Chapter 16

I don't dance

At Bayville High

The past couple of weeks have probably been the most interesting in Dean's life so far. He was training with Logan 3 times a week and he was improving fast. But he wasn't just training how to fight he was also training his senses.

Dean could now smell distinct scents, not as good as Logan but close enough, and he could eavesdrop on conversations that were far away from him due to his exceptional hearing.

Dean also took place in the daily X-men training sessions where he was improving on his teamwork and of course he kept up with his own workout schedule. Dean was stepping it up more often now that he saw his limits when he was tested giving him an incentive to improve.

Socially Dean managed to fully settle in. At the Institute he became friends with almost all the X-men. The only person he wasn't close with was Scott.

Scott could be a complete boy scout sometimes…and a teacher's pet…and annoying….and a dick…let's just say Dean isn't fond of him.

Everything right now was going great, but there was still one thing that was bugging him. That voice.

The voice in his head that warned him, if it hadn't that fight with the Brotherhood might have gone down differently. Dean had been thinking about it ever since. He even recalled when he heard the voice at the army base in Alaska. He originally thought it was his own imagination but he was wrong.

Dean walked in the lunchroom.

"Dean!" someone shouted.

Dean looked and saw Jean waving him over, she was sitting with Taryn. He walked over to them, "What's up?"

"Come sit with us" Taryn said in a friendly tone.

"Sure" Dean took a seat, "What's new?"

"Well me and Jean were just talking about the Sadie Hawkins dance coming up in a few months" Taryn said enthusiastically.

"Is that like a prom sort of thing?" Dean asked curiously.

"Kind of, except there's a small twist. The girls are supposed to ask the boys to go with them" Jean said.

"I'm not sure if that twist is good or bad" Dean said thinking about it.

"Why would it be bad?" Taryn asked.

"Look at it like this. All the popular guys and the football team get taken first because they're the catches. Then after that it's all downhill, no girl is going to ask out a lame guy, it's just not going to happen. All the girls are going to be trying to go to the dance with the top tier, and because most guys aren't picky they'll say yes to any pretty face that comes along. So basically whoever asks the guys first will win, it'll be chaos….but hilarious" Dean said smirking.

"That's a strange way of looking at it" Jean had to admit.

"That's not any different from what happens when boys ask the girls" Taryn said not liking his analogy.

"What I'm telling you is just my opinion so don't feel offended" Dean wanted to throw that out there, "But no. It's completely different"

"Tell us how then smart guy" Jean said wanting to hear this.

"In this scenario every girl that wants to go is going to go, for the simple fact that all guys, ugly or not, are going to ask them out. The girls might be picky and say no to the lesser popular guys because they're shallow but that's beside the point. When girls have to choose guys there are going to be lots of single ladies at that dance" Dean said grinning.

Jean could see Dean had no problem being brutally honest about certain subjects, he wasn't afraid to speak his mind.

Taryn couldn't think of a reply, "That's…"

"That's the ugly truth to gender mixing" Dean admitted.

"It's so mean when you put it like that" Jean said.

"Well that's just my opinion, you can still think what you want" Dean said.

"So" Taryn got to the point of bringing this up in the first place, "If you could ask anybody to a dance, who would it be?" she said with a smile.

"Oh I'm not going to that stupid dance, I got better things to do" Dean laughed.

"Why not?" Jean asked.

"It's a silly way for teenagers to hook up, it doesn't interest me" Dean said.

Taryn gently placed her hand on top of his, "Well, if you change your mind, let me know when you do" she winked at him.

Jean rolled her eyes, 'Can she be any more forward?'

Dean wondered why today was so quiet in the lunchroom. He looked around and spotted Sissy and Chrissy at a table with a couple of other pretty girls, but Missy was nowhere to be seen. How strange. He then glanced over to the jockey table and Duncan was also missing, 'Motherfucker'

Dean got up from his seat and left in a hurry, "I'll be back"

"Was I too pushy?" Taryn asked.

Dean walked out of the cafeteria and thought hard, 'Ok, if I was in school, and I was a jockey, and I wanted to smash, where would I go?' As he thought about it there were a few possibilities, 'There's the bathrooms, the staircases, the roof, the football field'

Dean stopped, 'The place where he's most comfortable' he made his way to the football field. He walked towards the bleachers where he heard some commotion.

Dean silently looked underneath the bleachers, and what a sight to see.

Duncan, with his pants down, pounding away at Missy who had her legs spread wide.

"Oh yeah baby I've missed you" Duncan said passionately.

Missy grabbed him by his hair and pulled on it, "Shut up and fuck me harder!"

Dean tried his best not to laugh, 'This is too good' he pulled out his phone and snapped a few pictures.

Missy started moaning loudly.

Dean had to put his hand over his own mouth to stop himself from laughing. He left before they spotted him, 'Jean is not going to be happy about this'

Elsewhere

Police officers were chasing a young girl. But Eileen Harsaw was no ordinary girl, she was a mutant.

As the police officers pursued they were picked off one by one.

Eileen would release a purple beam from her hands that just rendered anyone who it hit unconscious.

Eileen continued to run down the empty street, she took a left turn and realized a little too late that it was a dead end.

She turned around to find two police cars stopped a few feet away from her and four police officers came out pointing their guns at the young girl.

Eileen's hair was blonde and her eyes were glowing purple with smoke coming out of them. She was wearing black boots with purple spandex leggings and a baggy white T-shirt and she was beautiful. Her lower body was rather thin but her breasts were quite large.

Eileen was considering trying to blast them all but she couldn't outshoot guns.

"Ms. Harsaw, you're under arrest for the mutilation of a young boy's genitalia" One of the officers said.

Eileen put her hands up and grinned wickedly, "He should have never cheated on me" she said with hate in her voice.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound and the two police cars flipped over and all the guns the police officers were holding are now pointed at them in the air.

An old man in a black coat floated down just a few feet away from the young girl, "You Homo Sapiens and your guns" he said before he snapped his fingers.

Each firearm shot the officers in the head, killing them all.

"Wow, you're good" Eileen said admiring his work.

The old man smirked, "You have no idea"

At Bayville High

Dean was searching for Jean to get this over with, it's about time she knew what Duncan was really like. He spotted Jean leaving the school, 'Ok here goes' "Hey Jean!" he called out.

Jean noticed his sort of sad face and walked up to him, "Hey what's going on, is everything ok?"

"Jean there's something I have to tell you—"he was interrupted by Duncan beeping his horn signaling for Jean, 'Oh this is just perfect' he thought sarcastically.

"Hold on a second!" Jean shouted to Duncan, "Ok now what did you want to tell me?"

"Jean there's no easy way to say this so I'm just gonna say it flat out. Your boyfriend is cheating on you" Dean said.

Jean's eyes widened "What? Why would you say that?"

"I caught him doing the dirty deed underneath the bleachers" Dean said. He took out his phone and showed her the picture.

Jean couldn't believe her eyes.

"Hey what's the holdup Jean?" Duncan asked approaching not noticing what was going on.

Jean's head whipped around and she glared at him full of hurt and anger, "You have a lot to answer for mister!" she shouted as she stomped her way over to him.

Dean watched in joy as she verbally attacked him.

"J-Jean I don't know who has been feeding you these lies but I would never cheat on you" Duncan swore.

There were still lots of students that were hanging out outside and this was the last place he wanted to have a discussion where Jean accused him of cheating on her.

Ok so he did but how the hell did she find out? Duncan bets Summers was probably behind it. Feeding her lies. He knows that Summers keeps sniffing around her.

"Is that so?" Jean said her voice icy cold.

Duncan had never heard her use such a voice. It was...scary.

Jean showed him the picture.

Duncan's eyes widened in horror as he realized he was doomed.

"Jean...Jeannie. I-I can explain that" Duncan stuttered while he desperately tried to think of an excuse.

"Don't bother Duncan because read my lips, WE ARE THROUGH!" Jean yelled causing virtually half the school by now to stop and eavesdrop in on this drama.

Duncan noticed Dean in the background with his arms crossed over his chest smiling at him and realized...'It was him'

"YOU!" Duncan shouted with anger as he walked in front of Dean, "You're the one who took that picture! I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR FACE IN!"

At this point every student that was outside had gathered in a circle around Dean and Duncan.

"You don't wanna do this Duncan" Dean warned him.

Duncan threw a punch to Dean's face and all he did was tilt his head to dodge it with ease.

He threw another one and Dean tilted his head again dodging it with ease, "I'm warning you, you better stop"

Duncan threw another punch this one with more force than before, Dean side stepped and tripped Duncan into falling face first.

Duncan pounded the ground in frustration and got back up.

"What's the matter? Afraid to fight back?" Duncan asked.

"Alright pretty boy, I'll give you a free shot. Go ahead" Dean said with his arms still crossed.

"Your funeral" Duncan's fist collided with Dean's cheek and he didn't move an inch.

Dean uncrossed his arms and smirked, "Wrong, your funeral" he punched Duncan breaking his nose and knocking him down. He knelt and punched him a couple more times in the face.

Jean grabbed Dean and pulled him off, "That's enough Dean, he got what he deserved"

Duncan's face was swollen, not to mention he was missing some teeth.

"He ain't pretty no more" Dean joked.

Missy, who just arrived at the scene, pushed through the crowd, "What's going on?" she looked and saw Duncan beaten on the ground.

Jean saw her and rage filled her eyes, "Bitch!" she punched her.

"Ow!" Missy staggered back. She felt her face and realized her nose was crooked and bleeding, "You broke my nose!" she sounded weird.

"You're lucky that's all I broke" Jean stormed off.

Dean caught up to her, "Hey"

Jean turned around and faced him. She looked vulnerable.

"Let's get you home" Dean said walking her over to his motorcycle.

Scott watched as Dean and Jean departed, so where does this leave him? Is he going to be stuck as a friend of Jean forever?

At the Institute

Dean was outside with Jean, doing his best to comfort her. Which surprisingly meant staying out of her way.

Jean paced back and forth ranting her thoughts.

"I can't believe it. This whole time he's been fooling around with Missy and who knows who else" Jean said.

"Jean" Dean tried to get her attention.

"And I'm a telepath! A freakin telepath!" Jean shouted.

"Jean" Dean tried again.

"I can read people's thoughts and I never even suspected he would do anything like that" Jean said.

"Jean" Dean put his hand on her shoulder.

Jean stopped abruptly and looked at him.

"Just out of curiosity, how often did you um…do it?" Dean asked awkwardly.

"It?" Jean asked not understanding.

'Jesus she's like a kid' Dean used his hands to explain. He used a finger to move in and out of a hole he made with his other hand.

"Oh" Jean's face flushed red with embarrassment, "No we never um…..no we didn't do it"

"Really?" Dean asked feeling surprised, "How long were you together?"

"Around 6 months" Jean said.

Dean nodded, "Well that explains that"

"I didn't feel comfortable to do it. It just didn't feel right" Jean said.

"Wait you mean you're a…virgin?" Dean asked.

"What's wrong with that?" Jean asked crossing her arms.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing. It just explains why Duncan did what he did" Dean said.

"You think so?" Jean asked.

"Jean, I know my gender" Dean laughed, "If there's one thing we all have in common it's that we all" He pointed between her legs, "Want that. And depending on the guy, well, holding out might lead them to cheat. I'm not saying it's right, which it isn't, you just need to be aware of this"

Jean looked at him curiously, "What about you?"

"Me?" Dean scratched the back of his head, "I don't think I'm the best example considering I've never really been in a serious relationship. But to be honest, I wouldn't be in a relationship if I didn't want to be limited to one girl. It defeats the purpose of it"

Jean nodded, "You know, at first your honesty can seem a little harsh, but it's actually…sort of profound…in your own way. Not a lot of people like to speak their mind"

"Well, I tend to say what I mean and mean what I say. Makes it easier for people to understand me" Dean said.

"Yet somehow I feel like there's a lot I don't know about you" Jean said.

Dean frowned for a brief moment before he smirked again as he looked at Jean, "In time you'll learn more"

Rogue was watching TV. To her dislike there was nothing good on, figures the one hour she gets is wasted.

"Hey" Kitty sat on the couch next to Rogue.

"I still got half an hour" Rogue said expecting her to try and kick Rogue off.

"I know that, I just wanted to talk" Kitty said.

"Why?" Rogue asked.

"Cause you went to see Dean the other night" Kitty said with a smirk.

"No I didn't" Rogue denied it.

"Yeah you did, I like saw you leaving his room" Kitty said.

"How did you—"Rogue paused as she figured it out, "You were peaking ya little head around weren't you?"

"I was a little curious" Kitty said trying to look innocent, "So what did you do?"

"I just thanked him for helping me in the danger room" Rogue said.

"Is that all you did?" Kitty asked.

"What else would I do Kitty?" Rogue asked.

"I mean he is like cute" Kitty said as if it were obvious. She looked at Rogue for her opinion, "What do you think Rogue?"

Rogue looked at her then back at the screen, "Yeah I guess he looks kinda cute" She said optimistically.

Kitty raised an eyebrow, "You guess? C'mon Rogue you can't say tha—"

"What does it matter Kitty?!" Rogue shouted as she got off the couch "I'm going to my room" she stormed off.

Kitty had totally forgotten about her situation and touching people. It must be so hard to resist the urge to touch somebody sometimes.

Kitty could never really feel her pain but couldn't help but sympathize. She wouldn't tell her of course because Rogue hated it when people showed her sympathy.

'One day Rogue, one day you'll find a way to finally touch somebody and when you do you'll be happy' Kitty thought.

Dean was in the woods right next to the institute practicing with his swords. This seemed like the only place he could find peace these days. The way the trees covered everything outside of the forest, it gave you that feeling that there wasn't a single person for miles. He loved that feeling.

Dean had nothing against being around people, like everybody else sometimes he needed his space.

He began to slash at an invisible opponent. He slashes left, right, up, down, diagonal. The opponent would have been cold cuts by now.

Dean stopped to take a small break. He plunged his swords into the ground in front of him and sat down.

Maybe if he focused hard enough on the feeling he had when he heard the voice something might happen.

Dean closed his eyes and tried to focus on the moment the voice spoke to him, 'Behind you' it said. It helped him.

Maybe this person had some answers to how and why Dean is the way he is. There was that tingly feeling in his head when he heard the voice but of course he didn't have time to focus on anything besides the fight at that moment. But now he could.

Dean tried to focus on that tingly feeling. He felt something in the depths of his mind. Like something or someone was there.

'Are you there?' He thought loudly trying to get its attention.

There was a faint voice deep within. It was too whist to understand what it was saying.

'Can you hear me?' Dean thought loudly.

This time the voice was loud enough to be a whisper but the boy still couldn't make out the words.

Dean focused on projecting his inner voice as loud as he could, 'Who are you?!'

'Pater' The voice said.

Dean's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden shake on his shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked back to find Kitty standing over him.

"Umm like what are you doing?" Kitty asked completely oblivious.

"What do you want?" Dean asked feeling annoyed.

"Oh I just wanted to tell you that like we'll be going in the danger room in an hour and to give you this" Kitty handed him something.

It was a black watch with an X on it, "What is it?"

"It's a communicator slash danger room alarm" Kitty said.

"Thanks, I'll see you later" Dean said as he closed his eyes again.

Kitty decided to play around with Dean and sat across from him watching him.

Dean opened an eye to check if she was still there and he found her sitting across from him, "Kitty what are you doing?" he closed his eye again.

"I'm watching you" Kitty replied.

"Why are you watching me?" Dean asked.

"Because I'm curious" Kitty said.

Dean sighed and opened his eyes, "Well why can't you be curious some other time?"

Kitty shrugged "I don't know"

Dean pinched the bridge of his nose, she was irritating, "Kitty, go bug someone else"

"No" Kitty said.

"Leave me alone Kitty" Dean said.

Kitty leaned closer to him, "No" she said playfully.

"Go away" Dean tried his best to stay calm.

Kitty leaned closer to the point that their noses were almost touching, "No" she said with a grin.

"Alright fine" Dean closed his eyes and resumed what he was doing.

Kitty started making noises with her mouth to annoy him but Dean seemed unaffected.

She waved her hand in front of his face checking to see if he would react, nothing.

Kitty than grabbed one of his swords, "Ooh" she waved it around, "This thing is cool, and heavy"

Dean opened his eyes, "And not a toy" he took it from her and stood up.

Kitty took the other gladius, "Actually it's a very fun toy" she swung it around playfully.

"Kitty give it back before you hurt yourself" Dean said.

"Where did you get these?" Kitty asked not listening to him.

"They were a gift now give it" Dean reached for it.

Kitty stepped back and pointed the blade at him, "Let's see if you can take it from me"

Dean sighed, "You're so annoying"

"And you're no fun" Kitty stuck her tongue out at him.

"Fine" Dean smacked the blade out of her hand, "Yay! Fun!" he said sarcastically as he waved his hands around like a kid.

"You're such a party pooper" Kitty said with a frown.

"Well you're just a pooper" Dean joked as he sheathed his gladii and left.

"Hey!" Kitty ran after him.

New York

Eli came back from a little walk. Exercise helped his old body from rusting away.

He walked inside the house, "I'm home" he announced.

Eli went into the kitchen expecting to find his wife but it was empty. He found the broom and dust pan on the floor, and a half prepared meal on the counter.

"Agalia?" Eli said aloud.

"I'm here" Agalia walked down the steps at a faster than usual pace.

"Where did you go?" Eli asked.

"I just went to call Dean, I miss him so much" Agalia said.

Eli nodded suspiciously, "I know. So what are you making for dinner?"

"I feel so tired, why don't we just order in tonight?" Agalia said walking past him.

Eli's eyes widened. He swung his cane and hit her over the head knocking her down.

"What's wrong with you?!" Agalia shouted.

Eli glared at her, "My wife hates take out. She would never leave the kitchen before putting away her cleaning material and would never waste already prepared food. You're not my wife"

Agalia smirked, "Very observant" she morphed into Mystique and got on her feet.

"Where is she?" Eli asked.

"Safe, for now" Mystique leaped forward for a flying kick.

Eli grabbed her leg and threw her.

Mystique flipped in the air and landed gracefully on her feet, "Not bad for an old timer. But I don't have time for games" she morphed into a guerilla and backhanded him.

Eli was rendered unconscious from the force of the blow.

Mystique morphed back into her natural form and walked out, "Take care now"

At the Institute

Today Logan had the X-men try and make a successful rescue without screwing it up.

Rogue was the bait, she hated it whenever she was the 'Damsel in distress', it made her feel weak and unappreciated.

Not that the mission was treated like that, she just hated being saved sometimes, no matter how controversial that is.

The mission was a success, everyone played their part well and they rescued the hostage without any problems. They seemed to have the whole stealth thing down, or so they thought. Logan could just be going easy on them for all they know.

After their Danger room session they all changed into their normal attire and waited for dinner to be ready.

Dean was silently watching the Bayville news as he waited for dinner to be ready. He didn't really care about what they were talking about but all of a sudden he heard something interesting, "—much more than just a series of small isolated incidents. It's now apparent that an organized criminal element is at work and at the moment business is good, so good in fact that there appear to be no eyewitnesses to any of these crimes. With complaints ranging from purse snatching to breaking and entering, police switchboards have been swamped with the angry voices of more and more citizens who have fallen prey to the recent surge of crime that continues to plague the city. Instead of getting better, things have actually gotten worse"

"Too bad we don't have that Spider guy to help out" Logan said passing by.

"Eh Spider-man is just an urban legend" Dean said not believing the stories from the Daily Bugle.

"Even more alarming is the baffling and often bizarre nature of these crimes. Merchandise of every size and description have been disappearing from store shelves and storage areas at an alarming rate. Even the victims themselves rarely catch a glimpse of the thieves, many don't even know they've been victimized until it's too late. In fact police have yet to come up with a single eyewitness, only a few vague reports of teenagers at the scenes have been filled. But whoever is behind these crimes, one thing is certain, these are much more than just a series of random isolated incidents"

Dean shut off the TV, "World's full of lowlifes"

After dinner all the X-men were hanging out in the living room.

Evan and Kurt were playing video games. The boys were taking turns playing.

While he was waiting Jean and Kitty were trying to convince Dean to go to the dance.

"Why don't you like it?" Kitty asked.

"I just don't, there's no point" Dean said, it didn't seem like his opinion was going to change.

"But think about it, you get to dress up and dance all night" Jean said.

Dean was stunned for a moment, "You hear yourself right? What guy wants to dress up and dance all night?"

"John Travolta?" Kurt asked.

"He's the exception" Dean pointed out.

Rogue passed by them.

"Rogue what do you think?" Kitty asked.

"About what?" Rogue asked.

"The Sadie Hawkins dance, Dean thinks it's stupid. And Kitty and I are trying to change his mind. What do you think?" Jean said.

"I don't think I'm the right person to be asking this" Rogue went to go about her business.

"Wait, I want to hear your opinion" Dean said.

Rogue stopped, "I don't know. Unless you're going with someone you care about its pointless"

"I can respect that" Dean said.

"So if someone you like asks you you'll go?" Jean asked.

Dean stared at her, "Why are you so interested all of a sudden?" he crossed his arms and smiled.

Jean was caught, "No reason" she blurted out, "I just want you to give it a chance"

"Yeah!" Evan cheered, "I totally got you"

"Dude that was BS, I totally blocked" Kurt said.

"If you did you wouldn't have died son now pass the controller to Scott so I can kick some pretty boy butt" Evan said.

"I'll make you eat those words Evan" Scott sat next to him and grabbed the controller.

Just then the phone rang.

"I'll get it" Kurt teleported to the phone and answered it, "Xavier Institute"

Kurt held the phone in his hands, "Dean it's for you" he called out to his friend.

Dean got off the couch, "Who is it?"

"Your mom" Kurt said.

Dean went to go get it.

"Hey Dean did your mom forget to pack your steroids?" Evan joked.

"Nah son yours packed em just fine" Dean replied with a smirk.

Kurt laughed, "Burn!"

Dean picked up the phone, "Mom?" he said sounding surprised.

"Dean don't do—"she was cut off.

"Mom? Mom are you there?" Dean asked with worry in his voice.

He heard a new voice speak, "It seems like you might be joining us after all, boy"

Dean's eyes widened at the shock of who was speaking to him, "Mystique" he said with anger in his voice.

Author's note: Is anyone really surprised at Duncan? This new blonde seems dangerous, let's see what ends up happening with her. That news report looks suspicious, how can you not see who's robbing you? Unless of course you're not fast enough to see them. The voice in Dean's head may lead him to what he's looking for but in the meantime he's got bigger problems to deal with. Tune in tomorrow to see what happens!