Date: Sun, 22 Nov 2009 18:51:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Story Master <storymaster480@yahoo.com>
Subject: X-Team - chapter 6

Disclaimer

This story takes place during the Ultimate X-Men timeline with a few
changes to the time line. These will be obvious as the story
progresses. This story will contain graphic descriptions of sexual acts, if
it is against the laws of your country or against your moral code to read
such acts then do not. Lastly I do not have the rights or make claims to
anything related to the Marvel Universe.

Thoughts will no longer be expressed by -...-, instead they will now be
expressed by <...>. This change is to make it easier for readers to
visually see the difference between thoughts and the spoken word.

X-Team is told through the eyes of David Snow

Main Cast

David Snow

Mutant: Bio-electromagnetic powers, Race: Mixed (Black 45%, Hispanic 35%,
White 20%), Ancestry: Brazilian, Complexion: Naturally medium tanned,
Age: 18, Ht: 5'10", Wt: 168lbs, Body Type: Swimmer's with strong legs, Eye
Color: Hazel, Head Hair: Black curly shoulder length, Body Hair: Absent except
for underarm and pubic hair, Cock: 7.25x6.25, Cut/Uncut: Loosely cut still has
most of original foreskin

Tim Canon

Mutant: Dark Energy/Storm Summoning, Race: White, Ancestry:
English, Complexion: White no tan, Age: 18, Ht: 6'2" Wt: 165lbs, Body Type:
Slim runner's with hardly any fat, Eye Color: Black, Head Hair: Black straight
styled as a 6" faux hawk, Body Hair: Shaves completely, Cock: 6.25x5.25,
Cut/Uncut: Cut

Chapter 6 David versus Tim

<It was cool of Hank to help me learn about my past, its
nice to know something about your history> thinks David as he walks to the
Danger Room, beside Tim.

"Dreamer boy what are you thinking about? How I'm going to
kick you ass again? You know you can always back out!" teases Tim noticing that
David's mind is on something.

"Fuck you," David says laughing and then seriously adds,
"This time will be different!" <I've been going over everything that I know
about my powers> "You made a mistake not taking me on the first day!"
<Hank said that it will take some time before the think tank is fully
formed, but he has gone over the biological analysis in complete detail with me
for the past few days>

"In 3 days time you think you can stand against me?
Seriously David you can't be that stupid! The only reason why I even agreed to
do this training session with you is because Hank ordered me to. I told you no
repeatedly because the first real fight we have I don't just beat you but could
have killed you at least 3 times without even trying," states Tim in obvious
disbelief that Hank would order him to take on David at full power holding
nothing back. "You know that Hank had me training none stop the last few days
because of you!"

"Sorry but I wanted to test myself against the person that
kicked the shit out of me, and I may have mentioned that you were totally
against it. So hold it against me and don't hold back," David smiles
confidently at Tim.

"Damn you don't know do you? I have no choice but to go all
out on you in the Danger Room," mentions Tim sadly. "I asked Hank if I could go
easy on you since you never been in a fight, accept with me ..." Tim stops
walking and pauses to gather himself.

David feels the tension, stops and looks at his friend.
"What are you saying?" he asks concerned.

Tim breathes out slowly and says, "David you are on the
X-team. While it may seem like a game right now but it is deadly serious. Out in
the field we can not expect an enemy to give an inch and we must obey any and
all orders given. The Danger Room is to represent the field to us; there is no
easy difficulty. Hell there's not even a normal or hard level, man. There is
only one level, and that is hell, we go all out no matter what."

David just looks up at Tim, just now realizing the reason
why the Danger Room is called, the Danger Room. He watches as Tim starts
walking again and just stares at Tim's back in disbelief.

"Come on David, you are under orders to remember. Let's get
this over with."

David hurries, catches up with Tim and says in a rush,
"Wait! This was supposed to be training, not some death match! Fuck man, I
think you got this all wrong, let's go talk to Hank, and he'll tell you it's
just training!"

Without even looking at David, Tim responds, "This is
training, asshole. Now shut the fuck up and get your mind on the fight. Stop
daydreaming and get ready to fight for your life. No one is going to step in to
save you. It's just you and me."

Tim and David stop in front of the Danger Room's doors. Tim
without any emotion looks at David and says, "I will explain the rules and
everything once we are inside," as he places his hand on the palm reader. Next
he leans forward as a red laser begins to scan his retina. Last he states, "Tim
Canon, X-team apprentice level, Danger Room open." Not bothering to look at
David, "Voice recognition."

As the doors open, Tim walks through with David following
behind him.

"David go to the other side of the room," commands Tim.

David walks over to the far wall as he is looking around at
the room. He notices that although the room is large, there is nothing in the
room, just black walls. <Why do I have to walk? Why not just have both of us
go to the middle and fight> David stops near the center and looks up,
wondering where all the light is coming from. <There's no ceiling light and
yet the room is as bright as day>

"David that's not the far wall!" yells Tim. "I will explain
as you walk to speed this up. The Danger Room can replicate/simulate just about
anything within its walls. I think that a neutral site would be nice for our
fight." Tim looks up and as if speaking to the sky, "Computer grass field,
sunny, calm day."

<What the fuck> The floor that was just under David's
feet turns to grass and the ceiling disappears as a clear blue sky is formed.

"Understand this, there will be one winner and one loser in
this fight and you are already looking at the winner," states Tim "You must
realize that you can not win. I'll let you have first move." He just stands
still, waiting for David to attack.

<Fucker it's not going to be that easy to beat me this
time. I've been training too and I'm going to show you just what I can do>

David gathers his energy concentrating it into his and
hands, then launches a bio-energy bolt at Tim and strikes him directly in the
chest. A look of confusion crosses over Tim's face as the energy throws him
back twenty feet. Smiling David lets loose another bolt, another, and yet
another, each bolt slamming into Tim with the same devastating effect. David
watches as Tim struggles to get back up and secretly wishes for his friend to
collapse back to the ground, so this fight will be over.

Breathing heavily, with his vision disoriented and unable to
stand, Tim realizes that he should not have underestimated David and smiles
that his friend has come this far. But Tim has been in this situation before
and knows that he can't go down no matter what. Too confused to know where
David is, he just hopes that David is too inexperienced to change locations as
he unleashes the strongest gale force winds that he can.

David sees that Tim is struggling just to stand but realizes
that he needs to fire even more energy into his friend, wondering if Tim is
taking it easy on him. But just as those thoughts enter David's mind, they are
blasted out as he is lifted off his feet and thrown into the air as if he was a
baseball. The gale force winds, after subsiding, threw David over sixty feet
into the air. <Holy shit! Oh my god! I'm falling, head first!> As the
ground comes racing back to David, he sees his life flash before him. <I
can't die like this. Think, you have a fucking, a mother fucking master gene,
you can't die like some punk> David begins gathering his energy, not knowing
what else to do, but just hoping and praying that something will happen. He
focuses all of the energy into the palms of his hands and stretches them
towards the ground. Which is now just 30 feet away, but nothing happens, 20
feet away, tears begin to well up and fly up into his hair. But David refuses
to look away or turn his head from death, now just 5 feet away, he is
determined to meet it head on and trust in himself. As David's hands touches
the cool grass <So this is it ...> but before David can finish his thought
he realizes that he is doing a handstand not on the ground but on the grass,
itself.

<What the fuck!> as Tim watches David freefall back to
earth <Oh shit, I used too much power! Why the fuck didn't you put a shield
or something, you fucking idiot> Tim runs towards the spot where David will
land, trying to think of a way to reverse the fall. But before he can think of
how to reverse the fall he stops in amazement, <Thank god> as he watches
David doing a handstand on the ground. He does not have the time for the
question <How ...> to form in his mind because in that second, he sees his
friend crash to the ground.  Tim's blood
runs cold, as he hears the cracking of bone. Then the most painful scream, he
has ever heard, causes his heart to skip several beats. And bile rises to his
mouth as he watches David shake uncontrollably. But forces it back down
realizing that the fight is not over just yet.

Nothing matters to David right now, just the overwhelming
pain going through all of his body, as he rolls around in agony. He feels
something wet and warm against his skin, in the back of his mind he realizes it
is his own blood on the ground. As time passes David can feel himself slip in
and out of consciousness, he no longer knows if he is even moving. He smells
something foul and understands that he just threw up; he pivots his head so
that he doesn't drown on his own vomit. He just barely makes out a figure
walking slowly towards him. <Fuck ... I'm in ... a fight> David tries to get
his body to respond but nothing is responding <I ... almost ... died ... have to ...
move> he moves his right shoulder in an attempt to get some leverage for his
arm so he can sit up. David screams in agony as he learns that his whole right
arm is mangled and cannot take any pressure on it. But his right leg spasms,
out of sheer reflex, to get away from the excruciating pain coming from his
right arm. This causes him to flip over his left arm onto his back, as his head
rolls to see where the figure is coming from. David sees some reddish liquid
spew out a couple of feet from him, and he understands that he just puked
again.

Tim looks upon the mangled form before him, as tears slowly
develop in his eyes. He blinks his eyes quickly and they start to glide down
his cheek. His vision becomes so clouded that he can not see clearly, but his
powers do not need to be shown what to do. The dark energy within him earns to
be released, and will seek out a life form to feed on without hesitation.  Tim reaches into himself looking for that
dark place in his soul and calls forth the energy that is there releasing it
towards the victim in front of him. <I'm sorry David, I know you won't
understand this ... but I am trying not to kill you> Tim watches as the
darkness surrounds David and he attempts to control that which knows no master.
Sweat beads on Tim's forehead as he concentrates on communicating his desire to
disorient the victim and not drain its life energy. But the darkness refuses to
relent despite the desires of its host, feeling that this victim has no ability
to protect itself.

<I can ...  not see.
... Am I ... dead? ...> Now beyond pain David is drifting in and out of
consciousness. <... What ... happened? ... Why is ... my ... spirit flowing ... away ...
from me? ... No, ... I want ... you to ... stay> Slowly David raises his left arm
and with what remains of his energy, creates a force shield around himself to
contain his spirit. <What is ... pushing ... against me? ... Something ... is
getting ... through. ... Wait ... I know ... this feeling. ... Tim, ... Tim ... darkness ...
must ... strengthen ... shield> David's force shield flickers repeatedly as he
struggles to maintain it, to an ever increasing dark energy being sent by Tim.
<I feel ... it now ... it's getting ... through ... I can't ... keep it ... back ... the
shield ... failed> David's arm hovers in the air a moment longer, then falls
back to earth as the shield flickers one final time.

To be continued

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