Date: Tue, 6 Apr 2010 00:36:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jesse Crewe <jayjaybby@rocketmail.com>
Subject: x-men rejection part 7 (Ready)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. They belong
to Marvel. And also, if you are too young to read this, leave... please. Or
if this type of thing is illegal where you live then also
leave... please. This is a story involving homosexual, or rather gay, sex
and love. So if this offends or freaks you out, leave... please. This is
purely fiction, it doesn't imply anything about the character's mentioned
sexuality.

 Enjoy!


Author's Note: I know this one took months to post up... but I have a good
reason for that... however that isn't relevant... I promised that the story
would get better and that's what I intend on writing... something
better... I hope you guys like it.

Eight months. That's how long it would take. Eight months of mental and
physical training. That's how long it WOULD take. However, because of the
advancement and strength of my abilities, mental training wasn't something
I needed. After a day's test of my physical abilities, it was concluded
that physical training could be decreased. Therefore, after all was said
and done, the professor decided that the only training necessary for me to
become a scout was self-defense training. That was the training I'd have
with the rest of the team. Man I was gonna get beaten to a pulp by these
guys.

Because I was to be a scout, an invisible spy, I was not supposed to be
seen by the enemy. Therefore, my training was a little bit different than
what the X-Men go through. Since they fight with their full force, they are
trained to use their brute strength and mental abilities to take out an
enemy. They always go in groups. I, on the other hand am unaccompanied on
my assignments and therefore have to learn how to take out an enemy with
one hit. Quickly, quietly. This would be fun.

Training began tonight, after dinner, down in the basement where the Danger
Room was. After dinner. I was too anxious to eat, but Bobby insisted on
it. I ate as much as I could and waited on everyone else to
finish. However, I didn't want to sound to anxious, I'd let them tell me
when to go. It was Scott who brought it up. He got up from his table and
walked over to where I was. "You ready?" he asked. I looked at him, almost
thanking him out loud, "Are you?" I replied. He smiled. Finally.

"Alright Jesse, just how I taught you. You know what to do," came the
professors voice. I couldn't see him, but he could see me. I looked around,
second time in this room. I was in the center of a circle formed of Logan,
Rogue, Bobby, Jean, Ororo, Hank, Piotr, and Bishop. As the computer counted
down to the commencement, I thought it over in my head on who to copy
first. I'd released all previously absorbed powers and was ready to absorb
new ones. Ten. My best bet is flight. Rogue was my first target. Nine. Take
out the strongest
first. Logan. Eight. Hank. Seven. Piotr. Six. Ororo. Five. Take out the
projectile launchers. Bishop and Bobby. Four. Take out the
brain. Jean. Three. Are you ready? Two. Hell yes. One. Go.

The lights went out and all was dark, the simulator was commencing an
environment. That gave me exactly three seconds to take out my first
target. I lunged to where Rogue was standing and caught her. My hand
touched her neck and, though it hurt because of her own powers, I absorbed
her flight and strength and pressed my pointed fingers into the left side
of her throat, just like I'd been taught. Her light breath and a thud of
her hitting the ground. I shot up without a second thought and as I reached
a good height the lights came on. I forgot about the environment and
instead focused on my second target. Logan. He had spotted me. I launched
towards him and felt some sort of projectile miss me. Bobby. I finished my
launch and stuck out my fingers. I aimed for his throat and didn't miss. He
tried to grab me but I shot back up before he could. I looked back for a
split second and saw him on the ground.

Two down, six to go. Next target, Hank. I spotted him and he was already on
his way up to me. He had jumped off from the ground and his hands were
pointed at me. I shot up and missed him and instantly shot down, pushing
him with the full force of Rogue's strength into the ground. Sorry
Hank. Next, Piotr. He'd be tough. How do you take out metal. You freeze
him. I set my eyes on Bobby and while he and Bishop shot at me, I lunged
towards Bobby, getting hit by Ororo's lightning. That one stung. Mind over
pain. I pressed my fingers into his throat and absorbed. He was down. Okay,
Out of plan for a second. Now back to it. Piotr. I turned and found that
they were making a formation. Bishop and Piotr on the ground, Ororo and
Jean in the air.

That made things complicated. Piotr would go first. I shot a beam of freeze
at him and he froze partially. I hit him harder and it worked. A tickle in
my brain signaled a mental attack from Jean. I did my best to block that
out. Ororo was next. I shot a beam at her and while she dodged it, I
launched at her and hit her with full force, poking her throat and taking
her out. Two left. I faced them and as soon as I did an energy beam shot me
out of the air. Bishop was next. I hit the ground with a thud and focused
on my assignment instead of the pain. Mind over pain. I pressed my palms to
the ground and released Bobby's cold energy. Instantly I felt Bishop hit
the ground. I shot back up into the air and shot at him, aiming for his
neck. It worked. I shot at Jean and she was thrown into the ground.

While she hit the ground. I shot up as far as I could and blocked her
out. I would surprise her. She got back up and rose up into the air,
looking around for me. While she faced away, I lowered myself behind
her. "Boo!" I hissed and poked her throat. All eight down. I win.

The lights brightened and the irrelevant environment disappeared. The
Danger Room was back and all the victims were still on the ground. I
released some of the very little psychic energy I had and woke them
up. "Very impressive Jesse," came the professor's voice. I smiled. "Time?"
I asked. There was a pause while the others arose.  "One minute, forty six
seconds." I laughed and looked at the rest of them. They seemed
surprised. Good. I walked towards the exit to where the professor would
be. I needed to know when I could start. Finding Nightcrawler was my only
priority at the moment. As I walked, I began feeling the wounds and bruises
I'd received. Lightning burns on my abdomen and energy beam bruise on my
chest. Not bad for a first timer.

I walked into the room where the professor and Scott where. The others
followed. They looked exhausted. I wanted to laugh, but that wouldn't be
polite.

"That was very impressive Jesse" the professor repeated. I smiled
lightly. The group dispersed and I was left alone with the professor. Right
before Scott, who'd been the last to leave, left, I managed to mumble:
"Missed ya out there." I heard him give a light laugh. The door closed
behind me and I looked down, hoping that the professor got right to the
point. He did. "You begin as soon as you want. I know that you wish to
locate Nightcrawler first. If that's what you want then so be it. I'll
brief you once you are ready." I smiled but didn't raise my head. I thought
first and then raised my head to look at him.


"Tomorrow Morning."

***

There's nothing like a warm shower after good news. It washes away the
excitement and leaves a soft aroma of content feelings. The water ran past
my hair, my face, and body when I felt it again. That little tingle in my
throat. I coughed three or four times and then gave one loud painful
one. I'd covered my mouth but was too scared to pull it away. I could feel
it there though, the blood. "Hey, you okay in there?" came Logan's voice. I
panicked and left my palm under the shower. "Blood?" I heard him say. Shit!
He smelled it. I put my mouth under the shower and rinsed my mouth. "What?"
I finally said. "I smell blood, are you okay?"  he asked. "Yeah, I'm
fine..." I hesitated, what could I say? "My nose just started bleeding for
some reason" I lied. He grunted. He didn't believe me. Shit. Screw it.

I turned off the shower and reached out for the towel. I wrapped it around
myself and walked past him. "You know, I start tomorrow," I said loudly. I
had to change the subject. "Really? So soon?" he asked. The tone in his
voice told me he still wasn't over the smell of blood thing. "It didn't
have to be, but I'd prefer it that way," I continued.

I had to get rid of him, there might be another cough fit throughout the
night. I couldn't risk it. He'd have to wait. I need to start locking my
room door. I turned to him, he was still standing on the threshold. Resting
his body against the doorway. He was looking at me. I knew what he
wanted. "I have a long day tomorrow. I need all my sleep," I answered to
his thoughts. He looked back at me, confused. He finally responded, "I'll
be quick then," and stepped forward.

Perfect. Get it over with and have him go. Wait, what? Get it over with?
Was I getting bored of Logan? Not possible. Look at him. He's a man carved
of stone! A man who's chosen you, how could you be bored of that?!

He'd taken his shirt off and was working on his jeans. I lay there
waiting. Thinking.

He stood there, naked and lay on top of me. I could feel his tongue and
breath on my neck while his hands undid my towel. He opened up my towel and
rubbed my body over. I returned the favor, taking time to rub my hands over
his waist, over his perfect abdomen, muscled and haired. His chest, so
tight and strong. His neck and head. All man. How could I be bored of this?

He made his hands down to my legs and pushed one over to make room for
him. I felt him grab his dick and press it in. Once it was in, he resumed
licking my neck, my cheek. I wasn't feeling it though. Oh crap. He grunted
and heaved, making the sounds that had turned me on so much before. Where
had it gone? He tensed up and I felt him cum inside me.

He left shortly after that and I was left to my thoughts. I'd grown bored
of him. That made me selfish, bitchy, stupid. What would I do now? If I
kept it going, I wouldn't be happy. If I ended it, he would be
unhappy... wouldn't he? Crap. Complications.

I pushed those thoughts out and went to sleep. I had a long day tomorrow.

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