Marvel: Born in Fire!

"One more time!" I heard somebody yell as I ran down the stairs, trying to understand how exactly Skaar had managed to get a social circle while I wasn't looking. I would have expected him to eat anyone that tried to socialize with him except for Noriko, and even that was because I had declared her as an authority figure to him.

Those were my thoughts as I finally reached outside where Skaar, Noriko, a student made completely out of rocks and several others were standing around. But honestly, my attention was neither on the students or on the way they were standing. No, my attention was completely focused on the sword in Skaar's hand that was raised high. Crap!

"Skaar!" I yelled as I ran towards him and planted myself between him and the other students.

"Brother I do not know what happened, even so I am completely confident that you were in the right, but let us not be so hasty okay?!" I said as fast as I could with a smile on my face, trying to keep Skaar as calm as possible while trying to understand who was the dumbass that had angered him to the point of drawing his sword; completely ignoring the fact that my brother had been looking for an excuse to draw his weapon since the moment we landed on Earth for my own sanity.

"Hey man, what's the deal?" The student made out of rocks, that likely would have been Skaar's first victim if it wasn't for my timely intervention, asked with a confused tone as he looked down at me.

"Yeah, he was just gonna show us some tricks." A girl with Asian features said with a frown and I started to realize that maybe, just maybe, I had jumped the gun.

"What kind of tricks?" I asked, trying to ignore the last few moment and hoping that the other students would do the same.

"I'm gonna slay the moon!"

"…I'm sorry what?" I asked after Skaar said that with a tone far too chipper for the words that had just came out of his mouth.

"He's trying to cover his sword with energy and then send it flying with a slash." Noriko explained it to me and I felt a small amount of relief as I now knew what I needed to do.

"No flying slashes." I said with a pointed look which made the rock student groan.

"Come on man! What's the worst that could happen?"

"Considering the nature of the Old Power, he could very well destroy this school while also causing a seismic disaster." I said without averting my gaze from Skaar who finally put his sword back in it's sheath with a sigh.

"That sounds super cool." Rocky claimed and I decided that this guy would definitely be bad influence on Skaar. He was already destructive enough in his Hulk form without even trying, I didn't want to imagine how bad it would be if there was someone actually encouraging such destruction for shits and giggles.

"No, Kala is right Santo. We are not destroying the school just because it would be cool." Noriko said with a shake of her head. Not only solidifying her position as the smart one among the students but also giving me a proper name for the student made out of rocks.

"What is this about you guys destroying the school?" A voice came from above us, making us look up to see a man that likely has made many men question their sexuality with his looks and their faith with his wings.

"Angel!" Santo, I got his name now, cried out with a huge smile on his rocky face; happy to see the senior X-Man.

"It's Warren, I'm not exactly on duty right now." He said with a smile as he landed with a flap of his wings.

"As I said, no destroying the school." He said once more with a smile as he patted Santo on his arm.

"If we didn't get to destroy it with all the stuff we had to deal with, then you guys don't get to do it either." He say playfully and students around him laughed, even Skaar had a small smile on his face. But not me.

All I could do at the moment as I looked at one of the original X-Men was to imagine him with blue skin and metal wings. For all the shit Jean Grey had to deal with, like dying, this man here definitely had my utter sympathy. He was pretty much same as my father after all, except his split personality was genuinely evil and had came from one of the most evil mutants that had graced this planet's history; Apocalypse, En Sabah Nur.

"Are you here for a mission?" Dust, a student wearing clothing that covered her whole body except for her eyes; a burqa I think, asked with a tilt of head head. Which seemed to make the Angel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Come on, you're talking like I come back here only to get instructions for new missions." He said with a laugh that was short lived as he saw the unimpressed looks the other students were giving him. Finally, he sighed and explained.

"Scott asked me to come back but as far as I know it is not about a mission." He admitted with a sigh.

"Then it likely is about the man of Nor." I said with my arms crossed over my chest, making the students look at me.

"What? We already know that the Abomination was send here by him, and now the leader is calling for the members back. Meaning that it will be about strategies to protect this place from man of Nor or plans for a counterattack." I explained, somewhat surprised by the fact that they were surprised.

"Then mayhaps you people might need a helping hand!" A loud voice came from behind and we all turned around to see its owner, which made our eyes widen as we saw exactly who it was; none more so than Angel.

"If so then look no further! For the Lion of Olympus, Hercules himself, and his trusty sidekick Amadeus are here to lend that helping hand!" The demigod bellowed with a far smaller kid with Asian features tucked under his arm.

"Who you calling a sidekick?!" An angry Asian kid.

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