write it down.
Basic information: The story would best be placed in the Movie-verse although the comic-verse does play a role. I have not followed the X-Men for years so I am sticking with what I know. The main character (Nick Richardson) appears to be in his early 30's, with a past that will slowly come out as the story progresses. His mutation is fully developed although not completely understood. More shall be explained as the story progresses.
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Thump, thump, clink
It is the start of yet another school year at Xavier's School for the Gifted. The young students are all seated waiting for the teacher.
"So like have you heard about the new physics professor?" questions Kitty. " I wonder if he is cute?"
Thump, thump, clink
"I don't know, I hear he is really old, I mean even older than Scott" Jubilee states in disappointment.
Thump, thump, clink
"What is that sound?" Asks Kitty
Thump, thump, clink
"I don't know, but it is getting closer" Jubilee answers, shifting in her seat.
The door to the class room opens and a massive man dressed in a black suit enters. Walking with a slight limp, his footsteps land with a thump, thump, clink. The "clink" coming from the large metallic cane assisting the large man. The suited man enters the room ducking to as to not hit his head on the doorframe.
"Oh my god!" swears Kitty "He is bigger than Bishop.."
"Good morning students.." Starts the large man; "I am your new physics professor, Mr. Richardson".
Upon close inspection the students note that Mr. Richardson stands close to 8'4" in height. His short black hair cut in a professional manner. Through his black rimmed glasses the students could see the intense stare of his black on white eyes, almost as if his iris's are black. The eyes somehow perfectly matched his usually skin tone. Mr. Richardson's skin was a steely gray color. His classic black business suit hinting at a powerful body hidden within.
"I am not normally a teacher by profession, I am actually an Mechanical Engineer. Professor Xavier is an old friend of mine and I am teaching here temporarily till a new teacher can be found. Noting this, I will not accept being treated as a substitute teacher." Richardson seriously states "I believe in the golden rule, I will treat you as you treat me". Finished with his small speech Mr. Richardson turns around to write on the Blackboard. "Today l will start with a review of topics cover last year" continuing with the day lesson.
At this point Bobby Drake being the class clown starts to quietly mock the new teacher, causing a few muffled giggles around the class.
"Mr. Drake, are you enjoying yourself?"
"Err...err.... Sorry sir.." Bobby says as he tries to hide in his chair. Trying to avoid the unblinking stare from the large teacher.
"Mr. Drake, knowing that you are the class clown as I was for warned I know you need to continue this child like antics to feel good about yourself. May I suggest next time you feel like proving yourself that you try and be an adult and find another more mature method? If not I am sure the more junior classes would welcome you as a new student."
"err... Yes sir, sorry Professor"
"Good" Mr. Richardson states as turn once again to the black board. "Although I must admit, Mr. Drake, That was one of the better impersonations of me." The professor says as he smiles over his shoulder.
***** At the finish of the class ********
"Mr. Drake could you stay behind for a second please?" asks the massive teacher.
Bobby drake, looking at his retreating friends only nods. Looking up Bobby can see the intimidating teacher watching him. Mr. Richardson black eyes looking right in to his.
Mr. Drake,.... I am sorry for coming down hard on you at the first of the class. Please don't think of me as a hard ass, I just want to run a smooth class. I don't like disruptions in my class, and I would appreciate if you kept your antics down to a minimum. I know you are a bright student and I think you could do very well in my class."
"Thank you sir, I am sorry sir"
"No problem, I was a teenager once too you know" smiles Mr. Richardson.
Bobby Drake, leaves the class room as Mr. Richardson once again grabs his metal cane and walks toward the teachers lounge. The slow steady thump, thump, clink following him as he walks.
********** Teachers lounge *************
Mr. Richardson is relaxing in a large lounge chair, a mug of coffee in his hand. His cane resting on the coffee table in front of him. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he doesn't notice another individual entering the room.
"Is the coffee fresh?" Asks a rough growl of a voice.
"Shit!!!!" the startled big man exclaims "I didn't hear you come in. Yes the coffee is fresh, I just made some"
The short, rough looking man walks toward the coffee maker. " You must be the new teacher that Chuck hired. The name is Logan, I teach the Runts self defense"
Laughing Mr. Richardson says "Chuck? God Charles must just love you. I haven't heard him called Chuck since we were in University together." Standing the big walks toward Logan, offering him his hand. "I'm Nick Richardson, and yes I am the new teacher. Nice to meet you Logan."
Both men notice the strength of the others grip. With an approving look each man takes a seat. Noticing that Logan is note much of a talker Nick picks up the news paper from the side table and starts to read. Logan finishes his coffee and silently leaves.
A few hours pass and Nick final finishes the paper, glances at his watch and leaves for his meeting with Charles Xavier.
I know it is short, I plan on the next couple chapters being longer. I hope you enjoyed it.
I have been playing with this idea and character for a while now. I have read so many Mary Sue's and the like I thought I would put my two cents in and write about a character who has less than amazing powers (actually no powers) and has no romantic interest in any of the original team characters.
Any reviews would be welcome, flames ignored and suggestions considered. I have most of the story already written in my head, it just takes time to write it down.
Basic information: The story would best be placed in the Movie-verse although the comic-verse does play a role. I have not followed the X-Men for years so I am sticking with what I know. The main character (Nick Richardson) appears to be in his early 30's, with a past that will slowly come out as the story progresses. His mutation is fully developed although not completely understood. More shall be explained as the story progresses.
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Thump, thump, clink
It is the start of yet another school year at Xavier's School for the Gifted. The young students are all seated waiting for the teacher.
"So like have you heard about the new physics professor?" questions Kitty. " I wonder if he is cute?"
Thump, thump, clink
"I don't know, I hear he is really old, I mean even older than Scott" Jubilee states in disappointment.
Thump, thump, clink
"What is that sound?" Asks Kitty
Thump, thump, clink
"I don't know, but it is getting closer" Jubilee answers, shifting in her seat.
The door to the class room opens and a massive man dressed in a black suit enters. Walking with a slight limp, his footsteps land with a thump, thump, clink. The "clink" coming from the large metallic cane assisting the large man. The suited man enters the room ducking to as to not hit his head on the doorframe.
"Oh my god!" swears Kitty "He is bigger than Bishop.."
"Good morning students.." Starts the large man; "I am your new physics professor, Mr. Richardson".
Upon close inspection the students note that Mr. Richardson stands close to 8'4" in height. His short black hair cut in a professional manner. Through his black rimmed glasses the students could see the intense stare of his black on white eyes, almost as if his iris's are black. The eyes somehow perfectly matched his usually skin tone. Mr. Richardson's skin was a steely gray color. His classic black business suit hinting at a powerful body hidden within.
"I am not normally a teacher by profession, I am actually an Mechanical Engineer. Professor Xavier is an old friend of mine and I am teaching here temporarily till a new teacher can be found. Noting this, I will not accept being treated as a substitute teacher." Richardson seriously states "I believe in the golden rule, I will treat you as you treat me". Finished with his small speech Mr. Richardson turns around to write on the Blackboard. "Today l will start with a review of topics cover last year" continuing with the day lesson.
At this point Bobby Drake being the class clown starts to quietly mock the new teacher, causing a few muffled giggles around the class.
"Mr. Drake, are you enjoying yourself?"
"Err...err.... Sorry sir.." Bobby says as he tries to hide in his chair. Trying to avoid the unblinking stare from the large teacher.
"Mr. Drake, knowing that you are the class clown as I was for warned I know you need to continue this child like antics to feel good about yourself. May I suggest next time you feel like proving yourself that you try and be an adult and find another more mature method? If not I am sure the more junior classes would welcome you as a new student."
"err... Yes sir, sorry Professor"
"Good" Mr. Richardson states as turn once again to the black board. "Although I must admit, Mr. Drake, That was one of the better impersonations of me." The professor says as he smiles over his shoulder.
***** At the finish of the class ********
"Mr. Drake could you stay behind for a second please?" asks the massive teacher.
Bobby drake, looking at his retreating friends only nods. Looking up Bobby can see the intimidating teacher watching him. Mr. Richardson black eyes looking right in to his.
Mr. Drake,.... I am sorry for coming down hard on you at the first of the class. Please don't think of me as a hard ass, I just want to run a smooth class. I don't like disruptions in my class, and I would appreciate if you kept your antics down to a minimum. I know you are a bright student and I think you could do very well in my class."
"Thank you sir, I am sorry sir"
"No problem, I was a teenager once too you know" smiles Mr. Richardson.
Bobby Drake, leaves the class room as Mr. Richardson once again grabs his metal cane and walks toward the teachers lounge. The slow steady thump, thump, clink following him as he walks.
********** Teachers lounge *************
Mr. Richardson is relaxing in a large lounge chair, a mug of coffee in his hand. His cane resting on the coffee table in front of him. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he doesn't notice another individual entering the room.
"Is the coffee fresh?" Asks a rough growl of a voice.
"Shit!!!!" the startled big man exclaims "I didn't hear you come in. Yes the coffee is fresh, I just made some"
The short, rough looking man walks toward the coffee maker. " You must be the new teacher that Chuck hired. The name is Logan, I teach the Runts self defense"
Laughing Mr. Richardson says "Chuck? God Charles must just love you. I haven't heard him called Chuck since we were in University together." Standing the big walks toward Logan, offering him his hand. "I'm Nick Richardson, and yes I am the new teacher. Nice to meet you Logan."
Both men notice the strength of the others grip. With an approving look each man takes a seat. Noticing that Logan is note much of a talker Nick picks up the news paper from the side table and starts to read. Logan finishes his coffee and silently leaves.
A few hours pass and Nick final finishes the paper, glances at his watch and leaves for his meeting with Charles Xavier.
I know it is short, I plan on the next couple chapters being longer. I hope you enjoyed it.