Canon Fodder

“How does this all work?” I asked Jean Grey, matching her pace as we moved down the hall. 

“What do you mean?” The red headed bombshell asked. She was wearing a tight black skirt and jacket, with glasses on to help sell the whole teacher guise. 

 

“I mean, are the men that used to be men a secret in the school?” I asked. “Professor X said that kids that graduated can try out for the team, so when do they learn about it?” 

“Those students are singled out,” Jean admitted. “Each has been at the school for years and proven they have what it takes to join the team.” 

 

In this world it was only the day after I broke into the secret hideout under the school. She wasn’t shy about her stance on me forcing my way into the testing for the group. As one of the original students of Xavier I could feel her Haki was rather upset I had threatened my way into a spot. At least she felt like it was threatened since I mentioned becoming a vigilante if I couldn’t. 

“I’ll prove I’m more than capable,” I assured with a smile. 

 

“Better hope so. The professor has assigned me to give you a college worthy academic test,” she said. “If you don’t pass, you don’t go onto the next phase.”

“Too bad I don’t have performance anxiety. I’m sure you’ll be surprised by the results,” I said. 

“I hope so. I have your old school records. You weren’t the best student,” she said. It was hard to deny it. Old me hadn’t cared much for school. 

 

“Care to make a wager?” I asked, sensing an opportunity. 

 

“Bet with a student?” She asked. 

 

“No money. How about time?” I asked. “If I pass your little tests. You have to set aside time for me to treat you to a meal. Perhaps a few hours. Preferably on a Friday or Saturday night.” She was only in her early 20s. Perfect body, and despite my hiccup with recent strong women, I couldn’t help but be drawn to potentially the strongest psychic in Marvel World. 

 

“So a date,” she said, annoyed as she squinted her eyes. “As you said, I already have a boyfriend. Besides, you’re a student.” 

“Oh, are you and Cyclops official?” I asked. “Good ole Redeye. Let me guess, first boyfriend? Holding hands about as far as you’ve gotten in the relationship. Very scandalous.” That was always a trope in the X-men comics, Scott Summers was a boy scout. I could tell by her Haki I was right. “For a psychic, you’re surprisingly easy to read. Let me take you out on a real date. Dinner, dancing, a movie, and some good old fashioned fun that goes a little further than holding hands.”

“Who the hell are you?” She asked, stopping in her tracks. Her demeanor more than specifically, I felt it for the first time. A psychic delve. Like someone’s fingers running across my brain. A shiver moved up my spine as the trespass into my psyche went deeper. It only made my smile wider. 

 

“Finally, wanting to get to know me?” I asked, picturing her in a Wonder Woman pose, without the outfit or any outfit on. “You could simply ask me what I’m thinking.”

She stepped back, a blush on her face as the psychic probe left my mind. “You are not the same person that started school here recently.”

“Let’s just say I’m more myself,” I admitted. Storing the visual image away for later. 

 

Original Weston had been more than attracted to the sexy teacher. He had blushed and stammered seeing Jean Grey the first time. Thick red hair, in her school teacher outfit, she was one of many beautiful women at the school. I was the part of old Weston that didn’t care if a woman said no. I found they were more likely to appreciate the slow burn of flirting. I found it fun, and if nothing came of it, no big deal. I’d flirted with Tsunade in Naruto world and she was a hell of a lot scarier than this PG Jean Grey. 

 

Jean frowned but turned around. “Make sure to prepare for the tests,” she said, no longer taking the bait. 

 

“What do I tell people?” I asked, running after her. “Can I say X-Men aloud?” 

“We didn’t restrict you or Kitty Pryde for a reason,” Jean said, annoyed that I was still following her. What I had said and shown disturbed her a little which was funny. Half the kids in the school probably had the same imagery of her as I did, the girls included. “We don’t want anyone else thinking kids are being tested on in the basement. If rumors of the X-Men get out, it’s not the end of the world.” 

 

I nodded. The canon I was used to, the kids at the school all knew about the X-Men. Since I was supposedly at the start of the story I guessed they were accepting that kids would learn about it eventually. 

 

“I have class,” Jean said. “You do too.” Without another word she turned into her classroom and I noticed Anne Marie down the hall. Waving to me I couldn’t help but frown. I had kind of pushed her out of my mind over the last few months. 

 

I had gotten all the Weakness Eliminators I needed. If I joined the X-Men my quest reward should be another Eliminator, perfect to give her. Once I did potentially fix her draining everyone she touched problem, I didn’t feel right continuing to date her. She would be free to do what she wanted. Like someone caged for years, she could be a new person, go back to her old life. At least I hoped she could. 

 

The crowd in the halls thinned. I walked up to her, still unsure what to do.  

 

“What’s up? Ms. Grey give you some bad news?” Anne asked. 

“Something like that,” I said. “You seen Kitty this morning?” The halls were quickly emptying as kids ran to their classes.

 

“No,” Anne said, some annoyance leaking into her. 

“What?” I asked, as we sped up to get to our own class. 

“I heard that you literally kidnapped her yesterday,” Anne said. “It was all over the dorm.” Her annoyance and anger rose. “She…didn’t come back to her room until late.” Her eyes darted to look at me then away. 

 

I exhaled, annoyed that I had been so stupid. Despite hitting on Miss Grey, I wasn’t much for cheating. I planned to be a free agent soon enough, but for now Anne and I were dating. I had to be faithful until I was ready to end it or she did, whichever happened first. 

 

“I know how it looks, but trust me. We weren’t together until late at night,” I said. “At our break I’ll tell you all about it.” 

“And I should believe you?” Anne asked. Hopeful and fearful about what I would say. 

“We can talk about it with Kitty if you want,” I said, unashamed. “Trust me. It’s not how it looks.” I felt her Haki flutter as a smile cracked on her face then disappeared. 

 

“Ok,” she said. Looking around she stood on her tippy toes and kissed my cheek cutely. Blushing, she ran off to our class quickly. I pushed my lust back as I followed after her. 

 

This was a new situation for me. The love and affection I felt for this girl were from the eyes of old me. Someone whose memories I had. Not my own, or at least I tried to differentiate that they weren’t my own. It was confusing. A part of me wanted to be on her 24/7 and would be more than happy with just her. The other part saw the feelings as a side effect of the circumstance she and I had been in. 

 

Unable to touch, relying on one another for the minor amount of affection we could manage. Many worlds, like One Punch Man, I was practically thrown women, but this was the first time a relationship was built up without the real me present. I didn’t have the opportunity to flirt or get to know Anne like I had with every other girl in these worlds. Finding someone to start and build a relationship with. I felt like I was seeing her with the rose colored glasses old me had seen her in. Longed and lusted after her because she was the only one that accepted the little comfort we could afford. 

I had to figure out what to do with her. I wasn’t against making out in a side room. Building an actual relationship? That was something that would have to wait until I figured out what I wanted in the world. 

 

Manga Hall had been easy to figure out. The stories followed a path. This story in Marvel could easily take a huge turn like Invincible had. Getting thrown into another galaxy to fight aliens was a possibility I would need to prepare for. Yes I wanted women in this world, but I wanted to build the relationship up, explain to them how I expected things to work, and if they weren’t interested, move on. With Anne, ending it prematurely would not be good. I had to put up with it for now. 

 

Trying to plan, I ran to our class and let the day continue on. Ready to end this school work as soon as possible as the classes dragged on. 

 

—

 

“How have I not heard of this before?” Anne asked. We were in one of the many study rooms. This one had a Japanese theme. Sofa and chairs a simple but sturdy design. There was a Japanese sand garden between the seats where a coffee table should have been. 

“No idea, but I wish you hadn’t talked me into it,” Kitty admitted. She sat in one of the chairs, her leg bouncing as she chewed her nail. “I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night. Why did they just let us go?” 

 

“I spoke to Miss Grey, she said they are changing their stance on the whole secret team of super heroes,” I admitted. “Guess they realized they can’t keep an underground bunker hidden forever, so if rumors start flying, they’ll accept them.” 

“Why though?” Kitty asked, still very nervous. “Why do they have this team? It doesn’t make sense to me.”

I extended my Haki out, making certain I couldn’t find any hidden listening devices or wires in the wall that shouldn’t have been there. When I was satisfied it was just us I admitted, “It’s bad out there.” The 2 girls eyed me, both sensing that whatever I was saying was serious. “I’ve done a little bit of research, and people with powers have been around for a while. You ever heard of Captain America?” 

“Of course” “Duh” The girls said. 

“How did he get famous?” I asked. 

Anne answered, “He was the strongest man in the world during World War II. Volunteered to help fight the Nazis. Helped to end the war with his team, the Invaders.” 

 

“Yeah that’s mostly bullshit,” I admitted. I wasn’t exactly sure about Captain America's background, but it was usually the same thing. “Steve Rogers was a normal person before the war started. He volunteered and was thrown into an experimental experiment called the Super Soldier Program. Because the Nazis had their own super powered soldiers, we needed the same. I’m not sure if he was the only successful case or what, but the program succeeded with him, making him a super soldier. He was probably one of the first super heroes in the world. But soon after him mutants started showing up.” 

“Who is Steve Rogers?” Kitty asked.

“Captain America,” I said, realizing that information probably wouldn’t be common knowledge until he was found again. 

“How do you know that?” Anne asked, frowning. 

 

“I just do,” I said. “Anyway, Professor X is what? 40-something? Born in the 60s or 70s? Probably one of the oldest mutants?” Except for Apocalypse of course. “Over time mutants and experiments to make super soldiers have popped randomly. When given powers you think it’s normal to use them for the good of mankind?” They nodded, I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Wrong, they are used for your own good. People are out for number 1. With that, Professor X has put it on himself to help fight those super powered bank robbers and world enders.” 

“World enders?” Anne asked, nervous. 

“Yep. You think your and my power were the worst out there?” I asked. “Can’t touch people? Hell there are mutants that could destroy the planet by accident if left unchecked.” 

 

“Which is why you thought they were holding people underground?” Kitty asked. 

 

“Kind of,” I admitted. I wouldn’t have been surprised to find a super powered jail cell in the basement. “But all we found was a group of people managed by Xavier and funded by the government. A group I plan to join.”

“What?!” Both girls asked, surprised. 

 

“How?” Anne added. 

 

“From what I gather it is usually by invitation only. I must have impressed them finding the underground lair so quickly,” I said. 

 

It was mainly due to my threats of going vigilante, and my own lack of family to be upset if I got hurt. There was literally nothing holding me at the school. I was 17 currently, and would be 18 soon enough. I could walk away if I felt like it, something Xavier didn’t want in case I caught the eye of Magneto. At least that’s what I assumed. 

 

“They admitted that kids that graduate are the only ones that usually get an invitation,” I said. “I have to take some tests, but with some luck I will be joining the team.” 

 

“So what? You’re quitting school?” Anne asked, more than a little offended. I frowned. 

“Kitty, you mind giving us a moment?” I asked. 

“What? Yes, what am I supposed to do?” She asked. “Do I keep all this secret or what?” 

“If I were you…no,” I lied. “I’d tell everyone that would listen.” I felt it was my job to let the canon happen. Let the entire world learn about the X-Men. “Why don’t you tell one or 2 people, see what happens?” 

 

“I feel like if I do that I’ll wake up with my memory erased,” she said, her leg still jumping up and down. 

 

“They would have done that already if they were worried about what you would say,” I pointed out. “Just mention underground levels in passing to one person. Then talk about a group of mutants run by the Professor in another. See what happens.”

“Fine,” Kitty said. “But if I get in trouble I am blaming it on you.”

“Deal,” I said, uncaring as she left. I locked eyes with Anne when we were alone. “I-” I was cut off as she practically launched at me. Moving to my lap I made sure my Nen was stuck inside my body as I used Zetsu, eliminatingy lifeforce leakage. Her lips were on mine instantly. Kissing me deeply as she showed me just how much she retained from the day before. 

“An-” I mumbled but she cut me off again, her tongue in my mouth I stopped fighting her. Pulling the bottom of her skirt out from under her, the beautiful girl’s panties sat on my crotch. I bucked up, feeling the heat from her pussy as she only got more into the kiss. Tabi grumbled on the rock at the center of the Japanese dry garden, but we ignored her. 

 

Long minutes turned into an hour of making out. Her body quivering over top of me as I sent in some electricity to fire this or that nerve. Making her jump and moan louder as her panties dripped juices onto the pants restraining my very erect dick. 

 

Whatever sense of not feeling anything for Anne was out the window as we continued on. She lifted her and my shirt up so we were touching more. I didn’t have much desire to think about what she was doing. Barely stopping for breath she seemed to never tire as I let her do what she wanted. Her hands gripping mine. Our abs touching. Her breasts pressing into my face or against my chest it wasn’t until someone walked by the room that we paused. 

 

I stiffened, looking to the door as I felt someone outside. She stopped, begrudgingly, all the while writhing on my front, needing to be against me as the person walked past the door and down the hall. When they were gone her lips were against mine again and we skipped yet another class. 

 

It wasn’t until our next class was about to start that she finally stopped. “What were you saying?” She asked, her cheeks blushing and dimpled as she smiled. 

“I honestly can’t remember,” I said. I was going to say I might have a way to end her problem with touching people, but I really shouldn’t be getting her hopes up. “What’s gotten into you? You’re very…handsy.”

“Sorry,” she said with a frown, pulling away. I grabbed her ass, pulling her back to me. 

 

“Don’t be. I’m trying to get on the same page,” I assured. My thoughts of ending things with her were the last thing on my mind. Her Haki radiated love. Either for me or the situation, I wasn’t sure, but my own was reflecting the feeling. 

“I don’t know,” Anne said, shyly looking away. “Just…so nice to be able to touch you.” I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me. 

 

“Anne, I am all for this,” I said. “We could…do more if you were so inclined.” My hand risked it, moving to the back of her skirt. Snaking inside I moved to the top of her panties, pulling them down slightly so I could grab her ass cheek directly. She shivered, fear leaking in, but also a lot more excitement. 

“Could we…do it?” Anne asked causing my dick to jump as more blood rushed to it. 

“Yes,” I nodded quickly.

She giggled. “Oh my god, I’ve never done any of this,” she said, blushing more. Her hands going to her cheeks she didn’t stop me from sticking my other hand into her panties. Still on her ass I sent a weak stream of electricity into her, making her feel more pleasure. 

 

Her nerves had been on the verge of cumming for a while, but she was enjoying this build up so much I didn’t see the need to cross the finish line. She moaned moving forward as she kissed me harder. Her hands on the side of my face she began to rock back and forth. 

 

I felt her pleasure only grow as she rubbed her pussy lips against my dick. Clothes between us were long ignored. Then abruptly fear began to creep into her. She still moved, but a sense of regret began to fill her. I pulled my hands out of her panties. My hands going to her face to stop her from kissing me. 

 

“What?” I asked. 

“Nothing,” she said, her lips pouting as if going in for another kiss. 

“What?” I asked more firmly. 

“Just…don’t…want you to think less of me?” She asked.

“So it’s not your fear of giving up your virginity?” I asked. 

“It’s yours too,” she pointed out. 

“True, but I’m a guy. I’m always ready to go,” I said. “Look, we don’t have to, Anne. I won’t think less of you one way or the other. I could take you right here and now if you gave me the word. Or we could keep doing this. Having fun.” I was reminded again that I really shouldn’t plan on that though. “But things are going to change once I join the X-Men.”

“How so?” she asked, worried. 

“Like I don’t know if I will keep going to classes,” I admitted. 

“What?!” She asked, angry. “Why?” 

“Because there is a reason they only let graduated kids join up,” I said. “There will be missions when classes are going on. So this whole makeout session thing during classes might only be possible this week.” 

“But…I’m going to miss you,” she said, frowning. 

I had the urge to tell her I could potentially cure her again but left it. “I’ll miss you too. Trust me, I enjoy this way more than you could know. But if you want to learn Nen, you will have to train as well. We will both have to train and get stronger.” 

“So…we can keep doing this every day until you stop being a man?” She asked, smiling wide. 

I barked a laugh. “Yep. Fine with me. Let’s keep up with the makeout sessions. Then start working on serious stuff when I lose my dick or whatever,” I said. 

“Deal,” Anne said. Leaning back toward me. “Let's skip our other classes.” 

 

“Okay,” I said, my hands moving back into her panties as she began to kiss me again. We were a grunting mess as I flipped her over and laid her on the sofa. Kissing her harder and longer as the hours quickly disappeared in one another’s embrace.