Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2015 14:04:46 +1100
From: wayne unknown <waynewriteswords@outlook.com>
Subject: Avalon Chapter 7

Disclaimers

I do not own the rights to any of the characters of the Marvel or DC
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/DC 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.

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Story terminology

*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/ People involved:: and end with :: ::

'water golems' = golems consisting of liquid water that fire off blasts of
water at their targets (effective at low to mid range)

'golems' = 6 foot tall ice golems with broad shoulders. Medium speed and
power (melee fighter- close range)

'Onyx golems'= 7 foot tall ice golems. Slow but powerful hitters (melee
fighter- close range)

proxies: ice copies of Victor's body (neutered for decency) used to do
personal mutant errands

'saltwater golems' = water golems summoned from the ocean without
filtration specifically created for 'salt bombardments' pressurised water
attacks with salt as an abrasive to simulate the effect of an industrial
water jet cutter.

'minions'= catchall term for large group of assorted types of water and ice
golems.

'sense cylinder' = a use of Victor psionic ability to use water to see
through refracted light and hear via vibrations in water particles in the
environment mixed with the sonar sense of disturbances of water particles
to simulate 3/5 of the senses over large distances. (lacking taste and
smell)

Psychicness - Catchall term for psychic power, telepathy, mental shields
and other psychic nonsense such as mind control.

Telepathy- communication between minds.

# = For major news bulletin
$ = for supplemental information
&&&& = flashback sequence

In this chapter I introduce a spectrum of application/power to the baseline
of class 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 power. So 4.2 is higher than a baseline class 4
potential. Xavier would qualify as a class 4.8 telepath due to his 50
years experience of being a telepath with a class 5.2 power when linked up
to Cerebro. The difference being the range of Xavier as a class 4 is about
a mile or two for high level stuff like mind control with an upper range of
1000 people whereas even at the lowest level of class 5 he's capable of
mind raping the whole world to death but more slowly than a fully developed
class 5 potential telepath could.

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If you enjoy Nifty and have money to spare, donate :P ...

While my story has used the X-men Movies as a template and for background
events I will be deviating from the events of X3 in some minor ways and
obviously in some major ways for this chapter.

Some of the alterations are because the timeline of the movie doesn't
really make much sense as Magneto moves the bridge during the
afternoon/evening and minutes later it is night time and because I loathed
the lousy characterizations and actions of the characters in X3.

For those unaware this entire thing has been a sexual satire meant to make
fun of the various plot holes and stupid behavior endemic throughout the X-
Movies.

Going to be playing a bit fast and loose with tenses as Victor will be
updating his journal while doing other things...

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Chapter 7

Thursday September 21 2000

It's been over a month since I updated my journal with the dysfunctional
saga of my life as I've been preoccupied with dealing with Avalon and
John. I don't have time to rehash the last month in as much detail as I
usually do as Sean has called me requesting my back up in order to help
find Cyclops as he's disappeared and Sean suspects it might have something
to do with the dark psychic presence he's been detecting. Apparently
Wolverine and Storm are off investigating at Alkali Lake 2000 miles away.

Quick update about Avalon and my personal life before I make my first long
distance teleport-trek to New York.

Avalon Update.

# Friday night drinks and debriefing somehow morphed into a government
council (we have our meetings at 10pm on a Friday night) with

Paul & QS as Heads of Security (Day and Night Watch) Luke- Head of
Infrastructure Development (which is a fancy way of saying he's Head of
Construction) Grace as Head of the Agricultural team Scale as Head of the
Tech Department and the Morlock liaison Lazarus Head of the Mutant Medical
Research Department Broadcast Head of the Day Spa Division and Public
Relations

As for Me I'm like the chairperson of the council with veto power that I
rarely use as I mostly let the others do whatever they like as long as it
doesn't sound too dangerous or stupid.

Transfer insisted that each section of Avalon be separate from each other
so that each department could be evaluated on a cost benefit ratio. I tried
reading a book about accounting but my brain refused to process the
information so I gave up and just did what Transfer told me. Money was
useful but I mostly just donated the remaining money from clinic work after
expenses to whichever random medical charity took my fancy that week. Most
of my personal income was made through water manipulation/purification and
was up to mid-5 figures last week.

#Scale designed energy weapons for the Avalon Elites who now number 50 due
to the massive surge of population in Avalon. The weapons are still at the
early development stage and weigh 5 kilos each and discharge electricity in
arcs, they're most effective at close to mid-range as voltage diminishes
over distance and accuracy isn't great yet. Luke and Broadcast would create
golems to help test the weapons. Broadcast is now capable of mass producing
level 3 water golems and level 4 rock golems to create an army of mixed
golems with enough control to wield the lightning guns.

# Broadcast helped me to psychically mass program my golems so they could
be effective without requiring my constant attention to operate. As well as
helping me to infuse a tiny shred of my power into the golems to allow them
to maintain a homeostatic existence (stop them from melting every time I
was distracted by an epic orgasm) and mass produce level 3 water golems.

$ I had gotten the idea of mass psychic programming from a new recruit who
mass programmed the less complicated minds of animals with his mutant
power. He was a lower level telepath who made up for his lack of mental
wattage by preprogramming instructions into his animals through physical
contact. He didn't have enough raw power or control to hijack or read the
minds of humans but he made a good living as a sought out after animal
handler/trainer specialising in commercial advertising (featuring animals)
and exotic animal training for the circus. He had heard about Avalon and
how we had well trained psychics on the payroll and wanted to get more
training to hone his power.

#Avalon's population has increased from a few hundred to over 10000 in the
last month, 40% of it Mutant/Morlock, 60% human friends and family. As a
result I relied on Broadcast's power to help boost production of everything
to cope with the population explosion leading to several unexpected
developments. He worked with Set to boost meat production, with Grace to
boost the crops and orchard's yields and with Luke on turning the basic
accommodation of Avalon into apartment blocks. It worked great to deal with
the short term issue of production problems. Unfortunately there were
unexpected consequences...

$ Lazarus convinced Set to try an experiment while he was dead and...
Lazarus multiplied by 50... We had to tattoo them on their foreheads with
numbers just so we could keep track of which one of them any of us talked
to. The Lazaruses kept themselves to the secondary lab I had built under my
ice mansion (it was only 10 rooms instead of the 100 I used to have in my
castle). I watched them sometimes. It got freaky down there. Lazarus had a
degree in chemistry and he kept killing his duplicates in a myriad of ways
that even I found weird.

His research into his immortality had provided the basis for a new
chemotherapy drug that the primary lab developed. The primary lab has 25
qualified scientists who worked full time to unlock the secrets of
Lazarus's mutant power along with other mutant genetic benefits they were
trying to synthesise and replicate. The new chemotherapy drug had promising
results on the irradiated monkeys and even though there were still years of
tedious protocols before it could be distributed to the public the Board of
Directors seeing the billion dollar potential profits of having access to
mutant DNA reconsidered Peter Hale's suspension as CEO. Peter Hale had
returned to his job a week ago. Something that had really sunk in lately,
money may not buy you actual friends but it will buy cooperation and
acceptance in the short term.

$ Grace had developed a secondary mutation or Broadcast's influence had
triggered a sub variant of her power (I was unsure) that led to her being
locked in the new containment cells we had to build for her a mile
underground. Her power had undergone a massive change from boosting plant
growths to rapidly maturing animals. We first noticed a marked increase in
dead insects in area she'd been in but we didn't connect the two events
until after Luke woke up 3 years older, pale and weakened. I shoved her
underground in a new containment facility with my golems serving her food
and water as Broadcast and I treated Luke in the clinic.

After a few days Luke recovered and he insisted on talking to his
girlfriend so I linked with him telepathically so he could send his golems
underground using my psionic sense to talk to her through his rock
golems. I tried to tune out the tears and Luke's emotions as we were
linked. He was in love with her and it was sickening having to experience
it first-hand.

I sent down various animals for her to practice control of her new power,
psionically monitoring her progress and I removed the messy failures when
her control over her new power slipped. After 2 weeks of continual power
practice and Luke harassing me about releasing her, I deemed her safe
enough to return to Avalon proper.

There were actual benefits to Grace's power up. After Luke had recovered,
he was physically tougher than before and had larger energy reserves,
Grace's maturation power resulted in giving plants and animals greater
durability and metabolic recovery rates. Achieving a similar effect to
Paul's reinforcement power and Broadcast's metabolic boosting but
combined. As a result the flagging Agriculture section achieved greater
financial success as Grace supercharged the crops and rapidly matured the
livestock to prime age and we sold the extra meat, crop and some of the
animals to outside parties. The only real downside to this process was that
Spark needed to expend more energy to kill the animals now and the meat was
less tender.

I got Grace to use her new power to age up John in normal state in 3
sessions so that he could look 21 for the purposes of getting him a new
fake ID and alcohol in the US if he ever returned. It also increased his
durability and metabolism when in normal state so he was a tougher sparring
partner.

$ Luke's interaction with Broadcast had helped to boost his mental control
and power so he now created toughness level 4 golems made of concentrated
earth and diamonds. Diamonds created from Broadcast's high pressure heat
blasts and Luke's pressurized earth control. They pressure cooked his earth
golems to have diamond armor. It was both hilarious and highly effective.

$ My golems now numbered over 100000 spread throughout the state, the
majority monitoring the coast with 5000 enforcing the peace in Avalon. I
had used Broadcast to help boost the signal of my psychic programming
instructions to all of the golems throughout Tasmania. I had infused the
golems with a limited power supply to keep functional, a database of images
to look out for (enemy aircraft/ships/ guns), an alert system to notify me
of issues and most exciting a limited AI so they could fight without me
having to direct every blow/movement.

$ Broadcast had changed significantly as a result of being so in
demand. His project of a day spa to help people turned into a full time
project which demanded massive amounts of time and energy from him. He had
borrowed some money from Avalon's accounts to pay for nation-wide
advertisement campaign for the mutant day spa offering a major energy boost
and super discreet golem service.

The advertising worked, a lot of people came out of sheer curiosity but a
few were attracted to the novelty. I helped him by providing hundreds of
water golems to provide heated massages in the early stages until all the
gross people gave me the creeps and we installed a psychic routine that
allowed for basic instructions from the humans to be followed. The golems
weren't capable of deep meaningful conversations but they had limited
vocabularies and skill sets. Oddly enough it increased the amount of people
coming in as it replicated the experience of getting massages from foreign
people with strange accents and limited English skills.

In order to help Broadcast provide the supercharging for the humans and to
fulfill the other intensifying demands of Avalon (electricity supply, crops
for two weeks, Elite training, and psychic transmissions) I devised a way
to boost his solar input to the next level. I used something I had learned
during my early experiments with ice shielding outside, a transparent ice
dome sometimes would magnify sunlight into something hot enough to burn
which is why I usually opaqued my ice dome with dust or salt outside so I
wouldn't accidentally burn myself.

Anyway I developed a cascade of glass like water lenses in the sky focusing
the sunlight into magnified light and heat to feed Broadcast's solar
reserves so that Glare could save his energy for concentrated light
boosters throughout the day. Glare was Broadcast's right hand man at the
Day Spa. During our daily sessions Broadcast's energy capacity increased
exponentially allowing him to absorb and channel more solar power himself.

With his newfound psychic power to telepathically link up, he could link
with mutants with non-energy based powers and he could use his class 5
power source (the sun) to power up those around him and linked to him,
producing unprecedented synergistic benefits. He had become the mutant
equivalent of Xavier's Cerebro, stretching the limits of what other mutants
could do after a workout with him.

$ Spark with his daily interaction with Broadcast had gone from a class 3
electrical energy discharger to a full time class 4 lightning
blaster. Broadcast's ability to increase the body's capacity with his
secondary `super charge' ability along with a mutant's power output made
him invaluable and very popular.

Broadcast's personality had changed a lot from when he first arrived, he
was no longer just a healer trying to help people as a way to hide his
mutantness; I had accidentally turned him bi and he had become more
political. He spent a lot of time seeking power, building alliances within
the Council and fostering the loyalty of the Avalon Elites. He also threw
huge parties in his own rock mansion to ingratiate himself to Avalonians. I
had the feeling that he was campaigning to be the new leader of Avalon.

Broadcast's powers had multiplied and increased from his original power
set. He now used his class 5 capacity/power source to power his secondary
fire attacks launching fireballs of up to 2000 Fahrenheit making him a
class 4 flame throwing mutant. He was at least a Class 4 psychic as result
of me using him to transmit my psychic PA's and golem updates. A class 4
earth mover due to linking with Luke so many times, a level 4 lightning
blaster due to his many interactions with Spark. He could also increase
plant growth at class 3 along with having absorbed class 4 versions of my
hydrokinetic power and psionic water sense.

Broadcast displayed his increase in power and control on Sundays against me
or technically against my meat proxy. I used the meat proxy to limit the
potential danger to all the civilians that came to watch our exhibition
matches. Broadcast was too powerful to be taken out of the game completely
and way too strong to compete against mere golems in the Battle Royale. My
meat proxy looks like me but has a layer of skin over flowing water with
ice bones holding it upright, I operate my meat proxies like puppets.  It
allows me to do my clinic work and my other jobs for Tasmania and pick up
supplies without having to leave my house and other things. I won about
half of the matches against Broadcast.

After I realized that Broadcast's power set would soon overshadow mine at
this rate, I assigned John to help out by linking with other mutants in a
secondary position so that mutants like Grace and Luke and a few other
mutants could use him as a battery for high level uses of their power. It
allowed the others to use him as a power source and give him valuable
experience as to how they used their power. After the Grace debacle where
the entire Agricultural department had stumbled and faltered in her absence
I insisted that pivotal Avalonian mutants provide their DNA to John to
ensure the smooth running of Avalon. The policy wasn't very popular but it
only involved about 15 people whose powers were vital and weren't on file
so I didn't consider it a major problem.

Enough about Avalon and its crap

Personal stuff

# Some great news John and I have become a thing...

I have no idea what that thing is exactly. We're not exactly exclusive as
he used to acquire DNA through sex with the new people whenever possible
assuming whichever shape he'd thought would work best. After the second
week of watching him do that I instituted a mandatory policy that all new
recruits had to provide a blood sample for medical research. I provided him
with just enough of the blood for him to stay healthy as he had a bad
tendency to binge. I made him promise not to change into Avalonians while
in Avalon unless he was in private. I sent the remaining blood either to
our primary or secondary research labs depending on the volatility of the
power of the mutant involved. The more potentially dangerous mutant powers
I had John and Lazarus deal with.

I convinced John to visit the human scientists to make sure they weren't
doing anything hazardous with the information under the pretense that he
wanted to learn more about genetics due to his power. Ironically he
actually became a very integral part of the primary labs research as he had
an intuitive understanding of genetic variations that he previously had no
context for. Similar to how I had scanned people's insides but didn't
appreciate the medical ramifications until I had the necessary motivation
to read up more about it.

As such John had discovered something he could do during the day to keep
him out of trouble (or limit it at least). He'd alternate his efforts
between primary and the secondary labs depending on the day and his
mood. He liked wearing a lab coat as it was relatively shapeless and he
could be naked underneath allowing him to stay technically clothed and
change shapes on a whim.  In the evenings he'd come back to mine with a lab
coat and nothing else on underneath and we'd play doctor for a little
while.

John had spent every night since my last update in my bed or to be
technically accurate with me (hence my slackness with updating my journal
lately). Sometimes during our evening training we'd just stay outside and
fuck all night. To make training fun I had designed a way to practice my
new abilities with John as my sparring partner/competitor with sex as the
prize. Whoever won the round got to decide whether the other person topped
or bottomed and which shape they wore while doing it and where we'd fuck,
John liked outside sex. John had provided me with quite a few tips on the
art of shapeshifting, as my ability to alter my size and mass was closest
to Mystique's abilities; John shared his memories of her ability, her
lessons and his experiences morphing. It had led to some interesting
results.

We had 3 games; telepathic tug of war, teleportation races and splash
fights. Telepathic tug of war consisted of testing out psychic probes
against each other's shields until someone's shield broke which helped to
boost telepathic sensitivity and defense and offense skills. Teleportation
races involved teleport-hopping as fast and as far as we could to a
predetermined location. Splash fights were a mixture of summoning as many
`minions' as possible and direct hydrokinetic attacks (while John wore my
shape) until the other person got splashed.

It helped to improve our control over the 3 varying power sets and was
fun. I won about 70% of the time as the combination of powers I had gave me
the edge but John frequently cheated, using Vamp's shape to sap me mentally
during teleport races, morphing to EMMA FROST (a much stronger telepath)
during telepathic tug of war when he was close to losing and using
Bobby/Iceman's shape to freeze my minions.

I took the cheating in stride as it helped to improve my training to
account for devious moral characters like John who would take advantage of
any distraction or weakness to win. Also the sex was always entertaining
with John no matter who won.

When I won I'd pick through John's `shapes' for whichever option suited my
mood. When I was in a topping mood which was more frequent lately as I had
a lot more pent up aggression lately (due to Broadcast's attempt to
undermine my position) I'd pick Havoc. Havoc had such a cute face and butt
and reminded me a little of Luke with his coloring, blond hair, white skin,
dimples. Luke was smoking hot where Havoc's shape was super cute but only
had a 6 ½ erection and was leaner. My favorite position with HAVOC was
to have his legs up in the air, facing him and fucking him hard with THOR's
10 inch cock. When I felt like bottoming I'd let THOR pound my ass hard
doggy style so I wouldn't have to look at him as I didn't really like the
body builder type physique he had that much. Recently LUKE had been added
to the roster of sexy times but John didn't fuck the same way the real Luke
did so it wasn't the same. Sometimes I enjoyed some steamy sex with the
HUMAN TORCH as a water or ice proxy for some hilarity. Other times he top
or bottom as ANGEL and we have flying sex.

Sometimes I'd just ask him to surprise me and he'd pick a random human or
mutant shape that he thought I might like and we'd fuck like
animals. Whenever I felt nostalgic for the Mansion lifestyle I'd get John
to become WOLVERINE, CYCLOPS or ICEMAN and fuck them or get them to fuck
me.

What I felt for John was very different to my previous experiences with
guys, I didn't lust after him the way I had for Luke and we weren't as
close as Sean and I had been but I enjoyed being with him, he was so
relaxed. He was an oasis of calm in my demanding and dysfunctional life and
I loved the sex. Sometimes I worried that his indifference to every moral
and social convention meant he was a borderline amoral sociopath but as
long as he obeyed the rules of Avalon I didn't look for trouble.

When I lost I assumed a shape of his choosing, I could change my height,
weight and skin color (pale white to midnight black by fiddling with
melanin) but I couldn't change my eye color or hair color yet and the
changes were only skin deep. Most of the time John wanted me more or less
as I was with a few alterations to keep it interesting, he'd sometimes get
me power top him with a 10 or 11 inch cock (as WOLVERINE or himself), other
times he'd want me to bottom for him with a huge cock so he could stroke it
or watch it slap back and forth as he fucked me in whatever shape he felt
like at that second.

Saturday night after the beach we'd go to the gay saunas of Sydney together
sometimes as ourselves, sometimes as completely different humans. Our
favorite trick was to go as `gay twins' it was a surprisingly popular
fantasy, John got his fix of human DNA (not that he really needed it with
such a generous supply of mutant DNA at home to work with) and I got to
enjoy some normal sex.

Mutant sex could get a bit insane sometimes and it was nice just to have
sex with someone who wouldn't accidentally blast you in the chest during
sex (HAVOC).

# On other less fun news Cornelius, Dryad and Gargoyle went missing when
they went off to Australia looking for work. I linked myself with John
teleport- hopping back and forth across Australia scanning all of Australia
for them, the first time for their fluid signatures and the second time
flying back to Avalon slowly with `sense cylinder' activated. I didn't find
them even though I became intimately familiar with every nook and cranny of
Australia. It was very disheartening.

# A week ago Quicksilver speed bursted his way through a very well-armed
paramilitary group with no identification that had tried to capture him. I
was unhappy but I didn't know who to strike down in retaliation but I had
some suspicions as I heard there was research being done on Mutants back in
the US.  I intensified my golem watch program and my sense cylinder
experiments in response. I can now scan the entire Australasian area with
ease though activating a sense cylinder over that area took great effort.

# Vamp and Surprise had merged together psychically into one mind in 2
bodies as a result of their doubled psychic sapping during psychic
bonding. I nicknamed them Sump for short as I didn't like the
amalgamation's personality much. Sump did an adequate job of screening
newbs but I didn't really associate with them personally any more. I missed
their separate selves.

Anyway now I've given a basic update of the last month or so it's time to
teleport 10000 miles back to Xavier's school. I'm worried, I'm not looking
forward to seeing Xavier again even with my liquid brain as a defense from
his psychic interference. Going back to Xavier's feels like a step
backwards even it's to help Sean find Cyclops.

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I finished my journey of 10000 miles in record time; 5 hours, averaging a
rough speed of about 2000 miles per hour, achieved by turning myself into
ice, surrounding myself in an opaque water bubble and `sense cylindering'
ahead for teleport-hops.

Unfortunately gaining Vamp's and Surprise's powers had actually weakened me
a little as the unfamiliar powers required more mental energy to use and
Vamp's psychic hunger meant that I drained mental energy faster than
usual. I dealt with the situation by propelling myself via hydro kinesis in
between teleport-hops that spanned greater distances each time and
resetting myself every hour to combat the mental fatigue and power drain of
using Surprise's class 4 teleportation power.

I had left Broadcast in charge of Avalon with John keeping an eye on him as
I wasn't sure if Broadcast could cope with the actual responsibility of
maintaining Avalon and if he fucked up John could message Sean or me. If
Broadcast did an adequate job maybe I could just step down and leave him to
it as my popularity declined with every policy I implemented to improve
Avalon. No matter what I did, I couldn't please everybody and it depressed
me.  The responsibility of keeping Avalon safe felt like a huge weight
around my shoulders keeping me trapped in Tasmania for the foreseeable
future.

Before I left I channelled large amounts of psychic and hydrokinetic power
through Broadcast into the golems to keep them operational while I was
away.

I arrived at the Xavier institute at half strength and teleported my way
into Sean's room.

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When I arrived Sean updated me on the latest events but I couldn't believe
it. Wolverine and Storm had brought back an unconscious Jean after finding
Cyclops glasses and no other sign of him. When Jean had woken up she had
behaved erratically and had ripped off the vault like door from its hinges
and left abruptly. I suspected Jean's alternate personality The Phoenix had
done something terrible to Cyclops.

I did an Australia sized scan of the nearby area finding no sign of Jean or
Cyclops. I sent mental arrows of awareness to Alkali Lake 2k miles away to
see if I could find some trace of Cyclops they had overlooked. I
couldn't. I tried one last thing, I opened my awareness to the max scanning
all of the US for the fluid signatures of Cyclops and the missing mutants
and I couldn't find them. The only thing I found was a weird blank spot
that resisted me, I triggered an `eye' in the area but it was just a weird
bald kid playing video games in a white room on Alcatraz Island. I ignored
him as irrelevant.

The large scale scan and my long trip had drained my mental reserves and
even after a phase I'd be down to 20% and I didn't want to have a repeat of
the last time I had been down to 0% and had become powerless for hours.  I
asked Sean if he'd mind if I had a nap in his bed to recover.

He tucked me in which was sweet of him.

It felt weird needing a nap in the middle of the day as I usually survived
on an hour or less of sleep lately.  My insomnia had worsened in the last
month but I kept myself super busy throughout the week so I wouldn't obsess
about the growing difference between me and 99.99% of the world's
population.

Monday to Friday from 6am to 9am John and I 'slept in' snuggling and
sexing. 9am to 5pm I channeled my strength through 5 meat proxies to meet
the growing needs of clinic work. I used other meat proxies for fulfilling
my work for the Tasmanian Government. I had hundreds of golems at the day
spa that I monitored to make sure they were working adequately with the
psychic programming. 5pm-11pm I trained and/or sexed with John and his
`shapes'. 11-12pm I read and relaxed while John slept. Midnight – 2am I
swam laps. 3am to 5 am I worked on golem construction/tweaking, testing out
'Trojan clouds' and attempting to perfect class 4 golems and using my
minions to increase my martial arts training. 5 am to 6 am I slept.

During the week I had the golems in Avalon working 24/7 either on random
tasks such as fetching and carrying or on more important tasks such as
enforcing the peace when necessary. I cycled endlessly through the data my
golems on sentry duty collected working on new protocols for the next golem
update to cut down on needless alerts, trying to make the golems capable of
filtering out irrelevancies.

Saturday I'd spend at a beach with the Government Council (presuming they
didn't sleep in after a successful conquest from the night before) before
John and I would go off to enjoy a hot night at the Saunas. Sunday I'd test
out the improvements on my golems on the contestants and experience second
hand (through a minor link with my golems) how far the regular contestants
had improved since the last time. Broadcast usually had the most
significant improvements over the period of a week.

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I woke up an hour later sensing my mind had been breached. I automatically
turned to ice and discovered that the guilty parties were Sean and Mike.

^What are you two doing? ^

"Shit sorry we didn't want to wake you up, we're keeping you hidden from
Xavier." Mike replied. I stood up and he backed up a step.

Sean moved forward "We were building you some psychic protection just in
case Jean returned. What the hell is wrong with her?"

^Xavier tried to limit her powers to class 3 so she'd be controllable as
her notes said she was developing a highly egocentric behavior as a class
5.^

"Jean wasn't a class 5, I would have known."

^You did know, I talked to you about it and you read my mind after I found
out about it...^ I realized what must have happened ^Xavier must have
altered your memories to keep it secret from Cyclops.^

"He wouldn't do that" Sean said reflexively but then he hesitated and
closed his eyes for a long moment "Dam it he took advantage of our mind
links during my psychic training to hide the information from me so I
wouldn't recall it."

I had a good look at Mike, he had grown a couple of inches and was slightly
taller than Sean and after a quick scan of him, and he'd bulked up in the
good way, more muscular around the arms and stomach. ^Mike you look good,
have you been working out? ^

Mike grinned while Sean groaned and covered his face "Why did you have to
say that? He's been insufferable lately."

Mike just poked his tongue out at his brother before stripping completely
and stroking himself until he was fully erect. "He's jealous, I had my
growth spurt and I'm bigger than him now." Mike's cock was now at least 8.5
inches making him Bigger than his Big Brother. "Vader is working out with
me helping me bulk up and look hotter and the really cool thing is I have
telekinesis too."  A bunch of personal stuff started floating around in
lazy circles behind Mike. "I'm better at it than my big brother who got it
first."

I looked over at Sean for confirmation "Only because I shared all my
memories of telekinesis with the little brat and I've been busy learning
from Xavier to improve my psychic skills."

"I'm not little; I'm bigger than you in every way that counts." Mike
boasted, stroking his hard cock at me. I streamed out of my clothes
reforming naked in front of him with a 10 inch erection.

"I'm now bigger than you." I said

Mike dropped to his knees sucking on my cock. I groaned, grabbing onto him
as he bobbed up and down on my cock licking and sucking with great
enthusiasm and skill.

"Come on you two, the situation is serious; we don't have time for this."
Sean protested but I could see the bulge in his pants.

"It's been ages since we've done this. Have a bit of fun." I pulled him
closer with a `hand'.

"Fine but it'll have to be quick" Sean stripped and stood naked behind me
and lubed up his cock and pushed into me while Mike pulled off my cock and
bent over in front of me and I speared him. He groaned as I bottomed out in
him. I rocked back and forth between the horny brothers. I definitely liked
this part of being back at Xavier's school for gifted mutants.

Wolverine burst into the room adamantium claws extended. "I sniffed you out
bub." He growled and tried to pounce on me but I teleported out of his
range with Mike and Sean along for the ride. I reappeared behind him still
locked in the middle of the sexy brother sandwich. I slid out of them
becoming water then flesh and sacrificed my arm to shackle Wolverine's arms
and lifted him into the air. Mike gaped at my stump in open mouthed horror;
I shifted to water and reformed whole but with less mass.

"What's up Wolverine? I'm a bit busy."

"Let me down bub or I'll skewer you."

I walked towards him redirecting his arms forward and walked straight onto
his claws skewering myself. "Your claws aren't much of a threat to me
Logan, I'm beyond flesh these days, doesn't matter how damaged this body
gets I can always make another one with water. All that matters is my
will." I could sense the increase of heart rates in the room and sighed
"That came across too much like a horror movie villain. Ignore that I ever
said that." I dropped Wolverine onto the floor "What do you want?"

"What are you doing here? Did Xavier send for you?" Wolverine asked.

"Sean called me about Cyclops disappearance and Sean updated me not too
long ago that Jean probably killed him."

"Xavier did it, He did something to mess with Jean and he implied I
wouldn't understand. Fucking egg head. I want to smash something."

"So you came around to find me and pound me ay?"

"Something like that. I smelled you and sex," he eyed up the hard brothers
with hunger in his eyes.

"Would you like to join the fun and games?"

"Yes" Wolverine said as he yanked down his pants releasing his hard cock
and slid into my slick ass pounding me hard with his arm wrapped around my
torso. Sean moved behind Wolverine and pushed his slick cock into Wolverine
who grunted and fucked me harder.

Mike watched us for a few seconds stroking his cock at the hot show before
bending over in front of me. I slid back into his hole continuing on from
where we left off. I fucked forward into Mike's slick hole and back onto
Wolverine's big hard cock over and over again until I dumped my load into
Mike, Sean pumped his load into Wolverine, and Wolverine dumped his load
into me.

Wolverine spent the next couple of hours fucking us and being fucked by us
as we helped him work through some of his frustration. It was fun.

We worked our way through several entertaining positions, we followed the
fuck train with Wolverine with his legs spread on Mike's bed as I fucked
Logan with THOR's 10 inch cock as Mike rode Logan's hard cock and sucked on
his brother's cock and Sean sat on Wolverine's face getting a hell of a rim
job/blow job (Sean transmitted his pleasure psychically to us). Sean blew a
load down Mike's throat, Wolverine exploded into Mike's horny hole and I
dumped a thick load into Wolverine's hairy hole.

Next I jumped on Wolverine's hard cock riding him until Mike shoved his
hard cock into me alternating between DP'ing me and fucking Wolverine's
tight hairy hole as Sean fucked Mike. After Mike blew his load into
Wolverine and Wolverine into me and Sean into Mike ;Sean and Mike took a
short break on Sean's bed watching as Wolverine pounded my ass a couple of
more times.

At some point Sean and Mike must have recovered because after the second
load Wolverine dumped into me in a row I saw Sean on top of Mike fucking
him hard. As Wolverine dumped his 3rd load in a row into me Sean dumped his
load into Mike. Sean pulled out limp from Mike. Mike limped off the bed and
moved over to Wolverine and me still hard as a rock.

"Can you guys DP me?"

Wolverine and I glanced at each other and smiled and I eased off
Wolverine's hard cock and sat next to Wolverine pulling Mike onto my hard
cock. Mike's hole was slick from the multiple loads and I slid in easily
with my new 10 inch cock, as I bottomed out Wolverine grabbed Mike's hips
and slammed his hard cock all the way into Mike. Mike groaned as he took
both our cocks. I captured his mouth in a fierce kiss as Wolverine and I
doubled up on his ass. It didn't take long before I blew my load into Mike
and puddled out feeling sexed out for the moment leaving Wolverine to
continue.

I reformed next to Sean seated on his bed and I watched Mike bouncing up
and down on Wolverine's hard cock for a minute or two before broaching the
burning question on my mind in a roundabout way.

"Well I feel better now, some sleep and sex. What's the plan for dealing
with Xavier and Phoenix?

"Mike and I were trying to layer over our shields with yours. However he
got distracted because he's become quite the little slut since you've been
gone. He's been spending a lot of time with Tom and James and going out to
clubs using his power to have lots of sex. "

"Sounds like fun."

"While he's busy" Sean glanced over at his brother bouncing on Wolverine's
hard lap with contempt. "I'll try again to layer my shield over yours and
once Mike is done we'll do something else to boost your defenses in case
Jean comes back."

"You managed to get past my defenses."

"You're a lot stronger than the last time I saw you and it took a lot more
effort to break through your inner psychic shield than I would have
imagined."

"Yeah turns out creating a shield with the power of a psychic vampire has a
secondary effect of draining the power of the psychic shield you had in
place in my mind strengthening it."

"That would explain it. I didn't get very far into your mind before you
woke up. It felt like I had to probe my way past a class 4 psychic shield
that sapped at my energy while I did so."

"Yeah I've been draining a small fraction of the mental power of random
Avalonians in order to condition them against psychic attacks as Broadcast
is now a stronger psychic than me. Though Sump is strong enough to counter
Broadcast and me."

"Who is Sump?"

"Surprise and Vamp, they've kind of merged into one person using two
bodies."

"Why didn't you tell me about that?"

"It happened gradually over the last month and I felt guilty as I'm fairly
sure it's my fault after letting them upgrade themselves. I didn't factor
in that they had twice the psychic power to link into and from each other
and I didn't know how to fix it."

"If you open up I'll teach you how to separate the two different
personalities from each other forcibly."

"Okay" I opened up my mind and Sean fed me full of memories of Xavier's
training sessions about how to keep your personality separate from a mind
link/scan/probe and how to separate two people who had become too closely
intertwined. I found out that it's incredibly dangerous and painful to all
participants so the advice is usually to mind link shallowly and
temporarily to avoid the painful solution.  I could sense Sean scanning my
memories so I shut him out of my mind.

"Sorry force of habit." Sean said.

"I understand the impulse better. I find myself probing people's thoughts
without meaning to and spending a lot of time filtering out the mental
chaos."

"During my brief look through your mind I noticed that you picked up a few
new tricks since the last time I saw you."

"Yeah I have." There was a loud groan and ripples of psychic contentment as
Mike slumped onto Wolverine having spent his load onto Wolverine's hairy
chest and stomach.

Wolverine kept thrusting up until he grunted a load into Mike's well used
hole.

15 seconds later Wolverine was thrusting up into a worn out Mike who rolled
off him and just before I thought he was going to hit the floor Mike
telekinetically lifted himself up to a vertical stand. I was impressed but
Sean just sighed next me as Mike hobbled over to us.

"That helped to work off my frustrations. Thanks boys."  Wolverine said,
getting dressed, tucking in his hard slick cock back into his pants.

Mike gave Wolverine a back handed wave as he sat himself next to me. "I'll
show you what I can do."

I felt a surge of strength and a new shield spring up over Sean's but it
felt slippery like a memory of a dream, the more I concentrated on it, the
less of a grip I had on it mentally. "What is it?"

"I call it a smoke screen; it's like an invisible mental wall that they
won't see until it's too late."

"Very cool."

Mike glared at his brother "Sean has been forcing me to train on Cerebro
saying that I need to expand my mind if I want to be a decent telepath."

"What will you do if I'm not there around to shield you, you have to be
prepared." Mike groaned wearily and I felt like I was in the middle of a
frequent argument between the brothers.

"I've got something better than telepathy I have kickass telekinetic
skills." Mike's closet opened and a deck of cards comes flying out and the
cards start shuffling while Mike looks on in concentration and Sean looks
away bored. The cards fly out in different directions in an aerial display
of telekinetic skill. While the cards continue to circle the room in ever
more complex patterns, 6 red rubber balls come out of the closet in a conga
line before circling around the cards and heading directly for us. The
balls fell out of the air as did the cards.

Mike punched Sean hard in the shoulder. "Why did you do that?"

I was lost.

"To prove my point. Telekinesis isn't much use if someone hijacks your
mind."

"I hate you." Mike stomped off disappearing from sight. I scanned the room
and he was still in the room fists on hips breathing hard.

"So I'm guessing you guys have this argument a lot."

"Yeah ever since he developed telekinesis he thinks he can ignore training
up his mind to resist psychic attacks. It's infuriating."

"YOU'RE INFURIATING!" Mike shouts reappearing.

"His mental screening only works when he's paying attention to it and he's
mentally calm so he needs to work on his other skills too."

"No I don't." Mike replied with a pout.

"You ..." Sean stopped talking abruptly listening to something we couldn't
hear. I activated my `sense cylinder' throughout the Mansion and discovered
that Xavier, Storm and Wolverine were going to go to Jean's old home to
talk to her.

*Think I should go with them?*

*No* Sean replied * Xavier might be distracted by your presence and he
needs his full concentration to convince Jean to come home.*

I did a quick scan searching for Jean at the location they said and I could
see Jean but I couldn't taste her thoughts from so far away but I felt an
odd ripple of suppressed rage that felt surprisingly familiar.

I watched the remaining X-men leave the Mansion via the X-Jet.

While they were gone I got dressed and prepared an army of level 2 and 3
golems beneath the surface of the lake remotely in case of trouble. Sean,
Mike and me hung out in the Danger Room, messing about with our powers,
showing off our skills with telepathic defenses and offenses (Sean) and
telekinetic (Mike) and hydro kinetic control (me). Mike fed me his
telekinetic tips and tricks while Sean fed me his memories of his psychic
training. The brothers teamed up beating up my holographic army of
golems. It helped to kill a few hours as I waited and watched the X-men
progress.

:: Jean's house::

The X-men arrived at Jean's house and I linked with Sean and Mike so that
they could see through my `eyes'. Magneto and Xavier went inside Jean's
childhood home and Xavier kept trying to talk her into coming back while
simultaneously invading her mind without her consent repeatedly. Magneto
continually undermined Xavier's attempts to convince Jean she was a danger
to herself and others. Meanwhile Wolverine had gotten impatient as usual
and had charged into battle with a huge guy with a strange helmet and a
leather chest harness. Storm summoned wind and lightning and took out a
couple of unknown mutants before getting into a fight with Callisto. The
X-men held their own. Jean meanwhile was locked into a mental battle with
Xavier telekinetically moving things about in the background, Sean tried to
add his mental weight to help Xavier but the effort drained him as he was
too far out of his effective range. He dropped out of the mental link as
did Mike.

I continued to watch as Jean lifted up Xavier from out of his wheelchair
and lift the house they were in off its foundations, Wolverine tried to
make his way to help Xavier but Xavier continued his attempts to mind rape
Jean into submission. Water was flowing out from the sink and I tried to
redirect it but Jean's power trumped mine at this distance and I was
helpless to do anything as Xavier got telekinetically ripped apart at the
molecular level. Before he died Xavier said "Don't let it control you." As
he did so he smiled at Wolverine which I didn't understand at all.

Magneto yelled out "Charles". The house collapsed back on its
foundation. Magneto said "Oh dear" and walked Jean away with his other
mutants.

:: ::

I broke the news that Xavier had been killed to Sean and Mike.

Mike cried and Sean went blank. Sean left the room and headed off to
Cerebro. I guess he wanted to check for himself.

I tried my best to console Mike but I can't say I was very good at it, I'd
never really had to console anyone before and I cared less about Xavier's
death than I did about Cyclops but no one seemed to be that concerned about
Cyclops which I supposed was typical. No one cared for the people that did
the dull necessary jobs to keep everything running smooth. They preferred
more charismatic people like Xavier or Magneto no matter how dubious their
methods were.

Mike went off to visit Vader, I had a quick check on Sean and he looked
deep in concentration so I went outside to practice mass producing level 1,
2, 3 golems and half-heartedly continued my attempts to create level 4
golems.

Level 1 golems were basic golems that were the equivalent of water puppets
that I had to manually control for every movement and were the easiest to
form. Level 2 golems had a minimal reserve of my power infused into them
psychically allowing them to modify themselves to create spikes and
maintain their consistency even on the hottest days. Their instructions
involved a basic protocol of swarm, menace and disarm.  Level 3 golems had
a larger reserve of my power and a more sophisticated AI, they were faster,
had ranged water attacks drawing on ambient moisture within a 3 feet
radius. Their AI was more complex and developed with battle tactics to
maximize their water and salt attacks in a non-lethal manner.

I wanted to make a level 4 golems that would look like me, with the skill
to control water at a class 4 mutant's level. So far the closest I had come
was a meat proxy that I used to channel my power through remotely over
short and long distance though the closer I was to them the more effective
they were. I wanted to automate the clinic work as the patients and their
sad stories depressed me.

Friday

Xavier's funeral, he had a very nice headstone, though it listed him as a
father which is something I never knew about him. I see only students and
the teachers at the funeral and I don't see anyone that would be a likely
candidate for being a child of his. How strange.

Cyclops hadn't been mentioned even though he had a headstone next to Xavier
which was much smaller and less impressive.

They told the students to stay indoors and I watched them grieve the death
of Xavier, everyone expected the school to shut down and since most of them
were runaways or had been kicked out of home for being mutants they were
afraid of what the future held. I told them they could come to Avalon if
they wanted, most didn't seem too enthusiastic about the prospect.

Friday night

I watched remotely as Bobby froze the water in the fountain we used to
train in so he could have a late night skate with Kitty. I watched and
listened as Rogue complained about her power to Wolverine shortly after. I
watched Wolverine let her leave.

I waited a minute and followed after her. If Rogue didn't want her power I
could help her out without needing a Cure to suppress her mutantness.

I asked what she was planning and she told me that she planned to be Cured
to get free of her powers so she could hug and kiss people again. I told
her I had a way for her to touch people again without having to sacrifice
her powers permanently and surrender to mediocrity. After I told her what I
had in mind, she agreed with my plan.

I took Rogue back to Tasmania encasing her within my watery grip to make
teleporting her easier. Jean was going to be more dangerous than I had
imagined and I couldn't let Rogue piss away her power so thoughtlessly.

We arrived at Avalon after an 8 hour journey. It took longer with her as a
passenger as I couldn't hydro kinetically propel her at my max speed as her
body couldn't endure the high speeds like mine could so I had to rely more
heavily on teleportation. The heavy reliance on teleportation drained my
mental energy faster and teleportation energy. To give myself a break every
hour from overreliance on teleportation I would phase to recharge and let
Rogue sap me for a minute. It hurt like hell but it ensured an hour of high
speed hydrokinetic travel as her sapping worked on a 60:1 ratio, every
second resulted in a minute of power. That way the first hour would be
teleportation heavy and the second hour would be hydrokinetic travel heavy.

When I arrived back at Tasmania, I called up Transfer and John and told
them the plan to relieve Rogue of her power that left her unable to touch.

1 John morphed into EMMA FROST with Psychicness and Diamond Morph

2 (via Transfer) Rogue swapped her Physical Sapping power for the Diamond
Morph of EMMA FROST

3 Rogue now had Diamond Morph with John as EMMA FROST having Psychicness
and Physical Sapping

4 (via Transfer) John swapped his new Sapping power with my Water power

5 I sapped him taking a temporary version of his Morphing, Water power and
Psychicness

6 (via Transfer) I swapped out the temporary version of my Water power for
the Permanent version of Water power

7 We let the temp powers fade out and I was left with Water Power,
Teleportation, Telepathy and ROGUE's Physical Sapping. John still had his
morphing power. Rogue had EMMA FROST's Diamond Morph.

This way if Rogue wanted to reclaim her power she could and in the meantime
she could still be a mutant but a less volatile type allowing her to touch
Bobby all she wanted with only a slight risk of turning into a diamond in
the heat of passion.

John insisted on joining us for the trip back. He said that Broadcast was
doing fine without me around. I let him join us knowing there was no real
way of stopping him from coming along.

Before I left Avalon I sought out Broadcast to amplify my power to
reinforce the golems throughout Tasmania. I gave them a large boost in
psychic and water power to keep them functioning for a few days without any
maintenance from Broadcast or me.

I travelled back with Rogue and John. I mentally linked with John as he
assumed the shape of SURPRISE and I forwarded his tips about EMMA FROST's
Diamond Morph to Rogue. Some of the tips he had gained from personal
experience but most of it he had learned from Magneto who had known her
well enough to know what her triggers were. I also forwarded my tips
learned from my experience with other polymorphs (mostly Onyx and Colossus)
forwarding breathing exercises and the use of mental distractions to
deactivate the morph.

I used John while he was Surprise as a source of teleportation power to
increase the distance of our teleport-hops as Rogue practiced her control
over her new Diamond Morph power. Whenever Rogue turned diamond it made
teleporting her and her increased density more difficult and telepathic
communication impossible as I didn't have enough psychic wattage to break
through the diamond mental defense. We made it back in record time of 3
hours as I could propel Rogue at epic speeds to trigger her Diamond Morph
or during her Diamond Morph.

Saturday Morning

John and I arrived at the Mansion at 11:30 am after dropping Rogue off at
her home town. Now that she could touch people without risk of injuring
them she wanted to spend a little time with her family.

I hunted down Sean and Mike and they were having sex.

Mike asked "Where have you been? You missed all the excitement."

Sean kept thrusting on top of Mike as WOLVERINE walked in a pair of boxer
briefs "Wolverine wasn't around."

Mike grunted as Sean sped up and moaned out "But you're Wolverine."

John changed back to normal for a second before morphing into CYCLOPS
"Actually my name is John."

"John I think it's too soon to be using that particular dead man's body to
be wandering about this school in."

"Yeah probably right Boy Wonder." He switched back to normal then into
MYSTIQUE assuming Mike's shape. "Time to pick up some more DNA." He left
the room using MYSTIQUE's power to assume Mike's `shape' while wearing the
stolen underwear of Wolverine. My lover was weird.

I rolled my eyes at my errant boyfriend but now that I had Rogue's power I
couldn't touch him without draining him of his life force and power. I
needed to practice but first I needed to see what had happened in my
absence. Sean groaned squirting his load into his horny brother. It made me
horny watching them but when Sean pulled out and Mike moved towards me I
told them that I had acquired Rogue's power and I was a little dangerous to
touch at the moment.

Sean told me that Bobby had gone to look for Rogue and Wolverine had gone
off to track down Jean after a quick psychic scan.

I visited Colossus to catch up with him on old times and a hardcore
training session. I told him that I had Rogue's power and I would need him
to fuck me as metal for his safety. I got a few loads out of him before he
told me he had to take care of things. He left with the room with his giant
TV under his arm. This was a weird place.

That said I shifted to water shaping the osmium grade cum into a thin layer
of metal armor over my ice bones. I had lost the osmium grade cum armor I
had before during my experiments with mist travel through the town near
Luke's farm a couple months ago and I hadn't the time or opportunity to
replace it.

I spent the next few hours deciphering through the Shi'ar instruction
manual for the Danger Room with the help of the handwritten translations.

I spent the rest of the day practicing Rogue's power on simulated people,
working on trying to control it, to shape Rogue's power into a more lethal
weapon. The holographic people while made up of hard light holographic
technology could still be drained of their energy. Instead of dying or
becoming comatose like real people they would fade from existence. Their
energy made me feel like my skin was on fire after a while.

I also practiced my hydrokinetic control over mass summoning various levels
of golems including my favorite new golem type `Trojan clouds'. `Trojan
clouds' were unique golems with level 3 power reserves and level 2 AI
designed to take out enemy aircraft. They were essentially widely dispersed
water droplets acting as an army of 'eyes' during 'scout mode'. When an
enemy aircraft was spotted though, they would hide themselves in the
nearest cloud bank and as the aircraft went through the 'Trojan cloud' it
would coalesce around the aircraft restraining the aircraft within an ice
ring. Once restrained it would creep into the cockpit as a puddle and spike
its way through the cockpit's controls. I termed this 'restrain and
disable' mode.

So far I had only used these 'Trojan Clouds' throughout Tasmania in 'scout
mode' and when I felt generous or bored I'd use them to trigger a rain
cloud.

I'm still developing the final mode 'booby trap mode'. If there was a large
scale aerial attack on Avalon/Tasmania the 'Trojan Clouds' would litter the
skies with random ice walls and floating ice minesweeper that would explode
into an icy shrapnel bomb when triggered by contact with enemy aircraft.

Saturday night

I needed a break after several hours of simulated energy absorption so I
left the Danger Room and ran into a worried Bobby.

I told him that Rogue was safe and he told me that he had run into Pyro
outside a cure facility and Pyro had used his power to create an explosion
inside the place. He also told me that the School was going to remain
open. I had a creeping suspicion that the situation was going to escalate
dramatically before it settled down again. I had concerns about the Cure
and how quickly it was going into mass production and distribution. It made
me wonder about the mutant disappearances throughout Australia and whether
it was possible that unwilling mutants had been the test subjects for the
Cure.

I did a quick scan of the Mansion and I couldn't find Wolverine. I did a
larger scan for his unique fluid signature and found ...

:: Wolverine::

Wolverine limping his way out from a forest path onto his motorcycle, his
open necked greyish white singlet had a line of vertical holes in it with
dried blood. He changed his shirt to a hoodie and rode back to the Mansion.

Not too far away I saw a small army converge on what looked like a camping
spot for a large group of people. They pointed their guns and were shocked
to discover a single man multiplied hundreds of time. I admit to some
surprise when I saw him absorb all the duplicates into him and quip "OK I
give up" with a mocking smile.

I could hear them report back to the Secretary (presumably of Defense?).

:: ::

I scanned for Sean and Mike and they're in Vader's room.

I go there and find Mike is the central player in a mutant orgy. He's
getting his ass slammed by a Vader who has become much more muscular and
bulkier in my absence. Sean meanwhile is fucking his brother's throat and
Mike's cock is buried in an unknown pale mutant's ass who is face down into
the pillow leaving only his sandy brown hair on display as he arches back
to take more of Mike's cock.

Sean sees me *we're relieving some tension after Magneto's latest
television announcement about cities and homes not being safe. Want to join
in?*

I strip naked revealing THOR's cock and pick up the discarded lube bottle
on the floor and lube up my cock. I look over the gyrating mass of
thrusting boys and Mike is busy in the middle of a sex sandwich and I don't
want to disrupt their rhythm so I kneel behind Sean and finger his hole. I
feel a surge of psychic strength and he stops thrusting into his brother's
mouth paling and I remember that I have Rogue's power and I pull out my
finger.

I look down at my latest cock upgrade in frustration as I try to think my
way out of this sexual predicament. I come up with a partial solution and
grab a condom from out of Vader's top drawer and relube and shift my
outsides excluding my cock to water and fuck my way into Sean's tight
hole. I keep my internals normal as I fuck Sean hard. It feels kind of
weird to be having sex with a condom on after all these months of raw sex
but there was some novelty to the experience.

Vader grunted and groaned as he released his load into Mike's horny ass.

Sean looked back at me "Oh God that's weird. Pull out."

I pull back disappointed that Rogue's power was already being a
nuisance. "Sorry" I said.

Sean moved over the other side of the bed and grabbed onto Mike's fast
moving hips to stop him long enough to slide into his brother's recently
abandoned hole. "Victor come fuck me."

I teleport-slammed Sean's hole and Sean groaned as I fucked my way into him
using my telepathy to intensify the experience as I linked us in a loose
psychic bond. Mike was much more vocal now that his mouth was empty. He
grunted and groaned his way to an orgasm pumping into the unknown beneath
him. Sean continued on for another minute before he blasted into his
brother's well used hole. I pulled out and stroked out an orgasm onto
Mike's face.

Sean pulled out, then Mike did and the unknown boy revealed his face "Hi."
He blushed bright red, looking rumpled and sweaty from all the sex. "My
name is Ghost I can send my spirit walkabout, what can you do?" He extended
out his hand and I shook it for a few seconds absorbing his power.

"Nice to meet you Ghost. I have a few powers, hydro kinesis, teleportation,
telepathy and the latest is physical sapping."

"Wow you're so lucky." Ghost replied while the others looked at me
strangely.

Mike said "I'm going to Tom's as soon as I recover did you want to come?"

"Yeah that would be good to catch up with my old friends. Does Mark still
go to those things?"

Mike just shook his head at me and said "Every week without fail. He brings
his sugar daddy."

I shifted completely to flesh as I redressed "He has a sugar daddy?"

"Allesandro, he's kind of hot for an old guy."

"Oh I guess that makes sense. I'll just bring John along; he'd probably
enjoy some fresh human DNA." I tracked down John and teleported to him as
an unsuspecting Colossus came into MIKE's hole. I rolled my eyes as my sort
of bf fingered his hole and licked up a glob of cum from his finger
acquiring Colossus's DNA. "Anyway John did you want to come to a human sex
party?"

MIKE morphed into John "Mmmm fresh meat." He turned to Colossus and said
"Thanks for the load."

Colossus looked confused and hot, naked and sweaty. "Sorry about John he's
morally bankrupt."

John just smiled at me naked and undaunted. "Where is the party?"

I took a hold of his shoulder, sapping a bit of his energy as I teleported
him into Vader's room as the others were gathering their clothes.

Sean said "That was a quick exit, we're off to shower."

I asked "Who's coming to the party?"

They told me and I shifted to water entangling John, Vader, Sean and Mike
and teleported them to the shower. After we showered I teleported them to
their respective rooms to change clothes. Then after a couple of minutes I
teleported them to Tom's place in a series of teleport-hops. Mass
teleportation was useful. We were there in 5 minutes bypassing the door
completely.

When we arrived there were at least a couple of hundred people crammed into
the loft sized apartment as well as 23 mutants, some of them more obvious
than others. They were in various stages of undress and sexual activity.

Mike walked over to the bar with Vader with Sean trailing behind them
lecturing them about underage drinking which they ignored as they joined a
drunken pairing against the bar.

I took John's hand in mine and I felt a surge of his energy. I sighed and
turned my right hand to water and teleported us into Tom and James's
room. They were in their bed having their big hard cocks ridden in tandem
by two horny twinks while several other horny twinks watched and engaged in
their own sexual acts nearby.

"Hey guys long time no see."

"Victor?" Tom asked trying to peer past the two guys fucking missionary
next to him.

I shifted my hand to water and entangled the two fuckers and teleported
them into the air holding them in place as gravity worked against them. I
held them in the air with my 'water hands' groping them and fingering their
holes. They became the center of attention. Even the boys riding Tom and
James were distracted by the sight of two boys fucking in midair held up by
water. I spanked the lazy sex jockeys and water-whispered into their ears
to keep going.

"Yeah" I looked over at John and said "I'd like you to introduce you to
my..." I blanked at the right descriptor for John.

John smirked and put me out of my dilemma over how to introduce him and
said "I'm John his better half."

I laughed "More like he's the devil on my shoulder telling me to abandon
Avalon and join him in taking over the world."

"It'd be a lot more fun than administrating over that nursery school you
call Avalon. Most of those idiots don't know how lucky they are that you
tolerate their crap as much as you do."

"Anyway I see you're letting more mutants join the fun." I said to Tom.

"Your goodbye orgy had everyone talking and Mike proved to be a popular
addition as a horny mutant as did Vader."

"Good to know." We smiled at each other as the fucking continued around us
and above...

I spent a few hours at Tom's, watching John suck and fuck his way through
the party population, acquiring all the mutant and human DNA he could in a
variety of mutant and human shapes. Vader turned out to be a popular guy at
these events as a power top while Mike was popular as a greedy bottom boy.

ROGUE'S power forced me to settle for being a power top at the party. This
time I coated my cock with water so that no skin contact was made. James
tried to slam fuck me from behind and I was forced to push him out as the
momentary skin contact drained a lot of energy from him. I checked his
pulse and he was fine just a little weak so I made 3 golems from tap water
and had one fuck his face, his ass and ride his cock. That activity
derailed the party a little as people stopped to stare and then quite a few
of them wanted the same kind of treatment.

I made a loose mental link with the golems so the muted sensations rippled
back and through me and then I would mass transmit my pleasure back to
Tom's party goers. John as Colossus in full metal morph slammed his metal
cock into my ass pushing me over making me blast my load into the unknown
twink's hole.  COLOSSUS continued to slam my ass until he unloaded his
metal cum into me. I integrated it into my osmium grade armor.

Mark and Allesandro showed up late to the party as we were about to leave
around 2 am. I congratulated Mark and Allesandro on their new relationship
and introduced them to John who got DP'd by them as I watched. Afterwards
we had a quick chat about open relationships and work with the promise I'd
come visit them sometime soon. The good news was they had fired Sandra and
replaced her with someone more sincere with their upbeat personality.

We left sometime after 3am. I mass teleported everyone home, including a
reluctant Mike who had wanted to sleep over at Tom's but Sean and I had
agreed that it wasn't safe to separate with Phoenix on the loose so Mike
would have to settle for sleeping over next week.

The boys go off to sleep and John and I spent some time in the Danger Room
engaged in a more intense training session than usual.

Despite John's general indifference and insensitivity to the issues of
others John had taken the Phoenix problem more seriously than I had
expected. John had snuck into Jean's old room which had been left untouched
and found an old hair brush in Jean's old room and being the amoral type of
guy had eaten a strand of hair with the root intact to acquire her DNA.

We practiced for a few hours with John as Jean telekinetically dismantling
my best offenses and defenses with increasing ease as he gained greater
control over JEAN's power. It was depressing.

We went off for an hours sleep in Cyclops bed. His sheets were clean with a
hint of his clean and masculine scent on them. John slept as Colossus in
metal mode to avoid accidental skin contact as we slept.

Sunday Morning

I went off to Cerebro for a couple of hours to help boost my psionic powers
further and to create a class 4 psychic shield with psychic vampirism
qualities to help protect my mind. I used it to practice a last ditch
psychic defense as well.  I teleported back to Cyclops's room to see JEAN
levitating all the furniture in the room.

"I need to talk to Sean."

"Did you want me to come along?"

"No you keep practicing with that shape. I might need you to guard the
school while I deal with the Cure problem and then Phoenix if I can."

"Sitting around waiting for someone to attack is not my style."

"Please do this for me. You can hang out in the Danger Room and play around
with this new shape and I'll get Sean to tell you if you're needed." I
transmit the instructions on how to use the Danger Room to him
telepathically.

"This shape does have a hell of a lot of power. It's definitely a keeper
but do you think you can take down the Phoenix by yourself?"

"Not yet but I have a few ideas after our session and I need Sean to help
me with half of my plan."

"Don't get killed."

"You either."

I gave him a kiss which felt weird since he was still in the body of a
former female teacher who had killed 2 of my other teachers in the last
week.

Sean and Mike were asleep when I teleported in. Sean woke up in a second,
fists up and out ready to fight. "It's way too early for this. " He slumped
back onto his bed, eyes closed as Mike remained oblivious and asleep.

"I know but I need your help if I'm going to survive a confrontation
against Jean."

"What do you need?" Sean asked wearily, eyes closed.

"I need you and Mike to layer Cerebro level psychic shields over me to stop
Jean from invading my mind too easily."

"That could take a while." Sean gave a telekinetic nudge to wake up Mike.

"What?" Mike asked grumpy from being awoken after a late night out.

"I need your help to stop Jean." I replied.

"Can it wait 10 minutes?" Mike asked. Sean and I exchanged our amusement
telepathically.

"Sure".

During the following 35 minutes Sean and I spent some time inside my mental
castle with him helping to reinforce my internal mental defense (walls and
nightmare soldiers) and discussing the risks involved in my last ditch
defense.

We got bored of waiting for Mike to wake up again and teleport-dragged him
into the shower room, blasting him with cold water and explained what we
needed from him once he finally woke up fully.

We teleported to Cerebro still naked as it was unlikely that anyone would
bother us in here as access was limited by retina scan security.

Sean linked with Mike and they both bombarded me with more specific
information about their respective shields.  I attached myself to Cerebro
for a mechanical power up to engage a test run of my last ditch psychic
defense.

:: Mental Castle::

I'm alone in the mental castle as Proteus, I extended myself in all
directions cannibalizing my mental defenses, swallowing up the mental
castle, its walls and nightmare soldiers for a power up. I reached upwards
as a giant version of Proteus spearing my fingers through the layers of
psychic shields protecting my mind consuming the power of a class 3
vampiric psychic shield, a class 4 mental shield and a class 4 smoke screen
shield and the class 4 vampiric psyschic shield. I overflowed with fresh
psychic strength and I used that new psychic energy to rebuild my mental
castle with larger and stronger walls, tripled the amount of nightmare
soldiers and created a stronger class 4 vampiric shield around my mind.  ::
::

I detached from Cerebro and phased.

Sean mentally linked with Mike to create 2 class 4 combination psychic
shields over my class 4 vampiric shield. The outermost shield from my mind
was 80% powered by Mike and provided mental camouflage with 20% power from
Sean giving it additional strength from general psychic probes to help hide
it from detection longer. Sean's shield went between Mike's shield and my
latest class 4 vampiric psychic shield and it was 80% powered by Sean with
20% power from Mike giving it a lot of durability with a little bit of
mental camouflage.

Then Sean attached the Cerebro helmet and I allowed him past my class 4
vampiric psychic shield as he carefully constructed a class 5 mental shield
beneath my vampiric psychic shield and infused it with as much psychic
strength as he could spare.  He stepped away exhausted from the Cerebro
helmet gesturing to his brother to finish.

Mike stepped up and put on the helmet and with the lightest of mental
guidance from Sean created a low end class 5 smoke screen shield in between
the class 4 vampiric psychic shield and Sean's class 5 mental shield.

We take a break for 20 minutes where I told Sean about my plan to have John
protect the school while I took out the Cure facility and used the supply
of the Cure drug to take out Jean. Sean agreed that it's the best plan to
take out a psychotic class 5 telekinetic ASAP before she gains more control
over the power and becomes a bigger threat.

They layer weaker versions of their class 4 mental and smoke screen shields
above my class 4 vampire shield. I follow their example and layer a very
weak class 3 vampire shield over all the other shields to serve as a decoy
for all the mental shields below.

My mind had multiple layers of psychic protection; Jean would have her work
cut out for her if she tried to attack me mentally. We left the Cerebro
room mentally drained.

My psychic protection looked like this

Class 3 Vampiric psychic Shield Class 4 Smoke Screen Shield Class 4 Mental
Shield Class 4.7 Combination Smoke Screen 80% Mike 20% Sean Class 4.7
Combination Mental shield 80% Sean 20% Mike Class 4.3 Cerebro-Boosted
vampiric psychic shield Class 5.1 Cerebro-Boosted Smoke Screen Class 5.1
Cerebro-Boosted Mental Shield

When we returned to Sean and Mike's room Vader was waiting there
impatiently.

"They left without me."

"Who?" Mike asked exhausted from the early morning wake up and psychic
exertion.

"Wolverine came back and talked the others into trying to stop Magneto from
taking over Alcatraz island and using the cure weapons to stop any mutants
that stand against him with Phoenix as his weapon of mass destruction."

"When did they leave and who did he take with him?"

"An hour ago and Storm, Shadowcat, Iceman, Beast and Colossus."

"Why didn't anyone ask us?" Sean asked

"No one knew where you were." Vader said

"So the 6 of them went off to stop Magneto and his army of mutants?" I
asked

"I know, they suck, I wanted to go and fight but they said I was too
young." He looked over at Mike "How unfair is that?" Mike didn't say
anything just collapsed onto his bed.  "What's wrong with him?"

"He hasn't had enough sleep. Nothing ever goes to plan." I closed my eyes
and engaged `sense cylinder' and find that they're halfway to Alcatraz. I
stretched my awareness further and see Magneto amassing his army of 300 or
so mutants near the Golden Gate Bridge. "Wish me luck. I'm going to have to
come up with a new plan on my way to Alcatraz."

"Good Luck" Sean said.

I teleported to John in the Danger Room while he's Jean and he's recreating
Avalon with telekinesis, moving water and earth with a surprising degree of
skill.

"Boy Wonder you look stressed."

"I have to figure out how to stop the humans from using The Cure to take
away our mutantness and stop Magneto and his army of homicidal mutants from
ruining all the goodwill we've built up with the humans. Add to that I have
to somehow figure out how to take down the Phoenix before she dismantles
the X-men who are probably going in half-cocked without a proper leader. So
yeah I'm a bit stressed."

"I have faith in you. If you get in trouble, let me know, I'll come
running."

"Thanks but could you switch to normal so I can give you a kiss goodbye."

John laughed and morphed to normal "You get so squeamish about the weirdest
things" and I gave him a hug and kiss as the earth and water that had been
levitating fell to the ground.

I teleported out of the Danger Room and stole an X-men suit to put under my
current clothes. I shifted to compressed ice with a thin layer of osmium
grade armor inside me protecting a core of water against energy attacks and
the like.

I teleport-hopped after the X-Jet, eating up the distance between us
despite their head start, I overtook them while they were still 20 minutes
away from their destination.

I deactivated my class 3 vampiric shield and remade it stronger under the
Cerebro boosted shields of Mike and Sean so that I could go `invisible'.

Class 4 Smoke screen Class 4 Mental shield Class 4.7 Combination Smoke
Screen 80% Mike 20% Sean Class 4.7 Combination Mental shield 80% Sean 20%
Mike Class 4.3 Cerebro-Boosted vampiric psychic shield Class 5.1
Cerebro-Boosted Smoke Screen Class 5.1 Cerebro-Boosted Mental Shield Class
3.8 Vampiric pyschic Shield

I kept my distance and watched as Magneto hijacked the Golden Gate Bridge
transporting his 300 strong mutant army and countless hapless civilians in
their cars. I didn't want to tip off Magneto or Jean to my presence as my
invisibility would only hold if I stayed under the radar. They weren't my
biggest problem anyway. I had to take out the Cure facility to deprive
Magneto of his prize in case he won the battle.

:: Alcatraz Cure Facility::

I engaged a limited `sense cylinder' on the island and the soldiers were
preparing themselves for Magneto with plastic guns with cure darts
inside. I found an unoccupied computer terminal and read through the data
as fast as I could about the Cure drug. I found a section on drug trials
and found the names of Dryad, Gargoyle and Cornelius along with countless
others including a few names of Morlock mutants who had abandoned us back
at Luke's farm. I searched through an unused military computer and found
encrypted files labeled Sentinel program, Weapon X, Void Soldiers and Cure
Weapon Trials. I forwarded the information back to Avalon for Scale to look
at (to help decrypt with his tech department) and to Peter Hale for
deciphering the medical jargon. I knew the human body more thoroughly than
anyone but the dull clinical stuff bored and confused me.

What I did understand was that the Cure had been synthesized from Leech
(bald kid) during the last year and there was no way that the humans had
created a weapon that delivered a perfect dose of Cure in less than a
week. This seemed like it had always been their contingency plan. I was
furious but I had to bury the emotion to stay calm and `invisible' and do
what needed to be done for the continued future of Avalon, mutant kind and
myself.

I remote scanned the Cure darts for the chemical composition of the Cure
and found a reserve supply of the drug for civilian use that had meant to
be shipped but the Magneto attack had delayed.

I opened it with `hands'.  :: ::

Magneto dropped a bridge on the sentry tower causing a couple of humans to
abandon it by jumping out. Magneto said "Xavier always wanted to build
bridges" as he did so. I snatched up the humans with water tentacles that
turned flesh for a few seconds, knocking them unconscious. I teleported
them to the nearby sand bank sans weapons. I took their weapons for myself.

Magneto waved forward a group of 50 mutants who jumped onto the ground from
the slightly elevated bridge. He referred to the first wave as
pawns. Magneto proved to be even a bigger ass than I had imagined. I had
thought Xavier had been a condescendingly superior old mutant but Magneto
was a super smug asshole. Magneto tried to wave away the plastic Cure
weapons with no success as his first wave attackers were taken down by Cure
Darts. Next the humans fired off these very futuristic type rockets that
spun around ejecting cure darts. They tried using it on Magneto but he just
used a few pieces of broken bridge to block it. A mutant named ArcLight
used a series of shock waves to target and destroy the humans' weapons. The
majority of Magneto's mutant army surged forth intent on victory.

The X-men arrived in their X-Jet with stealth mode active which seemed a
bit weird as Magneto could sense metal and the engines were sort of loud. I
briefly wondered about why Magneto didn't use the X-Jet as a shrapnel bomb
but figured he was just too arrogant to care about opposition.

The X-men announced their arrival with very flashy entrances. Storm's being
the most useful for the actual battle, floating in and using lightning to
separate the humans and mutants before they could engage. Beast then leapt
onto the ground from the roof. Bobby landed into the ground with
Shadowcat. Colossus landed making a dent in the ground. Bobby and Shadowcat
resurfaced with Bobby complaining about the experience. Then Wolverine used
his claws to decelerate as he jumped down though that seemed unusual for
him as he was usually indifferent to injury. Maybe he was thinking for a
change. Wolverine then ruined that thought by ordering the remaining
soldiers and the other X-men including Storm, the more experienced X-man
around.

There were a bunch of unconscious mutants and corpses in the middle of the
two different factions. I couldn't do anything about it as the different
sides stared at each other across the no man's land between them.

:: Alcatraz Lab ::

I collected the entire supply of the civilian use Cure drug and contained
it inside an ice orb and teleported it and the 2 stolen Cure guns and
teleported it outside the bald kid's room. The area just around him negated
all my powers. It was aggravating how Leech's negation power could render
any mutant's power near him irrelevant.

While everyone else was fighting to protect or kill the kid; I fired the
guns with perfect accuracy firing 2 dozen Cure Darts into the cowering
kid's body. Leech convulsed open mouthed and the negation area around him
deteriorated into nothing as the Cure did its job. To make sure that the
Source of the Cure was destroyed permanently I poured the contents of my
Cure Orb down the kid's throat.

I didn't like the task but it was necessary to make sure that neither
Magneto nor the humans had the power to neutralize then annihilate mutants
they didn't like.

I teleported him to the other side of the bridge.

:: ::

I returned my attention to the battle outside. The X-men were doing
surprisingly well in holding their own against Magneto's army. It probably
helped that none of Magneto's army had a weapon or any armor.

Magneto was a pathetic general.

I did clean up duty and water-teleported as many unconscious and bleeding
mutants to the shore. The bleeders I patched up then sapped with Rogue's
power with flesh tentacles and locked them inside an ice dome until I could
figure out what to do with them later.

I teleported 20 soldiers who were standing idle as the X-men fought and
killed other mutants and water-whispered instructions to the soldiers
telling them to stand guard over Leech if they valued their lives.

What a waste of mutant life. I tried to save as many of the fallen mutants
as I could, patching up the hurt and injured trying to lower the number of
fatalities that Wolverine caused. I teleported and sapped the mutants. They
had made a terrible decision joining with Magneto but the humans had
weaponized the Cure weapon and used it on unwilling mutants. They had
legitimate cause to be aggravated and they had no real recourse to stop the
Army from doing what they wanted with this new anti-mutant weapon.

3 of Magneto's mutants went into the Alcatraz labs but I didn't even bother
to track their movements as Leech was no longer inside. Juggernaut charged
forward breaking through a wall and Shadowcat disappeared through another
wall. I debated whether Shadowcat was in danger and needed my help but I
figured if she got in trouble she could just run away through some walls.

I watched as Wolverine faced off against another regenerating mutant who
tried to use punches to combat adamantium claws. He kept having his arms
sliced off and continued punching, then Wolverine kicked the guy in the
balls and said "Grow those back" which made no sense as his balls were
still intact just damaged from having adamantium toes slammed into them. I
teleported the regenerator and sapped him harder than the others to make
sure he stayed unconscious for long enough to resolve this.

The real Angel swooped by to save a falling middle aged man and flew
off. Storm threw Callisto into a fence and electrocuted her to death firing
lightning from her hands. That was a new development. I thought Storm was a
weather controller not a lightning blaster.

Magneto launched cars from the bridge that Pyro set alight with his
flamethrower boosted fire attacks. The exploding cars scattered the human
army and I teleported as many as I could out of the battle zone. The mass
teleportations were draining my mental energy and I had yet to engage. I
phased reducing my fatigue. Bobby took out a flaming car and Pyro engaged
in a one on one fight with Pyro doing the classic good guy bad guy battle
of wills nonsense. Magneto's army had been reduced from 300 to 5 active
members with Jean/The Dark Phoenix looking bored at the show.

Pyro had gained the upper hand but I had faith that Bobby would overcome as
Pyro was a class 4 that required on brute strength while Bobby was a class
5 with excellent control over his powers even if he lacked the requisite
drive to push himself to the limits. Bobby turned to ice while surrounded
by flame and grabbed onto Pyro's wrists icing them, breaking his flame
thrower attached to his arms and head butted Pyro unconscious. I left Pyro
where he lay, Pyro wasn't misguided he was psychotic and there would be no
chance at redemption for him.

Colossus threw Wolverine into Magneto and while Magneto gloated about
Wolverine not learning anything Beast leapt onto Magneto's back and shoved
a handful of Cure darts into him. Magneto reacted with shock as he got
depowered, shuddering as the drug coursed through his veins. Magneto rolled
over and turned to Jean and said "This is what they want for all of us". I
couldn't help but agree with Magneto's statement but Magneto's methods were
crude and had cost many lives needlessly. If he had wanted to take out
Leech and what he represented he could have just dropped the Bridge onto
Leech but his real motivation had been power. He wanted to eliminate the
source of the Cure as some kind of political statement and use the
remaining Cure to take out any mutants who opposed him.

"It's over Jean. It's over." Wolverine said breathing hard from the
exertion. Unfortunately the army's reinforcements chose that second to
appear from behind Jean. "No don't shoot." Wolverine shouted. I thought the
humans might have a chance to Cure Dark Phoenix finishing this nightmare
peacefully but Jean eyes turned black and her skin went weird and she
telekinetically held the fired Cure Darts in place in mid-air turning
around floating as Wolverine shouted "NOOOO..." very dramatically.

Dark Phoenix obliterated the 30 fresh troops, their bodies, clothes and
weapons ripped apart on the molecular level to drift on the breeze. She
rose in the air ripping apart everything nearby, ripping off chunks of the
buildings, crushing a light pole and destroying the X Jet.

Beast shouted "Everybody get out of here" and as the head of Mutant affairs
and the guy who had smacked a shit load of mutants around, the soldiers
obeyed him. The soldiers ran and Shadowcat appeared alone and she and Bobby
ran across the bridge. The Dark Phoenix floated above a pile of debris
levitating and destroying soldiers and 3 of the mutants that left the
Alcatraz Lab.

I couldn't delay any longer; it was time to swallow my fear and strike. I
struck at Phoenix with a full powered class 3.5 psychic blast which paused
her devastation as I became visible. I used her distraction to speed up the
evacuation process by water tentacling around everyone that remained in
range and teleporting them to the other side of the bridge. I phased for a
split second to restore my psychic strength.

She reverted to normal like appearance "Victor? Run while you still can, I
can't hold it back any more."

"Jean I know you're still there" Wolverine said as he walked forward, Dark
Phoenix sent a telekinetic blast at his shoulder ripping through part of
his X-Men suit and damaging his skin which grew back near instantly.

Jean was levitating water up into the air.

I muttered to myself "Enough of this nonsense" and targeted Jean's brain
cutting of the flow of oxygenated blood to it. She slumped forwards, her
eyes returning to normal, Wolverine rushed towards her and her eyes turned
dark her veins stood out in stark relief and she telekinetically blasted
the both of us. Wolverine was sent flying into the ocean, his adamantium
bones causing him to sink quickly beneath the surface. I held myself stable
against the telekinetic wind tearing at my ice armor, drawing on the water
nearby to increase my icy mass.

I grabbed Wolverine from the bottom of the Bay and propelled him to the
opposite shore.

Dark Phoenix rose to her feet and levitated herself into the air flinging
large chunks of concrete and metal at me. I water whipped them down and she
obliterated them at the molecular level. "ENOUGH. I've had enough of you
insects pestering me. THE WORLD MUST BURN."

Jean had gone bat-shit crazy and needed to be stopped. I needed to do
whatever it took to safeguard the world from a psychotic class 5
telekinetic. I tried another attack on her blood flow but she blocked me
somehow. She concentrated her complete attention on me tearing apart my ice
faster than I could compensate, I was losing ground. She hit a thin wall of
osmium grade metal armor inside me and stopped. I took advantage of the
moment of confusion and merged myself with the San Francisco Bay, drawing
upon its watery mass to send forth a 1000 foot Proteus to do battle with
the demented Jean while my essence stayed safe beneath the surface.

She laughed and telekinetically ripped the slow Proteus golem apart with
even more ferocity than she had to me. She ripped apart the water molecules
into their separate elements (Hydrogen and Oxygen). I had no control over
Hydrogen or Oxygen separately, Dark Phoenix was getting scarier by the
minute.

I had to think quickly of a new plan. Dark Phoenix was incredibly powerful
and seemed to be gaining more control over her power even as she became
more erratic. She ripped everything around her, the remaining corpses, the
remaining buildings, the random debris; she was now lifting up the earth
into the air and ripping it apart. I was running out of time.

I sent out water tentacles to entangle the Dark Phoenix but she obliterated
them long before they reached her. I didn't know what else to do.

She flew forward to the edge of the island and I knew I had run out of
time. I had to stop her by any means. I tried a desperate gamble. I rose
out of the Bay inside a 10 foot Proteus duplicate surrounded by a small
army of class 3 water golems that I had hastily infused with power and
psychic instructions.

They barely slowed her down; she blocked their attacks with ease and ripped
my golems apart at the molecular level. I lashed out with a psychic attack
desperate to stop her.

:: Mental Landscape::

She struck back with a fearsome mental counter attack; she concentrated all
her psychic power and her unbelievable rage into a psychic probe of
phenomenal intensity in the form of a fiery Phoenix. It smashed through the
now defunct class 4 smoke screen effortlessly and burned a fiery hole
through Sean's weakened mental shield. The combination class 4 psychic
shields slowed the Phoenix Probe's momentum enough so that my
Cerebro-boosted class 4 vampiric psychic shield could drain some of its
energy weakening it. My vampiric psychic shield had gained some strength
from the shields above it so it was strong enough to give the Phoenix Probe
pause for a few seconds.

It gathered its strength and burst through my vampiric psychic shield. The
hole in the vampiric psychic shield closed rapidly behind the Phoenix
Probe. The Phoenix Probe burned through Mike's class 5 smoke screen to
collide full impact with Sean's class 5 psychic shield. The shield remained
intact and barely damaged from the impact. The Phoenix Probe roared drawing
upon a deeper reserve of rage and fury to breathe fire onto the shield to
weaken it before smashing through and right into the clutches of my last
vampiric psychic shield.

The Phoenix probe had been ensnared in my very potent vampiric psychic
shield that had been sapping the strength of all the shields above it. The
Phoenix Probe fed my vampiric psychic shield's power as well as boosting my
own psychic reserves. The Phoenix exploded in a devastating fiery explosion
weakening the class 4 plus vampiric psychic shield and the remnants of
Sean's class 5 mental shield. The Phoenix Probe flew from the fireball and
through the hole in my vampiric psychic shield.

The Phoenix Probe flew over my outer and inner walls setting fire to my
nightmare soldiers effortlessly like a fantastical dragon of medieval
legend. It burned its way through the walls of my castle and straight
through the labyrinth of twisting ice hallways and deep into the center of
my mind. The throne room where my psychic Avatar resided.

Our Avatars came face to face so to speak as my psychic Avatar Proteus
spread out its tentacle fingers in an open gesture as it shifted through
various water states.

Phoenix: DIE

Proteus: You first.

The Phoenix flew forth at my Avatar Proteus seeking to destroy me at my
mental core. I extended out my water finger tentacles into the approaching
Phoenix and it tried to dodge but this was my domain. I caused the ceiling
to collapse onto it distracting it for a moment so I could encircle the
fiery bird within my water tentacles digging into its fiery flesh with ice
thorns. I used Vamp's psychic sapping power boosted by Rogue's physical
sapping power to drain the psychic energy of the Phoenix's
Avatar/Probe. The Dark Phoenix's energy was very potent and I used its
mental strength to boost my psychic reserves, channeling the foreign power
into restoring my mental castle and doubling the strength and the amount of
nightmare soldiers. As I drained the Phoenix Probe of its power its dark
power infused my very being and it became easier to funnel more of its
power into me as I dug deeper into it.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& I experienced a
second hand series of flashbacks from Jean's & Phoenix's POV.

Her hijacking the Professor to stop Wolverine and Cyclops from getting her
at Alkali Lake as she lifted the X-Jet out of danger, holding back the
giant wave. Then a flash forward as she flew joyously under the water as
The Phoenix relishing the power of molecular control as she bent matter to
her will.

Then holding back the dark urges of an alternate personality gone mad from
being confined without adequate release for the rage within.

Memories of the last 6 weeks as she kept trying to reach out to Cyclops for
help as her telepathic power struggled to catch up to her epic Telekinetic
power. Eventually she gained enough strength to telepathically make Cyclops
come to investigate the dreams alone without telling anyone where he was
going or why. When Cyclops arrived she used her greater telepathic control
to reach inside Cyclops mind and turn off his power similar to how Xavier
had shut her power down over a decade ago. They had shared a moment
together before Cyclops thought about taking her back to Xavier's to `help
her' which she had read while they were connected. The dark side of her
personality lashed out at Cyclops obliterating him defensively as the
Phoenix did not want to be confined deep inside Jean's mind again. Jean and
the Dark Phoenix personality fought bitterly over Cyclops death draining
the energy of their vessel causing Jean's body to faint.

When she woke up again she was with Wolverine and the Dark Phoenix wanted
to play with him bored of being denied satisfaction for so long. Wolverine
declined unsettled by the change in personality and Jean bobbed to the
surface momentarily terrified only to be buried by the darker
personality. The Dark Phoenix escaped Xavier's school which had imprisoned
her for so long with LIES and DECEPTION.

She flew away to confront her parents about sending her off to be neutered
by Xavier. Words were exchanged and Phoenix obliterated Jean's parents
seeking to destroy anyone who had ever betrayed her or tried to confine
her. Jean surged back trying to bury the dangerous alternate personality
but Xavier had come to her family's house trying to reach inside her
telepathically. Jean had done her best to hold back Phoenix while telling
Xavier to stay out of her head but he wouldn't listen, he never listened
and The Phoenix obliterated him and devastated her childhood home in the
process. Jean had left with Magneto shocked while Phoenix gloated inside
her mind buoyed by Magneto's reassurances that she was a goddess.

Later Jean and Phoenix argued inside their head about Magneto's
intentions. It resulted in Phoenix taunting Magneto with Cure Darts, he had
sounded like Xavier as he told her to STOP... While Jean had been in
control she called out to Wolverine for help wanting him to put her out of
her misery. The Phoenix wanted to kill him as he was a source of hope for
Jean. Jean fought furiously to stop Phoenix in her mind with their body
watching Magneto throw him into a tree without comment.

Phoenix had watched the Alcatraz battle with mild curiosity as Jean
struggled to break free from under Phoenix to help her former friends and
students. Jean had only managed to stop the Phoenix from participating
directly until the soldiers provoked the Phoenix's rage and she had been
helpless as the Phoenix used her telekinetic strength to kill and
destroy. Seeing Wolverine and I had temporarily helped Jean to seize
temporary control over her body but the moment was lost.

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Distracted by the intensity and unexpected nature of these memories I lost
momentum on draining the Phoenix Probe/Avatar as it diminished. It cried
out in rage and fear exploding into a mini supernova breaking my icy hold
on it. It blazed upwards burning out an exit through the ceiling for its
escape. I reached out through the hole extending my water tentacle fingers
after the blazing Avatar to finish this. It moved too fast to catch
smashing its way past my remaining vampiric psychic shields effortlessly as
the shields were only meant to stop things getting in not trap things
in. It exited my mind. I took an extra second to repair the vampiric
psychic shields with my surge of foreign psychic strength. I felt
invigorated and hungry for more of the Phoenix's power.  :: ::

We had exited the mental landscape and were back in the physical plane. I
doubted whether our mental battle had lasted for more than 30 seconds in
the physical plane but it had changed me. I was HUNGRY for power.

I sent a tidal wave to attack the weakened Dark Phoenix and she stopped it
as expected tearing it apart at the molecular level. I didn't care as it
was only a distraction so I could teleport over to her and grab her
throat. I shifted my ice hand to flesh using the recently acquired Rogue
power to drain Jean/The Phoenix. I no longer cared who was in control I
just wanted the power. The Phoenix was surprised by my attack but it didn't
last long and she flung me a mile away. The damage had been done though. I
had the power now and I was awash with renewed strength.

I propelled myself to Jean and launched an experimental telekinetic attack
at her. She blocked me with minimal effort. I rose above the water and
launched thousands of ice spikes at her hydro kinetically boosted by her
own telekinetic power. She halted them and ripped them apart at the
molecular level. I grew frustrated with my lack of progress and launched
several different attacks, concentrated salt attacks, ice spikes hidden in
waves and finally 1000 class 2 and 3 golems. None of them worked, she
either stopped their attacks cold or merely obliterated it. I felt the
telekinetic and telepathic power draining from me too quickly.

I tried teleporting for another power boost but an unknown type of
shimmering shield sprung up around her, blocking my hand from touching
skin. I tried to cut off the blood flow to her brain again but she
countered it with telekinesis (restoring her blood flow). I tried to use
her telekinesis to rip her apart molecule by molecule like she had done to
my creations but my newly gained telekinesis had already faded out.

The Phoenix rose upwards and I knew I couldn't let her leave this
island. She had killed too many people and needed to die. I drew upon all
my remaining reserves of psychic and hydrokinetic energy and launched an
army of 10000 class 2 and 3 golems, hastily assembled and programmed to
KILL PHOENIX.

I phased while she was distracted and teleported a mile away. While The
Phoenix was casually dismantling my golem army to their constituent parts I
created a large ice dome around Alcatraz Island including a small section
of the water line.

The Phoenix glanced upwards and said "You can't cage me so easily" and
laughed in contempt as she created a large hole in the thin dome with a
telekinetic blast. Her minor distraction gave an edge to the single minded
golems who bombarded her with attacks. She returned her attention to the
golems attacking her, forgetting about the dome momentarily.

I repaired the hole in the dome, layering billions of gallons of water and
spherically rearranging the molecules to resist unpacking as Phoenix
cackled ripping apart large volumes of my golem army with increasing
satisfaction. The dome was ready; it was 10 feet thick throughout.

I teleported a shred of my remaining clothing to the ground inside the dome
while Jean lazily continued to dismantle my golems while laughing
hysterically. She hadn't noticed my teleporting of the shred of fabric. I
took a deep breath as I committed myself to destroying Jean completely. At
least she would be amused in her final moments.

I gave a quick scan of the surrounding area for what I needed and I found
it in a nearby abandoned car. A cigarette lighter. I grabbed it with a
`hand', flicked it on, a flicker of flame appearing and teleported the
cigarette lighter flame first onto my shred of clothing. A fraction of a
second later the fire ignited the heavy concentrations of Hydrogen and
Oxygen inside of the dome due to the Phoenix's signature attack.

The explosion was massive, shattering the ice dome. I was flung backwards
by the incredible concussive force of the explosion.  I stopped myself and
melted the debris that had been flung out in all directions. I whispered to
myself "that was for Scott", I scanned for any trace of Jean/The Phoenix to
make sure she hadn't survived somehow. I didn't find any trace of her but I
was shocked to discover John.

"John?"

John as Human Torch said "Hello Lover. That was a spectacular explosion."

"Thanks I guess. What are you doing here? You're supposed to be protecting
the school."

"No need, your buddy Sean hooked himself up to Cerebro to check out your
progress and since you were all 3000 miles away from the school he sent me
to deliver a message from Avalon. "

"How long have you been here?"

"About 5 minutes."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP ME?" I felt rage overwhelming me.

John hovered backwards several feet. "I figured you had something up your
sleeve. You're a tough little bastard and I wanted to see you unleash at a
worthy target." I clutched at my head as I tried to bury my anger but I
could barely hold it back and my anger wanted a target. "Victor what's
wrong?"

"I can't hold it back." I tried to explain.

"What?"

"The rage. I think the Phoenix infected me with its rage while it was
inside me. I can't control it for much longer. Tell Sean to protect the
school from me. I don't know what I'll do now."

"Fight it as long as you can. I'll go get help."

I watched him fly off holding back the alien urge to break him, to rip him
limb from limb. I needed something safe to attack instead.  I scanned the
shore and found Wolverine mostly naked trying to convince some random
soldier to give him his clothes at claw point.

I flew over to him drawing on the water around to skewer him with a
thousand ice needles.

"Victor..." He turned around bleeding from the numerous wounds "What do you
think you're doing?"

"The thing I do best, surviving whatever it takes." I punched him over and
over again, the ice of my fists shattering from repeated impacts with his
adamantium skull. The osmium took longer to degrade as I kept punching him
and kicking him.

Storm arrived on the scene firing off lightning from her hands into me
shouting "STOP."

I ignored her, needing to use Wolverine to weaken my physical defenses for
Sean. He was the only one strong enough psychically to stop the demon that
was slowly overtaking me. Violence helped to sate it, slowing its spread
through my mind but it wouldn't delay it for long. Bobby and Colossus
shouted at me but I couldn't absorb their words as I continued to pummel
Wolverine without mercy trying to sate the demon and buy John some time.

They surrounded me, Bobby firing frost into me to slow me down as Storm and
Colossus alternated attacks. Colossus would smash my face or body before
moving back so Storm could fire more lightning into me as Bobby continued
to try and freeze me. Their efforts to stop me were futile. I merely
intensified my attacks on Wolverine, using the extra ice Bobby provided as
shrapnel bombs inside Wolverine's skin.

His adamantium skeleton offered minimal protection against my targeted
attacks. The only thing left undamaged was his brain and his skeleton by
the time I was done. I dumped his adamantium skeleton on the ground; the
demon inside me having grown bored from the lack of meaningful resistance
from these mutants. Wolverine was already regenerating but too slowly to be
interesting.

I found myself indulging in uncontrollable maniacal laughter as I turned
around to face the remaining X-man (Storm) and wannabe X-men (everyone
else). Shadowcat and Beast along with dozens of soldiers had appeared while
I had been distracted beating on Wolverine. I could see Storm's mouth
moving but I could no longer hear her words or the words of the others. I
was beyond them.

Shadowcat rushed towards me and I let her curious what she'd do to me and
she rushed through me and pulled me into the ground so only my head
remained above ground. I laughed hysterically and teleported above them
turning to ice and shattering myself over them unleashing the remaining
osmium as a weapon against them. Shadowcat turned intangible, Bobby froze
anything that came towards him, Colossus shielded Storm with his body and
Beast did his best to protect the soldiers to limited effect.

A few ice shards of me hit the water and I reformed unscathed from their
combined attacks. I looked them over as they made a line of defense to
protect the unarmed human soldiers. I had grown bored of them. I had
someone more important in mind to torture and I said "Time to kill
Jackson."

I unlocked Magneto's mutants from their ice dome prison and teleported them
in front of the X-men. I coated Magneto's mutants in frost armor and
provided them with an assortment of ice weapons (ice katanas, daggers and
staves). I watched mildly amused as the X-men lined up ready to fight
against the 100 or so mutants I had managed to save. Perhaps they would all
kill each other. I no longer cared.

I teleported far into the atmosphere several miles away and scanned the
city of San Francisco. It had more people than the entire state of
Tasmania. I had spent so long stuck in Tasmania struggling to make Avalon
better for an ungrateful population that preferred the powerful and popular
Broadcast to me even though I had fucking founded Avalon. They would all
pay for their lack of loyalty soon enough.

I watched the people of San Francisco with mild interest as they slept, had
late dinners, went clubbing and had sex. Their lives bored me. Their
existence was meaningless. I flew away before their mediocrity could infect
me.

I flew over the US on my way back home to torture and kill my one time
crush/ high school bully and the asshole who had tried to rape me. As I did
I created numerous class 2 and 3 golems with a single purpose; TO DESTROY
THE CURE. I created them near Cure distribution centers within my range
with the chemical signature of the Cure implanted as their primary target.

I looked forward to seeing Jackson again and repaying him for the years of
verbal and physical abuse he had subjected me to as if I was worthless as
if I was WEAK. He would pay, they would all pay but first I would rip
Jackson from his bed and feed off his fear and torment as I telepathically
shared all the ways I could torture and kill him. The X-men had provided a
few moments of entertainment as they tried to stop me but they weren't
adequately afraid after the Alcatraz Battle to feed on.

I bobbed to the surface out of the unleashed ocean of rage and psychosis. I
looked around and saw my home town. I looked deep inside myself and my
mental landscape had been horrifically altered.

:: Mental Landscape::

My defensive outer walls were made out of red ice, guarded by nightmare
soldiers dripping with blood and my castle was the color of dried blood.

Inside my mental castle sitting on a blood red throne sat a dark twisted
version of my Proteus with red ice spikes arranged in an odd inward spiral
on its torso, its fingers dripped blood that steamed on the floor. It
looked at me and gave me a smile.

Corrupted Proteus: No one can stand against me

I looked at myself reflected off the gleaming polished ruby red walls of
the Throne room and saw that I had returned to the shape I had been when I
had first run into Jackson a lifetime ago. A skinny kid with a peach fuzz
failure of a mustache: I will.

Corrupted Proteus: I have all the power here and the only reason you still
exist is so that I can show you how you could have conquered the world
instead of scurrying to some insignificant corner of the world to play fort
with your friends.

Me: I was trying to make a home for mutants to feel safe and appreciated.

Corrupted Proteus: And what did you achieve? Your little empire is being
undermined by a healer of all things and you're letting him win without a
fight. How pathetic are you? You should have gone with John and followed
his example and taken what you wanted instead of waiting for the world to
treat you like you were worth something. I will use the powers you've
accumulated and bend the world to my will. I'll take any power I want with
Rogue's power, take any man I want with Vamp's mind control and use your
water power to drown anyone who defies me.

ME: I won't let you get away with this.

I try and summon a sword to stab the Corrupted Proteus but nothing happens.

Corrupted Proteus: This is my world now. The outside world will be the next
to fall but first it's time to take care of some unfinished business. You
should have killed Jackson in that locker room but now I'll do it for you.

Me: I will stop you.

CP extended his fingers reaching across 5 feet and yanked me by the throat
onto his lap: It's adorable that you think that you have a chance to stop
me or that John or Sean will be enough to stop me. I'm a Dark God now; I
absorbed the ferocity of The Phoenix and your tactical skill to become
something new and improved...

CP slid his blood red hand under my generic white shirt and it felt
amazingly good as he caressed my belly: and here I am, dominant and in
control and ruthless. The person you always secretly wanted to be...

I tried to escape his hold but he had an iron grip around my throat as he
stared into my eyes as he idly rubbed his other hand over my stomach: I've
never wanted to be you.

He chuckled sounding exactly like Luke with the exact same pitch, timbre
and sound as him: Perhaps not but ever since you ran into Jackson, there's
been a broken part of you that has wanted guys like Jackson, confident, in
control with that edge of violence to them. It's why you fell so hard for
Luke, the all American Ideal who sensed your need to be dominated and
satisfied it while remaining just that little bit out of reach to keep you
keen. Then there was Wolverine, the damaged soldier with rage issues whose
recklessness attracted and repulsed you. Cyclops your teacher who was off
limits and so uptight that you poked and prodded with your sluttiness and
pointed remarks until he snapped and treated you like the little slut you
longed to be. You try and fight your bad little urges to be the good Roman
Catholic boy you wish you were, so you settle for someone like John; a
little distant, a little dark and just twisted enough to oblige you in
whatever fantasy you like. All that time looking for someone dark enough to
be compelling and pure enough not to tug at your Roman Catholic guilt. Here
I am but ignore the guilt and I will give you what you've always secretly
wanted, someone strong enough to match you at full strength and give it to
you harder. Just give in and I'll make you feel so good as I take you.

CP released my throat and slid both hands under my generic white shirt
lifting it over my head. He rubbed his hands in the practiced movements of
my Swedish massage style over my torso and back that I had honed from my
countless work hours at Broadcast's day spa.  CP's hands vibrated with warm
energy that increased the pleasant sensations echoing through this `body'
and served as a conduit for psychic strength that he fed to me. The waves
of sensations both physical and psychic were seductive as they washed over
me but the sane part of me was repulsed by the dark energy filling me.

He grabbed the back of my head one handed baring my throat and he covered
my throat with his mouth suckling on it as the psychic strength doubled
through his hand on the back of my head. I moaned helpless as I hardened
from the multiple sensations.

He pushed me to the floor providing me with a moment of clarity. Before I
could do anything with my new clarity CP sliced through my standard school
black jeans with razor sharp claws. His thick foot long erection jutting
out like a missile as I scrambled away naked hard and confused by
contradictory feelings as he stood there watching me a blood red smile on
my stolen face.

CP: The harder you fight me the more satisfying my victory will be in the
end. You've had a taste of the pleasure and now to show you what I'll do to
those who try and hurt us.  :: ::

We teleported into Jackson's bedroom. I was now a passenger in my own mind
and body and I didn't know how I'd stop him from torturing and murdering
Jackson and anyone else that didn't oblige him in his dark whims.

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Well the Phoenix confrontation ended up being altered and reduced in some
parts to improve narrative flow but hopefully it was more entertaining than
Wolverine walking forwards slowly and stabbing the woman he shared a couple
of kisses with while she was dating someone else and then declaring his
love for her as she died from a mortal wound to the abdomen ?

Anyway the Phoenix as the fiery bird lives on through Victor. A slight
alteration to the Phoenix myth, instead of burning up and laying one egg in
the process and being maybe reborn as the same individual, this Phoenix has
broken free of the Jean mind/body and is free to wreak havoc through a new
vessel which befits the whole telepathic motif far more meaningfully. (JMO)

This is the second last (or penultimate) chapter of the Avalon book.

Now the big question becomes whether Victor can be saved from Corrupted
Proteus or will Sean be forced to kill Victor to stop the psychic
corruption from spreading further? Thanks to the diary format I can kill
the original narrator and continue the story via Sean's telepathicness to
epilogue the result... Or not ?

Decisions, Decisions. I haven't decided yet how to end this
story/series. Comments or suggestions are welcome at my provided email.