Date: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 08:14:05 +1100
From: wayne unknown <waynewriteswords@outlook.com>
Subject: Avalon Chapter 1

Disclaimers

I do not own the rights to any of the characters of the Marvel
universe. Any original characters referenced in this tale are my
intellectual property (I think, copyright law is confusing :S)

I know and care little about the sexuality of any of the creators, actors,
or characters involved in the Marvel universe. Similarly, this story
contains graphic descriptions of gay male sex. If that may offend you, I
suggest looking elsewhere for entertainment. Otherwise enjoy some smut. The
smut will be widespread and hopefully organic to character growth.

Partial credit goes to the story Mutation by Phoenixfire543 (on nifty) for
inspiring me to write my own variation on the whole superhero genre. His
protagonist inspired mine power wise, though mine varies a lot in
temperament and disposition.

Glossary of terms and other stuff...

*text between these symbols indicates telepathic communication *

^text between these symbols indicate Victor using 'water voice' to
communicate with someone^

Within the psychic landscape

Dialogue tags/actions followed by: dialogue

Scenes not in the physical realm or not viewed personally by Victor will
start with :: LOCATION::

and end with :: ::

For clarity (I hope). Ice Golems used by Victor come in 3 settings.

Paul sized 6 foot broad shoulders refered to as 'golems'. Medium speed and
power.

Onyx sized (when he's transformed into his larger form) 7 foot tall
physically imposing refered to as 'Onyx golems'. Slow but powerful hitters.

Victor replicas sized about 5 foot 10 slight build (his average height and
shape) referred to as 'statues' or 'ice statues'. Fast but not very
intimidating, powerful or as durable. Often used as a proxy for tasks the
real Victor can't be bothered to deal with personally.

proxies: 'statues' used to do personal mutant errands

Authors Note

I would have posted this chapter about a week earlier but I got sidetracked
by a stay in hospital. Woops.

Chapter 1 exodus
Saturday early morning

:: Office::

An attractive naked-ish guy in his early 20's is bent over a wood desk his
dress pants pooling around his ankles, a loosened tie flapping back and
forth as an older man who is mostly dressed in a business suit pounds his
ass. The older man's hairy ass flexing as he fucks his junior
executive/intern/PA?

They moan and groan as the elder picks up pace.

I slide in behind him shoving my hard cock into him during his climax. He
turns around and yells out in fear.

I look down and my cock is human the rest of me shifts between flesh and
ice at random.

:: ::

I wake up screaming in a pool of my own sweat, hard and disturbed... Luke
tries to comfort me but I'm distracted by the vague sense of something
familiar and incomplete lurking in the back of my mind.

 I seek out with an `eye' towards the city and after an intensive search I
find them.

:: Office::

The couple dresses hurriedly as they keep glancing at the messy remains of
my half flesh/water proxy. There's blood and a severed 6 inch penis on the
carpet.

I reach out and liquefy all of the mess and disperse it. The couple
exchanged a confused glance and left the office.

:: ::

I seek out Sean misting through his locked door without even opening
it. Sean wakes up. We're alone in his room.

"What's wrong?" Sean asks

"I've really fucked things up and I don't know what to do."

:: Pyschic landscape -Castle ::

Sean pacing back and forth: I have no idea what to say to this.

Me: Yeah this is not the triumphant day of independence I hoped for. This
is the first time I've had one of these weird wet dreams since the first
one and it was even worse than last time.

Sean: I'd suggest getting Xavier's help in isolating it but I think that
bridge is well and truly burned ...

Me: Yeah well that's his fault.

Sean: Neither of you are helping the situation. The best I can do is ask
for you and see if he has a solution that doesn't involve him placing a
block in you.

Me: Can't he just memory replay the way he did it to me for you. That way
you can do it. I trust you.

Sean: It's a very involved process and there's a risk that his personality
would bleed through into mine and I like being me.

Me turning back to normal abandoning the Proteus persona: What do you mean?

Sean: If he shared a lot of memories there's a chance that the way he'd
react to certain things would leak into me. I might end up siding with him
and do more than cut off your sleeping self from your power.

Me: Fuck me. I'm so screwed.

Sean: You're unique.

Me: Uniquely fucked up.

Sean shrugs: The last time you had this dream you came back from hanging
out with Mark with Tom and James. Maybe that's what made it happen again
after you've been free of Xavier's restraints for a while now.

Me: So I shouldn't have sex?

Sean: You might need to refrain until I find another way for you.

Me: Guess I'll have to live vicariously through your sexual exploits.

Sean sighs: Lachlan and I had a fight last night after we came back. I'm
trying hard not to read his mind to find out the real reason he picked a
fight. I'm not sure we'll work out.

Me: But you guys are so cute together and look hot fucking.

Sean slumps back on a bed that appears from nowhere: I care about him but I
think we may have moved too fast into something serious because of stuff
and I don't know.

Me: I'm sorry I can't help but I've never really had a relationship with
anyone.

Sean disappears. The bed remains.

:: ::

Sean shuffles over in bed making room for me. "Want to cuddle? I'm feeling
a bit lonely without company."

"Sure" I slide into his bed, my hard cock pokes into his underwear clad
bulge.

"No sex remember" and he nudges me onto my side facing away from him and we
lay like that his arms around me.

I relax in his arms for a while before becoming restless and I manifest
dozens of Golems at the lake playing around with them. "I should head
off. I still have to grab my stuff and get everyone else organized.

"We'll keep in touch bud. When are you leaving?"

"10 am."

"Okay I'll see you there."

I get dressed in my room and go out to the lake. Via water voice I
broadcasted to everyone ^Departure time in 30 minutes. ^

I had 2 prototype `dense golems' on either side of me in case Xavier wanted
me to jump through more hoops as the other golems trailed behind me as I
waited for the others to come out.

The Morlocks and the others came out with their suitcases and personal
belongings along with dozens of other curious students and the X-men. They
looked surprised by the sight of golems on the lawn. I guess the army of
golems would be intimidating to people who'd never seen it before.

I shifted to ice, `bodyguards' at my side. The other golems I merged
together into a single amorphous blob of water which I then flattened out
and froze into a large ice disc platform. I hovered the stadium sized disk
several inches off the ground in preparation.

^ Load all your stuff onto the platform.^

Xavier had authorized the Morlocks (according to Scale) to take anything
they wanted from downstairs and they had taken that to heart. Scale had a
wheelbarrow filled with a couple of odd looking computers (the learning
modules) and assorted hardware and tools. The other Morlocks had their
stuff piled on mattresses as makeshift suitcases.

Centaur was helping the others to pile on mattresses onto the flying disk
while the other Morlocks disappeared downstairs to grab more stuff. I had
to adjust my power output to each new thing added to the collective
weight. Control of my powers had been a bit iffy since Sunday. Now that my
training wheels had been broken, I had to readjust to using the right
amount of power to get the right result.

Last time I had done something like this I transported wounded and
unconscious enemy soldiers to the local hospital but I hadn't been overly
concerned if they were injured in transit. Now I had to be much more
careful as this was going to be a much longer trip and I didn't want to
drop my followers.

I created a rim around the disk a foot high so things wouldn't fall off and
hovered it a yard off the ground. Once all the extra stuff had been loaded
onto the disk and I felt confident enough that I could maintain decent
height at this weight I lowered the disk and said ^everyone on one at a
time. ^

Once everyone else was onboard I hopped on as well moving to the center of
the disk, my feet disappearing into the floor as I merged a little with the
disk and slowly lifted us up in the air. The ascent knocked Gargoyle off
his feet which set off a domino like series of collisions with 5 other
people before Scale got knocked off the edge. Luckily as I had `eyes'
watching our progress from above I reached out with an ice tentacle from
the base of the `disk' around Scale's ankles and stopped his descent. I
pulled him back up onto an unoccupied mattress.

I set us down onto the lake.

This was going to take a lot more effort than I expected, good thing we
weren't expected anywhere at any particular time. We couldn't travel from
an airport as the Morlocks didn't have valid ID's for one reason or
another. The X-jet was a possibility but it'd require multiple trips and
it'd be problematic with the Morlock parents if they wanted to come
along. Anyway I wanted us to be independent.

While down I redirected everyone to spread out more and drew out half the
lake to add to the `disk'. I extended the outer wall until they were 7 foot
high and thickened them so that if someone crashed into them they'd not
shatter easily.

^Lifting off again ^

As we ascended into the air the floor sprouted ice tentacles around my
followers ankles to hold them in place as we gained altitude. People
muttered and grumbled...

^This is temporary until movement is smoother, bear with... ^

I released the restraints once we had finished ascending and had started
moving forward. This allowed everyone else to move around and unpack and
snack and talk or whatever.

I drew in more water vapor around the `disk' which was more like a large
ice cake tin now to create a mist cover to hide our progress. I ranged out
my awareness with multiple `eyes' watching out for air traffic as we moved
towards the city. We were moving at about 30 miles per hour.

Scale came up to me and said "We're up later than usual. Do you think we
can stop for a nap before we see our parents later?"

^Sure. We'll park in Central Park. It'll give everyone else a chance to
stretch their legs^ I looked down at my legs merged into the center and
shook my head.

We stopped at Turtle Pond near Belvedere Castle (according to the signs). I
extended out the mist further lowering the water temp to make it biting
cold as we landed to discourage the pedestrians from coming closer as we
landed.

As I landed us on the section furthest away from the Castle and the
families wandering through it, I drew in more water creating a large
makeshift building for the Morlocks. I created a dozen golems to help the
Morlocks settle their mattresses into their new rooms and the Morlocks
settled down for a nap.

Luke came to me "Hey Hound we're going to get lunch, you coming?" Luke was
with Gaia, Onyx, Spark, Paul, Peter and the last minute additions of Water
Walker, Sludge and Blur.

^Don't need to eat. I'm going to work on making more buildings. When you're
done with Lunch if you could scout out anything we can use for later that'd
be great. ^

Luke looked confused for a second before he shrugged and said "Can you let
us out?" I knocked down a section of the wall to make an impromptu
drawbridge for them to exit much to Spark's amusement.

I used water from the Turtle Pond to expand the ice settlement into more of
a frost fort. I added a large central tower for myself and added another
building for the other mutants to bunk in and a water tank near the center
for easy water access.

Using the nearby castle for inspiration I added an ice brick veneer to the
outer walls for fun.

After those adjustments I needed a break from using my powers, flying 30
people via ice was tiring as I had to maintain the walls against air
friction, check for air traffic via `eyes' while maintaining a mist cover
around us as we travelled.

Now that we were stationary I could send a surge of power into the ice
every once in a while to maintain the shape of everything.

The only person around that was conscious was NightCrawler who had joined
out of curiosity over Abraxas.  He was hot for a blue guy but recent events
had made it problematic for me to indulge in sex and as ice I wasn't very
horny.

I ranged out with `eyes' until I located Luke and company they had finished
lunch. I called back Peter, Paul and Spark via `water voice'.

I set off Paul with Spark on a mission to reinforce our temporary home
against friction so I didn't have to expend as much energy on
maintenance. Paul's reinforcing power had limited range and duration which
is why I told Spark to use electric attacks to test the effects. I kept an
eye on them until they had expended their energy. Their stamina ran out
fast as they had never needed to extend themselves this much. I assigned
Peter to `double' small cookies until he ran out of energy. He managed to
get an extra kilo of cookies out of a bag before running out of stamina.

I checked on Luke and the others. They came back but they didn't want to
stick around long as it was `too cold'. Luke went off to buy blankets with
Onyx. The other `passers' went off for a walk through the park. Onyx and
Luke came back after an hour with dozens of blankets. I had a couple of
Golems distribute some of the blankets to the sleeping Morlocks while Luke
and Onyx went to join the others in their walk.

Luke and others came back several hours later as the sun set with more food
and earthen pots filled with soil. Nightcrawler left to go pick himself
something to eat with a now awake Abraxas. The Morlocks left shortly after
via the sewer system to talk to their parents and convince them to come
with us on our journey to Luke's farm.

 ****

Night

When Luke came to visit me at night wanting to have sex I explained about
why I woke up screaming and that it wasn't safe until I got an update from
Sean as to how to resolve the issue.

He left soon after.

Afterwards I froze part of the lake around us as I sent a surge of power
through the ice making everything `dense' so I could have a couple of hours
of sleep in my new tower.

Sunday

Morning

The Morlocks returned with their parents around 6 am. Their leader Callisto
wanted to fight me to ensure that I was worth following.

Armed with a couple of knives Callisto moved around me at super speed
stabbing into my ice armor over and over again. It was ineffectual. I
simply reformed the armor over and over again until her stamina wore out
and I tangled her arms and legs in ice restraints. She conceded the match.

Afterwards I demonstrated a fraction of power by creating a rain that
morphed into hail then snow then a fearsome blizzard. They decided to
follow me impressed by my displays of power.

I created another building with 2 dozen rooms for the parentals as I didn't
know what their sleeping arrangements usually were and I didn't want to
have that conversation with them on the first night/day.

^I'm sorry but sleeping facilities are limited at the moment. I'll see what
I can do about getting you something more to sleep on^

"We're used to living rough." Callisto responded before marshalling the
Morlock group away.

When Luke woke up I asked him "Do you think you can organize mattresses to
be delivered to the farm for our arrival?"

"When do you think that will be?"

"A few days probably. We just gained another 25 passengers and between Paul
and me we've doubled the weight of the ice from when we started. "

"Do you think you can still get us there or should I organize a bus or
something?"

"We'd need like 2 buses and what if we got pulled over by the cops. I don't
think they'd like the fact that most of us don't have valid ID's. I'll be
able to get us there, it's just going to take more energy to move us at the
speed we need to get there alright but I can do it."

"It took us a couple hours to get here and I could have driven here in like
half the time."

"Yeah but this was a practice run. I'll move us faster."

"Okay. I'll go organize a delivery of stuff."

"Cool. Thanks."

^Everybody, prepare for lift off. Find a comfortable position we're going
to go faster. ^ I broadcast the message via water voice throughout the
`frost fort'.

I lifted the `frost fort' up along with a thick cover of mist. To people on
the ground we'd look like a strange cloud rising from the ground. Not that
there were many people around at this time of day.

I propelled us through the air on a constant watch for air traffic as we
picked up speed. We managed to get up to 60 miles per hour.

I stopped at 1 pm for a break at a lake on our way allowing the others to
get off and walk about and stretch their legs while the Morlocks and
parents slept. They went off to get lunch in the nearest city and came back
with groceries and I suggested to Peter that he try his powers out on
rice... He got a couple of kilos out of his power before he wore out.

At 3pm we left, this time I got up to 100 miles an hour and kept going
until 7 pm when Luke asked for me to stop so they could eat.

We parked in a stretch of uninhabited land near a small brackish
pond. After Luke and co finished eating he went outside and broke up the
nearby rocks into sand and streamed it over the floor and buildings.

I shift to flesh and put on some clothes to go outside "What are you
doing?"

"It's freezing. I'm putting down some insulation. Aren't you cold?"

"I don't really feel the cold any more..." Luke looked confused "Due to my
constant phasing I don't need to eat and I need very little sleep to
function."

"That would explain a lot. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Life has been crazy enough. I didn't want to pile it on."

"Right. Can you wake up the others so I can add sand to their rooms too?"

"Sure." ^ Everybody up and outside we're going to do some training while
Luke makes modifications to our temporary home. ^

"What training?" Luke asks

"I figure everyone should work on some basic defense skills so that if this
place is ever under attack like the mansion invasion that not everyone will
be forced to run and hide like rats."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to help. I would have liked to kick some ass."

"It's okay..."

I was interrupted by everyone walking over the icy drawbridge towards
us. It was odd to see them all together, the `passers' outnumbered by the
obviously mutant Morlocks.

"It's time to play people. We need to be strong to survive in this rough
and tumble world. Some of you have trained with me before but since some of
you haven't we're going to work our way from the beginning."

I demonstrated some tai chi basics followed by some staff maneuvers with an
ice staff

I saw a tree in the distance and sent my ice staff flying into it at the
last moment splitting it apart into dozen of mini ice katanas slicing
through the dead tree cutting off its branches.

The end results were a lot of knobbly staves but oh well. I worked with
Scale on techniques as I tested the Morlock teens with Golem staff battles
while the Morlock parentals were shown through the basics again via Golems.

Callisto picked up the skills even faster than Scale had. It was a little
disheartening but I buried the sense of envy and assigned her to supervise
the Morlock parentals. After a few bouts with Scale I sent him off to
supervise the Morlock teens while I gave one on one instruction to the
`passers'. I found myself missing the excitement and drama of a tough fight
with Cyclops and Storm.

At the end of an hour I figured I'd given Luke enough time to sand bend
insulate and I wanted to see the result of the near endless streams of sand
blowing around.

"Everyone keep hold of your staves we'll be doing this daily. Next session
will be tomorrow at 8am" There were several groans from the crowd but they
dispersed.

Gaia remained behind looking awkwardly at the damaged tree. When everyone
else left she asked, "What about the tree? "

I scanned the tree, it didn't feel very healthy but I hadn't bothered to
scan it prior to chopping off most of its branches. I felt a little trickle
of guilt for slicing into a living thing but it had looked dead and...  "We
can bring it along if you like; you can add it to your collection."

"Yes please." I shifted to water and worked out a large chunk of earth to
keep the majority of the roots intact.

As I got halfway back to Gaia with the tree Luke showed up and he smirked
and pulled the tree out of my grasp with a "Where would you like it?"

Gaia blushed.  "Follow me". Luke trailed after her the tree floating behind
trailing sand onto the ground.

I walked into my `frost fort' and was surprised by how different it
looked. There was a thin layer of sandstone over the ground and most
buildings inside and out. The ice walls and my tower remained
untouched. Hopefully this would reduce the grumbling about it being cold.

^Lifting off, brace yourself. I want to get to our destination by
tomorrow. ^

I lifted the `fort', heavier now because of Luke's efforts and propelled us
in the direction of the farm. I had scouted out its location earlier.

We got up to about 120 miles per hour.

I stopped at 3 am for a rest break exhausted on top of a now frozen pond
and woke up 3 hours later.

Monday

We were nearly there. We had made good speed though there were leaks that
had weakened the sandstone layer.

We landed on a small pond at the property. Luke went to talk to the interim
manager and a small herd was included as part of the buying price. The
farmer had sold most of the other stock to others. Also the mattresses had
arrived.

Had a brief training session from 7:30 to 8am with the group demonstrating
more tai chi and staff routines with Callisto and Scale helping out then
they dispersed to unpack.

I reached out my awareness to the Lake around 8:30 near the Xavier mansion
and made a long distant proxy and sent it off to perform its mission.

::Sean::

Sean was sleeping in his bed with a naked James behind him while Mike was
asleep in his bed with a naked Tom behind him.

^Hey^

"Sorry. No idea. Too sleepy. I'll get back to you later."

I dispersed the proxy leaving Sean to recover from what looked like an
entertaining night.

:: ::

Via golems I helped everyone move into their new living spaces.

Then everyone rested, the Morlocks to sleep and the others to enjoy a quick
nap on their new mattresses.

While everyone took a break to relax and get used to their new home I
amused myself. I stretched out my tower into a mini castle while pushing
out the perimeter of the frost further in the process.  The expansion left
gaps in the sandstone covered floor.  I dredged up more sand from the bank
of the stocked pond with water clenched over the sand depositing it on the
floor compacting it as best I could with water pressure.

Nightcrawler/Kurt came to see me teleporting on to the wall for a second
before showing up outside my new castle's door.

"Everyone is asleep. Did you want to...?" He stroked his bulge.

 "I'd like to but I can't right now due to power complications but I am
interested in observing your powers in action if you don't mind. "

"Why?"

"You took out the President's protection in under 2 minutes."

"I was drugged, my memories of that time is hazy."

"Doesn't matter I want to watch you fight my golems."

"Ja"

"I'll take that as a yes. Let's get out of here for a bit." I sent a surge
of power into the ice to keep it stable while I was gone.

I flew to a small well further back on the property at my top speed with
Kurt closely behind teleporting after me.

I manifested 4 ice golems to better test Kurt's combat skills. The last
time I'd seen him in action was in the danger room and he had only
transported people around to attack me instead of attacking me directly
himself.

Kurt smashed my golems to pieces with a mixture of teleporting and targeted
violence. He teleported out of the way of punches thrown by the first 2
golems only to reappear a second later in mid-air behind them kicking them
in the back, knocked them both to the ground to shatter face first. Kurt
wrapped his tail around the third golem's leg yanking it off balance to
shatter on its back. Kurt wrapped his tail around the neck of the last of
the golems teleporting it a dozen yards above the ground before dropping it
onto the hard floor below.

He had destroyed all 4 golems in 10 seconds. It was quite an impressive
display of mutant power and martial arts. I noticed something interesting
when he teleported the 4th ice golem that I had to think about further. His
high speed combat skills made my ice battle form seem relatively useless
comparatively.

I had improved a lot from the clunky ice armor I used to escape the locker
room a lifetime ago but it didn't feel like enough.

My current ice form while tougher and thinner still didn't provide the
speed and durability I needed for combat against other high level
mutants. I wanted to know how he fought with such effective strategies at
an unbelievable pace.

I coated Nightcrawler in a microscopic sheen of water to better understand
his technique. He had moved so fast that I hadn't learned much about how to
adapt his technique for myself.

I reformed my 4 golems. "Could you do that again?"

He flashed in and out causing devastation on the useless golems. I didn't
care.

His ability was fascinating. He broke down on a molecular level along with
his clothes for a second visible for a split second as blue smoke in the in
between stage before reappearing elsewhere fully formed as if it was
nothing. When he was invisible to normal vision he was travelling through
the air at such speed as a sort of molecular vapor. I wondered if I was
capable of that speed as water vapor. It would probably require lots of
practice.

"Happy?"

"I'm curious as to how you know how to teleport via molecular travel"

"I do not understand what you mean about molecular travel"

Kurt must have had an innate understanding of the nature of physics,
momentum and causation to fight considering the way he fought.

"When you teleport you break down into tiny parts and travel through the
air to your destination. Haven't you ever been curious as to how your power
worked?"

"It is a part of me, like my tail, it just is."

Disappointing. He wouldn't be able to teach me how to fight as water vapor
though I'd probably end up fighting naked knowing my luck lately.

"What's the furthest you can travel via a single teleport?"

Kurt shrugs. I grit my teeth frustrated. He didn't have a file in Xavier's
archive so I didn't know his limitation and apparently he didn't know or
care how powerful he was. Infuriating.

I reformed the ice golems out of their shattered remains and added some
spikes to their body and ran through the exercise again. The end result was
the same, though this time it took Kurt 15 seconds as his kicks were
limited to their unprotected heads and the spikes had the added benefit of
cushioning their falls onto the grass.

 Kurt compensated by wrapping his tail around all their necks and dropping
them from great height one after another. I could have stalled them in
mid-air but I wanted to see whether their extra weight would result in a
larger shower of ice debris; it did. The ground was covered in remains of
former golems; it was a bit sad so I reformed them. They could die over and
over again through Nightcrawler's attacks but the water would still remain
and they would be remade as many times as necessary.

 I set them up again. This time with longer curved spikes around the neck
to help block Kurt's tail from easy access to their neck.

Kurt teleported upon their non-spiked shoulders, clamping their heads
between his legs and teleporting 20 yards above and dropping them. All four
of them were plummeting to the ground in a span of 5 seconds. I halted them
a few feet above the ground to see what Kurt would do now that I removed
one of his most potent elimination attacks.

He came up with a new strategy unbelievably fast. He wrapped his tail
around one of the golem's feet and spun it in the direction of another
golem, before I could react he had kicked a 3rd golem in the direction of
the 4th. They smashed together so fast I couldn't react and I was showered
in ice shrapnel. One of the pieces slammed into my forehead I pulled it
out, blood gushing out of the wound. Even watching this fight turned out to
be more dangerous than I thought.

Nightcrawler teleported in front of me. "You are injured, I am sorry, I
didn't mean to hurt you, and I swore to myself that I wouldn't harm another
living creature as long as I lived."

Well that explained his passive role during our training. I phased
resetting my body. Despite my class 5 powers I still got my ass kicked way
more often than I would prefer by more experienced mutants. I needed to be
better.

At least I had managed to counter Xavier, one of the most powerful mutants
in the world in a one on one battle.

"No need to worry, I'm healed now, I'm tougher than I look, I want you to
fight me directly, I want to work on my hand to hand combat skills some
more and your technique is fascinating."

"I can't, I don't want to injure you"

I shifted back to water and drew the remains of the 4 golems into loose
armor around me.

^Even if you break my armor your physical attacks will not injure my water
core, I want to learn how to move as fast as you and the only way to do so
is to fight with you directly.^

"Are you sure? I don't want to injure you."

^I'll be fine. Get on with it. ^

With only a single opponent he was even more impressive, he focused a
flurry of teleportation boosted punches, kicks and body slams into me. My
ice armor cracked in numerous places and I compressed it forming my tier 2
armor (the externally compressed armor). It still wasn't enough to endure
his attacks. I altered the armor into tier 3 armor (the dense armor with
internally rearranged molecules). His attacks lost much of their
effectiveness taking several hits to damage.

Nightcrawler teleported back onto solid ground, panting from the exertion
of extended battle. I hadn't injured him other than damaging his fists with
my armor. I couldn't land a blow as he moved too fast. I barely managed to
block/evade 10% of his attacks.

His teleportation bypassed the telegraphing of movement that 99% of other
opponents displayed during combat. He could punch me in the face, kick the
back of my head and knee my stomach within the same second. Effective
evasion was problematic. Watching through an `eye' above didn't help much
as it only gave me a microsecond to react to attacks from behind.

He left to recover. At least I now knew something more about his power. He
wore out like I did after excessive use of power.

While I was alone in my control tower I practiced my own water version of
teleportation. It was nowhere near as effective as Kurt's technique.

I shifted to mist and my clothes were left behind in the process. Not
exactly a great combat skill when you end up naked in a battle.

I spent the rest of the day practicing mist travel exploring this new place
with `eyes' and myself as a fast mist cloud moving about. I used other
`eyes' to monitor my progress and speed as I would shift to flesh and back
to mist from place to place.

I explored the isolated town as mist before coming back to my mini
castle. I expanded the castle outwards a little before adding more water to
expand upwards adding 5 turrets so I could see out from many angles the
central tower being 30 feet taller than the others.

I needed a break exhausted from my efforts. The `passers' were busy
exploring their new home while the Morlocks continued to sleep.

They left for a dinner out in the town via a 2 truck convoy Onyx and Luke
the drivers.

They came back in time for evening training at 7pm. Training went well
everyone had mastered basic movements.

The night passed quietly as I thought about my technique compared to Kurt's
ability.

So far my mist travel technique had too many limitations to make it useful
for combat. I had barely managed a tenth of Kurt's speed. While it could be
used as a last ditch escape from a really dangerous battle like against
that Danger Room jet I'd end up naked as my clothes wouldn't transfer
along.  To compensate for that vulnerability I had practiced transitioning
to `dense flesh' on arrival to a new location.

On the upside mist travel allowed me to work on improving my reaction times
and come up with a new idea for a golem type.

Tuesday

:: Cyclops::

Via Proxy ^ Morning Cyclops. I wondered if you could help me out. I have
recruits now but my training on hand to hand combat isn't that extensive
and I hoped that you could give me some more one on one training to pass
on.^

"Victor give me a minute I'll get you the training document I made for
you. "

I was confused by Cyclops response but as he moved around his room
searching through the clutter I noticed other more problematic
developments. His facial hair was unshaved, his movements erratic, his
clothing rumpled.

^ Are you okay? ^

Cyclops returns with several pages of handwritten notes passing it to my
proxy. "Xavier told me to take a few days off teaching to deal with... But
the time alone gives me too much time to think and remember and it hurts."

I glanced through the pages and it looked like a year –long exercise
plan. ^I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you. ^

"It's okay I needed the distraction from my thoughts. I wrote down my
fitness regime for the last decade it should keep you busy for at least a
year.

^Yeah thanks, I appreciate your help. ^ I scan through it trying to
memorize as much as I could.

"How are you finding life on your own?"

^Honestly it's weird. I'm not sure how much of a leader I am. I often feel
like a packhorse carrying everyone and their stuff around. Luke is proving
to be a better leader dealing with people's complaints. I'm still trying to
master my abilities and I don't really have a long term plan for the
group. Luke at least has a plan though it seems to involve everyone helping
him to make the farm better.  I don't know. ^

"You said something about training recruits."

^Um yeah. I've done a couple of training sessions with the group teaching
them basics of fighting with sticks and some tai chi but I was thinking the
next one should be more hand to hand combat.^

"Sounds like you're being a leader of your own fighting force."

I thought about that for a few seconds. ^I learned from the best ^

Cyclops gave me a weak smile. "Thanks?"

^I was talking about Xavier. His own private army and a school full of
students that feel like they owe him something. ^

Cyclops sighs. "You were one of the most promising students to have come
through this school. Not simply because of your potential power but because
you had the drive, determination and desire to improve yourself no matter
the pain involved. It's a shame that you couldn't appreciate the work we do
here."

"I'd blame Bobby for that."

"What?"

"He's a class 5 and yet he's still there years later settling for
mediocrity. I didn't want to suffer the same fate."

"What makes you think that he's class 5?"

"I looked at Xavier's files."

"I don't believe it."

^Haven't you read the database? I figured you didn't know about the Phoenix
but this is ridiculous. ^

What are you talking about?"

^ I should go^

"Don't you dare. Explain yourself."

I felt a little tingle of excitement hearing his voice go low and
authoritative.

^Bobby's a class 5 cryokinetic and Jean was a class 5 telekinetic. ^

Cyclops stayed still for several tension filled moments as I thought about
how my golems never did find her body. I had been disturbed by a lingering
sense of deep malice in the region that I couldn't identify and I hadn't
returned since. Cyclops asked "Did you want to spar? This time I won't hold
back. "

"Um sure. I could do with more practice with these proxies. Where though? ^

"Danger room. No sessions have been organized for this week."

Cyclops switches from his rose tinted glasses to his visor eyes closed in
between.

Cyclops escorted my proxy to the Danger room while he set up the program.

When he walked into the Danger room it transformed from an empty gray room
to the island location from my first assessment. There was a table filled
with all sorts of medieval weapons, broad swords, and bows, cross bows,
mauls, maces and battle staves. Most I recognized from playing Diablo but
some were odd weapons a staff that was 80% blades on the end and a
triangular bladed hand weapons.

"So what's the game today?"

Cyclops laughed bitterly. "I guess this would be a game to you. The game
ends when your ice man is a puddle. "

^I call these statues or proxies. ^ The proxy says gesturing to itself.  I
summon half a dozen Paul shaped golems out of the water ^these I call
golems^. I pull out another dozen Onyx sized golems ^these are called Onyx
golems^. I summon a couple of liquid golems out of the water ^and these are
just `water golems'^.

"Impressive. Let's start." He blasts half a dozen of my assorted golems
into steam before I can counter. I summon wave after wave of golems to
advance on Cyclops. He keeps evaporating them with optic blasts and I
reform some and summon more out of the ocean.

He backs away step by step retreating further inland from my waves of
assorted golems. I don't even bother getting them to dodge as the ocean
provides an endless source of golem material. Cyclops has retreated to the
middle of the island having evaporated all the golems near him. I have half
a dozen assorted golems left on the beach I get them to grab a random
weapon as they pass by the table. They test the heft of each weapon,
trialing attack methods as they walk to where Cyclops is waiting.

Cyclops easily dodges each of my armed golems' attacks blasting them into
nothing.

He wins. The air is thick with water vapor from the evaporated golems. I
reform one behind Cyclops he turns around fast hand on his visor trigger I
lift my hands high ^ you win. ^

He smiles.

He spends the next several hours expanding my knowledge of hand to hand
combat, along with armed combat with each of the medieval weapons. It's
quite fun and more entertaining than all my previous classes at Xavier's.

He explains towards the end that I had relied too heavily on a single
strategy, swarming. Whereas he had turned his numerical disadvantage into a
strategy by luring my troops away from their source of power giving him
more time to recover and plan.

I do like Cyclops. He's smart, good looking (less so today) and dedicated.

:: ::

:: Sean ::

He's alone again in bed. "I'm making progress on a solution for you. I'll
explain tomorrow."

:: ::

Group training 8 am – 9am training with staves.

Late afternoon

I tested out a new water golem on Nightcrawler a `solid water' version of
my regular water golems. It was a variation on Vader's ability, these
`solid golems' could punch with limited force (making them lousy melee
fighters) but when attacked the force would be partially resisted by the
`solid water'.

Also this version had a novel attack method, a ranged water blast, every
blast reduced their size meaning limited `ammo'.

The solid water form meant they'd retain their shape for a minute before
collapsing from inattention. While more difficult to maintain long term
than ice golems their resistance to physical attacks would make them a
welcome addition to my golem arsenal.

Kurt's physical attacks against `solid water golems' had little
effect. Nightcrawler ended up knocked out by a water blast from one of
these `solid golems'.

My new water golem was a success, now I had to figure out how to mass
produce them as my ranged attackers while letting my ice golems be the
melee meat shields. Figuring out how to replenish/increase the ammo of the
water golems was a priority. At the moment they could only fire off 3 shots
before becoming unstable. They'd probably suck against energy attacks.

I had another golem in mind but I would leave testing that for another
time.

Evening training 7-8 pm with gun basics, the Morlock teens demonstrating to
their elders and to the `passers' how to load, unload and dissemble
weapons.

Wednesday

::Bobby::

Engaged Bobby in a mutant version game of tug of war with a rope of
ice. The aim for me was to turn it into water while he tried to keep it as
ice. He won.

Next we did a speed drill which involved me firing off water orbs at him
that he'd turn to ice firing it back in my direction that I'd turn to water
and fire back and so on and so forth until we ran out of energy or get
struck by too many `missiles'.

He won that round too, smashing my proxy to bits with a series of high
speed ice orbs. Apparently a lack of proximity limited my effectiveness
high level opponents like Cyclops and Bobby.

:: ::

:: Sean::

Sean alone again in bed. "Hey Victor give me a second I need to plug into
Cerebro."

Several minutes later Sean memory replays his knowledge via Cerebro as to
how I can channel my power while asleep to maintain my water creations and
to avoid fallout from awkward `wet dreams'. The gist being I had to picture
what I wanted in order to maintain water creations. As well as partitioning
my sleeping mind to a limited range and reservoir of strength. It wouldn't
eradicate the problem but it'd minimize the potential damage. "Thanks
Sean. You're a legend!

"Now that that's out of the way I want to share Monday morning's
excitement."

:: Memory Replay/ Sean's POV::

I sense Mike through the network getting closer he's highly agitated. I
scan for him and find him outside in a parked car with Tom and James. James
is in the driver's seat pulling down his shorts unleashing his giant
cock. I'm curious how that would feel in me. Mike is wearing an unfamiliar
singlet and shorts in the backseat, wearing is a bit of a misnomer as his
shorts are around his ankles and his singlet has been pushed up around his
neck. All the while riding Tom's hard cock as he reaches out for James'
cock "But I don't want to go back I want to hang out with you guys. You're
awesome. School sucks."

"I know little buddy". Tom thrusts into my horny little bro's hole speeding
up as James jams his huge cock into my bro's mouth. I'm not sure whether
I'm proud or envious of him getting so much action at his age. Tom strokes
Mike's cock as my baby bro is jostled between the two hard cocks.

Tom keeps slamming in harder as Mike bounces up and down moaning around a
mouthful of cock like a hot little slut.

Tom's mind blanks in joy as he explodes into my little bro's voracious
hole. Tom continues lazily "I need a break, my cock is feels used
up. You're a horny little fucker." He gives my little bro a squeeze and a
hug from behind as he tries to get up. Mike is uncooperative until...

"My turn little man. I've watched you grinding on my boyfriend's cock for
the whole car ride. Now I'm going to fuck your horny boy hole hard. "

Mike gets off the lap of Tom who tucks in his half hard reddish cock
matching his bright red pubes into the shorts while James moves to the
backseat and doggy styles Mike who buries his head into Tom's covered
crotch as James fucks him fast and furious.

As I shamelessly probe both of them their mounting pleasure saturates the
link infecting me with their mutual lust. I pull out my cock stroking it
fast wanting to blow at the same time as James.  James loves my brother's
hole wrapped around his monster cock as do I. Mike loves James' cock too
inside him, stroking himself as he bucks and grinds as James slams into him
over and over again. Mike cums first and his orgasm drenches me in his
sensation, James explodes a short time later pushing me over the edge with
his orgasmic pleasure as he unloads into my brother's well used hole.

Tom asks "Do you think we can watch you and your brother fuck next time?"

"Come with me and you can see me fucking him in 5 minutes."

Tom asks "Wont they get suspicious of us walking through the door with
you. "

"You up for another fuck already?" James asks fingering my bro's leaking
hole.

"Yeah" Mike grins. "And I can get us past everyone without being
noticed. Just hold my hands as we go so I can make you guys invisible with
me."

"You can ..." They disappear and Mike fades out from the psychic network. I
concentrate and he comes back into focus barely but only as a sense of him
getting closer.

I get excited and scoop up the cum on my stomach and slide it into my hole
to make way for my brother's cock.

I unlock the door and close my eyes as I finger my hole stretching myself
out. I hadn't had sex since Friday since Lachlan was being
unreasonable. The bed sinks a little later. I remove my fingers from my
hole and a second later Mike slams into me with his hard cock. I open my
eyes and Mike gives me that familiar cheeky grin as he pounds me hard. I
smile back at him reminded of all the trouble I used to have to save him
from and now I was a willing accomplice. I squeeze his hot little ass
fingering his leaking hole. He kissed me hard tongue sliding past my lips
as we share our sordid brotherly love.

James makes his presence known by shoving his huge cock into my cheek. Mike
pulls back making room for the other boys as he grabs my ankles slamming
into me harder. I moan for a second before my mouth is filled with James'
long kinked cock.  I suckle on it as Tom sucks on mine as my little brother
fucks me harder. All I can see of Tom is his ginger covered head bobbing up
and down on my hard cock as he squeezes his shorts covered cock.

My pleasure builds and my mental filters weaken as I'm fucked, sucked and
face fucked. I'm overwhelmed by the sudden rush of James' and Mike's lust
and I clutch Tom's hair as I explode in mindless rapture into his talented
mouth. Tom swallows down my load teasing out a final burst of pleasure. I
share the sensation with Mike via our network. Mike fucks me harder and
faster until he explodes into me. His orgasm mixes with my after-glow and
the other two boys' lust and I'm so hard. James has pulled his cock out of
my mouth letting me breathe freely again.

"Tom you want to go first or can I?" James asks. Mike pulls out of me to
stand off to the side of my bed with James who is stroking his huge cock.

"He's going to need a warm up. I'll go first." Tom moves off from kneeling
onto the floor, stripping off his shorts to reveal a nice 9 inch cock. He
slams in hard mouth on mine as he fucks me hard. The horniness saturates
the room as Mike and James stroke each other as they watch me being fucked
by Tom.

Tom pulls out to stand on the side. James is quick to fill me, stretching
me wider than ever before with his big hot cock. Mike sits on my cock his
hole squishy with their loads. Mike kisses me hard as James slams me
hard. I'm giddy from the lust saturating the room and James inside me. Part
of me leaves my body to watch from above as my brother rides my cock and a
hung blond rip into my hole.

Tom slides behind his bf slamming into his bf's tighter hole. Tom squeezes
my butt and hip as his bf fucks my brain out and Tom fucks into James while
Mike rides my cock. Sensations blur as all the physical contact makes it
hard to discern who is feeling what.

It ends too soon and I blow my load into my horny baby brother who coats my
stomach in a thin trickle of cum as he joins me. I'm not sure if I was
sharing my feeling with him through the network. Things are confused and
I'm so sleepy.

Mike cuddles me as James continues to fuck me as Tom fucks him.

The sex started to hurt post orgasm so I link Tom and James together so
they feel each other's rising pleasure for a few seconds and they both
cum...

I push James out of me with a telekinetic nudge. My hole aching. I
definitely preferred to be the top.

They collapse on top of me. I'm too weak and lazy to do anything about it.

 "WOW!" James exclaims. "That was fucking intense. We definitely need to
hang out with you guys more."

Tom asks "What time do you guys start class?"

"9" I respond.

"We'll hang out here till 9:30 so we won't get caught out on the way back."

"Cool. Come cuddle with me Tom." Mike said moving off me to go off with Tom
to his bed.

James said "You're all mine then." He cuddled up behind me, his semi lying
in my butt crack.

I drifted off exhausted.

Victor wakes me ...

Wake up again at 9:30 from a Xavier prompt *Report to class immediately.*

"Guys you got to go." I said anxious. James cock had stiffened during sleep
and was pressed against my hole. My cock stiffened thinking of him inside
me. I wondered if he'd let me pound his ass. We didn't have the time Xavier
could come check on us via astral projection or in person if we didn't
hurry up. Could be awkward being discovered in bed with humans.

Mike pouted. "I'll miss you guys"

"You're both welcome to come visit us next Saturday." They said dressing.

"Cool." Mike said

"I'll think about it." I replied unsure. James was hot and his cock had
felt great but then it hurt, my hole ached a little now.

They left the Mansion and grounds bypassing the usual traffic as everyone
was already in class.

"Let's shower and get dressed." I told Mike

The memory faded...

:: ::

and it felt weird to be a different body in Kansas when I had this feeling
like I should be in Sean's room in the Mansion in Westchester County.

"That memory replay flashback was intense and more detailed than your usual
ones..."

*Yeah I wanted to give you a sexy example of the dangers of memory recall
so you wouldn't forget.*

:: ::

::Cyclops::

I went to check in on Cyclops and he seemed better than yesterday. We spent
another day training via the Danger Room as Cyclops helped me explore the
limitations of my Golems/proxies before treating me to an intensive session
of combat training with various weapons. He defeated me with every weapon
easily except the staff where I held my own for several minutes before
overwhelming Scott.

:: ::

Group training session 7 am to 8 am hand to hand combat training. Callisto
did well.  The `passers' went to work. Luke used his powers over Earth to
raise up waist high earthen walls behind the wooden fences to secure the
property while the others helped Gaia plant her mini orchard of a couple of
berry bushes and apple trees.  Afternoon I had another training session
with Nightcrawler and this time Abraxas attended. He was only half awake as
he watched Nightcrawler and me battle in mid-air. Practice had allowed me
to block/evade 30% of Night crawler's attacks. I still couldn't land any
blows on him, his reflexes were unparalleled but I wore him out fast
enough.  I felt like I had probably learned as much as I could from my time
with Kurt.

My time with Cyclops had highlighted my need to maximize my use of
`assorted golems' to be more effective in larger quantities. My current
mental abilities limited me to controlling an army of about 30 `assorted
golems'. I wanted to have my own personal army of summoned units like I did
in the new game of Diablo 2 when I played necromancer and basically had my
options on what to summon; skeletons, skeleton mages and revives. I missed
playing it. Only a couple of months ago had I been playing that in my free
time between school, swimming and sneaky water practice and of course
wanking. I didn't have much time left for computer games.

On the upside maybe I would manage to make myself a real life equivalent to
the power of summoning that virtual necromancer had.

Theoretically my power was unlimited in potential but I needed more
experience to control the results. Now that I had been let off my mental
leash I wanted to push my limits.

One day I might be able to control 1000's of golems from a distance. Maybe
I'd find a way to use the mental imagining/partitioning trick to keep
golems active and mobile while I slept.

I drained some the water from the buildings within the walls of my `frost
fort' using the excess water to dredge up sand from the bottom of the pond
to replace the lost mass. The less reliant the other mutant buildings were
on my power fluctuations the better. It would mean that I'd only have to
`maintain' my castle and the frozen walls and base. Admittedly my `frost
fort' had 40% less water in it now but I was keeping the name anyway.

As for the new sand buildings, I used water pressure to shape and compact
them. It was clumsy but it would do until Luke had time to fix it...

Gaia had set up a compost heap and gathered some earth worms in order to
improve the soil of the land. Her powers had become more effective with
regular exercise but leeched the soil of nutrients fast.

Peter's ability to replicate items of a particular size made him uniformly
popular across the demographics. He had built up quite a collection of
confectionary from the `passers' shopping trips.  His stamina increased
daily as he continued to push himself to `double' more candy. He pissed on
the conservation of matter to eat junk food. It was hilarious and
ridiculous.

When I first met him he'd duplicated small coins but with my suggestion of
duplicating foodstuffs he's really pushed himself to discover his
limits. Other than fatigue that was combated by large sugar intake he'd
discovered his max threshold of duplication as being about 500 grams at a
time or the size of an average apple. The larger the item the faster it
drains him of energy leaving him unable to duplicate until he
recovered. Any organic item hits its expiry date he throws it into the
compost to be used for the soil.

Television made it seem that learning a new magic skill was so easy. You
got a magic power and learned to use it by `instinct' with minimal training
if any. This was bullshit! Half the time the `hero' would develop a new
ability in danger and have perfect control over it instantly.

I had been good at swimming but I still needed a coach and regular practice
to improve.

Even with a couple of years of self-training, I had only started to fully
develop my abilities in the last 6 weeks because of circumstances. Xavier's
actions had motivated me to push myself harder to unlock my full potential
to defend myself against anyone and everything life could throw at me.

Sean had helped with providing psychic guidance. Other mutant interactions
had inspired me to try out new things. It helped to grow when I didn't need
to hide any more.

My main aim now was to allow other mutants to grow to their full potential
in this new hopefully safe sanctuary far from everything.

I had learned a lot from my time at the Xavier mansion and I wanted to
share my experience with everyone here whether that was combat skills or
advice on how to use their powers better. I didn't know how I'd extend my
psychic resistance to others. I really wished Sean had joined us.

Evening group training. I decided we should learn to use the other weapons
we had acquired. Guns.

We didn't have enough guns to pass around so people had to share to do
limited target practice. It gave me a flashback of having to share limited
copies of a book or a printout at school with the person next to you except
darker.

Luke asked the Morlock teens to help out with farm chores. They were
initially resistant but Scale talked them around. The Morlock adults were
even more resistant. I threw my own weight around from on high as their new
leader.

The Morlock teens had years of education in the sub levels of Xavier's
mansion and were used to drastic changes in their lives.

 The Morlock adults were less inclined to tolerate change. They wanted to
be back under ground.

Luke obliged by making a small cave beneath the property in exchange for
them helping to plow and maintain the crops. I did a little bit of
irrigation for Gaia's orchard and Luke's plot during the night.

I had misgivings about the situation as I could hear Callisto and a few
other Morlock elders grumbling about farm work.