Date: Thu, 09 Jun 2005 20:22:17 -0400
From: michael lemley <bmsdude2@hotmail.com>
Subject: generation X 4

Disclaimer- X-Men is a registered trademark of Marvel Entertainment Studios
and this is just a work of fiction and fantasy...if it is illegal for you to
view sexual or homosexual stuff go away.

Generation X

By: Michael Johnson

The Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters

     	Chad woke up in a large room filled with beds. There were several
people around his bed, including Scott, Professor Xavier, Jean, Storm, and
Warren. The headache that Chad had made him a little groggy. "What
happened?" Chad asked.
     "You had an anxiety attack. I believe that you have a case of
Claustrophobia." Xavier said.
     A large man with blue fur came up to Chad and stuck a thermometer in
his mouth. "Just keep it there for a few more seconds," He said.
     Chad apparently had a startled look on his face because Professor
Xavier chuckled and said, "This is Dr. Hank McCoy. He is one of our resident
physicians."
     Hank gave a shy smile and waved. He reached for the thermometer and
said, "98.6, he's going to be alright."
     Jean, Storm, and Warren gave Chad a hug. The three of them left. Xavier
began speaking once the door closed. "The end of your tour was supposed to
be here anyways, we need to run a few tests and get some of your vitals etc.
Scott will stay here and show you the rest of the underground portion of the
school once you are finished."
     After Xavier left, Hank took Chad's weight, height, wingspan, and
temperature and recorded them. "Okay, now we need to do a quick I. Q. test."
Hank said.
     "What's an I. Q.?" Chad asked.
     "It is your Intelligence Quotient. It shows how smart you are. Mine is
in the high 300's." Hank replied.
     Hank brought over a strange helmet looking machine and hooked it up.
Chad was surprised at how easy it was. Hank explained how it worked. "This
machine is one of my own designs. Instead of taking a 400 page test, we go
straight to the source of all your knowledge. This particular way of testing
cuts the time by about 97.43285764 percent."
     Hank put the machine on Chad's head and turned it on. After a few
minutes, Hank turned it off and printed the results. Chad was confused when
Hank called for Professor Xavier saying that it was an emergency.
     Xavier wheeled in and Hank gave him the paper. Xavier's jaw dropped.
Chad was starting to feel a little annoyed at this whole being kept in the
dark thing until Professor Xavier said, "Your results are astonishing! Your
I. Q. rivals Hank's. I will probably not even assign you classes because I
don't think we offer classes that are quite hard enough to challenge you."
Xavier told Scott to finish the tour then he and Chad walked out.

Danger Room

     Scott brought Chad up to a door that was larger than all of the others
in the hallway. Scott punched in a code and the door opened. "This," Scott
said, "Is the Danger Room."
     Chad walked into a huge room. Up at the top of the ceiling was a small
control room. Chad focused his eyes and saw that Warren was in the control
room watching him and Scott. After a couple minutes, he saw a window in the
control room open and Warren flew out. There was something different about
Warren. Chad realized what it was. Instead of Warren's normal flawless,
tanned complexion, his skin was a baby blue color.
     	"I hope you like the change. As part of my mutation, my skin is blue.
Professor Xavier gave me a watch that will project a hologram across my body
showing that my skin is the tan color that you saw first hand." Warren
explained his change in appearance.
     	"Well, why are we here?" Chad asked.
     	"I am going to teach you how to fly. Now," Warren began instructing.
"You have to jump into the air. You then spread your wings and start beating
them rapidly. After that, everything should come second nature." Warren
jumped and flapped all in one graceful motion. He became airborne and began
flying around the Danger room.
     	Chad mimicked what he saw his mentor do. He was FLYING! He felt so
free and alive. His entire past melted away as he embraced the altitude and
air. The danger room was tall so he was able to fly up and down. Oh, God, he
could get used to this.
     When his wings were sore from the workout they had received, he gently
folded them and swooped down, landing gracefully on his feet. Warren,
astonished by this feat, let out a loud whistle. "Chad, you're a natural!"
     Chad was beginning to feel sore all over. He had worked muscles that he
never knew he had. His chest muscles, which were directly linked to his
wings, were throbbing. "Warren, that's enough for today." Chad said and
walked out. He located the elevator and paused.
     `I can't go in there,' Chad thought. `I will probably pass out and no
one will find me.'
     "I can go with you, to help you. I know of your Claustrophobia," He
heard Warren's voice behind him.
     	"I would like that," Chad said without looking to face Warren.
     Warren walked up to the elevator and pressed the open button. The two
of them walked in. When the door closed, Chad put his face in Warren's
chest. Warren held him in an embrace. "There is nothing scary about the
elevator. You are safe," Warren spoke with a soft voice.
     Chad felt safe in Warren's arms. He felt like he belonged there. He
wanted to stay like that forever, but the elevator ride only lasted for a
minute.
     When the door opened, Chad stood up straight again. Chad took in a deep
breath and said, "Is it okay if I stay with you tonight, ya know, in your
room."
     Chad held his breath until Warren said "Yeah, I think that will work.
But I only have one bed, so we'll have to share."
     "I don't mind," Chad replied.


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