Chapter 19: A Morphing X-gene

"Shit, why couldn't she just come a bit later," Liz muttered sullenly.

"We'll have plenty of time from now on, so don't be disheartened," you assured her, giving her forehead a kiss that brought a smile back to her face.

You both made your way to find MJ, who was looking at you both with narrowed eyes, as if she already knew what went down between you two.

Later, all three of you headed to the game room, as Liz wanted to try out some arcade games.

"You were right, brother. Skye was looking very disheveled, but she insisted that it was not because of her lack of sleep," MJ comments as you both stand a bit farther away from Liz, who's engrossed in playing a classic hack-and-slash arcade game.

"I'll check up on her later then," you respond with a sigh.

"No, weirdly she said to absolutely not let you go to her room. Did you do something to make her angry, brother?" MJ asks, looking suspiciously at you.

"I have no clue," you say honestly.

MJ also sighs and changes the topic. "About today, I'm sorry for bringing her here. I know it's a very stressful time for you with Toni and all, but she was very difficult to get rid of once she knew I was visiting you," MJ explains with another sigh. "So if she annoyed you, then I'm sorry, brother," she adds, sounding defeated.

"No, not at all. I quite enjoyed her 'company,'" you say with a chuckle.

"Of course you did" whispers MJ, shooting you an annoyed look.

"Did you say something, Red?" You ask innocently, although you did hear her murmur perfectly.

"Nothing," MJ denies, taking a deep breath. "Aunt Cass is throwing a small party at her house. Mom wanted you to come. She was saying that it's been so long since you visited her, so you should attend," MJ says with a sweet smile.

"But she doesn't know about Toni. I didn't tell her, didn't want her to worry. I'll inform her that you're not coming," MJ adds.

"No, don't. I will come to the party tomorrow. It has been really a long time since I met her, and I'll be able to meet Penny too this way," you say with a reminiscing smile of your own.

"Yes, she will also be there," MJ nods her head happily. "By the way, are you using some sort of cream or makeup?"

"No, why? is my sister thinking that her brother looks more handsome today?" You smirk at her.

"Yes, I mean no. Are you seriously not wearing anything? Let me check," MJ says, trying to pinch your cheeks.

"No, this is all natural," you comment, avoiding her hand with a sidestep.

"So just let me check it then," MJ ass in a whining tone as she goes for your cheeks again.

"Don't lie. You have a very bad habit of pulling my cheeks since we were kids," you say, backing away.

"No, I'm just checking for makeup," she insists as she tries to jump up at you. Instead of backing away, you take a step ahead and catch her by her thin waist.

You look down at the hot green-eyed redhead, whose big boobs were smashed against your chest. In no time, your dick is standing erect, and MJ starts breathing heavily, her gaze locked on yours, undoubtedly aware of your growing erection.

"Hey, what are you guys doing leaving me all alone there?" Liz calls out as MJ hastily leaves your arms, her face flushed red.

"Lets go, Liz," MJ says, strong-arming her straight out of the room.

"But why? We are having so much fun, and I haven't even tried the swimming pool yet," Liz whines.

"You can do it next time. You have a lot of assignments pending," MJ speaks, looking at her with a red, angry face.

"Okay, okay, jeez," Liz surrenders and walks beside her.

You follow behind them, appreciating the two pairs of booties walking in front of you.

Before reaching the elevator, Liz comes straight towards you and hands you her phone. "Let's exchange contacts so that we can stay in touch," she says with a shy face.

"Sure," you type out your number, and she saves it, even giving you a call so that you have her number, unaware that your Index holds a full set of information on her, not just her number.

"Don't forget to come tomorrow to the party," MJ reminds you with an annoyed face, "and take care of yourself. Don't wear yourself out after Toni's case," she adds, her annoyed expression melting into a caring one.

"Yes, don't worry," you give her a reassuring smile.

Just as they are about to press the elevator button, the door opens on its own, with two women coming from inside it, both with platinum blonde hair.

"Oh, hello. You must be Mary Jane, Luke's sister, I'm Felicia. I've always wanted to see you," Felicia greets MJ with a happy smile.

MJ looks at Felicia and then back at you. "I've seen a lot of you already," she says annoyed, and goes into the elevator while pulling Liz along, who was looking at the two beautiful women suspiciously.

"Goodbye," MJ says towards you all as the elevator door closes, and Liz also waves goodbye.

"Why is she angry at me? Did I do something wrong?" Felicia asks, looking at you confusedly.

"Who knows," you say, feigning ignorance, and go forward to properly greet them both.

"Come here, my kitty," you beckon, closing the distance between you and Felicia. Gently, you cradle her face in your hands and pull her into a deep kiss. She responds with equal fervor, her hands slipping under your shirt to caress your chest.

After indulging in the kiss, you turn your attention to the other platinum blonde, Anastasia, who was dressed in very skimpy clothes, likely Felicia's idea.

"You're looking smokin' hot," you remark, eyeing her with hunger.

Anastasia smiles happily and hugs your neck, initiating another deep kiss. As you taste her mouth, you couldn't help but notice the similar tastes between mother and daughter.

After a thorough tasting the kiss concludes and you figure out that atleast there taste are quite similar.

"We came here after hearing about Toni on the television," Felicia says, her expression worried. Your smile falters at the mention of Toni's situation.

"They're saying that Toni has gone missing during a terrorist attack on a military convoy in Afghanistan," Anastasia adds, still holding onto you.

You knew it was only a matter of time before the news outlets caught wind of the incident.

Despite your concern, you had a plan in place, which helped ease your worries. You reassured both women, informing them of what you could share, and then led them to Basement 2 for tests.

As you entered the room, Helen whispers to Jemma, "Can you see it, Jemma? He's surrounded by beautiful women. If you don't take initiative, you'll never get a chance,"

Jemma looks in the direction Helen is pointing and furrows her brow anxiously.

"Allow me to introduce Miss Anastasia Hardy, CEO of Hardy Foundation, and her daughter and my friend, Felicia Hardy," you say, introducing both groups to each other.

"Excuse me, Miss Anastasia, forgive me for saying this, but you look completely different than when I saw you last time. Is it because of Luke too?" Amara asks thoughtfully, studying Anastasia's face.

"Let me explain," you interject.

As you explain to the doctors, they're in disbelief that through your powers, you apparently de-aged Anastasia. After a series of tests, they concluded that Anastasia was in her early 20s, making her nearly 16 years younger!

Anastasia herself was pleasantly surprised, looking at you with obsessed eyes.

Afterwards, they begin testing Felicia, from whom you got your cat powers, mainly to see the differences between you two.

"I don't know how to thank you, Luke," Anastasia says quietly as you both stand outside the room while the doctors conduct tests on Felicia.

"You don't need to," you reply simply.

"But this body, my youth, you returned it all to me. When Felicia told me about it, I assumed it might be temporary, but I've really become more than a decade younger," Anastasia sighs in disbelief.

"There is another thing" She adds fidgeting a little, "I think I am a virgin again" She whispers the last part as her ears went red.

Your breathing hitched looking at Felicia's mother, as you had this overwhelming urge to deflower her right now.

Before you can say anything, Amara approaches you with a tablet in her hand.

"By comparing yours and Felicia's blood samples and genes, we were able to figure something out about your powers," Amara explains, showing you two displays side by side on her tablet.

"See, this first one is Felicia's DNA and this is her X-gene and its nucleotide sequence. The second display is yours, and as you can see, they are completely different, as they should be," Amara points out, indicating the two distinct nucleotide sequences.

At this point, others have started to gather around, and on your request, D.A.I.S.Y. displays the image on a widescreen so everyone could see.

"Now, when you use your Invisibility power, look at your gene and nucleotide sequence. It changes completely, which is fascinating in itself as it does so every time you use a power. But here is something more interesting: when you use your cat power, see the nucleotide sequence and compare it to Felicia's," Amara spoke with a hyped voice.

"It is completely the same," Jemma comments as she observes both of them.

"Yes, so your X-gene is copying her X-gene to replicate the power," Amara concludes excitedly.

Well, this didn't surprise you much because that is what you theorized should be happening.

"But someone like Colleen, who doesn't have an X-gene but is still using some kind of power, I don't know how to compare that to you. But even in that case, your X-gene is changing, so you might be replicating her power in a similar way," Amara says, lost in thought.

"Do we still have to do more tests?" Felicia asked, looking at you pitifully.

"No, I think that's enough," you declare, and Felicia smiles happily as she skips towards the elevator, ready to leave the basement. Anastasia follows behind her, giving you a meaningful look before she leaves.

As you say your goodbyes to the doctors and exit the room, someone stops you outside.

"Luke," Jemma says, looking at you with a very serious face.

"Yes, Jemma, do you need something?" you ask her with a smile.

Seeing your smile, Jemma goes blank, but you wait for her patiently.

She comes to in a second and blushes a bit. "It's just … I-I want to do this ritual with you too," she says with a determined look.

You look at her with an amused smile, taking a step closer to her. "Do you know what type of ritual it is?"

"No, but I still would like to try it," she insists, averting her eyes from you.

You close the distance between you and her reddening face. "It's possible that the ritual may turn very sex~ual," you speak sensually.

"I would still like to experience it once … for science," Jemma's entire face, and even her ears, have turned red.

"Okay then," you say with a smirk as your lips touch her ears. "But first, how about we go on a date, Hermione?" you tell her as you back away.

"A date?" Jemma looks at you in surprise.

"Yeah, this weekend. I'll pick you up at 6," you say, waving your hand as you walk away.

Jemma looks at Luke's receding back and sighs with relief, feeling happy. "A date? But what should I wear?" She starts to worry before remembering her two friends.

You didn't want to rush things with Jemma. Today, Liz's declaration made you aware that many girls need a proper process before you advance with them.