X-Men Evolution: Genesis of a Dragon pt. 7
Author's Note: This chapter starts out differently, but it is part of the story, so you don't need to worry. I was running low on ideas to continue until I saw "Masters of the Universe" on TV and I got hit with some inspiration.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- Dear Journal,
Survivor Series was one great Pay-Per-View. The HHH/HBK/Y2J/RVD/Booker T/Kane Elimination Chamber match was the best. I think it will be one of the best matches of the year, if not all time. The Brotherhood, Fox and I all saw it, fans or not (Blob told me that Pietro watches wrestling, but said the comments about wrestling being fake because he was trying to make me mad). They wanted to see my old man in the ring. Todd, Fox and Lance laughed their heads off when my dad, the Blazer, who refereed the match, threw Jericho through the glass chamber wall. I wonder how in Heaven's name they all found out about my dad being in the WWE. Fox probably ran his big mouth again. Anyway, I had my first date with Marie last night. We had pizza, watched a movie, and saw the sun set in the park. Nothing went wrong, thank God. But for some reason, Fox and Todd wiped a lot of sweat from their brows when I got back. I'll have to ask them what happened with those two during my date. Man, having a girlfriend ain't gonna be easy. Anyway, something weird happened to me after the match. I got a strange feeling that I was being watched, and that something bad is going to happen. I also have a feeling that the X-Men and the Brotherhood are going to be in the center of it all.
--Jake "Dragon" Wildfire ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------
In another dimension's Earth, a great war raged. A kindly prince battled to retake his throne from the clutches of an evil power-hungry tyrant. This world was a unique one, a world where medieval and modern shared space, a world where science and sorcery co-existed. In the largest city on this Earth, the skyscrapers and streets were pitted with signs of intense fighting. The dirt and pavement roads were scarred, entire buildings were pitted and crumbling. The castle in the center was pitch black with darkness, and it towered above even the tallest standing structure in the city. The sky was dark blue, with streaks of purple, red, and orange.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" A voice cackled darkly from the throne room. The source was a huge figure sitting in the throne. He was around seven foot six, and his body indicated that he was a very experienced fighter. He had a very sleek form. He wore black armor with golden trim, complemented by a black cape. The chest plate had a golden dragon emblazoned on it. However, the most unusual thing about this man was that he was not a man. His skin was covered in black scales. His eyes were glowing bright red with malice. His face wasn't flat like a human's. He had a muzzle much like a dinosaur, only sleek. His long blue hair was neatly put back into a ponytail. His most unusual feature was his wings, bat-like in nature, were folded up on his back. This man was not a man, but a creature long in legend. He was a dragon. His golden throne was ornamented heavily, with purple velour on the seat and back. The throne room was huge, with a large red carpet. Robotic guards were posted to the sides and beautiful golden doors. The castle also had some futuristic element to it thanks to a huge computer in the wall. The doors opened, and a purple dragon, a female, walked in. She was ornamented in a black bodysuit with matching high-heel boots, and purple sparkling robes. Her purple hair was in cornrows, and she wore an ornate headdress. She bowed to the black dragon.
"My Lord Tyrannis." She said humbly.
"Rise, sorceress." The black dragon commanded. She stood up. "I have done it, I have taken what is rightfully mine. The Dragon Kingdom throne. For years I have wanted this throne." Tyrannis had a smile on his face. "Prince Rancor and the rest of his family were fools. They didn't realize what kind of power this throne entailed, and they believed in ruling by love, honor, and fairness." The Dragon Tyrant scoffed. "Rancor was weak, and so were his parents. I really did enjoy slaughtering them in front of him."
"Rancor was indeed a fool." The sorceress replied.
"Indeed he was." Tyrannis stood up and stared at the sorceress. "The legend."
"What about it, my lord?"
"The legend says that when this Kingdom falls under the darkest of evil, a Chosen One will rise from another world, and restore light to the throne."
"The legend also states that the Chosen One will have the looks of a human, but the power of a dragon." The sorceress smirked. "I believe I have found him." Tyrannis scoffed.
"Show me this 'Chosen One'" He smirked. The sorceress waved her hand, and a picture appeared. "The one with the red hair." Tyrannis stared at the moving picture. It showed Jake Wildfire watching Survivor Series alongside Foxfire, Avalanche, Blob, Toad, and Quicksilver. Tyrannis started laughing. "That CHILD?!?! How does Prince Rancor expect me to be defeated by a mere child? A human child? BAH!! Humans are so weak, do you agree, Scarpena?" The Dragon Tyrant asked the sorceress.
"They are weak compared to dragons, my lord. However, some humans have been born with extra abilities. They are called 'mutants'. The Chosen One does happen to be a mutant." Scarpena replied. "The only way to rule the Kingdom completely is to kill Rancor and the Chosen One, as well as obtain Rancor's half of the amulet." The amulet Scarpena was referring to was known as the Amulet of the Gods, an amulet that would grant its wearer nearly godlike power. The amulet was split in two to prevent anyone from using its power for evil purposes. When Tyrannis, the Dragon Warlord took over the throne, Prince Rancor took one half of the amulet with him upon fleeing. The Dragon Warlord looked at his half of the amulet. It was gold, in a semi-circular shape, and the rounded part of the outside was silver, with ancient writing engraved on it. Tyrannis noted the ruby, sapphire, and emerald in the center, aligned in a semi-circle like the amulet itself. The ruby, sapphire, and emerald respectively represented the dragon gods of fire, water, and earth.
"I must have the other half of the amulet." The black dragon growled. "That fool Rancor carries it. He and his Resistance has been a thorn in my side for the longest time. This Chosen One business also bothers me. I only seek what is rightfully mine, absolute power."
"Why not just kill them, my lord?" Scarpena asked. Tyrannis glared, but decided to answer her question anyway.
"No." He said, simply. "Killing Prince Rancor would only make him a martyr. He is a symbol of the people's hope for freedom. It would only galvanize those who oppose me, as well as increase the number of those who oppose me. No...I must break him. I must humiliate and make him suffer in front of the people. And this Chosen One business...Ahhhh...It appears this Chosen One has no idea of his destiny at this point..." The black dragon schemed. He then whispered something into her earflap. "You know who to call..." The purple dragon smirked and bowed.
"As you wish, my lord." She walked away, leaving Tyrannis to himself. He spun the throne, causing him to face a huge window in the back of the room.
"Prince Rancor, you and this Chosen One, Jake Wildfire, will fall, and I will rule both worlds, yours and the human world! Humanity shall pay for exiling us to this dimension, and we will take our rightful place as rulers of Earth!" Meanwhile, back in Bayville, Rogue woke up with a huge smile on her face on Monday. She went out with Jake for the first time on Friday, and she really enjoyed being with him.
"Mmmm. Ah wonder what Jake is up to." The Gothic Belle thought as she snuck into Jake's room. It had wrestling posters covering the walls, a stereo with various CD's, dressers, and above the bed, was a shelf that held a replica of the WWE Championship belt from Wrestlemania XIV. Rogue saw some red hair peek out of the blankets. Jake was snoozing. Rogue's smile became devious. She snuck in, and jumped up, bodyslamming Jake.
"HEY!!! WHAT THE......?!?!?!?" Jake yelled, waking up in shock.
"Morning, sugah." Marie said, tracing her finger on Jake's nose.
"Oog. What a way to wake up." Jake slipped back under the covers. Storm and Kitty ran in.
"What's going on here?" Storm queried sternly. Jake threw the covers off.
"Like, what's up?"
"Ugh." Jake whooped. "Has my room just become a tourist attraction? I think I'd better get my rear up." Dragon walked out of the room, wearing blue shorts and a Hulkster T-shirt. He floated down the stairs and went to the kitchen.
"Morning, Jake-o." Fox greeted from the fridge.
"Yo. Any Hot Pockets left?" Jake asked. Jason tossed him the last one. "Thanks." Jake then used his flame breath to heat it up. Afterwards, he grabbed around twelve pieces of bread and placed them four at a time in the toaster. Rogue, Kitty, and Storm came down to the table. Jake took a plate and buttered the toast. He sat down with Fox and the girls. Kitty and Storm's jaws dropped at the size of Jake's breakfast. Rogue and Jason were not surprised.
"He's always been a big eater, gals."
"Hey Jake. Don't eat us outta house and home." Jake looked up from his gobbling.
"Mmfmm Mffmf. Mi Mffm." He tried to say. What he really meant was: "Don't worry. I won't."
"Actually, for Jake, that's a light breakfast." Foxfire stated.
"How much does this dragon eat?" Storm's eyes bulged.
"Normally, I have around 4-5 bowls of cereal for breakfast. That normally translates to around....uh....um....18 pieces of toast." Jake said with a smile. Storm fainted. Rogue, Jason, and Kitty laughed. After breakfast, the gang went to school. Jake and Scott met up at first period.
"How was your date with Rogue, Jake?"
"It was sweet." Jake said dreamily as he sat at his desk.
"What happened?" Scott inquired.
"Well....." Jake remembered. "We had pizza, watched a really funny movie, and walked in the park. We saw the sun set, and........she kissed me." Scott's glasses nearly fell off his face in shock.
"She KISSED you!?!? Jake, you know about her......uh......condition." Scott freaked.
"Ah, don't worry. Her.....condition has no effect on me."
"How'd you discover that you were immune to Rogue's powers?" Scott wondered.
"Well...a while back, Marie and I were reading under a tree. Pietro came up and tried to force Marie to do something with him. She refused, and I twisted his wrist. She tackled him, and I held him up. Just when her bare hand was about to make contact with Quicksilver, he ducked, and she ended up touching me."
"And nothing happened?"
"Nothing happened."
"How do you do it, Jake? I envy you, man." Scott said, shaking his head in awe. Jake shrugged smugly. After that class was over, Jake was on his way to his locker when Rogue snuck up behind him and kissed him.
"Hi, Dragon." Marie said, stroking Jake's hair.
"Ya nearly gave me a heart attack." Jake said. While the X-Men were at school, the Brotherhood was hanging at their house. Fred, Lance, and Tabitha watched as Pietro paced, literally wearing a hole in the floor.
"Stupid Dragon...." Pietro muttered. "He stole my girl.....I'm gonna beat him into a pulp....I hate Jake....He's nothing but a doofus......I got a better dress sense....I have more style....I'm definetly more handsome.....So how come my dear Marie is smitten with that, that DOLT!!!!.......I wanna tear his head off and mount it on my wall....." Quicksilver continued to angrily mumble. The other Brotherhood kids were getting pretty annoyed.
"Give it up, Quickie." Lance begged. "Rogue likes Jake, end of story."
"Yeah, man. I mean, Jake could beat you in a fight." Tabby joked.
"Jake knows how to fight?" Fred asked.
"Of course he can, Blob! Jake's old man is a pro wrestler, remember? He's also a black belt in karate. From what I heard, he taught Dragon all the moves. Not to mention that he is really cute." Tabby quipped with a smirk.
"I didn't know Blazer knew karate." Blob's eyes widened.
"Y'Know, this reminds me of when Freddy here was obsessed with Jean. He felt the same way towards Scott as you do towards Jake, Quick. Maybe you two should start a support group." Lance laughed. Pietro shot Lance a death glare and Fred rolled his eyes.
"I would kill you now Lance, but I hate Jake too much to care."
"Pietro, JUST SHUT UP!!!!!!!" Tabby screamed. She then got up and ascended the stairs.
"I'm going out." Pietro said. "Maybe I can convince my sweet Rogue of my love." Quickie ran off at top speed. Lance and Fred looked at each other.
"Quickie will never win her heart. I don't even know if she has one." Lance said as Fred opened a bag of pork rinds. "I think he's bored because Daniels is on vacation."
"Pork rind?" Fred asked, holding out a pork rind to Lance.
"Pork rind." Lance took the pork rind.
Pietro sped around town calling Marie's name. When he found Marie, he was angered. Rogue was riding in Jake's truck. The truck sped by.
"That little piece of....." Pietro muttered, running after the red pickup. He ran alongside the truck, yelling at Jake. "Hey!!! HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Aw God, Jake....Pietro's at it again." Rogue grimaced.
"Might as well stop." Jake sighed. He hit the brakes. Pietro kept his eyes on Dragon, but the sudden stop of the truck caused the speedster to keep on running until he hit a lamppost. Jake winced when he saw the impact. "That had to hurt." Jake and Marie walked out of the truck. Rogue then walked up to Quicksilver and grabbed him by the collar. She wanted to tear Pietro apart. She raised a fist into the air.
"Hey baby." Pietro said.
"Don't you 'hey baby' me, ya little dork! Ah wanna know right now why in the name of heaven you were yelling at Jake. If ya don't tell me now, Ah'll beat you within an inch of your miserable perverted life! Ah've touched you, and Ah'm well aware of those sick fantasies of yours about me, unfortunately." Rogue threatened.
"Now calm down, Marie....." Jake said, trying to calm the southern firecracker down. Rogue gave Jake a death glare and he backed off.
"Marie, I'm begging you." Quicksilver pleaded. "Why do you not acknowledge my love for you? Why do you love Jake? I'm better than him in every way. What is it about that...that...dumb dragon you love so much?"
"Hey!" Jake yelled.
"Ya wanna know why Ah love Jake and not you, Quickie? It's obvious. You are a loudmouthed egomaniac who cares more about how he looks than others. However, Jake is sweet, caring, and he'd take on Magneto himself if he insulted me. Plus...Mah powers have no effect upon him. Ah can touch him without any side effects. Ah knew at that moment that Jake was the one for me." Marie explained. She let go of Quicksilver. Pietro drooped his head in disbelief.
"Pietro, I'm sure there's someone out there who likes you, man." Jake said, trying to console him.
"SHUT UP, YOU WOMAN-STEALER!!!!!!" Pietro yelled. He got up, and struck Jake in the face.
"PIETRO!!" Rogue yelled angrily. She couldn't believe it. Pietro blamed Jake for Rogue not liking him. Jake got up to his feet. He stared at Pietro, balling up his fist.
"Oh, no..." Marie thought. "Mah Jake's always been slow to anger, but Ah think Quick's done it now. He's pushed Jake to the breaking point." Jake, out of nowhere, whacked Pietro back with a fist that moved with speed that rivaled Pietro. Dragon then grabbed Quicksilver and scoop-slammed him into the sidewalk! Jake then was about to stomp Pietro when....
"Jake!!!" Marie yelled, grabbing Dragon. "Please! He's had enough! C'mon Jake, let's go." Rogue pleaded. Jake turned, and his face was apologetic. He drooped his head.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, Marie."
"Jake, wait..." Marie pleaded. Jake walked away to the truck. He sat in the driver's seat, with his head on the wheel. Rogue followed Jake there.
"Jake..."
"Marie, please. I'm sorry. My temper got the best of me." Jake apologized. Marie stroked Jake's bright red hair.
"Jake, it wasn't your fault. Pietro can get under anyone's skin. He's asked for it for a long time." She thought for a moment. "Ah know!" She smiled. "How about we get some ice cream?" Jake looked up. He saw Pietro get up, with a hand on his back. He then laughed.
"OK." Jake said. He turned the ignition. "It's just that whenever I get mad, I just want to tear something apart. Especially if someone insulted or harmed someone I care about." He moped.
"Jake...stop the truck." Rogue ordered. Jake stopped the truck. She then grabbed Jake and gave him a passionate kiss. When they broke, she gave a smile. "Feeling better?"
"Yeah. Let's get some ice cream." Jake happily said. Rogue and Dragon went, but Marie basically stared at Jake with her mouth wide open as he came back with his sundae. It was as tall as a skyscraper!
"Ah'll never get used to Jake's eating." Marie sighed. The mutants went back to the Institute.
"What do you wanna do now, Dragon?" Marie smirked.
"Uhhhh.....well....uh....umm....I...uhh...have...some tapes of past Wrestlemanias." Jake offered.
"Any with your old man?" Rogue asked.
"I do have one of Survivor Series 1993. My dad is in that one."
"How long has your father wrestled?" Marie wondered.
"Well, he started in 1974. He became a big hit in the NWA, and he soon main evented. He took on the likes of Flair and Steamboat. He won the NWA title three times, and he won the NWA Tag titles twice. He also held the NWA North American Championship twice. When 1984 rolled around, my father signed a contract with the WWF. He made his debut in February of that year. He participated in the first Wrestlemania, defeating Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka. In 1988, My old man entered the first Royal Rumble at number 16. 'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan eliminated him to win. My dad would be involved in the first eight Rumble matches. In 1986, my father defeated Hulk Hogan, winning his first WWF Championship. He lost it to Randy Savage 6 months later. My dad won his second WWF title in 1993, beating Bret Hart. My dad and Bret became good friends ever since. He was champ for 7 months. In 1995, Dad walked to the ring on RAW, and announced his retirement. There was not a dry eye there. Fans were screaming for Dad to not retire, and the guys in the back...they all wanted Dad to stay." Jake recalled. "I remember Shawn Michaels literally begging on his knees, pleading Dad not to retire." Jake smiled when the memory played back in his head. "They loved him. He was a great presence in the locker room."
"HBK, begging? Gawd, Ah wish Ah was there to see that." Rogue laughed.
"Yeah. It was pretty funny." Jake added. "Oh Geez, I just remembered. Shawn threatened to beat the you-know-what outta me if I told anyone." Jake slapped his head.
"Relax, Dragon." Rogue said, wrapping her arms around Jake's neck. "Ah can keep a secret." She then kissed him. Jake broke the kiss when he heard snickering. "What's wrong, goof?"
"I heard something." Jake said. He looked around until he saw the reflection of a camera lens. "That snickering.....FOXFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jake yelled.
"Aw Man!" Jason laughed. "I nearly got the tape of the century!" Foxy moaned, pointing to his camera.
"Gimme the tape, and Ah won't kill you." Rogue scowled. Jason held up the tape and shook his head. "Gimme the tape, Fox."
"Nuh-uh...HEY!!!" Jake tackled Jason from behind and wrestled the tape out of Fox's grasp. Jake pitched the tape to Marie, who flipped Jason off in victory.
"Marie, you are such a flirt." Jason suavely said.
"Moron." She replied. Just then, Kurt, Jean and Scott ran in.
"What's up?"
"X-Pervert was trying to intrude upon me and Jake." Rogue said, pointing to Jason.
"Foxy, you are a very seeck man." Kurt said.
"Don't. Call. Me. Foxy." Jason warned.
"Jeez, Fox. Do you ever quit?" Jean asked.
"You wish, little mama." Jason said, stroking Jean's hair and smirking. Jean backed off and Scott stared angrily at Jason. "Give it up, Laserface. You are too young and too stupid for a woman."
"Kiss my..." Scott started.
"Anyvay, Jake..." Nightcrawler interrupted, glaring at the wrestler. "So...Vhat vere you and my sister doing..." Jake blushed.
"NOTHING!!!!" Jake yelled quickly. Rogue laughed.
"Since when did you become the big overprotective brother, Kurt?" Rogue sighed.
"Vell, you never know vhat zis guy will try..." Kurt continued glaring.
"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt..." Jean sighed. "Jake isn't like that. I can sense that." Scott nodded in agreement.
"Jake is too innocent for his own good, in my honest opinion." Fox snorted. "If I were him, I'd try to...well, you know."
"I'm not you, thank God." Jake sighed. "Unlike you, I have a little class."
"Uh huh." Fox shook his head sadly. "That's why you'll never get any."
"Look who's talking." Scott smirked.
"You're a fruitcake!" Fox spat.
"Here we go again." Jake groaned. "Guys..."
"Let 'em go at it." Rogue held Jake's shoulder. Jean and Kurt sighed. Once again, it was war between Foxfire and Cyclops.
"You were born trying to peek up the maternity nurse's skirt!" Scott snapped.
"You were born with a stick up your butt, and you still haven't gotten it out!" Fox quipped back.
"You think the whole world revolves around you, you egomaniac!"
"I AM the center of the universe, you retarded monkey!"
"At least I can keep my pants on when a woman is around!"
"At least I can control my powers!" Rogue punched Fox in the face.
"And you wanted me to stay out of it." Jake raised his eyebrows. Rogue just shrugged her shoulders. Scott leapt on top of Foxfire and the two of them went at it, throwing punches and curses at each other.
"Aw man..." Jake groaned, watching the fight. "Can't we all just get along?"
Will Foxfire and Cyclops ever get along? Will Kurt ever trust Jake around his half-sister? Will I stop asking these dumb questions? Find out on Genesis of a Dragon, pt.8!
Author's Note: This chapter starts out differently, but it is part of the story, so you don't need to worry. I was running low on ideas to continue until I saw "Masters of the Universe" on TV and I got hit with some inspiration.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- Dear Journal,
Survivor Series was one great Pay-Per-View. The HHH/HBK/Y2J/RVD/Booker T/Kane Elimination Chamber match was the best. I think it will be one of the best matches of the year, if not all time. The Brotherhood, Fox and I all saw it, fans or not (Blob told me that Pietro watches wrestling, but said the comments about wrestling being fake because he was trying to make me mad). They wanted to see my old man in the ring. Todd, Fox and Lance laughed their heads off when my dad, the Blazer, who refereed the match, threw Jericho through the glass chamber wall. I wonder how in Heaven's name they all found out about my dad being in the WWE. Fox probably ran his big mouth again. Anyway, I had my first date with Marie last night. We had pizza, watched a movie, and saw the sun set in the park. Nothing went wrong, thank God. But for some reason, Fox and Todd wiped a lot of sweat from their brows when I got back. I'll have to ask them what happened with those two during my date. Man, having a girlfriend ain't gonna be easy. Anyway, something weird happened to me after the match. I got a strange feeling that I was being watched, and that something bad is going to happen. I also have a feeling that the X-Men and the Brotherhood are going to be in the center of it all.
--Jake "Dragon" Wildfire ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------
In another dimension's Earth, a great war raged. A kindly prince battled to retake his throne from the clutches of an evil power-hungry tyrant. This world was a unique one, a world where medieval and modern shared space, a world where science and sorcery co-existed. In the largest city on this Earth, the skyscrapers and streets were pitted with signs of intense fighting. The dirt and pavement roads were scarred, entire buildings were pitted and crumbling. The castle in the center was pitch black with darkness, and it towered above even the tallest standing structure in the city. The sky was dark blue, with streaks of purple, red, and orange.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" A voice cackled darkly from the throne room. The source was a huge figure sitting in the throne. He was around seven foot six, and his body indicated that he was a very experienced fighter. He had a very sleek form. He wore black armor with golden trim, complemented by a black cape. The chest plate had a golden dragon emblazoned on it. However, the most unusual thing about this man was that he was not a man. His skin was covered in black scales. His eyes were glowing bright red with malice. His face wasn't flat like a human's. He had a muzzle much like a dinosaur, only sleek. His long blue hair was neatly put back into a ponytail. His most unusual feature was his wings, bat-like in nature, were folded up on his back. This man was not a man, but a creature long in legend. He was a dragon. His golden throne was ornamented heavily, with purple velour on the seat and back. The throne room was huge, with a large red carpet. Robotic guards were posted to the sides and beautiful golden doors. The castle also had some futuristic element to it thanks to a huge computer in the wall. The doors opened, and a purple dragon, a female, walked in. She was ornamented in a black bodysuit with matching high-heel boots, and purple sparkling robes. Her purple hair was in cornrows, and she wore an ornate headdress. She bowed to the black dragon.
"My Lord Tyrannis." She said humbly.
"Rise, sorceress." The black dragon commanded. She stood up. "I have done it, I have taken what is rightfully mine. The Dragon Kingdom throne. For years I have wanted this throne." Tyrannis had a smile on his face. "Prince Rancor and the rest of his family were fools. They didn't realize what kind of power this throne entailed, and they believed in ruling by love, honor, and fairness." The Dragon Tyrant scoffed. "Rancor was weak, and so were his parents. I really did enjoy slaughtering them in front of him."
"Rancor was indeed a fool." The sorceress replied.
"Indeed he was." Tyrannis stood up and stared at the sorceress. "The legend."
"What about it, my lord?"
"The legend says that when this Kingdom falls under the darkest of evil, a Chosen One will rise from another world, and restore light to the throne."
"The legend also states that the Chosen One will have the looks of a human, but the power of a dragon." The sorceress smirked. "I believe I have found him." Tyrannis scoffed.
"Show me this 'Chosen One'" He smirked. The sorceress waved her hand, and a picture appeared. "The one with the red hair." Tyrannis stared at the moving picture. It showed Jake Wildfire watching Survivor Series alongside Foxfire, Avalanche, Blob, Toad, and Quicksilver. Tyrannis started laughing. "That CHILD?!?! How does Prince Rancor expect me to be defeated by a mere child? A human child? BAH!! Humans are so weak, do you agree, Scarpena?" The Dragon Tyrant asked the sorceress.
"They are weak compared to dragons, my lord. However, some humans have been born with extra abilities. They are called 'mutants'. The Chosen One does happen to be a mutant." Scarpena replied. "The only way to rule the Kingdom completely is to kill Rancor and the Chosen One, as well as obtain Rancor's half of the amulet." The amulet Scarpena was referring to was known as the Amulet of the Gods, an amulet that would grant its wearer nearly godlike power. The amulet was split in two to prevent anyone from using its power for evil purposes. When Tyrannis, the Dragon Warlord took over the throne, Prince Rancor took one half of the amulet with him upon fleeing. The Dragon Warlord looked at his half of the amulet. It was gold, in a semi-circular shape, and the rounded part of the outside was silver, with ancient writing engraved on it. Tyrannis noted the ruby, sapphire, and emerald in the center, aligned in a semi-circle like the amulet itself. The ruby, sapphire, and emerald respectively represented the dragon gods of fire, water, and earth.
"I must have the other half of the amulet." The black dragon growled. "That fool Rancor carries it. He and his Resistance has been a thorn in my side for the longest time. This Chosen One business also bothers me. I only seek what is rightfully mine, absolute power."
"Why not just kill them, my lord?" Scarpena asked. Tyrannis glared, but decided to answer her question anyway.
"No." He said, simply. "Killing Prince Rancor would only make him a martyr. He is a symbol of the people's hope for freedom. It would only galvanize those who oppose me, as well as increase the number of those who oppose me. No...I must break him. I must humiliate and make him suffer in front of the people. And this Chosen One business...Ahhhh...It appears this Chosen One has no idea of his destiny at this point..." The black dragon schemed. He then whispered something into her earflap. "You know who to call..." The purple dragon smirked and bowed.
"As you wish, my lord." She walked away, leaving Tyrannis to himself. He spun the throne, causing him to face a huge window in the back of the room.
"Prince Rancor, you and this Chosen One, Jake Wildfire, will fall, and I will rule both worlds, yours and the human world! Humanity shall pay for exiling us to this dimension, and we will take our rightful place as rulers of Earth!" Meanwhile, back in Bayville, Rogue woke up with a huge smile on her face on Monday. She went out with Jake for the first time on Friday, and she really enjoyed being with him.
"Mmmm. Ah wonder what Jake is up to." The Gothic Belle thought as she snuck into Jake's room. It had wrestling posters covering the walls, a stereo with various CD's, dressers, and above the bed, was a shelf that held a replica of the WWE Championship belt from Wrestlemania XIV. Rogue saw some red hair peek out of the blankets. Jake was snoozing. Rogue's smile became devious. She snuck in, and jumped up, bodyslamming Jake.
"HEY!!! WHAT THE......?!?!?!?" Jake yelled, waking up in shock.
"Morning, sugah." Marie said, tracing her finger on Jake's nose.
"Oog. What a way to wake up." Jake slipped back under the covers. Storm and Kitty ran in.
"What's going on here?" Storm queried sternly. Jake threw the covers off.
"Like, what's up?"
"Ugh." Jake whooped. "Has my room just become a tourist attraction? I think I'd better get my rear up." Dragon walked out of the room, wearing blue shorts and a Hulkster T-shirt. He floated down the stairs and went to the kitchen.
"Morning, Jake-o." Fox greeted from the fridge.
"Yo. Any Hot Pockets left?" Jake asked. Jason tossed him the last one. "Thanks." Jake then used his flame breath to heat it up. Afterwards, he grabbed around twelve pieces of bread and placed them four at a time in the toaster. Rogue, Kitty, and Storm came down to the table. Jake took a plate and buttered the toast. He sat down with Fox and the girls. Kitty and Storm's jaws dropped at the size of Jake's breakfast. Rogue and Jason were not surprised.
"He's always been a big eater, gals."
"Hey Jake. Don't eat us outta house and home." Jake looked up from his gobbling.
"Mmfmm Mffmf. Mi Mffm." He tried to say. What he really meant was: "Don't worry. I won't."
"Actually, for Jake, that's a light breakfast." Foxfire stated.
"How much does this dragon eat?" Storm's eyes bulged.
"Normally, I have around 4-5 bowls of cereal for breakfast. That normally translates to around....uh....um....18 pieces of toast." Jake said with a smile. Storm fainted. Rogue, Jason, and Kitty laughed. After breakfast, the gang went to school. Jake and Scott met up at first period.
"How was your date with Rogue, Jake?"
"It was sweet." Jake said dreamily as he sat at his desk.
"What happened?" Scott inquired.
"Well....." Jake remembered. "We had pizza, watched a really funny movie, and walked in the park. We saw the sun set, and........she kissed me." Scott's glasses nearly fell off his face in shock.
"She KISSED you!?!? Jake, you know about her......uh......condition." Scott freaked.
"Ah, don't worry. Her.....condition has no effect on me."
"How'd you discover that you were immune to Rogue's powers?" Scott wondered.
"Well...a while back, Marie and I were reading under a tree. Pietro came up and tried to force Marie to do something with him. She refused, and I twisted his wrist. She tackled him, and I held him up. Just when her bare hand was about to make contact with Quicksilver, he ducked, and she ended up touching me."
"And nothing happened?"
"Nothing happened."
"How do you do it, Jake? I envy you, man." Scott said, shaking his head in awe. Jake shrugged smugly. After that class was over, Jake was on his way to his locker when Rogue snuck up behind him and kissed him.
"Hi, Dragon." Marie said, stroking Jake's hair.
"Ya nearly gave me a heart attack." Jake said. While the X-Men were at school, the Brotherhood was hanging at their house. Fred, Lance, and Tabitha watched as Pietro paced, literally wearing a hole in the floor.
"Stupid Dragon...." Pietro muttered. "He stole my girl.....I'm gonna beat him into a pulp....I hate Jake....He's nothing but a doofus......I got a better dress sense....I have more style....I'm definetly more handsome.....So how come my dear Marie is smitten with that, that DOLT!!!!.......I wanna tear his head off and mount it on my wall....." Quicksilver continued to angrily mumble. The other Brotherhood kids were getting pretty annoyed.
"Give it up, Quickie." Lance begged. "Rogue likes Jake, end of story."
"Yeah, man. I mean, Jake could beat you in a fight." Tabby joked.
"Jake knows how to fight?" Fred asked.
"Of course he can, Blob! Jake's old man is a pro wrestler, remember? He's also a black belt in karate. From what I heard, he taught Dragon all the moves. Not to mention that he is really cute." Tabby quipped with a smirk.
"I didn't know Blazer knew karate." Blob's eyes widened.
"Y'Know, this reminds me of when Freddy here was obsessed with Jean. He felt the same way towards Scott as you do towards Jake, Quick. Maybe you two should start a support group." Lance laughed. Pietro shot Lance a death glare and Fred rolled his eyes.
"I would kill you now Lance, but I hate Jake too much to care."
"Pietro, JUST SHUT UP!!!!!!!" Tabby screamed. She then got up and ascended the stairs.
"I'm going out." Pietro said. "Maybe I can convince my sweet Rogue of my love." Quickie ran off at top speed. Lance and Fred looked at each other.
"Quickie will never win her heart. I don't even know if she has one." Lance said as Fred opened a bag of pork rinds. "I think he's bored because Daniels is on vacation."
"Pork rind?" Fred asked, holding out a pork rind to Lance.
"Pork rind." Lance took the pork rind.
Pietro sped around town calling Marie's name. When he found Marie, he was angered. Rogue was riding in Jake's truck. The truck sped by.
"That little piece of....." Pietro muttered, running after the red pickup. He ran alongside the truck, yelling at Jake. "Hey!!! HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Aw God, Jake....Pietro's at it again." Rogue grimaced.
"Might as well stop." Jake sighed. He hit the brakes. Pietro kept his eyes on Dragon, but the sudden stop of the truck caused the speedster to keep on running until he hit a lamppost. Jake winced when he saw the impact. "That had to hurt." Jake and Marie walked out of the truck. Rogue then walked up to Quicksilver and grabbed him by the collar. She wanted to tear Pietro apart. She raised a fist into the air.
"Hey baby." Pietro said.
"Don't you 'hey baby' me, ya little dork! Ah wanna know right now why in the name of heaven you were yelling at Jake. If ya don't tell me now, Ah'll beat you within an inch of your miserable perverted life! Ah've touched you, and Ah'm well aware of those sick fantasies of yours about me, unfortunately." Rogue threatened.
"Now calm down, Marie....." Jake said, trying to calm the southern firecracker down. Rogue gave Jake a death glare and he backed off.
"Marie, I'm begging you." Quicksilver pleaded. "Why do you not acknowledge my love for you? Why do you love Jake? I'm better than him in every way. What is it about that...that...dumb dragon you love so much?"
"Hey!" Jake yelled.
"Ya wanna know why Ah love Jake and not you, Quickie? It's obvious. You are a loudmouthed egomaniac who cares more about how he looks than others. However, Jake is sweet, caring, and he'd take on Magneto himself if he insulted me. Plus...Mah powers have no effect upon him. Ah can touch him without any side effects. Ah knew at that moment that Jake was the one for me." Marie explained. She let go of Quicksilver. Pietro drooped his head in disbelief.
"Pietro, I'm sure there's someone out there who likes you, man." Jake said, trying to console him.
"SHUT UP, YOU WOMAN-STEALER!!!!!!" Pietro yelled. He got up, and struck Jake in the face.
"PIETRO!!" Rogue yelled angrily. She couldn't believe it. Pietro blamed Jake for Rogue not liking him. Jake got up to his feet. He stared at Pietro, balling up his fist.
"Oh, no..." Marie thought. "Mah Jake's always been slow to anger, but Ah think Quick's done it now. He's pushed Jake to the breaking point." Jake, out of nowhere, whacked Pietro back with a fist that moved with speed that rivaled Pietro. Dragon then grabbed Quicksilver and scoop-slammed him into the sidewalk! Jake then was about to stomp Pietro when....
"Jake!!!" Marie yelled, grabbing Dragon. "Please! He's had enough! C'mon Jake, let's go." Rogue pleaded. Jake turned, and his face was apologetic. He drooped his head.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, Marie."
"Jake, wait..." Marie pleaded. Jake walked away to the truck. He sat in the driver's seat, with his head on the wheel. Rogue followed Jake there.
"Jake..."
"Marie, please. I'm sorry. My temper got the best of me." Jake apologized. Marie stroked Jake's bright red hair.
"Jake, it wasn't your fault. Pietro can get under anyone's skin. He's asked for it for a long time." She thought for a moment. "Ah know!" She smiled. "How about we get some ice cream?" Jake looked up. He saw Pietro get up, with a hand on his back. He then laughed.
"OK." Jake said. He turned the ignition. "It's just that whenever I get mad, I just want to tear something apart. Especially if someone insulted or harmed someone I care about." He moped.
"Jake...stop the truck." Rogue ordered. Jake stopped the truck. She then grabbed Jake and gave him a passionate kiss. When they broke, she gave a smile. "Feeling better?"
"Yeah. Let's get some ice cream." Jake happily said. Rogue and Dragon went, but Marie basically stared at Jake with her mouth wide open as he came back with his sundae. It was as tall as a skyscraper!
"Ah'll never get used to Jake's eating." Marie sighed. The mutants went back to the Institute.
"What do you wanna do now, Dragon?" Marie smirked.
"Uhhhh.....well....uh....umm....I...uhh...have...some tapes of past Wrestlemanias." Jake offered.
"Any with your old man?" Rogue asked.
"I do have one of Survivor Series 1993. My dad is in that one."
"How long has your father wrestled?" Marie wondered.
"Well, he started in 1974. He became a big hit in the NWA, and he soon main evented. He took on the likes of Flair and Steamboat. He won the NWA title three times, and he won the NWA Tag titles twice. He also held the NWA North American Championship twice. When 1984 rolled around, my father signed a contract with the WWF. He made his debut in February of that year. He participated in the first Wrestlemania, defeating Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka. In 1988, My old man entered the first Royal Rumble at number 16. 'Hacksaw' Jim Duggan eliminated him to win. My dad would be involved in the first eight Rumble matches. In 1986, my father defeated Hulk Hogan, winning his first WWF Championship. He lost it to Randy Savage 6 months later. My dad won his second WWF title in 1993, beating Bret Hart. My dad and Bret became good friends ever since. He was champ for 7 months. In 1995, Dad walked to the ring on RAW, and announced his retirement. There was not a dry eye there. Fans were screaming for Dad to not retire, and the guys in the back...they all wanted Dad to stay." Jake recalled. "I remember Shawn Michaels literally begging on his knees, pleading Dad not to retire." Jake smiled when the memory played back in his head. "They loved him. He was a great presence in the locker room."
"HBK, begging? Gawd, Ah wish Ah was there to see that." Rogue laughed.
"Yeah. It was pretty funny." Jake added. "Oh Geez, I just remembered. Shawn threatened to beat the you-know-what outta me if I told anyone." Jake slapped his head.
"Relax, Dragon." Rogue said, wrapping her arms around Jake's neck. "Ah can keep a secret." She then kissed him. Jake broke the kiss when he heard snickering. "What's wrong, goof?"
"I heard something." Jake said. He looked around until he saw the reflection of a camera lens. "That snickering.....FOXFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jake yelled.
"Aw Man!" Jason laughed. "I nearly got the tape of the century!" Foxy moaned, pointing to his camera.
"Gimme the tape, and Ah won't kill you." Rogue scowled. Jason held up the tape and shook his head. "Gimme the tape, Fox."
"Nuh-uh...HEY!!!" Jake tackled Jason from behind and wrestled the tape out of Fox's grasp. Jake pitched the tape to Marie, who flipped Jason off in victory.
"Marie, you are such a flirt." Jason suavely said.
"Moron." She replied. Just then, Kurt, Jean and Scott ran in.
"What's up?"
"X-Pervert was trying to intrude upon me and Jake." Rogue said, pointing to Jason.
"Foxy, you are a very seeck man." Kurt said.
"Don't. Call. Me. Foxy." Jason warned.
"Jeez, Fox. Do you ever quit?" Jean asked.
"You wish, little mama." Jason said, stroking Jean's hair and smirking. Jean backed off and Scott stared angrily at Jason. "Give it up, Laserface. You are too young and too stupid for a woman."
"Kiss my..." Scott started.
"Anyvay, Jake..." Nightcrawler interrupted, glaring at the wrestler. "So...Vhat vere you and my sister doing..." Jake blushed.
"NOTHING!!!!" Jake yelled quickly. Rogue laughed.
"Since when did you become the big overprotective brother, Kurt?" Rogue sighed.
"Vell, you never know vhat zis guy will try..." Kurt continued glaring.
"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt..." Jean sighed. "Jake isn't like that. I can sense that." Scott nodded in agreement.
"Jake is too innocent for his own good, in my honest opinion." Fox snorted. "If I were him, I'd try to...well, you know."
"I'm not you, thank God." Jake sighed. "Unlike you, I have a little class."
"Uh huh." Fox shook his head sadly. "That's why you'll never get any."
"Look who's talking." Scott smirked.
"You're a fruitcake!" Fox spat.
"Here we go again." Jake groaned. "Guys..."
"Let 'em go at it." Rogue held Jake's shoulder. Jean and Kurt sighed. Once again, it was war between Foxfire and Cyclops.
"You were born trying to peek up the maternity nurse's skirt!" Scott snapped.
"You were born with a stick up your butt, and you still haven't gotten it out!" Fox quipped back.
"You think the whole world revolves around you, you egomaniac!"
"I AM the center of the universe, you retarded monkey!"
"At least I can keep my pants on when a woman is around!"
"At least I can control my powers!" Rogue punched Fox in the face.
"And you wanted me to stay out of it." Jake raised his eyebrows. Rogue just shrugged her shoulders. Scott leapt on top of Foxfire and the two of them went at it, throwing punches and curses at each other.
"Aw man..." Jake groaned, watching the fight. "Can't we all just get along?"
Will Foxfire and Cyclops ever get along? Will Kurt ever trust Jake around his half-sister? Will I stop asking these dumb questions? Find out on Genesis of a Dragon, pt.8!