Hello call me Oruk, Oh my goodness Fruit Ninja your right and I never realized that about Max thanks for the heads up all this time I did not know. I basically got the idea for this story from watching X men first class like 5 times. Anyway enjoy
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Danger Room Panic
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Around 5:00 am the next day Charles arose jauntily whereas Max and Ororo remained dead to the world. Charles shook his head as he grinned at the two. Charles and Max decided to connect their beds together to make room for Ororo, and now here they both lay sprawled all over each other. Ororo's arm slung over Max's face and his leg slung over her stomach, both drooling like mad dogs, the sight proved humorous. A wicked grin passed over Charles face as he watched the two.
Last night Ororo and Max argued like two small children about everything. How there was little to no space, or who was hogging how much cover, or who was touching who. It was so bad Charles barely got a wink of sleep. Payback time.
'Wake up you lazy loafs' Charles mentally shouted at earsplitting volumes.
Both Ororo and Max shot up in bed holding each other and screaming their heads off. Max's head darted from side to side frantically. Ororo had her eyes squeezed tight seemingly waiting for whatever to happen, happen. They both looked to Charles who was laughing so hard he had to clutch his stomach.
"Why you miserable louse," Max slurred tiredly. He glared at Charles who only laughed harder. Ororo too frowned.
"Forgive me, but how on earth could I have possible passed up such a golden opportunity," Charles said still laughing.
"That was nowhere near funny, you almost gave me a heart attack," Ororo growled at him. Charles tried to stifle his laughter. A second passed before he snorted and busted out laughing even harder. Max and Ororo glared at him.
"I believe we're even now," Charles said composing himself enough to talk.
"Even for what?" Max asked outraged.
"For last night, you lots bickering and tussling was incommodious and kept me awake all night, so this is me getting even," Charles said.
"Mark my words, Charles you will pay for this," Max threatened grinning evilly.
"Oh I'm trembling, hey ah, ah no going back to sleep Ororo we have a flight to catch," Charles said as he pulled the covers off of her. She groaned loudly.
"Why so early in the morning, New York ain't goin nowhere?" Ororo groaned as she lazily reached for the covers. Charles pulled them down further.
"I like to be punctual," Charles told her. He momentarily left the room.
"He's insane," Ororo mumbled burying her head in her pillow to block out the light.
"Believe me you have no idea," Max informed. Charles came back in with clothes in his hands.
"Here try these on," Charles instructed as he threw the clothes at her. Ororo looked at them.
"Exactly why do you have girl clothes stashed in the bathroom?" Ororo asked with an raised eyebrow.
"We picked those up on our way to get you from jail, I figured you'd want something a little less...Provocative," Charles said. Ororo fully took note she was still in her stripper getup.
Ororo laid the outfit out to better view it and she rudely showed her disdain for the outfit. Charles took note.
"Is something wrong?" Charles asked. Ororo frowned.
"Wrong? What's right? A sleeveless blue hoodie and white khaki pants? I'm 20 not 50, do you have something a little more up to date?" Ororo asked.
"Lesson one of your training, is gratitude squirt," Max said thumping the back of her head.
"What? I'm just saying," Ororo said.
"Well I think it's quite befitting for a young lady," Charles defended. Ororo sighed knowing it was pointless to talk to Older men about today's fashions.
Twenty minutes passed before Ororo showered and got dressed and devoured her breakfast. Max and Charles packed up what little belongings they had and were soon returning the key to the motel and heading to their car. Storm had no belongings because Max and Charles made her throw away her stripper outfit saying she wouldn't be needing it anytime soon.
"So what's it like at the X mansion?" Ororo asked gazing out the window. She fiddled with her hands which told she was nervous.
"Don't worry, you'll fit in fine at the X mansion the kids are all just like you, each with their own unique power. And like you they too have had their share of pains in the past. I'm sure you'll meet plenty of friends," Charles explained.
"Really?" Ororo asked hopeful. Charles smiled and nodded.
"Of course you'll also meet your share of buffoons as well, you can thank the lenient Professor Xavier for that," Max said snidely. Charles shot Max an sarcastic look before he looked out the window.
"It's not like I'm really looking for friends anyway I mean I'm not some girl in high school looking for acceptance anymore," Ororo said. Her whole demeanor contradicted her whole statement.
"Sure your not," Max said with thick sarcasm. Ororo leered at him. Max threw up his hands in a submissive manner.
"What? I'm agreeing with you," Max lied. Ororo narrowed her eyes at him.
"Don't toy with me," Ororo said looking back out the window. Max snickered.
Ororo swallowed hard as she watched buildings zip past her. She tried not to dwell too heavily on the new life that awaited her, but she couldn't help but ponder what life would be like from then on. She also wondered if the same thing that happened to Mammy and the others would occur again. She shook her head to rid herself of such thoughts.
'Don't worry, you'll be fine' Charles told her mentally. It brought her somewhat comfort but not enough to stop her stomach from knotting up. Thirty minutes had passed and still no sign of an airport.
"Um Charles where exactly is the airport we've been driving for almost an hour.
"Who said anything about an airport," Max said. Ororo looked confused.
"But you said our flight was leaving first thing in the morning, that meant we were getting on a plane right?" Ororo asked.
"Oh yes we will be getting transported by air but not in a common man's plane," Charles said smiling. Now Ororo was really confused.
"You lost me, if we're not getting in a plane then what-holy shit!" Ororo yelled as the car approached a landing site. And perched prim and proper had to be one of the biggest jet planes Ororo had ever seen.
"Language," Charles warned. Max only laughed at her vulgarity.
"Sorry it's just so huge," Ororo gawked as they drew closer to it. Max leaned back smugly. He loved every chance he got to show boat.
"Yep, that's Blackbird or X-jet for short," Max informed.
"That's got to be the coolest thing I've ever seen," Ororo complimented.
"You need to get out more, if you like this wait till you see your new home," Max said. Ororo smile faded.
"Home?" Ororo repeated quietly.
"Yes your new home with your new family," Charles said as he parked the car.
It never dawned on her that this was something permanent and not some vacation until now. Now that she looked her future in the eye she felt uneasy. Home to her was the place you felt most comfortable at whether that was a cave or hut, just depended on where you felt safest. And family, last she knew of she'd wiped the remnants of her remaining family out. But now here she was with a second chance.
"Ready?" Max asked serious tint to his tone. Ororo was hesitant.
'Walk forward' Came Succulents voice again. Ororo smiled at the memory. Succulent however harsh has given her some of the best advice of her life.
"I'm ready," Ororo answered.
(Time Skip)
"We're here squirt," Came Max voice invading her dreams. Ororo cracked a eye open to see Max's blurry face in her line of vision.
"Not something I want to wake up to ya know," Ororo joked playfully.
"Ha, ha very funny now stop drooling on the seat and hurry up we're here," Max said as he shuffled past her to the door that was opening.
Ororo stretched before she looked around the jet bewildered. It was as if that were her first time seeing the inside of the jet. It was probably due to the fact that as soon as she got inside the jet she began to feel claustrophobic and fainted.
Ororo hurried out of the jet only to see a huge mansion sitting in the middle of a hill side with lush green grass. Their was open field for miles if you walked. Ororo awed at how clean the outside looked compared to the places she's seen. It made her all the more eager to see the inside of the lavish place.
"Professor Xavier welcome back," A red headed woman yelled as she ran toward them grinning. Charles smiled back as he walked to meet the girl.
"Jean, so good to be back and what impeccable timing you have," Charles said returning her hug. The girl shined proudly at the compliment. Ororo observed the girl from over Charles shoulder.
The one called Jean was decent looking, actually she looked really good. She had red hair that flowed down her back and a few locks fluttered in her face. She had dazzling emerald colored eyes that sparkled with innocence. Her complexion was clear for the most part and she had pretty white teeth aligned correctly and she had a slim figure.
"This is, Ororo Munroe and as of today she is the newest member of our X men family," Charles introduced. Jean smiled brightly at Ororo.
"Hello, as Professor has already introduced I'm Jean grey, it's really nice to meet you," Jean greeted outstretching her hand. Ororo looked at her hand then back to her. A second passed before Jean got the hint and lowered her hand.
Ororo didn't mean to come off as cold but she didn't do well with strangers. She treated Mammy and the others the same way until she warmed up to them. Undeterred Jean continued to act friendly toward her.
"So since your new I know your going to need a tour guide and I'd be happy to show you around. After all X mansion isn't something new people can navigate on their own," Jean said.
Jean started to walk off, but stopped to wait for Ororo who'd yet to have budged. Ororo looked back to Charles and Max who only encouraged her to go.
"Go on Jean is one of the friendliest Mutants here and she has a lot of experience with dealing with new mutants that come to the house," Charles explained. Ororo nodded slightly before she slowly followed Jean.
"Think she'll be alright?" Max asked as he watched the two girls walk toward the X mansion.
"Give her time, they all come around eventually," Charles said. The two men followed the girls lead and too headed toward the mansion.
"This is the X men lab where we do physicals and a lot of testing and here's the man in charge, this is beast," Jean explained. A rather bulky looking furry blue man appeared donning a lab coat and glasses. Ororo instinctively stepped back eyeing him warily.
Seeing her alarm Beast stopped his advancement and smiled disarmingly. Ororo still frowned at him. Jean placed a hand on Ororo's shoulder and Ororo curtly shrugged it off. Hurt flashed in Jean's eyes before it disappeared.
"Don't worry Beast is as sweet as pie, He's very kind and wouldn't harm a fly," Jean said. Beast smiled.
"Pleasure to meet you and may I ask your name?" Beast asked holding out his hand.
"Ororo," Ororo muttered not taking his hand. Instead she stepped away and looked around the lab. Beast looked to Jean.
'Give her time' Jean mouthed to Beast. Beast nodded in understanding and watched as the two girls departed.
"Oh you'll love this, just recently we received a load of smaller mutants that Professor and Max found wandering the street so he had this playroom installed," Jean said as she entered into a room half decorated in blue and the other in pink.
"Yeah, the room is kind of divided right now. The boys and the girls are in a dispute right now. The boys seem to think the girls have cooties and the girls think the boys are icky," Jean said smiling amusedly. Ororo didn't seem too much amused.
After all she hated kids and swore she'd never have any, she just didn't have the patience for them. They were so needy and dependent and practically ran you up a wall. It was more work than what Ororo was willing to put in.
"How long are you guys planning on keeping this boy vs. Girl war going?" Jean asked giggling.
"Until they surrender and admit that picking their nose is yucky," A little brunette girl said as she and some other young girls sat in a circle playing with Barbie dolls. Jean laughed.
"Fellas?" Jean asked.
"I don't want no cooties," A blonde haired boy with freckles said. His group joined in as they taunted the girls. The girls didn't take that lying down.
"Whatever, everyone knows boys are dumb," The brunette girl, supposedly leader said. The blonde boys mouth gaped open.
"No your stupid, you play with dumb dolls," He pitifully retorted. She stamped her feet.
"Ms. Isabelle is not stupid, take that back," The girl demanded. He crossed his arms smugly. She grew red in the face as she took a deep breath and yelled. But this was no ordinary yell, this was a supersonic yell that left his hair standing up straight after she finished.
"Nice haircut," She mocked as her friends giggled. Now it was his turn to huff up.
"Oh yeah take this," He said as he opened his mouth and his tongue flung out like a frogs and wrapped around the girls Barbie doll. His tongue secreted some type of sticky substance and once the doll was saturated in it he flung the doll toward the ceiling and the doll stuck like it'd been glued to paper.
The girl gasped looking mortified up at the ceiling. The boy clapped high fives with his gang.
"Stupid head"
"Dummy girl"
Those were the last words exchanged before a full out brawl between the girls and boys broke out. Jean continued to laugh knowing they could never really harm each other at their level of strength.
"Monsters," Ororo muttered quietly but Jean still heard. Jean saw the look of annoyance on Ororo's face and knew it was time to leave.
"Well okay you kids have at it, and don't forget to clean up the playroom when your done," Jean instructed as she and Ororo eased out of the door.
Half an hour had passed as the agonizingly long and tiresome tour continued. Ororo lost count of all the halls and rooms. Each room they dropped by the more people she got to meet. She didn't particularly care for any of them and knew she wouldn't remember their names to save her life. She for the most part quietly followed Jean around unless Jean asked her a question she had to answer.
"And this room right here is a room you have to have supervision to access, unless your a seasoned mutant like me or Cyclops," Jean informed as they entered a room that read caution Danger Room.
"Oh yeah he was the guy that wore those goggles right?" Ororo remembered. Jean smiled as she nodded.
"Cute huh?" Jean asked blushing. Ororo shrugged. She seen better.
"This room is where older mutants come to put our skills to the test. It holds a simulation that sets to 50 levels, 50 being the most dangerous. No one's made it to that stage yet, only Max and the Professor, but their pro's," Jean said.
Upon entering the control room, Ororo could see that a simulation was already in progress and inside the chamber was supposedly a boy. He wore a red leather jacket with a black undershirt and blue jean pants and brown shoes. Upon further inspection, Ororo saw he had a bit of scruff underneath his chin and his hair sat on his head like a wild mane as he twisted and turned around the battle field both dodging and attacking gigantic robots.
Ororo didn't know what to make of the boy. He looked so wild and untamed while fighting she couldn't use any other word to describe him but Feral. He snarled and roared like a savage. Ororo was so engrossed in his aggressive behavior it wasn't until he sliced open a robot's insides did she see the 3 blades protruding out of his knuckles.
"Who the hell is that?" Ororo asked not taking her eyes off him. Jean peeked at her from the corner of her eye. All through her tour Ororo didn't take interest in any other person, ignoring almost all of them and yet here she is actively taking interest in the least interesting person of the whole house.
"That's Logan, he's the same age as me," Jean informed smiling slyly. This went unnoticed by Ororo.
Ororo observed the controls and saw that the level gauge was firmly placed at Level 8. Ororo scoffed.
"Level 50 being the hardest you say?" Ororo asked.
"Yep," Jean answered. Jean walked over to the controls and pressed a button that paused the simulation. The figures in the room abruptly paused. The one called Logan, looked around rapidly he looked up to where Ororo and Jean were and Ororo saw his eyes blaze for more battle.
"What the hell are you doing Jean?" Logan asked voice gruff.
"Come up here, I have someone I want you to meet," Jean said pushing the microphone button. Logan growled.
"Damn it Jean I-" Logan raved but Jean let the microphone button go cutting him off.
"A minute later in busted a more than peeved Logan as he looked from Jean to Ororo. His gaze ultimately landing on the figure he wasn't familiar with.
"Who are you?" Logan snapped. Jean frowned at his rudeness. True she expected Logan to be the most difficult to deal with but not in a manner like this. Ororo glared at him.
"Who the f**k are you?" Ororo asked back. She already knew him but she just couldn't let him diss her like that. Logan's eyebrow raised but he kept his scowl firmly in place.
"Touchy, didn't think you'd get all sentimental on me," Logan mocked smirking at Ororo. Ororo was pissed.
"Bitch please if anyone touched it's you," Ororo insulted. Logan's smirk fell. Jean was getting nervous, she knew Logan didn't have a temper at all and would snap for little to no reason at all. And as it appeared so did Ororo.
"You got a big mouth bitch, mind putting your fist where your mouth is," Logan challenged as he flashed his six blades that shot forth from his knuckles. He bore his sharp teeth as he glared savagely at Ororo.
"Logan that's enough, you've gotten way out of hand," Jean intervened standing in front of Ororo.
"Kitty bout to get them claws cut f**king with me," Ororo threatened trying to push Jean aside. Her eyes blazed with fury.
"No, Logan, Ororo calm down, stop it," Jean feebly tried to keep the warring duo apart. To Jeans great relief the intercom came on. It was professor Xavier on.
"All mutants ages 20 to 25 please report to the obstacle course effective immediately, that will be all" and just like that their was an audible click and the intercom fell silent.
Jean sighed, mentally thanking professor Xavier for his rescue. She jumped when she hear him mentally tell her 'Your Welcome.'
Logan scoffed as he retracted his blades. He brushed past Ororo who stared him down.
"Watch your step around me bitch," he said before he headed toward the obstacle course.
"Likewise motherf**ker," Ororo said. Jean sighed when Logan left feeling the tension flood from the room.
"Sorry Ororo, I should have warned you about Logan. He's the wild child of the family, quite literally. But hey every family has one right?" Jean asked with a shrug. Ororo scoffed.
"He's a pussy," Ororo insulted still pissed. Jean gave a half hearted chuckle.
"Don't worry I disliked him too at first but if one things for sure his rough style grows on you after awhile," Jean said blushing. Ororo raised a eyebrow but said nothing.
"Well you heard him guess we'd had better get going, they'll be waiting for us and if you haven't already noticed Professor Xavier like punctuality," Jean said.
"yeah whatever," Ororo said still fuming. Jean chuckled as she led the way out.
Hope you enjoyed more on the way