X Mansion
January 7th,
2001:Wednesday
5:35p.m.
The X-Van came to a stop in front of the institute. The driver side door opened and Logan stepped out. He walked around to the back and opened the rear door. He pulled out Fritz's bag and walked around to the passenger side where Fritz was out of the van waiting for him.
"Let's go kid." Logan handed him his bag and led the way into the institute. They walked through the foyer and stopped outside of some double doors. The institute was relatively quiet for this time of day. No one was in the rec. room watching T.V. like they usually would be doing. No noise was coming from upstairs or the kitchen either. "The professor's already waiting for you," Logan said before opening the doors. Fritz walked past him into the dimly lit study.
"Have a seat Fritz," the professor said. Fritz found a comfy chair facing the desk and sat down on his haunches.
"How was you flight here?" The professor asked.
"Fine." Fritz was looking around the lavishly decorated study. There were paintings and plants all over the room along with old curtains rustic curtains. It reminded him of home.
"Good, I'm
glad to hear that," the professor shuffled some papers on his desk, no doubt
Fritz's U.S. registration forms. "There is another boy who will be joining us
soon. So until then, would you like something to drink?"
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X Mansion
January 7th,
2001:Wednesday
6:03p.m.
Scott held the door open for Axel. "You need help with your bags?"
"I think I can manage," Axel hauled his bag over the threshold and let it fall to the ground once inside. "Damn. This place is big," he said
"You haven't seen half of it," Scott closed and locked the door behind them. "This way." He led Axel to the door of the professor's study.
"So… what's with the glasses?" Axel was just out side the study when he turned to Scott.
"It's
part of my mutation. If I didn't have these glasses on, you would be punched
through that wall over there." Scott pointed to a wall behind Axel, then turned
the study's doorknob and walked in, followed by Axel.
Xavier and Fritz were still sitting at the desk, talking about life at home. Logan was in the corner of the room, reading a magazine and drinking a beer. Xavier had a cup of tea in his hand and Fritz was holding one with his tail. He was still sitting on his haunches in the big antique chair, when Axel walked in.
"Ah, you're here," Xavier set his cup down. "If you don't mind Fritz, I would like to continue our conversation another time?"
"Sure," Fritz didn't move from the chair, he was watching Axel and Scott carefully. "Humph, wonder what their powers are," he thought. "Okay... they are both wearing sunglasses inside… in a dark room… at night. Must be an American thing."
"Well, now that you're here, we can move on with introductions." Xavier rolled over to where Axel was standing. "How was your stay at the hospital?" Xavier asked.
"...Good," Axel said. "And white and sterile and quiet. And annoying," he thought.
"Good to hear." Xavier turned to face Scott. "Scott, will you gather all of the students in the foyer?"
"Sure
thing professor," Scott left and shut the door quietly behind him.
Xavier turned back to Axel.
"Now, on with introductions. The man in the corner is Logan. He's one of the
teachers here," Logan looked up from his magazine, only to nod at Axel. "And
the boy in the chair is Fritz, he just arrived from Germany. Fritz, this is
Axel," he motioned with his hand. "He also comes from Germany."
Axel walked over to the chair where Fritz was sitting. "Fine, don't get up. I'll walk over to you. Lazy bum," he thought. Axel extended his hand when he got to the chair. Fritz did the same.
"Here it comes," Fritz thought. They shook for a split second before Axel jumped back. "Ah--…um, hi. Nice to meet you," Axel said before wiping his hand on his shirt.
"You too," Fritz said.
Xavier turned a dial on the wall and the room brightened. "Fritz may look different, but he's still a teenage boy, and he still has feelings."
"Thanks professor. I think." Fritz got up from the chair and put his cup of tea back on the desk.
"Erbärmlich," Axel muttered.
"Eet's
okay. Happens all ze time," Fritz said.
"Well. If you both are ready,
the other students are waiting in the foyer." Xavier rolled towards the door
and motioned for them to follow.
Xavier rolled forward into the
foyer and stopped in front of the gathered mutants. "Everyone, these are the
new students." He pointed to Axel. "This is Axel. He comes from Germany."
"Hi," Axel said shortly.
Next, Xavier pointed to Fritz.
"And this is Fritz. He also comes from Germany.
"Hallo." Fritz said waiving a
three-fingered hand.
"Great, like another one."
Kitty folded her arms across her chest.
"Half-pint!" Logan scolded.
Xavier then pointed to the
group of students. "In the chair on the left is Evan Daniels, a.k.a Spyke. To
the left of him is Scott Summers, a.k.a Cyclops. On the couch is Jean Gray and
Rogue," he pointed to each of them separately so Fritz and Axel wouldn't get
them mixed up. "And in the chair on the right is Kitty Pryde, a.k.a Shadowcat."
Xavier looked around the room for a moment. "Where is Kurt?" Everyone shrugged
their shoulders.
"No
idea," Evan said. Just then there was a 'bamf' and Kurt landed on Kitty's lap.
"Ew. Like, get off me you fur ball." Kitty pushed him off onto the ground and
got up. She walked over to the couch where Jean and Rogue were sitting and sat
in the middle, muttering something about allergies.
Kurt picked himself up off the
ground. "Sorry Keety." He hung his head in embarrassment.
"You really should watch where
you are teleporting Kurt," the professor said.
"Sorry professor, eet vas an
accident," Kurt scanned the people in the room and stopped on Fritz. "Hey
professor? I think I'm coming down vith something."
"Your not sick Kurt, these are the new students," Xavier pointed out. "Axel, comes from Germany, as does Fritz."
"But I thought you said I vas ze only one who looks like this?" Kurt asked.
"Well, at the time cerebro couldn't detect Fritz because his powers hadn't manifested yet," Xavier said.
"Cerebro?" Fritz had a puzzled look on his face.
"A machine used to locate and track mutants," Xavier explained. "That's how I found you."
"Really? Can I see it?" Fritz asked excitedly
"Maybe
later," Xavier said. "Now, Axel, we think we have found you a codename."
"I'm listening," he put his
hands in his pocket to act as if he didn't care.
"We think Chronos fits you
best," Xavier said.
"Right on," Axel said,
nonchalant.
"And Fritz, we've decided on
Darkspark for you, " Xavier said.
"Cool." Fritz repeated the
name over and over again in his head so he wouldn't forget it.
"Now Fritz, Axel--you two will
be sharing a room. Kitty will show you where it is." Xavier turned his
wheelchair around. "Logan, have their bags been brought up yet?" he asked the
burly Canadian.
"Yup," Logan said before
turning towards the kitchen. "It's good to have you two here." He walked into
the next room, grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked out into the garage.
"Kitty, will you please show
Fritz and Axel to their room?" Xavier asked.
"Okay, follow me." She stood
up from the couch and walked towards the stairs.
"You will meet the rest of the
teachers later tonight, along with a tour of the school." Xavier rolled back
towards the doors of his study. "If you'll excuse me, I have a lot of work to
do." With that, he disappeared through the large double doors.
After being personally
welcomed to the Institute by nearly every one of the X-Men, Kitty led the two
to the room that they'd be sharing. Their room was one of the last in the
hallway. Kitty opened the door for them and then followed them in.
Their bags were already set at
the foot of each bed. Axel walked over to his and started to unpack.
"So…vhat
are your powers?" Fritz asked. He couldn't take his eyes off of Kitty. "God
she's so hot," he thought to himself.
"I can like, phase through
solid objects," she said and demonstrated by phasing her hand through the door.
"I hope you two enjoy your stay, dinner's at six-thirty." She walked past the
door and before shutting it, stuck her head back inside "Oh and Fritz, try not
to like, get fur all over the place," she said coldly before shutting the door.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Fritz turned to Axel, who was almost done unpacking his clothes.
"Looks that way." Axel threw
his bag in the closet and flopped down on his bed with a comic book.
Fritz shrugged off the thought
and walked over to his bed where his bag was. He began putting his clothes in
the dresser beside his bed. Axel looked over the top of his comic book as Fritz
pulled out a pair of pants with a whole cut in the back. Fritz then unpacked
his assorted brushes and put them in the top drawer, followed by shirts and
underwear. He put the empty bag into to closet and slid the door shut.
"Vhat are your powers?" Fritz
walked over to his bed and sat down crossing his legs underneath him.
"Uhh... I don't really have a
name for it or anything. But sometimes people start going really slow, and
sometimes they start going really fast. Xavier said something about changing
the speed of my molecules or something. It's pretty confusing." Axel didn't
look up from his comic.
"You
don't talk much," Fritz pointed out.
"Mm." Axel looked up from his
comic, an interesting thought suddenly forming in his mind. "Hey Fritz… Can I
ask you a few questions?" he asked, quirking a brow.
Fritz shrugged his shoulders, inviting Axel to ask him whatever he wanted.
"Uh…
Well, do you have to like, brush your entire body? And do you have to use dog
shampoo or does it not matter? Speaking of shampoo and showers, does it take
you like, three times as long as a normal person to wash yourself? Like an
animal?" Axel didn't show any signs of being sarcastic or cruel. He was
genuinely curious. But after the last question Fritz shot up from his bed and
had Axel pinned to his in a split second. He was kneeling over Axel with both
hands gripping his shirt.
"I'm not an animal," Fritz
yelled. "Zhere's a big fucking difference," he started growling, but only
tightened his grip on Axel's shirt.
"Hey man, I'm sorry! You don't
have to flip out!" Axel was trying to pry Fritz's grip from his shirt. "They
were honest questions!" Axel found the thought quite humorous, and didn't see
anything wrong with his inquiries. After all, Fritz had practically asked him
to start talking
Fritz let go and got off the
bed. "Yeah. Vhatever," he said and stormed out of the room, slamming the door
behind him.
