Wild Storm Ahead

Heading up the stairs with a frown the entire time, Logan didn’t like having to face this. Storm had been on his case about shirking his teaching duties for art class for a week. He was told by Rogue after sitting with Scott and Emma that Ororo wanted to see him about it, and he lamented that meeting. But he knew that he could not hold it off forever.

“Sigh… Art again, what the hell do I know about art anyway? What am I going to do, whittle at a log to make a swan with my claws or some shit? Putting me in art class is like putting Remy in French class, Rogue will be pummeling him into the ground from all the love letters he’d be getting from his students just by saying hello.”

Approaching Storm’s bedroom door, Logan chafed nervously. Checking himself over, he found himself sweating. Hesitantly, he knocked at her door.

“Heh, what am I worried about? Ororo doesn’t have an angry bone in her body, even if I said no, I’d probably get a harsh talking to and…”

“Wendigoooooo…”

Blinking at the sound of a deep feminine voice on the other side of the door growl out, he noticed a strange scent in the air just as he heard something large and heavy thump towards the door and smash it open from the other side, sending Logan back from the impact and hitting the wall behind him. Looking up from his prone state, Logan’s eyes went wide when he found himself looking into the blood red hungry gaze of Storm… Now a hulking she-wendigo looking back at him with fangs exposed. Immediately getting to his feet, Logan brandished his claws just as Storm snarled and fell to all fours, her hackles raised as she stepped out into the hallway and Wolverine stepped back.

“Okay Storm, I don’t know if you’re still in there, but I just want you to know… I’m NOT teach art this week, and when this all blows over and we get you fixed, you’ll understand why.”

Her face looking angrier, Storm growled as her eyes went from blood red to a clear glowing blue. Static charged the air and the lights flickered around them as arcs of electricity bounced off her back and down her claws.

“Aaaah… Shit.”

Everyone downstairs stopped what they were doing when they heard a bolt of lightning blast down the stairs with an electrified Wolverine rolling down the steps and landing with a heavy crash into a vending machine, one that short circuited and started spitting out candy bars like a slot machine hitting the jackpot. Looking up, he found Storm barreling down the stairs, roaring as she leapt to attack him, the man rolling out of the way as she collided with the vending machine and crushed it under the power of her inhuman strength.

The rest of the school had immediately got to their feet and ran in a panic as Ororo got up and snapped her attention to all the fleeing students, her hunger drawing her to look at all the potential prey around her, salivating at the idea of pouncing on the closest one and sink her teeth into. Finding a student trip and fall running from her, it was all Storm needed to roar and charge towards the now panicked student just as Wolverine tackled her from behind and wrapped his arms around her neck.

“HOLD ON STORM! KEEP YOUR EYES ON…”

Lightning arced from her clawed fingers and enveloped Logan again, making his metal bones go hot from the million-volt charge before he was sent back and hit the staircase, looking up, Storm had turned around and growled, glaring down at him with unbridled rage.

“WENDIGOooooo!”

Not able to get up in time, he found Storm charge towards him again, ready to deliver a lethal blow when he crossed his arms to deal the brunt of it… Only it did not come. Instead, he heard a woman’s voice call out that had frozen the monster woman dead in her tracks.

“Stop!”

Frozen in place as if time went still, Storm’s jaws were mere inches away from Logan’s head. Looking to his left he found Emma and Scott there, the towering woman looking sternly at the two with her fingers at the side of her forehead, her tail swishing back and forth angrily as she moved forward and looked down at the two.

“Hmm… I’d blame myself for this, but I don’t make mistakes. Ororo, please make something of yourself, you’re embarrassing the rest of the faculty.”

Her eyes twitching and her grimace faulting, Storm leaned back and sat on her rear as she shook her head, letting her long white hair flow and sway with her horned head when she looked up and around herself in confusion. “What in…?” Getting up to her feet and looking down at herself, the first thing she noticed were her much larger, fur covered chest and her clawed hands. Turning her attention back to the White Queen, Storm’s eyes glowed as she wrung her hands at her sided and her hair flowed up to a nimbus of air.

“You…” Ororo growled. “You BIT me and turned me into THIS!”

Shrugging, Emma gave the other wendigo woman a catty grin as the two stared off, the rest of the campus watching on as if witnessing a bomb ready to go off.

“Emma…”

Hearing Scott’s worrying voice, Emma scoffed and rolled her eyes, resting her hands at her sides and tilting her hip. “Fine… I’m sorry Ororo dear, HOPEFULLY we can fix this in the immediately future.”

Calming down, Storm gently landed on her bare feet and narrowed her red eyes back at the White Queen. “I hold you personally responsible for all this Emma.”

“Does this mean I can skip teaching art class?”

“No!” Emma and Ororo declared in unison, glaring down at Logan as he got to his feet and brushed himself off. “I expect you to your class by the bell!”

Turning at her heel, Storm left the main hallway, turning her attention down at the pile of candy bars to crouch and gather an assortment of them into her arms as she peeled back the wrapper from a protein bar and bit into it.