Sorry this took so long to come out with the second chapter.
It's been written for a long time, but I've been too lazy
and/or busy to download it. This is still something I do on
the side, and my life has dibs on time. Always. Although
REVEIWS would probably help get this done faster.
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Wolverine and others had decided to follow Nathan's trail in the X-jet. The tracks where easy enough to follow, since
the 'footprints' of shattered cement became farther apart, but larger. The current trail consisted of three-foot wide
potholes, each one nine feet apart. They had put the X-jet in its lowest 'gear', as to not pass the boy completely, but
now it seemed they would never catch up.
"Hey, kick it up a notch! We've been going this speed for over an hour!" complained Kurt. "And we can't even see
this new guy on the horizon!" every one else nodded in silent agreement. It was true; they had already gone 90 miles
and not seen anything but his 'footprints'. The jet sped up, ever so slightly, going from 80mph to170mph.
"Didn't the professor say his ability was, like, breaking things?" asked Shadowcat "How'd he get super speed?" It was
a question on everyone's mind, especially Wolverine. Sabrtooth was no lightweight, and after the little display Nathan
had put on, it was clear that super speed wasn't the only mystery ability this boy had.
A human figure appeared on the horizon, completely unaware that the X-jet was silently creeping up on him. As it got
closer, the X-jet slowed to match his speed of 105mph. Large sections of cement road would implode around every
step, each step pushing him another ten feet through the air, each step as fast as lighting.
"Err, now that we've found him, does anyone know how to stop him?" asked Nightcrawler. Everyone looked at each
other.
"I think I could calm him down." Jean volunteered, and she began to concentrate, putting her fingers to her temples.
After a few seconds, the boy began to slow down, and the X-jet continued to match his speed. Soon he stopped, and
the jet landed almost over top of him. Nightcrawler teleported out and caught Nathan when he fell to his knees, just
before his face could hit the ground.
His blue jeans had been turned to a tattered pair of shorts; almost all the material up to the thigh had disappeared. It
seemed that only now that the boy had began to breath heavily, and his face was just now beginning to turn red.
Nightcrawler Bamfed the boy back into the jet, and helped strap him into an empty chair. "Alright," shouted Wolverine
"we've got a time limit here. Let's go!" The jet lifted itself into the air and shot through the morning sky.
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Half an hour later, the X-jet landed safely at the institute. Nathan was shaken awake by the landing, and started looking
wildly around himself. His seatbelt soundlessly fell off his chest, falling apart at three points. Wolverine, seeing this,
rushed to calm the boy down. At the sight of Wolverine, Nathan's eyes got large, and the back of his chair fell to the
ground. "Hey, kid" wolverine whispered assuringly, seeing the boy's fear increase the potentsy of his power.
"Remember me? We're the one who're trying to help, remember?"
Nathan's seat pretty much stopped falling apart, and it seemed he had calmed down. Wolverine and Kitty helped the
still-woozy Nathan out of the X-jet, and into the House part of the institute. From there, Wolverine found an empty
room, and Kurt found him some fresh, but worn out clothing. Nathan changed out of what was once a pair of blue
jeans, and into a faded black shirt and an old pair of cargo- pants jeans. He also donned a pair of gray socks, and some
sandals.
A few minutes later, when he was feeling better, Nathan was taken to see the professor.
"Welcome to the Xavier institute for the gifted! I'm Professor Xavier." greeted the man in the wheelchair, extending a
hand towards Nathan. Nathan took the professors hand, and shook it gently, as if he expected it to fall off. "Um... Hi.
I'm Nathan." He quickly released the professor's hand.
"Please, have a seat." offered the Professor, indicating a large, squarish metal chair just across from his own
wheelchair. Nathan took an examining glance at the chair, and sat down. "So," started the professor "I've heard a great
deal about you, Nathan. It seems you're mutation is more complex than you first suspected. Can you explain this?"
Nathan shook his head "I don't really think so."
"I see." frowned the professor. "I usually don't ask, for privacy reasons, I but have powerful psychic abilities. Do you
mind if I search your memories of today for any clues?"
"Will it hurt?" asked Nathan
Xavier waved his hand in a dismissing manor "It shouldn't hurt at all."
Nathan thought about it for a minute. He began to blush. "You're only going to look at today, right?"
Xavier smiled, knowingly "I'll try."
_______________________
"According to medical files, his mother had a heart condition, in which her heart would skip every 5th or 6th beat. It
wasn't harmful in any way, according to her file, just unusual. Then one day it merely disappeared. It leads me to
believe his mother may be a mutant as well." explained Xavier "Apparently, Nathan has a similar condition, except at
random, anywhere from three times a day to once in a month. His heart skips several beats, bringing it to an almost
complete stop. He wasn't hurt in any way, though, so he hasn't seen a doctor about it."
"All right, but how does that relate what happened this morning?" asked wolverine, growing impatient.
"When Nathan felt his life was in danger, it obviously caused his heartbeat to increase in speed. At about the moment
that Nathan's heart had hit it's maximum speed, he had a 'heart skip' that completely threw off his heartbeat
altogether. His heart, as you know, stopped beating, and he began to die. Luckily, his mutant ability was much more
then he had originally thought! His mutant ability allows him to collect energy from around him, from sunlight, wind,
water, and often physical objects, thus causing things around him to destabilize in tiny, unnoticeable fissures. Then, he
can harness this energy in multiple fashions. His power seems to grow stronger with his emotions. That is why
Sabertooth's garments and Nathan's shirt where completely destroyed by Nathan's powers. He used that energy to
energize his cells when his heart wasn't pumping, and to start his own heart up again. All of it was subconscious, like
breathing."
"And that explains how he had super strength, and why he had super speed, and why he never got tired till Jean
stopped him. And, of course, why things keep falling apart around him."
"Precisely. And that is why he would make an excellent addition to our team, if he could only keep his power focused,
and in control."
"What are you gonna' do about it?"
"I believe that with practice, Nathan can learn to control his power. His emotional link to his powers has led me to that
conclusion. I've asked him to meet with me outside in half an hour." the professor sighed "I sent Scott to get him
something to eat. I don't like to discriminate, or leave a newcomer feeling like an outsider, but until he learns more
control, I'd like to keep him out of the house as much as possible. It's merely for the safety of the others, even his own
safety, but..."
"I understand, Charles. But you gotta do what you gotta do."
........ Now, if you would be so kind.REVIEW!
..........
Wolverine and others had decided to follow Nathan's trail in the X-jet. The tracks where easy enough to follow, since
the 'footprints' of shattered cement became farther apart, but larger. The current trail consisted of three-foot wide
potholes, each one nine feet apart. They had put the X-jet in its lowest 'gear', as to not pass the boy completely, but
now it seemed they would never catch up.
"Hey, kick it up a notch! We've been going this speed for over an hour!" complained Kurt. "And we can't even see
this new guy on the horizon!" every one else nodded in silent agreement. It was true; they had already gone 90 miles
and not seen anything but his 'footprints'. The jet sped up, ever so slightly, going from 80mph to170mph.
"Didn't the professor say his ability was, like, breaking things?" asked Shadowcat "How'd he get super speed?" It was
a question on everyone's mind, especially Wolverine. Sabrtooth was no lightweight, and after the little display Nathan
had put on, it was clear that super speed wasn't the only mystery ability this boy had.
A human figure appeared on the horizon, completely unaware that the X-jet was silently creeping up on him. As it got
closer, the X-jet slowed to match his speed of 105mph. Large sections of cement road would implode around every
step, each step pushing him another ten feet through the air, each step as fast as lighting.
"Err, now that we've found him, does anyone know how to stop him?" asked Nightcrawler. Everyone looked at each
other.
"I think I could calm him down." Jean volunteered, and she began to concentrate, putting her fingers to her temples.
After a few seconds, the boy began to slow down, and the X-jet continued to match his speed. Soon he stopped, and
the jet landed almost over top of him. Nightcrawler teleported out and caught Nathan when he fell to his knees, just
before his face could hit the ground.
His blue jeans had been turned to a tattered pair of shorts; almost all the material up to the thigh had disappeared. It
seemed that only now that the boy had began to breath heavily, and his face was just now beginning to turn red.
Nightcrawler Bamfed the boy back into the jet, and helped strap him into an empty chair. "Alright," shouted Wolverine
"we've got a time limit here. Let's go!" The jet lifted itself into the air and shot through the morning sky.
____________
Half an hour later, the X-jet landed safely at the institute. Nathan was shaken awake by the landing, and started looking
wildly around himself. His seatbelt soundlessly fell off his chest, falling apart at three points. Wolverine, seeing this,
rushed to calm the boy down. At the sight of Wolverine, Nathan's eyes got large, and the back of his chair fell to the
ground. "Hey, kid" wolverine whispered assuringly, seeing the boy's fear increase the potentsy of his power.
"Remember me? We're the one who're trying to help, remember?"
Nathan's seat pretty much stopped falling apart, and it seemed he had calmed down. Wolverine and Kitty helped the
still-woozy Nathan out of the X-jet, and into the House part of the institute. From there, Wolverine found an empty
room, and Kurt found him some fresh, but worn out clothing. Nathan changed out of what was once a pair of blue
jeans, and into a faded black shirt and an old pair of cargo- pants jeans. He also donned a pair of gray socks, and some
sandals.
A few minutes later, when he was feeling better, Nathan was taken to see the professor.
"Welcome to the Xavier institute for the gifted! I'm Professor Xavier." greeted the man in the wheelchair, extending a
hand towards Nathan. Nathan took the professors hand, and shook it gently, as if he expected it to fall off. "Um... Hi.
I'm Nathan." He quickly released the professor's hand.
"Please, have a seat." offered the Professor, indicating a large, squarish metal chair just across from his own
wheelchair. Nathan took an examining glance at the chair, and sat down. "So," started the professor "I've heard a great
deal about you, Nathan. It seems you're mutation is more complex than you first suspected. Can you explain this?"
Nathan shook his head "I don't really think so."
"I see." frowned the professor. "I usually don't ask, for privacy reasons, I but have powerful psychic abilities. Do you
mind if I search your memories of today for any clues?"
"Will it hurt?" asked Nathan
Xavier waved his hand in a dismissing manor "It shouldn't hurt at all."
Nathan thought about it for a minute. He began to blush. "You're only going to look at today, right?"
Xavier smiled, knowingly "I'll try."
_______________________
"According to medical files, his mother had a heart condition, in which her heart would skip every 5th or 6th beat. It
wasn't harmful in any way, according to her file, just unusual. Then one day it merely disappeared. It leads me to
believe his mother may be a mutant as well." explained Xavier "Apparently, Nathan has a similar condition, except at
random, anywhere from three times a day to once in a month. His heart skips several beats, bringing it to an almost
complete stop. He wasn't hurt in any way, though, so he hasn't seen a doctor about it."
"All right, but how does that relate what happened this morning?" asked wolverine, growing impatient.
"When Nathan felt his life was in danger, it obviously caused his heartbeat to increase in speed. At about the moment
that Nathan's heart had hit it's maximum speed, he had a 'heart skip' that completely threw off his heartbeat
altogether. His heart, as you know, stopped beating, and he began to die. Luckily, his mutant ability was much more
then he had originally thought! His mutant ability allows him to collect energy from around him, from sunlight, wind,
water, and often physical objects, thus causing things around him to destabilize in tiny, unnoticeable fissures. Then, he
can harness this energy in multiple fashions. His power seems to grow stronger with his emotions. That is why
Sabertooth's garments and Nathan's shirt where completely destroyed by Nathan's powers. He used that energy to
energize his cells when his heart wasn't pumping, and to start his own heart up again. All of it was subconscious, like
breathing."
"And that explains how he had super strength, and why he had super speed, and why he never got tired till Jean
stopped him. And, of course, why things keep falling apart around him."
"Precisely. And that is why he would make an excellent addition to our team, if he could only keep his power focused,
and in control."
"What are you gonna' do about it?"
"I believe that with practice, Nathan can learn to control his power. His emotional link to his powers has led me to that
conclusion. I've asked him to meet with me outside in half an hour." the professor sighed "I sent Scott to get him
something to eat. I don't like to discriminate, or leave a newcomer feeling like an outsider, but until he learns more
control, I'd like to keep him out of the house as much as possible. It's merely for the safety of the others, even his own
safety, but..."
"I understand, Charles. But you gotta do what you gotta do."
........ Now, if you would be so kind.REVIEW!
