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words in italics surrounded by apostrophes indicate thought. Words in bold lettering indicate raised voices or anger.

[October 14, Xavier institute]

The next morning Clark woke up early. He ended up having to put on his same clothes back on, black jeans, boots, and t-shirt. As he slid his shirt over his chest there was a knock on his door. He walks over and opens the door to find a red haired girl dressed in a laid back fashion standing there.

"um, hi… the professor,wanted me to come get you for breakfast."

"hmm, thanks…"

"My name's Jean." She stuck out her hand nervously. She wasn't usually like this but something about this boy made her anxious. Clark looks down at her hand before engulfing it with his own massive hand.

"Hey Jean. Lead the way." He had tried to put a little of his old spirit into his voice but his words came out flat with no added zest to it. Jean walked off with Clark behind him. He had arrived late at night when everyone else was asleep so he had forgone the meet and greet and the tour, instead he had that Logan guy just drag him to that bedroom and told him to stay there for the night.

Jean sneaks several glances at the strange boy.'handsome but there's something wrong with him'. Jean was tempted to enter his mind but thought better of it.

"So, I never got your name…"

"Clark."

"Just Clark?"

Clark smirks a little."Just Clark." 'Kent… I don't deserve that name anymore.' The two continue on in silence to the kitchen. Jean brushes the door aside and Clark laid his eyes upon everyone. There was the professor and that Logan guy, a stunningly beautiful black woman with snow white hair, a blue...beast, and a bunch of younger people.'those must be the students.'

The students look up at the two. Looks of confusion crossed their faces as their chatter dies down. One of the students, a boy with dark brown hair airs what everyone was thinking."Hey who's this guy?" Clark stairs at the boy while Jean walks over to sit in her usual kid instantly annoyed Clark.

The professor put his fork down and spoke."Everyone!" Everyone looks at the professor. " As you know, I recently spent some time with an old friend, Virgil Swann." He collects his thoughts, preparing the story they had come up with at dinner with Virgil. Clark had made it clear that, for now at least, he didn't want anyone to know he was an alien. Charles and Virgil had respected his wishes and had come up with a story to back him. "He had called me over for assistance concerning his son." Charles waves one hand at Clark to indicate who he was speaking of. "Recently, Clark's mutant abilities have been growing. Mr. Swann asked me over to ask me to take him in here and help him with his abilities. Everyone, please say hello to Clark, he will be staying here for the foreseeable future."

There was a mix of 'hello Clark.' and a few 'hey Clark.'. Clark looked around. He saw a boy in goggles, the red haired girl, a brunette with a white stripe in her hair, a girl with a necklace of a cat, a black kid in a white shirt, and a fuzzy blue boy with a tail as well as several younger looking students more his age then the goggle boy or the red head. He noticed several of the female students looking him up and down but brushed it off. He nods once."Hey everyone." Everyone takes time introducing their names to Clark.

The black woman stands up."Are you hungry Clark?"

Clark shrugs."I guess, yeah."

"Take a seat, I'll get you something to eat." She walks over and stacks several spare pancakes on a plate then brings them over to Clark."Here you go. Enjoy."

For some reason Clark felt a rush of warmth in his chest not to different from the ones he sometimes got from his mother but on a much smaller scale."Thanks, Storm." He looks around once more seeing everyone sneaking glances at him as he picks up his fork and knife and lays into his pancakes. Everyone is silent until Clark was done.

Eventually the girl with the cat design necklace, Kitty, spoke up. "So Clark, like where are you from?"

"Metropolis." Clark lies to keep his cover.

"How old are you?" The boy with the goggles, Scott, probes for information on his new teammate.

Clark swallows some of his milk."sixteen."

The interrogation continued for a while until Bobby, the boy that annoyed Clark, asked what everyone was wondering but were trying to be too polite to ask." So what do you do?"

Clark raises an eyebrow.

Rogue speaks up to clarify what Bobby meant." Your powahs, what are they?"

Clark sits up straight."different things."

This confused everyone. Amara spoke up with obvious interest in Clark."Like?"

"hmm, I'm strong, I'm fast, and I have… interesting eyes."

Beast enters the conversation with a professional interest. A mutant with more than one power was rare. A mutant with more than two was virtually unheard of. "Clark, with your permission I would like to see these abilities in action."

Wolverine budges his way in."That's right. We're gonna run the new guy in the danger room after this." Clark could have sworn he heard the man laugh under his breath.

Clark didn't know what a danger room was but if the other student's reaction said anything than the proper reaction should probably be 'damn.' Breakfast went on with several small conversations, most being various people asking Clark questions.

Half an hour later everyone was in the observatory room over the danger room besides Clark. He stood in the middle of the big circular room. He looked around trying to ascertain his situation. He was still clad in his combat boots, jeans, and shirt. Logan had insisted that he wore one of the new mutant uniforms but Clark had flat out refused. That had angered wolverine but Charles told him to let it slide.

Before long Wolverine spoke over the intercom."alright kid the objective here is simple. Survive until the clock runs out." the room activated as several turrets, drones and traps appeared all over the room. Up above the observatory's window a timer appeared with ten minutes set. Wolverine gives Clark the order to start as he starts the timer.

The turrets start firing from all directions and the drones fly over his head. Clark rushes out of the way at inhuman speedsdodging as many blasts as he could. He ends up by two turrets and smashes them. The other turrets readjust their aim and fire again. Once more clark blurs away. He comes to a stop on the opposite side of the room and to everyone's surprise he shoots beams from his eyes at several turrets and drones. He hits most of his targets but the ones he missed reacted in a quick counterattack. They fired high velocity concussive blasts at Clark but he just stands there and lets them impact him as he looks up at the clock. Six minutes left in the test. Clark took action again. He grabbed debris from his broken targets and hurled them at the drones. All the drones were struck dead on. With only a few turrets left, Clark blurred and smashed them all. He came back to the center and stared at the window, thinking it was over. Suddenly tentacles rose from an opening and grabbed Clark, lifting him into the air.

Up above in the observatory Scott had been watching. He saw the obvious sheer power Clark displayed but he also noticed that his aim was off. He wasn't perfect but Scott was sure that they could hammer it out of him. Scott didn't need to say what an advantage such a powerful ally Clark would make. He glanced over at the clock. Less than three minutes left. He watched as Clark effortlessly tore through the tentacles. Several targets started popping up in random directions and opened fire on Clark. Clark fired back, hitting several of the targets but missed much more. This continued in tandem with several more tentacles appearing to wrap around Clark. For the last three minutes Clark moved from spot to spot, smashing anything that moved. He took hit after hit. These hits would have put even logan onto his ass but Clark just absorbed them as if nothing had happened.

The timer reached zero and a loud drill rang throughout the danger room. Everything faded from view and Clark looked back up, waiting to see what happened next. Up above Wolverine grunted as he activated the intercom."You can't just bulldoze your way through in real situations kid. You could do better."

Clark furrows his brows."It worked didn't it?"

"Kid you got a lot to learn, don't start getting cocky." The students could be heard talking about clark. They had never seen anyone tear through one of Logan's 'wargames' before. The students, mostly Bobby were happy to see the look on Wolverine's face.

The professor rolls in and tells everyone that it was time to leave for school. The students slowly leave and grab their bags for school." Logan, when you're done here send Clark to my office."

Down below Clark waits for several minutes in his tattered clothes before Wolverine walks in through the doors."Professor wants to see ya kid." He throws a duffle bag with spare clothes in it at Clark."put these on."

Clark puts them on. He was now clad in everlast shorts and a sleeveless shirt, both white. he had socks on but no shoes. The two make their way to the professor's office. Clark enters to see the professor behind his desk and Beast sitting in a chair."Ah, Clark, please sit down."

Clark sits."What's going on?"

The professor explains what was going on. He informed Clark that since Bast would be his doctor,it would be wise to fill him in on his true identity. Clark was worried but saw the logic in the professor's words. He filled in beast on the truth.

Beast sat there, silent. He soaked in Clark's story. As he finished Beast took a second to catch up."Well Clark, I would like to give you your physical sometime today. "

"What for?"

The professor speaks up. "They are just to measure the power level of your abilities. It's a customary test all students go through from time to time."

Clark nods.

Beast takes it in stride. Who was he, a blue fuzzy man, to judge someone on what they were?"Excellent, I'll schedule you for later today. Say five pm?"

"Sounds great, can't wait."

Beast ignores the sarcasm in the young alien's voice and smiles as he walks Way. The professor continues the meeting. "Now Clark, on to other matters. Virgil and I have had success in getting your story backed up. He has informed me that he will mail a birth certificate and any other legal documents to us shortly. They should be here within a few days and you should be able to start attending Bayville high starting next week." It had been a lengthy process but Charles had managed to smooth over any problems that popped up When he enrolled Clark this morning

Clark thanked the professor. He didn't really want to go to school but he figured it would be better than staying around the house all day.

"This brings us to my next topic. I will allow you to purchase what you need online." Clark's next two hours were spent on the professor's computer ordering clothes and other essentials from several stores. When Clark was done the professor paid the express order. Clark's order would arrive within 24 hours.

Clark spent the rest of the day familiarizing himself with the mansion's layout. At one point Beast had spoken to him about his powers. Apparently he needed to know the basic info in order to set up his test so he filled him in on the basics before continuing his day.

Eventually the students started to pour in from school. It was reaching five pm quickly. Clark was on his way to the danger room once more to run his tests. He entered the room again and waited for the others up above.

Up in the observatory, The adults and the x-men gathered around to observe Clark's abilities.

"Alright Clark, the first thing we'll be testing is your strength." A piece of the roof opens up revealing a slab descending over clark."This will be very simple Clark, simply grasp the slab and tell me when to start applying pressure."

Clark grasped the slab and adjusted his hands for comfort."Alright let me at it."

Beast presses a button and the slab starts getting heavier."Tell me when it starts to become too much Clark."

Clark stands there as the slab reaches 1 ton. "Come on speed it up." Beast complies and the weight increases. 5 tons, 10, 20, 50, 100, 150, 350, 500… the first signs of stress appears at 700 tons. Clark continues for several more minutes. At 750 tons he drops to his knee. Beast slams the release and the slab rises back into the roof.

The team watches on in awe. Jean speaks up."is that accurate? 750 tons? Not even blob comes near that level." Thoughts of how fit Clark was kept trickling into her mind. 'No, stop it Jean,. You already have a boyfriend.' She peeled her attention back to the real world and to Clark. 'He does have a nice body though...'

"Yes that is quite impressive." The professor looks on in fascination. He could see what Virgil had meant about the boy's power. He also could see the attitude in the boy, the anger he held inside. With this much power it would be easy for Clark to be tempted to evil. He would have to come up with ways to at least monitor the boy. Perhaps having a therapy session once a week.

Beast's spoke again."Alright Clark, we're going to measure your speed now." An advanced looking treadmill appeared several feet from clark."When you are ready clark."

Clark steps onto the treadmill and gives a thumbs up to signal his readiness. The thing starts and clark breaks into a jog. Within minutes the treadmill was forcing Clark to move at super speeds. He easily blows past the 100 mph marker with ease, his speed only increasing.

"Like, oh my god he's fast." Kitty states the obvious as the others make their own remarks of amazement as Clark reaches 250 mph with ease. Eventually Clark balances out at just over 500 mph. Beast Records his stats to his graphs on his tablet. After a few more minutes of continuous running Beast stops him."How are you feeling Clark?"

"I'm fine." Clark steps off the treadmill.

" Alright Clark, we're gonna move on to the final part." A slab of steel materialises a few feet away from Clark.. "This is simple, just melt the metal."

Clark focuses and cuts the metal in half as a knife would cut through butter. More metal, titanium, was brought out.

"Again Clark."

Clark fires again, repeating the same results.

"Amazing."Beast updates his records as he orders more metal to appear. He had chosen a rare metal called adamantium. Down in the danger room Clark fires off his beams. They slam into the metal but bounce off. Clark stops and refocuses his eyes and fires again as hard as he could. When he stopped the adamantium was still there. It had scorch marks on it but it had held much to Clark's confusion. Beast recorded the findings then caused several slabs of various materials to appear with numbers behind them."Any time Clark."

Clark knew what beast had wanted and fired up his x-ray vision.

Up above Rogue was confused."what's he doin'?"

The professor explains."We're simply testing Clark's x-ray vision…"

The female students raised their eyes."What!? You mean he could see through things?" Jean didn't like that fact. It made her feel uneasy. she could feel a tingle travel up her spine.

"I'm sure Clark is more respectful than that."The professor uses his most reassuring voice to quell his student's what the professor said the girls weren't completely sure about that. They look at Clark and cross their arms over their chests before taking a step or two backwards.

Back below,Clark focuses on several objects. The wood, concrete, steel, and titanium then tells Beast what number was displayed behind them. Clark pauses on the last material.

Beast notices Clark's hesitation."Is there something wrong Clark?"

"It's lead...I can't see through lead."

Beast notes that down and shuts down the danger room."Alright we're done here. Come on up Clark and we can dis cuss York results.

Much to everyone'S surprise Clark arrives instantly in a gust of results were discussed in length. The girls made sure to stand behind Clark as he spoke with Beast and the Beast asked Clark about his powers and anything he might want to share with him.

"Honestly I don't know much about My powers."

Beast speaks up."Well perhaps you and I could study that together."

Clark would like to know more about himself. He never really knew much about himself besides what Swann or that ass in the caves had told him."Sure."

The team breaks up and go do their separate things. Scott arrived in his room thinking about Clark. He and the professor would be making the decision in the next several days about where to place Clark. He was powerful but he was untrained. He relied too much on his powers. Scott had to be careful in his decision Either way.

Jean also went to her room However when she got there she called her boyfriend, Duncan Mathews. They spent several hours on the phone just talking about nothing in general. As she sat there Clark kept entering her thoughts. She tried to brush those thoughts away. She had a boyfriend, she shouldn't be thinking about Clark like continued her conversation, the entire time thoughts of Clark crept back into her mind.

[Two days later]

It was saturday evening as Clark sat in the main living room with the other members of the institute. His papers had just arrived and the professor had informed Clark that he had smoothed over all problems with Bayville high. Starting Monday morning Clark Swann would be attending Bayville high with everyone else. Of course since Clark would be attending school on Monday, he would have to start the danger room sessions and training everyone else went through.

Clark had gotten to know the others somewhat. He still felt like the new guy but he was starting to feel more at ease around many of the students. Other students, mainly Bobby and Scott managed to annoy him. He Didn't like how Bobby never shut up or how Scott seemed to take everything way too seriously.

Eventually Clark got up and went to his room to be alone. There were just too many people around. He slammed the door shut and sat on his bed. He started to think of his parents. The more he thought of them the more those thoughts caused him to feel the same feelings he had that day except now that agony was slowly giving way to anger.

Several hours later Clark hears a knock on the door and gets up to answer it. Standing there is Jean. The two silently stand there for a minute before Clark speaks up."Come in".Jean walks in and looks around. Most of what Clark had ordered had been unpacked."What do you want?"

Jean turns to look at Clark." I, I sensed you. You're um projecting pretty heavily right now."She was worried about the intense pa in and anger in Clark's mind so she had decided to come speak with him.

Clark takes a deep breath."Stay out of my head."

"I wasn't reading your mind it's just sometimes I pick up extra thoughts."

Clark laughs. "and you thought you'd come get me to spill my heart out or some Shit like that?"

Jean pouts for a split second. "No, I just thought I'd come see if you needed a friend."

Clark's expression changes instantly."Oh um, thanks Jean."

"So Clark, you wanna talk?"

Clark sits on a chair in the corner. He motions for Jean to take a seat and she ends up sitting on his bed. Two ended up talking about their lives away from the institute. Clark had blundered up and talked about Smallville halfway through their conversation.

"I thought you said you lived in Metropolis."

Clark came up with a quick story about how his 'father' sent him to smallville for the summer every other year. He went on telling Jean censored versions of some of his adventures with his friends in Smallville. She paid rapt attention to Clark's stories, even giggling at some of them Causing Clark to to smile.

Eventually Jean gets up leaves.

On her way out she stops and looks Clark in the eye."Clark, if you ever need a friend i'm here." She had originally been drawn here by Clark's anguish and had sought to help him out but she had found that she genuinely liked the guy...No, not like that!

"Thanks Jean." He didn't know what to say. The two just flashed a smile before Jean walked off. Clark watches her leave before turning his head in the opposite direction. He saw Scott standing there looking confused. He doesn't say anything. He just closes the door leaving Scott standing there staring down the hallway, jealousy rushing through him in an instant.

Inside his room Clark continued to unpack everything. He wasn't looking forward to school on Monday but things somehow just seemed...better.

- ok so it took me a while to get this out. Honestly I needed to just step back and iron out some sort of path I would like to take this story. I want to say now that I will continue this story and will never quit. What I have planned for it is, in my opinion, really cool. I will incorporate things from Smallville, other cartoons(from both dc and Marvel), new 52, 616, and the Marvel cinematic universe later down the road.

Also, I have decided that in order to keep this story organised I will break it up into "episodes".Basically these episodes will be anywhere from1 to 5 chapters long. I will start writing episodes soon. After this next coming chapter I will try to be done with what you could call a prologue, then the episodes will begin.

Please consider leaving reviews.I would like your opinions on my Clark. I'm trying to make him angry and slightly detatched yet he still has a part of himself that will always be the farmboy. Do you feel his character is forced? please, let me know.

one more thing. Im also creating a mass effect/star wars crossover. It will be a male Shepard in the star wars universe starting near the end of the first galactic civil war and onwards. It will be Shepard joining forces with the rebel alliance in order to fight the empire and possibly more.