Jean explains the situation to Taylor

Taylor was left dumbfounded by Jean's statement. She couldn’t be telling the truth, maybe she was confused. How could he be a meta-human, especially since nothing like that existed on Earth.

But I‘m not on Earth anymore? Taylor thought, glancing back at the destruction caused by Gambit. He was somewhere else. In a much more frightening place. As much as he enjoyed reading the comics, and binging through the shows and movies. Actually being in the Marvel universe was a terrifying prospect. End of the world scenarios, mad scientists and wanna supervillains meant a dangerous world.

“I can’t be a meta-human. I would need some type of power or something?” Taylor asked, surprised at how steady his voice was. “How could they be after me when I just arrived.”

“I am not sure, but the professor found you.” Jean said, then smiled. “Come with me back to the mansion, we can sort things out there. The Brotherhood has been chased away for now, but they may return.”

Taylor’s eyes widened at the implications, his gaze returned to Jean. She was beautiful, just like from the movies. A tall, statuesque redhead in a form fitting jumpsuit. She was a telepath, a powerful one at that. She could read his mind at a moments notice and also squish him like a bug.

At the edge of his mind, his senses. He felt something, a swirling mass of thoughts and emotions. At first he thought it was his and that he had truly gone mad. But as the seconds passed he realised they were coming from Jean, and that they were her own thoughts.

“I...don’t know -” Taylor said, but stopped. Jean was incredibly sexy, more so in real life then in any story. Perhaps he should go with her, to escape from this battlefield.

“I knew it, you are gifted.” Jean smiled, brushing a hand through her hair before offering her hand to him again.

“What do you mean?” Taylor asked.

“Your eyes, they are darker now. I don’t know what you were thinking, but I believe you were using your powers.” Jean said.

“You’ve been looking into my mind?” Taylor asked, horrified at the thought of it.

“No, that’s the strange thing. You are a blank spot to me, I can’t feel your mind or your thoughts.” Jean’s eyes widened. “Not that I would without your permission.”

“Right?” Taylor murmured, glancing around him.

“It’s true, I wouldn’t without someone's permission or if it was a life or **** situation.” Jean said, before smiling. “Which I don’t think we are in anymore. Come with me to the jet, we will be at the mansion in no time.”

“We?” Taylor asked, following behind Jean. The only reason he was following her was because he knew she was a good person deep inside, without the Phoenix’s intervention and that the professor would be one of the people that could help him. He wasn’t sure how he could get back home, but if he stayed out here he was in danger.

It didn’t take them long to reach the jet, which was nestled in between some trees. Taylor couldn’t help sneak glances at Jean while they walked, from her large breasts to her shapely arse. He really wanted her. The fact that he could feel her mind was surprising, her thoughts had started to become clearer in his own mind. He needed her on his side, because he knew there would be a lot of questions later.

I hope you stay on my side please, no matter what. Taylor thought, glancing at Jean’s face as she smiled at a joke of his. Her thoughts froze at his words, her face going slack for a second before she continued with her own joke.

“You used your powers again, maybe it’s triggered by the blackness forming in your eyes.” Jean said, as she walked to the ramp of the jet. “Do you know what you are doing?”

Taylor’s eyes widened, he wasn’t sure what had happened.

“What, no?” Taylor said, he wasn’t sure what type of powers he had. The mere thought was incredulous. “My eyes don’t feel -”

Taylor paused as he glanced up the ramp and at the woman that walked down it. No, a teenager judging by how fair her pale skin was. Cold brown eyes gazed down at him, long brown hair with white bangs that framed her face and a frown. She wore the X-men jumpsuit, her form wasn’t as full figured as Jean but it still sent a jolt of desire through Taylor’s mind.

Rogue definitely was another person he wanted on his side.

“Is this the mutant we were trying to find Jean,” Rogue looked from him to the taller redhead. “He doesn’t look like much?”

“Well, you would be surprised. He managed to lose Gambit, which is a rare feat.” Jean said, glancing at Taylor. “This is Rogue, another member of the X-Men.”

“I know,” Taylor said. Rogue’s mind was easy to find, he could feel anger and a little bit of curiosity. Did that mean he was a telepath, like Jean but he was also immune to her own powers. He needed to figure things out. “I am Taylor, a pleasure to meet you.”

Taylor stepped forward and offered his hand. Rogue raised an eyebrow at him as she glanced down at his hand. He felt like a fool, obviously Rogue’s power would likely suck him dry of his. The woman’s hands were uncovered, pale white skin with fingernails painted in a dark blue colour.

Taylor had an irrational thought go through him. He wanted to see what it was like when Rogue used her powers. He wanted her to be friendly with him more then anything, she was afterall one of the main characters of the movies and comics.

“Nice to meet you,” Rogue said. A small smirk on her face as she grasped his hand in her own.

“Rogue!” Jean said, moving in between the two of them and forcing them apart. “You can’t be so careless, your powers might affect Taylor badly.”

“I...uh..” Rogue said, a frown forming on her face.

“I’m sorry, it was my fault. I think I have heard of your powers.” Taylor said, raising an eyebrow. He hadn’t felt anything, maybe her powers didn’t work. “But nothing happened.”

“What?” Jean said, eyes narrowing.

“He...his right. I didn’t feel anything from him, are you sure he has powers?” Rogue said, shaking her head. “Even from a normal person or meta-human I could take their life **** and energy, but from you I felt nothing. How?”

“I don’t know?” Taylor said, surprised more then anything. His actions had been rash, but they appeared to have been mostly harmless.

“What’s all the commotion?” said another voice, male and sounding annoyed. From the ship walked out a tall man, A visor covered his eyes and deep frown was etched on his face. Cyclops, the leader of the X-men.

“Yeah, aren’t we ready to leave.” said another voice, female and vibrant. Behind Cyclops walked another teenager, shorter then Rogue but more full figured. A smile was etched on her face, a cute button nose and eyes that almost sparkled. She was hard to place, but the only other X-men he knew with asian features was Jubilee.

“We have a situation here, but one that can’t wait until we get back to the mansion.” Jean said, turning to Taylor and Rogue. “You two get into the jet, it won’t be too long till we get back.”

“Sure,” Rogue said. Her eyes lingered on Taylor before she turned and walked up the ramp, her hips swayed as she walked.

“Jubilee, get the jet ready, I need to talk to Scott.” Jean said.

Taylor nodded, following Jubilee up the ramp.

“You can sit next to me,” Rogue said. She patted the seat.

Taylor nodded, giving one finally glance at Jubilee as she headed up to the cockpit. He sat down on the seat beside Rogue and glanced around the jet. He marvelled at the technology on display. He was sure his own world had nothing like this.

“Here, let me get you sorted out.” Rogue said, moving in front of him and putting all the straps on.

“Thank you,” Taylor said. He felt the blood rush up to his cheeks at how close Rogue was. She was pretty, in a girl next door sort of way. Her lips were soft and her fingers deftly moved from strap to strap.

Once she was done their eyes locked and she smiled at him.

“I never had someone resist my powers, it's...different.” Rogue saud, brushing a hand through her hair.

“I never knew I had powers before, so this is all new to me.” Taylor replied, laughing slightly.

Gods, I want to kiss her. Taylor thought, with her being so close to him he could feel her thoughts more clearly.

“Your eyes….I…-” Rogue murmured, her cheeks turning red. She leaned and kissed him.

Taylor’s eyes widened and his breathing hitched. Her lips were warm and soft. She kissed him for a few seconds before pulling away, her cheeks almost scarlet.

“Again I didn’t feel anything, you truly are immune to me.” Rogue said, smiling down at him..

“I guess so, but I am not immune to your beauty.” Taylor replied, he wanted to kiss her again.

“You’re such a charmer,” Rogue said. She leaned in and kissed him again, this time more forceful.

Taylor was ready this time, her mouth opened and allowed his tongue inside. Her mouth was warm and wet. His tongue danced around her own, Taylor wanted more, he wanted to explore her fully. He reached up -

“Jubilee, are we ready?” Scott said, walking into the ship.

“Yeah, final checks done.”

Rogue quickly pulled away and sat in her seat. She did her straps up and only then glanced back at him. Her face was still beat red, but there was a smile on her face.

“Ah...I see Rogue helped you out.” Jean said, appearing from the ramp. “We will be up front, but Rogue can keep you company in the back. Then, when we get back to the mansion we can sort everything out.”

“I’m not in any hurry,” Taylor said. He smiled up at Jean, he wanted to make out with her but there might be an opportunity later. He didn’t know what his powers truly were, but he was getting an idea.

Taylor waited as the jet lifted off the ground, he was excited and a little bit nervous. But he would at least be somewhere safe, where he could learn about his powers and whether he could get home. As they started to make their way through the air Rogue grabbed Taylor’s hand and held it firmly.

“I just wanted to make sure,” Rogue said. Her grip was strong as their fingers interlocked.