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2. Life at Xavier's →

1. I'm a WHAT?

Matthew Jacob%s's Photo   Matthew Jacob, 05 May 2011

My name is Christopher Van Cartier, I am 17 yrs old and this is the story of how I went from being plain old me to something much more...interesting.

    It was a day like any other, I was out walking around doing some window shopping after school, not really seeing anything or anyone until inside one of the stores I saw a beautiful woman, she had flowing white hair and a very comforting smile, beside her stood a woman equally beautiful but completely different, she had auburn hair and a stare that bore into me with the soothing feeling of safeness, and I immediately felt as if I knew her.

    I heard a commotion on the other side and saw some guys beating up a little boy and calling him "mutie" I knew what it meant but still I knew they had no right to take law into their own hands. I ran across the street and immediately recognized Jimmy "Artic” Johnson, he was a beefy guy with an amazing body and gorgeous lips it made me hot just to look at him directly. Everybody at Bayville high knew I was gay but most people didn't care they had their hands full teasing the mutants so the gays took a back seat.

    I took off my jacket revealing my toned arms and strong chest which was clearly defined through my t-shirt, I walked to Jimmy and as politely as I could said "Hey Jim could u back off he’s doing anything bad" and put my hand on his shoulder.

    He shrugged me off and yelled "BACK OFF FAGGOT" there was hatred in his eyes like I'd never seen before I was scared but angry, I have always hates the word faggot.

    Jim turned away from me and kept up his assault on Darren Falsit a freshman, whom, according to others, could melt any metal by touching it, and I saw the look of pain and desperation in his wildly blue\green\yellow eyes. I knew I had to do something otherwise Jim would end up killing Darren
    .
    "Jim back off you're really hurting him!"

    "Chris don't mess WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!"

    "JIM YOU'RE KILLING HIM!!"

    "FUCK OFF FAGGOT!!!"

    That was the straw that broke the camel’s back and suddenly my hand flew to Jim's face and connected with his jaw, I was taking the biggest risk of my life but I couldn't stop myself I knew I had to do something! Jim recovered and the look in his eyes was fiercer than a lion's roar I was ready to be completely pummeled but I knew I could at least give Darren time to run home. It was the least I could do. Jim's first punch flew and I put my hands in front of my face waiting for the impact but it never came instead I heard a loud THUMP! And a stream of profanities followed almost instantly by a string of profanities as filthy as the New York City sewers, I couldn't begin to understand what was going on.

    "What the fuck you're a mutie too???!!!! I'll kill you!!!"

    "You will do no such thing you insolent fool. By the goddess YOU are the danger to society not him!” The white haired woman was floating in mid-air. She was dressed in a tight black leather suit and her eyes were as white as her hair.

    "Storm don't, I'll deal with him" the woman with the auburn hair was floating next to Storm wearing a suit pretty much like storm's except hers didn’t have the cape.

    "You have too much confidence in the Human condition Jean, but for the sake of the professor and his mission..." She swept her hand towards Jimmy and he flew back yet another foot.

    "Don't worry Storm he'll get what he dished out"

    Suddenly little pebbles rose and pelted Jimmy, I couldn't help but laugh so hard that I had to bend over holding my sides. Once all the pebbles were gone Jean came towards me, my pulse began to accelerate my heart pumping faster than I thought humanly possible.

    "Hey, stay away!! I was helping Johnny not hurting him!!! I swear!"

    "Chris, don't be afraid, I can sense your fear but I assure you I mean you no harm"

    Her words were smooth as velvet and I felt the warmth of familiarity wash over me again.

    :: It's a trick she's trying to kidnap me I just know it!!!::

    "Back away from me you freak I want nothing to do with you!!!" I waved my index finger at her and to my surprise she was sent flying backwards landing with a soft plop as she steadied herself in time not to hit the tree.

    "Jean he's Psionic but ignorant of his power, be careful!"

    "Don't worry storm I can handle it"

    “Jean, don’t get overconfident, he may prove highly dangerous if you pose a threat."

    "What are you both talking about? I have no powers! you two are whacko back OFF!" as the last few words exited my mouth I felt my body get warm my blood ran hotter than ever.

    "Jean he's an elemental as well, I advise you be careful of him, he is ignorant of his abilities as are we!"
    Her voice was tender and almost palpable and something inside me told me I could trust her.

    "Fine I'll go with you, but I gotta tell my parents first. I'm sure they'll be worried if I just drop off the map with no explanation"

    "OK we’ll take you home so you can let them know"

    "Jean what about Johnny, thanks to Jim everyone knows he's a mutant. We got to take him with us!"

    "The boy is right Jean he has to come as well. We've better hurry we are attracting a crowd. I'll take Johnny to his house you take Chris and we'll meet up at the mansion"

    "Alright Storm, let’s meet at the Mansion then."

    "But be hasty, we have little time and much to do. May the goddess be with you"

    Storm flew to Johnny's side and began to help him get up and I imagine she was also explaining about this so called `institute'. Jean and I started to make our way to my house.

    We arrived at my Victorian style home and I walked in yelling for my mom and dad, they came downstairs with my bags. :: Wait! Why do they have my bags? How did they know I was going away? Did Jean talk to them like she'd talked to me?::

    "Mom why do you have my bags?"

    Mrs. Selena DiCarlo-Van Cartier looked at me with fear and hatred in her eyes. My own mother hated me, but why now? Why not when I told them I was gay? It made no sense for her to be acting this way not now, not when I needed her most.

    "You are no son of mine you mutant freak! I want you out of my house NOW! I never wanna see you again you...you MUTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

    "Mom what's going on? Why are you treating me like this?"

    "I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER YOU FREAK I WANT YOU OUT NOW!!!!!!!!!"

    "Mrs. DiCarlo there's no need to scream; I will take Chris to a place where he will develop his powers and be able to control them."

    "I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU TAKE HIM JUST GET HIM OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!"

    Just then my dad walked in, Mr. Oswald Van Cartier, he was 6'0", brown hair deep hazel eyes toned body...wow I never realized how hot he was and he was quickly approaching 40.

    "Selena hon, what's wrong?"

    "THAT FREAK! HE'S AFREAK OSWALD!! HE'S A MUTANT!!!!"

    “Calm down, I’m sure you’re overreacting...”

    “I AM NOT!! That Johnson woman called and told me her son had seen Chris do something weird! And some other mutants came to back him up!! He’s a freak Oswald!!”

    “Is it true Chris?”

    “Yes dad, apparently it is...but I didn’t even know anything about it until just now...”

    “Get IT out of here Oswald!!”

    “Selena, this is our son!!”

    “Great child he is! A faggot and a mutant to boot!!”

    “Selena!!”

    “I’m done pretending to be okay with it all!!!”

    “I’ll go...”

    “Miss I’m sorry for all this...”

    “Don’t be polite to the other mutant!!! She attacked Jimmy!!”

    “Jimmy was hurting Darren!!”

    “Chris just go; get out of here, take that thing with you.”

    “She’s not a thing!! She’s a person!!”

    "GET YOUR BAGS AND LEAVE NOW!!!!!!!"

    My mom handed me my bags and I felt the tears streaming freely form my eyes I had no family, no home, and no parents. It was what I feared would happen if I told them about being gay, but no they took that in stride. And when I needed them the most, now they were turning their backs on me, it wasn't fair; it wasn't right.
    "Come on Chris let’s leave these hard headed people to their stupidity and ignorance. No use trying to talk to them, they'd never understand. I’ll be tutor, I will help you through this change I promise."

    The feeling of security and hope I felt before washed over me again, and as I left I let go of them little by little I had to forget them I didn't want to but I had to. I had to allow myself to make them as disposable to me as I was to them.
    ____________________________________________________________________________

    We arrived at the Mansion and the vast hugeness of it made me feel small and insignificant, I would never in my wildest dreams imagine I'd be living here! An unimaginably huge mansion and this was to be my home? It was overwhelming and exquisite all in one swift thought.

    "Christopher, welcome to the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Here you will learn how to control and channel your powers and you will also finish your high school classes. We are proud and happy to have you aboard our family and hopefully our team."

    The mansion gates opened and we walked inside, Jean lead the way to an office and there with his face buried in his hands was Darren. I needed to see if there was anything wrong and if I could help, that's me a softy all the way.

    "Darren you ok?"

    "No I'm not ok! My parents disowned me! I have no family, no home, and as always no friends!"

    "hey Darren, I'll be your friend and I'll be like your big brother we're in the same situation you and I we're both orphans our parents don't want us we gotta stick together I promise I’ll help you deal k?"

    "Thanks Chris you are a nice guy, I always knew that."

    Darren looked at me and his emerald green eyes drew me in, he was cute and sexy for a freshman, I, being a junior, hadn't noticed that until now. Darren was about 5'6" his body slender but not frail, blood began to rush and I felt heat rising inside me. Was this Darren's power or was I getting horny for this little dude? I couldn't think clearly then I looked across the room and into a mirror, I was on flames...I was made of fire!!! I was being burned into a crisp, and yet all I could feel was a tickle of heat that felt like the soft touch of my mother... No not her I would forget about her not matter what I had to I wasn't her son, not anymore.



    


    Slowly everything began to return to normal and in the mirror I saw that I was myself again but how did I do that? What was happening to me?

    "All your questions will be answered shortly. Christopher, my name is Charles Xavier I am the owner and headmaster, or principal, of this institute, you've already met Ms. Ororo Monroe, Ms. Jean Grey, and these are Dr. Hank McCoy, Mr. Scott Summers Mr. Remy LeBeau, Logan, and last but not least Rogue."

    "But I thought her name was Storm?"

    "That too will be answered but not today it takes time for some things to be answered. I presume you are Darren," Xavier looked at Darreny with a father-like stare and Darren nodded "very well we know what your powers are so you can follow Ms. Munroe to your dorm and settle in...we will talk again later."

    Darren nodded and Ororo took him outside.

    "Chris I understand you are Psionic, mainly telekinetic, and also an elemental, I believe Jean said fire?"

    "Yes sir, that's what I heard when sto... Ms. Monroe and Ms. Grey were talking"

    "Well Ms. Monroe says she can sense other elements and I can sense other Psionic abilities with your permission I would like to probe your mind and figure out just what those abilities are."
    I looked at jean and she reassured me mentally.

    

    "OK I'll cooperate."

    Professor Xavier wheeled himself towards me and I noticed his wheelchair didn't actually have wheels it just kinda floated. He placed his hands on either side of my head and closed his eyes I did the same. After two minutes of probing Xavier pulled away and the expression on his face was indescribable, amazement, wonder, fear, happiness all in one single look.

    "Your abilities are quite extensive Chris; you have Psionic powers of telekinesis, telepathy, and empathy, you also posses the ability to heal yourself and others, you can also control all 8 elements: air, fire, water, lightning, wood, earth, metal, and time! Not to mention your ability to morph into anyone or any animal you are a formidable core of power. We must start your training as soon as possible. Two days from today, we mustn't forget that you have to settle in and it is Friday after all. Now I will ask you one more thing would you like to join the X-Men?"

    I was astounded I could do what? Control what? Heal whom? Turn into animals? And what was all this nonsense about the X-Men?

    "Professor I need you to please explain to me what you just said. I don't get the whole `mutant' thing and I don’t understand the many things you said I could do”
    "In time, for now I will tell you what the X-Men are: we are an organization which tries to better the relationships between humans and the mutant race, we strive to make this world better for both of them to allow them to live in peace and not constantly in a state of war. Storm is Ororo's code name; we do not use our real names in the battle field or on missions lest we reveal our identities to the world and hence make our quest harder than it already is."

    I was speechless; I couldn't understand one word nut it all sounded so good and exciting, that my words flew out before I could think to stop myself.

    "Yes Professor I'll join the X-Men."
    Disclaimer: “The X-Men” names, titles, characters and all other registered trademarks are the property of Marvel Inc. I solemnly swear that there is no monetary gain on my part by writing this FICTIONAL alternate universe to “The X-Men.” All original characters and plotlines are my sole property and I release them to GayAuthors.org for web-publishing.
    ____________________________________________________________________________

    My name is Christopher Van Cartier, I am 17 yrs old and this is the story of how I went from being plain old me to something much more...interesting.

    It was a day like any other, I was out walking around doing some window shopping after school, not really seeing anything or anyone until inside one of the stores I saw a beautiful woman, she had flowing white hair and a very comforting smile, beside her stood a woman equally beautiful but completely different, she had auburn hair and a stare that bore into me with the soothing feeling of safeness, and I immediately felt as if I knew her.

    I heard a commotion on the other side and saw some guys beating up a little boy and calling him "mutie" I knew what it meant but still I knew they had no right to take law into their own hands. I ran across the street and immediately recognized Jimmy "Artic” Johnson, he was a beefy guy with an amazing body and gorgeous lips it made me hot just to look at him directly. Everybody at Bayville high knew I was gay but most people didn't care they had their hands full teasing the mutants so the gays took a back seat.

    I took off my jacket revealing my toned arms and strong chest which was clearly defined through my t-shirt, I walked to Jimmy and as politely as I could said "Hey Jim could u back off he’s doing anything bad" and put my hand on his shoulder.

    He shrugged me off and yelled "BACK OFF FAGGOT" there was hatred in his eyes like I'd never seen before I was scared but angry, I have always hates the word faggot.

    Jim turned away from me and kept up his assault on Darren Falsit a freshman, whom, according to others, could melt any metal by touching it, and I saw the look of pain and desperation in his wildly blue\green\yellow eyes. I knew I had to do something otherwise Jim would end up killing Darren
    .
    "Jim back off you're really hurting him!"

    "Chris don't mess WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!"

    "JIM YOU'RE KILLING HIM!!"

    "FUCK OFF FAGGOT!!!"

    That was the straw that broke the camel’s back and suddenly my hand flew to Jim's face and connected with his jaw, I was taking the biggest risk of my life but I couldn't stop myself I knew I had to do something! Jim recovered and the look in his eyes was fiercer than a lion's roar I was ready to be completely pummeled but I knew I could at least give Darren time to run home. It was the least I could do. Jim's first punch flew and I put my hands in front of my face waiting for the impact but it never came instead I heard a loud THUMP! And a stream of profanities followed almost instantly by a string of profanities as filthy as the New York City sewers, I couldn't begin to understand what was going on.

    "What the fuck you're a mutie too???!!!! I'll kill you!!!"

    "You will do no such thing you insolent fool. By the goddess YOU are the danger to society not him!” The white haired woman was floating in mid-air. She was dressed in a tight black leather suit and her eyes were as white as her hair.

    "Storm don't, I'll deal with him" the woman with the auburn hair was floating next to Storm wearing a suit pretty much like storm's except hers didn’t have the cape.

    "You have too much confidence in the Human condition Jean, but for the sake of the professor and his mission..." She swept her hand towards Jimmy and he flew back yet another foot.

    "Don't worry Storm he'll get what he dished out"

    Suddenly little pebbles rose and pelted Jimmy, I couldn't help but laugh so hard that I had to bend over holding my sides. Once all the pebbles were gone Jean came towards me, my pulse began to accelerate my heart pumping faster than I thought humanly possible.

    "Hey, stay away!! I was helping Johnny not hurting him!!! I swear!"

    "Chris, don't be afraid, I can sense your fear but I assure you I mean you no harm"

    Her words were smooth as velvet and I felt the warmth of familiarity wash over me again.

    :: It's a trick she's trying to kidnap me I just know it!!!::

    "Back away from me you freak I want nothing to do with you!!!" I waved my index finger at her and to my surprise she was sent flying backwards landing with a soft plop as she steadied herself in time not to hit the tree.

    "Jean he's Psionic but ignorant of his power, be careful!"

    "Don't worry storm I can handle it"

    “Jean, don’t get overconfident, he may prove highly dangerous if you pose a threat."

    "What are you both talking about? I have no powers! you two are whacko back OFF!" as the last few words exited my mouth I felt my body get warm my blood ran hotter than ever.

    "Jean he's an elemental as well, I advise you be careful of him, he is ignorant of his abilities as are we!"
    Her voice was tender and almost palpable and something inside me told me I could trust her.

    "Fine I'll go with you, but I gotta tell my parents first. I'm sure they'll be worried if I just drop off the map with no explanation"

    "OK we’ll take you home so you can let them know"

    "Jean what about Johnny, thanks to Jim everyone knows he's a mutant. We got to take him with us!"

    "The boy is right Jean he has to come as well. We've better hurry we are attracting a crowd. I'll take Johnny to his house you take Chris and we'll meet up at the mansion"

    "Alright Storm, let’s meet at the Mansion then."

    "But be hasty, we have little time and much to do. May the goddess be with you"

    Storm flew to Johnny's side and began to help him get up and I imagine she was also explaining about this so called `institute'. Jean and I started to make our way to my house.

    We arrived at my Victorian style home and I walked in yelling for my mom and dad, they came downstairs with my bags. :: Wait! Why do they have my bags? How did they know I was going away? Did Jean talk to them like she'd talked to me?::

    "Mom why do you have my bags?"

    Mrs. Selena DiCarlo-Van Cartier looked at me with fear and hatred in her eyes. My own mother hated me, but why now? Why not when I told them I was gay? It made no sense for her to be acting this way not now, not when I needed her most.

    "You are no son of mine you mutant freak! I want you out of my house NOW! I never wanna see you again you...you MUTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

    "Mom what's going on? Why are you treating me like this?"

    "I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER YOU FREAK I WANT YOU OUT NOW!!!!!!!!!"

    "Mrs. DiCarlo there's no need to scream; I will take Chris to a place where he will develop his powers and be able to control them."

    "I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU TAKE HIM JUST GET HIM OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!"

    Just then my dad walked in, Mr. Oswald Van Cartier, he was 6'0", brown hair deep hazel eyes toned body...wow I never realized how hot he was and he was quickly approaching 40.

    "Selena hon, what's wrong?"

    "THAT FREAK! HE'S AFREAK OSWALD!! HE'S A MUTANT!!!!"

    “Calm down, I’m sure you’re overreacting...”

    “I AM NOT!! That Johnson woman called and told me her son had seen Chris do something weird! And some other mutants came to back him up!! He’s a freak Oswald!!”

    “Is it true Chris?”

    “Yes dad, apparently it is...but I didn’t even know anything about it until just now...”

    “Get IT out of here Oswald!!”

    “Selena, this is our son!!”

    “Great child he is! A faggot and a mutant to boot!!”

    “Selena!!”

    “I’m done pretending to be okay with it all!!!”

    “I’ll go...”

    “Miss I’m sorry for all this...”

    “Don’t be polite to the other mutant!!! She attacked Jimmy!!”

    “Jimmy was hurting Darren!!”

    “Chris just go; get out of here, take that thing with you.”

    “She’s not a thing!! She’s a person!!”

    "GET YOUR BAGS AND LEAVE NOW!!!!!!!"

    My mom handed me my bags and I felt the tears streaming freely form my eyes I had no family, no home, and no parents. It was what I feared would happen if I told them about being gay, but no they took that in stride. And when I needed them the most, now they were turning their backs on me, it wasn't fair; it wasn't right.
    "Come on Chris let’s leave these hard headed people to their stupidity and ignorance. No use trying to talk to them, they'd never understand. I’ll be tutor, I will help you through this change I promise."

    The feeling of security and hope I felt before washed over me again, and as I left I let go of them little by little I had to forget them I didn't want to but I had to. I had to allow myself to make them as disposable to me as I was to them.
    ____________________________________________________________________________

    We arrived at the Mansion and the vast hugeness of it made me feel small and insignificant, I would never in my wildest dreams imagine I'd be living here! An unimaginably huge mansion and this was to be my home? It was overwhelming and exquisite all in one swift thought.

    "Christopher, welcome to the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Here you will learn how to control and channel your powers and you will also finish your high school classes. We are proud and happy to have you aboard our family and hopefully our team."

    The mansion gates opened and we walked inside, Jean lead the way to an office and there with his face buried in his hands was Darren. I needed to see if there was anything wrong and if I could help, that's me a softy all the way.

    "Darren you ok?"

    "No I'm not ok! My parents disowned me! I have no family, no home, and as always no friends!"

    "hey Darren, I'll be your friend and I'll be like your big brother we're in the same situation you and I we're both orphans our parents don't want us we gotta stick together I promise I’ll help you deal k?"

    "Thanks Chris you are a nice guy, I always knew that."

    Darren looked at me and his emerald green eyes drew me in, he was cute and sexy for a freshman, I, being a junior, hadn't noticed that until now. Darren was about 5'6" his body slender but not frail, blood began to rush and I felt heat rising inside me. Was this Darren's power or was I getting horny for this little dude? I couldn't think clearly then I looked across the room and into a mirror, I was on flames...I was made of fire!!! I was being burned into a crisp, and yet all I could feel was a tickle of heat that felt like the soft touch of my mother... No not her I would forget about her not matter what I had to I wasn't her son, not anymore.



    


    Slowly everything began to return to normal and in the mirror I saw that I was myself again but how did I do that? What was happening to me?

    "All your questions will be answered shortly. Christopher, my name is Charles Xavier I am the owner and headmaster, or principal, of this institute, you've already met Ms. Ororo Monroe, Ms. Jean Grey, and these are Dr. Hank McCoy, Mr. Scott Summers Mr. Remy LeBeau, Logan, and last but not least Rogue."

    "But I thought her name was Storm?"

    "That too will be answered but not today it takes time for some things to be answered. I presume you are Darren," Xavier looked at Darreny with a father-like stare and Darren nodded "very well we know what your powers are so you can follow Ms. Munroe to your dorm and settle in...we will talk again later."

    Darren nodded and Ororo took him outside.

    "Chris I understand you are Psionic, mainly telekinetic, and also an elemental, I believe Jean said fire?"

    "Yes sir, that's what I heard when sto... Ms. Monroe and Ms. Grey were talking"

    "Well Ms. Monroe says she can sense other elements and I can sense other Psionic abilities with your permission I would like to probe your mind and figure out just what those abilities are."
    I looked at jean and she reassured me mentally.

    

    "OK I'll cooperate."

    Professor Xavier wheeled himself towards me and I noticed his wheelchair didn't actually have wheels it just kinda floated. He placed his hands on either side of my head and closed his eyes I did the same. After two minutes of probing Xavier pulled away and the expression on his face was indescribable, amazement, wonder, fear, happiness all in one single look.

    "Your abilities are quite extensive Chris; you have Psionic powers of telekinesis, telepathy, and empathy, you also posses the ability to heal yourself and others, you can also control all 8 elements: air, fire, water, lightning, wood, earth, metal, and time! Not to mention your ability to morph into anyone or any animal you are a formidable core of power. We must start your training as soon as possible. Two days from today, we mustn't forget that you have to settle in and it is Friday after all. Now I will ask you one more thing would you like to join the X-Men?"

    I was astounded I could do what? Control what? Heal whom? Turn into animals? And what was all this nonsense about the X-Men?

    "Professor I need you to please explain to me what you just said. I don't get the whole `mutant' thing and I don’t understand the many things you said I could do”
    "In time, for now I will tell you what the X-Men are: we are an organization which tries to better the relationships between humans and the mutant race, we strive to make this world better for both of them to allow them to live in peace and not constantly in a state of war. Storm is Ororo's code name; we do not use our real names in the battle field or on missions lest we reveal our identities to the world and hence make our quest harder than it already is."

    I was speechless; I couldn't understand one word nut it all sounded so good and exciting, that my words flew out before I could think to stop myself.

    "Yes Professor I'll join the X-Men."
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    This story was originally published in Nifty.org under the name "X-Men Mansion Fun" I wrote it, and have re-worked it, and edited some of the major bus I had with it. I hope you enjoy it, and if you read it before, please let me know if the few changes I made made a difference or not =) thanks all!!



 Disclaimer: “The X-Men” names, titles, characters and all other registered trademarks are the property of Marvel Inc. I solemnly swear that there is no monetary gain on my part by writing this FICTIONAL alternate universe to “The X-Men.” All original characters and plotlines are my sole property and I release them to GayAuthors.org for web-publishing.


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