Chapter 3: Infinity vs The Danger Room
WINCHESTER NEW YORK- Xavier's School for Gifted Children
The following day N'Azzari came out of the shower and popped his joints as he stretched.
'I'm off balance, shit. need to stop and plant my feet.' N'Azzari to himself before glancing through the window and sun-touched grass.
Making up his mind the prince opened his window and put on a black vest and a pair of spare basketball shorts, before leaping out of the building from the third floor and landing in the middle of green equal distance between the water feature fountain and the big, old tree.
"Alright it's too early for anyone to be up but this should be fine," N'Azzari muttered to himself as he sat down crossed his legs and began to meditate as he learned in his last life.
There was a lot to process his first time in another nation a riot broke out, the X-men arrived, and his new friend was like him, a mutant.
'And then there is Ororo, the last four years nothing not a sign of her, but boom on a random ass night in America, a night with the X-men and here she is, and she doesn't remember me, T'Challa, Shuri or Wakanda for that matter.'
"I need to get to the bottom of this."
"LOOKOUTTTTBELOWWWWW!" a voice cried out from above causing the young teen to glance over his shoulder was one of the normal residents rocketing towards in an out-of-control fashion.
'That explains all them craters round back.' N'Azzari thought as he sighed. 'There goes my peaceful meditation,' N'Azzari as he contemplated on what to do next 'Dodge or block? If he hits my infinity at that speed will he go splat? Probably shouldn't risk it.'
N'Azzari still did not move even after more cries could heard in the distance for him to move.
CLAP!
A single clap echoed throughout the area, everything was still in that moment the bystanders watched on as one of their peers lose control again and crash into the new guy. The human rocket closed his eyes in fear not seeing space itself warp around himself and his accidental target and in a blink of an eye the two had swapped positions.
N'Azzari fell a couple of inches off of the ground but with his panther-like reflexes, he was able to land like he just hopped to his feet.
The rocket fortunately was now where N'Azzari used to be. Unfortunately, he was still an out-of-control rocket, so his powers continued as dug a deep trench in the yard.
"Ouuuu, that looked like it hurt. You ok in there?" N'Azzari shouted into the trench-like crater.
"I'm alive," a hand holding the thumbs came out of the smoke. "Sorry about all that, been trying to work on my landings."
"Whelp I'm going to head inside to get some breakfast. You want some?"
"Sam, Sam Gunthrie. And nah I'm going to lay here for a second and come in for a bit, wait for feeling to come back."
"Fairs, see you inside Sam, and the name is N'Azzari." The teen said his piece and turned to leave.
'How did I not hit him? It was like one second I'm here and he is there but then I'm there and he is here? Maybe I'm overthinking it.
Inside the mansion, N'Azzari decided to follow his nose to lead him to where breakfast was being held.
'Arriving at night sure is different to the day,' N'Azzari thought as he wandered, he noted the beauty of the well-kept mansion as the sun was illuminating the old home revealing beautifully carved wooden stairwells and architecture.
'Not as grand as the palace but similar to the Hokage quarters.'
Due to his enhanced senses he found his way to the kitchen/dining area where some of kids and adults saved last night were scattered about whereas the several teens who N'Azzari had yet to meet along with Ororo, Hank and another man in a wheelchair entered into the room.
"Hello everyone," the man in a wheelchair spoke up addressing the room. "My name is Charles Xavier, this is my school for gifted youngsters and while I know your all went through a harrowing experience last night, I hope you will find the facilities here to allow you all some comfort as you recover."
"Now shall we go through some introductions?" Charles asked politely but his gaze was focused straight on the former shinobi.
With the room still silent the prince sighed.
"Well I guess I should be pretty upfront then I guess. The name is N'Azzari, my likes are gardening, meditation, and pushing past my limits. My dislikes are well I guess now being bored.
'There we go, something simple and believable.' N'Azzari thought as he sat down at the table making sure to lock eyes with Xavier. 'Now if you're doing what I think you are doing, I would advise staying out my head any deeper.'
'My apologies, I wasn't hear last night so the team had to rely on a more inexperienced telepath. I must protect my students first.'
'Hey I get it you're looking after your people, I'm just warning you for your benefit, my power is more than you could imagine.'
Snapping back to reality N'Azzari realised that most of the room had finished this introduction ceremony. The prince stood up on the last word of the final person.
"Now I know everyone has questions but we can talk later as for now let us eat and break bread with each other," N'Azzari spoke loud and clearly 'Still can't remember when my Hokage tone drips in with the royalty spiel, but he was fucking hungry and by Bast, he was going to eat.'
"The half pint is right let's eat," the short gruff one spoke up and made for the table.
"Half pint? Who are you calling half-pint, jiji? N'Azzari questioned with a narrowed gaze, slipping into his original tongue.
"Old man? Ha, not bad, kid. Now let's eat."
Soon the room filled with a shared joy of sharing a meal, instead of reliving a painful memory, they were allowed a breath and ease each other because while N'Azzari and Jubilee got off quite lightly some of the other survivors were not so lucky.
'That boy is quite charismatic isn't he,' Charles thought to himself this time as he watched his kids go and mingle with the newcomers and welcome them all the same.
Sometime passed and breakfast came to an end and as everyone filtered out of the room leaving only four people in the room.
Logan
Charles
N'Azzari
Ororo
"Now then you have questions," N'Azzari spoke aloud narrowing his gaze by the tiniest margin towards the telepath before turning towards Ororo. "So do I."
"Of course, but how should we begin?" Charles spoke up.
"Well I can truly introduce myself a reintroduction so to speak." N'Azzari smiled softly before standing up from his seat. "My name is N'Azzari. Prince of Wakanda second son to King T'Chaka and Queen Ramonda, and you Ororo are not alone, your fellow countryman stands before you."
'I'm from Wakanda? Wait did he say prince?'
'Wakanda now that's a name I haven't heard in a while,' Logan thought.
'Interesting and surprising.'
"It was on the night you were taken that I unlocked my mutation."
"Which is what exactly?"
"I can't say exactly it's more of a feeling. Like being connected to everything."
"Helpful."
"Don't know what to tell ya I'm a 14-year-old kid, and I'm currently studying genetics at an undergraduate level you dick." N'Azzari snapped back at the gruff-looking man.
'How advanced is this child,' Charles thought to himself before opening his mouth "We can have Hank draw some blood and we can have a look at your genome, maybe get a better understanding. With your permission of course."
"As long as it's destroyed afterwards, I ain't fussed. As royalty there are protocols, I must adhere to." The prince spoke with a serious nonchalance if there ever was a way. 'That was just an excuse but realistically I don't need another me running around and technology is far more advanced now than it was in my original life.'
Charles was about to speak but paused for a moment.
'I this what I looked like when having an internal conversation?' N'Azzari thought back to his times with Kurama.
'I miss you, buddy.'
"Now back to you, Ororo. Before I was rudely interrupted." N'Azzari spoke up intentionally staring down Logan before returning his gaze towards his friend.
"You work with this man," The prince spoke in his mother tongue.
"Yes I do, Logan he is a teacher here at the school," Ororo responded back in the same language.
Logan's and Charles's eyes widened at what they just heard and N'Azzari's smirk had turned into a full-blown grin.
"What?" Ororo questioned still in Wakandan.
"What language are we speaking in?"
"Huh, but. But how was I speaking Wakandan?" Ororo started speaking in Wakanda before remembering who else was in the room and switched to English.
"How do you know my language if you are not from there, I highly doubt it is taught in most major schools and you have been gone four years and someone as smart as you maybe could pick up a language that fast but to be that fluent, that natural I don't know doesn't quite seem possible." N'Azzari finished with a smug look on his face. "Oh and if that is not enough evidence the next time you are looking at yourself in a mirror just take a peak inside your mouth."
"Now where have you been for the last four years?" N'Azzari asked as he narrowed his gaze on Charles.
Seeing the tension in the air Ororo answered quickly.
"I only remember the last three years, the Professor here saved me from an evil telepath known as the shadow king who wiped my mind out of spite because I ran away."
"Is he dead?"
"His body is currently deceased," Charles answered.
'His body is? What an interesting way to word that.'
"Do I have a family?"
N'Azzari did his best to hide the twitch when this inevitable question came up.
"Yeah, you do. You have a sister, I haven't seen her for a while she's been on assignment for a couple of years. Ever since you went missing she threw herself into her work. Your mother is okay she is still in Wakanda."
"And my father?"
N'Azzari couldn't hide this grimace. He watched as the young woman's eyes widened. Tears fell for a man she could not remember. The sky outside began to change as thunder could be heard rolling in.
Flashback Start
The capital was burning everything was on fire. Brother fought against brother, Sister against sister. The faith Militant broke away the head priest vowed to Bast that the second prince was a bad omen, that the second son was evil incarnate, all because the priest's daughter went missing the day that N'Azzari awoke his powers.
Standing at the ground floor entrance to the royal palace stood to children one clearly a teenager the other a young teenager if not the boy was close to thirteen.
"T'Challa, we need to end this madness. No more chances"
"I know little brother, I'll be the one to put him down." N'Azzari just stayed silent, only nodding his head in approval at his brother's motivations.
'He's trying to protect me from killing,' N'Azzari thought, sweet but unneeded.
"Just try and keep up."
"Keep up you're the one with the powers I expect you to do the heavy lifting."
"Heavy lifting?! Fuck you I'm twelve and my back is hurting from the carrying I've been doing today." N'Azzari cursed at his older brother's teasing.
"So I got 2 plans."
"Okay?"
"One we go in all stealthy like and free our sister and the others."
"or?"
"Two we both go in loud through the front door."
"I vote for plan three."
"Three?"
"Yeah, three we split up you do the stealth I'll walk through the front it will be a race to the throne room."
"I will not leave you alone, you know you're their main target."
"And they won't even lay a scratch on me just because I'm young doesn't mean I ain't ready. It's the only way, believe it." The elder twin spoke with such compassion T'Challa forgot who he was talking to.
'When did he grow up?'
"Okay brother we will go with your plan but any sign of trouble you book it out of there what that man has done is unforgivable."
"Take your own advice and hold fast brother."N'Azzari offered his fist with a cocky smirk.
"You're going to go overboard aren't ya?" T'Challa asked as he too smirked already knowing the answer and bumped fists with his younger brother. "Fine just don't blow up my room."
"No promises."
"There is going so much to clean up, what a pain," T'Challa muttered to himself as he decided to head off to the side before glancing at his younger brother already ascending the stairs to the front gate.
The two separated once more N'Azzari heading up the stairs that lead to the front gate. While T'Challa snuck around the side looking for a stealthier place to exit.
As the second son reached the apex of the stairs he found the courtyard littered with rebel soldiers of the FML all armed with sonic weapons.
"You actually broke into Shuri's vault now that's very impressive," N'Azzari commented.
"Look it's him."
"He is stupider than we thought."
"Mutant scum!"
"Is he really walking through the front door. The arrogance of this Panther cub."
After hearing the murmurs and the insults sent his way the former shinobi just smirked.
"Do you really expect me, to sneak into my own house?" the prince asked with condensation dripping off of his words.
"Open fire!" Someone shouted as a volley of sonic blasts where shot towards the lone prince did not even move.
"Die you freak!"
"You and your ilk will bring death to Wakanda!"
"The faith will protect us, where the Panther tribe has failed us."
The barrage continued until every rifle was depleted of charge.
"Hold!" The leader of this group called out as they could no longer see the target.
"Wait for the dust to settle until then recharge your weapons! We don't when the Black Panther will arrive."
"Aww you're worried for your King but not your prince, that seems a bit fucked up if you ask me." The prince's voice called out from within the dust cloud.
"It can't be, that's impossible." One of the gunmen cried at the voice as a shadowy became more visible, revealing the prince unharmed and unscathed from the sonic wave barrage.
"You guys had your fun now, we done? Because I got a country to save. Oh, and my sister can't forget about my bratty little sister." N'Azzari stated as he began stretching his arm out and a menacing grin plastered over his face. "You guys should give up now or I can fold you out here and now.
"Shoot him!"
N'Azzari just sighed as he brought his hands forward and clapped his hands sending a rippling shockwave throughout the surrounding space, an omni directional attack that emanated from his palms. The force of the spatial wave had cleared the courtyard. The former shinobi could tell from the force of the attack that this group of around 17 people were either out cold or dead but he didn't have time to ponder.
'He is the reason for all of this chaos." N'Azzari as he thought of a man he once called uncle.
The young mutant raised his left hand, levelling at the massive gate barring his way.
Flashback End
"He was killed. It was during the civil war two years ago between Wakanda and a Terrorist group the Faithful Militant Liberationists."
"Huh?"
"I can explain all later but as it Wakandan matter I cannot discuss it here and now but we will go through it later in greater detail. As for now, I believe you're your friend and Xavier has something to say."
Realising that the two were just speaking another language completely foreign to him but he detected hints of Xhosa and possibly another language.
'Probably a sister language to Xhosa or the possibility of a shared ancestry between the native South African and Wakandans. More importantly, I have searched her mind and found nothing even relating to this.' Charles thought to himself before focusing back on the two teens.
"It looks like your friend is coming to the end of her rem cycle and is about to wake so why don't we head down to the infirmary, run some tests and welcome a newly realised mutant."
N'Azzari's eyes widened as a smile returned to his face at the thought of his 1st American friend.
"Let's go see the firecracker," N'Azzari said before pausing as he felt his bracelet beginning to vibrate.
"One second." The prince raised his arm and tapped one of the beads. 'Wakandan security code?' Why I get this here, unless.'
"Ah fuck." The prince cursed as he dropped his arm and looked towards the three others in the room.
"So, the short story is my mum knows I'm not in my room and I give her approximately 6-7 hours before they track me hear so we may need to speed this along."
"Ha, Mr Bigshot is scared of his mother." Logan half laughed as he teased the younger teenager.
"It's not me, I'm concerned about," N'Azzari answered coolly before suggesting for them to lead the way to the med bay.
Around five minutes had passed for the four as they all reached the infirmary where the prince's friend was currently resting.
GYAHHH!
N'Azzari burst into the room coming to a skidding stop as he saw his friend on the floor and not in the bed like she was supposed to be.
"That fracking sucked!" Jubilee yelled out as she picked herself off of the cold ground.
'Ah she fell off the bed,' the prince thought to himself before snickering
The sound of snickering drew the girl's attention causing her to glance up, and locked eyes with the weird but cute boy she met yesterday, before glancing at the three others who rushed into the room behind the boy.
"Good morning to you too," the boy said as he stepped towards Jubilee "And please be careful can't have you opening up your stitches again."
At the mention of stitches, Jubilee reached up to the crown of her head and gingerly searched for the wound.
'Last night was real.' Jubilee thought as she glanced at her palms 'I'm a freak and a murderer.'
"Alright Chuck, Ororo how about we give the kids their space since the Prince has some explaining to do," Logan spoke up as he began to head to the exit. The old soldier caught onto the tone coming from the younger girl.
"Gesu yaro," N'Azzari cursed in Japanese 'Really you're going to be like that ite bet, the prank war is on old man.'
"Prince?"
"Later, I'll explain everything later. Just right now though it's about you."
Jubilation just nodded numbly as her memories of the night prior kept flashing through her mind's eye.
"It doesn't take a mind reader to see what's on your mind. No, you are not a murderer, your powers awoke at a stressful point in your life, and mine was the same." N'Azzari as he stood by her and put his hand on her shoulder to offer some comfort.
"Yours?"
"Yeah mine," the teen smirked "Check this out." The teen boy closed his dark brown eyes and exhaled a deep breath. Only a few moments of silence before the young man opened his eyes revealing the formerly brown eyes had been replaced with molten amber eyes.
"Now watch this," the teen said simply as he pointed across the room towards her pink sunglasses on the side.
The glasses shot from the desk straight into the teen-awaiting palm.
"I can do a lot more with it but you're getting an actual demonstration later today."
"I am?"
"Yup," N'Azzari said putting more emphasis on the p making a popping sound. "Now shall we get the staff in so they can talk to you and get some blood from me."
"Staff?"
"Oh, I mean the X-men, it was them who got us out of the city. I'm not surprised you don't remember a lot, you had lost a lot of blood by that point."
Whilst the teens were having their conversation outside of the infirmary Logan stood side by side in silence. Logan offered nothing outwardly but that's why Ororo needed time to process all that had just been told.
'Hank can you make your way to the infirmary are we have N'Azzari, we're going to run some tests.'
'Oh excellent, on my w-" Hank began to respond mentally before the sound of static filled Charles's head.
Forced to break the connection and shut off his telepathy.
'Something cut me off from Hank. Could it be?' Xavier thought to himself as he rubbed his temple and a headache began to form.
Noticing the frown on the telepath's face form Logan stepped forward taking his attention off of the student they found a couple of years back.
"Chuck? You doing ok?"
"Hmm, Logan oh yes. I'm quite alright, just a slight headache and I've got a feeling whatever that boy's powers disrupt telepathy somehow."
"How do you mean like weakens it?"
"No, I'm completely cut off unless I want to cause harm to myself. We can run a few tests once Hank gets down here and those two are finished in there."
X Mansion- Danger Room
Up in the observation deck, several X-men and students stood looking down at the new guys powers. Alongside Ororo, Logan, Hank, Xavier, and Jubilation Xavier observed several more of his students enter the deck.
'Jean, Emma, Kurt, Scott, Forge and Sam Gunthrie, very curious.'
"Welcome everyone we're about to get started. Now we have no actual idea of his capabilities." Charles spoke as he looked at the latest entrant into this room.
Down in the main chamber, the former shinobi stood his eyes closed and hands raised behind his head completely relaxed.
'I probably got around 6 more hours before the family reunion, I wonder how they are gonna react when they see Ororo again.'
"Now Mr N'Azzari are you ready to begin?" Xavier's voice came over the speakers.
"Hit me with your best shot!" the prince responded while giving a thumbs up.
A loud siren sounded off.
"LEVEL 1,"
A single turret popped out of a wall and started firing black rubber balls at high velocity.
N'Azzari quirked an eyebrow at the quaint machine.
'They are more advanced than what's in our latest security reports. Still, childsplay compared to the toys my sister cooks up.'
N'Azzari eyed the incoming projectiles ducking underneath the objects, before dashing to the side and went to strike the turret before coming to a skidding stop.
"Erm can I break stuff here?"
"Try your best short stack, ha!" Logan's voiced came over the intercom this time.
"Dick and fine then to charge with the bill." N'Azzari stood letting the turret lock its aim on him. As it was just about to fire the prince activated his powers, his dark brown eyes bled molten amber until there was no more brown and just as the projectiles were about to make contact.
Back up on the observation deck the audience where shocked at the rubber cannonballs just not moving in front of him.
"Is he telekinetic? Like me?" Jean asked in response to what she was seeing.
"I dunno but he is fast for a kid," Scott responded not expecting much from some 14-year-old mutant.
"I'm not picking up any psionic energy in that chamber," Hank spoke up as he looked at the screen monitoring the room and the current teenage occupant.
"Are you sure because my telepathy is out again," Emma responded in an annoyed tone.
"How do you mean," Hank asked.
'Telepathy isn't working?" both Charles and Jean thought but one was more surprised than the other.
'He didn't get shot last night,' Jubilation's mind flashed back to the night before just after she knocked her head.
Back in the chamber before the turret could let off another volley he hopped slightly grabbed at one of the rubber cannonballs and chucked like a dodgeball towards the turret. As It ripped through the air the observers could see a faint blue glow before it sped in between the individual cannons before smashing into the actual turret destroying the machine in a glorious fashion.
"That the best you got?!" N'Azzari shouted as he sat down in the air unmoving.
"How is he doing that he is just floating upside down," Jubilation questioned as she looked down through the glass viewscreen.
"Still no psionics, but this is fascinating" Hank muttered as he read reports from several different sensors.
"Alright then kid try this on for size." Logan said over the intercom, as he dialled up the difficulty several notches til the dial entered its 20's.
"Wait Logan no!" Charles tried to stop the older mutant but it was too late.
"LEVEL 25."
The four older teens all stared at Logan like he had grown 2nd head.
"Level 25, you got to be kidding me," Kurt spoke up first surprise written across his blue face.
"That level takes all five of us, at our best to clear that level," Jean spoke up noticing the confusion on the younger three teens' faces.
Suddenly holographic soldiers began appearing, with holographic hostages multiple turrets and.
"Are those giant buzz-saws with flamethrowers attached?"
"Yup,"
"Sweetness." N'Azzari said with a smirk.
The prince's smirk became a fool-blown grin fox-like and wild, allowing his old shinobi instincts to run free.
'This might be a good time to test that out. Also, note to self-hologram assisted training might need to see if Shuri's got an idea cooking in her R & D.' the prince thought as he eyed every hologram out on the field in front of him.
Increasing his power output, his eyes emitting a molten amber light now the teen took a massive inhale and taught about his targets.
CLAP
All of the holographic hostages were simultaneously teleported behind the prince's back.
"Now let's dance, dattebayo," N'Azzari said not noticing his verbal tick from his old life come out.
Bouncing on the balls of his feet the teen mutant closed his eyes and cracked his neck. The holograms trained their guns on him and began firing hard light bullets but like the rubber cannon balls from level 1 the opening salvo stopped moving short of their target.
Come on be more creative than that." N'Azzari declared before dashing forward his feet releasing a pulse red light from his feet, flash stepping to the nearest holographic henchmen before slamming his knee through the holographic soldier's face shattering the hard-light construct. It took nine flashes and the rest of the holographic soldiers were destroyed.
Up in the observation deck, the X-men looked on in awe.
"He's fast!" Sam shouted in amazement at the speed. "And such control."
"His hand-to-hand is top tier he's had training," Logan spoke as he watched the kid tear through the holographic combatants. 'So many styles, he switched between Wing Chun, Silat, and Jiujitsu almost seamlessly and through in a few other styles he had never seen before. Who the hell is this kid?'
'By God, that's his power, but these readings it means,' Hank thought as all of the data he was getting from the chamber below and the bloodwork from earlier, he believed he had an explanation for the boy's mutation.
'He is strong,' Emma thought as she looked on at the cute annoying boy she helped rescue last night. 'Wait cute? Where did that come from.'
Scott stood there speechless as he watched some teenager just dominate a course like it was nothing.
Forge just looked on in despair as
'Is it warm in here?' Jean thought to herself while she was impressed with the teen's performance so far something about him was making her feel exceedingly warm but she couldn't figure out why.
While the demonstration was going on drawing everyone's focus onto the young man no one saw Jean's left iris transmute into fire briefly before returning to their original shade.
Forge was only looking on in despair at his prized state-of-the-art training facility. A facility that was currently being torn apart.
The prince back flipped out of the way of the extending flaming buzz-saws before focusing on the same object that tried to saw him in two, pointing his right hand at the joint and soon after the entire extending arm and blade were covered in a blue hue and with a flick of his wrist the whole thing was ripped out of the wall launched into the near turret, which it promptly ripped through with ease.
'Now then that was disappointing.' N'Azzari sighed as he raised both arms around shoulder level.
'Remember just like last night, fold the space, never try to force space into a form it doesn't naturally fit,' N'Azzari thought to himself before he focused on all of the remaining turrets and giant saw blades
CRUSH
Every turret seemingly crushed underneath its own weight crumbling into uneven orbs.
"Come on this can't be everything?" Naruto spoke up loud enough to pick up the observation deck as they mostly looked on in shock and awe.
'Its not over yet kid,' Logan thought to himself as he knew what came next.
"Here it comes, the kid is done at this point."
"What do you mean," Emma asked as she glanced at her crush standing next Jean.
"Just wait and see Em," Scott answered with a small smile before he turned back to the viewing screen missing the blush that slowly spread across her face.
A now familiar sound rang out, causing the Prince to sigh.
'Really more holographic soldiers that go smash in one hit.' N'Azzari thought as a shadow grow over his body blocking out the light.
"Who switched off the, woahh you're a big boy aint ya." The prince began to complain as he looked up he saw giant sentinel standing over him.
"I haven't fought one of these in forever!" Naruto cheered 'Though it was a prototype and in a lot worse shape.'
CLAP
The prince had gained some distance from the mech which stood at an impressive 50 meters tall
"Exterminate all Mutants."
"No emotion, I think I should be scared look I'm quaking in my shorts."
The holographic sentinel just raised its palm and let loose a laser beam.
N'Azzari's eyes widened as the red laser blew up in his face.
The audience watched on.
"They get lasers, that is awesome they are like the Pacifistas we got." N'Azzari gushed before looking directly into the dead robot eyes of the sentinel.
"This hologram is as durable as the real thing right?"
"As far as the latest model we have met in the field," Logan answered as he noted Charles wheeling his way over to Hank and the console, while the kids were all fixed on the prince who still had not moved as the Sentinel unleashed a salvo of missiles and lasers towards with not even a speck of dirt on his clothes.
"Great! Now just to prove a point I'm going to smash this thing in one move." N'Azzari looked directly at the observation deck locking eyes with Emma, Jubilation and Ororo.
'You're going to get a demonstration later today.'
'Don't worry I'm the strongest.'
'My powers awoke when you were taken.'
The three flashed back in their minds to conversations they had held with the teen.
"Now then focus on the space held in your palm," N'Azzari spoke as he cupped his left as space began to distort in his palm.
"What is that blue light?" Ororo spotted a small but bright light appear.
Then Sentinel was not sentient but its code was warning it to not let this being complete what it's doing. So, with the purpose of self-preservation, it focused all of its power into one singular beam and released all remaining missiles.
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"That is an unholy amount of missiles.' N'Azzari thought he leapt out of the way of the first missile while still maintaining control of his technique gathering in his hand.
'No defence alright then, looks like I'm betting it all on this. Then again that is the Uzumaki way.' N'Azzari thought to himself as he dashed forward toward the incoming salvo of missiles.
47%
"What is that idiot doing?" Emma said as she watched the teen dashing towards the weapons.
"Dying to win and risking death to win are two completely different things" Ororo said in a trance still only focused on the mutant below.
"Huh?"
"I don't know but I think he said it to me once."
79%
Red flashes filled the arena with each step dashing and weaving in between an almost endless wave of hard-light exploding missiles.
The air began to screech.
'You got this, ignore it and focus on the rotation, it's all about control.' N'Azzari thought to himself as he gritted his teeth as the space he was manipulating began to grind together. Sweat began to form on his brow as he struggled with wrangling the technique under his control.
"Charles are you seeing what I am."
Charles Xavier had no words as he read the readings.
After dodging the last two rockets the prince was already on the move kicking off of the ground using his flash step to dash and leap straight at the mechanical titan
97%
'It needs to be smoother than that before I add power to this thing, good to know,' the prince thought his mind already working on ways to improve the technique, as a blue orb formed in his palm, the size of a basketball.
"He is going for a head-on assault with that little thing?" Scott questioned, clearly sour some kid was showing him and his team up.
"Nah, N'Azzari is unpredictable when he fights you have no idea what he is going to do next."
Kurt looked at Ororo with concern.
"I don't remember him but I feel like I know him."
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N'Azzari's grin was large and wild at the sight before him the 50-meter-tall mech seemed to have focussed all of its power on the chest centrepiece.
'Is that a uni-beam?' "Come on you automated trash can that's the best you got." N'Azzari taunted as he reared his left arm back.
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"DIE MUTANT"
'Did it just narrow its optics at me?' "Oh, whatever shall I do," N'Azzari whined with sarcasm dripping off each word.
The basketball-sized orb that looked like a typhoon of energy in his palm expanded dramatically.
'In a past life that would be one giant Rasengan. For this life though how about,' "Blue: Spiral Rebellion," N'Azzari tried out the name as he swung his arm forward at the gigantic laser beam coming his way.
In Jubilation Lee's eyes, this looked like manwa or manga she grew up reading because of her dad.
'Giant mech, lasers, spiral death balls, this is insane.' Jubilation Lee thought as she watched her friend leap towards the laser. "You got this!" the girl cheered, she whooped and hollered despite knowing her friend couldn't hear her.
N'Azzari met the beam head on the clash was mighty and bright. The two pushed against each other in a mighty struggle.
A struggle that lasted 0.2 seconds the prince's attack ripped through the laser and used his momentum to drive N'Azzari's attack straight into the chest of the hologram which screeched against the sentinel armour before it began to twist and became mangled from the pressure the attack generated.
As the prince let go of the technique what was left of the sentinel was catapulted across the room and landed in a heap.
"He has enough power to one-shot a sentinel," Forge shouted shock and fear came over his face.
The others had to agree since they were staring at half a sentinel.
"He just upped and vaporised the damn thing, not bad kid." Logan praised through the intercom.
"It's only a pair of legs. That's what's left." Emma looked on shocked but also with a blush as she stared at the teenage superboy. "He wasn't kidding, he is strong." She muttered to herself.
Kurt and Scott were hyped by the last clash but one of the two was concerned with what this kid's powers were.
CLAP
As soon as the audience registered the clap the cocky teen mutant appeared before them his spread as he took a boy a impish smirk on his face as he took an actor's bow but with twice the ego.
"Holy hell that was so awesome," Sam dove in first, what are your powers and how many do you have?
"He has two mutations," Hank spoke up from the blood work we can determine two mutations. "I believe your primary mutation your body generates dark energy, and this energy allows for you to manipulate space itself. And from the readings you were just giving off you powers would work on space at the atomic level."
"Space? As in anything in space or like space travel" Kurt muttered.
"I know about the space part already, but dark energy is unknown energy we don't what that is but from sounds of it, what your telling me is I have power over space and I have almost limitless possibilities and applications from this." N'Azzari responded to Hank. "I can teleport at the clap of my hands, I can increase my speed by rapidly blasting off space hence the red flashes, I can stop you from moving with a thought and focus. I understand space."
"What was the secondary mutation Hank." Logan pushed on.
"Your body assimilates and adapts."
'That explains the heart shaped herb crap when he woke up,' N'Azzari thought as the memory of having to drink that nasty-ass tonic to purge the herb but nothing worked he was a black panther in terms of abilities with more upside than his father but still a 14 year old boy and he wasn't the heir.
"Meaning what exactly?" N'Azzari asked.
"Meaning how we process food, toxins drinks if your body finds it useful it adjusts your body to gain from it and strengthen your body against things such as toxins or poisons."
"Damn, that sounds broken."
"Says the old man with a healing factor." The prince responded with a lot of snarky.
"And you neuter and spade telepaths."
"I do?"
"Young man please can you tell us when you activated your powers?" Charles said with authoritarian seriousness.
"Erm around four years ago, why?"
A few swipes at the console he was at the display window shifted to show a power surge that happened four years ago.
'Happy birthday, ' N'Azzari as he thought back to that day when everything change.
"Yeah, that's the day."
"Four years ago on this date, we sensed you on our system for a brief moment before you vanished but we managed some readings. And comparing your awakening power output compared to now it is a difference between a puddle and a lake." Hank took over the explanations.
"You are what we call an Omega-level mutant."
"Which means?"
"Your powers potentially have no upper limits."
"Oh, I could have told you that, but I wonder what it was like connecting to all of space for the 1st time must be an amazing thing to remember." The young man grumbled. "Now if we are done here you have something of mine." N'azzari looked directly at Hank.
"Ah yes, here you go," Hank smiled and passed the tablet in his hand over to the Prince.
Taking a second to look over the tablet spotting a tube containing his blood.
"Alright eject." N'Azzari yanked out the tube and slid it into his pocket.
'Check on Jubilation, tease Emma, and inform home of Ororo to get a message to her sister and say goodbye and hello to some of these guys.' The prince thought to himself as he fully disconnected from his powers allowing his eyes to return to normal.
THE END
Alright third chapter is done and dusted not much but a lot happened I think
Leave a review it feeds my engine of creation
Will N'Azzari form his own group, or join with X-men?
Infinity makes its way into the story I thought it was kinda obvious and I may have shot myself in the foot by using this as a power but it has been in my head for a while and like Naruto will have the potential to match anyone in Marvel.
More on the Wakanda civil war next chapter
Also, should Naruto learn magic on top of his mutation
Some ages are mixed up
N'Azzari in this chapter is 14
Ororo is 19
Scott is 18
Jean is 18
Kurt is 17
Sam is 15
Emma is 15
Jubilation is 15
Logan is I don't know OLD
Should I Keep the boogie woogie alive?
Charles is old but is younger than Logan obviously
Also, Phoenix can sense his power and is intrigued by it.
No pairings just got one more time skip to hit before I start looking at romances. But let me know who to consider let make it interesting. Any Black Widow & Scarlet Witch choices will be ignored