"Welcome, to the Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters." Charles said with a smile as he gestured towards his pride and joy, the place where the possibility of his dreams becoming real began.
"Quite humble aren't you?" And of course young Damian was not impressed. Charles was starting to think that was going to be something of a pattern in their future interactions.
To be perfectly honest, he was not exactly sure what to think about his newest students. Damian was a strong mutant, strong enough to drive Magneto away; arguably the strongest active mutant. No matter how much he hated to think like that, he knew that he should be glad about having a mutant that powerful on his side. Except this new student on his side seems to be having an immense amount of fun by making fun of him. Throughout the whole flight to their school, Damian had been sending telepathic messages to his mind. Most of which were merely him calling him 'cueball', not exactly anything new as he knew many students had thought such a nickname for him at least once but none had been daring enough to actually say it to his face; or think it directly into his mind.
Worse, the young man's playful hostility was picked up by young Laura as well; who decided to spend her time glaring at him all the while ignoring the small attempts at making talk from Logan. He had a half mind looking into her mind in order to understand why she was so ready to imitate Damian but after what happened the last time he had tried to enter someone's mind, he was starting to rethink his policies about his liberal use of telepathy.
"So, anything we need to do?" Damian asked with a raised eyebrow as they walked towards the school and Charles responded with a small smile.
"We just need you two to have a small health check up, it's standard for every new student." He said as his chair rolled with them. He had to admit, he was kind of curious how the check up would go.
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"Fascinating!" About as well as he had thought that it would go.
"This is simply fascinating! It's almost like each of your cells have their own mind, I have never seen any others that moved like this!" He probably should have known that Hank would react to their newest student like this, the blue fur ball was excitable with even the smallest things.
"And you! Your biology is also fascinating! It's almost like Logan's but there are small differences…" and now he was gushing about Laura's biology. Charles was kinda happy that Hank was finally showing interest in female biology for the first time since he had became blue and furry but this was not exactly what he had been thinking.
"I am his clone." The girl simply said and hadn't that been a shock when they had first heard about it. May God have mercy on these 'Facility' people for Logan had none for them.
"Technically you are, that is how you were created after all, but from a purely biological viewpoint you are not simply his clone." Hank said with a smile and finally seemed have gotten Laura's attention along with Logan's.
"If you were simply his clone then you would look pretty much same as Logan, you probably would have simply been a Logan without adamantium covered skeletons. But you are a girl which implies that they could not properly clone Logan, likely due to the ridiculous amount of adamantium in his body complicating their experiments on his genetic material which also implies…"
"Hank." Ororo said with a sigh as they saw that their blue genius was getting sidetracked into his own little world that likely didn't have anything other than scientific facts and himself.
"Hmm, oh sorry. Anyway, as I was saying, you are different from Logan and from what I can get from your DNA sample; which has several factors different to that of Logan, you are biologically far closer to being his daughter rather than his clone." And then there was silence.
Logan looked at Laura with wide eyes, Laura looked at Logan with wide eyes, Ororo looked both of them with wide eyes, Charles decided that this day would have been far better if he had never gotten up from his bed and Damian looked as cool as a cucumber for some reason.
"Why are you all so quiet? Was it something I said?" This stupid genius.
"Nothing to worry about Hank. We'll just continue the tour." Charles said with a smile as his chair turned around and then rolled out of the room, followed by the rest of the group in an awkward silence.
"Mister Damian, I believe that you will like what we are about to see now." Charles said with a smile as they boarded the elevator and went down.
After a moment, they finally reached their destination, the room where on controlled the functions of the Danger Room. Probably the single most advanced piece of technology in their possession, used in order to train the X-Men for any imaginable scenario.
Like the battle they were having against the Brotherhood of Mutants in Antarctica… he wasn't sure which was worse, the fact that this was a part of their training program or the fact that it would more than likely be useful later on.
Still, they were doing rather well; even if the creations of the Danger Room tended to be significantly weaker than the real deal. He was proud of all of them. The leadership skills of Scott was improving every day and the young man's problems with his temper was also getting better, Kurt's natural talents mixed with his newly learned acrobatics and swordplay was very impressive, Kitty and Rogue had started off with a rocky relationship but nobody could have guessed that seeing their teamwork and Jean… her talents with her gifts were nothing short of extraordinary, to the point it made him rather self conscious.
Yet they were also young and inexperienced, but if he could convince Damian and Laura to join them… the potential was endless. He also thought that he had a very good chance at succeeding by the concentrated look Damian was giving them. Charles had seen the way young man had looked while fighting Magneto, he was having fun, and even if that was not exactly something Charles agreed with, he believed that it would lead the young man to join the ranks of X-Men; becoming a member of the frontlines in the war against discrimination and the abuse of power…
"Why are they wearing tights?"
…or he could simply ask that.
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