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Zeta sorted out the details with Professor X in a matter of minutes. He was disappointed by the fact that Zeta wasn't joining, despite his promising attributes, but he was able to rope a Meta-Human in that just so happened to have tight relations with him.

"She's not staying at your dorms, even if I can't pick her up or drop her off, I have people who are able to." Zeta spoke, he was obviously referring to Felicia and M'Shen.

"Is it not safer to keep her at the dorms? We have tight security designed to protect inhabitants from any threat that may arise." Professor X spoke.

"Will it be able to survive an attack from Magneto?" Zeta asked.

"..." Baldi couldn't respond.

"Don't use one of the strongest mutants as an example!" Logan spoke up.

"I can, and I will. I only associate will powerful individuals, despite not being able to defeat Magneto, they'd be able to escape with Nezuko. Everyone here with the exception of Jean Grey would be incapable of ensuring her safety." Zeta spoke with authority. There's no need to speak of M'Shen, but even Felicia would be able to ward off magneto with the Laspistol that he gave her.

"And how exactly would you be able to determine out levels of strength?" Professor X questioned.

"'How' isn't important. Ororo is far too offensive-focused, defending an area or people aren't her strong suite. Logan shouldn't even need to be mentioned, he can hardly stop himself from getting stabbed. Lastly, Professor Xavier, theoretically, you could make Nezuko invisible or make other people ignore her, however, Magneto will always have a counter for his Arch-Nemesis." Zeta explained. Some of it was a bit far-fetched, and was really only for an excuse, but it was true enough that they went along with what he wanted.

"...Very well." Professor X agreed to Zeta's terms. He didn't want to allow Nezuko to leave school grounds too often as it would further tie Zeta to his school, and would allow him to call upon Zeta should there be a crisis he needs further assistance with.

"With that wrapped up, I'll take my exit now. Message me the details." Zeta spoke while writing his number on a napkin and handing it over to Ororo. MILFs reign supreme after all. If confronted with a woman of a similar age and a MILF, most would choose along the lines of Zeta.

The Meta-Human accepted the napkin and pocketed it. She looked back up to find a happy-looking father-daughter couple, very different from the domineering feeling she felt from him when demanding conditions to Xavier.

On the way out, Zeta had to question himself.

'What part of the timeline is this? I don't even remember X-Men that well.' He spoke to himself. He was truly regretting sleeping on the comics and the movies that were regarded as beyond terrible.

Nevertheless, he had to make his way back home. He had to drop off Nezuko before he got into further 'training' with Gwen as well as explore his new Psyker abilities.

It took a couple of minutes to convince Nezuko to detach from Zeta.

'It's gonna be burdensome to make her consistently go to school.' He could already feel a headache incoming in the future.

Regardless, Zeta left for the training facility.

He was there an hour before Gwen would arrive, which would afford him some time to work on his own abilities.

He soon found himself back in the gym. To begin with, he consolidated what he already knew by praying to the various gods of the Warhammer universe.

Khorne = More condensed energy

Tzeentch = Less predictable energy

Nurgle = Slower Energy

Slaanesh = Faster Energy

Emperor of Man-Kind = Lesser buff to all aspects.

Gork and Mork = ???

Praying to Gork and Mork was a confusing ordeal. Zeta assumed that he'd get a similar result to Khorne, but instead of having the energy condense and look battle-ready, the energy became soft and transparent. The energy looked as if it went from a liquid to a gas.

Zeta didn't feel particularly stronger in any aspect either, so he'd need to experiment more later.

He also tried to pray to other gods while circulating his energy. He tried gods from the Aeldari Pantheon which instead seemed to link back to Slaanesh. He tried different C'tan, the only one showing any results was the Void Dragon, also known as the Omnissiah.

Much alike Gork and Mork, the effects on his energy weren't apparent, although he could theorize that it would be used on technology.

Nevertheless, he went ahead and attempted to repeat what he did last time. Zeta, instead of trying to coax the energy lying within him, he simply demanded it and forced it to follow his rule.

Immediately, the Psyker energy within him followed his extended arm and the energy came barreling out of his arm in a sphere shape.

However, this time, Zeta tried to control it ever so slightly and force it to take a sharp turn to the left.

To his surprise, the energy did so. Unfortunately, he may have been too forceful as the energy immediately crashed into one of the treadmills and promptly reduced it to debris.

The next hour was spent with Zeta trying to hit a balance of immediate response from the Warp Energy as well as keeping it under control. The balance was extremely difficult to control.

Soon enough, a hot spider-woman entered the facility which put a pause on Zeta's training.

Last time, Gwen had indirectly told Zeta that he was free to perv on her while she worked out, so he wasn't shy in exercising this right. He appreciated the fat on Gwen's ass while she ran on a treadmill and did some squats.

This did nothing to help how confused Gwen was at the situation. Her body explicitly told her what she wanted, but she didn't want to accept it. She was getting aroused by a man who had no problem with crippling someone.

Granted, that man was causing mayhem in the middle of the city, but Gwen's ideals weren't so easily shaken.

Despite what she'd like to admit, feeling the gaze that Zeta held on her ass as she did squats in yoga pants and watching his eyes drift to her sport bra as she bench-pressed made her feel a mix of emotions.

However, the main two emotions were always in turmoil. She felt her body get hotter than usual when feeling his gaze on her body, her body begged her to make a move or indulge just a little bit. However, there was a part of her that told her she couldn't. Zeta was a possibly evil alien who was currently teaching her.

That's three strikes in one sentence. Even Peter told her that dating while being a superhero wasn't advised. He fucked up his relationship with Mary Jane because of his commitments to his city.

Her mind went through every possible reason she shouldn't enjoy her time with Zeta as she continued to work out. Her excuses truly knew no bounds.

'What if he gets killed because he was close to me?' She asked herself, seemingly forgetting the whole 'alien' part of his bio.

The both of them then sparred. Thankfully for her, she had no time to think about her problems when she had to dodge Zeta's punches and kicks. It worked as a great stress reliever for her.

Unfortunately for her, her mind would become an even more jumbled mess in the next part of training.

Gwen lowered her body onto Zeta's for the third part of her 'training'. Just like every other time, she felt a hard object against her pussy while her arms wrapped around Zeta. Her sweaty breasts were pressed up against his chest and her eyes locked with his.

Her mind couldn't stop itself from going into overdrive.

She kept asking herself questions such as: 'Why did I return to do this?', 'Why isn't he breaking eye contact?' and 'Why am I getting so wet?'.

However, those thoughts soon came to a completely halt after Zeta pushed his body forward only a couple inches. His lips came into contact with hers.

Gwen had no clue if it was shock or arousal, but she didn't retreat from the lips that touched hers. Zeta closed his eyes as he inserted his tongue into her mouth.

This was when Gwen retreated back. However, she didn't leave her seat on his lap.

"What?" Zeta asked as if nothing was wrong.

"W-what was that?" Gwen questioned in response.

"I told you we were moving onto the next stage of our training." He explained. Zeta didn't say anything, he simply knew that her mind was occupied, so he gave an excuse he knew would work.

"..." Gwen didn't respond.

"As I said last time, if you aren't comfortable with it, you can leave." Zeta spoke. When people are cornered, they react extremely negatively. Simply giving Gwen an out is enough to calm her mind a certain amount.

He then placed his hands on Gwen's waist and began slowly pulling her closer to him. Gwen seemed frozen as she debated with herself. But once again, she wasn't able to snap out of it before her lips locked with Zeta's again.

Zeta lowered his hands from her waist to her ass and his tongue penetrated her mouth.

In all of this, one singular thought prevailed in Gwen's muddled mind.

'Getting stronger feels really good.'