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Dimitri "Warlock" Maximoff

Beep beep beep! rang across the room as Dimitri's alarm went off announcing another day of school. It continued to go off for another minute before he was able to muster the energy to actually get out of bed. It had been a long night for Dimitri filled with insomnia and haunting memories. Taking a moment to almost growl at his alarm, Dimitri was soon off to shower and prepare for another day of school. As much as Dimitri hated it he was still a teenager who needed to finish high school if he ever wanted to get into college. Once he had finished his morning routine and gotten dressed Dimitri grabbed his bag and was off to face another day of high school life.

Dimitri preferred to walk to school as it gave him time to think and he really enjoyed having moments to himself. It was hard for him to believe he was living with mutants now, hell it was even hard for him to know he was a mutant. He sometimes wondered if it was that way for other mutants as well. More than just living with mutants, he was living with the x-men people who a short time ago he had only seen on television. Granted he had yet to participate with them in any real work he was curious what would happen if he did. With his thoughts drifting like that it wasn't long before Dimitri was standing in front of the high school he was supposed to attend. "I wonder if any of the others are here yet" he whispered to himself feeling intimidated at being at a new school especially with his history at his previous school.

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Dimitri "Warlock" Maximoff

With a sigh the young mutant Dimitri steeled his nerves as he entered the building dreading how the day might go. He was careful to avoid making eye contact with people and attempted to do his best to blend in and make it to his first class. Taking a moment Dimitri dug into his bag and pulled out his class schedule. "Alright, now lets see..." He said as he began reading the details "...my first class biology, simple enough." At that moment he noticed the room number he needed across the hall. Dimitri was quick to head for his first class and take a seat. "Whew thought I was going to get lost" He said to himself before reaching into his bag and gathering what he need for the class.

David E. Warner
A.K.A Grizzly
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David had pulled out his text book for the class. He shared the first period with Masika. He was about to start burning through the entire text book when a familiar voice hit his ears. "Hey there, Stormy," Of course it was Jake Harris. David had endured much at the hands of this punk. Keeping up with him hidden identity, David couldn't do much about it. David watched Jake with a angry eye. What David didn't realize is when he gets aggravated, his nails slowly begin to form into claws, and his eyes slowly begin to change color. David slowly began to scratch the bottom of his desk, forming a deep groove. He wanted to help.
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Ferocity / Control

James 'Logan' Howlette - Wolverine
Logan cocked his head, his eyes scanning the printout he'd gotten. Kid has some pretty impressive powers, though unless he can gain control of 'em he'll be dangerous to others, he thought. He was currently twenty miles northeast of where the other younger X-Men were at the moment, in a small suburban town. He wore a black leather jacket over black hiking boots and jeans.

James 'Logan' Howlette - Wolverine
Logan shifted his weight slightly as he went into the small store, intending to asking directions. He ignored the football players moving around as he rested one elbow on the counter, watching a kid with dark brown hair who had his teeth bared at one of the football players before the player suddenly swung at him with a jug of milk that hit the kid hard enough in the face to burst. Logan cocked his head slightly, having noticed a very slight blue flicker of light before the impact, though the kid seemed more irritated than anything as the player swung a punch at the kid that connected hard enough to bring the kid to one knee. As a couple of other players came towards the kid, Logan tensed, feeling a nonexistent breeze an instant before all four players were shoved back as if Juggernaut had punched them in the gut. He heard the kid muttering something under his breath, but couldn't quite make out what he was saying. He saw a name tag that read 'Vincent' on it before the kid spun sharply and darted down a hall. He half turned, as if nothing had happened before he grabbed a cigar, carelessly dropping a ten on the counter though the cigar was only a few bucks as he strode out the door. Kid's definitely a telekinetic, he thought as he turned around the corner of the store, lighting the cigar as he saw the kid gripping the top of one of the concrete wreck-blocker posts in both hands. His eyes widened as he saw the kid's shoulders ripple, as if gaining muscle rapidly as two of the football players charged out of the door after 'Vincent'. To his surprise, Vincent spun and simply backhanded one kid as his body seemed to ripple, growing in size and girth as one player buried a couple of short uppercuts into Vincent's abdomen which he barely noticed. The shirt ripped with a sound like a gunshot, as did the pants, which were left in ragged shorts. Ah damn.... got another Hulk... what the hell? he thought as a second pair of arms, rippling with what he realized was short orange and black fur, burst from his second and third ribs from the top. The kid had grown to a height of nearly eight feet tall and at the moment had four arms that were easily like those of a bodybuilder, though they each only had three thick fingers and were covered with short orange and black fur.

The kid, now transformed.... into something else... tilted his head, revealing reddish gold eyes before he exhaled a roar that echoed around the small shop and the surrounding trees before he drove a straight jab into the football player's face. With a loud and audible crunch, Logan heard bone break heavily as the player flew several yards back in a boneless heap. He leaped forward, driving a hard chop to the base of the transformed kid's skull. He heard the kid grunt before his form slowly reverted back to human. "God damn it, kid... we gotta get you outta here," he muttered as he hefted Vincent over his shoulder, then got back onto his bike, carefully settling the unconscious kid on the seat before he climbed on and started the engine. To his surprise, the kid jerked, waking up.