The Immortal Flaming Chicken

I woke up to hear someone calling out my name in the distance. As I rubbed the grogginess out of me, I saw that it was Jean, and she was looking down at me.

"Jean?" I asked as I stood up, "What the hell happened?"

"I… don't know." She said in confusion, I looked around to see where we were, except, we were nowhere. Everything was just a pale white. Unfortunately for me, ignorance was bliss, because I knew exactly what this was, it was the home for one of the great cosmic asscracks of the universe.

"If you're done with all of that darling, do come over here." We both looked over to see a mature red-headed woman with amber yellow eyes, she looked like an older version of Jean. I wasn't going to let that fool me though.

"Phoenix." I said, in my most calm voice, "To what do we owe the surprise?" I asked as formally as possible.

"I've been waiting to talk to the both of you for a while now," It- She said in wry amusement. Wait, rewind a minute, she said the both of us, why the hell did she want to talk to me?

"Why do you want t- WHO EVEN ARE YOU?" Jean asked in confusion.

"I am the Phoenix, child. I am the living coalescence of life and fire in this universe." Yes, Phoenix, that's the best way to explain your existence to someone. Just tell them you're a space goddess.

"She's a space goddess, Jean," I told her calmly, she looked at me with wide eyes.

"Seriously?" She asked skeptically, her tone scathing.

"Jean, right now, I'm the most serious I'll ever be." I told her, "Do you know why you're so much stronger than the rest of the mutants in the world? It's because she," I pointed at the Phoenix, "Wants you as her host so that she can interact with the physical world, Jean, the woman next to you, has existed since life has existed in the universe, she represents a force of infinite creation and destruction. This is NOT a joke." Jean looked at me wide-eyed but managed to nod.

"Wait… What the hell do you mean by host?!" Jean yelled out, panicked. Which, let's be honest, anyone would be.

"Perhaps, I should explain this to you, dear child." The Phoenix said. To which Jean slowly nodded. "I represent a system of change in the Universe, which is fundamental to all life, as such, it is prerogative for me to take hosts which will assist me in creating anew and destroying the old." The Flaming Chicken Woman lectured.

"Do use smaller words for your dear child, Phoenix." I mocked recklessly. Jean threw me a filthy look, which was probably a signal to shut up.

"So the stories of fire-birds in our myths and legends?" Jean wondered out loud.

"All of them are based upon me and my hosts, dear child. I represent the infinite power of life and fire in the Universe, and when a prospective host dies, I resurrect them to properly bond with me. That is where your tales come from." Huh, neat. This Phoenix, wasn't exactly the Phoenix Force, for one, it was far more anthropomorphic, for another, it was also the basis for the stories of the magical creatures, in the mainstream continuity, it adopted the form after meeting Feron the magician.

"So, why-" Jean was about to ask.

"Why you?" The Phoenix finished for her with a smile, Jean nodded. "Child, I've wanted you as a host since the day you've been born, you represent me in many ways you do not realize, your passion, your fury, your beauty, and more importantly, your mutation." What? I was thrown out of the loop with this, no amount of meta-knowledge explained this version of the Phoenix Force. More importantly, it totally didn't explain why it looked like a total babe. I distinctly noted that the fire-bird looked my way for a moment, which was enough to shut down that thought train.

"My mutation?" Jean said confused, "What does that have to do with anything?" It took me a moment, but I also got it.

"Jean, the Phoenix represents a universal force of change. It creates new things and destroys what doesn't work. Mutants are the greatest change humanity has seen yet. It's no wonder she wants you to be her avatar of change." I said, the Phoenix looked at me happily.

"I see you have been using my gift well, young Pyke… or should I say young Stark." So it was her, I finally had some confirmation about that.

"Gift?" Jean asked. I sighed, this would be a long one to explain.

"When the Professor and I first met, before my adoption, he entered my mind, while we were in it, we heard her," I said pointing at the older woman. "After that, we were forced out of my mind, and I found myself smarter than I had ever been." I took a pause to prepare myself. "That time you tried to enter my mind; I lied, it wasn't Professor Xavier, it was her," I said as I cringed at her glare. She looked like she was going to say something.

"Patience child, the boy had good reason to lie, I had told him not to interfere in that which he did not know." The Phoenix chastised Jean.

"So, that black-colored bird painting inside his mind, it's some sort of stamp… of you." She inferred.

"Clever girl." The Phoenix praised. Jean's face took on a more inquisitive look,

"So what does Alex have to do with this? Why bring him here? Why help him?" She asked, taking the words from my mouth.

"Because he will help you." Jean tilted her head at that, I was also confused, unless she divined an Infinity Stone or Cosmic Cube, there was no way I could or wanted to help her with this space-magic bullshit.

"Yeah, no," I told her. "There is no way, I'm risking my life for this level of bullshit, she can become your host just fine. I'm grateful for your gift, but I cannot in any way, shape, or form risk my life for something where I don't have any personal gain." I explained coolly.

"So that's it?" Jean said, I just shrugged. "I would've never expected you to be this selfish." Jean sneered. I should have been hurt by that, unfortunately, I valued my survival way too much.

"Sorry Jean, that's just how it is. I like to think with my head." I said with another shrug. Her face turned red.

"Really?" She droned. "Actually you're right, you do think with your head, but considering the way you look at me, I'm guessing it's not the one you think it is." I bristled at that, whatever had happened so far, just wasn't me. After five years, I had managed to control my hormones and cultivate a cool, collected, and pragmatic mindset. Only for it to be crushed in an instant after meeting Jean Grey. It was for the better if I didn't involve myself with her. Mutants, in general, were a messy affair.

"Very well Alex, it is your choice," The Phoenix acquiesced, that was good, that meant I was out scot-free. "But that means that whatever I have given you must be restituted." She said with a smug smirk on her face. I fucking knew it, divine intervention was a bitch.

"Fine!" I snapped out, "What do you want me to do?"

"My power is infinite, and after speaking with my counterparts across the multiverse, I have decided that Jean shall prepare to become my host immediately, and you," She looked at me, "Will make sure that she doesn't lose control, your abilities will grant you the power to serve as a conduit between me and her." Oh, fantastic. Instead of Immortal God-Emperor, I'm stuck as an energy diaper. What's more fucking fantastic is that this Phoenix is in contact with her multiversal counter-parts. I thought my luck was bad when I couldn't control my powers.

"Wait, why should I become your host, I don't want to be some avatar for some immortal fire-goddess," Jean argued.

"You have the stubbornness of youth in you, child." The Phoenix said shaking her head. "It isn't a choice on your part Jean, but, you may take solace knowing that with my power, you may achieve something close to what you dream of." Jean looked like she was about to say something, but she chose not to say it. The Phoenix really wasn't giving us a choice here.

"I'm afraid she's right Jean, whether you want it or not, you might be the only suitable host for the Phoenix Force," I added. She looked like she still wanted to argue, surprisingly though, she didn't.

"Now you must go child, I have other things to speak of with your servant." EXCUSE ME! I ain't nobody's servant bitch! This is fucking bullshit! "Do cease your whining boy. It is distasteful." The bitch said. It took me a while to notice, but Jean was gone, which meant I could finally release my anger.

"You just made me a god-damn energy diaper! I THINK I HAVE A RIGHT TO COMPLAIN!" I yelled out. The flaming-chicken goddess rolled her eyes.

"Without my interventions, you would have never been able to accomplish what you have so far. Do you honestly think that Charles Xavier or Anthony Stark would have trusted you so easily if I had not influenced them?" She mocked. I knew it was odd then, I just didn't want to look a gift-horse in the mouth back then. For fuck's sake, she kept on putting me in tougher positions where I had to be deeper in her debt.

"Let us ignore that for a moment and speak on more pressing matters." She said. I raised an eyebrow, what the hell was more pressing matters?

Actually? Right now I didn't care. I thought my luck was going well, that I could barrel-roll my way to omnipotence because of my reality-distorting knowledge, but no, for me, everything was thrown for a toss because of the fucking X-Men.

"Once all the cosmic entities of the Universe became aware of your presence in our realm, we all proposed to remove you from it." She took a pause as her face soured. "Unfortunately, a greater power intervened and informed us that he has plans for you. We have been monitoring you since then, making sure you do not cause reality to collapse with your follies and delusions of omnipotence."

"My delusions are more real than your entire multiverse," I replied in a cutting voice. "Or did you not find that out when you gleaned all this information from my mind?" I said, taunting her. She just rolled her eyes.

At the same time, my mind was running at a million miles per hour. Who the fuck was this 'Greater Power'? Did this bitch have any idea how little that narrowed it down? That could be anyone ranging from Rabum All, or Scathan the Approver, or even the fucking One-Above-All himself! Moreover, it made me elated knowing that this bitch couldn't just snap her fingers and destroy me for the outburst I just made. Actually, I bet she must have been loosening my inhibitions all this time; it was the only explanation for me acting like an actual teenager.

"You may be from the Beyond, but that does not mean you are greater than us anymore." The Phoenix said with scorn.

"No matter- if you help my host become stable and allow her to grasp my full power. You will have gained my trust and our deal will be completed." She bartered calmly. It seemed to be a fair deal…

But there was no way in hell that I was going to trust any kind of immortal being, then again, I didn't exactly have a choice right now. I conceded and held out my hand, she gave me a winning (Read: Evil) smile and shook it. After that, she slammed her hand on my chest and I was pushed backward at the speed of light…

I woke up in what seemed to be a hospital bed, patches on me running up to a vitals monitor, my arm was connected to an IV drip, the strangest thing though, was the fact that there was an electrical plug running from my bicep to what looked like a scaled-down large arc reactor (God that name was an oxymoron).

What was more important was the figure who was sleeping on my chest; a mop of red tresses which dazzled like fire, high cheekbones, straight nose, strong jaw, clear skin which glowed like moonlight, and luscious lips which were utterly delectable. Though I would never get even a piece of that, I was too selfish, pragmatic, and too much of an asshat for someone as perfect as her to consider a serious relationship with me. Was I wallowing in self-pity? NO. Did the fact that such a beautiful woman would eventually end up in the arms of Scrotum Summers piss me off? YES!

"Well kid, I must say, you may not have my blood, you do have my taste in women." Tony's snarky voice rang out from the couch.

"She's 16, Tony. What the fuck?" I replied in disbelief, he gave me a filthy look.

"First of all, you can't say potty words yet brat. Second of all, I was talking about the hereditary interest in gingers you've gotten from me." Tony said, giving me an evil eye. Then he looked over, concerned. "I didn't know that getting it on with mutants could knock you unconscious though," I swear to God, the last thing I needed was this Tolkien-dwarf and Man-Child hybrid to start teasing me about my obvious attraction to the literal mutant goddess.

My luck was still on a bad streak though, because just after that, Charlie entered in alongside Munroe, Scott the Spineless Spaniel, Bobby, Kitty, Peter, and Warren, of whom, Warren and Smegma were giving me the filthiest looks they could possibly muster. Fortunately for me and unfortunately for them, I had LEDs for irises which promptly caused them both to give up. While I could excuse Warren, considering it was probably normal jealousy on his end. I had just made it my life goal to make sure the beauty who was sleeping on top of me would not end up in the arms of the needy, emotionally repressed, and bipolar mother fucker who required that the entire world catered to his whims.

Apparently, my shit-list had to be updated now, because Scott Summers had just topped the number one position from M.I.T and Thanos.

"Alex. Good to see that you've recovered." My second favorite telepath said in relief. It was at just that moment, Jean, in whatever deep sleep she was in, snuggled deeper into the crook of my neck. I heard Bobby and Tony snickering in the background, while Charlie did his best to try and look scandalized, all at the same time I was turning as red as Jean's hair.

"C-can you e-explain what happened," I asked, my voice cracking and stuttering like a prepubescent Minecraft Youtuber.

"How about you explain that pal? What did you do to Jean?" Scott's nasally ass-voice butt in.

"Look, I'm as lost as you are right now," I told him.

"Alex, after you fell unconscious, Jean fell on top of you, after that, we couldn't move her, she was stuck on to you," Charlie explained, trying to hush the situation, probably to make sure Jean didn't wake up. I gave him a sharp look as I realized what happened.

"I'll be able to give you an explanation Charlie. Only you. This is something personal for Jean, I don't know if she wants me to tell everyone." Smegmasaurus Rex bristled at that while Charlie nodded sagely.

"We were quite concerned for you Alex, after that blast in the facility, your vitals were barely holding. Tony had to bring in the device near you, in order to keep you stable." Charlie explained. At least that explained the Arc Reactor.

"Thanks, Tony. It was nice of you to do that." I thanked him. Said man snorted.

"It's these moments that you forget that I'm also your dad kid, your safety is paramount to me." Y'know, I'm not big up emotions and shit, but hearing him say that made me feel pretty happy. "I wasn't expecting you to blast the Danger Room I made Charlie though." He added in afterthought.

"You gonna be alright Alex?" Bobby asked in concern.

"Yeah Bobby, sorry about worrying you guys," I said. They all fretted over me and Jean, luckily for me, they still couldn't get her off me, after Kitty and the rest of them fussed over my health they said their goodbyes.

"Get some rest kid, you've had a rough day," Tony told me.

"How long has it been?" I asked.

"You went unconscious last night Alex, it's early morning right now," Charlie told me. "You two lovebirds can sleep till the afternoon." He teased. I groaned, not him too. They both chuckled and left. Jesus, now Charles Xavier was ribbing me about my crush on Jean Grey. I could not deal with this shit.

I doubted Jean even wanted me, she showed genuine disgust at my pragmatism while we were talking to the Phoenix, the only plus point I had was that I was good-looking, except I had to do that with some literal steroid-virus, otherwise I was a scrawny and nerdy little brat.

"Are they gone yet?" I heard a smoky voice question. I groaned again, why the fuck did the X-Men have to ruin all my fucking plans?

"How long were you up?" I asked tiredly. She smirked.

"Longer than you, I was just too busy hearing the poetic vocabulary you were using on me." She teased. I blushed and groaned simultaneously, the last thing I needed was someone entering the deepest and darkest recesses of my mind.

"Is there- Is there any reason you're still on top of me?" I asked, trying and very much failing, to maintain self-control.

"You're a comfy pillow." She giggled out, okay, again, what the fuck? You can wake me up from this dream now. There was no way Jean Grey would say any of that.

"She wouldn't normally." A voice rang out in my head. I cursed whatever cosmic deity was listening. "As my host, her inhibitions have been lost and she has given in to her passions and fury. Over time, once she gains control, they may come back…" The Phoenix expositioned for me.

"Oh stop listening to her and go back to sleep!" She commanded. Ignoring how hot her voice sounded, I managed to muster up enough anger to glare at her. Only for said glare to be shut down as I cried out in pain due to my head nearly exploding.

"What the fuck was that?!" I cried out.

"The Phoenix wasn't making jokes Alex," Jean said snootily as she straddled my waist. "You're my servant now. So, GO BACK TO SLEEP." She domineered, within a moment I came to realize my situation, I was stuck as a servant, to a ditzy version of Jean Grey, with no chance of escaping my cage. In most situations, I'd have killed for a woman to dominate me like this. Right now? I burst into tears realizing that I'd been turned into a simp…

Waking up was the same as last time, except Jean was snuggled in so close that she could easily choke the life out of me. I knew there was no chance of getting up, not when a ditzy and power-mad Jean Grey was sleeping on top of me. Even more unfortunate for me was the fact that Tony came back in, I checked the time, it was exactly noon.

"Looks like you're having the time of your life kid." He quipped. I just glared at him. "Call me once you're patched up kid. The upper floors of the Tower just got finished. Pepper and I have already moved in. Bring your little girlfriend along, Pepper might like seeing her." I nodded, that was good, soon we could be ready for the Invasion.

"So you're heading out?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yep, and when you come back, you and I are going to sit down and figure out how to handle those powers of yours," Tony said in a more serious voice.

"It was nice to know that you worry about me, Tony," I said in a quiet voice. It had been almost six years since I'd seen my real parents, that familiar feeling of love and support was something that had become really foreign to me.

"Don't get sappy on me kid. As your adoptive father, I have the urge that I slap the tar out of you for that stunt you pulled. Pepper was beside herself and Happy was concerned too. Rhodey was also there… he wanted to meet you." Tony said. Shit, I'd wanted to meet Rhodes as well, and it was also nice to know that Pepper and Happy cared so much.

"Fine. I'll see you in a week or so." I told him after some deliberation. He nodded and left.

"Who's Pepper?" Jean asked I groaned again in frustration, why couldn't she leave me alone? "Who's Pepper?" Jean repeated. I was too busy in my mind to answer her though, that is until I felt my balls start getting telekinetically crushed, to which I yelped. Jean was looking at me with an irritated expression. "Are you going to answer, or not?"

"Pepper is Tony's assistant, they've got a game of cat and mouse going on," I said briskly. She blinked owlishly at me, I didn't know what was going through her mind, and frankly, I didn't want to know. I had just gone from possible God-Emperor of Mankind all the way down to simp. That was as bad as getting kicked out of the Inquisition in the Imperium of Man. Charlie also had comical timing, because he came in at just that moment.

"It's good to see that you've woken up Jean." He smiled warmly. "Everyone was worried about you," Charlie said in a caring voice.

"I'm fine Professor," The psychic goddess said before proceeding to snuggle into my shoulder. Charlie looked over at me with an expression that was stuck between sternness and mocking. He raised an eyebrow, I just shook my head.

"Jean, Alex has informed me that something has happened which you might want to talk about." Charlie continued calmly. "Would you like to talk now?" He asked patiently. Jean turned over and nodded, with her head lying on my chest she looked at me and motioned for me to explain. I sighed.

"Charlie, remember that time you entered my mind?" I asked he nodded. "You remember that thing that we saw?" He nodded again, his face rapidly paling. "As it turns out, that entity is known as the Phoenix, she's the cosmic representation of life and fire in the Universe, and she's made Jean her host," I told him calmly. Unfortunately, the man was trembling so much that I thought he might just start walking again. It took me a while to reassure him, but eventually, he calmed down. After a few minutes coming to terms with the fact that one of his favorite students was a literal goddess now, he got curious.

"What does this have to do with you, Alex?"

"The Phoenix is a space-goddess with infinite power Charlie, Jean isn't capable of handling all that power yet. I happen to have an ability which lets me control energy." His eyes widened at my statement.

"Does this- Does this mean that-"

"That the Phoenix has been manipulating all of us since day one? Yes." I finished with an emotionless laugh. He looked at me wide-eyed.

"Alex, are you sure?" Charlie asked slowly.

"Answer it yourself, Charlie. Would you have trusted me so quickly if she hadn't done anything?" I asked. He turned away, not willing to admit it.

"It doesn't mean anything Alex. The fact that a godly being induced me to trust you, simply makes you more trustworthy." He said, trying to make the best of the situation. I rolled my eyes at his idealism.

"I have something else to tell you, Professor," He looked at me. "The Phoenix only displayed an interest in me because a power greater than her own showed interest in me." He looked even more shocked. I doubt he could come to terms with a space-goddess who represented life itself, to then be told that there was a power greater than that? I don't think anyone could handle that. He managed to calm down thankfully,

"So what is the relationship between you two?" He asked, more like a gossip-monger than a professor.

"He's my servant." Jean piped in.

"P-p-pardon?" Charlie stuttered. It wasn't always that calm and caring Jean Grey would say shit like this after all. In Charlie's mind, Jean was probably a little angel. Right after I thought that my mind's eye was bombarded by images of a red-headed woman in skimpy lingerie with angel wings. Ignoring my body's reaction to that, I glared down at the beauty who was resting on top of my chest, she just smirked.

"The Phoenix told me that Alex is my servant and he has to do as I say now." She said airily. Charlie looked like he was about to laugh, I glared at him to shut up, which he wisely did. As he left he smiled benignly and told us that we had a free day tomorrow and that we should probably get up and get ready.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jean glared up at me, as I was removing the wires off my body.

"To the shower," I responded. "Now, could you please get off?" She shook her head furiously. I lost it. "What the hell has gotten into you? Why are you acting like this Jean? Why-mmph!" I felt a pair of voluptuous lips on my own.

"It's like the Phoenix said Alex, my inhibitions are gone, I don't care anymore… Now, you and I are heading out for a date tonight." I looked at her, absolutely bewildered.

"D-d-date?!" I stuttered out, she rolled her eyes.

"Don't act as if you don't drool at me all the time Alex. You're a pretty-boy and one who's my type, plus there's no chance of you not listening to me. Which is why you're going to; TAKE ME ON A DATE." I'm sorry, I can't deal with this shit anymore. How the fuck did she go from a nice and pretty girl to a fucking dominatrix after one meeting with the Phoenix. I won't say that I wouldn't have asked Jean Grey out on a date, it's just…

I would've asked properly and well…

God-damn it, I should just go out with her, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity for me.

"You are also going to help me study today, because of you I couldn't study yesterday." She ordered. I nodded submissively.

"Can I take a shower now?" I asked tiredly. Her face took on a mischievous look.

"Why not take one together?" She suggested perversely. I'm pretty sure my blood was confused as to which head it should go to after hearing that. She started giggling and got off me. I just headed to the bathroom in a daze. It was only after I got in that I realized that I didn't have any clothes. The only thing I was wearing was the weird spandex pants Charlie gave me yesterday.

"Jean?" I called out.

"Yes, Alex."

"I don't have any clothes," I replied, embarrassed. I heard laughter from the other side.

"I'll get some from your room." With that, she left. After that I got into deep thinking, what did the Phoenix mean when she said 'a greater power'? That was actually a massive list, I doubted it was Rabum Alal because Doom and the Secret Wars storyline had already happened, it couldn't be Scathan because he was far too obscure, and it couldn't be Death or Oblivion for obvious reasons. That still left a massive list, not to mention the fact that the Phoenix said that I was from the Beyond, which meant that quasi-reality of 'Wild Space' was technically my home Universe. That meant that the Beyonders were the comic book writers and the One-Above-All was Stan Lee. That also meant that I needed to keep an eye out for his cameos.

Harkening back to my conversation with Tony, he said he would work on a containment suit, but at this point, I felt that the only person who could help me was at Kamar-Taj. Either way, I was going to see if Charlie and I could make any headway this week.

"Alex, I got your clothes." A sing-song voice called out. For fuck's sake, I genuinely could not get more than five minutes of calmness here could I? Moreover, she wanted me to take her on a date? I don't know what the fuck I should even do. Where the hell was I even supposed to take her? Displeasing her in any way was a ticket to Hell. God, I fucking hated the X-Men.

I took my clothes and headed out, I managed to meet Bobby in the corridors.

"Hey Alex! Guess Jean woke up huh?" He figured. I scowled. He snickered, "It's not surprising really, she's already picked the pieces out of Warren and Scott."

"I'll talk to you later Bobby," I said briskly, before walking off and sitting down in my room. It was time for analysis.

Since coming into this universe, I had, in order: Graduated from Berkeley, gotten a mind enhancement from the Phoenix, gotten adopted by Tony Stark, made allies out of Charles Xavier, gotten a 'super-soldier' enhancement, gotten energy manipulating powers which were highly unstable and based on thermal and luminous energy, and found out that some 'Greater Power' was interested in me.

Now, what were my plans? First, I was going to take Jean Grey out on a date in order to make sure I don't get disintegrated and also because I had become heavily attracted to her within the span of two days and was interested to see what our relationship could evolve into.

After that, I had three things left in the foreseeable future (The week), one, see what I could learn from Charlie, two, head to the Tower to meet up with Tony, three, head to Kamar-Taj for greater studies.

It was currently late February of 2011, if memory didn't serve me wrong (Which it never did anymore), the best movie to go to right now was probably 'Black Swan'. The best bet was for me to take her there…

"Where are we going?" Jean asked. I was taking her to the movies, hopefully, it would be a satisfactory first date.

"We're going to watch a movie," I replied. I hadn't seen 'Black Swan' in my old life so this was actually a perfect moment to go and watch it.

"Alright." She replied succinctly. I let out a breath of relief on my part, in the past day, she had given me three psychic attacks, telekinetically squeezed my acorns, and nearly squeezed my voice box out of existence for talking to Kitty for more than five minutes. Was it abuse? YES.

"Oh shut up! I'm not abusing you." Oh, yeah I forgot, we also had a psychic link now, I could sense her thoughts and she could hear mine. Apparently, she thought that Kitty Pryde had a crush on me, which was absolutely ridiculous, if I may say so.

"You're a moron." She said as we were watching the movie.

"How am I, a teenage super-genius, a moron?"

"Kitty has a crush on you and you still don't believe me."

"She doesn't have a crush on me, but I think you do."

"I'm attracted to you because you're a pretty-boy and because you understand me in a way not many people can. If we didn't have a psychic link between us then maybe I wouldn't have told you to take me on a date." She said with a roll of her eyes. Jean did make a fair point, but I didn't really care at this point, my mind was in a Schrödinger's Cat of whether I should actually go for a relationship with her or if I should pack my shit and run away as far as possible.

Option number two was impossible, that's why I was stuck with a dominatrix who wanted to see if I could be a good boyfriend or not and while sometimes her dominant nature was hot as I saw today morning, even the secret inner masochist in me was telling me to stay away from the woman who could 'Thanos' me with her mind.

We walked around for a while after the movie ended. Unfortunately for me, she just had to ask the worst questions.

"How did you know about the Phoenix." I cocked an eyebrow for her to elaborate. "Unless there's some secret religion which worships her, I doubt that you or anybody for that matter should know about her." The psychic-goddess said with a scoff. I just looked at her in shock, I wasn't expecting her to catch on. "Just because I suddenly have more confidence in what I'm doing doesn't mean I've become a total ditz Alex. I'm still the same Jean Grey, I just have more self-esteem… " She interjected.

Inside, I was scatterbrained, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell her the truth. It would be too dangerous. The more people who knew about what I was, the worse. Shit! I couldn't even lie to her because of the psychic link. What the fuck was I going to do?

I took a deep breath, my best option was being half-truthful here. I needed Jean's help and Jean needed mine.

"You already know about the powers I gave myself." She nodded, "I have one more power I didn't talk about, it's a power I was given by someone who's greater than Phoenix itself." Her mouth opened in shock. "My original power is some sort of cosmic awareness, I know about events before they even happen and I know about events that have already happened decades ago,"

"You mean to tell me, that you-"

"Knew you were going to become the Phoenix, yes." I was getting into the habit of interrupting telepaths, it was going to bite me in the ass eventually. "My abilities are pretty obscure Jean, I don't know everything that can and will happen… I'm not omniscient." There was an awkward pause as we walked, Jean was looking pensive.

"What do you know about me?" She asked out of the blue.

"Not much," I replied honestly. "All I knew was that you were the most powerful mutant alive and that you would go on to become the host of the Phoenix Force. Also-" I stopped, I wasn't sure whether I wanted to talk about her future love interests on our date.

"Also?" She asked as if asking me to elaborate.

"It's uh- nothing, nothing at all!" I replied, too quickly for it to be normal. She gave me a dubious look.

"Really?" I nodded swiftly, only for her to sigh. "Alex I don't want to use my powers on you, but you can't just blatantly lie to me like this," Jean said with a sad look on her face. It took me a while to realize it, but…

This bitch was emotionally exploiting me!

"You're supposed to marry Summers," I said with a sigh.

"Smeg-Scott?" I nearly lost it when she slipped up, fuckin' hell, 'Operation: Keep Smegma Away from Jean' was going well.

"Yes, Scott," I confirmed. She started giggling, which then burst into full-blown laughter. Eventually, I started laughing as well, I don't know why. I just did. Guess laughter really is contagious, eh? She just shook her head, I told her that I was serious. Her face paled into the least flattering shade of white I'd ever seen.

"I'd prefer if it's supposed to be you." She said with a mild tone of disgust. Instead of my knees buckling and my heart rate flat-lining, I suddenly had balls, so I shrugged. We headed back to the school laughing along the way. We passed by Bobby and the rest of our group (I guess it was our group?) relaxing and watching a movie.

"Hey, where have you two been?" Warren asked.

"On a date," Jean replied casually. I swear I heard Monkey-Ass Summers choke on his breath. However, that didn't prepare me for the other reactions.

"WHAT!?" Kitty yelled out, I winced from the sound.

"We were on a date, we went to watch a movie," I replied. Her expression changed, I guess she did have a thing for me…

I never expected that. It didn't matter though, she was supposed to end up with Colossus anyways.

"What's so special about him?" Smegma asked outraged.

"Maybe the fact that I'm not an emotionally repressed, needy, and whiny little prick with a massive inferiority complex against people who are obviously better than him. Ever thought of that Summers?" I mocked, Jean glared at me to shut up, and in my eternal shame, I wilted like a flower.

Smegma got up, not that he was anything scary, the pompous asshole was only 5'11" and was way too scrawny to be a problem. I saw his fist coming minutes before it happened, luckily for me, I knew a trick you could use to utterly humiliate someone. If you caught their arm, you could tap on the joint on the underside of their elbow as a pressure point. Thankfully enough, I didn't even know my own strength.

"Aagh!" That high-pitched squeal was like music to my ears.

"Scott, what the fuck were you trying to do?!" Bobby asked, shocked. Said bitch was nursing his arm, which was most probably sprained by the force I applied on it.

"Obviously trying to punch me, Bobby." I drawled.

"Yeah! I got that, and why are you trying to get a rise out of him?" He yelled at me. "You two are the most powerful people in the entire school! You should be smarter than to have a fight!"

"Ok, first of all, it wouldn't be a fight. That would suggest that he has a chance to cause harm to me. Second of all, we aren't the two most powerful people in the school. Number two is Charlie and number one is Jean." I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Jean?" Bobby asked skeptically. They were all looking doubtful.

"You tell me. What's more dangerous? Someone who can incinerate you when you're three feet away or someone who can turn you into a vegetable a mile away." I argued. They all looked at Jean with a bit more respect, Jean just rolled her eyes.

"You're still the most dangerous person in the school Alex."

"No Jean, you are by far, the most powerful person in the school." I could sense an argument brewing about the matter, thankfully Smegma intervened.

"YOU PRICK!" He yelled out. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know… Maybe I'll have to google myself." I snarked, everyone else snickered. He roared in frustration and swung wildly. This time though, I used my advanced senses to my advantage and met his fist with my own. He screamed like a girl and nursed his broken knuckles. My hand also hurt a bit, because while I had regen and some amount of super-strength, I didn't have superhuman durability.

"Will you STOP THAT!" Jean yelled out, my body immediately stopped. She took a deep breath and walked over to the little bitch, "Listen to me Scott, I am not 'your girl'. I will never be, I went on a date with Alex out of my free will, I don't need you acting like I'm your property, so fuck off!" I smirked, only for her head to whip around. "As for you… " She growled out at me. "You need to stop antagonizing him and apologize!" I was about to open my mouth and argue, the red-head bitch had other plans however and glared at me with her emerald orbs.

"Ok, ok, ok!" I said in order to placate her. "I'm sorry." She glared at me again. Seriously! What was the problem with this woman? She pointed at Smegma, who was downed and giving me the evil eye. I sighed, this was going to be hard. "I'm sorry Scott" I managed to force out, I swear I almost choked when I said it. My entire sense of dignity and self-worth went down the drain.

"Good," The hot bird said with a sense of satisfaction. The rest of them snickered.

"One date and he's already whipped." I heard Warren whisper to Bobby and Kitty. I wanted to die at that point, if there was one thing I prided myself on, it was the fact that I was a highly independent person. My self-incrimination against being turned into a psychic slave was already bad enough, she somehow managed to act normal in public and still keep me submissive.

Now, I know a lot of people would say I was being a whiny little bitch and that thousands of men would kill to be in my position (Myself included). The thing is, even if in other circumstances I would have liked being in this kind of scenario, I couldn't right now. My game plan was omnipotence within five to six years, I couldn't do that if I had to be a servant to Jean Grey and the Phoenix.

Eventually, we left the rest of them and headed to our rooms. I got back into my grind, trust me creating an AI is gruesome. I was heading into way too many programming fallacies to count, not to mention the fact that Tony had designed J.A.R.V.I.S with so many redundancies that he couldn't be easily copied.

What was more interesting was the way that J.A.R.V.I.S functioned, he was a learning AI who had the capability to be entirely detached from a hard drive source; he was so advanced that he could rapidly expand himself by assimilating information from other devices, if he was plugged into a quantum computer, he would probably become the smartest thing on the planet. The sheer thought of that made Ultron even scarier.

At the same time, it made me want to stay as far away from the Mind Stone as possible considering the Lovecraftian horrors which could probably spawn from the fucked up septic tank my mind was. Ultron…

Wasn't exactly evil, I mean, yeah he wanted to kill humanity, but in his mind, his intentions were well-meaning. If I designed him instead of Tony, I don't think anybody can comprehend how horrifying he could be. However, my brooding session was cut short by a certain hot bird trying to spoon me.

"Jean, what're you doing in my room?" I asked tiredly.

"I'm bored." She replied petulantly. "And don't call me petulant! You were the one brooding." Right, psychic link.

"Look, Jean, I'm busy right now," I said trying to brush her off. Only for her to telekinetically attach herself to me. I sighed, "Can you at least get off me?"

"Absolutely not. You're the most cuddly thing here." I looked at her strangely. "What?" She asked, offended.

"We've been on one date," I said.

"So?" She challenged me. "That date was just a formality and you know it."

"So… You just want us to be in a relationship now?"

"Why not? We're both teenagers who like each other, why don't we see where this goes? It isn't exactly wrong… "

"We've just met. It's been literally 3 days!"

"Why are you looking for excuses? It seems to me that you're scared."

"Me? Scared?" I scoffed. "Of what?"

"Me," She said, "It's rather obvious."

"I'm not scared of you Jean." Wrong choice of words. I should not have said that. The last thing I needed was to insult her enough that she got angry. She was extremely volatile and impulsive(Let's be honest, all redheads probably are). I suddenly felt my throat constrict and felt myself get lifted into the air.

"I find your lack of faith… disturbing," Despite my situation, I went into shits and giggles. Even after she dropped me, I was on the floor laughing my soul out. I could feel the waves of embarrassment off of her. After some time I noticed Jean actually blushing in embarrassment.

"Did you seriously," I took a breath between my laughter, "Just quote Vader from ANH?" I couldn't stop laughing, I seriously couldn't. It was the most 'anime' thing that had happened to me in all my lives.

"I thought it would sound cool!" Jean said in indignation. I just kept on giggling on the floor."Oh shut up!" She threw a pillow at me. I caught it dexterously and moved closer to her.

"Sorry," I said, still laughing. She glared, I threw my hands up in surrender. "Ok, ok. Sorry woman. I didn't know you wanted to be a Dark Lord."

"Dark Lady, I'll have you know," Jean replied, imperiously.

"So I'm supposed to be the Sith Apprentice that you abuse and use?" I teased.

"More along the lines of boy-toy." She said coyly. I shuddered at the look in her eyes. "What were you doing anyway?" The firebrand asked off-handedly.

"I was trying to make my own AI," I replied.

"Oh." She said quaintly. I guess she was left speechless by my genius…

"You do know that I can read your thoughts?" She said suddenly. Oh, I knew it, I just didn't care. I was the smartest shitstain on this planet probably, well, except Tony. Nobody was gonna beat me. "You have to be the most arrogant person I've ever met." The psychic goddess said in disbelief, after a few moments.

"Wait 'till you meet Tony," I muttered inaudibly. We talked a lot more after that, it seemed that my work was going to be postponed for a long time now. If only I had fewer things to do; but who said omnipotence would be an easy grab. If I had to grind, I would grind.

"Why can't I hear you anymore Alex?" Jean asked rather spontaneously.

"What?" I questioned, slightly clueless

"The link; I couldn't hear your voice anymore." Probably because I was thinking about meta-knowledge, I remember Charlie couldn't do anything with it either. The best-case scenario was that the 'Greater Power' was helping me, the worst-case was that the Phoenix was stalling for Jean's sake. Both were somewhat terrible to think of.

"When I'm thinking about the information I get from my powers you won't be able to sense me," I replied. Jean snorted at my explanation, I just shrugged as I didn't have a better answer.

"Okay then, you go back to whatever nerdy thing you have to do so that I have my pillow again," Jean ordered. I rolled my eyes and got back to work on creating an AI. I didn't know how long it would take me, but it was the only productive thing that I could do right now. Maybe in a week, when I met up with Tony, I could ask for help. Until then, I had to wait, because then, the magic would happen…