A.N. So sorry for the long wait! I had motivational issues... I was tired and didn't want to write the chapter, then I also had writers block and yeah... But you don't want to hear my excuses (I'm sorry guys! I'm sorry!) you want to read the chapter! (Which I hope is okay)

Normally I would run after crying girls, or boys for that matter, lets not bring sexism into this, but seeing what she did to me the last time I tried to speak to her, well... Yeah... So instead I decide to go and get breakfast. Very reasonable of me.

After stuffing myself full of eggs and bacon and other items of an edible nature, the Professor's voice sounds in my head.

"Martin, your stuff is in he foyer for you. Kurt and Bobby will help you bring it up. " I jump, nearly spilling a glass of apple juice down my front. I really need to get used to that.

I think back "Umm, thanks Professor, I'll be right there." Getting up I head to the foyer. Kurt and Bobby are mysteriously already there. Oh, right, I mustn't be the only one who hears voices in this place.

"Hey guys, ready to help me-" I notice my cat hissing in a cage... In a cage... My cat... Jeremy... In a cage... WHAT?! "JEREMY!" I run to him, my poor entrapped darling. "Jeremy! Oh my poor baby!" I take him out and he buries his face into my neck. "Who did this to you, hmm? Oh, you poor boo! Was it those big bad X-men? Did they kidnap you? Did they take your yarn away?" He meows, "They did? Aww, they're meanies aren't they?" I scratch under his chin and he hisses at Kurt. "Yeah, I don't like them either, they kidnapped me too." I scratch behind his ear. "Don't worry, I'll get them back for you." I glare at Kurt and Bobby who were once again attempting to hide their laughter. "I bet you were really frightened?" He meows again. "Yeah... Come on, let's get you up to my room. Kurt, get my bags!" I walk up to my room, my arms wrapped protectively around Jeremy.

After I unpack, comfort Jeremy and give him a pillow to destroy, I'm summoned to the Professor's office.

"Ahh, good morning, Martin. Please take a seat." He says, gesturing to a chair as I come in. I take the offered chair, sitting down.

"I hope you're fitting in well?" he asks, sounding suitably concerned, a lot like my grandfather, actually.

I nod, "Yeah, people are nice enough, if a little immature" I reply, remembering Kurt and Bobby's prank. I could be patient in my revenge, hit them when their guard is down. All the best comebacks have their victims looking over their shoulder for weeks to come.

"Good, good. Now about schooling, you wouldn't mind going to the local high school, Bayville? It's only a short drive away so you can catch a lift with Scott."

"Oh, sure. That'd be fine, I guess." Ugh, school.

"Thank you Martin. Oh, by the way, Dr McCoy is looking for you. That will be all."

I leave the professors office, suitably bummed out by the reminder of school, though a little enthused by possible answers.

Time Skip! (Bling)

Finally, after analyzing all the results that he had gotten from poking, zapping and studying me for two hours, Beast finally felt that he could give me a detailed analysis of my powers. Woo!

"Well, I have some good news and some bad news for you Martin" Hold on, bad news? What could possibly be bad about indestructibility? I'll never have to suffer a stubbed toe again!

"Umm, good news first, I guess?" I ask, sounding a little nervous. the doctor had a serious expreion on that wasn't reassuring what so ever.

"Well, it seems like we were on the right track yesterday, you are, as far as I can tell, completely immune to any physical damage, including heat, radiation, toxic chemicals, whatever. It's actually quite astounding! Your cellular makeup is, well, truly remarkable. I theorize that even without the right nutritional content they would be able to retain their form and perhaps limited functionality without decay."

I frown trying to understand what he was telling me. "So, you mean to say, I don't need to eat?" I can't not eat! I love eating! Eating is like the best thing ever! Well, apart from cats. Cats are pretty cool too. Cooler than eating.

"Well... Yes and no."

I give him a confused look.

"You'll still need to eat, just not as much. Your body needs certain inputs to keep it functioning properly. Retaining body heat and mobility for instance. Oh, brain functions are another important one. But if, for whatever reason, you were to stop eating, your body's cells wouldn't begin to die off, but rather enter into a kind of dormant state. With the right nutritional impacts, I firmly believe that you could be brought out of this dormant state, though."

"So what you're telling me is that I can't starve to death?" Am I hearing this right?

"Precisely! Now, what else was I going to say..." He clicks his fingers as he find something in his notes. "Ah yes, your lungs no longer work."

I cough, "Excuse me?" What did he just say? I'm pretty sure I can still breath. I feel as if I would have noticed if I couldn't.

"Well... They do work mechanically, but functionally? The air you breath in is exactly the same as what your breath out, plus a little bit of humidity. However your mutation works, it seems it has its own way of breaking down carbohydrates."

Well now, there' a bit of information I'm not sure how to react to. "So, I don't need to breath anymore?"

He shakes his head, "Not unless you want to speak. Though I might recommend you keep the habit. For appearances sake if nothing else." he replied with a touch of amusement.

"Okay, so I'm indestructible, I don't need to breathe and I don't need to eat as much. So what's the bad news?" This is all sounding pretty neat so far.

"Well... I'm not sure how to put this." He starts, "But it's exceedingly likely you'll experience ageing differently to the rest of us. I'm hopeful that you'll progress through puberty fairly typically, but after that? Since your cells don't decay at all, your existence could be indefinite."

I paled, "You mean, I could live forever?"

Beast nodded grimly.

"As in, the watch everyone I ever knew and loved fade and die whilst I remain forever unchanging kind of forever, that forever?"

He nodded again, "It's a likely possibility." I sat back, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. Beast started again, "Now, there is the potential for a kind of simulated death, or at least a very deep sleep, depending on how your dormancy works, but there's always the possibility you could be revived and the state of your brain after such a revival- well it would questionable how functional it would still be."

I let out a deep breath- which I apparently didn't even need at this point. "I- I think I have a few things to think about..."

"By all means." Beast replied, gesturing to the door. "And if there's anything you'd like to talk about, or concerns you might have, the rest of the staff and I are here for you.

I nod, barely hearing his last response as I head out of the infirmary and back to my room.

I slump into my bed, pulling up the covers tight around me. Living forever is big idea. One that I'm not entirely sure I can wrap my head around at this point. It's more than just watching loved ones too, it's a lot of responsibility. If you'd asked me a few days ago who would be the best candidate on earth for receiving immortality, it wouldn't have been Martin fucking me.