THIS CHAPTERS SHORT BUT JUST AS GOOD.
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Chapter 23 – Burn Out
Much luck was needed to teach John anything. The boy was too tense and determined to get it on the first day that Tristian was sure he'd knock himself into a coma with all the force he was putting into it. After five tries John was sweating and out of breath, Tristian imagined he had a headache bigger than the one Rogue gave Bobby.
Tristian sat down next to John, looking around at the lush grasses and colorful flowers that lined the walls of the backyard. He'd found it a better idea to do John's practice outside of the school, it was safer that way.
"Stop trying so hard, John, you're going to kill yourself doing that," he told the teenager.
"Dammit! Why can't I get this?" he growled, opening his eyes, and leaning forward, forearms resting on his legs.
"You're gift is to manipulate fire…not create it. It won't come to you as easy."
"Rogue got hers first day," he snapped, shaking his head.
"Yes but that's because Rogue wanted to know how to control her powers, not create new ones from what she had. What you're doing is completely different and will take time," he told him. He patted John on the back. "Let's try again."
~Tristian, can I talk to you for a minute?~ a voice in his head spoke. It was Jean's.
He turned his head to look behind him and saw her and Ororo standing a few yards away. He nodded his head and looked at John. "Better yet, I think we're calling it quits for today."
John glanced at Jean and Storm. "You in trouble?"
"No, I don't think so," he told him. "Go inside with Rogue and Bobby. I'll be with you guys in a minute."
John gave one last glance at the teachers then nodded, going into the mansion.
Tristian heaved a sigh and walked over to the two women. "What's up?"
"How has the training been going with Bobby, Rogue, and Pyro?" Storm asked point blank.
He blinked, "Uh, really well actually."
"Good," Storm nodded.
Jean looked at him. "We need to go talk inside. There's something we need to ask you about."
Tristian followed the two women inside, wondering what this was all about. They went down into the basement area and into an office like room that had a large plexi glass window looking down onto an enormous dark room. A line of control panels stood in a corner that he imagined controlled the room below.
He took a seat in one of the cushioned office chairs, wondering what this was about.
Jean sighed, rubbing her eyes with one hand. "I'll make this short. We want to know if they're ready for a different kind of training."
"What do you mean by 'different'?" he questioned.
"It's the kind of training we had to go through in order to become X-Men. It shows we are ready for field battle against other mutants or forms of attack," Ororo filled in. "You've been training with them for over two weeks. As their trainer we want to know if they're ready for this session."
"What is it?"
"It's called a Danger Room session," Ororo told him.
"A Danger Room Session?" Tristian's eyes widened as he looked back and forth from Ororo to Jean. "Is that safe?"
"Yes completely," Ororo nodded.
"It doesn't sound very safe," he mumbled, slouching in the chair.
"The beams will sting if they hit you, maybe render you unconscious but no lasting damage. At the most they leave red welts and only if they hit you. We're watching you from up here."
Tristian stood and glanced through the glass window looking into the metal room below. He imagined a bunch of traps he couldn't see were hidden all over, robotic mechanics hiding beneath the flooring. "So you want me to take them in there?"
"Yes, I think they're ready for it and so are you. Besides you're not a student, we just want to see what you're capable of."
"All of us at once, or one at a time."
"The three of them together and you on your own, maybe with a partner of your choice," Jean informed him.
He nodded with a heavy sigh, thinking it over. Rogue had progressed really well and though Bobby and Pyro had problems with hand to hand combat their gifts were up to scale, "Alright, let them in. They're ready for it."
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TOLD YOU IT WOULD GET INTERESTING SOON. R&R PLEASE
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Chapter 23 – Burn Out
Much luck was needed to teach John anything. The boy was too tense and determined to get it on the first day that Tristian was sure he'd knock himself into a coma with all the force he was putting into it. After five tries John was sweating and out of breath, Tristian imagined he had a headache bigger than the one Rogue gave Bobby.
Tristian sat down next to John, looking around at the lush grasses and colorful flowers that lined the walls of the backyard. He'd found it a better idea to do John's practice outside of the school, it was safer that way.
"Stop trying so hard, John, you're going to kill yourself doing that," he told the teenager.
"Dammit! Why can't I get this?" he growled, opening his eyes, and leaning forward, forearms resting on his legs.
"You're gift is to manipulate fire…not create it. It won't come to you as easy."
"Rogue got hers first day," he snapped, shaking his head.
"Yes but that's because Rogue wanted to know how to control her powers, not create new ones from what she had. What you're doing is completely different and will take time," he told him. He patted John on the back. "Let's try again."
~Tristian, can I talk to you for a minute?~ a voice in his head spoke. It was Jean's.
He turned his head to look behind him and saw her and Ororo standing a few yards away. He nodded his head and looked at John. "Better yet, I think we're calling it quits for today."
John glanced at Jean and Storm. "You in trouble?"
"No, I don't think so," he told him. "Go inside with Rogue and Bobby. I'll be with you guys in a minute."
John gave one last glance at the teachers then nodded, going into the mansion.
Tristian heaved a sigh and walked over to the two women. "What's up?"
"How has the training been going with Bobby, Rogue, and Pyro?" Storm asked point blank.
He blinked, "Uh, really well actually."
"Good," Storm nodded.
Jean looked at him. "We need to go talk inside. There's something we need to ask you about."
Tristian followed the two women inside, wondering what this was all about. They went down into the basement area and into an office like room that had a large plexi glass window looking down onto an enormous dark room. A line of control panels stood in a corner that he imagined controlled the room below.
He took a seat in one of the cushioned office chairs, wondering what this was about.
Jean sighed, rubbing her eyes with one hand. "I'll make this short. We want to know if they're ready for a different kind of training."
"What do you mean by 'different'?" he questioned.
"It's the kind of training we had to go through in order to become X-Men. It shows we are ready for field battle against other mutants or forms of attack," Ororo filled in. "You've been training with them for over two weeks. As their trainer we want to know if they're ready for this session."
"What is it?"
"It's called a Danger Room session," Ororo told him.
"A Danger Room Session?" Tristian's eyes widened as he looked back and forth from Ororo to Jean. "Is that safe?"
"Yes completely," Ororo nodded.
"It doesn't sound very safe," he mumbled, slouching in the chair.
"The beams will sting if they hit you, maybe render you unconscious but no lasting damage. At the most they leave red welts and only if they hit you. We're watching you from up here."
Tristian stood and glanced through the glass window looking into the metal room below. He imagined a bunch of traps he couldn't see were hidden all over, robotic mechanics hiding beneath the flooring. "So you want me to take them in there?"
"Yes, I think they're ready for it and so are you. Besides you're not a student, we just want to see what you're capable of."
"All of us at once, or one at a time."
"The three of them together and you on your own, maybe with a partner of your choice," Jean informed him.
He nodded with a heavy sigh, thinking it over. Rogue had progressed really well and though Bobby and Pyro had problems with hand to hand combat their gifts were up to scale, "Alright, let them in. They're ready for it."
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TOLD YOU IT WOULD GET INTERESTING SOON. R&R PLEASE