Words to Readers: If everyone continues to review, I will continue to
write. This is going to be an epic, I mean REALLY long, or at least that's
what I'm hoping. I'm having some crucial issues going on in my life right
now, but I'm going to try an update an all my conveniences, be they good or
bad. Who knows, if this goes well (though this ff might take a while) I
might write a Bulma/Vegeta epic. I LOVE them.
Disclaimer: Yahda Yahda, don't own X-Men, don't own those names up there, Bulma/Vegeta don't belong to me. They belong to the authors, whatever on to the story.
Shout Outs: Big Ups to DredsongsDagger for being the 1st person to review my story. And what a review, please don't get me full of myself Tress. I see your point with Remy/Iris, and if you would like to see them that much, and since you were the 1st person to review, maybe just maybe when I'm finish, I'll do a quick fic with them. Also much love to goddess123452003, escape5 (your review made me cry!), Musiqboy, and PinkandBrunette for those great reviews. I really appreciate the things you wrote. I will try to update every Sunday, but if I can get some chapters in earlier of course I will.
Chapter 4: Comprehensive Knowledge
It had been a month since Iris had been written into her classes, and though she still got the odd looks, she was enjoying her classes, her few friends, and most of all Logan, Ororo, and Remy thoroughly. Ororo taught history, Scott taught mechanics (dealing with cars, motorcycles etc.), and Jean taught mathematics. Ororo and Jean would fluctuate between English classes, Remy taught her how to party and drink until the clubs would close, the bars were dry and they were out of cash, and Logan taught her even more attitude than she already had. On this particular day, she was headed to Pro. X's office to talk to him about some class additions she was thinking about. She wanted to add a self-defense class, as well as a special class for mutants like Bobby and John, to teach them how to harness their power to its full potential, but who to do it? Before she could get far, she was stopped by a group of girls that she hadn't gotten along with during her stay. They were Eliz, Courtney, and Brittany, all dressed in their usually prep/slut clothing. She didn't feel like it today.
"What an unpleasant surprise. Wouldn't you say freak?" Eliz purred viciously, as the other two laughed. Everyone knew Eliz was the head leader and the other two were tag alongs.
Iris frowned and waved a dismissive hand, while placing her other on her hip.
"Oh forgive me. I forgot you couldn't speak for yourself freak." Brittany said while snickering.
Iris went to walk by, but stopped as she felt Eliz throw up her invisible barrier. If she didn't have the control she did, she would have run into it. She turned around and glared through her shades. Iris saw the girl visible shake.
"Please don't look at me with those horrid eyes. They are scaring me, they are so ugly. You better not take those shades off." Eliz said, while shaking and emphasizing her point.
Iris had tried to control herself, but too late. Her fist began glowing gold, as she made her energy surround them. She was ready for a good slaughter.
"Save that for the tournament freak." Courtney said in her slightly British tongue, and quite angry.
Iris would have not complied, but her curiosity was quirked by the word "tournament". No matter what happened she loved fighting.
Iris looked slightly curious.
"Poor freak. Ugly and ignorant, it is not a good combination. Once a year Professor Xavier holds a tournament to see how all of our powers are faring, and developing. There are multiply categories in the fight ranging from mental power to grace in fighting."
Iris shook her head vigorously.
"Silly rabbit. The Professor and Professor Jean are the host of this tournament. Using their mental capacity, they have created a totally simulated split world for this tournament. They created so that nothing the government, spies etc. can pick it up, so we are safe." Eliz finished her explanation leaning against the wall.
Iris shook her head understanding, and glided past them coolly.
"See you at the tournament." Eliz taunted.
Iris threw her hand over her shoulder, and politely gave her a "fuck you." She continued on her way to her destination. As she walked through the walls, she realized that she made no noise while walking. She began making slight noises every now and again, to let anyone know she was coming.
*Why am I so different?* Iris thought off handedly.
When she made it to the entrance to Pro. X's door, it was already open.
She walked in and smiled.
"Good afternoon Iris, how have your classes been going? Well I hope."
Iris came and gave him a slight hug around his shoulders, and kissed his forehead. She pulled up a chair and sat next to him.
"So you have come to discuss some important things on your mind, I think." Charles said, with his head leaning on his hand.
Iris nodded in agreement.
He pulled out an elegant purple feather felt pen, and some paper.
"Your favorite writing utensils Iris." Charles smiled kindly, while handing her the materials.
"Please let me know what's on your mind Iris."
Iris grabbed the pen, and began writing. Professor Charles could never get enough of her elegant handwriting. He had never seen handwriting such as hers. Just when he had thought that maybe it could be Old English or French Script, he would look at it closely and know that he assumptions were incorrect. He looked as her hand glided quickly, but very effectively across the paper.
Iris loved writing, but she had not really noticed until now how different her handwriting was, hell she didn't even know were she had learned to write. Charles looked as the words formed, and she soon handed him the paper, which said:
My classes have been going very well, and I am enjoying myself completely Pro. X. I am here hoping to get some answers. I was wondering if you would consider placing some additional classes to our schedules. One being a class of self-defense, which I have no suitable idea, why we do not have one of these already. The other being a specialty class for the mutants like Bobby and John. I was hoping that this class would provide them with the skills such as extreme self-control, and going to the limits of their powers without hurting themselves. I was also hoping to learn more about this tournament that I heard about while journeying here.
The Professor read over the paper, as if giving his quick mind time to really process the questions and suggestions.
"I have been considering adding a self-defense class for some time, and now you are reinforcing it, so I will get to that right away. Concerning your second class, I will truly consider it.
Suddenly, Ororo walked in with a stack of papers, followed by Logan, Scott, and Jean. Scott still felt uncomfortable around Iris, and Jean still had a grudge that became deeper by the minute. Ororo, though the girl was obviously not a 'girl', still felt the need to protect her; as well Logan felt the same way.
"Good afternoon everyone." Professor said, laying Iris' paper down.
Everyone said their hellos and took seats or stood. Ororo sat next to Iris and gave her a warm smile, which was returned.
"I am glad you are here Iris. We are here to discuss you, so you would do well to stay." Ororo said though really speaking to Charles.
Iris quirked and eyebrow while taking off her glasses.
"Yeah kid. Heard ya been doin good in ya classes, so everyone's here ta congratulate ya." Logan walked over to stand by her side in the chair looking like a protective father. Iris looked up and smirked. She really did enjoy Logan's company, and his attitude as well.
"Professor, Iris has some unusual potential with mechanics." Scott walked to the Professor and gave him three sketches of two motorcycles and a car.
"These sketches show remarkable detail and a talent that I have not seen before. At first I thought that these sorts of mechanics were impossible, but Iris showed me it could be done. Everyone, Iris made a vast improvement on the X Jet. She created technology that made the X Jet completely invisible, and now even quieter than before. She also created two missiles. These missiles are fueled by her ...umm...different power." Scott finished his speech, looked at Iris, and realized she was smiling at him. Maybe just maybe she wasn't so bad, maybe.
"Well Iris, it seems you have a lot of different talents we do not know about." Charles said while smiling.
"Yes, well I was also stunned at her comprehensive knowledge about our history. Not just our history, but world history, as well as ancient history! Things about ancient history that are not written, but things she proved with the seemingly, easiest of knowledge. It is quite mind aching that she could answer questions that have not yet been answered by professionals all over the world, but when you hear some of the detailed explanations she offers, and you really think, they make since." Ororo had said all of this in a sort of rush, still surprised by Iris' utter and comprehensively raw knowledge.
"My goodness! Well it seems we have a little genius in our mist. And Jean, how has he been going in your class?
"Quite well Professor. She has a seemingly natural knack for math. She has come up with a few comprehensive equations." It seemed to everyone Jean was flattering Iris, but her and Iris knew better.
"Iris was here discussing adding some new classes to the schedule. A self- defense class, and a "special class", for our mutants like Bobby and John. Further discussions will be needed to verify this particular class, but I think it is time for that self-defense class. Who would teach it I wonder." Charles wondered while looking at Logan, but then thinking other wise.
*He might scare the younger children. He does not have a teacher kind of temper. *
"Well Iris ya seem ta have made a good enough adjustment here. I'll see ya all later." Logan began walking toward the door.
Before Ororo could think she asked calmly, "Where are you going Logan?"
Logan turned around and smirked, while his eyes said something else...something only Ororo was aware of, but had yet to know what it was. "Headed to the danger room darlin."
"Logan."
"Yeah Ro?" He knew she had said his name because he had called her darlin. If they were anywhere else, he would have started an argument. Here she needed to maintain her position. If it were anyone other than Ro, he would have said to hell with the position, but he didn't want to make her mad at him. He turned to leave. Iris followed after him.
"Iris did you not want to talk about the tournament?" Charles called after her.
She ran back and wrote a quick note:
Professor, I know I was suppose to stay and talk, but I do hope you do not mind that I go with Logan. I expect a written review of this tournament to pick up later.
"You are a demanding one, you know that Iris, but that is why I like you. You can expect to have that review by days end."
Iris hugged Ororo and Professor Charles, nodded to Scott, sent Jean a thought that said "bitch", and turned to leave with Logan.
"Well kid, ya and me are gonna go at it. That fine wit ya?"
Iris laughed and pushed him slightly. Logan threw his hand leisurely around her tiny waste (not making in sexual contact, just having his wrist rest on her hip) and they walked out.
Everyone talked for about 15 more minutes, but soon they left Charles office, all having papers to grade. As Ororo went towards her room, and Scott and Jean went towards the kitchen, Scott looked at his watch.
"It's getting late Jean. Already 6:00."
But Scott's words fell to deaf ears as Jean was thinking about how much she disliked Iris. That bitch constantly stood her up in her class, had everyone on her side, and know was making moves on Logan. "Jean." Logan was HER'S to make moves on!! She had never had violent tendencies or a violent nature, but ever since the day she came, she had not liked her (and the fact she had really done a job on her). "Jean." She had to stay in that bubble she had created for a long time.
"Jean!" Scott said for a third time.
"Oh! Yes Scott."
"Are you okay Jeannie?" Scott asked while putting his hand around her shoulder.
"Yes Scott. I was only thinking about something rather important.
"What." Scott coaxed.
"Nothing for you to concern yourself about honey. Come on I'm hungry," Jean, said smiling and grabbing his hand.
*I'll find a way to make her pay *
Oooh! What can Jeannie be thinking to get back at Iris? What is this tournament all about that was recently brought to Iris' attention? Why does Iris know these things about ancient history that Ororo is so shocked about? When the hell does Neo come into the picture? All it will be explained in later chapters!
-Sho-Mesha
Disclaimer: Yahda Yahda, don't own X-Men, don't own those names up there, Bulma/Vegeta don't belong to me. They belong to the authors, whatever on to the story.
Shout Outs: Big Ups to DredsongsDagger for being the 1st person to review my story. And what a review, please don't get me full of myself Tress. I see your point with Remy/Iris, and if you would like to see them that much, and since you were the 1st person to review, maybe just maybe when I'm finish, I'll do a quick fic with them. Also much love to goddess123452003, escape5 (your review made me cry!), Musiqboy, and PinkandBrunette for those great reviews. I really appreciate the things you wrote. I will try to update every Sunday, but if I can get some chapters in earlier of course I will.
Chapter 4: Comprehensive Knowledge
It had been a month since Iris had been written into her classes, and though she still got the odd looks, she was enjoying her classes, her few friends, and most of all Logan, Ororo, and Remy thoroughly. Ororo taught history, Scott taught mechanics (dealing with cars, motorcycles etc.), and Jean taught mathematics. Ororo and Jean would fluctuate between English classes, Remy taught her how to party and drink until the clubs would close, the bars were dry and they were out of cash, and Logan taught her even more attitude than she already had. On this particular day, she was headed to Pro. X's office to talk to him about some class additions she was thinking about. She wanted to add a self-defense class, as well as a special class for mutants like Bobby and John, to teach them how to harness their power to its full potential, but who to do it? Before she could get far, she was stopped by a group of girls that she hadn't gotten along with during her stay. They were Eliz, Courtney, and Brittany, all dressed in their usually prep/slut clothing. She didn't feel like it today.
"What an unpleasant surprise. Wouldn't you say freak?" Eliz purred viciously, as the other two laughed. Everyone knew Eliz was the head leader and the other two were tag alongs.
Iris frowned and waved a dismissive hand, while placing her other on her hip.
"Oh forgive me. I forgot you couldn't speak for yourself freak." Brittany said while snickering.
Iris went to walk by, but stopped as she felt Eliz throw up her invisible barrier. If she didn't have the control she did, she would have run into it. She turned around and glared through her shades. Iris saw the girl visible shake.
"Please don't look at me with those horrid eyes. They are scaring me, they are so ugly. You better not take those shades off." Eliz said, while shaking and emphasizing her point.
Iris had tried to control herself, but too late. Her fist began glowing gold, as she made her energy surround them. She was ready for a good slaughter.
"Save that for the tournament freak." Courtney said in her slightly British tongue, and quite angry.
Iris would have not complied, but her curiosity was quirked by the word "tournament". No matter what happened she loved fighting.
Iris looked slightly curious.
"Poor freak. Ugly and ignorant, it is not a good combination. Once a year Professor Xavier holds a tournament to see how all of our powers are faring, and developing. There are multiply categories in the fight ranging from mental power to grace in fighting."
Iris shook her head vigorously.
"Silly rabbit. The Professor and Professor Jean are the host of this tournament. Using their mental capacity, they have created a totally simulated split world for this tournament. They created so that nothing the government, spies etc. can pick it up, so we are safe." Eliz finished her explanation leaning against the wall.
Iris shook her head understanding, and glided past them coolly.
"See you at the tournament." Eliz taunted.
Iris threw her hand over her shoulder, and politely gave her a "fuck you." She continued on her way to her destination. As she walked through the walls, she realized that she made no noise while walking. She began making slight noises every now and again, to let anyone know she was coming.
*Why am I so different?* Iris thought off handedly.
When she made it to the entrance to Pro. X's door, it was already open.
She walked in and smiled.
"Good afternoon Iris, how have your classes been going? Well I hope."
Iris came and gave him a slight hug around his shoulders, and kissed his forehead. She pulled up a chair and sat next to him.
"So you have come to discuss some important things on your mind, I think." Charles said, with his head leaning on his hand.
Iris nodded in agreement.
He pulled out an elegant purple feather felt pen, and some paper.
"Your favorite writing utensils Iris." Charles smiled kindly, while handing her the materials.
"Please let me know what's on your mind Iris."
Iris grabbed the pen, and began writing. Professor Charles could never get enough of her elegant handwriting. He had never seen handwriting such as hers. Just when he had thought that maybe it could be Old English or French Script, he would look at it closely and know that he assumptions were incorrect. He looked as her hand glided quickly, but very effectively across the paper.
Iris loved writing, but she had not really noticed until now how different her handwriting was, hell she didn't even know were she had learned to write. Charles looked as the words formed, and she soon handed him the paper, which said:
My classes have been going very well, and I am enjoying myself completely Pro. X. I am here hoping to get some answers. I was wondering if you would consider placing some additional classes to our schedules. One being a class of self-defense, which I have no suitable idea, why we do not have one of these already. The other being a specialty class for the mutants like Bobby and John. I was hoping that this class would provide them with the skills such as extreme self-control, and going to the limits of their powers without hurting themselves. I was also hoping to learn more about this tournament that I heard about while journeying here.
The Professor read over the paper, as if giving his quick mind time to really process the questions and suggestions.
"I have been considering adding a self-defense class for some time, and now you are reinforcing it, so I will get to that right away. Concerning your second class, I will truly consider it.
Suddenly, Ororo walked in with a stack of papers, followed by Logan, Scott, and Jean. Scott still felt uncomfortable around Iris, and Jean still had a grudge that became deeper by the minute. Ororo, though the girl was obviously not a 'girl', still felt the need to protect her; as well Logan felt the same way.
"Good afternoon everyone." Professor said, laying Iris' paper down.
Everyone said their hellos and took seats or stood. Ororo sat next to Iris and gave her a warm smile, which was returned.
"I am glad you are here Iris. We are here to discuss you, so you would do well to stay." Ororo said though really speaking to Charles.
Iris quirked and eyebrow while taking off her glasses.
"Yeah kid. Heard ya been doin good in ya classes, so everyone's here ta congratulate ya." Logan walked over to stand by her side in the chair looking like a protective father. Iris looked up and smirked. She really did enjoy Logan's company, and his attitude as well.
"Professor, Iris has some unusual potential with mechanics." Scott walked to the Professor and gave him three sketches of two motorcycles and a car.
"These sketches show remarkable detail and a talent that I have not seen before. At first I thought that these sorts of mechanics were impossible, but Iris showed me it could be done. Everyone, Iris made a vast improvement on the X Jet. She created technology that made the X Jet completely invisible, and now even quieter than before. She also created two missiles. These missiles are fueled by her ...umm...different power." Scott finished his speech, looked at Iris, and realized she was smiling at him. Maybe just maybe she wasn't so bad, maybe.
"Well Iris, it seems you have a lot of different talents we do not know about." Charles said while smiling.
"Yes, well I was also stunned at her comprehensive knowledge about our history. Not just our history, but world history, as well as ancient history! Things about ancient history that are not written, but things she proved with the seemingly, easiest of knowledge. It is quite mind aching that she could answer questions that have not yet been answered by professionals all over the world, but when you hear some of the detailed explanations she offers, and you really think, they make since." Ororo had said all of this in a sort of rush, still surprised by Iris' utter and comprehensively raw knowledge.
"My goodness! Well it seems we have a little genius in our mist. And Jean, how has he been going in your class?
"Quite well Professor. She has a seemingly natural knack for math. She has come up with a few comprehensive equations." It seemed to everyone Jean was flattering Iris, but her and Iris knew better.
"Iris was here discussing adding some new classes to the schedule. A self- defense class, and a "special class", for our mutants like Bobby and John. Further discussions will be needed to verify this particular class, but I think it is time for that self-defense class. Who would teach it I wonder." Charles wondered while looking at Logan, but then thinking other wise.
*He might scare the younger children. He does not have a teacher kind of temper. *
"Well Iris ya seem ta have made a good enough adjustment here. I'll see ya all later." Logan began walking toward the door.
Before Ororo could think she asked calmly, "Where are you going Logan?"
Logan turned around and smirked, while his eyes said something else...something only Ororo was aware of, but had yet to know what it was. "Headed to the danger room darlin."
"Logan."
"Yeah Ro?" He knew she had said his name because he had called her darlin. If they were anywhere else, he would have started an argument. Here she needed to maintain her position. If it were anyone other than Ro, he would have said to hell with the position, but he didn't want to make her mad at him. He turned to leave. Iris followed after him.
"Iris did you not want to talk about the tournament?" Charles called after her.
She ran back and wrote a quick note:
Professor, I know I was suppose to stay and talk, but I do hope you do not mind that I go with Logan. I expect a written review of this tournament to pick up later.
"You are a demanding one, you know that Iris, but that is why I like you. You can expect to have that review by days end."
Iris hugged Ororo and Professor Charles, nodded to Scott, sent Jean a thought that said "bitch", and turned to leave with Logan.
"Well kid, ya and me are gonna go at it. That fine wit ya?"
Iris laughed and pushed him slightly. Logan threw his hand leisurely around her tiny waste (not making in sexual contact, just having his wrist rest on her hip) and they walked out.
Everyone talked for about 15 more minutes, but soon they left Charles office, all having papers to grade. As Ororo went towards her room, and Scott and Jean went towards the kitchen, Scott looked at his watch.
"It's getting late Jean. Already 6:00."
But Scott's words fell to deaf ears as Jean was thinking about how much she disliked Iris. That bitch constantly stood her up in her class, had everyone on her side, and know was making moves on Logan. "Jean." Logan was HER'S to make moves on!! She had never had violent tendencies or a violent nature, but ever since the day she came, she had not liked her (and the fact she had really done a job on her). "Jean." She had to stay in that bubble she had created for a long time.
"Jean!" Scott said for a third time.
"Oh! Yes Scott."
"Are you okay Jeannie?" Scott asked while putting his hand around her shoulder.
"Yes Scott. I was only thinking about something rather important.
"What." Scott coaxed.
"Nothing for you to concern yourself about honey. Come on I'm hungry," Jean, said smiling and grabbing his hand.
*I'll find a way to make her pay *
Oooh! What can Jeannie be thinking to get back at Iris? What is this tournament all about that was recently brought to Iris' attention? Why does Iris know these things about ancient history that Ororo is so shocked about? When the hell does Neo come into the picture? All it will be explained in later chapters!
-Sho-Mesha