Mutants 101
..Duncan III...
by Michiru
Boy, was kissing Kurt ever great! I tell you, this morning I was kind of freaking over the fact that I liked him, and never really TRULY thought I'd ever stand a chance.
Then later in the day – KER-BLAMMO! He shoots, he scores!
But there was something very, very, VERY strange about that kiss. It didn't hit me at first, but then, I'm some punk kid, with more brawn then brains.
When I touched his cheek, it was soft. And… sorta fuzzy, like a fleece blanket… And… when we were in each other's arms (bliss!) I could have sworn he wrapped something around my waist. And I know all four limbs were elsewhere.
So, all I can do now is ask him about it, I guess.
I head down the stairs back to the library to see the professor. I know he was calling my parents about what was going on, and was curious.
"Come in, Duncan," the professor calls when I'm about to knock.. That's so creepy…
"That's so creepy," I tell him as I walk in. "How did you know I was there?"
"I 'heard' you coming down the hall," he smiles slightly. "You see, I am a telepath. That means I can hear what you're thinking. Especially when you think loud. I don't eavesdrop, however, so please, don't worry about that. I generally do what I call 'tuning in' to my students, so that when one is near, I get a generalized idea of how close."
"Oh," I say lamely. "What do the others… do? Are?"
"Well, as you experienced earlier, Kurt is a teleporter. I'm sure you understand what that is after today."
"Yeah. And he's furry, too," I nod, trying to prompt him, without actually asking the question.
"Ah, so he showed you his true image? Yes, Kurt is a bit unusual, nevertheless we all do care about him. Kitty thinks he's adorable now, though she was rather frightened with his appearance at first. I think the tail takes a bit of getting used to, as well," he chuckles.
Tail? Huh? What? Call me confused…
"As for the rest, Scott can project beams of energy from his eyes. He can't control this, which is why he wears the glasses.
"Jean is also a telepath, like myself. Unlike myself, she also has the gift of telekinesis. She's getting quite strong with it, too. I remember she had trouble lifting Scott and Kurt once, and now she can pick up a car.
"Kitty can do what we call phasing. She can make herself insubstantial and walk through solid objects. It quite a sight.
"As is Evan when he uses his 'spikes'. That is, he can shoot projectiles of bone, and use then as weapons or protection.
"Rogue's power is fairly simple. If she touches you bare skin to bare skin, she will psychically drain you, rendering you unconscious. In the meantime, she has your thoughts, memories, skills and if you're a mutant, your power as well."
"Wow. That's pretty scary," I nod. "So, I guess I'm some kind of mutant as well?"
"Both Kurt and Logan say you are. Logan says he can tell, and Kurt says he's seen simple changes. And with your permission, I'm going to see if I can bring whatever it may be out."
"Um, yeah, sure," I shrug. "Did you talk to my parents?" I ask this as he's driving that little buggy over.
"Yes, I did. I told them that you were going through some changes in your life, and thought that you'd benefit from staying at my institute for the time being. Your father said this was fine," he tells me.
He puts his hands up to my head. I feel this really funny feeling in my head, and it feels like the backs of my eyes are itching. Like, right where I can't scratch, right?
Then, it's really weird. My hearing, which was sharp to begin with, gets much better, my nose starts sniffing more, and the world turns weird.
I see my arms change in front of me, and I can feel my whole body going for the ride. Sitting in the chair is no longer an option – my body is no longer equipped with the correct form. I land on the rug, and look around. The world has changed colour and shape, and is really wild. Not to mention that I can FEEL the air currents around me!
Ok, this is cool.
I feel REALLY strong! REALLY powerful! So I take off.
Four strong legs help me hurtle out the library door, where the smell of ink and paper was beginning to hurt my nose.
I smell Kurt!
Stairs are a bit of a problem at first, but not too hard once I get the hang of it.
A girl? Smells like Kitty.
"Omigosh!" the voice sounds like Kitty, too… "There's a tiger in the house!" she shrieks. Hurts ears. I bare my teeth. She runs through the wall.
Runs through the wall? Cool…
Tiger? REALLY cool! I'm a tiger!
Smell of Kurt strong, but not exactly where I am. Must be his bedroom. Smells stronger down further.
I get to a room, where the door isn't firmly latched, and poke my head through. My head must be big, because the door opens pretty wide.
Rogue, Danger-Man and Kurt (!) are in the room, and they're all looking at me.
And who can blame them? I'd look too.
And Kurt… he smells like Kurt, but he sure doesn't look like him! Except, in a way, he does look like him. But his ears are pointy, his hands look different, and he has a tail. His colour is rather dark.
"Holy crap!" Rogue cries. "That's a tiger!"
"Duncan?" Kurt askes slowly.
I happily go over to him, and sit at his feet. He's actually kind of cute like this. I definitely like the tail.
"It IS you!" Kurt breathes.
"Be careful, Kurt," Logan warns.
"Wow!" Kurt ignores his father, sliding down beside me. He buries his face in my neck, and runs his fingers through my fur. I purr contentedly. This tiger thing is a piece of cake! "Rogue," Kurt looks up at his twin, "you have to feel this! It's wunderbar!"
"Cool, we have a tiger in the house!" Rogue grins, sliding her glove off. She runs her fingers through my fur too.
Logan sighs, shaking his head. "I guess we were done here, anyway."
TBC
**Disclaimer**
Some of the situations aren't necessarily always out of just my head. As Haruka and I do a lot of role-playing, if you read her stuff, you might find a general theme with our stuff once in a while, even though she does write much better than I do =3
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
..Duncan III...
by Michiru
Boy, was kissing Kurt ever great! I tell you, this morning I was kind of freaking over the fact that I liked him, and never really TRULY thought I'd ever stand a chance.
Then later in the day – KER-BLAMMO! He shoots, he scores!
But there was something very, very, VERY strange about that kiss. It didn't hit me at first, but then, I'm some punk kid, with more brawn then brains.
When I touched his cheek, it was soft. And… sorta fuzzy, like a fleece blanket… And… when we were in each other's arms (bliss!) I could have sworn he wrapped something around my waist. And I know all four limbs were elsewhere.
So, all I can do now is ask him about it, I guess.
I head down the stairs back to the library to see the professor. I know he was calling my parents about what was going on, and was curious.
"Come in, Duncan," the professor calls when I'm about to knock.. That's so creepy…
"That's so creepy," I tell him as I walk in. "How did you know I was there?"
"I 'heard' you coming down the hall," he smiles slightly. "You see, I am a telepath. That means I can hear what you're thinking. Especially when you think loud. I don't eavesdrop, however, so please, don't worry about that. I generally do what I call 'tuning in' to my students, so that when one is near, I get a generalized idea of how close."
"Oh," I say lamely. "What do the others… do? Are?"
"Well, as you experienced earlier, Kurt is a teleporter. I'm sure you understand what that is after today."
"Yeah. And he's furry, too," I nod, trying to prompt him, without actually asking the question.
"Ah, so he showed you his true image? Yes, Kurt is a bit unusual, nevertheless we all do care about him. Kitty thinks he's adorable now, though she was rather frightened with his appearance at first. I think the tail takes a bit of getting used to, as well," he chuckles.
Tail? Huh? What? Call me confused…
"As for the rest, Scott can project beams of energy from his eyes. He can't control this, which is why he wears the glasses.
"Jean is also a telepath, like myself. Unlike myself, she also has the gift of telekinesis. She's getting quite strong with it, too. I remember she had trouble lifting Scott and Kurt once, and now she can pick up a car.
"Kitty can do what we call phasing. She can make herself insubstantial and walk through solid objects. It quite a sight.
"As is Evan when he uses his 'spikes'. That is, he can shoot projectiles of bone, and use then as weapons or protection.
"Rogue's power is fairly simple. If she touches you bare skin to bare skin, she will psychically drain you, rendering you unconscious. In the meantime, she has your thoughts, memories, skills and if you're a mutant, your power as well."
"Wow. That's pretty scary," I nod. "So, I guess I'm some kind of mutant as well?"
"Both Kurt and Logan say you are. Logan says he can tell, and Kurt says he's seen simple changes. And with your permission, I'm going to see if I can bring whatever it may be out."
"Um, yeah, sure," I shrug. "Did you talk to my parents?" I ask this as he's driving that little buggy over.
"Yes, I did. I told them that you were going through some changes in your life, and thought that you'd benefit from staying at my institute for the time being. Your father said this was fine," he tells me.
He puts his hands up to my head. I feel this really funny feeling in my head, and it feels like the backs of my eyes are itching. Like, right where I can't scratch, right?
Then, it's really weird. My hearing, which was sharp to begin with, gets much better, my nose starts sniffing more, and the world turns weird.
I see my arms change in front of me, and I can feel my whole body going for the ride. Sitting in the chair is no longer an option – my body is no longer equipped with the correct form. I land on the rug, and look around. The world has changed colour and shape, and is really wild. Not to mention that I can FEEL the air currents around me!
Ok, this is cool.
I feel REALLY strong! REALLY powerful! So I take off.
Four strong legs help me hurtle out the library door, where the smell of ink and paper was beginning to hurt my nose.
I smell Kurt!
Stairs are a bit of a problem at first, but not too hard once I get the hang of it.
A girl? Smells like Kitty.
"Omigosh!" the voice sounds like Kitty, too… "There's a tiger in the house!" she shrieks. Hurts ears. I bare my teeth. She runs through the wall.
Runs through the wall? Cool…
Tiger? REALLY cool! I'm a tiger!
Smell of Kurt strong, but not exactly where I am. Must be his bedroom. Smells stronger down further.
I get to a room, where the door isn't firmly latched, and poke my head through. My head must be big, because the door opens pretty wide.
Rogue, Danger-Man and Kurt (!) are in the room, and they're all looking at me.
And who can blame them? I'd look too.
And Kurt… he smells like Kurt, but he sure doesn't look like him! Except, in a way, he does look like him. But his ears are pointy, his hands look different, and he has a tail. His colour is rather dark.
"Holy crap!" Rogue cries. "That's a tiger!"
"Duncan?" Kurt askes slowly.
I happily go over to him, and sit at his feet. He's actually kind of cute like this. I definitely like the tail.
"It IS you!" Kurt breathes.
"Be careful, Kurt," Logan warns.
"Wow!" Kurt ignores his father, sliding down beside me. He buries his face in my neck, and runs his fingers through my fur. I purr contentedly. This tiger thing is a piece of cake! "Rogue," Kurt looks up at his twin, "you have to feel this! It's wunderbar!"
"Cool, we have a tiger in the house!" Rogue grins, sliding her glove off. She runs her fingers through my fur too.
Logan sighs, shaking his head. "I guess we were done here, anyway."
TBC
**Disclaimer**
Some of the situations aren't necessarily always out of just my head. As Haruka and I do a lot of role-playing, if you read her stuff, you might find a general theme with our stuff once in a while, even though she does write much better than I do =3
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.