Just a warning on this chapter for containing vore and attempted rape.

Scott sighed as he shifted his position on the wooden chair. He contemplated the board. Jean's checkers outnumbered his, but he still had a shot. He then moved a single piece, but it was quickly taken over by one of Jean's, which floated into the air and jumped it. Scott growled for the tenth time, "Jean… are you reading my mind?"

Jean laughed as his red chip floated to her victory pile, "No, Scott, I'm not. Now make your move."

Scott growled in annoyance again, but moved a chip, only to have it jumped. He was about to ask the question again when the phone rang. Scott got it, saying, "Xavier Institute, Scott speaking."

A male voice then asked, "Summers?"

Scott recognized the voice and asked in surprise, "Duncan?"

Jean got up and stood beside Scott, listening. The jock said, "Yeah man. Listen, I heard what happened with your old man. Sorry."

Scott was surprised. He actually sounded sincere. He then nodded a little, saying, "Yeah. Thanks."

Duncan then asked, "Hey, I'm throwing a party tonight. Wanna come? To take your mind off things?"

Scott was about to accept when he remembered what had happened at the last party of Duncan's he'd gone to. He'd been given an in-depth look at the jock's pool. Granted, it hadn't been Duncan's fault, but the evening in general had still left a bad impression on Scott. He then asked suspiciously, "Why are you being nice all of a sudden?"

Duncan then said, "Well… I guess I know what it's like to lose someone." His voice was quiet and then it perked up as he asked, "So will you come? You can bring your friends."

Scott frowned, asking bitterly, "You mean the mutants?"

There was a brief hesitation on the line, but then Duncan said, "Yeah."

Scott covered the receiver with his hand and looked at Jean. She had kept track of the conversation by reading his thoughts, and knew his suspicions. But she nodded and Scott removed his hand, saying, "Sure. What time?"

The jock sounded excited as he said, "Eight at my place?"

Scott nodded, saying, "Yeah, sure."

Scott shook his head, shouting, "No! No no no!"

Jean tried to soothe him, saying gently, "Scott…come on."

But Scott was adamant, saying firmly, "No! Us going is one thing, but him?!"

Kurt sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. He had been told about Duncan's party and had thought of Todd's request. He had told Scott that 'a friend' would come and Scott had agreed, not thinking to check on who this friend might be. But when Todd had stood in front of Scott, the laser-eyed teen had blown his top, going on and on about enemies and disasters waiting to happen. Kurt waited patiently while Todd crouched on the pavement, watching a few ants trudge past. They were out by the cars, trying to calm Scott down.

It wasn't working.

Jean tried again, gently taking Scott's hand and saying, "Scott…"

But he yanked free, saying angrily, "No, Jean! I am not taking the slime-ball with us!"

Kurt then stepped forwards, saying, "Then I will, Scott."

Scott was surprised enough to stop ranting, and he looked at Kurt, asking in surprise, "Kurt, what are you saying?"

The other mutant then said quietly, "Scott." He took Scott and led him a short distance away and then said, "Whoever killed the professor did it because he was different. We've been divided long enough. If we want humans and mutants to live together peacefully, how about we start by having all mutants live together peacefully?"

Scott was quiet for a while, thinking. Finally, he turned around and stood right in front of Todd. He loomed over the crouching mutant, who looked up with half-lidded eyes. Scott then growled angrily while shaking a finger in Todd's face, "If you make the least bit of trouble, I will personally blast you to Mars. Got it?"

Todd smiled crookedly, saying, "Crystal, yo."

Scott then barked aloud to everyone else, "Get in." Then he sniffed and added, "And open the windows."

They obeyed and everyone piled in. After half an hour of uncomfortable silence, they arrived at the jock's house. They quickly got out, Kurt going so far as to 'port himself right out of his seatbelt. Then they quickly went to the house, not wanting to be near the angry teen, lest they somehow set him off.

Scott was last, locking his car. He leaned on the hood, sighing deeply.

Jean realized he hadn't followed and went back. She found him looking so morose and asked softly, "Scott?"

He straightened up, saying strongly, "It doesn't feel right, Jean. None of it."

Jean tried to read his mind to understand what he meant, but it was a swirling maelstrom, full of reds and blacks. He was literally pouring out feelings of anger and fear. Jean wished she were more advanced so she could actually interpret the angry colors, like understanding another language. For now, all she could tell was that the tone of his inner voices was scared and angry. She came closer, murmuring, "Scott…"

He turned on her, his inner thoughts bleeding profusely as he admitted in a tired voice, "Jean, without the professor… I don't know what to do."

His colors faded to tired blues and purples. They threatened to drop into the black shades of despair, but Jean quickly hugged him, saying, "We'll be okay." The blackness hovering around Scott's mind retreated, replaced with warm oranges and golds.

Scott returned the hug, saying thankfully, "Thanks, Jean. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Half an hour later, the party was doing well. True, the other patrons weren't exactly pleased with the appearance of the mutants, but at a look from Duncan, they decided to ignore the new-arrivals, which fit the X-Men just fine. There was a bit of trouble though in the beginning. Duncan had discovered that Todd was one of the invited guests and had very nearly kicked him out. But then he had seen the disapproving look on Jean's face and had backed off, grumbling angrily.

Kurt went out to the balcony, holding a plate with three pizza slices on it, trying to find a spot to eat. Suddenly, there was a hissing noise and the top-most piece of pizza disappeared. He followed it up to see Todd swallow the slice whole, licking his lips delightedly afterwards. He then moaned and jumped down from the roof, saying as he licked pizza sauce from his mouth, "Man, I'd forgot how good pizza tasted, yo."

Kurt grinned and asked softly, "Easy, Todd. Don't want to spoil your appetite, do you?"

Todd grinned evilly and whispered back, "Don't worry, fuzzy. I got plenty of room left." He grinned, asking as he stretched smoothly, "So… tonight?"

Kurt nodded, taking a huge bite out of his pizza. He then muttered back, "Yeah. We'll come back later tonight."

"What are you two talking about?"

Scott's voice brought them back to the party, and Kurt answered smoothly, "Sports."

Scott's eyebrow raised, taking in Todd, crouched on the floor with pizza sauce still on his face, and asked in genuine surprise, "Really?"

Kurt nodded and gestured to Todd, saying, "Yeah, he's a big football fan."

Todd licked his lips clean finally, saying, "Them Steelers rock, yo."

Scott nodded slowly and then said, "Okay, well, be careful and have fun, okay?"

Kurt nodded, saying cheerfully, "Okay, Scott." Scott the slipped back into the noisy party and tried to find Jean.

He found her in a corridor, being pinned to the wall by Duncan. The jock pressed close, asking sweetly, "Come on, Jean. One kiss? For old times sake?"

Jean shoved against him, but couldn't push him away, so she settled for digging in her nails and saying angrily, "There were no old times, Duncan! Back off!" She tried to read his mind, but it was a haze of deep reds and she couldn't read anything. She also tried to use her power on him, but she'd been tired and off-balance for the last week and her telekinesis hardly nudged the heavy jock.

Duncan brushed her hands away and bent down to kiss her, saying, "Aww, come on, sweetie…"

"Matthews."

Duncan's head shot up to see Scott standing near-by, the light glinting off his glasses in a way that was almost warningly. Duncan then decided to play it cool and backed up, saying, "Summers."

Jean sped out of his grasp and huddled beside Scott. Scott didn't stop looking at Duncan, but asked softly, "Jean?"

"I'm okay." she whispered.

Scott then said firmly, "Leave her alone."

Duncan scoffed and replied airily, "Sure thing, Shades." He winked at Jean, saying as he blew her a kiss, "Bye, sweetie."

The evening went well after that, when suddenly a high-pitched beeping was heard. Scott groaned as he recognized the car-alarm as his own and walked out, saying, "That's mine. Be right back." Jean smiled at him and went to get another drink.

But, as soon as Scott was gone, Duncan came and grabbed Jean from behind, covering her mouth. She struggled in shock, but three other boys joined in and helped Duncan to hustle her into a side room before anyone could see or react. While Duncan and two others dealt with her squirms, the fourth locked the door.

Jean was thoroughly shocked, but pulled herself together enough to try and send out a call for help when a wet cloth was shoved onto her mouth and nose. She could still breathe, but the air tasted funny now…

Duncan breathed a sigh of relief as the chloroform took effect, Jean's struggles growing weaker. He had had one of his pals sneak some from the science lab and boy was he glad! He had heard about Jean's powers. She could mess with your mind! So, he'd messed with her first!

Jean's athletic body went limp, and Duncan eagerly helped her lay down on the bed and began to undo her pants. His buddies made anxious noises, but Duncan growled out, "Hey, you want seconds or not? Then shut up!" They did, and Duncan resumed his tasks, sliding Jean's pants down her thighs, revealing a black panty. He chuckled heavily and while he caressed the silk, began to undo his own pants. Just think; he'd rape one of the mutants! How's that for human superiority? And this time, there was nothing Mr. Perfect-Summers could do about it! He was going to use this girl, then kill her, just to show who was the boss! He was sick of being shown up by the mutants. All mutants deserved death! Even the cute ones, regrettably. He then started to pant as his hand slipped down to his belt.

Kurt and Todd had retreated inside as the night air had cooled. They crouched on the stairwell, watching the other members of the party. They sat in comfortable silence, when suddenly Kurt's head perked up. What was that smell? He sniffed again, deeper, holding the air in his nose to better determine the smell. Todd noticed, but stayed quiet, watching. Then Kurt then got an angry expression on his face and growled, "Duncan…"

Todd frowned and wordlessly followed Kurt as he stalked down the hall. Todd was pretty sure that if Fuzzy had let his tail out from being around his waist, he'd see it swishing angrily like a PO'd cat. Kurt stopped outside a door and sniffed again.

Todd risked it, asking softly, "What?"

Kurt then growled angrily, "Duncan… and Jean."

"That bastard…" Todd muttered. He felt the three-fingered hand on his shoulder and wasn't surprised as Fuzzy 'ported him into the room. They met an interesting sight.

Jean lay on the bed, looking like she was dozing. Over her, struggling to take off his boxes, was Duncan. The jock turned to look at them, growling out, "What are you losers doing in here?"

Todd then replied, "What are you doing, Duncan?"

Kurt's hologramed blue eyes were huge as he said in horror, "Leave her alone!"

Duncan then nodded to the other jocks, who had been rounding on the two newcomers. He growled at not having gotten anywhere, but there was still time. He'd deal with these two and get on with his plans. He redid his clothes and approached them, saying softly and meanly to Todd, "You know, froggy, I hated you anyway. I always wanted to take care of you myself. But you…" He turned on Kurt, hissing out, "You turn around and leave and I won't kill you, got it?"

Just then, Jean murmured quietly, "Kurt?"

Kurt responded loudly, so she could both feel and hear him, "Jean!"

Jean then whispered out, "Kurt… he's going to kill me…" Kurt looked at her, making eye-contact for only a second. But it was long enough for her to send him hazy yet vivid feelings that clearly indicated exactly what Duncan had planned to do.

And this got Kurt angry.

Duncan spun on Jean, suddenly remembering that she could not only manipulate minds, but could read them as well. He cursed himself for having forgotten that important detail and took it out on Jean, slapping her hard as he snarled, "Shut up, you!"

Kurt's face became cold and dangerous and Todd began to smile. Time for the fireworks! And then the food afterwards. He grinned again in anticipation. But then he felt that unleashing Kurt on the jocks (as fun as it would be) would be kinda unfair if they didn't know what they were dealing with. It was like pitting a baby Chihuahua against a hungry wolf. They didn't have a chance! He could at least give them the option of running like hell. Todd then put a hand on Kurt's arm.

The German mutant's face snapped towards him, suddenly frightening, but when Todd winked, he reigned himself in. For the moment anyway. His fingers kept twitching.

Todd then said to the four jocks, "Um… Duncan. Listen up. I'm warning you. Let Jean go now and you might live to see tomorrow."

The jock flexed his formidable muscles, asking in scorn, "You think you're funny, toad-boy?"

Todd chuckled darkly, saying, "Nah, not funny. Charitable."

Duncan then growled, "Yeah, well I don't need your charity. All I want is your slimy butt smeared on the pavement outside!"

Todd gave Duncan a kinda of pitying smile and said to Kurt, "Go ahead."

Kurt nodded, and one of his twitching fingers turned off his hologram. All four jocks froze in shock, unsure of how to deal with his new threat. He growled angrily at them as, to Todd's surprise, his eyes changed. Usually, it was just the iris and pupil that were yellow, but now the entire socket glowed an angry yellow as he bared his fangs, crouching over a little.

Todd found himself cringing a little. He'd never seen fuzzy this mad before! He remembered the time he'd stolen the blue mutant's holowatch but found himself thinking that in comparison to the furball before him now, Kurt had only been slightly annoyed by the theft. But now… The fuzz-ball was mad!

One of the jocks pointed a shaky finger at Kurt, saying fearfully, "He's that freaking demon from TV!"

Kurt then muttered, "Demon this, you jerks…" He 'ported himself between two of the jocks, and gripping their shirts, banged their heads together hard, then shoved them to the floor as he leapt at the other one, kicking hard at his chest with both feet.

Then he leapt at Duncan, knocking the jock to the floor. He then began to punch, kick and bite. He was like an animal, growling and snarling as he attacked the young man. He felt an overwhelming urge to hurt the one that had tried to hurt one of his teammates.

Duncan, surprised by the sudden attack, regained his senses and began to fight back. But then Kurt pulled out his ace, and heard Todd give a happy squeal as Kurt towered over a tiny, three-inch jock. He was on all fours, the now diminutive Duncan between his hands, looking terrified. Kurt let out an anticipatory purr, and Duncan looked up at him, eyes wide in shock and understanding. Kurt then looked over his shoulder, at the three jocks that were looking seriously confused. Kurt smiled at them and then chuckled as he watched the three-inch high jocks struggle to walk through the thick carpet. Todd stood by the door, smiling widely, but not approaching just yet.

Kurt smiled at them, revealing his fangs. Using his tail, he gathered them up and dropped them down to be with Duncan. Kurt then sat back on his haunches, smiling down at his catch. He then purred out, "Well, well, Duncan. Now who's the dominant species?"

He then felt a thrill of warning caution and glanced at the bed. But he needn't worry; Jean was long gone in Dreamland.

He then looked back down and slowly began to lean down until he could almost touch them and said softly, "How do you like to be the one in danger for once, Mr. Strong Jock?" Duncan didn't say anything. He just shivered.

One of the other jocks, seeing himself reflected in Kurt's yellow eyes, fainted dead away, his body making no noise as it felt to the carpet. Kurt grinned and gently picked him up between finger and thumb, licking his lips in anticipation. One of the jocks whimpered out, "Hey… what are you going to do with him?"

The blue mutant ignored him and turned to Todd, asking, "He's yours, but can I have the others?"

Todd nodded, whispering, "Y-Yeah… Go ahead, yo. I wanna see this."

Kurt smiled at him and then smiled widely at Duncan and the remaining two jocks. He then pinched the unconscious jock's feet together, holding him upside down. Kurt then tilted his head up, holding the tiny human above his open mouth, the little head dangerously close to his sharp fangs. Duncan and the other made little whimpers of protest, but Kurt only winked at them as he lowered the body into his mouth, humming in pleasure as the jock disappeared between his lips. Kurt shut his mouth, toying with the jock, making sounds of pleasure while his diminutive audience watched, terrified. The jock came to as he felt the change in temperature and environment and began to fight instinctively. Kurt then crouched down on his haunches, tail swishing in primal pleasure as he played with his food.

From the doorway came a sudden squeak, and Kurt looked up. The other mutant's expression was frightening. He looked pathetically eager, eyeing the tiny humans with evil intent. Kurt smiled coldly and decided to play nice.

He then got up, his mouth still full and his tail coiled around the remaining three humans. He walked over to Todd and brought the tail forwards. With some skillful maneuvering, he got Duncan in a coil by himself while his buddies were held in a coil right next to him. Kurt then used his hands to take Todd's hands and cup them for him under his tail. He then let Duncan drop into the other mutant's webbed hands. Then he stepped back to watch his reaction.

Todd smiled evilly at his new prisoner and then remarked in surprise, "Hey… he's heavy." The blue mutant shrugged and then winked at Todd meaningfully. Todd then closed one hand around Duncan, to keep him from escaping, and watched with malicious glee as Kurt tilted back his head and swallowed hard. Kurt shivered in pleasure as the squirms tickled him from the inside and he gasped out, "Gott… it's better every time!" The yellow glow of his eyes shrank back to being normal-sized orbs as he purred his satisfaction.

Todd grinned and brought Duncan up to eye-level, saying in a quiet, nasty tone, "Ya saw that, hot-stuff? That's what gonna happen to ya! You ain't so tough and mighty now, eh?" Duncan then did something very un-jock-like: he passed out.

Todd looked disappointed while Kurt chuckled, saying, "Don't worry. You can wait till he wakes up."

The frog mutant's eyes lit up with an eager, evil light as he asked in surprise, "I can take him with me?"

Kurt smiled as one hand rubbed gently at his furry stomach, saying, "Of course! Just make sure no one sees him, got it?" He said it gently, but the underlying threat was crystal clear.

Todd smiled crookedly, saying, "Sure thing, fuzzy." He then went to the window, opening it.

The furry mutant then added, "Oh, and you left early. I walked you to the door. You know nothing about Jean."

Todd pocketed the jock gently and then saluted Kurt, saying gleefully, "Got it. See ya!"

Kurt put his hologram back on as he waved, saying, "Have fun!" Before Todd left, he laughed. Kurt's body may have been in hologram, but his tail still stuck out, holding the two little terrified jocks. He chuckled again as he jumped away, disappearing into the night.

Kurt remained in the locked room for a while, lying on the floor and gently massaging himself to intensify the delightful squirmings. He let out a grating purr as the jock did something inside him that just felt so good. He rubbed harder at himself, and then heard a soft moan from the bed.

His head shot up. He'd forgotten about Jean. Had she picked up anything?

He groaned in annoyance, but swiftly emptied himself of air, wincing in disappointment as the squirms were halted so prematurely. He then stood up and brought forwards the last two jocks. One had fainted, slumped against his companion, who was close to passing out himself. He stared up at Kurt with wide, terrified eyes, shivering in the warm tail's embrace. Kurt then smiled widely at him, and the man's eyes rolled up and he went limp.

The blue mutant grinned and pocketed the two of them. He made sure they'd stay asleep for a while before going to the window. He went outside, and looked down, seeing smooth concrete. He smiled as he drew back in, knowing that there would be no contradictory footprints.

Then he braced himself and banged his wrist down hard on the windowsill. There was a crack and his inducer broke, sparking a little. His true blue form came back and he grinned. He then went to the door, unlocked it and called out loudly in a desperate and panicked tone, "Scott! Get down here!"

Scott came running, asking, "What?" But then he saw Kurt and asked in shock, "Kurt! Why're you blue? If anyone sees you…" But then he looked around the room. "JEAN!" He ran to her side and sat her up. She was limp against him. He then asked Kurt, "What happened to her!"

Kurt then explained, "Todd wanted to leave and I walked with him to the door. If I hadn't, I'm sure the jocks would have jumped him. Anyway, as I walked back, I heard the sounds of a struggle. I knocked, but no one answered. I got a little freaked and 'ported into the room. Duncan was here and he was trying to rape her. He put something smelly on her face. She won't wake up!" He sounded panicked and scared.

Scott held Jean closer and sniffed, then muttered, "Chloroform. That bastard…"

"I kinda went crazy and fought them." the furry mutant explained. But then Kurt shuffled his feet, and said, "And umm… my watch broke. He saw me."

Scott looked up, knowing exactly what this could mean, muttering, "Oh no…"

Kurt pointed to the open window, saying, "He freaked out and ran out the window." Kurt then chuckled half-heartedly, saying, "I think he was about to wet his pants."

Scott sighed. He'd have to take care of Matthews later. Right now, he held Jean in his arms bridal style and said, "Let's get her home. 'Port to the car and hide in the trunk, okay?" Kurt grimaced, but nodded and vanished with a soft bamf.

The two men were arguing heatedly.

One, wearing a doctor's lab coat, insisted, "Don't you see? He used it in defense!"

The other, wearing an Officer's stripes, answered irritably, "But also for pleasure." He then sighed, asking, "How do you know we can trust him to do this?"

The doctor straightened his collar, saying, "I just do." He smiled at the Officer, saying, "Have my gut instincts ever failed before?

The Officer glared at him, but then resigned, muttering, "All right. But it's on your head."

The doctor smiled in satisfaction, saying, "Fine."

"When?" the officer growled.

The doctor then said excitedly, "As soon as possible!"

The officer looked at him in surprise, saying, "Shouldn't we test him first?"

He shook his head, insisting, "No. He's perfect."

The other man raised an eyebrow, asking, "Despite the fact he was a mistake?"

The doctor's expression was one of annoyance, but he said firmly, "Yes. He'll do just fine."

The other man thought for a while and then walked to the door, saying, "All right. You have my authorization. Go ahead."

The doctor grinned and pulled out a walkie-talkie, saying into it, "We are green for Phase Two!"