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  Well, that was not his Biology Professor.

  That’s the first thought that runs through Thaddeus’ mind as he ehe lecture hall on Monday m and takes a seat he back like usual. Admittedly, the year has just started and Thaddeus has missed a few csses, but he’s been to enough to know that his Biology Professor was an old man named Professray.

  Professray is o be seen this m though. Instead, standing behind the rge mahogany desk at the front of the lecture hall is a beautiful woman with red hair and green eyes, dressed in professional attire that only bordered on inappropriate because of just how geous she was.

  Thaddeus isn’t the only one surprised by her appearance, he notes. Many of the others stop and take a long look at her before eventually making their way to their seats. Finally though, the red head seems to decide some arbitrary amount of time has passed and enough are here for her to make her introdus.

  “Good m, students. My name is Madelyne Pryor and I will be your Professor in Biology for the rest of the semester. Unfortunately, Professray is no longer with us, but ierest of expediend prudency, the Uy saw fit to fill his vacy sooner rather than ter.”

  “I’d much rather have you teag me biology than that stuffy old coot anyways, geous! If you know what I mean, hah!”

  Thaddeus’ palm meets his face as one of the men down in the front row fails to keep his mouth shut. They’re all adults here. College students one and all. One would THINK that would mean they’d leave the jockish, idiotic behavior behind. Thaddeus certainly had.

  Only… if it wasn’t for his mutation, the old him, ‘Chad’, might very well have made a ent just like that. Or at least ughed and high-fived the man who made it. As it is, silence falls over the lecture hall in the wake of the sexist, iive words that just spilled from that idiot’s mouth. And worst of all, he’s on the damn football team too.

  Thaddeus is just gd he’s sitting in the bad very much out of view of the guy down in the front row, otherwise he might have received an impl look to ‘back him up’. As is, in the face of the dead silend Professor Pryor’s withering stare, the jock shrinks back, ultimately hunkering down in his seat and going quiet. Thankfully.

  In the end, their new Biology Professor doesn’t deem his words worthy of a response, something the idiot should probably be grateful for. The first line was bad enough, but tag ‘if you know what I mean’ onto the end of it? EVERYONE knew what he meant, for fuck’s sake…

  Either way, Biology tinues apace from there. Altogether, even if the lecturer is far more beautiful than their previous Professor, it’s still a little b to Thaddeus. This was a General Education course after all, and he was a bit beyond this stuff at this point.

  It doesn’t really get iing until he end of css, when Professor Pryor s up her lecture and then pins them all with a surprisingly inteare.

  “Before you all leave, there is oher thing I wish to announce. While I am still formatting and structuring my sylbus in the wake of this short notice, I have decided at the very least that there will be a semester project. This project will be tered around a retively unexplored aspect of Biology, something that we’ve known about for quite some time, but only truly begun researg more retly. I speak, of course, of the X-Gene.”

  That gets everyone’s attention, not just Thaddeus’. The Professor tinues on though, undaunted.

  “I will have more informatiarding the form your projects will take in ter csses, but for now, you may begin doing your own researto the X-Gene and the new information surrounding it in order to prepare yourselves. It is not inaccurate to say that the discovery of the X-Gene and how it is with our biology has been the greatest discovery in biological sces sihe discovery of DNA itself.”

  She sweeps her eyes bad forth across all of them, but Thaddeus would swear that her gaze lingers on him specifically for the briefest of moments before she delivers a crisp, clear…

  “Dismissed.”

  He almost wants to stick around and maybe strike up a versation with the Professor after that… and maybe he would have if not for the events at the Ga on Friday Night. Nht now Thaddeus needs something a bit more… normal. That’s why, ultimately, he gets up and walks out, heading for his css.

  Up on the docket is Math… where again, the old Professor isn’t around. Instead, there’s a severe looking but also beautiful ese Ameri woman standing behind the desk who introduces herself as “Professor Shu Wong”. At this point, Thaddeus starts to get suspicious. Perhaps he should have done so with Pryor, but better te than never… as the beautiful Asian Woman starts her owure, Thaddeus reaches out telepathically to see what he glean from her mind.

  The first impressios is ‘not much’. Her mind is like a steel trap, clearly traio resist and possibly eve psychitrusion. Luckily, Thaddeus is being subtle about things. He doesn’t this caught, even as he barely es away with any information whatsoever. However, no information is in and of itself some information.

  That level of training isn’t the kind of thing a Uy Professor should be able to boast. Not without a seriously checkered past. No, more than likely… this was enemy a. Had to be. The only question was what sort of ehaddeus was dealing with here. ryor the same? He couldn’t be sure, but there did seem to be minute differences betweewo women, specifically in their lecturing.

  Madelyne Pryor had actually seemed quite ied in Biology. By parison, Shu Wong hides it extremely well, but someoh Thaddeus’ senses tell that she’s not all that ied in Math. So maybe Pryor was the real deal after all. But whoever Shu Wong really is, whoever seo ESU… they don’t have good iions. Thaddeus knows that for a fact.

  He's half-expeg the Asian woman to ask him to stay after css or something, but that doesn’t happen. Instead, the lecture ends without i… and indeed, Professor Wong doesn’t so much as gn his dire a siime either. But frankly, that just leaves Thaddeus feeling more paranoid than ever.

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  And he’s right to be too! Damn it all!

  “Greetings, everyone. My name is Ororo Munroe. In case you did not hear yet, your previous Professor wotery and decided to take a sabbatical for the rest of the year. I shall be taking their pce as your Professor of Multicultural Studies for the rest of the semester.”

  Thaddeus almost wants to turn around and walk right back out of the lecture hall wheers to find a very familiar white-haired, dark-skinned mutant standing behind the desk this time around. This wasn’t his first time meeting ‘Professor Munroe’… but it had been quite a while since he’d st seen her.

  She’d actually e with Charles Xavier ba the day to try and vince him to go to the paraplegic psychic’s institute for mutants back before Thaddeus had graduated from High School. Ultimately, Ororo, otherwise known as ‘Storm’, and Xavier had failed to vince him. Through no fault of their own, admittedly… Emma had just given Thaddeus a better offer at the end of the day.

  That had bee he’d seen of either Storm or Professor Xavier so far, but it definitely hadn’t bee he’d seen of their ‘agents’. Not that he could really pin… Laura was one of his closest lovers and while Kitty was a bit of a treacherous rat for rep on him to Xavier, it was kind of what was expected of her. Not to mention Cessily and him were as close as he and Laura in some ways.

  That said… he probably should have expected this. The only question was whether Storm’s presence was meant to be an indication of Charles not fully trusting Sage, or whether it was something else entirely.

  One way or ahaddeus is bound to found out sooner rather than ter because even as she unches into her first lecture, Storm meets his eyes after a certain point and all but projects her thoughts at him.

  Thaddeus, please stick around after css so we chat for a little bit.

  He’s tempted to blow her off… really tempted. But at least they’re being upfront about it. Hell, he probably even say with some certainty that ‘Shu Wong’, whoever she really is, is NOT from the Xavier camp given Storm’s presence. Unless it’s a double bluff, but it seems unlikely… especially when there are plenty of roups it could be instead.

  Regardless, feeling the sense of normalcy he’d been seeking through attending his college csses rapidly slipping through his fingers, Thaddeus waits for most of the others to leave before heading up to the front of the lecture hall after css is done. As he stops in front of Storm’s desk, she looks at him from the other side with a quirked lip.

  “… Been a while for us, hasn’t it Thaddeus?”

  Really? That’s how she wao py it? Thaddeus snorts dryly.

  “I’m sure we’re both very busy people, Professor Munroe.”

  The small smile drops and Stets serious, even as she nods.

  “You’re n. But I think one of us has been even busier. gratutions are in order.”

  Thaddeus blinks, fused for a moment. Was she… gratuting him on Shaw’s death? At seeing his look of incredulity, Storm crifies.

  “You’re quite young to be made a Knight of the Hellfire Club. One might even say you should be proud of su achievement.”

  Ah, now he uands. Though also…

  “One might say that. But not you.”

  Storm’s lips curl up again and she hums for a moment.

  “The deeper you let yourself get pulled into that sort of life, the harder things are going to get, Thaddeus. Most everything I’ve heard about you so far tells me that you’re a good man who’s in over his head. That is why I’m here right now… to make sure you keep your head above water.”

  Oh? At his look, Storm eborates.

  “We’re not looking to force you to do anything you don’t want to do, Thaddeus. We don’t work like that. But we’ve always known that your potential is limitless. You would know best how powerful you already are… and how powerful you might bee.”

  Thaddeus frowns as Stets a distant look in her eyes, almost like she’s reminisg about something.

  “Power… is not always a blessing, Thaddeus. Sometimes it be quite the curse, in fact. Everything Charles has built has been engiiving our kind sanctuary… and helping those of our kind with too much power master and trol it so that it does not master and trol them.”

  Looking ba, Storm smirks.

  “sider me one of your tingens. If you need my help, I’m here. Even if you just need a shoulder to cry on or someoo talk to about everything. I know you have others who you almost certainly trust more than me… but I’m here all the same, just in case.”

  This was… the strahing Thaddeus could imagine happening. Except no… while it takes him a depressingly long time, he finally sees the btant manipution for what it is. This IS a double bluff. Not utilizing the mysterious Mathematics Professor ‘Shu Wong’, but rather… utilizing Sage as Tessa.

  Storm’s presence here isn’t an indication that Charles no lorusts Sage or thinks her to be promised. Rather, Storm’s presence here is an indication that he DOES trust Sage. Sage is the undercent. Storm is the bright neon sign that is meant to pletely overshadow and wash out Sage w in the shadows against him.

  That… actually takes a lot of weight off of his shoulders. Weight that Thaddeus hadn’t even known was there. Knowing at least one of the schemes against him… and the fact that they didn’t know the key po of their scheme was on HIS side… well, that made this all rather humorous, didn’t it?

  Uo help himself, Thaddeus grins as he leans in a little suggestively.

  “Are you sure a beautiful woman like you knows what yetting into help to a man like me, Professor Munroe?”

  Far from getting offended, Storm’s eyes glitter in amusement.

  “I’m sure you have more than enough women to ‘help’ with that particur side of things, Mister Cummings.”

  Ouch, breaking out the st name. Low blow. But then, he supposed he’d started it. Still, in for a penny, in for a pound.

  “Mm. I certainly do. And I have just as many women I’m ‘helping’ in turn. You could be one of them, if you’re ied.”

  For a long, pregnant moment, Storm just stares at him. But then, much to his surprise, she shakes her head, a rueful smile pying across her lips.

  “Like I said before, Thaddeus… power be as much a curse as it be a blessing. And trary to what you might believe, there is such thing as having enough power.”

  … Had he just beeed? Had that ever happened before? Thaddeus certainly couldn’t remember a time. To be fair, Storm was letting him down rather gently. Still, damn. He… didn’t know what to say. In the end, she seems tister that and takes a seat behind her desk befiving him a nod.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow, Thaddeus.”

  Slowly nodding, he walks out of the lecture hall in a bit of a daze. Him? Turned down for sex? Was that even legal?

  Funnily enough, given that silly thought, his very css was Criminal Justice. And thankfully, wheers the room, the normal professor is sat behind his desk. A mousy sort of man named Neville ; their Criminal Justice Professor was the sort of guy who would probably get eaten alive imes out of ten in any court room he ever stepped foot in. And the tenth would be because they felt sorry for him.

  Still, those who do… do. Those who ’t, teach. Professor may not have had the stitution to be a wyer, but he was a half-det Professor so far, even if it was still early in the semester.

  Thaddeus was just gd that the man hadn’t been repced… yet. Shit, should he say something to someone? Warhat all of his Professors were in danger of being disappeared? That some already had been… ‘taken care of’?

  Sitting down with that worry running through his head, Thaddeus is barely paying attention at first as Professor rises from his chair and clears his throat.

  “A-Ahem! I have a special surprise for you all today, everyone! I know you probably love the sound of my reedy little voice…”

  Some titters of ughter at the self-deprecation.

  “… but I had an old friend and colleague reach out and express an i in delivering a series of guest lectures to my csses this semester! Needless to say, I jumped at the ce! Therefore, I want everyoo give a big warm wele to Jennifer Susan Walters, an inparable and talented wyer, good friend of mine… and oh yes, also She-Hulk of the Avengers!”

  The css erupts as Jerides out in full form, though also wearing professional clothing over her tall, robust, green body. Thaddeus, meanwhile, feels his jaw drop open in disbelief and…

  “Oh E ON!”

  It’s a moment before he realizes the excmation came from his own lips as all eyes in the lecture hall turn towards him. To be fair, it’s a very, very rare pse of self-trol for the young man…

  Still, he feel himself flushing, even as Jen crosses her arms over her chest and raises an eyebrow at him, smirking all the while.

  For fuck’s sake… you kill one shadowy criminal mutant kingpin on a Friday and by Monday suddenly it’s like the entire world wants a piece of you…

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