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X-Men Seven Minutes In Heaven
Intro
KEY
(Y/n)= Your name.
The Xavier Institute, Danger Room
The Danger Room echoed with the sounds of huge metallic footsteps as a pair of gigantic Sentinels engaged their targets. The three X-Men present dispersed as they came closer and enacted their plan of attack...
"Well, I'll say this much: They're big." Remy LeBeau aka Gambit remarked as the left Sentinel tried to stomp on him, but proved much too slow as the Raging Cajun easily dodged it. Seeing an opening, he drew a pair of cards from his pocket, charged them with kinetic energy and threw them at the massive robot's chest, the impact makes it stagger backwards before raising it's other hand and charging it's palm laser...
BAMF!
A cloud of smoke appeared on the Sentinel's shoulder and it looked to it, only for one of it's optics to be slashed by a razor-sharp rapier, one wielded by Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler.
"Ja, that's true. To be fair though, we've fought bigger ones over the years." The now blinded Sentinel attempts to swat the blue fur ball from it's shoulder, in response, Kurt put his extraordinary athleticism to good use and dodged the massive robot's hands while slashing at it's joints.
Gambit aided his ally by shooting many more of his kinetically charged cards at the Sentinel, every hit made it stagger and reel upon impact.
"Hey! Watch where you're throwing those things!" Kurt called as he narrowly avoided one of the Cajun Sensation's cards.
"Mes apologies! Gambit was only tryin' to help!" Gambit then caught movement on his left, looking to it's source, he was beheld the second Sentinel as it's shoulders opened up and revealed missile pods. With it's targets locked, it proceeded to fire all eight of it's projectiles and they zoomed across the room...
"Oh merde..."
Just then, the third member of this trio made his presence known. (Y/n) (L/n) otherwise known as Overcharge, the X-Men's resident Electrokinetic.
"I'll handle this." You said with a smirk as you quickly stepped around Remy and opened your palms. You threw your hands up towards the incoming missiles, bolts of electricity shooting forwards as they hit the missiles, causing them to harmlessly explode in mid-flight.
"Nice work there, (Y/n)." Your Cajun friend says.
"Thanks, Remy." You reply with a smile before looking back to the other mutant-hunting robot, "I'll keep the other Sentinel occupied while you and Kurt deal with the other one."
"Consider it done, mon amie."
You take a few steps forward and turn your palms so that they face the ground, bolts of electricity then surge from both your hands and feet, as they launch you high into the air. The Sentinel raises both of it's hands and attempts to blast you, fortunately, you prove far too agile for it as you literally fly around the towering machine's form.
"Catch me if you can, tin can!" You taunt it as it keeps missing you.
As you continue to distract your target, Remy and Kurt work on finishing off their own metal monstrosity.
"Remy!" The fuzzy elf calls out as he teleported away from another attempted grab by the blinded(but still dangerous) Sentinel, "I think I've found a weak point in it's armour!"
BAMF!
"There's a space in between it's neck and chest plate. I can't reach it, but, if you hit it with your staff..." Kurt continued as he appeared next to his fellow mutant.
"Gambit likes the way you think." The smooth-talking mutant grins and brings said telescopic staff to bear.
The Sentinel turns it's head in the duo's direction, it's one remaining optic quickly identifying it's targets as it raises one of it's huge metal fists and attempts to crush them both!
"A little help would be appreciated, Kurt."
"On it!" Kurt casually places a hand on Gambit's shoulder before doing what he does best...
BAMF!
The Sentinel's hand smashes into the ground. It's targets having escaped, it scanned the area for where they might have gone when all of a sudden, two explosions emanate from the back of its legs, literally bringing it to it's knees.
"Gambit's so good he even makes Sentinels weak at the knees!" Remy jokes, having been teleported behind the Sentinel. The towering metal behemoth quickly stands to it's full height and turns around to face it's target, it raises it's fist yet again...
BAMF!
Nightcrawler appears on the robot's arm and drives his rapier deep into it's joints, rendering it useless. It then raises it's other hand to swat at the yellow eyed teleporter, only for a series of kinetically charged playing cards to find their mark; it's shoulder. When the smoke clears, the Sentinel's remaining arm falls off at the shoulder.
"Time for the coup de grace!" Remy declares as he pole-vaults his way onto the massive robot's chest and drives his kinetically charged bo staff into it's weak point... Sparks fly, components rupture, servos shut down and the back of the Sentinel itself explodes as it falls backwards and crashes onto the ground, dead.
Gambit removes his staff and smirks at his handiwork, "One down."
"And eins more to go." The former circus performer says as he stands beside his fellow X-Man and they both look to a certain (H/c) haired male. He then brings one of his fingers to the intercom in his ear, "Would you like some help, (Y/n)?"
"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind." You answer back in a sarcastic tone, "Seriously though. I can't keep tall, metallic and ugly occupied for long."
"On our way."
You continue to evade attack after attack from the second - and now only - Sentinel. Admittedly, all you can do is dodge seen as your attacks, being electrical in nature, wouldn't do very much to a robot such as this; if anything they might recharge it's batteries... or possibly overload them...
'Now there's an idea...' You think with a raised eyebrow.
Your thoughts are interrupted when you see a familiar cloud of smoke appear on the ground far below you, out of which step your friends.
Remy wastes no time in throwing his signature projectiles to gain the robot's attention, it raises it's hands and prepares to blast him, but, being the savvy individual he is, he throws a card straight into it's palm-disarming the massive robot.
The Sentinel then notices Kurt and attempts to blast him in the same manner, alas, with his incredible agility and teleporting ability, he proves an extremely hard target to hit.
"Guys, I've got an idea on how to deal with our metal friend." You say over the comm link.
"Then let us hear it, mein freund." Kurt answers as he cheekily avoids a laser blast.
"I need you two to keep me covered while I overload it's batteries."
"Won't that make it explode?"
"Most likely."
"Well, you won't hear any complaints from Gambit." The Raging Cajun answers, "I can handle things down here, Kurt, how bout' you give (Y/n) a hand?"
You smirk at Remy's suggestion. He's referring to a tactic that yourself and Kurt have developed over the years; it involves you flying straight into danger, all the while, Kurt rides on your back with his rapier at the ready. It's something that's come in handy more times than can be counted, especially against flying enemies.
"You up for it, (Y/n)?" Kurt asks.
"Do you really need to ask?" You reply matter of factly, "It's time to ride the lightning!"
'Just like old times!'
You fly just above your friends and give the yellow eyed mutant a nod, he returns the nod and promptly teleports.
BAMF!
Kurt's signature smoke appears on your back, the strong and familiar smell of sulphur following soon afterwards as he crouches, and gently but firmly grips your shoulder to stabilize himself.
"Hey there, Kurt." You say casually, "How've you been lately?"
"Oh you know, can't complain really." The former acrobat says as he draws his rapier and points it straight at the Sentinel, "Now, let's finish this!"
With your signature smirk present, you heed your fuzzy blue friend's words and fly straight at the gigantic robot. It raises it's hands at you, panels in it's wrists open and a pair of hooked cables shoot outwards. You've faced Sentinels with these weapons before, they're designed to restrain mutants and in some cases crush them.
"Kurt?"
"On it!" Nightcrawler answers as he uses his sword to slice and cut at the cables as they try to grab at you. One manages to get closer than you would like, in response you tell Kurt to hang on while you increase your speed and spin to avoid it's grasp, "Whoa, easy on the barrel rolls! I nearly lost my lunch on that one!"
"If you're going to throw up, then please aim for Remy." You joke.
"Gambit heard that!"
Once the cables have been dealt with, you see a golden opportunity present itself. "Here goes..." You ready your hands as they flow with vast amounts of electrical power and unleash a massive torrent of electricity at the Sentinel!
'This may come as a shock to you...'
The mutant-hunting machine reels slightly and shakes violently as you continue to overflow it's systems. It's optics start to glow brighter and brighter as small explosions can be heard from inside it's metallic body; one of which makes the chest plate fall off as you see it's various components shake and heat up, clearly not capable of handling such a massive wave of power.
When you start to feel drained, you cease your electrical assault and wait to assess whether your plan has worked. Many more of it's components explode until all lights inside the Sentinel suddenly cease blinking, even it's optics go dark as all "life" fades from it and begins to fall forwards and crashes about ten feet from where Gambit is stood.
Simulation: completed.
The Danger Room's voice speaks as the Sentinels fade away, being holograms and all.
BAMF!
Both Kurt and yourself appear next to Remy, smirks all round as you all catch a breather. That is... until you notice something about Kurt... Something that has both yourself and your Cajun friend snickering.
"What? What is it?" Kurt asks dumbfounded.
"Y-Your hair!" Remy manages.
"What about it?!" Kurt demands as he starts to get frustrated.
"It's all stuck up!" You answer as both yourself and Remy keel over, your ribs aching from the laughter.
Kurt feels the top of his head and is shocked to find that, yes, all of his hair is stood on end! It must have happened when you and he were 'riding the lightning'. Oddly enough, your own (h/c) hair is unaffected.
"I blame you for this!" He says as he points an accusatory finger at you.
"I'm sorry, Kurt. I'm sure it will wear off soon."
"I hope so. I know I'm supposed to be 'Fuzzy Elf' but, even I think this is a bit extreme..."
Gambit rolls his red eyes at Kurt's whining and then notices you jogging towards the door.
"Say now, (Y/n), jus' where're ya goin?"
"To get a camera!" You reply as you reach the door, "A moment like this should be immortalized! Preferably on the school's website!"
"Nein, (Y/n)! Don't you dare!" Kurt practically screams as he gives chase. Leaving Remy laughing yet again.
After your riveting session in the Danger Room(and after Kurt had finally got his hair back to it's original state). Yourself and your two best friends got changed out of your uniforms to spend the rest of the day in relaxation.
Plus, you explained to Kurt that you were merely joking about the whole photo thing; much to his relief.
At this moment in time, the three of you were riding the elevator to the Mansion's floors.
"So then, what shall we do next?" Kurt asks as he leans against the back wall of the elevator.
"How bout' we relax an' unwind with a game of poker?" Gambit suggests.
"No thanks, Remy. Besides... you always win." You say, "Then again, you've got a point about relaxing and unwinding..."
"What do you mean?" Kurt asks.
"Well, given how busy everyone's been over this past week, I'd say maybe we're all due some time to unwind and have some fun."
"You have a point there. Any suggestions?"
"I'm thinking maybe we should have a party, a big one preferably."
It's at this point the elevator comes to a halt and it's doors open as the three of you step out and into the X-Mansion.
"Huh, that's not a bad idea actually..." Remy says, "You should suggest it to the Professor at some time."
"Suggest what to me?"
None of you had noticed a certain bald and wheelchair-bound man's presence as you exited the elevator. Now that he'd spoken up, the three of you jumped slightly.
"My apologies, gentlemen, I didn't mean to startle the three of you." The wheelchair-bound telepath says, his tone apologetic and earnest.
"No harm done, Professor." Kurt politely answers, "We weren't really paying attention anyway."
"Perhaps that's a lesson you should learn?" Charles chuckles, "So then, what's this I hear about suggesting something to me?"
You step forward and answer him, "Well, Professor, I was wondering if maybe we could have a party this Saturday? I mean, we've all been so busy lately that perhaps we should unwind and relax for a change."
"Hmm, you know something, (Y/n), I believe you might be right." The bald-headed man, "Between Mister Sinister, the Purifiers and the Danger Room, we really have been rather occupied of late."
Being one the original X-Men alongside Scott, Bobby, Jean, Hank and Warren, you've always had a close relationship with Charles. It's also no secret that you hold him in very high regard; if anything he's always been like a father to you.
"And what better way to relieve tension than lots of snacks, loud music and alcohol?" Remy adds.
"Quite. I'll inform everyone once I've finished my meeting. I'll see all later then. Good day, gentlemen." And with that, Charles wheels his down the hall and to his office.
"See you later, Professor." You reply before looking to your two best friends. For some reason, knowing smirks are apparent on their faces, "...What's with the smirks?"
"You know very well why." Gambit remarks.
"Um, no, I don't. That's why I'm asking."
"There's going to be a lot of people at the party, (Y/n)." Kurt adds as he crosses his arms, "You wouldn't be hoping to hook up with a certain someone?"
"Oh, not this again..." You groan as you feel your cheeks grow warm at your friend's suggestion. The reason being: you've developed a crush on one of the X-Ladies. More accurately, you've fallen in love with this individual. You've managed to keep your feelings hidden for years, but, unfortunately, your two best buddies picked up on it almost straight away; and as such, they've teased you about it ever since.
From a certain point of view, one would assume you'd have little to no trouble telling someone how you feel, given the company you keep. But, that's what differentiates you from Kurt (a shameless flirt), and Remy (a smooth talking charmer if ever there was one), you're just plain shy.
"Oh, (Y/n), I always knew you loved me. Let's get married and have lots of children!" Kurt says with overdramatic flair, while also badly imitating your crush's voice. His choice of action earns a snicker from a certain Cajun. And an even deeper blush from yourself.
Thankfully, the three of you are alone, so, your secret stays between the three of you. For now...
"Relax, mon amie." Remy says as he wraps an arm around your shoulder, "We're only teasin'."
You roll your (e/c) eyes before answering, "So, are we playing poker or what?"
"Now, that's more like it! Come on."
"Do we have to? Gambit always wins." Kurt whines.
"That's 'cause Gambit's the best." The Cajun Sensation chuckles.
=== Saturday, Late Evening ===
Saturday had finally arrived, and with it, the party that everyone had been looking forward too. The drink was flowing, the food was nice and the music was both loud and good.
The party itself was being held in a massive room specifically meant for events such as these. A smile crept to your lips as you took in the pleasant and happy atmosphere.
Everyone was here, Hank, Logan, Warren, Piotr and yes... even your crush was in attendance. From your corner of the room you glanced over at her occasionally, but, for the most part you were content with how well the part itself was going.
BAMF!
'Oh well, it was nice while it lasted...'
"(Y/n), there you are!" Kurt said as teleported right next to you.
"Hey, Kurt." You say as you turn to your blue-furred buddy, "Enjoying yourself?"
"Sure am!"
"Glad to hear it. By the way, you haven't seen Remy anywhere have you?"
"Testing, testing is this thing workin'?" As if on cue, you hear Remy's thickly accented voice echo from the speakers just as the music cuts out. Looking to the centre of the room you see your other best friend has found a microphone. No doubt he's up to something... but what?
"I don't know what Remy's up to, but, I doubt it's karaoke..." You muse.
"Good Evening, madams et messieurs. I apologize for interrupting what qualifies as music these days." the red-eyed male states, "But, we wouldn't be having this fantastique party if it were not for our friend, (Y/n). Who made the suggestion to the Professor in the first place."
A spotlight points straight at you as a thunderous round of applause and cheers erupt from your fellow mutants. A small blush accommodating the bashful smile on your face. Truth be told you're not used to this much attention, and it shows.
The spotlight then leaves you and turns off as the applause and cheering dies down.
"Heh, knowing Remy, I expected much worse from him." You conclude with a sigh of relief, "I guess I was worrying about nothing then."
"Ja... Nothing at all to worry about..." Kurt says with a toothy grin. One you notice right away...
"...Kurt?" You ask as you turn to him with narrowed (e/c) eyes, "What's really going on?"
"Now, mon amies, it's time for the first party game!" Remy's voice cuts you off, "Who's up for Seven Minutes In Heaven!"
A thunderous cheer erupts from everyone present, one nearly as loud as the one you received earlier.
"So that's what he was really up to. I wonder which poor fool he's going to pick to go first..."
"I have a feeling you're about to find out..." Kurt chuckles.
"What do you mean?" You ask with a confused expression.
"As a way of showing our appreciation, how bout' we let (Y/n) go first?" Gambit asks over the mic. His question is met with many loud laughs and cheers. You however, blush like a fire hydrant and spit your drink back into it's cup.
You turn to Kurt and are just about to speak when you feel a friendly slap on your shoulder, turning to it's owner you're met with someone you never expected to see here. A certain mercenary in a red and black costume. Wade Wilson... Deadpool.
"Uh, hey, Wade. Nice to see you."
"Nice to see you too, (Y/n)." The Merc With A Mouth says, "Come on, we've had enough exposition, now let's get to the real reason the Reader's here!"
"R-Reader? What are you talking about?"
"No questions, Sparkplug. It's time for you to get your smooch on!" Deadpool then activates his teleportation device.
BAMF!
The two of you reappear in the centre of the room, right in front of Remy, who upon seeing you smirks. "Ah, so glad you could join us, (Y/n). You're just in time..." your Cajun friend drawls as he holds a hat out in front of you. It's filled with small folded pieces of paper. No doubt they're the names of possible X-Women you might end up playing the game with. Who knows, perhaps one belongs to your crush...
"Choose your fate you must!" Wade says, doing a surprisingly good Yoda impression.
"I guess this is the moment of truth, huh?"
To Be Continued...
To Me, My Readers!
Well, here we are. My fourth Seven Minutes In Heaven story! And it's an X-Men one! Particularly, one requested by a friend of mine from deviantart. Honestly though, it was a request I simply could not refuse. For one I love the X-Men, I've been an X-Fan since childhood and as such they've always been my favourite superhero team.
Okay, the candidates, they are as follows: Storm, Kitty Pryde, Domino, Jean Grey, Psylocke and Rogue.
I do not own the X-Men.
I don't own you (The Reader) either.
See you soon!