The Second chapter beckons! Last time our young friend finally found
someone to help him with his problem. Now, we'll see just how
troublesome this boy can truly be.
Chapter 2: One Man Army
After reading the minds of the other people and sending them back to
the audience embaressed at what they were thinking, the boy finally
got his turn. He began to focus his thoughts so Jean would see
everything that had happened in the last few hours.A look of
disbelief and horror came upon her face.
"I think I'll need to speak with you in private."
The crowd oohed at the remark. She let a massive mindwipe upon the
crowd so that no one would remember the events. "Alright, now you
follow me and try to keep up."
She began to exit into the ally and signaled the X-men that she was
ready to be picked up, she also mentally warned them of the extra
luggage.
- 15 minutes later, aboard the Blackbird -
"So your the X-men?"
"A small portion," replied Kurt. The present passengers were Kurt,
Jean, Scott, Warren, and Bobby.
"Well, I must say your quite the assortment."
"Yeah, well they get the job done," Jean said, eyeing Scott like she
usually did.
"So when are we going to get there?"
Right about now, a voice echoed in their heads, scaring Calvin
half to death. You are to get this Jet back now Scott!
"Yes, Professor," Jean giggled at his stupid idea.
- 20 minutes later at the mansion -
"Here's your room. Right across from where Henry use to sleep.
Expect Ororo every so often."
He quickly looked around the room, finding clothes already
in the droors. They surprisingly fit him as well. He didn't
bother wearing any. His back had been sore all the way to the
institute, and was now spreading down and hurting his waste as well.
"Maybe somebody knows a good massage therapist. This is really
starting to feel like the time I landed on one of those wooden
posts at school."
"Did somebody say massage?" Kitty phased through the wall to get
a look at the new student. He was what she expected, another jock.
But, there was something different about him. Something that
seemed to make him kinda cute.
"Why does everyone have powers like that?"
"Like what?"
"Stuff that can scare the crap out of me!"
"Oh, sorry. Guess I should have warned you," she giggled.
"Too late now," his back was now on fire. He felt like he was
in an alien movie and the parasite was about to burst out. "So do
you think you can do something about my back?"
"Maybe... Lay down and take your shirt off."
He did so and she began to work at his back.
"What'd you do to it? I'd swear something was growing inside of you
if I didn't know better."
She continued to work on his back when it happened.
"HOLY SHIT!" She screamed as she jumped backwards and hit her head
against the wall, too shocked to try and phase through. Two large,
bat-like wings had erupted from his back, as well as a tail similar
to Kurt's.
"What? What happened?" he thought she was still on his back, not
being used to the weight of wings.
Kitty tried to contact the professor, or someone, who might be able
to help. Jean was the first to hear and arrive.
"So you have wings, too? How many other tricks do you have up your
sleave?"
"I don't know! I don't even know how I got these!"
"We're taking you to the lab."
- Minutes later, below the mansion -
"It appears that he has wings similar to Angel's, but different in
appearance," stated the professor as looked at the read out.
"Yes. There also seems to be something developing behind his eyes,"
Jean added. "Perhaps a tumor?"
As if right on cue, a large ray erupts from the capsule holding
Calvin.
"Calvin! Close your eyes!" Jean shouted, finally figuring out
exactly what Calvin's true power was.
Calvin did as he was told and was blinded for a while. Eventually
Jean told him he could open his eyes. He was now fitted with a visor
similar to Scott's.
"So what am I?" Calvin asked, fearing that he already knew the
answer.
"Your a mimic. You can copy the abilities of other mutants around
you. This is why you can communicate with us telepathically. Your
wings appear to be a combination of Warren an Kurt. So you can
probably teleport just like Kurt as well. It appears you got
something from Bobby too," she giggled as she handed him a mirror.
He looked into it to see that his face had gone a pale blue and
every exhale of breath appeared as a small fog.
"You're going to have to go train immediately. We've never been
confronted with a mutant of your magnitude, and had never planned on
it. We don't want you going out there and killing yourself with
all that power."
Like it? I thought it sounded good to end it as he's about to train
with his new abilities. If I had a scanner, I would e-mail anyone
who asked a copy of some drawing for him. Basically, he looks more
demonic than Nightcrawler. Almost bad enough to have to live with
the morlocks hint hint. Next chapter will be up soon.
someone to help him with his problem. Now, we'll see just how
troublesome this boy can truly be.
Chapter 2: One Man Army
After reading the minds of the other people and sending them back to
the audience embaressed at what they were thinking, the boy finally
got his turn. He began to focus his thoughts so Jean would see
everything that had happened in the last few hours.A look of
disbelief and horror came upon her face.
"I think I'll need to speak with you in private."
The crowd oohed at the remark. She let a massive mindwipe upon the
crowd so that no one would remember the events. "Alright, now you
follow me and try to keep up."
She began to exit into the ally and signaled the X-men that she was
ready to be picked up, she also mentally warned them of the extra
luggage.
- 15 minutes later, aboard the Blackbird -
"So your the X-men?"
"A small portion," replied Kurt. The present passengers were Kurt,
Jean, Scott, Warren, and Bobby.
"Well, I must say your quite the assortment."
"Yeah, well they get the job done," Jean said, eyeing Scott like she
usually did.
"So when are we going to get there?"
Right about now, a voice echoed in their heads, scaring Calvin
half to death. You are to get this Jet back now Scott!
"Yes, Professor," Jean giggled at his stupid idea.
- 20 minutes later at the mansion -
"Here's your room. Right across from where Henry use to sleep.
Expect Ororo every so often."
He quickly looked around the room, finding clothes already
in the droors. They surprisingly fit him as well. He didn't
bother wearing any. His back had been sore all the way to the
institute, and was now spreading down and hurting his waste as well.
"Maybe somebody knows a good massage therapist. This is really
starting to feel like the time I landed on one of those wooden
posts at school."
"Did somebody say massage?" Kitty phased through the wall to get
a look at the new student. He was what she expected, another jock.
But, there was something different about him. Something that
seemed to make him kinda cute.
"Why does everyone have powers like that?"
"Like what?"
"Stuff that can scare the crap out of me!"
"Oh, sorry. Guess I should have warned you," she giggled.
"Too late now," his back was now on fire. He felt like he was
in an alien movie and the parasite was about to burst out. "So do
you think you can do something about my back?"
"Maybe... Lay down and take your shirt off."
He did so and she began to work at his back.
"What'd you do to it? I'd swear something was growing inside of you
if I didn't know better."
She continued to work on his back when it happened.
"HOLY SHIT!" She screamed as she jumped backwards and hit her head
against the wall, too shocked to try and phase through. Two large,
bat-like wings had erupted from his back, as well as a tail similar
to Kurt's.
"What? What happened?" he thought she was still on his back, not
being used to the weight of wings.
Kitty tried to contact the professor, or someone, who might be able
to help. Jean was the first to hear and arrive.
"So you have wings, too? How many other tricks do you have up your
sleave?"
"I don't know! I don't even know how I got these!"
"We're taking you to the lab."
- Minutes later, below the mansion -
"It appears that he has wings similar to Angel's, but different in
appearance," stated the professor as looked at the read out.
"Yes. There also seems to be something developing behind his eyes,"
Jean added. "Perhaps a tumor?"
As if right on cue, a large ray erupts from the capsule holding
Calvin.
"Calvin! Close your eyes!" Jean shouted, finally figuring out
exactly what Calvin's true power was.
Calvin did as he was told and was blinded for a while. Eventually
Jean told him he could open his eyes. He was now fitted with a visor
similar to Scott's.
"So what am I?" Calvin asked, fearing that he already knew the
answer.
"Your a mimic. You can copy the abilities of other mutants around
you. This is why you can communicate with us telepathically. Your
wings appear to be a combination of Warren an Kurt. So you can
probably teleport just like Kurt as well. It appears you got
something from Bobby too," she giggled as she handed him a mirror.
He looked into it to see that his face had gone a pale blue and
every exhale of breath appeared as a small fog.
"You're going to have to go train immediately. We've never been
confronted with a mutant of your magnitude, and had never planned on
it. We don't want you going out there and killing yourself with
all that power."
Like it? I thought it sounded good to end it as he's about to train
with his new abilities. If I had a scanner, I would e-mail anyone
who asked a copy of some drawing for him. Basically, he looks more
demonic than Nightcrawler. Almost bad enough to have to live with
the morlocks hint hint. Next chapter will be up soon.