Chapter 7
Drake grew bigger and bigger. His hair stood on end and turned white. His eyes turned red and fangs sprouted from his mouth. Black fur sprouted out of his skin, covering his entire body. Long claws emerged out of his fingers. When the transformation was complete, he let off an ear-piercing howl.
Wolverine didn't have time to stop himself. He crashed into Drake, who had erected Colossus's armor around his body. His claws didn't even leave a scratch.
I shot slime up into Drake's eyes, but he destroyed it with an optic blast, no doubt courtesy of Cyclops. Then, he raised his hands and shot two green energy blasts from them. I barely dodged, and the floor didn't make it.
Wolverine jumped up again, this time meaning to claw out our enemy's eyes, but was deflected by an ice-blast. He was stuck to the wall like an icicle.
It was all up to me. I hopped around the room, using the walls as a path. Drake followed along with all three of his laser attacks. I managed to keep ahead until he had cut the Danger Room completely in half and the ceiling was falling down on us. Flames flew up around the area.
Then, those same flames came jumping to life! Drake was using Pyro's power now to attack me with the fire, which had taken the shape of a giant spider. It shot flaming webs down on me, and I was being more boxed in by the second.
I hopped out of the Danger Room, followed closely by Drake. Wolverine had been melted out of the ice, and was now following him. The spider was right on top of me.
Then, I hopped through the kitchen, and grabbed the hose on the sink. I used it to blast back the spider, evaporating it to nothing. However, Drake soon took it's place, and I was forced to retreat back out into the yard.
Immediately, the lasers locked onto me. They began to fire very quickly, and I was forced to maneuver around them. I flipped backwards, right over Drake. The lasers pummeled him and wore the armor down a lot. This only lasted a few seconds, because he vaporized them with his eyes.
What am I going to do? I wondered. This guy had every possible advantage, and I couldn't find a weakness.
Then, it came to me. I jumped and kicked the guy in the head, fully aware that it would do no damage. The only reason that I did it was because I needed the leverage for my jump.
I flew through the air, landing neatly through a mansion window. Where is it? I thought. I hopped through the mansion, searching for the controls I needed.
Then, I found it, in what looked like the old science lab. There was a computer inside, one that had files connected to every mutant ever captured listed on it. As quickly as I could, I hacked into the system, until I found the remote override for the collars. Then, I switched them off and let the magic happen.
Outside, the giant had continued to rush at me. But, it was too late now. His body was shrinking and the powers were fading, going right back to their original owners. Drake collapsed on the ground; I suppose the powers were a bit too much for his body. It looked like it was finally over.
A year has passed since then. Now, I've cleaned up my act (And my body, for that matter) and joined the X-men. In fact, I've become a professor at the Institute. Currently, I'm dating Storm, who can really live up to her nickname, if you get my drift. Wolverine and me are pretty good friends now, and play poker with Gambit and Cyclops every Saturday night.
As for the rest of the Brotherhood, they've moved on without me. Magneto even built a second Asteroid M, where he now provides shelter to all mutants who seek it. They haven't had any problems this time around. Xavier wiped clean the minds of everyone in the world, so that they would never remember the Mutant Control movement. Only Mutants remember that it ever happened.
My classes are great. I teach hand-to-hand combat, which can be useful if you don't have very offensive powers. A few girls in class seem to have a crush on me, which makes Storm a little uncomfortable. After classes, I'm also a lifeguard at the pool, which I think is a little ironic. Things couldn't get any better.
Drake grew bigger and bigger. His hair stood on end and turned white. His eyes turned red and fangs sprouted from his mouth. Black fur sprouted out of his skin, covering his entire body. Long claws emerged out of his fingers. When the transformation was complete, he let off an ear-piercing howl.
Wolverine didn't have time to stop himself. He crashed into Drake, who had erected Colossus's armor around his body. His claws didn't even leave a scratch.
I shot slime up into Drake's eyes, but he destroyed it with an optic blast, no doubt courtesy of Cyclops. Then, he raised his hands and shot two green energy blasts from them. I barely dodged, and the floor didn't make it.
Wolverine jumped up again, this time meaning to claw out our enemy's eyes, but was deflected by an ice-blast. He was stuck to the wall like an icicle.
It was all up to me. I hopped around the room, using the walls as a path. Drake followed along with all three of his laser attacks. I managed to keep ahead until he had cut the Danger Room completely in half and the ceiling was falling down on us. Flames flew up around the area.
Then, those same flames came jumping to life! Drake was using Pyro's power now to attack me with the fire, which had taken the shape of a giant spider. It shot flaming webs down on me, and I was being more boxed in by the second.
I hopped out of the Danger Room, followed closely by Drake. Wolverine had been melted out of the ice, and was now following him. The spider was right on top of me.
Then, I hopped through the kitchen, and grabbed the hose on the sink. I used it to blast back the spider, evaporating it to nothing. However, Drake soon took it's place, and I was forced to retreat back out into the yard.
Immediately, the lasers locked onto me. They began to fire very quickly, and I was forced to maneuver around them. I flipped backwards, right over Drake. The lasers pummeled him and wore the armor down a lot. This only lasted a few seconds, because he vaporized them with his eyes.
What am I going to do? I wondered. This guy had every possible advantage, and I couldn't find a weakness.
Then, it came to me. I jumped and kicked the guy in the head, fully aware that it would do no damage. The only reason that I did it was because I needed the leverage for my jump.
I flew through the air, landing neatly through a mansion window. Where is it? I thought. I hopped through the mansion, searching for the controls I needed.
Then, I found it, in what looked like the old science lab. There was a computer inside, one that had files connected to every mutant ever captured listed on it. As quickly as I could, I hacked into the system, until I found the remote override for the collars. Then, I switched them off and let the magic happen.
Outside, the giant had continued to rush at me. But, it was too late now. His body was shrinking and the powers were fading, going right back to their original owners. Drake collapsed on the ground; I suppose the powers were a bit too much for his body. It looked like it was finally over.
A year has passed since then. Now, I've cleaned up my act (And my body, for that matter) and joined the X-men. In fact, I've become a professor at the Institute. Currently, I'm dating Storm, who can really live up to her nickname, if you get my drift. Wolverine and me are pretty good friends now, and play poker with Gambit and Cyclops every Saturday night.
As for the rest of the Brotherhood, they've moved on without me. Magneto even built a second Asteroid M, where he now provides shelter to all mutants who seek it. They haven't had any problems this time around. Xavier wiped clean the minds of everyone in the world, so that they would never remember the Mutant Control movement. Only Mutants remember that it ever happened.
My classes are great. I teach hand-to-hand combat, which can be useful if you don't have very offensive powers. A few girls in class seem to have a crush on me, which makes Storm a little uncomfortable. After classes, I'm also a lifeguard at the pool, which I think is a little ironic. Things couldn't get any better.