Disclaimer is on chapter one

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While he might be a touch impatient at the moment, Stefan was nervous occasionally glancing around at the four walls surrounding him and even once or twice glancing behind him to the only way in or out of the room.

He was in no way claustrophobic but, being here of all places felt worse than having been sent to the Principal's office along with his brother that one time after said sibling dragged him to his favourite breakfast shop for several gut-bombs and making them two hours late for classes. If he remained here any longer, the mutant teen reckoned this would be worse than even-

"Sorry for the delay, Stefan" Xavier apologised as he rolled through the doorway and into his office where his pupil had been waiting the past ten minutes.

"No worries, Herr Professor" Stefan muttered wanting this to be over and done with quickly and therefore leave the office and put this morning's fiasco behind him.

*2 Hours Earlier*

"Pick up the pace, you lot!" Logan growled into the microphone as he watched the team go through one of the latest assault courses he had devised to train them up but was thoroughly unimpressed by their current performance.

Even Summers and Copycat were falling short of the mark and those two were usually the ones who either lasted the longest or finished ahead of everyone else if not the only ones to cross the finish line. Even if today is a Saturday, they were all falling too short of the mark for them to be having an off day- and X-men do not have off days for their line of work if he had anything to say about it.

"End program!" Logan snarled at the control panel before leaving figuring it best to grill them face to face than over the loudspeaker.

By the time he had reached the floor of the reset Danger Room, he was in such a foul state that he was almost tempted to keep them locked in and have the Room go at them with full heavy duty arsenal the way he saw them doubled over or sprawled on the ground as they recovered from the mere warm up routine he had given them.

""Normally, after putting you brats through Hell for half a year, most people would assume that you got better. So why you're all suddenly going in the opposite direction?" He growled sweeping his gaze over them all one at a time as if daring them to actually reply.

"Well, it's the weekend for one" Rogue huffed in annoyance.

"Yeah, man! We should be chillin by the pool or still sleeping instead of doing this!" Evan spoke up.

"And you think people like Magneto will just mosey on back to whatever rock they crawled out from and call off their plans until Monday?" Logan retorted. "Mutants are popin up more than ever these days and I doubt they're gonna just sit nice and quietly for us after givin the Professor a call"

"Dude! We're kids not some sort of group of unique bounty hunters or something" Evan threw back before finally losing his courage as Logan unsheathed his claws.

"I think, what Evan is trying to say is that you've been putting us through so much these past few weeks, we're forgetting about the lives we do lead outside of the mansion" Jean jumped in trying to pacify the situation before it got out of hand.

"Could've fooled me" Logan growled recalling how childish the boys had been acting over some game on the television and the girls talking about everything but the weather as they holed up in the library.

Instead of grilling them further, Logan retracted his claws, catching a sigh of relief from one or two of them as the returned to somewhere inside his forearms, and cracked his knuckles in an intimidating way.

"Alright then, kids. Seeing as you want to play, there's the door" He told them jerking a thumb over his shoulder to the large double doors to the Danger Room.

Not even pausing to think over what their trainer just said Evan and Kurt glanced at one another before bolting for the exit not realising that Logan had placed himself between them and the door for a reason. In the time it took to blink, the two teens found themselves flung back into the room sliding across the floor to the feet of their teammates.

"You just have to try and get by me first. And for those of you who think you can leave using your powers…" Pressing a button on his belt, Logan activated another of the Danger Rooms settings.

As the shrill noise suddenly permitted the area, both Kurt and Jean clasped hands their ears attempting to block out the high frequency that was easily preventing them from focusing on their powers. Not only was it now noisy, but the floor closest to the wall sank away to reveal a moat of murky water no one knew how deep it went nor how far it ran below eyesight- needless to say, Kitty's plan of phasing out now seemed like a bad idea.

"Well?" Logan called out over the noise seemingly unaffected by it. "What's it gonna be, kids?"

Hoping to coax them into at least working as a team, Logan was sorely disappointed by the results. In the span of five minutes, he had tossed each of them onto their respective asses at least once and even the few attempts at teamwork were feeble at best. If he did not know any better, he reckoned their victory against Magneto last month had gone to their heads.

Picking himself up after Logan had tossed him away like some rag doll, Stefan gritted his teeth as he stared at the man. He was tired, his eyes were still sore from this morning and he was really not in the mood for this.

"So, you finally going to unleash your arsenal, Copycat?" Logan asked of Stefan noticing the look the teen was sporting as he stood up. "You reckon three tries will be enough?"

"Even one 'use' is too valuable to waste on the likes of you!" Stefan snapped as his sight went red.

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Jerking his head backwards, Stefan nearly sent himself toppling off his chair when he pulled away from Professor Xavier who was clutching his own head as if a sudden migraine had struck him.

"Was that…really my voice?" Stefan groaned his vision slightly blurry and out of focus.

All he knew was that, after Logan's words, he saw nothing but red before feeling an excruciating pain behind his eyes that was all too similar to how he felt after a nightmare before collapsing. When he came too, he found himself flat on his back with the rest of the team staring down at him in concern sans one trainer who he had, apparently optics blasted right out the door and embedded him in the wall across the hall.

"I honestly cannot say" Xavier admitted his brow crinkled as he thought over what he had seen. "Tell me, Stefan, has this ever happened to you before?"

"Believe me when I say this is a first for me too, Professor" The teen answered racking a hand through his hair. "My eyes have been hurting for a while now but, other than nightmares for just over a week, this has never happened even when I first got my powers"

"I see…" Xavier mused but unable to come up with any logical explanation behind what went on in the Danger Room. "In any case, I would like you to refrain from using your power for a while. At least until some light can be shed on things"

Stefan merely nodded too engrossed now in his own thoughts that Xavier had had no intention of intruding on. As he watched the teen leave his office, he could not help but wonder if, just like humans as a species, mutant powers could also evolve over time.

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[What the hell is going on with me?] Stefan swore in his native tongue once the doors were firmly shut behind him. [Am I losing it or something?]

Aimlessly walking through the mansion, Stefan looked back once more over this morning's troubles. He had meant to activate his 'Evil-eye' as his grandmother had called it and use the power of magnetism or telekinesis to move Logan out of the way not try and get him removed permanently from the face of the Earth. Were it not for the guy's healing factor…

[Stop thinking like that!] Stefan muttered to himself stopping in front of a wall mounted mirror and staring into his own eyes as if trying to find himself. [It must be because it's been in use more since coming to the Land of Liberty. Yeah… That's probably it…]

"Stefan?"

Blinking several times, Stefan pried his field of vision from the mirror in the direction of the voice to find Jean walking towards him most likely out of concern considering what had been happening to him lately.

"You alright there?" She asked tenderly.

"Just wondering if powers require overhauls and tune-ups like cars" Stefan shrugged trying to make it seem like nothing was wrong.

"Well, if you need to talk to someone about it, you know where I am" Jean offered causing Stefan to quirk an eyebrow at her. "Uh- well- It's just that, I'm kind of in the same boat as you right now and thought that, seeing as we're both having troubles with our powers-"

"It's happening to you too?" Stefan cut over Jean before she started talking a mile a minute.

Jean nodded not really wanting to tell him the specifics about how her power suddenly seems to 'turn on' at random times while at school or in the mansion feeling like multiple radio shows suddenly blared out loud inside her head.

"I gotta say that's a relief" Stefan admitted feeling slightly better knowing that he was not stuck in the boat alone. "For a moment there, I thought you were trying to flirt with me"

Turning on his heel, Stefan quickly bolted back the way he came before a spluttering Jean could collect herself and throw who knows what at him in retaliation.

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