Xtra Member 3
By: slickboy444
AN: Hey! It's me slickboy444. Hey, thanks to all of you who reviewed the story thus far. Your feedback is very well appreciated. Here is the third part of the story, I hope you all enjoy it and remember to send your reviews. Send reviews to slickboy444@aol.com. I am open to all criticism. I don't own X-men or Zelda so please don't sue me. I have nothing. I hope you enjoy this story!
All my x-men evolution fics are dedicated to Jen (aka littlesortaredheadedgirl) the author of the x-men evolution fic "Snow." I highly recommend you all read it. Because of that fic I intend to add Scott/Jean material later on in this series.
AN: 'These mean character thoughts.'
Jack Robinson, a new X-men, was now officially a member of the team. The professor, Scott, Jean, and Rogue were present in the main library of the institute to welcome their new friend. However, there was still one matter that remained unresolved.
Professor Xavier: Well Jack, I'm honored you have decided to stay here. I think you'll like this place. But I still have one matter I wish to address, where are you from and what are those mysterious powers you wield?
The other three students looked wearily at Jack knowing what he said about revealing his past earlier, but Jack didn't seem to mind like he did before. He sat down and took a deep breath.
Jack: You don't really know me, yet you've taken me in already. I think it's the least I can do to let you know who I am...And what I am.
The three other students sat down and eagerly awaited his story. They were all interested on who this mysterious warrior was.
Jack: Although I don't know much about my early years, I found out I was born in San Francisco. My father had died not long before I was born in an earthquake and my mother died while giving birth. So I was orphaned as a baby...
Jean: So you never even met your parents?
Jean showed a considerable amount of compassion after his revelation, but there was still more to come.
Jack: No, I never knew them. About a month after being born I was sent to an orphanage in Los Angeles. I spent much of my time as a baby there. When I turned one I moved to Houston Texas with a foster family. I don't remember them that well, but I did find out that my foster mom had failing health, but didn't know it. After a year with them she died and my foster dad was no longer willing to take care of me because of his grief.
The rest of the X-men felt saddened by his story thus far. He not only lost his real parents, but his first foster parents as well.
Scott: Do you know what happened to your foster dad after that?
Jack sighed in a sorrowful manner.
Jack: Yeah, he shot himself six months after I left.
It was a bad story thus far. The rest of the students become more aware of why he was so unwilling to talk about it.
Jack: Then, I was sent to live in Denver Colorado with a new pair of foster parents. They were...Not model citizens to say the least. My foster dad was a worsening alcoholic and my foster mother had a very bad gambling problem. They somehow tricked social services in to letting me live with them. The only reason was so they could take the child-support money to supplement their habits. I spent the rest of my early childhood with them. They didn't have a lot of money and they were deeply in debt. I was too little so there was nothing I could do. Because my foster dad was and alcoholic, he was very violent. Some of my earliest memories are of him beating the crap out me.
After hearing this, the rest of the room let out a light gasp, knowing that this seemingly caring man was abused and beaten.
Jack: My stay with them ended when I was seven. My foster mother, who had acquired thousands of dollars in gambling debt, fled the country and my foster dad died of alcohol poisoning. It wasn't a pretty sight.
They watched him cringe at the recollection of his second foster dad's death.
Jack: However, my next foster parent was a bit nicer. Social services sent me to live with a kind old lady in Montgomery Alabama who had friendly ties with social services. There, I spent most of my childhood. It was there that I also began to show my powers. They were in the form of dreams with this mysterious, ghostly being who kept trying to communicate with me. I also began to notice this weird symbol developing on the back of my right hand.
He briefly showed them the mysterious symbol that was composed of three triangles.
Jack: Much of the rest of my memories during that time were good. That is except school wasn't that pleasant. The kids were brutal there. I was bullied regularly and beaten because I had no parents and I wasn't that talkative back then, but my foster mom more than made up for those experiences. As I got older she began to succumb to old age and her health became worse as time progressed. I helped as much as I could, but I could not beat father time. She was just too old and she died, but it was a peaceful death.
Upon hearing this, slightly happier side of his past, the Xavier kids became more entranced by his story.
Jack: For my teen years, I live in Chicago with a single foster mom. She was quite wealthy from the big internet boom so she graciously took me in. She was a nice lady and she gave me a new life that I never knew existed. It was a great environment, it was the environment where I fully realized my powers and what I was.
Professor Xavier: And what powers were they?
Jack: Remember that being I kept seeing in my dreams I told you about?
Professor Xavier: Yes, the one that kept trying to communicate with you.
Jack: That's right, it turns out that he and I were...Well, one in the same.
Rogue: What do ya mean by that?
Jack: I'm his reincarnation.
Rogue: You're his reincarnation...I didn't think that stuff was real.
Jack: Believe me Rogue, it's very real. I am the reincarnation of a great hero named Link. In a world far beyond ours and in time long past, he was the greatest warrior who ever lived. He single-handedly saved his world from the ultimate evil forces. For his courage, wisdom, and power the three goddesses of his land granted him this.
He once again showed them the symbol on the back of his hand. This timed they glowed with a great radiance.
Jack: This...Is the triforce. The power of the gods manifested in a sacred relic. It granted him powers of speed, strength, healing, magic, invisibility, and much more. With this relic he guarded his land. When he died, his soul and life energy were passed on to those far beyond his own land. For untold centuries beings have been incarnated with his divine soul and his power. I just happen to be the next one. So I am the power he gave me, I am Link, the hero of time. It is in my blood.
Scott: Wow, and that's what gave you the power to do those magic tricks we saw.
Jack: Precisely. In my dreams or when I meditated, Link would appear and teach me the ways of his power. He taught me how to fight, how to use magic, and how to call upon the powers of his weapons and tools that were bestowed upon me. For years I learned from him and I still do to this day. He is my spiritual guide and a good friend as well.
Jean: So that's how you got your powers.
Professor Xavier: You say it's in your blood?
Jack: Yes.
Professor: That would explain your abnormal DNA readings. It's because you are of a reincarnated, divine being.
Jack: That would be correct.
For a brief moment they all stood amazed at this young man's story.
Scott: So what happened with your last foster parent?
Jack: That isn't a pleasant story, but then again my whole life isn't a pleasant story to begin with. Remember when I said she made a lot of money on the internet?
The rest of the group nodded.
Jack: Well, when the dot com businesses went belly up in 2000, my foster mom went flat broke.
Jean: Oh man, she was in that dot com fiasco?
Jack: Yeah, we lost everything. We had to move out of our home and in to a run-down inner city apartment. It wasn't a very pleasant place. Once again I was caught up in muggings and beatings from thugs and gangs, but my powers helped fight them off. I began to quietly use my new abilities to help my foster mom, but my efforts were futile. She began a life of crime, stealing and laundering massive amounts of money. I had no knowledge of this and I couldn't do anything about it. After two years of crime, the police caught her. But not long after she was sentenced to 10 years, she hung herself in her cell. This time social services couldn't help me. I was 18 by then and I was no longer a minor. And just like that, they said "sorry, we can't help you anymore because you're an adult." Yeah, some adult. I hadn't finished my high-school education, I was flat broke and homeless.
Once again a solemn feeling gripped the others. Jack sighed in a sad manner as he prepared the final part of the story that was his past.
Jack: Ever since then, I've been drifting around the Northeast. Occasionally, I take odd jobs for money, but it never lasts because I'm a nobody and a freak. And so for the last year that's been my story. I'm 19 years old, broke, and homeless.
A long pause signaled that he was finished. Scott and Jean were the first to get up.
Scott: Well it's time you get another chance Jack.
Jean: Yeah, you're an X-men now. Your principles are identical to everything this institute was founded upon. You're part of the family now.
Jack: 'Wow, me...A family.'
A slow smile spread across his face, a rare event for Jack Robinson.
AN: Well, that's it for part 3. There is only one more part to go in this starting saga. Thank you all so much for reading and please remember to send your reviews to slickboy444@aol.com. Any feedback is welcome. The next part will help tie up any loose ends in Jack/Link's admission in to the X-men. Don't' miss it! Best wishes to you all and thanks again.
By: slickboy444
AN: Hey! It's me slickboy444. Hey, thanks to all of you who reviewed the story thus far. Your feedback is very well appreciated. Here is the third part of the story, I hope you all enjoy it and remember to send your reviews. Send reviews to slickboy444@aol.com. I am open to all criticism. I don't own X-men or Zelda so please don't sue me. I have nothing. I hope you enjoy this story!
All my x-men evolution fics are dedicated to Jen (aka littlesortaredheadedgirl) the author of the x-men evolution fic "Snow." I highly recommend you all read it. Because of that fic I intend to add Scott/Jean material later on in this series.
AN: 'These mean character thoughts.'
Jack Robinson, a new X-men, was now officially a member of the team. The professor, Scott, Jean, and Rogue were present in the main library of the institute to welcome their new friend. However, there was still one matter that remained unresolved.
Professor Xavier: Well Jack, I'm honored you have decided to stay here. I think you'll like this place. But I still have one matter I wish to address, where are you from and what are those mysterious powers you wield?
The other three students looked wearily at Jack knowing what he said about revealing his past earlier, but Jack didn't seem to mind like he did before. He sat down and took a deep breath.
Jack: You don't really know me, yet you've taken me in already. I think it's the least I can do to let you know who I am...And what I am.
The three other students sat down and eagerly awaited his story. They were all interested on who this mysterious warrior was.
Jack: Although I don't know much about my early years, I found out I was born in San Francisco. My father had died not long before I was born in an earthquake and my mother died while giving birth. So I was orphaned as a baby...
Jean: So you never even met your parents?
Jean showed a considerable amount of compassion after his revelation, but there was still more to come.
Jack: No, I never knew them. About a month after being born I was sent to an orphanage in Los Angeles. I spent much of my time as a baby there. When I turned one I moved to Houston Texas with a foster family. I don't remember them that well, but I did find out that my foster mom had failing health, but didn't know it. After a year with them she died and my foster dad was no longer willing to take care of me because of his grief.
The rest of the X-men felt saddened by his story thus far. He not only lost his real parents, but his first foster parents as well.
Scott: Do you know what happened to your foster dad after that?
Jack sighed in a sorrowful manner.
Jack: Yeah, he shot himself six months after I left.
It was a bad story thus far. The rest of the students become more aware of why he was so unwilling to talk about it.
Jack: Then, I was sent to live in Denver Colorado with a new pair of foster parents. They were...Not model citizens to say the least. My foster dad was a worsening alcoholic and my foster mother had a very bad gambling problem. They somehow tricked social services in to letting me live with them. The only reason was so they could take the child-support money to supplement their habits. I spent the rest of my early childhood with them. They didn't have a lot of money and they were deeply in debt. I was too little so there was nothing I could do. Because my foster dad was and alcoholic, he was very violent. Some of my earliest memories are of him beating the crap out me.
After hearing this, the rest of the room let out a light gasp, knowing that this seemingly caring man was abused and beaten.
Jack: My stay with them ended when I was seven. My foster mother, who had acquired thousands of dollars in gambling debt, fled the country and my foster dad died of alcohol poisoning. It wasn't a pretty sight.
They watched him cringe at the recollection of his second foster dad's death.
Jack: However, my next foster parent was a bit nicer. Social services sent me to live with a kind old lady in Montgomery Alabama who had friendly ties with social services. There, I spent most of my childhood. It was there that I also began to show my powers. They were in the form of dreams with this mysterious, ghostly being who kept trying to communicate with me. I also began to notice this weird symbol developing on the back of my right hand.
He briefly showed them the mysterious symbol that was composed of three triangles.
Jack: Much of the rest of my memories during that time were good. That is except school wasn't that pleasant. The kids were brutal there. I was bullied regularly and beaten because I had no parents and I wasn't that talkative back then, but my foster mom more than made up for those experiences. As I got older she began to succumb to old age and her health became worse as time progressed. I helped as much as I could, but I could not beat father time. She was just too old and she died, but it was a peaceful death.
Upon hearing this, slightly happier side of his past, the Xavier kids became more entranced by his story.
Jack: For my teen years, I live in Chicago with a single foster mom. She was quite wealthy from the big internet boom so she graciously took me in. She was a nice lady and she gave me a new life that I never knew existed. It was a great environment, it was the environment where I fully realized my powers and what I was.
Professor Xavier: And what powers were they?
Jack: Remember that being I kept seeing in my dreams I told you about?
Professor Xavier: Yes, the one that kept trying to communicate with you.
Jack: That's right, it turns out that he and I were...Well, one in the same.
Rogue: What do ya mean by that?
Jack: I'm his reincarnation.
Rogue: You're his reincarnation...I didn't think that stuff was real.
Jack: Believe me Rogue, it's very real. I am the reincarnation of a great hero named Link. In a world far beyond ours and in time long past, he was the greatest warrior who ever lived. He single-handedly saved his world from the ultimate evil forces. For his courage, wisdom, and power the three goddesses of his land granted him this.
He once again showed them the symbol on the back of his hand. This timed they glowed with a great radiance.
Jack: This...Is the triforce. The power of the gods manifested in a sacred relic. It granted him powers of speed, strength, healing, magic, invisibility, and much more. With this relic he guarded his land. When he died, his soul and life energy were passed on to those far beyond his own land. For untold centuries beings have been incarnated with his divine soul and his power. I just happen to be the next one. So I am the power he gave me, I am Link, the hero of time. It is in my blood.
Scott: Wow, and that's what gave you the power to do those magic tricks we saw.
Jack: Precisely. In my dreams or when I meditated, Link would appear and teach me the ways of his power. He taught me how to fight, how to use magic, and how to call upon the powers of his weapons and tools that were bestowed upon me. For years I learned from him and I still do to this day. He is my spiritual guide and a good friend as well.
Jean: So that's how you got your powers.
Professor Xavier: You say it's in your blood?
Jack: Yes.
Professor: That would explain your abnormal DNA readings. It's because you are of a reincarnated, divine being.
Jack: That would be correct.
For a brief moment they all stood amazed at this young man's story.
Scott: So what happened with your last foster parent?
Jack: That isn't a pleasant story, but then again my whole life isn't a pleasant story to begin with. Remember when I said she made a lot of money on the internet?
The rest of the group nodded.
Jack: Well, when the dot com businesses went belly up in 2000, my foster mom went flat broke.
Jean: Oh man, she was in that dot com fiasco?
Jack: Yeah, we lost everything. We had to move out of our home and in to a run-down inner city apartment. It wasn't a very pleasant place. Once again I was caught up in muggings and beatings from thugs and gangs, but my powers helped fight them off. I began to quietly use my new abilities to help my foster mom, but my efforts were futile. She began a life of crime, stealing and laundering massive amounts of money. I had no knowledge of this and I couldn't do anything about it. After two years of crime, the police caught her. But not long after she was sentenced to 10 years, she hung herself in her cell. This time social services couldn't help me. I was 18 by then and I was no longer a minor. And just like that, they said "sorry, we can't help you anymore because you're an adult." Yeah, some adult. I hadn't finished my high-school education, I was flat broke and homeless.
Once again a solemn feeling gripped the others. Jack sighed in a sad manner as he prepared the final part of the story that was his past.
Jack: Ever since then, I've been drifting around the Northeast. Occasionally, I take odd jobs for money, but it never lasts because I'm a nobody and a freak. And so for the last year that's been my story. I'm 19 years old, broke, and homeless.
A long pause signaled that he was finished. Scott and Jean were the first to get up.
Scott: Well it's time you get another chance Jack.
Jean: Yeah, you're an X-men now. Your principles are identical to everything this institute was founded upon. You're part of the family now.
Jack: 'Wow, me...A family.'
A slow smile spread across his face, a rare event for Jack Robinson.
AN: Well, that's it for part 3. There is only one more part to go in this starting saga. Thank you all so much for reading and please remember to send your reviews to slickboy444@aol.com. Any feedback is welcome. The next part will help tie up any loose ends in Jack/Link's admission in to the X-men. Don't' miss it! Best wishes to you all and thanks again.
