Heroes Assemble

Chapter Two: Enter X-Men (Warning: A bit of disturbing scenes)

A distance away from the base in New Mexico, in upstate New York City, there was an elegant gray mossy mansion. Said mansion and its grounds served as a school for mutants, people with an inherited change in their DNA giving them unique or abnormal abilities: The Xavier Institute For The Gifted, as it was called. It also served as headquarters for the X-Men, a team of mutants that strive to keep things peaceful between humans and their kind. They also help quell any threat if necessary or were called upon. The lush green fields and surrounding trees were welcoming the students outside, on a fine mid spring day. In one of the fields, there was a intogite game of dodgeball going on. Several teenaged students were playing using their mutant powers.

A man with thick bushy black hair, sideburns and a bit of a grizzle on his chin was watching them. He looked to be about thirty; dressed in a grey t-shirt, blue jeans, and black and white sneakers. He had a metal chain around his neck that held two military dog tags and a silver whistle. His black eyes shone slightly as he watched the younger X-Men playing.

Logan Howlett, AKA Wolverine. He's one of the full time X-Men and a teacher for the Institute. He has heightened senses and a healing factor. A painful process gave him bones of metal and a set of three claws made of the same metal come out of his knuckles. He was found by the X-Men's leader when the team were first founded. He largely respects the man and would do nearly anything for him.

"Proud of them, aren't you?" a crisp, slightly British accented woman's voice asked.

The man turned. A young woman with long brown hair in an elegant braid, fair skin, green eyes which were framed by red glasses. A lock of her hair covered part of her left eye. She was in a turquoise blue shirt and tan pants. A blue overcoat reached the backs of a pair of brown hiking boots she wore. There was a red and gold emerald around her neck. On her left wrist, was a single gold ring that had some engravings on it along with other multi colored bracelets. She smiled showing strong white teeth.

Molly Tennyson, Slash Fire, of the X-Men. She also serves as a teacher when she's not off doing work as an officer for two intergalactic police forces called the Plumbers and S.P.D , or doing various other activities and hobbies. Molly is an alien from a planet called Gallifrey, it was destroyed, or rather locked into a pocket dimension when she was five months old. She was saved by her father, The Doctor, and adopted by a man named Dan Tennyson then taken in by the X-Men. Her powers were energy manipulation and a large range of mental abilities. She was also skilled in several forms of martial arts.

"You know I am, Midget." Logan said, in a gruffer deep voice. "They're getting really good."

"So I see. And yourself, uncle?"

"Doing alright. Just got back from another search party?"

"Yep, I got the Reality Stone I was looking for."

"Well, that's two down then?"

"Yep, four to go. I know for sure that nincompoop managed to get a hold of the Power Stone, so I'll have to work on tracking him down too."

"Settling down for now though, uh?"

"For now."

"Molly, Logan, would you come to the study, please?" a wise, crisp, older sounding voice thought to them.

"Be right there." Molly thought back.

"What's going on now?" Logan asked.

"No clue, come on, we'd better go."

They walked into the polished oak double doors of the school, entering a large elaborate hallway with a chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling. Stairs led up to the teachers' dorms. The floor was a polished granite with red rugs. There were couches and other furniture along the walls. They made their way down a hallway on the left, passing several other students. They reach a double door on the left side. Logan opened it and they went in. In the room was a modest study with bookshelves lining the walls except for the far side where a large window overlooked the back lawn. There were green rugs on the floor and maroon couches in the room as well. In front of the window was an oak desk.