As Stan Lee would say "Welcome, True believers!"! Welcome to Debut of Project X! You've tuned in to the premiere of what is to be an epic re-telling of the glorious tales of the X-men! With an entire collaboration of authors writing for different characters to create this story, it's bound to be an interesting and exciting ride! Now without further ado, here's the prologue (Written by myself, Baldore)! And make sure to be on the look out for the next update!
Professor Charles Xavier
Prologue; Prep the Blackbird
Written by; Baldore
Professor Charles Xavier was an exceptional man. Many different people believed this to be true, although they didn't all agree on why they shared this belief. Most people were not even fully aware of all the reasons of the reasons that he was exceptional. And some might be scared if they knew all of those reasons.
Some believed he was exceptional because of his unshakeable morals. He always did what he thought to be the correct thing, never compromising his standards and always fighting for what he believed was right. What many people don't know is that his actions on behalf of those morals were one of the factors that led to his confinement to a wheelchair.
Others might argue that the man's astute people skills made him exceptional. His ability to discern what a person truly thought or how to calm someone down with his words was unsurpassed. While some of this was natural instinct, there was a much lesser known ability that made this easier for him.
Still others could say that his fight for equal rights could be why he was exceptional. After all, he was very influential in the government and had made a great deal of progress in the fight for equality for all groups of people. For one group in particular, one with which he had special experience, his efforts on their behalf were vital.
But another group of people could argue that his school was the reason he was exceptional. The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters recently held its official grand opening, paid for and run by Charles Xavier himself. The school was exactly what it said it was, a place for gifted youngsters, though no one specified exactly how the students were 'gifted'. And the truth would have surprised many.
You see, Professor Charles Xavier was what one would call a 'mutant'.
He was one of the people to be blessed, or cursed, depending on your point of view, by being born with a special gene. This was a gene that science did not fully understand, and so had dubbed it 'the X gene', a gene that granted extraordinary abilities. In the professor's case, it had granted him the power of telepathy, what most people would call 'mind reading', 'mind control', and other such mental abilities.
These mental powers played a leading role in the story of how the Professor became confined to a wheelchair, also contributed to his naturally effective people skills. Being a mutant inspired him to fight for the rights of the neglected and the misunderstood, other mutants especially. But those thoughts weren't on the forefront of Professor Xavier's mind on this day.
No, today, Charles was focused on his newly opened school, a large mansion in the countryside. The school would provide a safe environment for talented but troubled kids, along with boarding at the mansion, an education of course, friends who shared the experience of being a mutant, a pool, and even a basketball court. Beneath the surface levels were various other cutting edge facilities, even a secret Blackbird jet hidden under the basketball court.
Many of the things in these special levels could not be found elsewhere, the first being the education the students would receive. In addition to a regular curriculum, though one well above public school standards, the students would also learn to control their abilities granted to them by their X-genes. The virtual training room, or 'danger room', was unique as well. It could be changed for varying difficulties of physical training, ranging from a basic hand to hand session to grueling near deadly missions in simulated locations. The room could even create tangible holograms for exhausting but effective training.
Today, Charles Xavier couldn't be found on the campus of the school. The need for a wheelchair tended to eliminate the basketball court as a possible location, as well as the danger room. No, today he was in another room beneath the mansion using a very special machine.
While the machine looked like something straight out of a science fiction movie, its purpose was quite simple. The machine, known as Cerebro, was designed to amplify a telepath's abilities in order to locate other mutants anywhere around the world. And it could, excluding one man. Today, one could find Charles Xavier seated at the machine, wearing the user helmet, hard at work to locate potential recruits for the school.
Just as the good professor was about to call it a day, a blip appeared on the console of Cerebro, surprising after a long day of inactivity. The red blinking light signaled that another mutant's powers had been activated and they had been suddenly thrust into a whole new world that they had no knowledge of, without so much as a heads up or a warning, and certainly not a manual.
Charles, pleasantly surprised by this turn of events, selected the blip. As he did so, a small screen appeared, displaying known information on the mutant, including her, for it was indeed a her, name, age and several other important factors. Eve Milton, a college student at the age of 19. The poor girl had unfortunately chosen a school that rather . . . ill suited her talents. This particular college already had several clubs that were protesting against the rumors of people with special abilities, and Xavier knew from experience that if anyone on campus found out about Eve being a mutant, she couldn't be in a worse environment. The feelings of stress, nervousness and constant paranoia that Charles received from her through Cerebro only confirmed his suspicions.
Deciding that this case was of utmost importance, the headmaster reached out through a mental link to the other sole occupant of the Mansion. Normally, there were others but they were already away on a recruiting trip. Only a young man by the name of Scott Summers was currently in the mansion, apart from the Professor himself.
Having been at the mansion long enough to respond immediately when Xavier contacted him mentally, the teen quickly responded. "Yes, Professor? Is something up?"
"Yes, Scott. Indeed there is," Xavier removed Cerebro's headset and gently placed it on the console. Moving his wheelchair away from the machine, he continued. "Prep the Blackbird. We have a possible recruit. And neither time nor fortune seem to be on to be on her side."
