Ok so in this story Hank tries to find a way to have a normal appearance and not look like the Beast, he finally achieves it and can change into the Beast wherever he wants it. Also this is slash Alex/Hank so if this is not your cup of tea you just have to move to the next fiction. Please review I wanna know your thoughts. Thanks enjoy!

Chapter 1: Are you a genius or what?

"This isn't working!" Hank said to no one particularly really angry and disappointed. He was trying to control his mutation with his brain. He for once left the experiments and tried to tame it. Well trying only because he achieved nothing so far. Since they returned from the beach everyone was a bit withdrawn to themselves. Charles was trying to deal with his disability and the "loss" of some people and Alex was spending most of his time in the bunker exercising his powers. Only Sean was the only one who seemed not really bothered, he was out too exercising his powers and causing headaches to everyone.

Hank didn't dare to try injections again, after all look where that got him, so he thought a lot and came up with a conclusion. He was a genius right? So let's say that his brain was working better than others, so he could control the functions of his body better than others so if he would focus, focus really hard, he would tame his mutation. Right? Well he was trying to do that for the past couple of hours or was it three? Heck now that he looks at the clock he was sitting in his room alone focusing for the past six hours, it was midnight.

"Jesus why is this not working? Oh, my god it's midnight!" he threw a glance at his clock and fell backwards to his pillow, bringing his hands to his face and leaving a deep sign out. "Ok ok, I might be in a good way, I just need to focus really hard!" he consulted himself. But the truth is that he couldn't focus enough. Images of Alex calling him Bozo and now Beast were flowing constantly through his mind like unwanted waves hitting a ship. He couldn't stop thinking about Raven either, now Mystique, who ran away with Erik, now Magneto. How could she leave Charles? Deep inside he knew that he didn't really care for leaving him too and that that was what it was bothering him really, that he didn't care; he was attracted to her wasn't he? At least this is what he thought.

"Ok forget everything and FOCUS..." and he did and he now could find himself in a state of unconsciousness and feeling himself falling backwards into the bed lingering every minute of his fall like the time had stopped. He felt weird, he felt different but even with that feeling a smile was painted on his lips as he was lying unconscious on his bed with the mesmerising moonlight lighting his body underneath the slender blankets.