Author's note: I don't own any of the X-men or marvel blah blah blah. You've all heard it before. Here's what's going on with my character, which I own, Fritz Jager. He has been in a story before called Ataxia only I stopped writing cause no one was reading it. He's also in another story, which is still in progress (no title yet). However, in each story, he is a bit different with different powers. I guess I am just trying things out to see which one I like best. I don't feel like changing the name cause I like Fritz Jager. SO BACK OFF! I have a sequel planned if this one goes well. So please read and review. I hope to continue this story. But I need reviews to do so. Even if you don't like it, please review so I can make if better. With that being said, on with the story. WEE!
"Welcome Fritz, I'm Professor Charles Xavier." The professor rolled across his lavishly decorated study to greet the new mutant who was standing in the doorway.
Scott patted Fritz on the back, "I've gotta go. I'll see you in and hour." Scott shut the door behind Fritz and took off down the hall.
Fritz dropped his backpack on the floor and looked around the overly large study. He wasn't used to large rooms. Sure he had a big living room and dining room in his house back in Denver, but so far, every room he had seen in this institute was bigger thna his living room. He eyed the study from wall to wall before he noticed the professor who had his hand out.
"Oh! Sorry, nice to meet you." Fritz extended his hand and shook the professor's, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"No need to apologize." Xavier rolled past Fritz towards the door. "Would you like a tour of the mansion?"
"Yeah!" Fritz turned and ran past the professor to hold the door open for him.
"Thank you," Xavier rolled out of his study and continued through the foyer. He brought Fritz to the kitchen where they found Rogue eating a bagel.
"Rogue, this is the new student, Fritz." The professor gestured to his left where Fritz was staring around the kitchen.
"Nice to meet you," Rogue shook Fritz's hand. They talked for a few minutes before Rogue left the kitchen to find something to occupy her.
"Feel free to help yourself to anything in the kitchen. It's restocked often." He led Fritz out of the kitchen and finished the tour in about thirty minutes. During the tour, Fritz had met Evan and Jean. He was told he'd meet the others later.
Xavier showed him to his room, which was closer to the end of the hall, then the front. Fritz opened the door to his new room and stepped inside followed closely be Xavier. There was a closet, a dresser, a nightstand, and a bed with a small rectangular black box on it. He walked over to the bed, laid his bag on it, and picked up the black box. Fritz noticed a small yellow X on the top left corner.
"What's this?" He turned around and eyed the professor.
"A welcome gift." The professor rolled a bit closer to get a better look. "To tell you the truth, I haven't seen it yet. Ororo takes care of that."
"Who's Ororo?" Fritz looked back at the professor and shifted his wait to one foot.
"She's another instructor here. You'll meet her soon." The professor moved closer yet again obviously anxious to see what was in the box.
Fritz turned his attention back to the small box. He lifted the top off to reveal a black uniform. He pulled it out and let the majority of the uniform fall to the ground. Everything was black except the shoulders, elbows, and knees, which were white. The white parts also seemed to be a bit more padded than the rest.
"They are truly unique," the professor said. "Each one has differences."
"Is this what I wear for the "danger room"." Fritz folded the uniform up and laid it on the bed.
"Yes. That reminds me, would you care to give the danger room a go?" Xavier headed for the door as if Fritz didn't have a choice. More of an, 'I'm telling you, you have a danger room session,' thing.
"Ah, sure. Where is it?" Fritz asked.
"I'll wait outside your door so you can change, then I'll show you." The professor rolled through the open doorway and shut the door behind him.
Fritz walked over to his bed and unzipped his bag of cloths. He quickly hung most of it up in the closet and dumped the rest in the dresser. He ripped off his blue t-shirt and tossed it on the ground. Fritz walked over to the mirror on the wall and looked at his reflection. He had light skin, short blond hair and light green eyes. He held his arms out, then flexed them a little. "I wonder if staying here will help me get into shape?" He thought. Fritz wasn't muscular, but he wasn't scrawny.
"Oh yeah!" He forgot the professor was waiting outside his door. He kicked off his black sandals and tossed his brown cargo shorts on the bed. Then he hurriedly slipped into his black and white uniform. He looked around for some shoes to wear because none came in the box with the uniform. He gave up and slipped his sandals back on before headed for the door.
Xavier was sitting patiently by the door reading a book. He looked up when Fritz came out, "it looks good on you. Ready?" He put his book in a small pouch on the side of his wheel chair.
"Thanks, ah...yeah." Fritz felt a bit weird. He wasn't used to wearing such tight clothing. Especially walking around a house he was new too.
Xavier led Fritz through the mansion, down to the sub basement, and to the danger room. The doors opened as they approached and the professor led Fritz inside the giant metal room.
"This, is the danger room," Xavier said loudly.
"...Wow," was all Fritz could come up with as he looked around the giant metal room. He looked up and saw a fairly large glass room hanging from the ceiling. Scott was up there with Rogue, Evan, and some blue kid with a tail he hadn't met before. Scott looked down at him and waved. Fritz waved back and returned his attention to the professor. "What do I do now?"
"This room can simulate any scenario you program it to run," Xavier explained. "We use if for training, as well as exercising. We always have new students run a simulation to show us what they are capable of. It helps us train you in the future." Xavier looked up at the control room, then back at Fritz. "Do you want to do this? We never force you to do anything here." Xavier said in a softer, reassuring voice.
"...ah." Fritz thought about it for a while. "What if I mess up? What if I don't do it right? What if they laugh at me?" All these thoughts were going trough his head.
"Come on Fritz! It's not that bad!" Fritz heard from a speaker above him. He looked up and saw Scott with a mic. in his hand.
"Sure, I guess." He told the professor.
"Excellent. We'll start right away." The professor looked up at Scott. "Scott, run sim. BR-63."
"You got it professor!" Scott typed something into the control panel and gave the professor a thumbs up.
"What do I do?" Fritz asked with a hint of fear in his voice.
"Just do whatever comes natural. I'd like to see what kind of choices you make." Xavier turned around and rolled out the room. Fritz saw the large metal doors close and the room went black.
Fritz heard a few beeps, and then there was a pause before the lights came back on. Only he wasn't in a room anymore. He could see the sun and sky above him. He heard shouts and cars and the hustle and bustle of a city. "This can't be right." He thought as he walked over to the edge of the concrete platform he was standing on. When he got to the edge he knew something was wrong. He was standing on the rooftop of a building, in downtown New York or what looked like downtown New York. He didn't know what was wrong, but this didn't feel real.
"Wait, the professor said this room simulates scenarios, right? So this means I'm still inside." He bent down to feel the concrete roof. Sure enough, it was cool to the touch like metal. "I'm so smart." He thought.
Fritz took a closer look over the edge and heard an ear piercing sound. Kind of like an alarm. He looked around and saw a black van pulled up in front of a bank. Men were coming out and others were going in carrying large brown bags. "Whatever come natural. Alright, lets get this over with."
Fritz looked around the top of the building but couldn't find any means to get to the bottom. No staircase, no ladder, no nothing. "Fuck, I hate this part," he thought as he kicked off his sandals. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes.
Fritz groaned as his skin darkened to a deep crimson. His pinky and ring fingers grew together to form one finger. Then his fingers hardened, thickened and became razor sharp talons. He moaned again as his legs shifted and formed another set of joints becoming digitigrades. His toes grew together to form three toes, and they also became razor sharp talons like his hands.
He wrapped his arms around his sides and knelt to the ground before two large membranous wings ripped through his uniform and stretched to their full length. At the same time, a thick tail also ripped through his uniform. Fritz clutched his head, while his ears became pointed. His hair grew until it reached the middle of his back and changed to a snowy white. He grew two long horns on his forehead that curved back slightly. Finally his mouth elongated and became a beak/snout with many sharp teeth.
Scott, Rogue, Evan, Jean, Kurt, and Logan all stared in aw at Fritz's hunched over body. He stood up slowly and let out a loud growl before rolling his head around a couple of times. Then without further delay, he ran and jumped off the side of the building spreading his wings only to wobble in the air and fall to the roof of the closest building with a heavy thud. Fritz made it from roof top to roof top until he got to the ground level, then he ran on all fours to the bank robbery.
All the mutants in the control room looked over at Xavier and Ororo for details on Fritz's mutation. "Well?" Evan asked impatiently. "What the hell kind of mutation is that!?"
"Evan! Language." Storm scolded.
"Sorry auntie O." Evan lowered his head so he couldn't meet his aunt's gaze.
"I would have to classify Fritz as an advanced mutate, or metamorph. Like beast, only he has the power to control his mutation." Xavier typed a few things into the consol in front of him and it brought up statistics and vital signs of Fritz. Xavier studied them for a moment before continuing. "He has phenomenal strength. His whole anatomy is built for speed and flight. He has almost no body fat and possesses greater proportionate muscle strength than normal." Xavier rubbed his chin and pulled up a new page on the computer.
"His eye sight is pretty much perfect day and night, and his tail is prehensile." The professor once again opened another page and read from it. "He has gained 3 inches in height and almost 60 pounds. About half of his weight gain is from his wings and tail, the other half is muscle gain. His talons are extremely hard and extremely sharp. I wouldn't be surprised if he could leave marks in steel." Scott whistled at this statement.
The professor read a bit faster because he was almost done. "He now weighs 210 pounds and is 6ft. tall. He out weighs you Scott." Xavier said in a joking manner.
"I'm impressed," Scott said as he looked back down at Fritz. Fritz had already cleared out the men in the van, a little less subtly than Scott or the others would have done it. One of the vans windows was broken, it had a flat tire or two, the driver side door was laying on the ground, and there was a fairly large dent in one side. "Nice," Scott muttered. Fritz ran out of the building to take cover behind the busted up van as two men came chasing after him with automatic weapons.
Fritz ducked behind the van he had recently "destroyed". The two men he was running from stopped in the door way and opened fire on the van. He finally decided he had had enough, so he jumped out around the side of the van and threw a hubcap at one of them like a Frisbee.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Like, is that the new kid?" Fritz heard from above. He was so busy looking for the voice that he didn't notice the black truck until it was too late. The truck ran into him head on which sent him flying back into the wall of the bank. He tried to pull himself back up, but was too weak and sank back to the ground.
The simulation stopped and Fritz began the painful transformation back to his normal self. Lucky for him he was slightly unconscious.
The danger room doors opened and the other mutants walked in talking about Fritz's sim. Fritz found the energy to stand up but was helped by Scott and Kurt who both gave him a shoulder to lean on.
"Hey Fritz man, you were supposed to catch the bank robbers," Scott said sarcastically.
"Yeah well I was too busy being shot at to get around to it," Fritz said with a grin.
After Scott and Kurt helped him stand on his own Fritz walked over to the corner where he had kicked his sandals and slipped them on. Kitty came running up to him with here hands behind her back. "Hey, I'm Kitty." She extended her hand and Fritz shook it.
"Ah...damn." He mentally kicked himself for forgetting his name.
"That's Fritz," Scott put in.
Kitty giggled a little. "Sorry about messing you up back there, I like didn't know the mic. was on." She said honestly.
"Yeah—no problem," Fritz avoided looking directly into her eyes. "Fuck! I can't believe I messed up in front of her." He looked at her quickly before looking away again. "She's really hot. Fuck!" He thought to himself.
"Well done Fritz," Xavier said as he rolled up next to him.
"Yeah good job kid," Logan said gruffly. "By the way, I'm Logan." Logan extended his hand and shook Fritz's.
"And I'm Ororo," Storm made herself obvious and shook Fritz hand too.
"Nice to meet you both." Fritz said trying to remember his manners.
"I'm sorry to say that we can't seem to find a codename that suites you." Xavier said as if he failed Fritz.
"What about Fritz?" Fritz asked as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.
"You wouldn't mind not having a codename?" Xavier asked.
"One name is hard enough to remember." Fritz said bluntly.
"It's settled then." Logan cut in. "Let me be the first to officially welcome you to the X-Men."
Author's note: Sorry it was so long. I wanted to get most of the introduction and crap out of the way so I can start the plot in the next chapter or two. Remember, please review.