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John's head snapped back from the force of the kick and his nose was busted and bleeding as a result. He spit out some of the crimson liquid and asked, "Is that all you got Tarzan?" The boy knew better but regardless he was still provoking his captor, which would mean more punishment and pain.

John gagged, evidently disgusted and violated. He struggled to get away, but of course the chains held him firm and steady. Instead he chose to bite down on Thorn's ass, spitting when he pulled away.

[b][i]|| Is this thread still open to joining? ||

Maverick stood waiting, standing as still as a statue. He was tensed and ready for a fight.

[b][i]Would you be willing to do a Gang Leader x Gang B*tch kind of roleplay?

All of the sudden a darkness enveloped the room and then Maverick found himself in the X-Mansion. However, there were only two other people in the room. Spada was chained to a chair and a shrouded figure stood hidden in the corner. "Kill him," the mysterious man commanded, and somehow Maverick felt as if he had to comply. His muscles were obeying the man, and the boy advanced towards Spada. Maverick closed a hand around the instructor's neck and squeezed. As he felt Spada's life force drain, the boy suddenly stopped. A small voice in his brain was telling him to stop. And he listened. Maverick suddenly rushed over to the man and punched him through the wall, seven walls to be exact. He vanished and the simulation was over,

"With all the power I possess, I'm scared of being controlled and forced to do something against my will. My gift could easily be dangerous in the wrong hands," he answered, glancing at Spada's neck to check for marks even though it was only an illusion. The boy bit his lip and then asked, "Did I pass?"

Maverick grinned and sighed with relief before saying, "Ever since I found out about my abilities I've always wanted to be a member of the X-Men. This is a dream come true for me!"

(Do you mean theme songs?

I PM'd you my idea

Maverick nodded and said appreciatively, "Thank you sir. That means a lot coming from you." He gave a nod in Spada's direction and went to leave the room. "I'm off for a training session in the gym. You know where to find me if you need anything. Adiós." The boy left the room at those words and headed towards the gym where he would practice his hand-to-hand combat and other things.

Maverick programmed his simulation and an armada of soldiers armed with high powered weapons and trained in martial arts. Getting into a fighting stance, the boy was ready to fight. His opponents appeared and the battle begun. However, it didn't last long. Maverick picked them apart with a lethal grace, combining his strength and hand-to-hand combat skills to make a deadly foe. The soldiers were decimated in a matter of moments.

Maverick nodded at Spada's words and replied, "It'd take a miracle to tire me out sir, just like my strength, my cardio is off the charts." The boy was now punching and kicking at a virtual heavy bag; he would've obliterated a real one in seconds. He was throwing rapid fire combos; his hands and legs were nothing more than lethal blurs striking and flying through the air.

Maverick had changed up his routine, throwing in knees, elbows, and various kicks. It was obvious for anyone watching how dangerous he could be, considering his strength and technique. Just as he told Spada, the boy wasn't out of breath and wasn't likely to ever get out of breath. He weaved back and forth, dodging imaginary strikes and firing back with deadly precision.

Maverick paused and looked up at the strange girl with curiosity. "Can I help you," he asked impatiently, turning around.

Maverick had no earthly idea what was going on and how to respond, so he asked "Uh, thanks. Would you please get off of my leg?" The boy was obviously getting impatient and wasn't happy being interrupted.

[align=center][i]Name
Peter Michael Torrenson
Age
Seventeen
Mutant/Human/Enhanced Human
Enhanced Human
Powers
Similar to Angel, Peter has the ability of flight as the result of having a pair of wings on his back. They resemble a hawk's wings; dark brown and lithe, just much bigger. His eyesight is also enhanced; he can see just as well as his namesake. The boy has a natural healing factor, though if it involves his wings the process is slower and extremely painful. Peter can also transmute into a diamond form, wings and all. However, he can only keep this up for thirty minutes at a time with an hour recharge.
Appearance
[img width=334 height=510]http://thinkfuse.com/wp-conten…blue-eyes-male-actors.jpg[/img]
Personality
As a result of a painful life of experiments and needles, Peter is extremely skittish and nervous most of the time. He's shy and prefers to keep to himself; it would take a miracle for the boy to open up to anyone.
History
Peter was kidnapped at a young age by the Extremists for scientific purposes. They tested on him for years, perfecting his mutations. He has numerous scars all over his body as a direct result. The boy had no contact with anyone except his doctors and his teachers. Peter learned numerous languages and other advanced academic topics. However, the boy was never happy with his life and refused to work for Exodus, making a recent escape from captivity. Extremely injured he made his way to the X-Mansion where he would heal and recuperate. The Extremists never told him of their plans to infiltrate the school, so he couldn't ruin foil their plan unfortunately.
Likes
This is the first time Peter has really been out in the real world so he doesn't really know.
Dislikes
Doctors, confining spaces, et cetera.
Fears
Tight spaces, needles, and operating tables.
Strengths
His abilities are his strongest suit.
Weaknesses
He's been known to panic when the going gets tough for various reasons.
Other
Peter is an Alpha Level Mutant.

"I'm Maverick," he said, easily pulling the girl off his leg and holding her away at an arm length's distance before putting her on the ground.

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Outside of the X-Mansion a shape in the sky could be seen barreling towards the school. A better look would reveal that in fact it was a boy with wings coming in for a crash landing. He was bloodied and bruised all over, and his left wing has something that looked suspiciously like a bullet hole. The boy, Peter, managed to land roughly on his feet at the door, although he was barely able to stay conscious. He weakly rang the doorbell before collapsing to the ground, passing out.

Peter was a sickly chalk white color at this point seeing how much blood he'd lost already. His healing factor would kick in at some though point, though it would be a lengthy and painful process for his wing at least. The boy was groaning in his unconscious state and his injured wing was twitching violently.

Maverick sighed, wondering why this girl was bugging him. [b]"Look, do you need anything? Otherwise I'd really like to get back to my combat training."

Peter couldn't respond seeing as was unconscious. He was aware to a small degree but everything just sounded distorted.

Peter was phasing in and out of his diamond form in his unconscious state, moaning in pain each time.