THUNDERBIRD
By Zaurial
(Note: this is NOT an original character! Thunderbird was in the X-Men briefly in the 70s. This story is just putting him in the Evolution Universe. Enjoy!) (Another note: This is my first fic, so go easy on me.) (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the following. You can stop suing me now.) THUNDERBIRD chapter one: One Angry Apache
It began as a Saturday like any other Saturday. Scott was washing down his car to go for a drive. Logan was sleeping late. Kitty and Rogue were arguing over who could use the bathroom first. Sam and Bobby were playing keep-away with Jamie's shoes. Kurt and Mr. McCoy watched cartoons. And Professor Xavier was sitting at Cerebro, trying to find some new recruits. He mumbled to himself as he did so.
"Hmmm. there's the Brotherhood. Gambit. Sabertooth. the Morlocks. are there any mutants out there we don't know of? Wait. what's this? Arizona. and its moving fast." Xavier took off the Cerebro helmet and sped his wheelchair out of the chamber, calling his X-Men as he did so. "Scott! Logan! And just for good measure. Ororo! Ready the X-Jet!"
Minutes later, the four of them were well on their way to Camp Verde. Scott was still somewhat confused.
"Professor, why are we going way out of our way to go to an Apache reservation? This mutant can't be so powerful it needs all four of us to keep it steady."
Xavier turned to Scott. "Of course, but from what I gather, this mutant is quite the free spirit. He will need to see the people that are in the X-Men to want to join. Anyway, we're here."
The X-Jet touched down in the middle of a great plain. Even Logan could just barley sense anything living around. Suddenly, Logan jerked his head up, smelling something.
"Charles! There's something coming, fast!"
"I know, Logan. Just wait."
Far off in the distance, they could just barley make out the image of a large bison flying toward them. Right behind it was a man. He was just overtaking the bison, and upon doing so, he grasped the large horns and kicked the left front foot of the creature, forcing it to topple with a loud THOOM! The man stood up and kicked the beast in the gut. "There, horned one- do you see? There is still a man among the Apache!"
Xavier wheeled over to the man. "And such a man I have come looking for, John Proudstar.
Proudstar spun around and stared right at the professor. "How in blazes did a cripple get out here?"
Xavier smiled. "I flew."
Proudstar sneered. "Whatever. Just get off my property. I don't need any of this from an egghead in a fancy wheelchair."
Xavier rolled after Proudstar. "Wait! I have- sorry, WE have come to offer you membership in an elite group of mutants. We can help you learn to use your powers and you can help us fight against the forces of evil."
Proudstar laughed. "You? You and those weirdos in the costumes are what, 'intergalactic super heroes'? Ha! You are good for something, baldy. Good for a laugh. Now beat it."
Scott called after Proudstar. "He offers you a chance to help the world, and you turn your back on him? Then perhaps what they say is true! All Apache are scared, snobby weaklings!
Proudstar stopped in his tracks and stormed toward Scott. "That does it, One-Eye! I'm gonna give you a trashing you wouldn't believe!" He curled his massive hands into fists. Wolverine pushed himself between them.
"You wanna take down Cyke, you gotta break through me first!" He growled, expelling his claws with a SNIKT.
"Stop, all of you!" Storm yelled. Lightning bolts sizzled in her hands, her eyes turned solid white, and storm clouds began to rumble in the sky.
The professor came over to them. "Now that you have seen the power we have, will you join us?"
John Proudstar wanted to be angry, but he was curious. He looked over at Xavier, almost happy. "You want a new man, you got one. I'll prove to you," he said turning to Scott. "that the Apache are brave and strong."
Scott simply turned and boarded the open plane, followed by Wolverine and Storm. John started to, but first he spoke to Xavier. "I still don't know what your power is."
Xavier closed his eyes and telepathically told Proudstar, "Let's just say it's a thinking man's power, Thunderbird."
(Note: this is NOT an original character! Thunderbird was in the X-Men briefly in the 70s. This story is just putting him in the Evolution Universe. Enjoy!) (Another note: This is my first fic, so go easy on me.) (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the following. You can stop suing me now.) THUNDERBIRD chapter one: One Angry Apache
It began as a Saturday like any other Saturday. Scott was washing down his car to go for a drive. Logan was sleeping late. Kitty and Rogue were arguing over who could use the bathroom first. Sam and Bobby were playing keep-away with Jamie's shoes. Kurt and Mr. McCoy watched cartoons. And Professor Xavier was sitting at Cerebro, trying to find some new recruits. He mumbled to himself as he did so.
"Hmmm. there's the Brotherhood. Gambit. Sabertooth. the Morlocks. are there any mutants out there we don't know of? Wait. what's this? Arizona. and its moving fast." Xavier took off the Cerebro helmet and sped his wheelchair out of the chamber, calling his X-Men as he did so. "Scott! Logan! And just for good measure. Ororo! Ready the X-Jet!"
Minutes later, the four of them were well on their way to Camp Verde. Scott was still somewhat confused.
"Professor, why are we going way out of our way to go to an Apache reservation? This mutant can't be so powerful it needs all four of us to keep it steady."
Xavier turned to Scott. "Of course, but from what I gather, this mutant is quite the free spirit. He will need to see the people that are in the X-Men to want to join. Anyway, we're here."
The X-Jet touched down in the middle of a great plain. Even Logan could just barley sense anything living around. Suddenly, Logan jerked his head up, smelling something.
"Charles! There's something coming, fast!"
"I know, Logan. Just wait."
Far off in the distance, they could just barley make out the image of a large bison flying toward them. Right behind it was a man. He was just overtaking the bison, and upon doing so, he grasped the large horns and kicked the left front foot of the creature, forcing it to topple with a loud THOOM! The man stood up and kicked the beast in the gut. "There, horned one- do you see? There is still a man among the Apache!"
Xavier wheeled over to the man. "And such a man I have come looking for, John Proudstar.
Proudstar spun around and stared right at the professor. "How in blazes did a cripple get out here?"
Xavier smiled. "I flew."
Proudstar sneered. "Whatever. Just get off my property. I don't need any of this from an egghead in a fancy wheelchair."
Xavier rolled after Proudstar. "Wait! I have- sorry, WE have come to offer you membership in an elite group of mutants. We can help you learn to use your powers and you can help us fight against the forces of evil."
Proudstar laughed. "You? You and those weirdos in the costumes are what, 'intergalactic super heroes'? Ha! You are good for something, baldy. Good for a laugh. Now beat it."
Scott called after Proudstar. "He offers you a chance to help the world, and you turn your back on him? Then perhaps what they say is true! All Apache are scared, snobby weaklings!
Proudstar stopped in his tracks and stormed toward Scott. "That does it, One-Eye! I'm gonna give you a trashing you wouldn't believe!" He curled his massive hands into fists. Wolverine pushed himself between them.
"You wanna take down Cyke, you gotta break through me first!" He growled, expelling his claws with a SNIKT.
"Stop, all of you!" Storm yelled. Lightning bolts sizzled in her hands, her eyes turned solid white, and storm clouds began to rumble in the sky.
The professor came over to them. "Now that you have seen the power we have, will you join us?"
John Proudstar wanted to be angry, but he was curious. He looked over at Xavier, almost happy. "You want a new man, you got one. I'll prove to you," he said turning to Scott. "that the Apache are brave and strong."
Scott simply turned and boarded the open plane, followed by Wolverine and Storm. John started to, but first he spoke to Xavier. "I still don't know what your power is."
Xavier closed his eyes and telepathically told Proudstar, "Let's just say it's a thinking man's power, Thunderbird."