X-Men: Evolution - The Genesis of a Dragon pt.2
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or anything to do with World Wrestling Entertainment. They are respectively owned by Marvel/WB and Titan Sports. Jake is the only thing that's mine.
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Dear Journal, Man, oh man! Professor Xavier told me that I have a special gene in my DNA that allows me to fly and shoot flames from my mouth. I'm a freaking mutant!! And I thought the worst thing I had to worry about was the typical teenage angst. Not just that, but my friend Jason Fox is a mutant as well. I reunited with my old friend Todd Tolensky. Man, I haven't seen him in God knows how long. Anyway, Kitty Pryde told me that Todd, or "Toad" (as he'd like to be called), is in the Brotherhood, a band of troublemaking mutants. If I join the X-Men, but Todd will end up feeling abandoned because I am his only real friend as far as I know. If I join the Brotherhood, I could end up making severe enemies out of my new pals Scott, Kurt, Kitty, Rogue (Marie's "codename") and all the rest........and especially Jason. Why me? I wish there was a compromise. God, I don't ask for a lot, but can you help me, please?
---Jake Wildfire
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Three months later, Kitty and Kurt were walking down the street when they saw Jake in the park. He was staring up at the sky.
"Like, it's Jake! Poor guy, having being torn like this. What can we do to help?"
"I don't know, Katz-chen. I suggest we let him be for now." The two X-teens left Jake to his thoughts. Jake was pondering the consequences of his actions and what Storm had said.
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"God, that's a tough one." Rogue had said.
"Well Jake, The best advice I can give is to follow your heart." Storm concluded.
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i"Easy for you to say, Storm."i Jake thought with some frustration. i"How can I follow my heart if it goes out in two opposite directions at once?"i Just then, Todd appeared out of the shadows.
"Yo, Jake."
"Hey Todd." Jake said somberly.
"What's wrong, yo?" Toad asked.
"Well Toddy, I am in a bit of a predicament."
"Shoot."
"You see, The X-Men and Brotherhood aren't exactly friends." Jake observed.
"Understatement of the century, Jake." Toad laughed. "We pulled quite a few gags on those goody-goody X-Nerds."
"I don't understand." Jake said.
"Understand what?"
"Well, the fact that you guys fight." Jake sighed. "Over the past three months, I've noticed you guys have skirmishes at the school and in town. And for what? Each mutant in Bayville has a special talent. I don't understand why you guys come together and use those talents for something greater. This fighting is a waste of time and energy."
"Well, those guys think humans and mutants will get along. In their dreams. Us Brotherhood guys are realists. Humans will never understand us. They will never accept us." Todd sighed. "Jake, don't get me wrong. I know you are one of those guys who tries to be friendly to everyone, but you gotta understand bro, if humanity discovers us, they will think of us as an automatic threat. Humans don't want to understand things that are different. They only want to eliminate differences."
"But doesn't all these differences make life exciting? When my dad wrestled, he was always excited, because he was going to a different place. He's been to Japan, to Mexico, to Europe, to Canada. He loved going to other places because of the different cultures and different sights."
"What are you saying, yo?"
"I have been thinking about my position over the past three months, and I've decided who's side I'll be on."
"I understand if you want to join the X-Geeks." Todd sighed in defeat. "Just to let you know, your talents will be wasted with them." Jake smiled and shook his head. "Huh?"
"I'm not joining the X-Men." Todd smiled and outstretched his hand.
"Welcome to the Brotherhood of Mutants." Todd greeted. Jake shook his head again.
"I'm not joining the Brotherhood either." Jake simply said. Todd looked puzzled. "Consider me neutral in the whole thing."
"Neutral?" Todd was shocked. "You mean you are your own side?"
"In a way." Jake responded. "I got friends in the X-Men: Scott, Kurt, Marie.In the Brotherhood, I have you. If I joined my friends in one group, I'd alienate my other friends in the other. So, I had to compromise. For me, the only way is the neutral way."
"You can't please everyone, Jake. Your father was an entertainer, he should've taught you that." Todd reminded.
"I know. But as an entertainer, you have to please as many as possible." Jake responded. "Wanna come over to my place?" The two mutants walked off.
"Sure. Do you still have your Pay-Per-View collection?" Todd asked.
"Does Hulk Hogan wear red and yellow?" Jake quipped. The two mutants left the park. As they walked to Jake's house, they saw a couple guys in the Bayville football team.
"God, I hate those clowns." Todd grumbled.
"I know what you mean." Jake sighed. "I mean, the football team is doing great recently, but why do they have to pick on people who don't like football?"
"They torment the wrestlers?"
"Yeah." Jake sighed. "They think the wrestlers are all a bunch of 'girly men'. They treat me the worst because my father wrestled professionally. They say things like 'Your dad's a dumb redneck' or 'Your dad ain't a real athlete' and stuff like that."
"But your dad wrestled in high school. He went to the best college in Boston on a wrestling scholarship." Todd remembered. "He told me." Jake smiled.
"Yeah. Wrestling did a lot of good for me and my family. I can't stand it when people make fun of the business. I can understand that not everyone likes pro wrestling, and some aspects of wrestling are staged, but that isn't supposed to matter." Unfortunately for the two mutants, the football team spotted them and was following them.
"Hey Wildfire! Frogboy! Time for a beatdown!" One of them yelled. He had brown hair. The other was Duncan Matthews.
"Hey Bill. Hey Duncan." Jake said quietly. Todd cowered behind him.
"Hey Jakey!" Duncan laughed, grabbing Jake in a headlock. "Lookit me! I'm a rassler! Hyuk Hyuk!" He chortled like a retarded cowboy. "Yup! I can rassle!" Bill laughed and Duncan let him go. Bill then grabbed Toad.
"Ugh. He's still alive? I thought I told you, Froggy, don't you ever come within sighting distance of normal people." Bill threw him over his shoulder and did what appeared to be a Torture Rack submission. "Hey Jake!" He mocked, sounding like a redneck. "I'm rassling! I'm Lex Luger, yuk yuk yuk." He then threw Todd onto the pavement. Jake was mad.
"That's not funny you guys. Leave him alone." Jake said quietly.
"Awww, the poor 'rassler's boy' can't take a joke." Duncan mocked, kicking Todd. " C'mon 'rassler's boy', hit me!" Duncan mocked again. He kept kicking Todd and Bill was laughing. "You gonna break my jaw with a fake punch?" Jake was starting to get really mad. He couldn't stand it.
iThat muscle-headed dope!i Jake seethed. iI don't go around saying football players are dumb, or retarded, or anything like that. What gives him the right to make fun of wrestling? Wrestling has been an important part of my family heritage for 50 years. My dad has gotten injured doing that "fake fighting", Duncan! He's had broken bones, torn ligaments, and God knows what else! Now here he is, kicking the bejesus out of my best friend, and I can't do anything about it! Why does he have to torment me and Todd? Because we're not like him? How dare you, Duncan..HOW DARE YOU!!!!i Jake exploded. He flew at Duncan with a hard right hook.
"OWW!!!" Duncan cried out in pain. Bill ran towards Jake, fists flying. Jake blocked and slammed his knee into his gut. Bill struggled for air and clutched his sides. Meanwhile, Toad got up and saw Duncan reel.
"Ha! That showed you, jerk!" Toad laughed. Duncan tried to punch Todd's lights out. However, out of nowhere, Todd hit Duncan with a dropkick that would make Hardcore Holly proud (A/N: Hardcore Holly's dropkick is considered the best in the business). Jake was surprised when he saw Todd do it. The sight calmed down the wrestler, and he was able to think straight.
"Let's get outta here." Jake calmly panted.
"Yeah, yo." Todd agreed. The two friends quickly left. Bill and Duncan were left writhing in pain.
"Man, Todd. You have one sweet dropkick." Jake said, astonished.
"I do? Yeah, I do." Todd bragged. "Lucky shot."
"Hmmm......" Jake scratched his chin. "Todd, I think we got you a calling. Come with me." Jake ran away in another direction, and Todd followed, curious about what Jake meant. Later on, Jake was standing in a wrestling ring located in his home's basement.
"WRESTLING?!?!?! You think I might have a calling in WRESTLING?!?!?!" Toad yelled in shock.
"Yeah." Jake said. "Think about it. I saw that dropkick you pulled on ol' Duncan. It think it might've broken his jaw wide open! Man, you'd have a heckuva career as a high flier." Todd smiled.
"Hmmm......." He thought. "I did pull a sweet dropkick. Alright, I'll give it a whirl."
"Hi boys." Upon hearing that voice, Jake started blushing again. Rogue was standing at the stairs. Jake was on the verge of fainting.
"Hey." Todd said. He and Rogue didn't necessarily like each other very much. "Jake's teaching me how to wrestle.....like the pros do." As he said that, Toad pointed to an old WWF Summerslam poster, circa 1995, hanging on the wall. Rogue laughed.
"Actually Marie, Todd may have a chance. We took on Duncan Matthews and Bill Unitas of the football team today. Todd smashed Duncan's jaw with a dropkick. With training, he could actually consider wrestling as a career option." Jake added.
"Ah'm sure he does, goofball." Rogue retorted. She did not believe that Toad stood a chance in the squared circle, even if he was trained by the son of an ex-WWF legend.
"Why do you call me that?" Jake wondered.
"Because Ah think you are a goofball." Rogue teased. The Gothic Belle appeared to be flirting with the red-haired mutant. "But Ah like ya that way."
"Yo, are you two gonna flirt or are we gonna learn to kick butt?!?! I wanna do those cool chops, Jake." Toad demanded.
"Ok, ok, you win, old friend." Jake said, calming down Todd. "Care to join us?" Jake inquired.
"Why not?" Rogue said as she entered the ring. For three hours, Jake taught Rogue and Todd the main basics of wrestling. His most important lesson was to find their own style. He saw Rogue as a martial artist and Todd as a high flier. Jake and Rogue went back to the mansion, with Todd following in the bushes.
"Yo, I ain't welcome here."
"Ok. Rogue and I will come in, and we'll sneak you in." Jake planned.
"We, Wildfire?" Rogue asked.
"Uh.....yeah, heh heh." Jake said, blushing. i"Oh man, she's gonna kill me."i Jake thought with a shudder. Just then, Rogue smiled.
"Alright, but if we get caught, you take the blame." Rogue retorted.
"Deal." Jake agreed. The plan went off without a hitch, but the next day, the three mutants had a lot of explaining to do.
"Ok, you two! What was the deal bringing him here?!?!?" Yelled Scott, pointing at Todd like he was a pile of toxic waste.
"Calm down, Scott. I brought him here. I wanted him to be by my side when I speak to the Professor." Jake responded, trying to calm the angry Cyclops down.
"Yeah, yo." Todd confirmed.
"Oh God, if the teachers see Todd, they will flip!"
"Relax, Scott! I brought him, I'll explain the whole deal." Jake said.
"Am I interrupting?" Wolverine walked in. He saw Todd and snarled.
"Why me, yo? Jake is the only guy in the universe who never teased me." Toad cried.
"Poor old tadpole." Rogue said sarcastically.
"Now stop, you guys!" Jake pleaded. "Mr. Logan, I brought Toad here because I wanted him by my side."
"What do ya mean, Wildfire?" Wolverine asked.
"Well, if I join the X-Men, I'll have to face Toad as an enemy. That would seriously break my heart. We're old friends, practically brothers. If I join the Brotherhood, I'll make enemies out of all of you, and I have friends here too." Jake felt more confident now that Toad, Marie, and Scott, his friends, were behind him. "I don't want to make and enemy out of you, Mr. Logan. You scare me. I'll stay at the Institute to learn how to control my powers, but I shouldn't be considered an X-Man. I am saying that I want to be neutral. I don't want any part of this X- Men/Brotherhood stuff." Jake felt better. He hoped that Logan understood. Rogue never saw Jake emit so much confidence. She smiled slightly, probably out of respect for Jake. He was a goof, but he was capable of standing tall if he had to.
"Ok....I'll talk to the Professor." Logan said, walking off. Scott's jaw dropped through the floor in shock.
"Jake, you little...."
"What'd I do, Scott?"
"Jake, Ah can't believe that a goof like you managed to convince Logan." Rogue said, smiling. "You're one incredible character, Dragon." The Southern Belle whispered into Jake's ear. She walked away, leaving Scott agape and Jake as red a beet under a crimson light.
"Dragon?" Jake wondered.
"Don't ask me, Wildfire." Scott said. Jake felt like fainting.
"This is crazier than the Gimmick Battle Royale at Wrestlemania X-Seven!" He yelled.
Will the Professor recognize Jake's neutrality? Will Scott ever stop being so uptight? Find out in Genesis of a Dragon: pt.3!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or anything to do with World Wrestling Entertainment. They are respectively owned by Marvel/WB and Titan Sports. Jake is the only thing that's mine.
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Dear Journal, Man, oh man! Professor Xavier told me that I have a special gene in my DNA that allows me to fly and shoot flames from my mouth. I'm a freaking mutant!! And I thought the worst thing I had to worry about was the typical teenage angst. Not just that, but my friend Jason Fox is a mutant as well. I reunited with my old friend Todd Tolensky. Man, I haven't seen him in God knows how long. Anyway, Kitty Pryde told me that Todd, or "Toad" (as he'd like to be called), is in the Brotherhood, a band of troublemaking mutants. If I join the X-Men, but Todd will end up feeling abandoned because I am his only real friend as far as I know. If I join the Brotherhood, I could end up making severe enemies out of my new pals Scott, Kurt, Kitty, Rogue (Marie's "codename") and all the rest........and especially Jason. Why me? I wish there was a compromise. God, I don't ask for a lot, but can you help me, please?
---Jake Wildfire
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Three months later, Kitty and Kurt were walking down the street when they saw Jake in the park. He was staring up at the sky.
"Like, it's Jake! Poor guy, having being torn like this. What can we do to help?"
"I don't know, Katz-chen. I suggest we let him be for now." The two X-teens left Jake to his thoughts. Jake was pondering the consequences of his actions and what Storm had said.
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"God, that's a tough one." Rogue had said.
"Well Jake, The best advice I can give is to follow your heart." Storm concluded.
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i"Easy for you to say, Storm."i Jake thought with some frustration. i"How can I follow my heart if it goes out in two opposite directions at once?"i Just then, Todd appeared out of the shadows.
"Yo, Jake."
"Hey Todd." Jake said somberly.
"What's wrong, yo?" Toad asked.
"Well Toddy, I am in a bit of a predicament."
"Shoot."
"You see, The X-Men and Brotherhood aren't exactly friends." Jake observed.
"Understatement of the century, Jake." Toad laughed. "We pulled quite a few gags on those goody-goody X-Nerds."
"I don't understand." Jake said.
"Understand what?"
"Well, the fact that you guys fight." Jake sighed. "Over the past three months, I've noticed you guys have skirmishes at the school and in town. And for what? Each mutant in Bayville has a special talent. I don't understand why you guys come together and use those talents for something greater. This fighting is a waste of time and energy."
"Well, those guys think humans and mutants will get along. In their dreams. Us Brotherhood guys are realists. Humans will never understand us. They will never accept us." Todd sighed. "Jake, don't get me wrong. I know you are one of those guys who tries to be friendly to everyone, but you gotta understand bro, if humanity discovers us, they will think of us as an automatic threat. Humans don't want to understand things that are different. They only want to eliminate differences."
"But doesn't all these differences make life exciting? When my dad wrestled, he was always excited, because he was going to a different place. He's been to Japan, to Mexico, to Europe, to Canada. He loved going to other places because of the different cultures and different sights."
"What are you saying, yo?"
"I have been thinking about my position over the past three months, and I've decided who's side I'll be on."
"I understand if you want to join the X-Geeks." Todd sighed in defeat. "Just to let you know, your talents will be wasted with them." Jake smiled and shook his head. "Huh?"
"I'm not joining the X-Men." Todd smiled and outstretched his hand.
"Welcome to the Brotherhood of Mutants." Todd greeted. Jake shook his head again.
"I'm not joining the Brotherhood either." Jake simply said. Todd looked puzzled. "Consider me neutral in the whole thing."
"Neutral?" Todd was shocked. "You mean you are your own side?"
"In a way." Jake responded. "I got friends in the X-Men: Scott, Kurt, Marie.In the Brotherhood, I have you. If I joined my friends in one group, I'd alienate my other friends in the other. So, I had to compromise. For me, the only way is the neutral way."
"You can't please everyone, Jake. Your father was an entertainer, he should've taught you that." Todd reminded.
"I know. But as an entertainer, you have to please as many as possible." Jake responded. "Wanna come over to my place?" The two mutants walked off.
"Sure. Do you still have your Pay-Per-View collection?" Todd asked.
"Does Hulk Hogan wear red and yellow?" Jake quipped. The two mutants left the park. As they walked to Jake's house, they saw a couple guys in the Bayville football team.
"God, I hate those clowns." Todd grumbled.
"I know what you mean." Jake sighed. "I mean, the football team is doing great recently, but why do they have to pick on people who don't like football?"
"They torment the wrestlers?"
"Yeah." Jake sighed. "They think the wrestlers are all a bunch of 'girly men'. They treat me the worst because my father wrestled professionally. They say things like 'Your dad's a dumb redneck' or 'Your dad ain't a real athlete' and stuff like that."
"But your dad wrestled in high school. He went to the best college in Boston on a wrestling scholarship." Todd remembered. "He told me." Jake smiled.
"Yeah. Wrestling did a lot of good for me and my family. I can't stand it when people make fun of the business. I can understand that not everyone likes pro wrestling, and some aspects of wrestling are staged, but that isn't supposed to matter." Unfortunately for the two mutants, the football team spotted them and was following them.
"Hey Wildfire! Frogboy! Time for a beatdown!" One of them yelled. He had brown hair. The other was Duncan Matthews.
"Hey Bill. Hey Duncan." Jake said quietly. Todd cowered behind him.
"Hey Jakey!" Duncan laughed, grabbing Jake in a headlock. "Lookit me! I'm a rassler! Hyuk Hyuk!" He chortled like a retarded cowboy. "Yup! I can rassle!" Bill laughed and Duncan let him go. Bill then grabbed Toad.
"Ugh. He's still alive? I thought I told you, Froggy, don't you ever come within sighting distance of normal people." Bill threw him over his shoulder and did what appeared to be a Torture Rack submission. "Hey Jake!" He mocked, sounding like a redneck. "I'm rassling! I'm Lex Luger, yuk yuk yuk." He then threw Todd onto the pavement. Jake was mad.
"That's not funny you guys. Leave him alone." Jake said quietly.
"Awww, the poor 'rassler's boy' can't take a joke." Duncan mocked, kicking Todd. " C'mon 'rassler's boy', hit me!" Duncan mocked again. He kept kicking Todd and Bill was laughing. "You gonna break my jaw with a fake punch?" Jake was starting to get really mad. He couldn't stand it.
iThat muscle-headed dope!i Jake seethed. iI don't go around saying football players are dumb, or retarded, or anything like that. What gives him the right to make fun of wrestling? Wrestling has been an important part of my family heritage for 50 years. My dad has gotten injured doing that "fake fighting", Duncan! He's had broken bones, torn ligaments, and God knows what else! Now here he is, kicking the bejesus out of my best friend, and I can't do anything about it! Why does he have to torment me and Todd? Because we're not like him? How dare you, Duncan..HOW DARE YOU!!!!i Jake exploded. He flew at Duncan with a hard right hook.
"OWW!!!" Duncan cried out in pain. Bill ran towards Jake, fists flying. Jake blocked and slammed his knee into his gut. Bill struggled for air and clutched his sides. Meanwhile, Toad got up and saw Duncan reel.
"Ha! That showed you, jerk!" Toad laughed. Duncan tried to punch Todd's lights out. However, out of nowhere, Todd hit Duncan with a dropkick that would make Hardcore Holly proud (A/N: Hardcore Holly's dropkick is considered the best in the business). Jake was surprised when he saw Todd do it. The sight calmed down the wrestler, and he was able to think straight.
"Let's get outta here." Jake calmly panted.
"Yeah, yo." Todd agreed. The two friends quickly left. Bill and Duncan were left writhing in pain.
"Man, Todd. You have one sweet dropkick." Jake said, astonished.
"I do? Yeah, I do." Todd bragged. "Lucky shot."
"Hmmm......" Jake scratched his chin. "Todd, I think we got you a calling. Come with me." Jake ran away in another direction, and Todd followed, curious about what Jake meant. Later on, Jake was standing in a wrestling ring located in his home's basement.
"WRESTLING?!?!?! You think I might have a calling in WRESTLING?!?!?!" Toad yelled in shock.
"Yeah." Jake said. "Think about it. I saw that dropkick you pulled on ol' Duncan. It think it might've broken his jaw wide open! Man, you'd have a heckuva career as a high flier." Todd smiled.
"Hmmm......." He thought. "I did pull a sweet dropkick. Alright, I'll give it a whirl."
"Hi boys." Upon hearing that voice, Jake started blushing again. Rogue was standing at the stairs. Jake was on the verge of fainting.
"Hey." Todd said. He and Rogue didn't necessarily like each other very much. "Jake's teaching me how to wrestle.....like the pros do." As he said that, Toad pointed to an old WWF Summerslam poster, circa 1995, hanging on the wall. Rogue laughed.
"Actually Marie, Todd may have a chance. We took on Duncan Matthews and Bill Unitas of the football team today. Todd smashed Duncan's jaw with a dropkick. With training, he could actually consider wrestling as a career option." Jake added.
"Ah'm sure he does, goofball." Rogue retorted. She did not believe that Toad stood a chance in the squared circle, even if he was trained by the son of an ex-WWF legend.
"Why do you call me that?" Jake wondered.
"Because Ah think you are a goofball." Rogue teased. The Gothic Belle appeared to be flirting with the red-haired mutant. "But Ah like ya that way."
"Yo, are you two gonna flirt or are we gonna learn to kick butt?!?! I wanna do those cool chops, Jake." Toad demanded.
"Ok, ok, you win, old friend." Jake said, calming down Todd. "Care to join us?" Jake inquired.
"Why not?" Rogue said as she entered the ring. For three hours, Jake taught Rogue and Todd the main basics of wrestling. His most important lesson was to find their own style. He saw Rogue as a martial artist and Todd as a high flier. Jake and Rogue went back to the mansion, with Todd following in the bushes.
"Yo, I ain't welcome here."
"Ok. Rogue and I will come in, and we'll sneak you in." Jake planned.
"We, Wildfire?" Rogue asked.
"Uh.....yeah, heh heh." Jake said, blushing. i"Oh man, she's gonna kill me."i Jake thought with a shudder. Just then, Rogue smiled.
"Alright, but if we get caught, you take the blame." Rogue retorted.
"Deal." Jake agreed. The plan went off without a hitch, but the next day, the three mutants had a lot of explaining to do.
"Ok, you two! What was the deal bringing him here?!?!?" Yelled Scott, pointing at Todd like he was a pile of toxic waste.
"Calm down, Scott. I brought him here. I wanted him to be by my side when I speak to the Professor." Jake responded, trying to calm the angry Cyclops down.
"Yeah, yo." Todd confirmed.
"Oh God, if the teachers see Todd, they will flip!"
"Relax, Scott! I brought him, I'll explain the whole deal." Jake said.
"Am I interrupting?" Wolverine walked in. He saw Todd and snarled.
"Why me, yo? Jake is the only guy in the universe who never teased me." Toad cried.
"Poor old tadpole." Rogue said sarcastically.
"Now stop, you guys!" Jake pleaded. "Mr. Logan, I brought Toad here because I wanted him by my side."
"What do ya mean, Wildfire?" Wolverine asked.
"Well, if I join the X-Men, I'll have to face Toad as an enemy. That would seriously break my heart. We're old friends, practically brothers. If I join the Brotherhood, I'll make enemies out of all of you, and I have friends here too." Jake felt more confident now that Toad, Marie, and Scott, his friends, were behind him. "I don't want to make and enemy out of you, Mr. Logan. You scare me. I'll stay at the Institute to learn how to control my powers, but I shouldn't be considered an X-Man. I am saying that I want to be neutral. I don't want any part of this X- Men/Brotherhood stuff." Jake felt better. He hoped that Logan understood. Rogue never saw Jake emit so much confidence. She smiled slightly, probably out of respect for Jake. He was a goof, but he was capable of standing tall if he had to.
"Ok....I'll talk to the Professor." Logan said, walking off. Scott's jaw dropped through the floor in shock.
"Jake, you little...."
"What'd I do, Scott?"
"Jake, Ah can't believe that a goof like you managed to convince Logan." Rogue said, smiling. "You're one incredible character, Dragon." The Southern Belle whispered into Jake's ear. She walked away, leaving Scott agape and Jake as red a beet under a crimson light.
"Dragon?" Jake wondered.
"Don't ask me, Wildfire." Scott said. Jake felt like fainting.
"This is crazier than the Gimmick Battle Royale at Wrestlemania X-Seven!" He yelled.
Will the Professor recognize Jake's neutrality? Will Scott ever stop being so uptight? Find out in Genesis of a Dragon: pt.3!