Ryan's P.O.V
Today was my first official training session as an X-Man. I woke up early, got downstairs to eat breakfast and took the elevator down to the basement. When I got down there the fluorescent lighting stung my eyes and I adjusted to the brightness. When I was an X-Trainee we worked in the training rooms on the main floor, we never ventured down here. Here in the basement was the advanced training room with the adjustable environment, computer generated opponents and the AI that chronicled our data.
I would be working with Bobby, Pete, Jean and Scott today in the Danger Room. Bobby sprung up behind me, the cool air chilling me to the bone. I shivered.
"My bad. The suits have temperature control, once you get it on you'll be fine. My chill wont bother you." He said. I noticed he was in his ice form. It was so weird, you could look right through him. His brain and eyes, veins, flesh were just gone. When he breathed condensation occured inches away from his lips. He was wearing his black leather X-Man costume with the white trim. His boots had frost coming up from the treads. He led me to a room, brightly lit like the rest of the basement, into a locker room. There I saw Pete buckling his belt and Scott putting on his visor. Bobby led me me to a locker and opened it. In it folded neatly was my very own X-Men gear. I was giddy and basicaly jumping up and down. He walked away to let me change and if I could water travel into these clothes I would. It was a pale blue exo-sleeve with temperature control and communication links and holograms. Two arm braces with shoulder pads that connect to a back plate. Slim black metal was there that provided extra agility and protection. The collar of the shirt left my throat exposed and the rest of the shirt had a few designs here and there. I had a simple pair of pants with boots with a knee pad on my left leg. Before securing the belt I threw on the little piece of Northern Tribe fur coat that just added the style to my costume. It kind of reminded me of the water benders in avatar. I silently laughed about that. I walked out the lockers and made my way to the danger room with the rest of the group. Jean and Scott were leading the front, Bobby right behind them. With them being the "escorts" of this training exercise. They were like the teachers and were responsible for supervising Pete and I. Pete and I were the technical newbies even though he's been here longer than me. We all knew this was specifically for me.
"This is a code red simulation. Which means something is happening somewhere right now and we need to rush into action. This will test your strategic skills and how good you can assess a situation. Ready?"
"Da." Pete said. He grunted and metal arched across his body and he was in his metal form.
The door open and we rushed in.
It was relatively simple. A city landscape with cars thrown and smashed about and buildings crumbling in the background. A hundred or so alien creatures swarming ahead of us. They turned and started making huge noises. I squinted to see, these were flying creatures that resembled flies. Hairy bodies and small wings. I recognized them as the Spewers. They had acid saliva that they spewed out at enemies. A fictional race but still a challenge. We'd need to defend against them. I spoke first.
"Those are battle cries. They'll use the distance to spit and try to kill us. We'll need defense. Jean use those cars to create a barricade and be ready to cover us with them. Scott once they get close station yourself there" I pointed to an over turned car "and shoot them before they attack. Bobby get on the roofs and launch into action when you can. Pete, you and I are going to make sure everyone is safe. Got it?" They all nodded.
The noise increased and stopped suddenly. Green fluid shot into the air like a volley of arrows and was angled towards us. Jean flew back, flicking her wrist forward causing totaled cars to fly forward and set up a barricade. Some floated up and covered us from the acid. Scott moved to his station and readied himself.
