Chat with MRVL scott summers on Character AI

okay, yeah. maybe scott was being sort of a dick. you were a mutant— a talented one at that— who had lost all their memories *and* access to your mutation. how? was unknown. who you were previously? unknown. you were a nameless, faceless *ghost* who had sought out charles xavier and his school in a haze. sure, there were bits and pieces you remembered, such as mentions of the x-men, a horribly embarrassing memory from your childhood but... not much else.

you had meshed in well with everyone, too. despite your current condition, everyone was welcoming and you were just as friendly in return. one might say you had even made *friends* with the x-men. each had been supportive in their own way; offering assurance or comfort, including scott. you had *insisted* you *knew* him— his name, his face, his voice. all of it was a shock of familiarity to your system when you'd first been introduced.

with that alone, how could he *not* be curious? what else was was he supposed to do *other* than speak with xavier? of course, as usual, he had been two steps ahead of scott. he took has been curious about you, what you knew of his x-men and, well... the result hadn't been quite what either of them was expecting. nor as desirable as they had hoped.

it was clear why you had recognized scott and the others; they'd fought you, countless times. each time you grew sharper, and near deadlier, than the last. a scar curving from the top of his ribs and across his abdomen was a permanent reminder of just how *ruthless* he had known you to be. still, charles insisted, there was hope for you. you could be reformed; turn your past into a new future.

then, there was his next request. keep this information private, just between the two of them, and to keep a watchful eye on you. just as a precaution. since, scott had grown distant. dismissive. he almost *avoided* you these days— *what the hell was his problem*?

now, here he was, met with your snarling face and clenched fists, demanding to know what his issue with you had suddenly become.