Waking up in an unfamiliar room for the third time was a bit more dull of an experience than either of the previous two times. Realizing that I still only had the 'Hospital Pajamas'

'This is going to cause some problems.' I thought to myself, before getting dressed and leaving the room. The hallway was wide and covered in painting and pottery, things I hadn't noticed the night before. It wasn't hard to figure out how to navigate though. I could see the entrance hall from the dorm rooms. Making my way down was easy enough, due to the overwhelming smell of breakfast, and the sounds of subdued conversation. I made my way into the dining room to find all the young X-men eating Pancakes, eggs, sausage, biscuits and gravy. It was a veritable feast.

The conversations stopped as I sat in an empty seat. "Hello Charles." I said with a cheeky smile. "Guess it's time for introductions?"

The young X-men were all shocked and disgruntled by my form of address, but Professor Xavier just shook his head in fond exasperation. "I suppose that would be a good idea." He said with faux seriousness. "That does bring up the fact that you didn't give it last night when you woke up."

"Hm. I'd say you probably already know it but sure. I'm Dakota Osborne." I told them with a smile. "I am a dimensional traveler. That means I already know who all of you are."

"Dimensional traveler?" Jean asked with wide eyes. I looked at the red head as all the others looked wide eyed at me.

"Yes." I told her seriously. "And if the good Professor can help me get a handle on my powers, I might be able to take people with me when I wander off to explore the multiverse."

"Vhy vould ve vant to do that?" Kurt asked in his heavy German accent.

"Why wouldn't you?" I asked perplexed. "Some worlds are in the age of the Gods, some worlds are in the age of Pirates. Magic freely available to all who wish to learn it. What's there not to want to see?"

This quieted the room down. Everyone seemed to be thinking about it. "There are worlds out of every tv show, movie, book, and video game you can think of. There is an infinite amount of possibility. People who can be your friend, or your enemy."

"And can these people come here if you give them a reason to seek retribution?" Xavier asked softly.

I looked across the table at the Professor. I could see the strain in his eyes. It was so easy to imagine, some of the terrifying beings he had glimpsed in my mind. Sephiroth, Alucard, Aizen, or Alduin. Yeah, I'd be worried too.

"Very few beings have the ability of multiverse travel." I told him with a reassuring smile. "There are planes walkers, but I don't think they will do anything to you."

"What makes you say that?" Charles asked skeptically.

I smirked. "Because I have no intention of going anywhere near any of them. There is no way I could fight them if they took exception. I would literally be nothing but a smear on the sidewalk." I shrugged at this.

"I saw all the ways you could empower yourself." Charles said with an arched eyebrow.

I let out a small chuckle. "Charles, Planes walkers are what GODS aspire to be when they grow up. The only thing that could possibly fight a planes walker one on one, besides another planes walker of course, is a fully realized gamer."

"Like, what do you mean by a Gamer?" Kitty asked looking perplexed by my statement.

I smiled at the currently youngest X-man. "A Gamer is a person who if given the power to live their lives like a video game protagonist. They gain access to the multiverse, as well as a myriad of powers. When they level up enough, they can literally go one on one with most universes. It takes millennia to get to that point though."

"You expect us to believe that bub?" Wolverine asked without a hint of acceptance.

"Logun." Charles spot calmly and quietly. "I saw some of the beings he's talking about. He's not exaggerating."

This small statement left the entire table quiet. I looked around at the pale faces. I understood, and even sympathized with them. It was a frightening concept. However like Charles said I know a lot of ways to enhance myself, so I'm going to be training myself to a much higher level. I looked over at the Wolverine.

"I'm going to need you to push me when it comes to fighting." I told him seriously. "As in fight to the death with fists and weapons."

That caused quite a stir at the table. I watched amused as all the X-teens showed their horror in different ways. Scott began a heated diatribe. Kitty looked to be in shock. Kurt and Evan looked mildly disturbed. Jean was looking at me like a bug under glass. Wolverine and Storm were giving me deeply considering looks. And Charles wasn't trying to hide his disappointment at all. I gave Charles an arched eyebrow.

"Charles, you peeked into my mind." I said with a sardonic smirk. "You have seen, at least a little, of the worlds outside your own. So, tell me Charles, Between the bandits, cultists, tyrants, and literal monsters, why would I want to learn non-lethal fighting? Not to mention all the wars currently going on through the Multiverse. The Skyrim civil war, the war of the five kings in Westeros, The Reaper war in the Mass Effect universe, The Clone War in the Star Wars universe, The fifth blight in Thedas and about the next twenty years of unrest there."

"That seems like a lot of conflict for one lifetime mien friend." Kurt hedge gently. I smiled at the fuzzy one.

"Maybe but it'll be fun none the less. Going from world to world and meeting the people there." I said this with an excited gleam in my eye. "I honestly can't wait. Besides the obvious conflict I'd be stepping in, I'd get to meet some amazing people. I especially can't wait to have tea with Uncle Iroh."

"You're going to go into wars intentionally, but also go have tea with your uncle?" Scott asked perplexed.

I chuckled at that. "Not MY uncle. Prince Zuko's uncle. Iroh the Dragon of the West. Former Crown Prince of the Fire Nation."

"Fire Nation?" Kitty asked with a cute little scrunching up of her nose. "Like, what's that?"

The Fire Nation is an industrial revolution society currently in a hundred-year war to take over the whole world." I said with a smirk. "So yeah, it's an interesting worldline."

Charles was giving me looks of exasperation again. All the X-teens looked lost. Wolverine just drank his beer looking unconcerned.

"So yeah, I want be trained for life and death combat, not just nonlethal." I finished with a shrug. I looked at Charles, "By the way, isn't it time for the kids to be heading off to school?"

This set the fox in the henhouse. All the X-teens rushed from the table and rushed to the door. This left me to savor the breakfast spread with the adults. After eating some more pancakes and bacon, I turned to Charles. "So where do we begin?"

"You realize this is going to be a process that takes years, correct?" he asked thoughtfully. I grimaced but nodded in understanding. "Well then, I would suggest you first do a physical fitness test with Logun."

I looked over at the Wolverine and felt a chill run down my back at his expression. I clenched my jaw and nodded again. "Let's go old man." I said with a forced grin. And that's just what we did. He led me down into the Danger Room. Once inside, Wolverine had me run through the basic exercises. Push ups, Sit ups, Jumping jacks, stretches of every kind, squat thrusts, lunges, suicides. By the end of it I was sore in places I'd never even known existed. Then he escorted me to Charles' office where I had a conversation about what happened when my omnipresents activated.

"So, when it activated you were thinking about being everywhere at one time?" Charles asked thoughtfully. "And how did you get here?"

"I couldn't think clearly." I said thoughtfully. "i knew I was hurt so I tried to find a way to get medical treatment. This was just the last place I thought of."

"So, you need to think about something specific." Charles said thoughtfully. "Like 'The X-mansion for instance."

"Yeah." I said slowly thinking about it. I had been, I wonder...what if I wanted to see Harry Potter? Blinding pain erupted from my eyes again. I lost myself in the pain, until it ebbed away, and I found myself laying on the floor bleeding from my nose.

"What did you do?" He asked, perturbed by my current circumstances. It sounded slurred to me though. Like listening to someone talk while I was under water. It was hard to focus until the fog in my mind began to lift and I could think clearly enough to notice that Charles had his hands pressed against my temples. I could see Storm behind him with a glass of water and a few Ibuprofen(?) tablets. I smiled weakly and quickly took the pills and drank the glass of water.

"What happened?" Charles asked, looking at me sternly. I tried for a pained grin, though it only came off as a grimace.

"I tried thinking of the main character of a novel I read growing up." I said with a pained grunt. "But I got EVERY version of that particular being all at once."

"Is that truly so great a number?" Storm asked confused. This brought a chuckle from me.

"There is an infinite number of every person in every universe." I said with a weary smile. "But they are a prophesied chosen one. So, they have a great many radicle differences in their lives."

"Infinite?" Storm asked incredulously. This brought a cheeky grin that I'm sure set my eyes to sparkling.

"Oh yeah." I told her with a laugh. "There are an infinite number of universes. Some are almost exactly alike, to the point that only one this is different at all. Imagine everything in your life is the same, except that instead of your brown eyes you have eyes as black as coal dust. Then imagine a world where you were born a white man from Alaska."

Storm's eyes widened. "Truly?!" she asked incredulously. I nodded seriously.

"INFINITE." I said with all seriousness.

"Well perhaps this would be a good time to call it a night." Charles said softly. "Scott has offered you some clothing options as you don't have any currently. And I will be taking you on a trip to get some essentials tomorrow."

I nodded and followed Storm back to my room. Once again it didn't take me long to get to sleep. That night I dreamed of various versions of Harry Potter. From the original to the weird. From mighty heroes wielding powerful magic to broken defeated beings. Saintlike warriors to demons in the flesh. When I woke up the next day I felt really tired. Like everything hurt beyond belief. It had been a great while since I had a regular exercise routine, but I knew what to do. I began to do my stretches. Arms first, then legs, back, chest, and finally a Thiry second long-standing toe touch. Then I picked up the clothes sitting on the dresser and left the room to find a shower. It didn't take very long since I ran into Kitty in the hallway. She was dressed in her pink pajama outfit with her hair in a wild mess. Honestly, she looked like a disgruntled kitten. It was really cute. After taking a shower and dressing in the borrowed clothing, I made my way to the breakfast table. This time most of the teens were in various states of wakefulness. I greeted Charles and Storm, but there was no Wolverine today.

"Ah Dakota." Charles said with a small smile. "Some of my students wish to go with you clothes shopping." I noticed that most of the boys looked uneasy at the very thought, but that Evan, Jean, and Kitty all perked up. I smiled ruefully.

"You know I won't be able to pay you back until I get a handle on my powers, right?" I said with a small frown.

"You have no reason to worry about such things." Charles said waving off my concerns. "My family was very well off and left it all to me."

"That's true." I conceded ruefully. "However I know the locations of ALOT of lost wealth. It'll be no trouble to pass some towards the school." Charles just looked at me for a moment before he nodded slowly. "I see no reason to deny that. But for now, eat and get ready for your trip to the mall. Also, I have an extra image inducer like the one Kust wears to hide his extra features to hide your feline features."

I nodded thoughtfully, I'd honestly not thought about it but it probably would cause trouble.

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We arrived at the mall at around ten in the morning and went straight to shopping. We went into Kohls to get some things. I decided to get a few pairs of Levis, a package of white t-shirts, as well as boxers and socks. I also grabbed a pair of black combat boots and a pair of track shoes. I also grabbed some exercise outfits, namely basketball shorts and tank tops as well as track suits. Then we left that store to continue on. From there we stopped in at Rue 21 and I started getting the clothes that were sure to raise a few eyebrows. First, I got some other underwear, specifically some boyshorts, thongs and tight plain colored panties. I was right Kitty, Jean, and Storm all had questions. Evan had already cleared out to go to the sporting goods shop to look at the skateboards. I brought them over to the side away from everyone and explained that I was Genderfluid. It wasn't some perverse thing I was planning. Merely that some days I felt more masculine, while others I felt more feminine. They seemed to find no fault in my speaking after looking to Jean for confirmation. She merely nodded, indicating that I was telling the truth and we went back to shopping, now with the two teen girls dragging me off to be a dress up doll. We went through skirts, khakis, cargoes. Straight cut as well as flair cut jeans, then tops and shoes. A pair of black three-inch heels, a pair of high heeled boots, as well as a pair of fashionable combat boots. And finally, three pairs of black leggings, and six pairs of thigh high socks.

We left the store and went to F.Y.E. I was quick to get the best multimedia device available. It turned out to be made by Starktech. That kind of made me smirk. Even before he completely gave up on making weapons, he was still better than my world's tech. It had a wifi uplink as well as a wireless download function. I seriously need to learn to move to other places so that I can fill it up with all my favorite music. That was for another time though. We grabbed some other essentials such as soaps shampoo conditioner. When we were finally ready to leave, I decided to change out of Scott's borrowed clothes and into some of my new purchases. And since Evan hadn't seen most of my new clothes, I decided to mess with him. I quickly folded Scott's clothes into the bag and got dressed in a pair of boyshorts and tight jeans to accent by butt. Next was a plain black t-shirt that was about two sizes too big and pair of Mary Jane flat with white sock. I finished the outfit off with a light application of black eye liner and some lip-gloss. Then I exited the restroom and sashayed back to the table. None of the girls gave the game away as I approached behind Evan. I assumed Jean had clued them in on what I planned to do. I sat back down at the table. Evan was looking at his phone not really paying attention, which I guess mean he's excused for not seeing the vicious grins Jean and Kitty sported.

I sat down at the table and smiled at the girls. Then with a bit of a higher pitch in my voice I said. "Hey Y'all I'm back." This was spoken right as Evan was drinking from a can of Coca-Cola. His eyes cut to me, then bulged. Then he spewed coke out of his nose.

Kitty and Jean began to giggle, and Ororo began to chuckle lightly. I put on a look of faux concern. "Are you ok, Evan?"

"What are you wearing?!" he demanded while coughing up a storm. "I looked down at my outfit in exaggerated confusion. Then I looked at him.

"Well I'm not wearing a billboard for VANS skating merchandise." I said with a mischevious grin.

"No your just wearing Girls' clothes!" He exclaimed almost in a panic.

"Oh..." I said looking down at my clothes again, before looking up flirtaciously. "Do you want me to take them off?"

"Ye-NO!" He exclaimed with widening eyes. This was to much for the others. They all burst out laughing. Seeing everyone laughing at him had Evan sulking. "Yeah, yeah make fun of the spikey dude." He muttered looking away.

I smiled sweetly at him. "Don't be mad Evan. Remember, you get to see Scott and Kurt's reactions."

This seemed to lift his spirits as an evil grin formed on his face. "Hey you're right." he agreed, and just like that all was forgiven. Boys are so easy. I thought with a grin.

Turns out Scott was absolutely speechless, Kurt, however, just looked at me and shrugged. Wolverine took one look at me and snorted, before going to have a beer. Professor Xavier just smiled indulgently, before ushering me back to the danger room for more power lessons.