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God I looked good.
Finally I was returning too Xavier's institute. And if Jean wasn't lying, There was a mission for me too go on this week. Instead of me wasting away in classes I've already done.
And well, Go clubbing.
My hero outfit was on, God I'd kiss Midoriya for making this. It was just...perfect. The visors were sitting up in my hair. Which I've noticed has grown an inch or two since I first got reincarnated. The back part of it now just barely touching my shoulders, And a few more blonde streaks popping up in it.
Getting too the door, I gave Ashido and Yaoyorozu a hug. Which they appreciated, And from the corner of my eye catching Uraraka watching me. A large blush on her face from my exposed chest, Damn right I was hot.
Checking my phone, Nightcrawler had informed me he'd be outside U.A momentarily. Instead of the limo Storm had got me in last time, I now had my own personal friend who could fucking teleport.
"Right, Time too go." Yaoyorozu pulled back respectfully, Holding both her hands by her skirt. Meanwhile Mina practically whined, Having too be torn out of my arms. Grumbling too herself beside the much taller girl.
Walking out the door, Looking over my shoulder they were both waving...And not leaving till kurt got here. The blue devil soon teleporting through a misty portal not much longer, Smirking devilishly at the two girls at the entrance.
"So rogue wasn't enough for you?" Smiling cheekily, I nervously scratched my cheek. Before he let out a laugh slapping me on the shoulder.
"Not my fault I'm attractive." Letting out a grin, He did the same showing his defined canines.
"Of course, Polygamy isn't exactly taboo in the mutant community. There is a large difference between men and women." Shrugging his shoulder, I just kept my grin at him. Before he waved back at Mina and Momo, Both of them staring at him with a look of confusing. And then I was pulled back into the very uncomfortable form of transportation.
And then I was back in the school, Holding my stomach with a groan Kurt laughed again. Sitting down on a couch which I soon followed. Bringing out his phone and typing rapidly.
"And what exactly are you doing?" Raising my eyebrow at him, He merely put up his three fingers in a 'shut up dude!'
Or at least that's what I got from it.
"Telling you're fan club you're home. They were very adamant I did so."
The second he finished the sentence, A few of the X-men walked out. Scott, Rogue, Jubilee and Jean mainly. No kitty, Guess it makes sense since she practically has it out for me. Why? I didn't know. Would i find out? Probably not.
Most were still in they're night wear, Besides Jean. Which did make sense when it was currently 9am. Why I got here so early? I didn't really know, Just decided now was the time too leave.
Scott raised an eyebrow at my outfit, Barely peeking out over his crimson glasses. Taking a seat beside me with a small smirk on his face.
"That your 'hero' outfit?"
"Damn right it is, Suits me doesn't it?" Proudly showing it off, From the corner of my eye I seen Rogue's face rapidly flush. Jubilee catching me glancing at her and only sticking her tongue out at me childishly, While Jean gave an agreeing nod.
"How come you ditched the shirt Wolvy?" Smirking at me, With a hand on her hip. Jubilee's eyes exposed for the first time in what felt like forever, She always had them club glasses on.
"Well, It was just impracticable. And maybe I could stun my opponents like I'm after doing too her." Pointing at Rogue, The group all laughed while she only stood with her jaw open. Throwing up a middle finger at me while smiling fondly. "And let's be honest, This looks a lot cooler."
"dead right"
"Yeah I second that."
"Third!"
"Me too."
"Would've made more sense too have a shirt and not a jacket, But fuck yeah it's cool."
All of them had a different reaction, But it was nice knowing I looked awesome. Even though Midoriya had cemented that idea in my head from the fan girling. It was nice too get a second opinion.
Or five.
Everyone eventually found they're place on the couch, Scott was beside me from before. Jean sat at the arm rest on the couch beside me, Something Scott didn't seem too happy about. Slightly turning his head before flipping back forward.
Rogue had sat beside Kurt the couch opposite us, A small coffee table separating us. While Kurt himself was fairly dressed, With his tail resting on the back of the couch. Rogue was still in her pyjamas, For once exposing her midriff with her shirt. But she still had her leather gloves on, Catching me looking for a moment she began twirling with her hair, Even making me flush a small bit and look away.
Jubilee sat on the lone seat, Throwing her feet onto the coffee table. And I was getting the impression she didn't like socks, Mainly because this was becoming a regular occurrence. She also wore a crop top with shorts, Her hair still a mess from sleeping.
And while I didn't exactly expect him too come, Bobby wasn't present. Kitty not being here wasn't exactly a shock.
Wouldn't it have been funny if i copied her powers?
"So, Where's Bobby?" Glancing around the room. Jubilee only laughed at me saying that, Sitting upright with a grin on her face.
"Does it exactly surprise you he's not here? For one. He's asleep, I heard him snoring on the way here. And two, He has a one way rivalry with you." Snorting too herself, I could only nod in response.
"Well I would beat him, But i'd refrain from saying that too his face. It'd only make him cry."
"I'd rather no fights on my team Casey, Please and thanks." Smiling, I got the feeling Scott wasn't messing. The slightest hint of a beam forming in his eyes. Acting as a warning.
Little does Scott know I could just brainwash him right here and now, And there wouldn't be any fight here.
Actually on Technicality, I was the strongest in Xavier's institute. Although I actually didn't know if I could mind control people much stronger then me, Or someone with another conscious. Like Jean.
All of the people around the table all put two fingers too they're temple, Obviously getting a message I wasn't. Maybe resistance too mental abilities wasn't all good. Jean staring down at me before speaking.
"Charles wants too speak too you, Just a 'check-up' he says." Scoffing, I reluctantly get out of the seat. Before Rogue practically shoots out of her seat. Embarrassment quickly painting her face.
"I-I I'll walk 'im there, I'm goin' that way anyway." Her southern accent was slipping out again, Making me smirk at her knowingly.
"Sure, Anyway I'll talk too you guys later." With a multitude of different variations of 'bye'. I began my walk too Charles's office. Rogue following closely behind. Tugging at her gloves again like something was bothering her.
I had went too speak too her, But forgot completely what I was going too say. So I merely put my head down, Walking in a silence that was rather comfortable. Coming too the stairs to the second floor.
When a hand grabbed mine, That's what made me turn around. Rogue staring at the ground nervously, Holding my hand through her thick leather glove. Before speaking.
"I..I wanted too ask you."
"Ask me what?"
Almost like there was someone (Seriously charles, Get a life dude) listening. She let go of my hand, Nodding her head too whatever was being said with a sigh. Beginning to walk back the other way. Reaching my hand out and grabbing hers.
"No, What did you want too ask me?" Turning back too me, Hidden grief was behind her eyes. Something that was making me worried a small bit.
"Professor told me not too, But...You're the only person that hasn't instantly dropped dead when I touched them, And it's been so long. I-I just wanted a little touch, N-Not even for long. Just quickly. I know it hurts you." Staring down sadly, I mentally prepared myself for the feeling of being electrocuted. Taking her glove off slowly while she stared at me in shock.
"Shoot, I can take it. Just don't knock me into a coma." Giving me a little smile, She shakily took my hand into hers, A shudder of relief escaping her while she held it. Taking her other glove off with her teeth and placing both her hands over mine.
But me? I was in pain. Various parts of my body screaming 'no! Get it away!'. But...
She was sexy.
So sucking the pain up, I put all my might into appearing alright. Only rubbing my nose when a small trickle of blood began to escape it, Which she quickly noticed letting go.
"I-I'm sorry-"
"Nope, I'm A-okay don't worry. Just have a runny nose y'know?" Smiling through the pain at her, She seemed too appreciate it. One of the brightest smiles on her face I've seen, looking down at the floor in contemplation while putting her gloves back on.
Placing her glove over my cheek, She kissed the glove. Staring up at me with her dark grey eyes, Affection practically covered in them. Smiling at her I took her other glove, Bowing down slightly and kissing it while looking up at her. A blush covering her pale face.
"Thank you."
She began too walk off, While I did the same. Turning the corner too Charles office before falling into the wall, Leaning against it with a groan of pain.
From what I know, Me and dear old dad are the only people who she's touched for longer then five seconds without knocking them out, And the only reason she can't feel the pull of my powers is because of [Conformation]. Meaning she literally can't take my powers. Cutting off the whole painful transitioning of powers part.
But that didn't mean I still didn't feel the pain, Of course I did. My healing factor was practically working overtime too get me up too full speed. I was going too need a permanent solution, And sooner rather then later.
Standing back up with a slight groan, I mentally prepared myself for Charles's usual interrogation. Opening it up too see him sitting there with his usual kind smile. Beckoning me too take a seat.
"New style?"
"New style."
Chuckling too himself, He pulled a lever on his wheelchair. The seat extended backwards while he let out a satisfied sigh. Was that function really necessary?
"Letting rogue touch you? Even if it hurts? That's a dangerous game Casey, You don't know the consequences that could have on you're body." Frowning slightly, He only stared waiting for an answer.
"Yeah well, Too be honest. I don't care." Shrugging my shoulders he just raised an eyebrow at me. "If I'm the only one who can even survive her touching me, She deserves it. And besides it's only a little bit of pain."
"You started bleeding from you're nose and slammed into the wall head first, I don't think that's 'A little pain'"
Fuck. Had me there.
"True, But I think I'll manage."
Chuckling too himself again, We fell into another comfortable silence. It was weird sitting across a professor X that looked exactly like he did in the movies when I was growing up. Meanwhile half of them didn't look like they're movie counterparts, Especially Rogue. She was a completely different person. But from my brief encounters with him Wolverine was just a shorter Hugh jackman look alike.
...Does that mean Hugh Jackman is technically my dad?
Weird.
"Anyway, I mainly just brought you here too check on you after U.S.J. One of you're teachers Toshinori, Or all might if you'd rather that. Said that you performed quite well there. Almost beating a beast at his level." He was some sneaky bastard, Had a finger in every pie. How did he know this?
"I wouldn't go that far, The best I could do was hold it off. If it wasn't for my healing factor I doubt I would've survived." Better too be humble then cocky, Atleast when I'm speaking too someone who can read most people's minds. I really lucked out with the mental block.
"Hmm, But also...Nezu mentioned you had a new quirk." Furrowing his brow he stared at me, Awaiting another answer. Something he was getting quite fond of.
"I don't know if it's a new quirk exactly, But yes I activated another part of my quirk. Brain washing. But I've only used it once, Made a dude jump out a window." Chuckling too myself at the end, Reminiscing on Bakugo's 'die!!!' Before splatting on the ground. Releasing the control too him groaning on the floor. Even when brain washed he still had a potty mouth.
"Impressive, Could you give me a demonstration." Sitting upright again, A normal smile landed on his face. Pulling his seat forward again and placing his hands on the table.
"Xavier?"
"Yes Casey?"
"Pick up the pen."
I activated [Brain washing]...But nothing happened. Only staring at me with an amused smirk, Picking up the pen in a joking manner before placing it back on the desk.
"I didn't expect it too work on me, In my youth a quirked user tried the same trick. And it didn't work because of my telepathy, Apparently cancelling out. But he didn't have the same trick you do, Instead of having too get a response from someone he only had too touch them. Which in some circumstances would be harder then others."
...How did he get all that from one conversation? Seriously this dude was dangerous.
"Hmm, Good too know. I was expecting some sort of limitations." Nodding my head he did the same, Pulling out another case file of me and scribbling it down.
Did everyone have a file on me?
"Last thing before you go Casey, Scott and Jean insisted too bring you on a mission with them soon. You're current...outfit will suit." Eyeing my up and down again, I could only snort at him. It can't really be blamed. I was shirtless.
Simply putting a thumbs up, I left and made my way towards my dorm here. Thankfully I had spaced out the clothing between the two home's I had now. My old apartment practically having been scrapped. And I did stick out like a sore thumb going around in my hero outfit.
Getting into the room, I just changed into a basic outfit. Once again not bothering for a shirt I put on a basic 'Pixies' hoodie and plain grey cargo pants.
It's not my fault all Casey Howlett had was band clothes.
Putting my outfit away under the bed. And leaving the sword in the drawer, I stared at my old Jacket. It's old Black and white colour scheme that I wasn't very fond of. I had thought Rogue would like it.
Fuck it she can have it.
Grabbing it i put in on for probably the last time, Making my way towards her dorm. I had been in Xavier's office for the past half an hour or so (It did not feel that long.) and classes didn't start today till noon or so. More then likely she was back in her room.
Knocking on the door, I took off the short lived trip with the jacket and folded it neatly in my hands. Awaiting my future goth girlfriend too open the door, But my smile quickly dropped too her usually nicer friend who had it out for me.
"What do you want." Attempting too put on a fake smile, Which clearly wasn't working for her. I peaked over the much shorter woman into the room, Getting up on her tippy toes too block my access.
"Is rogue here?" Simply asking her, She practically scoffed before closing the door over. A loud bang on another door inside the dorm coming, With a loud 'Get out here!' From the petite woman, Walking back over and opening the door with a small scowl.
"She'll be out now. Wait there."
Practically slamming the door in my face, I could only let out a sigh at her antics, I genuinely didn't know what I'd done too her. Bobby I had well, Murdered someone he was 'trying' too save. But I don't think I'd ever done something bad too Kitty, And if memory served me correctly she was usually kind in the movies and the odd comic I read.
Instead of the rough close from before, The door opened slowly, Rogue peeking out before noticing me. A small smile on her face when she stepped out, Her short auburn hair with the white streak in the middle damp from the shower, Hanging down too her shoulders. With a tight shirt on her and long black jeans.
...I Definitely didn't stare at her chest.
"What's up." Dragging me out of my staring competition (Which I was winning) Rogue was staring up at me with a smirk, Placing a hand on her hip and leaning slightly. Not breaking eye contact while I tried to get the words out.
"Well, My friend made me a new set. And well I was gonna throw it out probably. So do you want my old jacket?"
Practically not waiting for me too finish, She snatched it out of my hand. Placing it on quickly, It was a bit big for her. But it fit her colour scheme, The white was especially good too go with her hair.
"Yup, I'll take it." Crossing her hands over her chest, She practically beamed up at me. Making a bright smile also come too my face.
"Good, Well i don't really have anything else too do. So I'll see you in class?"
"See you in class, Sugah." Letting it slip out again, A flirtatious smile landed on her face. Walking back into her room waving me goodbye.
...God I loved her.
Well with nothing else too do, I walked down towards the kitchen. I might as well make myself a bit of breakfast, I had mutant history at noon, And that was gonna require a lot of mental preparation for. Mainly because I didn't care about it, I know it's technically my heritage. But I also got the impression it was incredibly bias.
Running into Kurt on the way, He turned me off path. Pulling out his phone quickly and placing his three fingered hand on my shoulder, Shoving the phone in my face.
'U.A's newest upcoming hero' with a picture of me leaving U.S.J, my bare top visible in the blurry photo, Along with my sword 'death' in my hand, Thankfully I had sheated my claws keeping that one under wraps. But even still, I didn't exactly want too be public.
"Casey! You're practically a celebrity alter!" Throwing his hands into the air, I could only laugh at his antics. But that last word.
"What's a 'alter'?"
"German for dude, My apologies it slips out sometimes." Rubbing his blue hair I could only let out a laugh, Patting his shoulder.
My body however, Instantly stiffened up. Letting go of Kurt and walking towards the main door, One of the smaller kids was walking past. Quickly picking her up I ran towards the hallway placing her down.
"Wait here."
I...smelled something off, It was similar too me. The same X-gene smell, So it was probably Logan? But no...There were two.
My answers were quickly answered. The door quickly smashing open too show my dishevelled father, And holding an unconscious girl who looked very similar too the both of us.
"Someone! Get Hank! She needs help!"
-James 'Logan' Howlett-
Logan walked through the forest outside Xavier's institute, He didn't know how far he'd go. And he didn't exactly care.
After his...son. Had his incident in U.S.J. The slightest tinge of fear came in his heart, But it shouldn't of.
Casey's mother wasn't a good person. Logan was sure of that, After his conception she had went on the run. And various times she'd had too bail her out of problems for her sons safety. But yet she kept robbing till it killed her.
Casey was like his mother, Kind on the outside but hiding a dark secret. Logan knew exactly what happened in that school, Even if his son had repressed it. That was the last time he had seen him, until now.
The past had came back too haunt him, An eternal mistake on falling in love with one of the most famous villains of all of America. She told him she'd turned a new leaf, But it was all a lie. Having used him too make 'The perfect mutant'.
What a load of horseshit.
But that wasn't his issue at the moment, Sniffing the air and smelling...him. No, Casey was in the school. He was sure of that, That's why he wasn't there. But this scent was awfully similar too the both of them. Breaking into a sprint the wolverine ran through the outskirts of the forest, Getting closer and closer too the paper trail he was following. Until he seen her.
Passed out beside a tree, James Howlett's blood went cold, Staring at a girl that looked like his daughter. And two adamantium claws sticking out of her knuckles. Briefly waking up and seeing him. Before falling back unconscious. And he knew exactly where she had came from, A growl escaping him.
Stryker.
That bastard had been trying too replicate him close too three decades, And none of them had been majorly successful. But now he was staring at what seemed too be a perfect clone, A girl probably thirteen or fourteen in age. Her claws naturally retracting and the holes instantly sealing. Close too what his was like in its prime.
"Don't worry bub, I'll get you help." Steeling his nerves he picked up the light girl, The faintest sounds of branches snapping in the distance making him full on sprint back too Xavier's institute. Not daring too look back once.
Casey was a mistake, That was something James was sure about. While it wasn't his fault. It was a mistake him and his mother had made, But this girl. It wasn't her fault. She was a blank slate, And he wouldn't let Stryker turn her into a merciless soldier like he had done too him.
The institute came into sight soon, Some of the younger students running out of the way from his charge. Breathing heavily partly from his nerves while he ran. Not even attempting too open the door and barging it open, His...son standing wide eyed at the sight of the both of them.
Casey's mother had already corrupted him, But this girl...She could be saved.
"Someone! Get Hank! She needs help!"
And for that the groundwork's for the next arc have officially been set. For anyone wondering why kitty's such a prick. I actually have a half decent reason why.
If you look at it from her perspective, Casey's the son of wolverine he dislikes for an unknown reason. And insists that he's not a good person. So kitty being wary of him is her just looking out for her friends, Under the impression he's a bad guy.
Song while writing - Drain you (Nirvana)