Final Evolution
CHAPTER ONE
It's Final Fantasy VIII! X-Men Evolution style ^^! Not exactly, but I want reviews to continue! Pretty please!!!
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Just how many times do I have to do this? Dr. McCoy sighed as he dialed a number on his office phone. He patiently waited until it was finally picked up. "Hello? Instructor Gray? It's Dr. McCoy, concerning your student.....That's right, Evan Munroe....Yes, he was sparring with young Pietro Maximoff earlier.....got thumped up pretty badly. He should be alright now.....Could you please come over and pick him up? Thank you."
As he returned the phone to his desk, there was a rustling of sheets in one of the rooms. Dr. McCoy made his way in to greet one of his most frequent patients. "Ah. I see you're awake. How are you feeling, lad?"
Evan grunted. He had a headache the side of Pietro's ego, but he was not about to admit it. "Fine."
"Keep yourself out of trouble from now on, you hear?" Dr. McCoy did a second run-through on Evan's superficial cuts and bruises to make sure none would get infected. "Differences are not resolved by taking training to another level."
Evan cast his eyes skyward. "Tell that to Pietro."
"Why can't you just ignore him?"
".....I can't just run away."
"You want to be cool or something, Mr. Tough Guy? Just don't get hurt while you're at it." Dr. McCoy shook his head and left the room. Evan lay back down on the infirmary cot he had woken up on.
A few minutes later, Instructor Jean Gray walked into the room. She sighed exasperatedly at her student. "I just knew it would be either you or Pietro." She looked down to consult her watch. "Come on. We still have some time to make it to homeroom. Today's the field exam."
Evan got up and followed his instructor back to the classroom.
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"So why is it you and Pietro can't get along?"
"It's none of your-"
"business?"
Evan flinched. Either she was using her telepathy, or he was getting too predictable.
Instructor Gray suddenly laughed, and stopped Evan in his tracks. "What's so funny?"
"Oh it's nothing." Instructor Gray waved him off. "I'm finally starting to understand one of my tough-nut students."
Evan huffed. "I'm more complex than you think."
"Well then, how about telling me about yourself?"
"There's nothing to-"
"talk about?"
Evan glared at his laughing instructor. "Stop that."
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"Look who's back."
Evan ignored Pietro's snide remark and took his usual seat at the back of the classroom.
"Good morning, class." Instructor Gray walked up to the front of the classroom. "As you know, the field exam will commence later this afternoon. Those who failed yesterday's written test are asked to do their revision either in class or at the other facilities. Those who passed will report to the foyer at 1600. You may be free until then, but no loitering in the hallways whatsoever. Any questions?" Instructor Gray surveyed the silent students. "Oh yes. Pietro, you are reminded not to injure your partner again during training. Be careful from now on."
Pietro shrugged apathetically.
"Class dismissed. Evan, I wish to speak to you for a moment."
Evan waited for the rest of the students (especially Pietro) to leave before vacating his seat and walking up to the waiting Instructor Gray.
"Have you been to the Danger Room yet?"
Evan shook his head. I was gonna go for that duel with Pietro.....
"Then we'll make a trip there. You're the only one who hasn't, so far, and I want to be sure you're physically capable to participate in the field exam." Instructor Gray gathered her stuff off her desk. "I'll meet you at the elevator entrance on Level B3. Go get your lunch and come down when you're ready."
Evan excused himself and left the classroom. No sooner was he out the door when someone charged into him from down the hall, causing him to stumble slightly backward and the culprit to fall over. "Excuse me."
"No problem, hon. My fault." The culprit, who turned out to be a thin girl with short curly blonde hair, got up and dusted herself off. "Say, is homeroom over?"
Evan nodded.
"Shoot! I missed it again!" She might have cursed to boot, but he didn't hear. "I just transferred here, see, and this place is tons bigger than my last place. Do you think you could show me around?"
Ah well, I still have some time before meeting the Instructor. "Sure. Let's go look at the directory on the ground floor."
"Sweet! Thanks, hon. I'm Tabitha Smith. What's your name?"
"Just call me Evan. Let's go."
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When Evan finally reached the cafeteria, he found Pietro still there, accompanied by his usual two companions Wanda and Todd.
Wanda pulled some change out of her red trench coat. "Pietro: drink?"
"Hey baby-cakes, could I have some water?" Todd grinned hopefully. "I'm real thirsty."
Wanda shot Todd a dirty look before ignoring him. Todd shrugged and turned around to notice Evan just coming in. "Yo, it's Evan! Yo Evan, you wanna drink? Wanda's treating."
"Tolensky......"
Evan backed off as Wanda hexed the unfortunate Todd, sending him flying into a nearby table. Todd recovered quickly and sat up on top of the mess. "Beautiful and bad: just the type of girl that makes a guy want to.......brush his teeth."
"HIMMEL!" There was a rush of air as a blue furry individual zipped across the wall and landed in front of the counter with a loud "thwap".
"Guten Tag." He gasped for breath. "Do you *pant* have any *wheeze* nut bars left?"
"You're a little late, sonny. We just ran out. I'll try to order more, but there's no guarantee."
The boy threw his hands up in frustration. "Ach! Vy didn't I just teleport? It's hopeless to get anyzing unless I'm early!" He turned on his heel and trudged off, looking disgruntled.
".....Wall-hopping." Pietro sighed. "Let's go book that student for violating Institution Rule #125. Brotherhood of Disciplinary, move out."
"Affirmative." Wanda followed her brother's lead.
"Roger, yo." Todd jumped off the pile of wreckage and after his comrades.
Evan shook his head resignedly and ordered his lunch.
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"Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. Let's do this." Instructor Gray lead the way down the hallway and to a large titanium door. "Just key in your profiles and a time limit of your choice."
Evan did as instructed, setting a timing of ten minutes. Then Instructor Gray keyed in her profiles.
As the last piece of info was fed into the system, the door beeped and slid open.
"Well, this is it. You ready?"
Evan grunted and stepped into the Danger Room.
Instructor Gray smiled and followed. "You seem confident enough."
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"You're handling yourself really well."
Evan ignored the passing comment and fired a row of spikes, effectively pinning a large razorblade to the wall.
"You know, most of the students I accompany here get so nervous that their thoughts are practically deafening."
Evan gave his instructor a strange look. "Point?"
"Just striking up a little conversation." Instructor Gray smiled. "Helps most of the students to ease up and get better results."
Evan rolled his eyes before taking out a nearby cannon.
"You and Pietro really have a lot in common." Instructor Gray evaded a laser sent her way. "For one thing, you're the only two who have this much confidence and control during a Danger Room run."
"Whatever."
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