Just like that two weeks had passed, with the only constants being chats with Nezhno and getting bothered by Julian.
One thing that was unexpected though was becoming good freinds with Santo. This all started in the gym.
I was really trying to check how strong I got, and all it took was a couple sets on bench to check. I was strong I mean REALLY strong.
I'm talking skull crushing 1000 pounds strong. All it took for the freindship though, was working out at the same time and a little antagonizing to build a freindly rivalry.
A glance at his plates told me he was throwing around some serious weight. I took as a challenge to be as annoying as possible adding 1 pound more on my sets till he noticed.
That was all it took. No more words and then we began. Constant work, constant sweat we'll for me I don't know about him since he's made of rock.
We put up some serious weight. 100s getting added with each sent till one of us tuckered out.
Ashamed to admit I was the first to fall. With that the end of my first superpowered gym session came to an end.
After a firm handshake I walked out head hung low disappointed with my first loss.
Until i felt a rough gravely hand on my shoulder.
"Don't be discouraged young padawan steady your heart and come back with renewed vigor maybe you'll beat me next time". He choked out barely holding a laugh back.
I was half tempted to call him a pebble, but all i could do was let out a laugh pat him on the back and head to the showers.
Dragging my lethargic body i force myself to bed and closed my eyes.
***
At the crack of dawn I rise, wiping away the sleep from my eyes I stop.
A shudder runs through my body, I immediately head for the showers running cool water over my head. Skin falls off peice by peice some fall in one go and others in sections.
Observing my skin brings new suprises. Dark red scales grace my body with their unwanted prescence. This negative feeling disappears when they fade and it returns back to my regular skin tone.
'Thank God i'm not an actual lizard man'. This thought, however is immediately corrected when I slip on soap and fall, revealing the scales show upon any hard impact.
Even more concerning is my hands which seem to have kept the scales and retractable claws come out from my nails.
Now the real question is how to get rid of the leftover skin. This is immediately solved with turning up the heat on the shower and it began to dissolve flowing down the shower drain.
Cleaning up properly I leave my room and begin heading to my first class. Did I forget to mention that my teacher is psylocke?, for those that don't know let's just say shes one of the most beautiful women i've ever laid my eyes upon. Xavier really should be studied, in a school meant for young hormonal people he put so many attractive people in one place (me included).
Worst part is shes a psychic so she can read minds, so i'm pretty sure she's hearing everything i'm saying. To even further my concerns she gives me a dry look.
That's how I stopped using my brain for the rest of the day until I seen Neznho. Ahh Neznho my sweet Neznho another session of mental headpalming.
"Hey wanna see something cool?" I say as I show him my claws extending and retracting.
"When did this happen?" he replies still sitting in the lotus position.
"This morning, no idea why but I guess it's cool" I reply absentmindedly "Now that i think about it aren't you on a squad?, how's that been?" I ask hoping to get an insight of squad work. "Nothing of note although Storms help has been great with my meditation practices". Huh sounds completely like Neznho always meditating, he does have a good reason though since his powers will kill him if he ever uses them too much.
Words build up in my mouth ready to come up with a response. Until a certain unforgettable heat comes back, smoke billows out my nose as my chest tightens. Neznho visibly looks concerned "You ok?" as he frantically looks around for help until he spots Ice man and calls for him.
"We were talking and he became like this" as he points to me sprawled on the floor. "The f-f-flames" I squeeze out barely. Recognition graces Bobby's features as he and Neznho head towards the place that will take the least damage.
The danger room, a place I would love to visit under different circumstances. Dropping me in there I hear his voice echo in "Release it whatever you can dish out this place can take it".That was all I needed to hear as a torrent of red hot flames rush out of my mouth bathing the room in heat and fire. I keep going until I run out. Jaw going slack from the sheer strain put on my body.
Raising my head the flames surrounded me, for some reason cool to touch but hot from afar.
With the danger room putting the fire out. I stepped out with only two words coming out my mouth.
"I'm hungry".