Before I begin the next chapter I would like to again thank everyone who has viewed my story thus far. However is it too much to ask for a review or to send me a message? As this is my first fic, I am anxious to see what someone with an unbiased opinion has to say about my story. Good or bad, I'm not a kid, I can take it.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men or any other marvel characters for that matter. Nor am I profiting from the great Stan lees creations. I am merely borrowing them for my own entertainment purposes, and hopefully yours as well.

Chapter 3: One Hell of a School

Yes Professor I have been, although I'm afraid that I do not know much about you. Things have been kinda crazy around here, and I guess Jubilee didn't have much of a chance to tell me a whole lot. You are the principal at her school right?"

"Headmaster, but yes. I am the headmaster of the Xavier's school for talented and gifted youngsters." Charles stated proudly.

"I'm assuming that you are the owner as well." David stated as more of a statement than a question.

"You are yet again, correct young man." The Professor responded with a slight grin.

"Ok, well please come on in. Make yourselves comfortable. I am sorry, but I must make sure that my sister is ok." David jerks his thumb in the direction of the knocked out officers. "You did see what just happened, correct?"

"Yes, and I must say that you handled yourself far better than most would in your situation." The Professor remarked with an impressed tone, while Logan grunted in a gruff, yet equally impressed response.

"Thanks Professor, why don't you have a seat?" Realizing what he had just said, David hurriedly tried to correct himself."Oh I'm so sorry... I didn't mean that... What I meant was..." David's voice trailed off, before he cleared his throat in slight embarrassment.

"It's quite alright my boy." Charles replied in an even tone, and a forgiving smile.

"I'll be right back." Said a still rather embarrassed David.

David left the room rather quickly, and made his way to his mother's bedroom. Knocking, he patiently waited for a reply, but instead received no response. He sat outside the room a moment longer, before knocking once more.

"Mom are you in there?" David questioned impatiently.

"Oh David, I'm so glad that it's you." Kathleen said through the closed door, before opening it, and greeting her son with a hug. "I was so worried about you." She added, while tenderly placing a hand on his cheek in a motherly fashion.

"Everything is ok Mom. It's clear to come out now." David took a deep breathe, while simultaneously clenching and unclenching his hands in a sign of concern. "How is Becca?"

"As far as I can tell she is ok, but I'm not a doctor. Jubilee said that her Professor might be able to help." Kathleen searched her son's face, looking for any sign that would indicate some truth behind Jubilee's words.

"That's great; they are in the living room right now." Kathleen's expression was that of pure relief.

"Professor Xavier is here?" Asked a now excited Jubilee.

"Yeah, along with a Professor Summers and Logan." David replied. "Let's go."

David scooped Rebecca up into his arms, and carried her out back into the living room. Hoping beyond all hope, that she was, in fact ok, and that the Professor would be able to help her in some way.

"Professor Xavier," David called out, while looking down at the older gentleman in a hopeful manner. "Jubilee said that you may be able to help my sister?" David asked hopefully.

"I cannot make any promises, but I will try my best." Said Charles while wheeling on over to the young girl.

"How is it that you can help her? Are you a doctor, as well as a Professor?'' David asked.

"No my boy, I am not." Charles stated audibly. "However I do have a way with minds." He then replied, but not with the use of his voice and mouth, but by doing so telepathically.

"Whoa! What the hell was that?" David remarked out loud, causing for him to earn a puzzling look from his Mother.

"I am a telepath David; I can pick up on the thoughts of others, as well as project my own thoughts to others. And although I seldom do this, I also have the ability to telepathically enter the mind of another." Charles patiently explained.

"Ok then, please do whatever it is that you can." David pleaded, although he was still a bit uneasy at the thought of someone else being in his sister's mind.

The Professor placed a hand on either side of Rebecca's head, and closed his eyes. Moments later he opened his eyes, and wheeled his wheelchair in reverse. David looked on in anticipation as his sister slowly started to awaken. Kathleen started to tear up with joy, knowing that her daughter was going to be fine.

"Fortunately the MRD doesn't harm humans. They merely injected her with a serum that temporarily disables parts of the victims brain, thus rendering them unconscious. With my help, Rebecca's brain was able to recover sooner than it would have on its own." The Professor stated calmly.

"Oh my god, Thank you sir. Is there anything at all that I can do to repay you?" Kathleen asked.

"The look on your face is thanks enough ma'am." Charles replied. "Now, I believe Rebecca has something that she would like to say."

Rebecca slowly began to regain her senses, and started to open her eyes when she suddenly saw David standing there, looking right back at her. She jumped up, but without having full of use of her legs, she began to fall forward. David acted quickly by catching his sister, while looking down at her.

"Rebecca I'm so happy that you're ok. This is all my fault, I'm so sorry. I've been a mutant for one day, and my family is already getting hurt because of it." David started out happily, before finishing his statement in a sadder tone.

"David no its my fault, I called them. You said you were a mutant, and all I could think of was the scary mutants seen on tv. I should have known that you would never become like them. The moment that those guys showed up, I could tell that they were bad people. I changed my mind right then and there, and refused to tell them anything else about you. I tried to leave, and walked away, but as soon as I turned away from them, everything went dark. Can you ever forgive me?" Rebecca said, barely taking a breath in between sentences.

"Of course I forgive you, I'm not even mad. Being a mutant scares me too. But Becca, your actions put all of us here in danger. You may want to think about that from now on, before doing something like that ever again."David said wrapping his sister in a hug. "Now go to your room. You need rest, and recovery." David said, pushing her out of the room. "Professor I'm sorry. I know that this is not what you were expecting when you agreed to come. I hope this doesn't affect your opinion of me. This has definitely not been an ordinary day for us around here." David exclaimed, his forehead lined with that of slight concern over the thought of the Professor not liking him.

"That's very understandable. Believe it or not, this is considered mild, compared to many other recruitment trips that we make. So no, this will not affect my opinion of you. If it has affected me in anyway, it is purely positive, based on what I have seen from you."

"How so?"

"Well you have a very proud, protective side of you. While in that protective mode, it seems that all else gets pushed aside, and apart from that, you are very polite and a very brave young man."

"Thank you Professor. I am glad that you approve. As far as the recruitment goes, I do have a few questions."

"As any in your predicament would, please proceed." Charles emphasized his request, with the small waving motion of his right hand."

"Well, from everything that Jubilee has told me, your school sounds amazing, but it also sounds very expensive, and I was wondering, what are the financial requirements for attending such a place?"

"While we do accept contributions, the main purpose of my school is to help young mutants such as yourself." The Professor paused, and gazed at David with an inquiring look. "Although, many receive their powers at a much younger age, and I have to say, that it is rather rare for a mutant's power to manifest at such an advanced age. Yet, I shall digress. My School is very well funded and has no need of financial requirement, and I must say that we would be happy for you to visit in order for you to check out our facility."

"This school is located in New York, right?" David asked, while giving his Mother a sidelong glance.

"Yes, we would of course cover any of the travel expenses, and offer you a place to room, so that you may stay during said visit."

"I'm a firm believer in the idea of nothing in life being free, what's the catch Professor?" David questioned him, a slight tone of suspicion audible in his voice.

"No catch kid, they did the same thing for me. Took me in and off the streets, gave me a place to stay, and even a job at the Institute." Chimed in an, up until then, very quiet Logan.

"Yes. Logan here teaches history, along with self-defense classes." Charles said, jumping back into the conversation.

"I can see self-defense class, but history?" David shook his head slightly in disbelief. "If I'm being honest with myself, I couldn't picture you as one who would teach history."David said, while trying not to sound rude.

"It helps when you've lived during that time of history kid."Came Logan's dry reply.

David was about to question him, but then thought better of it. Instead he looked back to Xavier. "You mentioned a visit. When could we arrange that?" David asked the man.

"As soon as you would like my boy." He answered with a patient grin.

"How about today? I mean you obviously flew here, judging by how quickly you got here. I am only assuming that you're going to fly back." David concluded with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

"Yes, I don't see why you couldn't accompany us back."

"Isn't that a little too soon David?" Asked Kathleen "What about school?"

"Mom, by Monday everyone will know that I am a mutant. I don't think that going back to school, especially that school, is such a good idea. That's why I'm considering Charles' offer in the first place."

"But what about-?" Kathleen began, only to be promptly cut off by her son.

"Mom, it is only going to be for a few days. After that then we can discuss anything that you wish to say, before I make a final decision." David said, before turning back to Charles. "When will we be leaving Professor?"

"Whenever it is that you wish to leave, David."

He nodded at the Professor in understanding, and breathed out a heavy sigh. He could sense that things were about to change real soon. Again. for better or worse, he was about to find out.

David left the group alone once again, while he went to go pack some clothes for a few days. He then visited Rebecca's room to say goodbye to her, before returning to his waiting guests. He proceeded to inform the Professor that he was ready to go, said goodbye to his mother and crying youngest sister, exchanged hugs and "I'll miss you" speeches, before finally making his departure.

David was in awe of the large private jet Jubilee called the blackbird, and was even more surprised to discover, that as soon they reached the Institute in New York, the jet was able to be lowered into a hangar hidden beneath a basketball court. David was at a loss for words as they exited the jet, and made their way through a shiny, sub-basement lined with various metal doors. They reached an elevator, and Scott pressed a button for the first floor. The elevator came to a slow stop, and the sight before David made him visibly flinch.

"Yeah, that's usually the action I receive." Joked a large, furry, blue mutant. "Dr. Henry McCoy, but you can call me Hank." The Beast-like man replied in a friendly manner, while studying David over the top rim of his glasses.

"Sorry." David replied, while clearing his throat, and sheepishly scratching the back of his head. "I am just a little new to the whole mutant thing." David said in an apologetic manner. "My name is David Alexander."David remarked while extending his hand foward.

Next, stepped up a beautiful, African American, woman with snow white hair. "Hello David my name is Ororo Munroe. It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Wow! If only all of my teachers were as beautiful as you." David said, giving her a sexy smirk. That caused a slight brush to spread throughout her caramel complexion.

Next came an equally attractive red head, with the most beautiful green eyes David had ever seen. "Dr. Jean Gray. It is nice to meet you David."

"You as well, and might I say that you are very attractive." David said, taking her hand and planting a kiss on her knuckles. Earning him an immediate death glare from Scott, a laugh from Logan, and much to David's dismay only a slight smile from Jean.

"That's quite enough for now David. Seeing as how you have just arrived, I do not wish to overwhelm you." Charles said before turning to Jubilee, who was at the moment, trying hard to hide her jealousy. "Jubilee would you give our guest a tour, and then show him to the room in which he will be staying?"

"Sure thing Professor." Jubilee replied, while mentally sighing.

The tour began with Jubilee showing David the kitchen, rec room, living area, the girls dorm, boys dorm, teachers wing, the gym, the library, and ended with her taking him outside and showing him the pool, the pond, the tennis courts, and basketball courts, before they headed back inside. Jubilee walked him back to his room before saying "goodnight" to a very tired David.

"Well, this is where you will be staying. I'm sure you will find it accommodating." Said Jubilee. "Goodnight David." She quickly remarked, before turning to leave.

"What, no kiss goodnight?" David asked, in a half jokingly manner.

"No, you see if I did that, then I would never be able to stop it at just a "kiss". I would not be able to keep my hands off of you." Jubilee replied sarcastically before turning to leave again. Only to be stopped for a second time. This time by David's large hand grabbing her arm.

"Jubilee, all joking aside. Thank you for everything that you have done for me, I really appreciate it and I don't know what I would have done without you." David said sincerely.

"No thanks necessary David. I only wish that I would have had someone there for me when I got my powers." Jubilee grimaced slightly at the memories.

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." David asked, while gently releasing her arm.

"No not at all, but I'll tell you what. You don't get to hear my story until you accept Charles' offer to attend the school." Jubilee stated, while raising a brow up at him in question, and crossing her arms across her chest.

"Deal." David smiled. "Goodnight Jubilee." David added in a lower tone.

"Goodnight David." Jubilee answered back, with a barely visible smile of her own.

David turned, and entered his room to find yet another surprise. He looked around at everything from the large king sized bed, to the mahogany dresser and nightstand, to the connecting bathroom. He unpacked his bag and put his clothes in the dresser and closet. Then his toiletries came next, which he arranged in the bathroom vanity.

"Damn, its been a long day and I need some sleep." David said to himself through a wide yawn. He then took a deep sniff of the air, and realized that he also needed a shower.

David turned the water on extremely hot and stepped in, letting the scalding liquid relax his tense muscles. As he stood there, the water cascading over him, he could feel the tension, worries, and every care in the world, wash away. He took his time in washing himself, before leaving the shower, and drying off. He then wrapped the towel around his waist, and laid down on his bed.

"This is one hell of a school." He said to himself, before drifting off into a much needed sleep.