A Nest of Phoenixes
A/N: Thanks a bunch to Red Witch for inspiring this!
"Forge…We had this happen with Scott, you knew we had to destroy the blasted thing, but now…is this really a good idea to test it again?" Jean protested as she, Scott, Rogue, Kurt, Peter, and Ororo were in the lab as Forge held his duplication pistol out
"Just need to find a suitable target" Forge muttered as he looked through the pistol's infrared scopes before it auto-locked on Jean "Aha! Gotcha!"
"Got who with the what now?" Jean asked before hearing a loud ZAP and seeing a green glow radiating from her body "Oh Lord…. FORGE!"
"Oops" Forge winced as Jean angrily strangled him
"When this thing wears off, you're dead! You hear me?! DEAD!" Jean roared ferociously, barking madly
"Uh, should I do something?" Peter whimpered
"Hey, you wanna handle Ms. Psychopath over there, be my guest. Don't come crying to me if she does that Ozzie Nelson move again" Rogue snorted.
"Here we go again. I swear, didn't Forge ever learn his lesson after he used that on me?" Scott shouted
"Hey, hey! It was an accident! And besides, you know these mad scientist things usually tend to happen!" Kitty hesitated before a large beam of light shone through the mansion; it cleared only to reveal five, five separate Jeans.
"Oh…" Scott started
"…*Dear*" Kurt ended as the X-Men were in awe over the Jean clones. One wore what looked like a loincloth and a Vikings armor suit. The second had a long ponytail, with cowboy boots and wearing a duster jacket. The third was dressed like a mob girl, with a long, red skintight leather dress and high heels. The fourth (and the real Jean) was wearing the same clothes as before. And the fifth…however, had her X-Men uniform, but….the right half of her was some robot, cyborg-like body.
"Human wasteland sustainable. Prototypes responding to retaliate" Terminator Jean responded, aiming her hook-claw sword at a terrified Kurt
"G-g—g-get away from me!" Kurt stammered as Terminator Jean plucked a bit of fur from Kurt's head
"OUCH!" Kurt screamed as Terminator Jean examined the sample
"Analysis of human tissue: Conclusive. Positive chance of possible fusion with technoorganics" Terminator Jean stated
"Whoa, chill out there, dudette! Let the blue man be! Can ya dig it?" Rockstar Jean protested, defending Kurt
"Nice loft. Where do you keep the Scotch and gin?" Call Girl Jean whispered as Scott's eyes were intensely gazed on her equally…realistic body
"The term 'dudette' does acknowledge. How very 'radical', you Californian human prototypes pronounce it" Terminator Jean stated as Rockstar Jean responded with the peace sign
"You pardners got any porks and beans 'round these parts?" Texas Jean asked in a fashioned accent as Rogue eyed her strangely
"Where the hell are you guys…*girls* from anyway?" Rogue barked, astonished by Texas Jean's obliviousness to the modern natures of society
"I usually hitchhike. But not alone" Call Girl Jean joked, going through her "little black book" of clients
"Energy circuits dropping. Need sustainable organic food. Prototype Rockstar Module: Direct me to food energy power source" Terminator Jean instructed as Kurt and Rockstar Jean followed
"Ok... so there's a cowboy me, a mobster me, a rockstar/eighties girl me, a Vikings me…and a Terminator me. What else is new?" Jean asked, aghast in thought at the sight of her own duplicates, each sharing Jean's own personality and likes. Jean's look of confusion turned into a look of savage ferocity when she saw Forge
"FIX THIS! IMMEDIATELY!" Jean roared, thundering as Forge scrambled out of the lab in a flash
"This actually doesn't seem that big of a deal. What could go wrong?" Kitty asked rhetorically, before seeing the fiery, carnivorous glare Jean gave her "What?"
Later that day…
"Human development transfusion: Complete. Entering human stasis" Terminator Jean announced as the robotic half of her body blended completely with her human half, and in a matter of seconds, Terminator Jean was thus transformed into…Jean Grey Model .1
"How'd she do that? Can-can she still process her robot powers?" Kurt asked in wonder as Lance came up to get a closer look. At that instant, Jean's eyes opened, and switched from robotic red photoreceptor eyes…to her bright green ones as before.
"Amazing. Tell me. Is this possible for a mutant to know this power?" Lance proposed
"Stick with me, Lance, and I'll teach you everything…" Jean Model .1 replied, smiling as she embraced her newfound protégé
"Grab your partner and swing around, get in line and don't slip and slide. Yee-haw!" Texas Jean chorused as the X-Men and the New Mutants participated in a barn dance at the gym. Coincidentally, none of the X-Men found this to be a problem. In fact, the X-Men were starting to think, maybe…maybe the Jean clones…*could* be of some use.
"Do you still need me to get you back to normal?" Forge asked Jean as she and Scott were waltzing on the dance floor
"No way Jose" Scott answered with his trademark goofy look and continued dancing the night away