Trash fighter
/Xavier will be a strictly good guy as i like him from the movies i watched as a kid/
Jason opened his eyes and groaned… whatever he was laying on was very comfortable.
He quickly got over that as he looked at himself.
To say the least, he was very surprised…
First, He was not strapped to the bed like he was expecting.
Second, his body seemed to have gotten an upgrade, because he could see everything, even his own cells.
He was much more muscular so that was nice too, though him being naked was concerning.
'This probably occurred because of my transformation, not that I'm complaining, I used to look like a skeleton.' Thought Jason with a smile.
He looked around and found a pair of clothes placed on a nearby chair, someone seemed to have visited him while he was asleep.
Jason dressed up and was about to leave this room as 'Storm' entered.
'oooh I'm in the X-mansion, good to know.' Thought Jason, putting things together, nobody gives a Mutant such as himself a place to sleep.
"Ah, you're awake, how are you feeling?" she smiled and came over to sit on the chair next to me.
"Perfect to be honest." I spoke.
"Good, though we will need to do a checkup."
"I really don't need it, I can heal just fine."
"Interesting, okay… then follow me." She started walking away.
"And where are we going?" I asked, knowing we're probably going to Professor X.
"To meet the professor… we need to discuss something." Ororo said as we walked to, what I guessed was the professor's office.
…
'What a nice guy.' Thought Jason as he exited Xavier's office, Ororo staying inside.
They had a good talk and Xavier made a good impression on Jason.
And he didn't seem to want to mind rape him.
The topic they talked about was if Jason would join the school.
And Jason of course agreed.
Why wouldn't he? He would (hopefully) get free combat training from the wolverine.
And you know… he didn't have money nor a house, and he wasn't fond of stealing.
And as for investing in places he knew would make money, well, it was boring and he was lazy.
So, he would continue being lazy and get a free place to stay.
Not that it mattered where he stayed, nobody on this planet could hope to hurt him… well maybe Jean using the Phoenix's power and MAYBE some people like Magneto.
Though it mattered not, for he would just revive after some time, immune to what killed him, he was immortal after all.
Anyway, Jason was now walking through the school as a blur ran next to him.
"So, were you accepted?!" a silver haired teen asked him, seemingly begging for something interesting to happen.
"Indeed, I was… who are you anyway?" Jason asked, even though he knew.
"Pietro Maximoff, pleasure." He extended his hand for a handshake which Jason accepted.
"So… is there anything to do in this place?" asked Jason.
"Kinda? Combat training is taking place right now." Pietro said.
"Then let's go!" Jason grinned.
…
Jason and Pietro entered a facility. (Danger room, Idk if they do combat training there)
There were quite a bit of students here, watching a black-haired girl train(bully) with a guy wearing red glasses.
There was also Logan, standing nearby as he noticed us.
He walked to us, and Jason shook his hand.
"Names Logan, an X-Man and the combat instructor here. I see you accepted the professor's invitation." He shook Jason's hand while saying.
"I did." Jason nodded, planning how he could ask for private training.
"Heh, so how about a spar?" he grinned, as the guy with glasses was thrown away, a red-haired woman running to check on him.
"Sure!" Jason smiled as he walked to the fighting area, earning a lot of curious looks.
The woman got into a stance as Jason just held up his hands.
"Start!" Logan shouted.
Jason dashed and threw a jab at her face.
"..." she looked at his amusing form with dissapointed eyes.
"Eh?" Jason was confused and irritated; was she, SO much superior to him?
Even though her movements seemed like tickles… he was currently kissing the floor.
He got up, hearing laughter from the guy with glasses, he looked at the woman, seeing clear disappointment in her eyes.
"Tsk," he clicked his tongue.
'I suck… but I will get better' Jason thought as his blood began boiling in excitement.
And so, the fight continued, but this time Jason was the one getting bullied.
/Sorry for the short chapters.
It's really difficult writing your own story for the frst time (More than one chapter)
It also doesn't help that i didn't have time. a week ago my computer decided to alt+f4 itself and then my mom cought Covid.
Very unfortunate indeed :( /