The X-Men are a group of Mutants that come together to face off against hate crimes and big bad guys and… Yeah, I'm going to be honest I'm not very knowledgeable when it comes to the X-men as a whole. I've seen a few movies and watched X-man 97, but that's about it.
Why am I telling you all this?
BAM!
"Rise and shine Bub, Jean made breakfast."
"Did she season it this time?" The short, angry, hairy man just grumbled before leaving.
"I'll take that as a no." Well, call it cliché but I've been transported into a comic book. You see it happened last week when…
Last week
"That's it—the man, the myth, the legend Justin Won has won EVO 2025 for MVC2." It was mid-July 2025, and Justin Won had just won the MVC2 Championship for the like 100th time. Honestly, no one doubted he was going to win but to say I was calm…
"LETS GOOOOO!"
That would be an understatement, life up to that point was good. It was summer vacation, and Tekken had finally dropped its first guest character. Solo leaving got a Third Season and No Game No Life came back… yeah I wish. Over all life was great.
But I would be telling you all this if things stayed this way. "Mom I'm going out!" there was a local tournament at the mall by my house and I was eager to go.
"All right, be careful." Poor mom, she had no clue those would be the last words she would say to me…
For the most part, the tournament was fine people won and lost but the vibe was of friends doing what they love the most, however…
"Damn it, man! Lab Coat is such bullshit!" there will always be people who can't take a loss.
"Hey man, it is like that sometimes." And people who are a little too proud.
"I don't want to hear that, you are trash without that character!"
"how you lose the talk shit make that make sense."
"Oh, you want me to make some since I got you!"
BANG BANG BANG!
It was a horrible day, many lost their lives in the crossfire, myself included.
I want to say after that I met god or found a small window that said [Do you want to start a new game] but instead, I got a "Hey wake the hell up!"
By whom you may ask, "I said wake up!"
"I'm up, I'm up, and why the hell is it so cold?" I sat up rubbing my eyes and wondering why I was also slightly wet.
"laying down in snow will do that to you."
Snow? Looking around snow covered everything ground, dead trees, me. "are you going to keep sitting there or are you going to stand up?" looking up I see.
"I'm sorry are you cosplaying as Wolverine, also where are we?" The man sighed and then pinched the bridge of his nose. "I swear that's always their first question, I am the real Wolverine. And to answer your second question you're in Canada."
I looked him up and down. "First, Wolverine isn't real, second, how the hell did I get from Florida to Canada?" The man just looked at me and brought his fist up, three stainless steel claws shot out from his knuckle. To say I was left speechless would be an understatement.
"Now that we got that cleared up, Florida you say." He looked at me, then I noticed his eyes narrow or the eyes in his eye mask, now that I think about it how do they do that, especially Spiderman?
Also, he's been kinda quiet for a while, "Hey you good?"
"All right, I'll bring him with me, listen up kid you're coming with me." He said, "Say less it's cold I'm confused, and frankly I just someone to explain what the hell is happening."
"don't we all." So I followed him, walking through the cold woods of Canada was rough but I was fine, there were too many questions that needed answers to help distract me from the fact that I'd already been poked by six different sticks.
We made it to an open clearing. "Wait here, it should be here any minute." Wolverine sat on a log, I chose to stand. "what will be?"
"Our ride." He said not paying me any mind. "All right in the meantime mind if I ask some questions?"
"I do actually, so can it." Great, I forgot that he's kind of an ass.
Seconds turned into minutes and all I could think about was how I got here and how is any of this real. Honestly, I'm glad I'm not panicking, probably due to the shock of it all.
"hmm, it's here." He stood up and looked at the sky, looking up with him a jet swoops in before landing in front of us. "What even is today…"
The back of it opened up and three people walked out, well actually more like two people and a furry. Wolverine walked up to them looking slightly annoyed. "What took you so long?"
"it takes time to fly Wolverine." A man with blue and yellow tights and a red visor, it's cyclops you know it's cyclops I know its cyclops let me not point out the obvious. "I presume this is the kid?"
Wolverine just grunted in walked into the jet bumping into scott on the way in. Yikes, talk about tension. Cyclops some blonde lady and beast all walked up to me. "Hello, I'm Cyclopes with me is White Queen and Beast." He outstretched his hand.
"Uh yeah hi, name's Damien." It took his hand and shook it, I won't lie I'm not the biggest X-men fan but shaking a real superhero's hand is definitely peak excitement! "So, I'm guessing you're taking me back to Florida?"
"Not quite, Go ahead and do it." I looked at him confused and I noticed the world started to spin. "Hey… why is the?" before I could even finish my sentence everything went black."
When I opened my eyes everything around me was covered in some black mist the only thing I could see was the black and blue tile floor. Standing up felt weird as if instead of moving each individual muscle, it was instead replaced by set movements that were out of my control.
[Stop]
The text appeared in front of me, was this it, was I about to be a video game character?!
[Read these terms and services]
There are terms and services for my own body.
A small text window showed up, and without reading a single thing I scrolled to the bottom and hit I accept
[loading…]
[choose your settings]
A Screen showed up with only two options,
Ui-Off
FPS mode- On
Stange, I know what the UI is I'm gussing that's my levels and stuff but FPS? I moved my finger over to the FPS option and a small text box popped up.
FPS- Frames Per Second When moving instead of moving with fluid motion each movement is executed with the set number of frames assigned to it.
"interesting so movements would be dictated by fames instead of muscle, I'm going to have to pass on that standing up was already difficult." I turned off the FPS mode and turned on the UI.
[settings save, settings can be changed in the pause menu]
After that, the black mist started to fade revealing three doors in front of me.
Street Fighter Fatal Fury Tekken
[choose wisely, your pick will dictate how you play for the early portion of the game.]
These are all fighting games, what kind of system is this? Are these moves I'll unlock as I level up? If so then I need to think big about my options.
Tekken is probably going to be the least beneficial, especially in a world of superheroes and villains, while the moves are cool none of them could protect men going forward not unless I could start with like the devil gene even then It only activates when you're about to die.
So then It's a choice between Fatal Fury and Street Fighter. Both games have pretty flashy moves but Street Fighter has better defense options, The parry alone from Alpha 3 should make it the clear winner.
Stepping forward I grabbed the door handle to the street fighter and opened it. A blinding light shot out and I covered my eyes when I opened them again I was lying down in a bed looking at a closet door.
Well not what I was expecting, I sat up and noticed I was in a new pair of clothes a blue shirt with a red and black X and yellow pajama pants covered in the same logo.
Talk about tacky.
I get out of bed and look around the room. Knight stand, desk, window, all normal things for a personal room, too bad it has the personality of white bread.
Knock Knock
Someone's at the door? "Uh, come in." it was that blonde lady from earlier, Ice Queen if I remember correctly.
"Yes, that is indeed my hero name," she said placing some food on the desk "How did you?"
"I'm a telepath, I can read minds."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Damian, and I apologize for knocking you out." I could feel her voice in my head. "Yeah, not a fan of that also why did you knock me out?"
"Normal people can't know about this place so until we could confirm you were one of us we had you sleep on the way here and until cerebrum could get a better read on you." The look I gave her just had 'I have no clue what any of that means' all over my face. "Right allow me to explain."
"You Damian are a mutant…" she said leaving some tension in the air. "Oh, am I supposed to act shocked, hold up GASP! This can't be!" she just gave me a half-lid stare "Very funny, as for where you are at Xavier's school for gifted youths also known as the X-Mansion."
"First time I've been to a school where there are beds, I'm guessing you are a teacher?" I look here up and down and that outfit has to violate some kind of dress code. "we like to the of ourselves more as parental figures than teachers, despite it being called a school it's more of a foster home so no I'm not violating any dress code."
Right forgot she could read minds, "most people tend to, but of course, as headmistress of this academy I welcome you."
"Wait, I can't stay here I have a home and family to get back to." She sighed. "Well, she did say you might say that."
"Who said that?" she looked at me. "Sorry, Damian this isn't your universe there is no family to go back to."
"ah, I see…"
"Did you forget I can read minds again, no need to be yelling so many profanits." Right, mind reading. "Don't feel too bad you're not the only one in this predicament."
"What do you mean?" she started walking to the door "Don't worry you'll meet them all soon, for now just eat. Oh and sorry for the food." She closed the door and I was left alone with my thoughts.
"In another universe huh." I didn't know how to feel a part of me wanted to cry but another part of me realized that crying got me nowhere.
Grumble~
"All of me knows that I'm hungry though!" I pick up the food, chicken, and rice. I take a bit of the chicken.
…
…
This shit is so bland
A single tear rolls down my face, and I fall to my knees, I am drowning in despair…
Author note: hi new series, I realized that out of all of the gamer system stories, none acutely do fighting games it's always RPG or dating sims. Info going forward, there will be heavy FGC terminology going forward for those who do not understand what I am saying I encourage you to look stuff up it will be important for future scenes. Depending on how complex the thing I'm talking about is I'll be a brief explanation at the end of the chapter.