My name is Aron. Well, was actually, because I was alive till yesterday. Yesterday everythio hell and I died. Died? Did I really die? It's all hazy, ya know. Or, maybe it was just too painful that I don't want to remember? Well, whatever. Let me tell you what happeher way. I heard that sharing painful memories helps ease them, or something like that.

  It was a normal day in my life, that is to say, it sucked. Fighting in illegal underground cage fights was the only way I could earn moo live in this cruel world. It wasn't much, but it was enough for me to get by. But, you see, things had beeing worse over the past few days. The usual gambling crowd seemed to be richer than before. And, with more money came bigger bets.

  The people I fought were strohan before, but I didn't really have a choi the matter. These mafia fuckers would beat me half to death if I refused to fight. So, I took up their 'generous' offers of doubling my winnings if I won.

  That's how I got here, lying on the ground with broken ribs and a smashed left eye. Oh, bloody mouth too. Fuck! I 't feel my body.

  Right beside me y that giant fat fucker who broke me. Heh, at least he's dead. I ood a ce against him though. At least not in a head-on fight like this. The bastard had killed ten mehe past two days alone. Yeah, it was as fucked up as you think it is. But what I do? It's survival of the fittest out there, buddy.

  He was so fat and heavy that my punches and kicks were barely scratg his skin. But guess what? All he o do was throw himself on me and I would be done for. It hurt like hell too since he weighed like a truck. But as soon as he smmed me, I broke his windpipe with my elbow and ripped out the nerves from his neck with my teeth. You heard right! I tore out flesh and nerves from his neck with my teeth. It tasted fug disgusting, but hey, he died, so it's all good.

  I was taking deep breaths when I heard some guy yelling...

  Oh man, my vision... Everything was blurry... Then it's over...

  Fuck! I died!

  Now, here I am... Just floating in this endless space fod knows how long. Or am I just sleeping? It doesn't really feel like it though. My mind feels hazy, but this pce is so peaceful. Well, whatever. I'll just float here and sleep, I guess.

  Suddenly, I felt something tugging me. What was that? Is someone calling me? Who the fuck are you? Let me sleep a bit more.

  My sciousness started fading away, thehi bck.

  When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying under a clear blue sky. The smell of fresh air and grass under my palm. Birds singing nearby. Am I still dreaming? And who is this girl standing near my face? Ah! Blue panty! Argg! My dirty mind. Instead of her beautiful looks, all I could focus on was the tiny piece of cloth between those slender legs. Well, you bme me? I just died. I didn't know what the fuck happened after I passed out, but I somehow ended up here.

  Maybe this is heaven and I'll get to see many mirls... Maybe some nude girls... Speaking of girls, the one before my eyes got short bck hair, big goggles over her head, brown irises, a pink shirt, and yellow jacket, and a skirt.

  Wait! My stomach hurts, not iion, but actual pain! Argh!

  "You alright?" the girl's voice brought me back to reality.

  What the fuck? That hurts! Oi! What is going on here? Is this not heaven?

  My vision got blurry again.

  Before I could ask the girl anything, everything began to fade away.

  "Ah, Crap! I bsted him off again," the girl's voice echoed in my ears.

  Bsted me off... again?

  Then I lost my sciousness again.

  The same sery greeted me once again, this time, without any pain. I got up slowly. That girl was sitting right beside me as if waiting for me to get up. By the way, she kinda looks like one of those characters from X-Men ics. Heheh! No way... My eyes fell on a couple of teenagers using weird powers around the big open field. One was shooting sers from his eyes, another one had a big long tongue and a girl with wings was flying around. There were too many of them...

  Superpowers? No. That guy ing his bike... Ripped muscles, a cigar hanging from his lips, pointy side hairstyle, and that beard style... Wolverine! No way! I'm in fug Marvel and if I were to guess, then this pce is the Mutant Academy! And since I'm here, I'm a freaking mutant! Hell yeah! I've always wanted superpowers since I read my first ic book! And now that I have them, I kick ass!

  Ahem! Let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we? I still don't know how I got here, nor do I knoower I have. e to think of it, why is that girl staring at me like that? Oh, crap. Don't tell me I have a boner.

  "Ah! You woke up. I thought you were a goner," She smiled sweetly, thankfully, there was no bulge in my pants.

  "Uh, what happened?" I asked as I sat up.

  "I'm sorry about that. I 't trol my bsts and I might have ended up bsting you off while stealing... No, I mean, borrowing your donut box," she scratched her cheek awkwardly as she fessed.

  Damn! Those big goggles made her look cute.

  "Please don't pin to Logan," She begged, "You are the new guy and I almost killed you... He's gonna lock me up again in the basement, I just know it. He did it st time when I stole his bike and crashed it on the wall. So, pretty please."

  Her puppy dog eyes looked at me ily, begging me for mercy.

  I had never seen such beautiful brown irises before. Damn! I 't be thinking like that. Not when I got here after dying so abruptly.

  "What's your name?" I asked.

  "Jubilee," she introduced herself with a smile.

  "Well," I stood up. "Don't worry. It happens to the best of us, right?" I five you. Your blue panty gnce was worth it. I chuckled in my heart.

  She jumped up excitedly.

  "Thank you so much!" Jubilee hugged me.

  "No problem..." I froze there. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest. Is it getting hot out here? Or is it me? I bet it's me. I should let go of her, but she felt so ni my arms. I let her go and she dashed away like a speedy trairag my faint memories, I walked to my room. I gotta find out more about this new me.

  I stumbled through the hallway, still a bit dazed. The smell of fresh paint and the hum of distant versations surrounded me, but everythi surreal. Wait, this isn't fresh paint. My senses... I took a deep smell. Yup! Just as I thought. I smell paint as if it was fresh and I even smell pizza... Who is eating pizza without me? I looked around. I'm slightly hungry.

  A chubby guy walked past me with a slice of pizza. Argg! Pineapple on top. Hell no.

  As I walked, I gnced around, trying to piece together what I could remember. Nothing about this pce seemed familiar, yet there was an odd sense of déjà vu creeping up on me. My body felt different—stronger, lighter. There was a strange energy flowing through my veins, and it made my skin ti was almost like I had been plugged into some power source I didn’t ked.

  Doors lihe corridor, each with small pques. Some bore names I reized—"Jean Grey," "Scott Summers". I khese people. Not personally, but from movies and ics.

  I looked down at my hands. They didn’t feel like mihey were too smooth and scarless. I reached up to touch my fao scars there either. I ran my fihrough my hair, which was thid silky, not the messy mop of greasy strands I was used to. Such a weak body, not that I'm pining but putting me in this situation in a dangerous world without any expnation whatsoever... I wonder whht me back to life in this world.

  It's like one of those fanfis... Well, a sed ce, huh?! At least, it's better than my st life. No point pining anymore...

  Finally, I reached a door at the end of the hallway. It didn’t have a pque, but something about it felt like home. I pushed it open and stepped ihe room was small and sparsely furnished. A bed, a desk, a dresser. On the desk was a small, round mirror. I walked over and looked into it, half afraid of what I might see.

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