No acceptance for now

Richard was torn on the idea of actually being a X-men, well, future prospect of one - because many mutants faced persecution not just from society at large, but from the government, and while the cause they fought for was as important as the Civil Right's movements, he was still a somewhat scared boy with powers too strong for anyone to reasonably use them. He knew he would be a target to some AIM or a Mr. Sinister-type guy.

The feelings and his thoughts actually filled his mind, managing to make him zone out the rest of the day and even somewhat ignore his friend, which was a bit unusual, but nothing out of the ballpark. After the end of his classes, he met up at the principal's office again, ready to give his disclaimer, and he could see Jean look at him and smile softly, knowing his thoughts.

"I... Prefer to not go the Insititute now, Mrs. Grey-Summers. I intend to conclude my high school here and maybe pursue my higher education at Xavier's?"

"We don't usually have college courses, but I have a class that is expanding quickly and we can slot you in. If needed be, so next year then?"

"Next year, sounds great Mrs."

The redheaded woman then slides him an unassuming business card, but as soon as he touched it, he saw the card change into a X-men card, clearly something designed to call for help. But no one other than him and the telepath seemed to notice any changes. And so, his school day was concluded with not a lot of excitement besides walking back home, slowly. He could hear some groans and sounds of distress a few streets away, but New York had too many super heroes, atleast one of them would act if things got too serious.

But Richard got curious, with his entire curiosity fueled by how exotic his world is feeling, the recent discoveries pushing the tall teenager to an alleyway next to the majority of the sounds, and as much as he liked to peg himself as unathletic, he did some small parkour over a closed dumpster and held himself on a wall to catch some of the action that supposedly was on the main street.

"I can't seriously believe you expect to get me off guard. Osborn has done a bad job at controlling his H.A.M.M.E.R. agents."

"We have permission to hunt you Agent Romanov. We have already cornered the fake Spider-Man, now it's your turn!"

Richard looks on silently from his not so hidden spot as several black clad agents enter the alleyway from the other side, not noticing the boy, while his eyes are immediately locked on the so called Agent Romanov... Wasn't that just Black Widow? The teen looks on her figure and can't himself but oogle a bit, after all, it's not everyday you see her in person.

Agent Romanov a.k.a. Black Widow was already an established avenger, people knew about her and she was famous, well, depending on whom you asked of course: for some it was her intrigue, others would gush about her dry personality and interviews, but most of her "fans" were online discussing how incredible would it be to smother themselves on all of her assets. She knew of her assets, and she flaunted it, from the angle the tall boy was on, he could make out her red hair, still as long as he remembered it and still with the bangs she was known for, her black jumpsuit as always was form fitting while looking comfortable, no latex though, but it sure looked like it.

The woman wore a scowl at the agents as she backed into the alleyway looking a bit uneasy, unknowingly showing more of curvy frame to Richard, whom only observed as her large chest heave and ever so threaten to pop the zipper off of her suit, her breasts were often speculated to be around large D-cup, but some forums claimed she wasn't busty at all, something that wasn't at all that true. Her frame was coumpounded by how... tall she was, with her surprising height of 5'7", her legs could truly add to her frame, but what stole the show were her hips and her ass. Her wide hips in addition to her smaller waist made sure to make the suit as tight as it could be on her peachy bum, making them almost stretch the jumpsuit too much.

"You cornered him? Impressive, but I am a different kind of spider."

She winced, and despite the agents not seeing that, Richard picked that up, she seemed to be debilitated somewhat, then one of the black clad agents of this H.A.M.M.E.R organization grabbed what looked like a gun and shot at her, drawing a gasp from the teen, that took the superheroine's attention away, letting her get shot in the leg by what seemed to be a non lethal round. As another shocking turn, blue archs or eletricity went through the redhead's body, rendering her immobilized as she was tazed.

The next few seconds, the boy didn't registered, as he was now finishing climbing the wall and showed himself to the agents, whom did were not at all worried at seeing a teenager present himself to them. Richard knew he had to act, but with his mind being so nervous that this situation had him stressed, and so, he acted on impulse again, but this time, he knew what he wanted.

"A boy? What you're doing here boy?"

"This ain't a place for kids! Get out of here!"

"Yeah, shouldn't you be going home or something like that?"

The agents jest Richard as one of them walks foward and observes the redheaded woman's **** body, before he immediately get's trambled over a body that jumped on top of him. That body being the super powered teen in Richard. The boy got off of the dazed agent as his other companions only looked, and processed what just had happened.

"Ow... I shouldn't have done that... I don't know what you guys are... But I don't think you're the good guys."

As much as he not noticed, the boys hands glowed softly in the same white glow that came before his reality changes, with the group of agents also not taking notice as they jested their companion and drew in batons, non lethal ones to intimidate Richard. He flinched, but not due to fear, but somehow even after this crazy idea, he was... Excited, something that he never felt that much before his powers: in a span of days, he accidentally made a woman retroactively marry his aunt, talked to a cute familiar redhead, got noticed by the X-men and now was fighting a shady group of people after Black Widow. It was easy to say that he felt good... Still acknowledging that as the white glow got bigger.

"You shouldn't had done that you piece of shit! I'll teach you a lesson boy."

"You'd wish that. Because for me, you guys stand no chance."

A smaller flash of white happened, and the teenager felt a flood of information in his brain, his muscle memory changed and he felt more athletic than before, even if for a bit. And this time, the migraine was barely there, a fleeting afterthought as he ducked under the baton of one of the assailants on the alley and subdued him with ease, using moves he never imagined.

"What the hell? Did he just decked Brad like that?!"

The other agents rushed for good measure and Richard dealt with all of them, beating one by one in hand to hand combat, it felt good and cathartic, and after understanding he caused this change in himself, the boy continued beating his opponents until the last one fell down ****, right as the superheroine wakes up, seeing him stand over her persecutors.

"You... What happened here? How did you defeated them?"

"I... I just... Let's just say I am really good at fighting."