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I know that I didn't really give much info about the story in the first episode but I was just trying to get the blasted machine to work for me so I apologize. This is a story that will last as long as it amuses me to write it. Many thanks to those who gave uplifting reviews and if you're expecting a Wolvie romance go else were, this story is not one, it is simply the blatherings of a senior in HS who has nothing better to do with her time.
As Jenn walked back to her dorm she began to ponder on the series of events that had led her to the school. She was a mutant, that much was obvious, and she had been born Jennifer Lynn Moore in Perth, Australia and lived there with her Father until her mutant powers surfaced at age 13. Her mother had passed away when she was 2 so Jenn was left with precious few memories of her. So she had grown up, daddies girl in the outback. Her father was a respected member of the medical community in Perth so when Jenn's powers surfaced during a schoolyard fight, and she'd been in plenty of those, they both agreed it would be easier for her in Professor Xaviers school in New York.
" Yeah, so I came" she thought, "And what a joy it is." Due to her particularly wretched attitude, which no one could figure out the reason for, she had sparse friends here even though she was at the top of the class. So now she was 18, ready to graduate and still with no clue what to do with the rest of her life. Become and X-Man? "Are you kidding? It's bad enough to have to go to school with these unwashed miscreants, let alone have them as team mates." Truly, this year's class was not the proverbial pick o the litter and it was doubtful any of them would make it to the team.
Her train of thought was interrupted, not by a voice this time, but by the irritating tardy bell. "Hell, and lab sciences are my favorite." She muttered, pulling on her lab coat and hovering down the halls to class.
"You want me to what!?" Growled a large and none to pleased feral mutant, slamming his fist down on the Professors desk.
"Calm yourself Logan, and think it over. I truly believe training with you would be beneficial for the girl, not only is she highly skilled in the use of her powers..."
"That much I know Prof. I've seen the kid fight, she's an ace, but she's also a huge pain in the..."
"My point exactly Logan, you have similar dispositions."
Logan shot the Professor a calculated look but he only smiled and said "I'm sending her to the danger room this afternoon, I want you to be there. Who knows, you may be able to lighten her up a bit."
"Right, like she lightened up Tim Gramer? How'd his testicle retrieval surgery go anyway?"
"Quite well, though she still maintains he kicked himself in the balls."
"Right."
"Anyway, you'll start training with her at once. She's a valuable asset Logan, I don't want to lose her on account of temperament, understand?"
"Whatever you say Prof. But don't expect any miracles, if the kids anything like me, she'll be out of her the minute she figures out your little plan."
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it Logan. For now, just train the girl."
To be continued at my leisure, don't get yer panties in a bunch.