"Now, Wolf, since you are new I'll explain how this class works. First, you probably noticed that we aren't in a classroom. This is called the danger room, and this is where we practice defense and offense, things you'll need to learn because some humans and other mutants may want to kill us, for whatever reasons."
Wolf glanced around the room. It was huge, with panels covering the walls and ceiling.
"In this room I can simulate different situations in which you would need to protect yourself. We also sometimes spar each other. I have a system in this class: if you think that what I am teaching you is too easy and you want to move on, then you have to fight me. If you can kill me then I will teach you advanced techniques that the rest of the class won't be learning, and you will spar more often. However, so far only two students have managed to kill me: Colossus and the one that's away right now, whose name is Warren. And I'm not gonna let you fight me today, because I haven't seen how much you can handle and I don't want to hurt you. Any questions?"
"I have to kill you?" Wolf asked, "Figuratively or literally?"
Then he was startled when three knives came out of Logan's hand with a shnict. "One of my powers is healing," he said as he sliced open his arm with the "claws" for demonstration. It began healing immediately. "I mean it literally. Anything else?"
"Yeah. I think you don't want to fight me 'cuz you're too scared to." He looked at Logan aggressively.
Logan just laughed at him in disbelief. "Wolf, I have no doubt that I could beat you. I have fought others with far more skill than you could ever have. I told you already: don't mess with me. Relax, and I'll let you fight when I think you are ready. Okay?"
Wolf growled, then smirked and relaxed. "Whatever you say."
Logan looked at him like 'yeah right', then continued. "Today we are practicing strictly defensive moves. That means you can't let anything physically touch you. However, feel free to use your powers. Just remember, Rogue and Wolf (yes, Wolf, I know your gift), that you can't use your powers as an attack because that would mean you'd have to touch it. Is that clear for everyone?"
Heads nodded as they all agreed.
"Can I go first?!" Kitty asked cheerfully.
Logan smiled. "Of course. This one's right up your alley."
"Yay!" She walked to the center of the room.
"Everyone else to the control room," Logan ordered, walking into a smaller room on the side. There was a large glass window that let them see what was going on inside the Danger Room. Logan went to the control panel.
As he pressed different buttons and hit some switches, robotic arms began to move around the Danger Room, and missiles and other projectiles went flying towards Kitty. She just stood still and watched them come closer.
Wolf's eyes grew wide. What was she thinking?! They were gonna hit her!
Then he was shocked as the objects just passed through her as if she was air. So that's her power, huh? She could pass through things. That could be useful. Really useful. Wolf found himself just thinking of all the things he could get away with, mainly involving the ladies room and the girls' dorms…
Logan kept it up for about five minutes, during which Kitty mostly stood still and stayed where she was. Occasionally she had to dodge the attacks at her feet, and once Logan tripped her from behind with such an attack.
"You need to be aware of your surroundings, Kitty," Logan warned, "Including behind you."
"Sorry," she said with a slight smile.
"Don't apologize. Just work on that."
After Kitty was Pyro. He ended up burning most of the things that came at him. So that's why he smells like smoke! "Iceman" froze the robotic arms so they couldn't move, and he had some kind of ice shield to stop the missiles. Kurt just teleports out of the way. Colossus didn't have to do it because he had already killed Logan. Rogue had to continually duck and dodge out of the way because apparently her power wouldn't help her.
"Okay, Wolf. Now that you've seen it, do you want to try it?"
Wolf grinned and walked into the room and stood in the center. "Bring it on."