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OP main character. This story will mostly follow the X Men Evolution timeline but I may add some scenes from other marvel based movies and cartoons such as Avengers Assembled, Ultimate Spider Man and Fantastic Four.

With that out of the way, let us begin

Xavier Mansion, Bayville

Bayville was a town said to be in perfect harmony with the world. Small, comfortable, peaceful and with an impeccable climate. No overly harsh snowfalls, just a heartwarming shower of foam-like condensed water.

No destructive thunderstorms or earthquakes, just a peaceful and oddly romantic show of falling droplets striking the ground in an aspiring fashion.

Professor Charles Xavier wholeheartedly agreed with that notion. He had fallen in love with this peaceful little strip of land from as long as he could remember. This little bundle of peace held the greatest memories of his life, depressing as well as blissful.

Perpetually stuck to the wheelchair that had been his companion for the last 20 or so years, Charles peacefully strolled through the comfortable living room up to the large window without the slightest bit of sound.

The sound of dry wood cackling in the serene flames of the fireplace reverberated around the empty room as the bald Telepath gazed out of the window of the mansion into the dark expanse of space, a contemplating look on his face.

His dream of one day mutants like him and countless others living in peace with their human brethren without any thoughts of persecution of discrimination was well on its way, no matter how small the steps were.

His first two students, Scott Summers and Jean Grey, were surprisingly fast in their ability to adjust to new environment, promptly making efforts to solidify their base on this new land. Making them acknowledge the existence of their unique gifts and suggesting ways of controlling those gifts had been surprisingly easy and without much effort.

That had been five years ago, now both of them were perfectly content with their new lives of being mutants who were striving to protect the world that hated them. Both, while still making the mistakes one would expect from teenagers, were well-experienced in their particular fields.

New mutants were popping up around the world in an unpredictable manner.

While there had been some rather unexpected circumstances that had forced him to withdraw for the time being, new mutants were joining the institute, Katherine 'Kitty' Pryde and Kurt Wagner being prime examples.

Those unexpected circumstances revolved Magneto and his associate, Mystique compelling some of the more violent new mutants towards their side, forming what was soon dubbed as the Brotherhood.

Toad and young Lance Alvers have already joined the fray; fortunately their powers weren't too powerful or destructive to be a cause for concern. Though he feared what would happen if someone with a destructive X gene joined hands with the likes of his old friend Magneto.

With the arrival of new talent, Charles knew he would find himself in need of some serious assistance. After all, Logan and Ororo could only handle so many students before they were overwhelmed and turned a tad … violent, especially Logan.

"Whatcha doing so late at night?" a gruff voice announced from the doorway of the room, causing the bald Telepath to smile peacefully and turn to his old friend.

"Hello Logan" Charles greeted in a peaceful tone as the burly man approached the seated mutant with a raised eyebrow. "I could ask you the same question"

The former Weapon X only grunted in response as he stood beside the bald man. "Couldn't sleep, thought I might as well grab something to eat"

"I see"

Wolverine shot his disabled friend a confused look, turning his gaze to peer at the bald telepath with a hint of curiosity and confusion. A contemplating Charles wasn't a good thing. It usually indicated either of three scenarios.

Someone powerful has appeared.

Someone powerful is going to appear.

Or

…

He could handle the first two, but the third. He wished he never had to face that option ever again.

"So, what's on your mind?"

"The world is changing, Logan, in a rapid pace I might add" the elderly mutant started in a grim tone. "Within the span of one week, we recruited 2 young mutants but also lost 2 to the Brotherhood, not to mention Rogue is still out there."

Logan couldn't argue with that. They had gotten Half-pint and Elf to their side while losing rockslide and stench boy to Magneto and Mystique.

"You gotta stop thinking about the 'what ifs' Charles" the Canadian man responded in a gruff tone. "Just live in the present and leave the future to the future"

The bald telepath couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Optimism from you? What a pleasant surprise"

"Don't get used to it" Logan grunted out in a firm but joking tone. "So?"

The bald mutant knew that the next few words would be like an atom bomb on his old friend but it had to be done. "I think it's time I enlisted the help of an old ally, don't you think?"

'OPTION 3?! Hell no!'

"I think ya finally lost it, Chuck!" Logan hissed out in anger. That was the only logical explanation. Charles, the most calm and composed man he had ever seen, going straight for option 3? "I told ya to stop using that damn machine too many times"

"I know how you feel, Logan" the elderly telepathic mutant raised his hand in a placating tone, not the least bit shaken or insulted by Logan's reaction. "But with the way things are moving, I fear his methods may be the only choice of action"

"Look Charles, I respect ya and all that stuff but ain't no way I am siding with you on this" the burly Canadian replied in a forceful tone, hands crossed over his chest in a definite posture. "Ya can count me out"

Having four mutant teenagers around the mansion was bad enough, bringing THAT monstrosity into the mix would be practically calling destruction to come to you. He had nothing against the man, since he was an ally, friend and mentor of sorts but it was his tendencies that left a bad taste in his mouth every time he thought about them.

"Then count me in"

Charles smiled in amusement when he heard the soft but excited tone of voice from one unusually eager Weather Witch. "Welcome Ororo, had trouble falling asleep?"

Ororo was a beautiful, dark skinned young woman in her early thirties with a shocking mane of silky white hair flowing down to the middle of her slender back. She used to be worshipped as a deity of weather on her homeland and frankly everyone knew why.

Her powers were not the only thing that made her into an icon of admiration.

The dark skinned woman was in possession of delicate facial features, bright blue eyes, plump lips and defined cheekbones. A pair of large breasts stayed perky upon her chest, clearly defying the laws of gravity, followed by a slender waist.

A taut abdomen flared onto a set of wide, childbearing hips, no doubt perfectly sculpted to support the heavy globes of her giant dusky ass, temptingly trailing down to a set of thick thighs and long legs.

"Something like that" Ororo replied in a soft voice as she approached the two men, perfectly aware of Logan's constipated look. "I agree with you on that front, Charles. We need his help in a situation like this"

Logan was tempted to let out a snarky comment that would no doubt anger the Weather Witch but held it back. What was wrong with these two? Sure that man was a great help and everyone missed having him around, hell even he missed him but that man couldn't be trusted with a bunch of teenagers.

"It's decided then, I will send out a telepathic message and hope that he will respond as soon as possible" Charles announced in a pleased tone, inciting a wide, anticipatory smirk from Ororo and an annoyed grunt from Logan.

Sending out a telepathic message and hoping that it would be received and acted upon as soon as possible was the only solution when it came to that man. Neither his trusty Mutant finding machine nor his sources around the world could figure out where the man was or where he could be.

He was like the wind, silent but destructive when angered.

While he had heard reports about certain events such as a man battling the Incredible Hulk or the mighty Thor, not to mention several HYDRA bases being decimated beyond recognition, it was still practically impossible to figure out his next move.

"Now then, get some sleep. Ororo, you will need your strength to handle the assignment I have in mind" the bald telepathic mutant voice out in a kind tone, nodding in appreciation for her consent in the argument. "As for you Logan, I need you and Jean to make a short trip to Texas in regards to a certain … teenager"

Unknown Location

"Why are we here?"

"…"

" . ?"

"…"

"Are you listening to me, you insolent buffoon!?"

"Shut up furball, I am trying to get a better view of the surrounding for our recon mission"

The sources of the two voices trekked through a dense forest in an unknown location, making sure not to make any unnecessary noises as they moved towards their destination.

"Listen to me, if we get caught which I am sure we will, I am getting my ass out of here faster than you can say 'ouch', you got it?"

"Yeah sure, that's what you're good at anyway"

Further strolling down the forest revealed a somewhat arousing sight to the hungry eyes of the first and much to the dismay and dread of the second, shed light upon their forms due to the sparkling glow of the stream they were situated above.

The light revealed a handsome young man with glossy red hair swept back in a sleek manner, glowing blue eyes and a somewhat lecherous grin plastered on his thin lips. The redhead was dressed in a simple black skin tight shirt that did little to hide his muscular physique, blood red leather pants and brown combat boots to finish off the thuggish look.

Seated upon the shoulder of the redheaded man was a small cat-size reddish orange fox, blessed with an abnormally large number of tails for such a small frame, nine, bushy and flowing tails to be exact.

Kurama sighed in resignation when his partner snickered like a lecherous pervert and jumped into the highest branch of a nearby tree to get a closer and unrestricted view of the scene below.

One day his perverted partner would get himself killed.

Of all the ladies he could've perved on, why the Valkyries? That's right; his partner had decided that he needed some research material along with some form of thrill. What better way to get that material and thrill than spying on the dangerous but beautiful collectors of worthy souls?

The strangest and most annoying part was that he wasn't all that interested in actually trying to be perverted since he had enough lovers around the cosmos to write an entire book on. He was doing these crazy stunts for one single thing.

Excitement, sensation, kick!

Everything he wants done must involve some sort of thrill; otherwise you won't see him doing it. That was the most simple and straightforward way he could describe his insane partner.

Naruto cackled madly as he observed the wonderful scene below, eyes observing every single aspect of the scenery into the back of his head and madly scribbling down ideas for his next book.

Bathing in the cool water of the natural stream was a horde of drop-dead gorgeous Valkyries, enjoying the pleasant sensation of the water on their naked bodies without a hint of discomfort or worry.

His blue eyes trailed each and every single unworthy droplet of water from the chin, between the fissures of plump, ballooned breasts, down the taut, warrior-like stomachs before reaching its destination. To trickle down from a tempting mound of womanly flesh, the most sacred treasure of a woman.

Some might say they were jealous of the water droplets for being all over such heavenly bodies, but he was not. Why? Because he was going to be INSIDE those heavenly bodies … if they let him that is. These ladies were stiff as fuck.

"Kurama, are you watching this beauty?" Naruto cackled out in a lecherous chuckle as he pointed to a tall, black skinned woman among the bathing ladies. "Her ass is even bigger than Tsunade's and that blonde hag had one hell of a killer booty"

"…"

"Are you ignoring me?"

"…"

"Answer me when I am talking to you, you lazy pile of fur!" Naruto turned around in indignation, eyes twitching madly when he didn't receive an answer.

He soon got his answer, though. An angry, spear-pointing and mob-like answer because surrounding the tree he was seated on were an entire horde of scantily clad woman, dangerously pointy spears pointed directly at him and the most searing looks he had ever received… recently at least.

The most disheartening point was that he couldn't find his foxy partner anywhere.

"Traitor"

"You have trespassed our realm for the last time, you filthy man" the same woman whose plump ass he had been admiring a few minutes ago stated in a dangerous tone as she stepped forward. "This time, we shall make sure that you receive just punishment"

How in the nine bloody hells had he not sensed their presences? Oh right, he wanted a thrill so he shut off all of his powers before coming to spy on the beauties. Now though, his redheaded ass was sure to receive a very angry and pointy thrill.

"Ladies, can't we settle this like responsible adults and not resort to violence?" he placated nervously, jumping down from the tree with a smile. And cue the spears pricking his skin from all sides. "I guess that's a no"

With a signal from the dark skinned beauty, the Valkyries formed a semi-circle behind him while the dusky woman took the lead, prompting a nonchalant Naruto to walk among the dangerous women.

On the plus side, the dusky woman was walking in front of him and he was receiving a dick-hardening view of her fat, dark booty jiggling with each step. Oh yeah, they could capture him a million time if he received the same view every time.

He would tap that thick tushy anytime of the day. She wouldn't be walking with that pompous and self-assured grace once he had his cock balls deep in that ass. In fact she wouldn't even be able to walk for a few days.

It wasn't long before he found himself escorted into the city of the all-women civilization, through the bustling but militaristic streets of the city, around the fortress-like houses and all the way to the center where a tall castle stood.

A few minutes of walking into the castle and he was standing before the leader of the Valkyries, Brunnhilda, a woman of passion, anger and power.

The leader of the Valkyries was a tall blonde woman, dressed in a black and blue armor. A set of piercing blue eyes glared at him, pouty lips stretched into an unpleasant frown. The upper portion of her armor was clearly straining to contain the giant mounds of flesh she called breasts, obscenely bulging out at the front.

Much to Naruto's eternal delight, the armor didn't extend to hide away her most prized possession. The gargantuan proportion of doughy butt flesh squeezed into the throne was simply intoxicating. Those thick womanly thighs and crossed legs could crush boulders with ease and judging from her occupation, they may already have.

"Milady, we found him spying on us while we were bathing" the dark skinned woman reported in a firm tone as she bowed.

"I see" the blonde leader hummed in thought as she observed the redheaded man. "You have infiltrated our realm for the last time, this time I shall not make the mistake of letting you alive"

A sweatdrop trailed down Naruto's head. "That's what you said last time"

The cheeky comment didn't acquire the desired effects, though as Brunnhilda remained as stoic as ever, merely signaling for her warriors to surround the entire castle from all sides. "I was careless, I admit, only because I had not expected a sorry excuse of a man-trash exhibit the skills necessary to flee my warriors"

"Saying all that still doesn't change the fact that I spied on your sweet ass and still escaped" the redhead retorted cheekily, feeling a few spears prick his skin.

"You men are all the same" she started in a somewhat disgusted tone. "Always thinking with your loins instead of your head"

"Which head?"

A subtle twitch of eyebrow was all the indication Naruto needed to know that he was annoying the woman. "Aside from serving the purpose of reproduction, I would have annihilated the entirety of your filthy kind"

"See, even you admitted that we are good in rocking your world" Naruto countered smugly, earning another round of spear poking. "Watch where you poke those things!"

"I did no such thing!" Brunnhilda roared in anger as she stood up from the throne and stomped towards the redhead, anger and disgust brimming in her eyes.

The Valkyries surrounding the redhead wisely stepped away from the man and let him to the mercy of the approaching leader. Naruto simply looked on in appreciation as the infuriated woman stomped in his direction like an angry bull while observing the wobble of her plump tits.

'I hope you receive the message soon because we are in serious need of your assistance' Naruto snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a distinctly familiar voice echo in his head. While the sound didn't sound as desperate as the utterer was making it to be, it still garnered his attention.

'Now this is interesting' he mused thoughtfully, a pleased smirk on his face.

Unfortunately for Naruto, Brunnhilda took the smirk as a sign of disrespect and grabbed him by the collar with a ferocious snarl. "You think continuously invading my realm, spying on my warriors and uttering such vulgar comments is funny?!"

"Normally I hate doing this kind of thing since it goes against my code of honor" Naruto started in a somewhat vague tone, gaining the attention of pissed of Valkyrie leader who blinked, not expecting that kind of response. "But you leave me no choice"

Within the next few seconds, the busty bombshell found herself firmly seated in the lap of the redhead, his hands digging into the creamy, soft and fat cheeks of her buttocks while a pair of thin lips practically sucked out her life.

Her entire body heat up like a furnace, an unusual heat ignited in her womanly core. A trickle of liquid trailed from her womanhood down her plump thighs. Confusion, anger, hate, curiosity and a plethora of bizarre emotions ran through her jumbled thoughts as the man manipulated her body in ways she hadn't thought possible.

'W-what is this treachery?!'

The heat intensified, the unusual wetness of her womanhood increased and an odd knot formed in the pit of her stomach when she felt the man insert his tongue into her mouth and grind a long, solid and throbbing rod-like appendage against her covered core.

It was over as soon as it had begun. The redhead vanished from within her grasp, dispersing into tiny particles of gold and crimson before they were scattered by the wind. A confused, thunderous and … horny Brunnhilda remained seated on her throne as Naruto made his escape.

"See ya later, babe, maybe next time you will let me mount that sweet ass of yours"

"Y-YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, Y-YOU FILTHY CUR!"

Xavier Institute, Bayville

The familiar sight of the Xavier mansion brought a nostalgic smile to the redhead's lips as he walked into the establishment, moving through the green and well-cared front yard of the school undetected by the security cameras.

It was late at night. It wouldn't do to suddenly alert the entire school to his presence, especially when the teenage mutants had to go to school tomorrow. Storm would have his ass on a silver platter if he did that.

Phasing right through the front door, Naruto looked around the living room with a fleeting glance, eyes memorizing the difference of the room's layout compared to the last time he had been here before extending his senses.

It would appear that the rest of the inhabitants of the institute were fast asleep except for the Professor.

Barely a shift in the wind and he was already in the Library where the elderly mutant was busy reading a book. Piercing blue eyes observed the bald mutant for a few seconds, simply taking every detail into account before a mischievous glint twinkled in his eyes.

"You are as bald as ever I see"

Charles almost had a heart attack at the sudden intrusion as his head snapped towards the direction of the voice, eyes widening in surprise when he saw the unmistakable form of the redhead. For someone who is always aware of an approaching person's presence due to his telepathy, having a person appear undetected causes quite a disturbances.

Such as his heart almost bursting open from shock.

"Naruto, you startled me!" the elderly mutant gasped out, placing a comforting hand on his chest to regulate his pounding heart. "That habit of yours is becoming quite troublesome"

Smirking in a satisfied manner, Naruto strode up to the immobilized man in his hulking glory, prompting the man to almost feel like he was being stalked by some kind of ferocious predator.

Charles could only feel a pang of envy while becoming witness to the nonexistent effects of time on the redhead's body. He was as tall and towering as always, still retaining that lithe but muscular physique after all these years.

"What can I say, Charles" the redhead initiated in a laidback tone, taking a seat on one of the many chairs scattered around the Library. "I love being a grade A asshole"

A dry chuckle forced itself out of the bald mutant's lips as he shook his head. "And here I thought that your body was the only thing that hadn't changed"

"Feeling jealous, eh?"

"Something like that"

The former Shinobi grinned like a Cheshire cat. "We can sit here all night and admire my handsomely manly features but I rather get some rest before we get down to business"

The professor straightened in his wheelchair, nodding firmly as he closed the book he was reading. "Of course, I would offer you a room but I know you have other plans. We will talk more over breakfast"

"Thanks"

"Oh and Naruto?" Charles called out after the boy's retreating form, prompting the redhead to shoot him a glance over his wide shoulder. "It's good to have you back"

A genuine smile stretched over the redhead's lips as he turned around and walked up the stairs. "It's good to be back"

Storm's Room

Phasing right through the door to the weather Witch's room, Naruto let his gaze wander around the chamber, feeling a sense of nostalgia and fondness as he remembered the many, many nights he had spent here in this very room.

The room was the same as he remembered it to be. Same brown walls, same furniture and a new bed apparently. Well that one was to be expected. They had broken the last one due to their … 'training' session.

Finally, his blue eyes stopped upon the figure that stood out among the room like a sun. The white haired mutant was laid out on the bed on her right side, white tresses scattered over the sheets and a peaceful expression on her angelic face.

Smiling softly, the redhead floated towards the bed, heart thumping in anticipation as he approached her sleeping form. The white sheets were covering the lower half of her luscious form, leaving her upper body to his hungry gaze.

A light blue strap dress covered her form, barely able to contain the heavy globes of her dusky tits as they piled to the side.

Gently moving the sheet to one side, the redhead slide into the bed without the slightest bit of sound or movement. Gently snaking one of his hands under the Weather Witch and draping another over her slender waist, Naruto neared the sleeping mutant to his body, effectively spooning her.

Normally in situations like this, a giant and heavy ass pressed up against his crotch would have him harder than a diamond rod, prompting him to throw all caution to the wind and pound his dick inside that ass without thinking twice…

But at the moment, he felt no such urge… though he was tempted.

"Welcome back"

The redhead could only shake his head at her cheeky greeting. Even though he knew she was dead tired and hardly able to even turn around to face him, she still mustered the courage to greet him when she felt his presence.

"Glad to be back, my goddess" Naruto whispered in a soothing tone, trailing his fingers through the silky tresses of her hair as he hugged her closer, heart thumping in warmth when she released a pleased moan and snuggled into his warmth, immediately drifting off to blissful sleep.

They would have all the time to talk and make love.

THE END

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