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The Gambling Ghost (Chinese: 洪福齊天) is a 1991Hong Kong actioncomedy film directed by Clifton Ko. It stars Sammo Hung in three roles as different generations of the same family - son, father and ghostly grandfather. Hung's co-star, Man Hoi also worked as the film's action director.

The opening scene of the film parodies another Hong Kong film, God of Gamblers.

Cast[edit]

• Sammo Hung - Fatty Big Brock / Fat Bao (Fatty's father) / Hung Kau/Gao
• Nina Li Chi - Miss Lily (as Nina Li)
• Mang Hoi - Hoi Siu-Hon (as Man Hoi)
• James Wong - Rich Brother Dragon
• Teddy Yip Wing-Cho - Yau Mo-Leung (Kau's Partner) (as Ip Wing Cho)
• Wu Ma - Uncle Ng (as Ng Ma)
• Corey Yuen - Gambler Wah
• Chung Fat - Driver
• Stanley Fung - Motorcycle Cop (as Fung Shu Fan)
• Lam Ching-ying - Exorcist
• Richard Ng - Roadblock Cop #1 (as Ricky Ng)
• Billy Ching Sau Yat - Roadlock Cop #2
• Billy Chow - Yau's Bodyguard
• Robert Samuels - Yau's Bodyguard
• James Tien - Monk Taoist Foster (as Tin Chuen)
• Paul Chun - Gambler (as Chun Pui)
• Jameson Lam - Wedding Thug
• Garry Chan - Wedding Thug
• Hon Ping - Thug
• Tsim Siu-Ling - Thug
• Jue Wan-Sing - Thug
• Kwan Kwok-Chung - Thug
• Kwan Yung - Thug
• Chan Sek - Thug
• Ouyang Sha-fei - Mahjong Player
• Man Wah Tsui - Lottery Hostess
• Clifton Ko - TV Crew Member (as Clifton C.S. Ko)

External links[edit]

• The Gambling Ghost on IMDb
• The Gambling Ghost at AllMovie

Well here we are, the next exciting chapter in this story. And I honestly don't have anything to add to the prenote other than that for the time being, I have what I need now to make everything I have planned out. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Now I hope you enjoy.

Please be kind. Please Review.

Oooh. And If I owned anything other than Tyson, I wouldn't be writing Fanfiction for your enjoyment. That's the disclaimer.

Falcon S. Kimeraki

Chapter Fourteen - The New Kid.

Piotr Rasputin looked out towards the great rocky cliffs and to the night sky, his hands with in his blue jean pockets, while eyeing the very stars that Illyana, his little sister, had once looked up upon. Looking down to his path, he scuffed the ground, kicking a rock from it's nesting place, and sending it down the pathway, towards a large and decrepit castle, hidden by the mists and trees that this strange forest came to possess, and that he had the misfortune of calling home. He had been but in Magneto's service for little more than a few days before he realized that this was not the place that Magneto had hoped to create. No. It was not this Genosha. The Mutant Zion. but what place did he have left to go. Stopping once again, he looked back up to the stars, and thought back to how it all began.

~Rasputin Farm, Two Months Prior~

The day had been great, despite the rather rough season that they were having. The Fields had just been harvested, the Barns animals were still good and were now kept warm. Of course the work was never done. Those were just the critical things that needed to be done before the storm him. Strange dark clouds had been swirling in the distance. Signs of a storm blowing in , and a bad one at that. However in the area where they had left the harvest, it was well protected from the elements, and it would keep, despite the signs of bad weather. father had long since retired to the house, to collect some sort of tool that they needed to fix a pipe. That had been hours ago though, and Piotr had returned to his work, thinking that his father had simply gone and enjoyed the food of their mother.

How Wrong He Was.

In the blink of a Eye, the lights around the farm had flickered and disappeared, leaving Piotr to his own devices. Had it not been for the full moon though, he would not have seen it coming. There with in the shadows of a tree stool a monstrous sized beast, black as midnight, baring gleaming white teeth holding tinges of some sort of liquid upon it. Piotr did not have to guess. As the beast lunged, he pulled at his new gift, the one that allowed him to work when the farm machinery did not, and covered himself in a metallic alloy. With one mighty swipe, He had cuffed the beast so hard that he had been sent flying away, hitting the barn in the distance, disappearing with in a puff of black smoke. Whatever strangeness that was. It was not something that he knew. But he knew how to fight it. Rushing forwards towards the front door, literally going straight through, only to stop and look on in shock at the sight before him. His mother and father were killed. Ripped and pulled apart by some sort of vicious beast with claws and nails. Looking down around their bodies he saw many things. Strange paw prints. Biggest tha the had seen upon any sort of dog or Wolf. But that 'beast', if one could call it that, was not natural. However another realization dawned upon him.

They were in front of Illyana's room.

Not even attempting to be careful around the bodies, he pushed forwards towards the door, slamming into it where it swung open and splintered. However, The room had been left untouched. Not a thing was out of place. Except for one thing. Illyana was not there. There was no sign of forced entry past his own. The windows were still closed, and he did not see any set of little girl foot prints with in the snow or in the blood out in the main room. So what had happened? Where had she gone? What force could have taken her with out so much as leaving a sign that she had been taken at all? Despite the seemingly hopelessness of the situation, he vowed that he would not stop until he had found out what had happened to Illyana, their little snowflake.

Three days had passed, and though it was more or less simply searching, he had gone to the closest neighbours, his shirt and pants covered with in the red substance. Originally they were shocked at Piotr's appearance. so much in fact that his friends had actually pulled a rifle upon his form, now flesh and blood, and threatened him. Until he spoke. And he explained the situation to them. The had gone to the local magistrate of their corner of the world, and after the scene of the bodies had been examined, and Piotr explained why there were broken doors, A call to arms had been announced. The Sheriff had sent out for search parties. The man killing wolf's as the law enforcer pronounced, needed to be stopped, and Piotr had gone along, in hopes of finding his sister, while the neighbours scoured the country side homes, seeing if Illyana had gone to any of her friends.

Two weeks had passed after that. and simply, Though the wolf's in the area had been eliminated, none were of any sizable significance to the paw prints with in the Rasputin Home. And there had been no sign of that of Illyana. No Trace. After they had returned, he had gone to stay with the neighbours. it was at that point that Magneto, who introduced himself to Piotr as Erik Lensher, spoke of his ambition to help all mutants. He had quickly turned him down. But Magneto would have none of that, and had pulled a card to help him gain the loyalty of the large Russian. Magneto would use his resources to help Piotr find his missing relative, in exchange for his services.

Piotr had agreed.

-Flash back end-

Piotr sighed as he moved onwards, his hands with in his pockets, walking on towards the dome, passing under the rocky cliffs and moonlight. He had signed a deal with the devil, he could only hope that Magneto would actually come through on his part of it, so that way he could know a small measure of peace in these very turbulent times. Hearing rocks tumbling from the side, he quickly turned his head looking around himself, while drawing upon his gift, transforming into his metallic form. Knock out white eyes, a Sid effect of the transformation, eyed the area around him.

'Jumpy, Aren't we.' Growled a voice from the side, which did not easy Piotr's tension. The Russian knew the voice. And knew it well now. It was Sabretooth. One of Magneto's most dangerous men. Of course though, like any Russian, did not lower his guard around any man that he did not trust.

'Da. Vhat iz it dat you want?' He asked, crossing his arms, glaring at the man.

'Don't take that tone with me, runt. I've skinned things tougher than your hide.' Sabretooth stated, his dark eyes narrowing at the evident challenge that the younger man had been presently. Whether the Russian knew it or not. However, shaking his head, he turned and looked towards the dome. 'Mags has a job for us. Some Recruiting. He figured you might want to tag along. I just think it's a waste of time.'

'Anyz'ing to you is a vaste of time... I vill go.' The large Russian stated, as he began to move forwards once more, heading towards the metallic dome once more, heavy foot falls the only sign to the beast man that Colossus had not even bothered to lower his powers, clearly not trusting the man.

'Kid's got spunk.'

Xavier Institute-

Could not believe what she had heard from Jean that morning. She was beyond pissed. She was Livid! And Nature had reflected her feelings. This man had come into her confidence and had spoke to her about friendship and threatened one of the children under that roof. One of HER children. Hers! Long white hair swaying behind her, as she marched through the hallways with in the mansion, and shoved the gardens glass doors open, to see Tyson there, sipping tea, while looking down to one of the plants. Of course though that didn't matter. So there she marched out, low heels hitting the ground as lightning boomed overhead, causing the entire room to shudder from the noise that it produced.

'What the Hell happened last night.'

And of course Tyson went about his business, looking down to the sick plant, as he reached down and felt a leaf. It wasn't until another bolt streaked the sky, and another large shudder came. 'That's rather pointless, Ororo.' He stated, which just caused her to make another streak cross the skies, which kept him un-phased. 'I would have told you for the mere asking. He told you though, did he not?'

'No. Jean did.'

He paused in both his work and his speech, before he returned to the potted plant, as he clipped another vine. Looking down to it he nodded to it before he tossed it in the compost pile. 'I see… What else did she say?'

'She said that she picked up strong feelings and memories. Though a blur mostly. People screaming and dying in some terrifying ways.' She stated looking towards her friend, wondering what had happened that night. He didn't regard her, and when five minutes passed she let out a mean howl, before she just threw her hands up in the air and waved her arms, and started to stamp away. However something stopped her.

'He asked about World War Two.' She stopped and turned, looking towards Tyson who kept his back to her as he reached out for a small water pale and began to water the plants in front of him. She knew from Logan's pas that there were many things that called up unwanted memories.

'Jean mentioned it.'

'I would imagine she did. She's quite thorough.' He stated dryly, as he watered on. 'The Americans began a project. To biologically enhance humans. And It was a success. During the time of World War Two.'

'What?'

'Yes. That humans wanted something greater to fight with? You make it sound as though your shocked. Don't be. Humanity is greedy and power hungry by nature. Greater men achieve different goals. But the means are always the same. Through Power.' He replied not even bothering to look up as he continued with his work. 'The Russians got word of their new secret project, and they wanted a weapon that could match or surpass that of the original Super Solider Program developed by the United States.'

And of course Ororo began to put things together in her mind. And then she remembered another fact. Logan was also apart of World War Two's history. Why didn't they know each other. 'What does this have to do with you?'

'I was their first achievement. They Called me the Red Ghost. Later, the people came to refer to me as Russia's Bloody Red Ghost. Later, a man came along, and was the second creature that had been created. One that Logan knows about all to well. Omega Red. We lived in the times of Stalin. More people died under his personal security forces than the entire amount lost in the actual War. And I saw all of it.' And Ororo's blue eyes widened as realization dawned upon her. Naruto asking the question had brought about so much pain for the man, though he did not show it.

'I'm sorry…. I didn't know… If I had I would have…'

'Explained it to them? There is nothing to apologize for. One would have thought that after all these years the memories would have faded… unfortunately… Time it seems does not dull the edge of such things.' He stated and thus he worked on, the silence stretching out, while Ororo watched him. Wondering just how wrong about him she actually had been all that time. And then slowly she walked towards another pot and began to work.

After all. There was no need to take her frustrations with the past out on innocent plants.

Bayville High-

It had been a tough week. Naruto had already offended one teacher by falling asleep in his class. To which of course, Sefu Wong had not forgiven him for, and had singled him out on several tasks with in the class room. It wasn't his fault that he had fallen asleep. But he had to admit this academy was different. Instead of teachers disregarding or picking on him, these were people that were actually. taking the time to help him to understand the work. Where the people in Konoha had actually failed to supply him with an actual education. And of course Yuriko sensei was behind him all the way. And every time that he had asked her why this was this or that was that, and how it pertained to anything that he would need back into the Ninja world, the reply was always the same.

'There was no such thing as useless Knowledge.'

But before he could contemplate more upon his current train of thought, he had heard laughing, the obnoxious kind. And only recent memory struck to who it was. Duncan Mathews. One of the many sports stars of the High school. And not someone that he enjoyed being around. Of course though, what they were doing was enough for Naruto to actually stand up and move towards them. They had just stuck some blonde girl in a locker.

'Hey!' Naruto Called out as he walked forwards, his backpack forgotten, along with the supplies for close encounters that Yuriko sensei had told him to keep on him.

'What doe sit Look like? Giving a new kid the initiation... Come to think of it. You didn't get one either. Buzz off before I decide to give it to you.'

'Up yours Duncan How Jean puts up with you and your bullshit is beyond me.'

'Heh, she puts up with it, because she wants to put up with it.' Duncan replied his blue eyes narrowing as he began to crack his knuckles. 'What's she doing to me any of your business anyways, brat?'

And Naruto did not like that tone at all. And he knew what it suggested. It was the same sort of thing that Sasuke had used time and time again. Only this time he had the power to beat this person easily. And all things considered he was sorely tempted. However had it not been for a flash of red hair that he saw around the corner, did he know that Jean was there. Now was probably the time to let the truth out in the open. And that was where Naruto's strategic fly by the seat of his pants mind kicked in.

'Doing to you? You sound as if there's something your not telling. Your not doing for her?' Naruto asked, while Duncan smirked looking at him. 'I thought so. Your not doing it for her. Your doing it for yourself. What's in it for you?'

'What do you think? Looking good beside a sexy woman that I can used as I see fit... there to be used and abused.' Duncan stated as he slammed his hand against the locker that the younger man was currently leaning against, attempting to intimidate Naruto is some fashion. A tactic that may have worked... If Duncan was anything like Tyson or Yuriko. This man was only hot air. 'Now that you know it though, your not going to tell her are you? Because your not going to like the consequences.'

'Heh. As a matter of fact. I didn't have to do anything. You did it all.' Naruto stated and gave a mischievous look towards the man, while Duncan looked on in confusion. However the sound of a tapping foot was a dead give away. His friends were not on the other sides of the walls, and keeping themselves there. While Jean Grey, known for her calmness towards all things, looked on, her narrowed green eyes lit with a flame of fire that none could measure up to.

'Used as you see fit? USED AND ABUSED?'

'Jean I can...'

'Stuff it!' She shouted at him, an actual full blown shriek before she turned and walked off, marching towards the outside. And she would have made it, had it not been for Duncan grabbing her arm and spinning her around.

'Jean. I want to...' He never got the chance to finish the sentence. Her leg had pulled back and she went straight into the soccer kick that had won so many games. Apparently it now saved her the anguish of hearing Duncan's pitiful excuses, as the man groaned, holding the space between his legs, while crumpling down upon the floor, where most of the girls were cheering her on, while the guys, didn't know who to back. Duncan was their friend for sure, but Jean... they'd never seen that sort of side of her. Every man in the vicinity had winced at the blow, even Naruto thought that that had gone out of line.

Though he loved every minute of it.

'What's going on here?' Came a booming voice, as Henry 'Hank' McCoy came walking through the crowd of people, to see one extremely angry Jean, and one very hurt Duncan. 'Anyone care to explain why he's on the ground?' Of course though, the response that Jean gave was a sound that half resembled a growl, and half resembled a howl. Her face bright red, she turned and marched out, to the outside, failing her arms out above her head in frustration. A move that had not gone unnoticed by Hank, who in turn just looked down to Duncan and slowly picked him up.

'Come on son. You've got explaining to do.'

'Me? She's the one that attacked me!'

'That may be. But what did you do to her to make her do it? And I think you'll find that your going to get very little sympathy from anyone, if what i think has happened, has happened.' But that was when there was a knock on the locker, and a muffled yell in a foreign language. And that got Naruto moving again.

'Oi! Hank! He and his goons locked someone in here!' Naruto cried, just as Duncan turned pale, and Hank just turned and eyed the young man that he had been helping to the nurses office, and then just promptly dropped him then and there. And then Hank looked to the locker and eyed the number on it.

'Alright Naruto. I want you to stay here, with Her and Mathews. I'm going to go and get the master key for these things from the office.' And thus did the newest member to the teaching society demonstrated his physical prowess as he ran through the hallways, and towards the office, leaving Duncan there just shaking his head, while Naruto just began to talk at the door. Looking around towards the door and then to Duncan, he began to think of anything that he could do to help the young lady with in the locker itself. However before he could try anything, Hank had returned with Principle Kelly in tow, along with the Head Janitor, someone that went by the name of Earl.

'Now what's all this here?'

'Sir, Duncan shoved someone into a locker, spoke uncouth things towards a friend of mine, and threatened to do it to me to.' Naruto spoke up, knowing that this sounded a bit more like tattling, however Yuriko had told him that this was more of a superior officer, and that he had the right to know. More so than anyone, with in the school. Of course though, Principle Edward Kelly raised his brown eyebrow at the statement, and crossed his arms.

'Those are some bold accusations, Mister Uzumaki. Do you have proof to back them up?'

'Sir?'

'Eyewitnesses? Someone seeing him actually shove the young lady into the locker?'

'No sir.'

'What about the uncouth comments.'

'Towards a friend of mine, Jean Grey. That was the point where people gathered around and began to watch.' Naruto stated, having the sudden suspicion in his gut that there wasn't going to be a whole lot happening other than a small slap on the back of the hand.

'And the threat.'

'Other than those two boys that were against the wall in the foot ball jackets. None.' Naruto stated, narrowing his blue eyes, wondering what all the questions were about.

'I see...' The man stated as he looked around before he looked to the janitor who had busied himself with unlocking the locker, and there poured out a young lady, with long flowing golden hair, and blue eyes, landing in a heap with her books falling around her. With all watching, the Janitor helped the young lady up, and began to move towards the nurses office. 'Excuse me Earl. I'm going to need to be speaking with her about what had happened to get her into the locker.'

'With all due respect sir. She innt in a'y way ta be giving ya'll interviews. I'mma take her to the nurse, get her all calmed up... Give her three hours. Mark my words sir, she be right as rain by then.' He stated as they continued onwards. And of course the Principle turned and looked towards the others and he nodded to them.

'Very well. With the young lady currently indisposed, and classes successfully interrupted. Mister Mathews, your suspended two weeks from school, and all Team events in that time period. Mister McCoy. That is the time table for his punishment. however he will have detentions with you after classes for two months, should the time be provided.' And with that the Principle had spoken, and though it was a questionable decision, Duncan Mathews looked smug at the young blonde boy. A look that said that that was not over. Not by a long shot. When both were out of ear shot, Hank just put his hands into his blue jean pockets and shook his head, his blue eyes showing his annoyance.

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'I suppose that is what happens when you have your father on the board of directors for the cities schools... Come on Naruto. Your late for class.' Hank stated, as he gestured to the young boy who in turn, turned and moved down the hallway, the forgotten backpack picked up on the way they went.

'Hey, Hank?'

'Yes?'

'Who was she?'

'The girl? A new student, I think. Foreign Exchange that comes from Russia, though her current guardian is out of Tibet.'

'Tibet? That some sort of bug?'

'Not exactly...' Hank replied with a chuckle as they walked onwards.

-X-mansion, Danger Room Control Room, After school-

Word had spread like wild fire around the mansion about Jean and Duncan. And though Scott had been pleased about the news, he wasn't sure if he should have been capitalizing on the football starts blunder. And though his mind wandered through to that possibility of him actually dating Jean, he also kept his mind on what they were doing. At the danger room, all had been present, Yuriko, Hank and Moira were even in attendance, while Logan and Charles manned the controls. Kurt and Kitty were talking about the differences in food tastes, while Ororo spoke to Rogue about how the tests were going and How Tyson's Training was aiding her. And there Tyson was, looking down to a folder, one leg over another, sipping tea, waiting for the event to begin.

With the door to the level below opened, It was Logan that took out his cigar and looked down to the controls making sure that everything was ready for the initial test that they were about to begin with. 'Alright. Pick a spot and shut up.' He growled out, before he bit back into his cigar, and looked down to the danger room floor again. 'Alright then...'

-Danger room, Ground Floor-

Naruto wait there, his knees bent in a crouched position against a wall, eyeing the place as though it were little more than another challenge to get through. Truth be told, He had been getting bored of Yuriko sensei's lessons. It was true that he was learning things, and she was taking the time to explain why he should do it that way, and correcting the stances that Mizuki had drilled into him. But he remembered this room. He remembered it well. And Kurt had summed it up fine when he spoke told him about that room that he actually looked forward to go against.

'It iz zhe hells own personal spot on earth!'

That had been how Kurt had described it to him, and that alone was enough to keep his interest peeked in it. So there he was waiting, and doing a mental check of everything that he had on him. His exploding tags were all gone, however he did have in his arsenal kunai, shuriken, some metal wire. Beyond that he actually had to think about it. Reaching behind him, he pulled off his pouch and opened it, wondering what exactly this gift that Iruka gave him actually had in it. It was true that he had dug in it for weapons. But other than that he never truly eyed what the old man had put in it.

Fumbling about, Naruto stumbled upon a strange article that he never knew existed. It had been a time where he had been eating at the noodle stand, with him and Iruka staring at each other with noodles dangling from their mouths, and trying to talk at the same time. He remembered that time. That had been around the first time he had actually done good at something. And Iruka had asked him what he had wanted to actually do as a reward for such a good job. Eyeing the photograph, he never heard the sound that had come out of the room. it wasn't until that second boom came forth did Naruto actually noticed and jumped three feet in the air.

'NARUTO!PAY ATTENTION!'

'Yes Logan Sensei?' he called out rather sheepishly, shaking his head lightly, as he scratched the back of his head. And of course there were people who had been actually been in the control room, their laughter at his mistake, while Logan just growled at him before there was a audible sigh.

'Alright Bub. You act like that in here with me pressing the start button, and your likely to become a shaved monkey.' The man warned, and then there was a sudden line that had been drawn against the metal on the other side of the room, glowing brightly. 'This is just a simple objective, you've got to make it to the other side of the Danger room. All holds are barred, you can go at it all you want, and ensure that you do. Because if I think the programs not tough enough, or your slacking off, and the difficulty is going up.' A statement that every person that had gone through the Danger Room gulped at. However, that just made Naruto grin his trade mark foxy grin.

'Bring it on old man. I'm betting that I can whoop this place like the last time.'

'... Old Man... Runt your crossing lines.' The man warned. 'Alright. Let's get this done and over with. Begin with tests.' And thus did the danger room come to life by the chances of opening a series of large metallic doors and out floated some sort of strange floating appliances with various little tubes at the bottom of them, and a camera lense on top. How unique. And there they floated, shifting this way and that.

'Danger room session beginning. Basic power grading test. Safety systems at maximum. Begin Test.'

And thus did Naruto prepare himself, shifting his legs into a more balanced way, spread apart and bent at the knees, while he eyed the surroundings. He remembered the room well. He also remembered that there were many weapons there. And from what Logan and Yuriko sensei had done with it earlier, it had the ability to change it's surroundings. So he had to be wary of each danger around the place. Connecting his fingers in such a way, his body was suddenly surrounded by a blue visible energy, his chakra, his aura, pulsing Greatly.

-Local School Gymnasium-

Wong had been sipping his tea, while eyeing several of the children that had shown an interest in learning the martial arts. Those that would use his teachings for destruction would never succeed past that of a first year student. However, there were some that showed a great deal of promise. And his new charge was indeed something else. She had more raw talent than any that had come before her. Even Doctor Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme would indeed have trouble with her. However she had been sent to him. One of their contacts in the Russian Government had sent word that she held power and had learned that he was currently in America, teaching. It was the perfect cover, and to the girl it was all true. Over the weekend he had picked her up and had gotten her settled in. However that rather unfortunate encounter with Duncan Mathews and his ilk, it will bear strange consequences. of that he would ensure of.

None attacked his charges.

Eyeing the students he nodded lightly as he slowly stood up, only to stop. Something was different. Not exactly wrong, but it was indeed there. He could feel it as ripples throughout the air currents. It was powerful. And thus did his warding spell, the one that he had left when he had almost been discovered, was triggered, sending to him an alert. Eyeing the young students, he nodded his head and clapped loudly.

'Very good. You all show promise. That will be all for today. Those of you who wish to return, may do so tomorrow afternoon.' He instructed and thus did the children young and old disperse while his young charge approached nodding her head, blonde lockes falling over her face and frame. Blue eyes holding a innocent twinkle, and a beautiful smile gracing her face.

'Sifu Wong! How did I do?' She asked and the elderly man smiled and nodded his head, patting her shoulder in congratulations, while the parents and their children slowly filed out chattering away about the lesson.

'You were wonderful, little one. You will do fine in time.' He instructed before he looked towards his office and then looked towards that of his charge once again and he nodded his head. 'Little one. I want you to return to the apartment tonight. I'm going to be finishing my paperwork for this afternoon, and, if your homework is done, we will head to Bob's Fun House, as a treat for your successes.'

And of course she just let out a childish squeal and then gave the aged man a quick hug, where he felt slightly awkward before he just returned it, patting her back gently, just before she bolted away from him and tore off into the woman's locker rooms. Smiling, he just shook his head gently before he turned and moved towards the office yet again. However instead of moving towards pile of paper work that had already been completed, he moved to his briefcase. Opening it up, he went through a series of hand signs, and then slammed a open palm into the bottom of the case. After just a moment there was a blue glow, and then he saw it. The form of Naruto, with in the strange room that he had stopped before. Only this time it seemed to be fully functional.

Leaning forwards he eyed the form that was there, before he concentrated upon the control room, and saw that all the children were there. Those that were from the Xavier Institute... And others that he did not know of, and yet all seemed to know one another and seem as though they knew many of each others secrets and gifts. 'Interesting.'

Danger Room-

There Naruto stood, in his stance eyeing the area around him. looking for the nearest trap and the hidden threats that he knew were there. And then began to use a technique that he had been long famous for. One that had taken him theft to learn.

'SHADOW CLONE JUTSU!' He bellowed and then it came, there was a massive plum of smoke which prevented the control room from seeing what it should have been able to. which was the ground floor. And when the smoke cleared there stood Naruto. More than fifty of them on the wall, and then one gave a fist pump into the air, and then let out a massive Cry. One that was received by all those Naruto's down there. 'Charge.' He ordered and thus did they all do it.

When they did it began. there were some sort of energy cannons that popped up out of the walls and took shoots with rubber balls. Things that would smart, leave a mark, but no long term damage. However before they could get off two shots. several Naruto's began to run up the walls using a technique that Kakashi Sensei had taught to them. The only one in fact. The tree climbing exercise could be applied to all surfaces. Each pulling out a kunai and stabbing it into exposed gears for the rubber balls to shoot. And thus did it work together. The reloading device failed to reload which interpreted error messages on all of the training guns computer programs, which displayed error messages to the Control Room.

-Control room-

All had watched on as Naruto made the first move, and there was utter silence. Even Logan's cigar that he had been smoking dropped off and out of his mouth, landing upon the floor as he watched and saw the same thing that everyone else in the room saw. Yuriko's eyebrows had gone into her brow, Hank and Moira were deep in discussion about what sort of fundamentals would be involved with that sort of technique. While the others around the room just looked on in shock, not really knowing what to say on that. It was a dire shock for them all. Naruto had become a army in just a few moments of time. That alone had become a feat for legends. However The only one that didn't seem to be bothered about what had just occurred was Tyson. Though he had simply raised an eyebrow to the boys impressive and rather... original combat strategies.

After a few moments of seeing Naruto's steady progression through the danger room. Logan had growled and then moved to the key board, typing in several commands. 'Time to turn up the heat a bit. See how well he runs with it.' He stated shaking his head while the others nodded dumbly. clearly not paying attention to what Logan was doing.

-Danger room-

'Danger room training session increased to level five. planning according.'

And thus did more an different traps come out. Clone's that Naruto that had stood for and analysed the situation for just a few moments , were crushed by folding flooring. Floating droids came out of the roof and began to watch, analysing of their own accord before they began to open up fire with a torrent of small rubber balls. Those of the Naruto's that could see what was happening were immediately retaliating of their own accord. Instead of avoiding or dodging, they each pulled out from their side holster kunai, pulled out their arms and sent them flying forwards, up into the air, and turned several into pin cushions. A very good thing as well. Because at that moment, Naruto, the true one, had stopped where a some sort of cannon came and popped out of the ground pointed it's barrel at the back of Naruto's head. The Droid that had been shat down had landed upon said cannon and had caused somewhat of a chain reaction with the machinery, where it ignited and blew up. However Fortunately enough Naruto had moved away before the explosion could occur.

'Old man must be nuts. Turning up the levels on this thing... Never thought that he'd go senile at a young age.' Naruto commented before he shaking his head and then, noticed that out of the walls sprouting more cannons of some sort of degree. Pulling back a kunai of his own, he took off in a sprint and fired it forwards, and then moved towards the finishing line. The rooms commanding intelligence matrix had watched on as this boy moved towards the finishing line and in a last ditch effort moved to actually stall him had entered in a series of commands. The floor split apart in a quick split and put together a large wall to block his access to the barrier.

But Naruto had better plans. Channelling his power once more , Naruto began to rush up the side of the wall, not losing a bit of speed as he fought the laws of gravity and then hoped up and over the edge. And just over the other side of the wall stood a torrent, with several razor edge saw blades there, ready to fire. It was only a moment later before that thing had locked on to Naruto's heat, and fired. But a moment was more than enough time for Naruto to counter on his own accord. he channelled power into his body, and then the saw blades met their target. Which brought out the sock of everyone there, more so Logan. who had turned up the difficulty of the actual simulation, and had seemingly killed the kid. that was until the body popped into a puff of smoke, revealing only metallic debris from some place behind Naruto.

'RASANGEN!' Came a voice. And there Naruto was, charging forwards with a blue swirling sphere of energy, slamming it into the side of the saw blade cannon that had fired upon him. There was a massive explosion. The Kind that sent out a shock wave, and one that shattered the windows with in the new Control Room, and sent forth a massive wave of wind that knocked everyone out of their chairs and onto the ground. Even the professors chair was knocked over, sliding the poor man across the ground. Once the rubble and smoke cleared there Naruto was, standing at the end of the room, arms crossed and looking cocky with a shit eating grin, with several clones rushing over.

'Simulation over. Creating Damage Reports.' The woman's voice stated to all in the control room who hadn't even known what had knocked them out of their chairs. And when Logan's head popped over the consol that was looking out to the Danger Room and then growled at Naruto.

'This was supposed to be a test Brat.'

'You upped the level, old man. Don't blame me for your senile decisions.'

'Senile Decisions... That's it!' He growled as he stood up and marched to the eleveator that moved out to the danger room. 'I don't care who he thinks he is. I'm going to down there and I'm going to tan his hide!'

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And that was when Kurt appeared beside Naruto and grinned, patting the child's shoulder as Logan began to descend into to the Danger room. 'It's been good knowing you.' And then ported out, and back to safety as Logan exited the elevator, just glaring towards the young boy in front of him as he marched, claws shed and sprouting sparks as he struck them against one another.

'New Game, Half Pint.' He stated as he lowered himself for a charge. only to jerk and then fell forwards against the hard metal floor. And there, who stood behind him was not that of Jean Grey, or Ororo Munroe. There stood Tyson, his two fingers extended, with his long silver hair swaying.

'He will be alright in a few hours time. I hit a nerve point... And Logan. If you tend to act so Uncouth in such civilized company, This will not be the first lesson in proper manners that will be given.' He warned and then Tyron's sharp grey eyes met Naruto's blue ones and he offered the simplest of nods. 'Those were some rather impressive techniques that you displayed.'

'They are Shinobi techniques from where I'm from. Really High ones to. I had to steal a huge scroll to get the Shadow Clone Technique. And Pervy Sage taught me out to do the Rasengan.'

'You don't say? There was a moment there where we thought that you had actually be killed. What was that one?'

'Huh?' Naruto stated and then it clicked in. 'Oh! You mean when that piece of sharp metal tried to kill me? That was the Substitution Jutsu. All Academy Graduates are needed to know that one, along with two other techniques in order to go to the final test.'

'I see... Very well. You had questions about your School work?'

'Uh.. You don't have to...'

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'I do not hear a denial. Meet me in my study after supper and we will discuss things.' He stated and then turned and exited out.

'I'm still here bub! And When I get my...'

'You will do nothing, if you value the ability to soundly have Children.' Countered Tyson with the full force and intensity that a man of his distinguished career would know.

The Next Day-

There Naruto was sitting in class, looking down to his text book waiting for the next exciting instalment of Sifu Wong's English Class. Looking around he just grinned. Oh what he had in store. Turning his head to look towards the young lady beside him, he nodded his head. He knew her from Duncan's little initiation test and he smiled at her when she looked at him.

'How you doing?'

'I am Fine. Thank you. For the other day.' And at that he just chuckled and scratched the back of his head. in truth he didn't want any sort of thanks or reward for what he did. He got plenty around there as it was. His face went and got a little rosy, and he scratched the back of his head, grinning stupidly.

'Your welcome. But stop, your embarrassing me.' He commented with a chuckle, and then he offered her his hand. 'Naruto Uzumaki.'

'Illyana Rasputin.' She replied as she reached out a gave him a gentle and yet firm handshake, just as Sifu Wong entered the Room.

'Good Morning Class. Mister Uzumaki. I must say that it is a bit of a surprise to see you... Awake.' He commented as he took a seat in his chair, while he eyed the class again and then slid open a desk drawer to look for a stick of chalk. What he wasn't expecting was some sort of white powder thrown into his face from said desk. The force had been enough for the old man to recoil back on his chair. However that proved to be a bit of a mistake, as the legs snapped and the teacher was dumped out of his chair and fell backwards. Everyone in their chairs jumped up and looked at the aged old man who looked around shocked, completely. And then there were several chuckles, and some full blown laughter. 'Class is dismissed.' Wong stated shaking hsi head as he wiped off his face.

However as the class was leaving, Illyana noticed that Naruto was still snickering at the strangeness of what happened at the Classroom. She thought the young man just had a hard time stopping his laughing. However then he nodded his head. 'One down.' He mumbled, and Illyana knew that he had done something. but before she could question him, he rounded the corner and moved into the cafeteria and sat down with what he supposed was his friends.

-Outside, Unknown Location.-

There a man sat in a tree, with a big yellow dish with large orange pieces and a six pack of beer. Old Fashioned Kokanee, An expensive import that it's former owner was more than happy to be rid of. Reaching down, the man grabbed some of them and stuffed them into his mouth as he eyed the situation that happened in the room through a series of binoculars'. Watching his target. the boy with blonde hair. Meeting that young lady, and what he figured was some sort of introduction. And then the laughing.

'So the kid's got a crush... Stooooopid hormones. You'd think by now the Public school system is failing.' And then he witnessed the prank against the teacher and just outright laughed. 'That was classic. Pranking the obnoxious teacher. I loved it.' He stated as he looked back down through his binoculars. And peering back into the classroom. 'That was fucking epic... And this gives me a idea. Pay day comes early this year.' He spoke out loud until he felt a rather unwelcome wetness on his shoulder. Turning his head from his binoculars, he found an offending white substance on said appendage. Looking up, he noticed that there was a bird there. Glaring at it, through his black red and white mask, he pulled out one of his personally modified little guns and pointed it at his young offended.

'Alright brat. Say yer prayers. Yer disappearing.' And that was when he heard something. A snapping sound. Turning his head to look at the tree where he was currently at, he just eyed it and then saw the wood splintering. '...Crap.' And that was when it snapped, and he was sent falling to the rather hard ground, hitting every branch on the way down. Before he hit the ground, his beer landing on his back. '...Ow.'

-New Orleans-

There at the gambling table, sat a man shuffling the cards and nodding to the players. With long brown red hair, and with a pair of blue jeans, a black t-shirt stretched out over his frame, and a pair of black shades, covering up his blood red eyes. A look that most found discomforting. Looking around towards the others, he sipped his burbon and then eyed the players around him, puffing on his cigarette. Most of the players he knew. Old butter fingers always tried to stop him. He wasn't much of a poker player, but in the thieves guild, he was someone to reckon with in terms of business.

Fancy Fu was a Japanese Immigrant, fleeing from the Yakuza. He wasn't much of a gambler, but he knew how to play when he did. In the short time that he had been there. He was evidently a skilled and hand his hands in everything that went on in the city now. And that reason was the simple need of self preservation. Remy knew the man had save houses all over the place. And knew that he and his men were the ones responsible for the recent string of Bank Robberies in the city. Bold. But it was a move that could lead the FBI to actually come and see if they couldn't weed them out.

The Third was a mystery. He had a fancy black suit, probably Italian, with a long black over coat, and a black hat. The man had big money to. He sat at the table and dropped a stack of paper that he hadn't seen in a long time. This person was big money. that much he knew. And he had noticed the man's two companions as well. A tall built man with along hair and in dire need of a shave. A biker drop out probably. The other was currently having a woman flirting with him. Tall, muscularly built, blue eyes and short black hair done up in a crew cut, and from what he could tell from his particular angle, the poor man was red in the face and had absolutely no idea what he was getting himself into.

'Your deal, mon'a'mi.' He stated as he slid the deck over to the suited man, who nodded.

'Thank you.' He stated as he cut the deck, and then shuffled it the old fashioned way. Taking one half, and then another and then quickly flipped them together. Stacking and restacking it three times. He offered it to the player that had given him the cards, which were then cut and then were quickly passed out. 'The Game is Five Card Stud. Nothing Wild. And the Sky's the limit.' He stated as he set them down and looked to Fancy Fu.

'Your bet.

'I bet Twenty.' Fu Replied setting down those things, and then took a drink from his moderately insensible drink.

'I'm out.' Butter fingers stated as he tossed his cards away.

'The Bet is to you Mister LeBeau.' The Man stated as he sipped his water lighlty, while Remy, just looked at him through his sunglasses, sizing the man up.

'I'm sorry, Mon'A'mi. but have we met some where? Do I happen ta owe ya money?' He asked as he tossed in his chips and nodded his head. 'See yer Twenty Fu, and Raise Fifty.'

'To both your questions, in that order. Are No. And No.' He responded as he eyed his cards and nodded his head before he tossed his own into it. 'Call. Cards?'

'Three.' A dead give away to both the players who nodded, and the suited man gave the man three.

'Mister LeBeau?'

'One off of de Top.' He stated, which he tossed one to the dealer and then received one as well. 'So, what brings ya'll to New Orleans?'

'Dealer takes none. Bet is to Fu.' The man stated and then for the first time since the game began, the man took his grey eyes off of the game and looked at Remy. 'Not for the food, Company, Drink or Games.'

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'Bet Seventy.'

'Non? Den why you come? Certainly a man of your expensive tastes and rather unique choices in body guards dat are at de Bar.' Remy stated as he tossed in, just simply calling.

'Noticed did you?' He stated as he tossed his own into the pot. 'I have a use for men with certain talents. I've heard of a man named Gambit that can be of use to me.'

'Dis Gambit Homme... Remy heard 'bout him. Heard he ain't cheap, either.' He explained as Fu showed his hand, holding two Pair and he nodded his head. and then flashed his own. Three Eights and a two black Aces. 'Full house. Aces and Eights.'

'I've heard that as well. And if he accepts my proposition. His payment is in front of him.' He stated as he set down his own. 'Royal Flush. I believe the game is mine Gentlemen. So tell me. Do you think that the legendary Gambit will accept this gracious payment?'

'Remy be Thinkin' so. You Caught his attention. What be the job?'

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'Let us talk in private.'

-Chapter End-

Next time on Naruto and the X-men: Tugging at the Threads.