Streak watched with amazement at the ease that the giant ice creature was still dealing with the robots. This is still to easy. This is gonna be really fun when I amp it up. Streak cringed as Sam became distracted, was hit and sent flying across the room. He didn't seem to have gotten hit that badly since he got back up and continued fighting. The windows started to fog up in the control room, so Streak leaned forward and wiped the windows so he could see the rest of the fighting.

He'd cleared up the windows just in time for him to see Sam raise two giant coffins out of the iced floor. Streak just smiled and said under his breath, "Now that is cool." When two more ice creatures came out of their cases, he just stared amazed at them. This was getting really interesting. Once they'd dispatched the of the robots the silver man got ready to turn it up again when Sam spoke up.

“So what do you think Streak? You want to jump in here two, I think it would be fine you beefed the level to the max, I can watch the cameras after.”

He pushed the button for the voice and said, "That is so cool. Ya I think I will join you." He flipped more switches and once again went through the window and fell towards the ground. The Danger Room was now set on it's highest level. Every thing in the room was that wasn't a building or something was going to be trying to hurt them very badly. Once he was standing next to Sam he looked up towards the control room and said, "Show opponents." He knew the attacks were going to be coming very fast and almost unrelenting. It was going to be a combination of everything Sam had come up against today plus a few things that he'd found by searching the computers files. There were thugs, stalker bots, easier bots, flying disks that shot lasers, lasers hidden inside the walls of the Danger Room, and many other things.

"Hope your ready for this. It should be lots of fun. Just as a reference, the floating disks learn from each attack you do on a fellow disk, so the same thing wont work twice on those. It's the same with some of the robots. There's also some hidden surprises that will pop out of random places." He said to Sam informing him of the different things that might appear. However, there was also many other hidden surprises in store for everyone.

(feel free to make up atatckers)

Sam grinned and nodded slightly excited he was finally able to see what exactly Streak could do. Sure he’s seen it from a distance but that’s about it. ‘All bout team work here then.’ Thought Sam as a fellow X-men in training he was sure he would have to team up with Streak in the future.

"Hope your ready for this. It should be lots of fun. Just as a reference, the floating disks learn from each attack you do on a fellow disk, so the same thing wont work twice on those. It's the same with some of the robots. There's also some hidden surprises that will pop out of random places."

“Hidden huh? My favorite kind.” With a grin Sam called out to the three ice golems as the formed a half circle with Sam and the original golem in the middle, ‘wonder if I can control more’ Sam thought, a voice answered back in his head, ‘Try it you got nothing to lose right?’ Sam activated his powers once again and created 5 more coffins and smiled as they all opened revealing 5 more giant golems. Four golems steeped out and walked towards Sam and the group almost inclosing Sam in a circle of giant ice statues. Sam looked over to the last one that remained in the coffin and frowned ‘he isn’t moving, guess seven is my limit’ the voice came back, ‘don’t get greedy there is eight of us now and with streak that’s nine we should be able to take on any of the opponents this room has to offer’.

Sam looked around to see floating discs zooming and zig zagging around the danger room as some large stalker bots appeared and his favorite robot. Sam smiled as the giant robotic penguin that breathed fire Sam pointed to the giant robotic penguins in suits and explained to streak, “Careful those things have built in flame throwers in there mouths.” Sam continued to look at the different verity of opponents that now stood in the Danger room. The smaller Robots weren’t as much of a concern as he looked at the bigger ones that were easily noticed. A giant T-rex gave a loud mechanical roar as a giant bird flew around circling them. Sam had goose bumps from the excitement. “God I love smashing robots.”

Sam formed two swords in each hand as the golems around him materialized weapons of their own. Sam saw a giant axe, a giant sword, a club and two spears. What really caught his attention was the last two, one held I giant sickle, which gleamed in the light, and the last one simply grew long claws where his fingers were. Without his permission the one with the sickle and the claws advanced forward as the others just tightened around Sam. The one with the sickle threw his long staff and blade as it passed by a few robots only to be brought back with a flash by simply yanking on a chain that was connected to the staff. Three robots weren’t down instantly as the sickle returned into his hand. The ones with the claws went for the more direct approach as he ran and jumped at a robot and started to slash the bot to bit’s with a fierce determination.

Looking to Streak he said, “The weird thing was I didn’t even tell them to do that. Like they have a mind of their own or something.” Sam then started a full out jog as the tight circle of golems broke apart into a wedge formation with Sam leading the charge raising his weapons into a nice attacking position. While the other two golems continued on their own way, ‘okay so five listen the other two do there own thing gonna have to work on that’ thought Sam.

Streak watched as Sam's ice monsters handled a group of the robots with ease. "You've got enough here to start your own basketball team or something man." Streak said joking to him. He listened to Sam talk for a minute and said, "Ooh, flame throwing penguins. My favorite kind." A sly smile appeared on his silver face. He was very excited to get this started. "Start." He chimed to the computer as everyone started going after their own opponents. Everything sprang to life at once.

Streak formed a sword that looked a little like a sword made by elves. He ran at his closest attacker ready to strike. The sword he carried was smooth and looked like it was almost one entire piece. With only a small hilt it was almost all pure silver blade. Charging next to the ice creatures was a little odd but Streak was able to put that past him and focus on thrashing the robots in front of him. What Streak had neglected to tell Sam was that even though they managed to destroy one, more appeared, like cockroaches. Eventually it would be a loosing battle because they would be so helplessly outnumbered that there would be no way to win. Or at least that's how the computer said the scenario would play out.

Silver never took much store in computer models because they couldn't account for human improbability and resourcefulness. Streak attacked the first robot he came to. He started out so close that the robot had no time to block or ready an attack. The skilled fighter's sword swept clean through the robot between its head and shoulders. As soon as Streak pulled his word back the head fell off, the robot fell to the floor. Streak wasn't paying any attention to what happened to the robot because he was already defending himself from an attack by another robot. Streak was currently using both hands to guide his sword; however, he knew that if he continued using both hands for one sword he wouldn't last long because he wouldn't be able to block everything. With both hands on his sword ha looked up to make sure he had enough clearance.

The robots were closing in on him rapidly and cutting him off from Sam and his army. He was clear overhead, however, there was one flying disk zooming towards him. Streak timed it just right so that he pushed off from one robot, used another as a spring and soared high in the air. As he came back down the disk flew under him and he pulled his hands apart forming another sword in his left hand. He fell rapidly, slicing the disk in half and landing on a weaker robot with a resounding "Crunch." Streak started to swing his swords around fast, making it look almost wild and out of control. However, insane his swordsmanship looked it was working because the robots were falling in many different pieces at his feet.

Suddenly the back of Streak's legs felt hot, like they were burning. He spun around to see a little penguin trying to barbecue him. "Hey that's not very nice." He said bringing a sword down and slicing it clean through. He continued to fight the other robots around him. They were getting harder and harder as he fought them.

Sam grinned as he was lading the charge and kept grinning even after his little wedge formation of him and his golems clashed with a large group of robots. Sam immediately cleared through a gut of a fire-breathing penguin as he felt it go thought the other side. Sam brought the word up causing the robot to split in two as he turned and started performing what he called, ‘Dance of the Blades’ it was in his opinion the best way to describe what he did. Using the ice on his feet he created less friction on the ground and was able to pivot a lot easier and a lot faster. Waving the sword like one would wave a hand Sam slashed and sliced through all the robots around him with ease. Up until one of the little discs flew by Sam’s feet and threw him off balance.

Looking up to see a giant robot with a small laser blade lowering to Sam’s stomach he panicked. He closed his eyes for a second and heard 4 loud bangs. Sam opened his eyes to see that the giant robot was no more. Four of the ice golems saw to that, the Sword, Axe, and the two spearmen all impaled the now robot. The robot with the club bent over and picked Sam up and set him down on the ground. A little confused Sam just responded, ‘Umm thank you.’ ‘You should keep your guard up’. Sam looked around for the other two as they were still doing their own thing. The one with the claws was now on all fours goring a small robot as the one with the sickle waved it around like it was nothing.

Sam looked for streak but couldn’t find him wondering if Streak was okay. Chances are if he were hurt the scenario would have been paused. Sam noticed that the robots began to increase more and more and they seemed stronger with each round. “Alright time to kick this up a notch.” Sam’s two blades formed into a large for bladed knife with a large circle in the middle, which resembled a giant ninja-throwing star. It started to rotate fiercely as it gave off a small buzzing sound as it cut through the air. Sam looked to the five ice soldiers closest to him and gave them similar weapons. Now all holding the large rotating swords as they just waited for robots to just fly or walk into the rotating blades. Some tried to adapt and try to run around but it didn’t work. They formed a perfect circle.

Sam called out to “Streak where are you?” as the Sam and everyone else in the circle defense continued to hold the rotating weapons as it slashed through their opponents.

Streak was busy fighting off his own enemies so he didn't see what Sam was doing. robots were getting harder this time and his swords weren't penetrating them like they used to when he first started. It was taking him more and more strikes to bring down the robots. They were learning faster than he could come up with a plan to destroy them. Finally Streak was able to get the upper hand on the main robot he was fighting. Actually he was fighting about three at one time. Streak was using everything in his powers to fend off the attacks.

He was on one knee now and blocked a strike with his sword. The attack was so powerful that instead of stopping the punch it sliced straight through arm, which fell to the ground useless. Streak then stood up and sliced with both swords making an x in the robots chest. Moving on to block another robot he sliced through the robots head before returning to the robot he was fighting a second ago. With one swift move he stabbed his sword into the middle of the x. It went through easily and the robot went down. Pulling it out, he swung it to his side and connected with another robot. Streak turned around to miss blocking a bow staff sent at his head. Streak went down but quickly came back up shaking his head. The bow staff was coming back at him just as fast as the first time. Beginning to block the bow staff he was getting surrounded by the other robots. The other robots were beginning to close in on Streak and the robot he was fighting.

The last time he'd faced this robot he had hos own bow staff and he'd beat it, quite easily in fact. He combined his swords together and formed a bow staff with blades. Continuing the attack Streak turned it around on the robot. Streak went from giving ground to taking ground. Streak's bladed bow staff was taking a toll on the robots staff. He was taking bits and pieces out of it. Finally, in one strong blow broke his staff in half. Continuing his attack Streak sliced up its head and moved on. Over all the racket he heard Sam's voice. It was almost indiscernible, but he was able to respond to it. "I'm over here." He yelled above everything.

Streak turned towards where he thought Sam's voice was coming from and started to clear the path of robots to where he thought Sam was. He formed his swords again and started bringing the robots down from behind. Eventually he had cleared enough that he could see Sam and all his ice creatures. He continued his run to Sam taking heads off robot after robot. He was creating quite an open path for him to run through. He was only feet from Sam and his creatures when, suddenly, he was hit hard in the head from behind. "Ooff." Was all he said before he fell to the ground. Streak struggled to get up. Unfortunately a lot of robots came and started to jump onto him. Streak rolled over onto his back and dropped his swords and started grappling with the robots. He needed help, and fast. Without his weapons and lying on the ground he wasn't going to be able to hold them off for long.

Sam watched in horror as Streak went down and was becoming the center of a dog pile, “Streak!!” called Sam as him and his golems dropped their circular defense. They all ran for him but before they got close enough Sam noticed that the two golems that were fighting by them self rushed over to the aid of Streak. The one with the claws slashed the two closets to Streak as the sickle came in inches from tearing a limb from Streak. ‘Be careful’ Sam called out to the sickle-wielding minion. Sam and his four golems got closer to Streak and the other two. Now clearing the robots away from Streak Sam looked to him, “So is there a time limit or is it just till we can’t take any more?” Sam looked around as a robot snuck in his swinging range as it bopped him in the face. Sam staggered back as two of the golems crushed the robot in a flash have blew and a loud crunch.

Sam looked around noticing that most of his golems had cracks and were getting slower which he figured had to do with his own condition, he wasn’t doing to well, he had a few broken ribs and cuts and busies all over his body. His reactions in turn were getting slower… an idea hit Sam, a dangerous one but an idea nonetheless. He noticed that after one robot was destroyed two more would form but what happens when the robots weren’t destroyed just frozen? Sam could lower the Temp of the area around him and freeze almost all the robots near him. But there was one problem, Streak was there and unless his metallic body could with stand Sam’s intense temperature drop he would most likely freezes to death which was something Sam didn’t want to do. Sam ran a few different scenarios in his head and none of them ended well but the best one he could think of was throwing a dome over Streak and having the seven golems prevent the temperature around the dome from going below zero but there is no guarantee that it would keep him alive. ‘Come on Sam think’ turning to Streak "you got any ideas how to solve or little problem?”

He heard Sam shout his name while he continue to grapple with robots. He was taking quite a pounding considering he could only confront one robot at a time on the ground. One after another Streak would break different parts of them and they would back off so that another, uninjured robot could take its place. Each time Streak would attempt to get up, but each time he ended up getting knocked back down the the ground. Finally Streak got up his block to take most of the hits. As he did this a sickle came within inches of his slicing one of his arms off. "Whoa, that was close." He said under the robots.

After what seemed like a while Sam and his other ice friends began hacking through the robots to get to Streak. Once the robots were off of him he jumped up and answered Sam. "Um." He took a deep breath trying to assess his situation. "I thought we'd just wing it. Ya know?" His sides definitely hurt. There were probably a few broken or at least cracked from all the kicks he'd taken while trying to get up. His legs were going to be bruised for a while and so would his arms. Fortunately he'd managed to prevent most of the hits from hitting his head. Streak bent over and picked up his swords quickly.

Streak then combined the swords once again and, as fast as he could, he waved his hands over his forearms creating blades. He did this so that if he lost his swords again he would still have weapons. Streak then grabbed his second sword out of his first and was about to start fighting when Sam spoke to him.

"you got any ideas how to solve or little problem?”

"Not really. This is your thing, so make something up and I'll go with it." He thought fr a second. "How cold can you go? I don't know how much I can take but I guess we'll find out." He said to Sam.

"Not really. This is your thing, so make something up and I'll go with it." "How cold can you go? I don't know how much I can take but I guess we'll find out."

Sam smiled to Streak and nodded, “You got it.” Sam focused on the cold as he felt it grow. Sam’s hands started to glow a bight and powerful blue as the air began to get colder. The robots around Sam started to slow as the golems started to take them out one after another.

Sam took a deep breath as he opened his eyes they started to grow a deep shade of blue as shards of ice started to form around himself. “Let’s kick it up a bit…” Sam’s hands started to wave about as the shards of ice started to sharpen and condense. The shards gathered into a dozen razor sharp swords that floated about by Sam’s head. The air was getting thicker as more ice covered the ground. Sam motioned the free-floating swords forward as they flew as they pierced the bodies of numerous robot hulls.

Sam looked back to Streak as the air got colder and colder. Ice now covered the ground in a twenty-foot radius around them. “How you holding up? By my reckoning it is around -10, I can go a lot colder but you got to give me the go ahead, I don’t want to kill you over a training session…” Sam didn’t move, he didn’t need to the robots weren’t stopped but their movement did slow considerable amount due to the ice that was forming on their part. The facts that if any of them did get close enough

Streak watched as Sam made the floor ice up. It was definitely a site to behold. Same was very good with his powers and didn't need lots of practice. Streak was pretty much the same as Sam. Streak was always in control of his powers. The only problem it was, was that he sometimes got taken by surprise. He watched the robots slow down and figured that he didn't need the blades on his arms any more. He pushed the blades against his sides and they easily disappeared back into his arms.

Shawn could tell that it was getting colder but he didn't feel anything that made him cold. He heard Sam talking and watched him take them out. "Very cool. You can go colder if you want but it doesn't look like you'll need to. Looks like they're pretty much taken care of." He replied to Sam. It finally looked like they were winning and the session might end soon. Once the robots stopped moving the computer would automatically stop the program.

"Very cool. You can go colder if you want but it doesn't look like you'll need to. Looks like they're pretty much taken care of."

A loud ding sounded thought the danger room as the computerized voice said, “Simulation complete”

Sam jumped up in the air as the robots slowly dissolved into nothingness. “Hell yea, we brought the noise and dished out the beat downs.” The second Sam landed he immediately fell to his side realizing how much pain he was in. Sam snapped his fingers and all the ice in the room shatter into dust as the room became warmer. Sam’s armor disappeared in the sparkling blue glitter that was his favorite way to deactivate his ability. Sam looked up and smiled to the golems as all of them faded into the blue swirling specs of ice.

“Man, that was so much fun…probably shouldn’t tell Neena we did this,” Sam said smiling with a small laugh, “She’d be me worse than I am now.” Sam looked to Streak trying to lean up holding his ribs in pain. “Glad you helped me with this man, means a lot.” Sam then coughed up a little blood as he tried to stand. “So how messed up are you right now?”

Streak stopped swinging his swords at the robots when the computer stopped the simulation. Sam was obviously happy that they'd won against such disastrous odds. Streak was happy as well. He placed his swords together and as they merged he brought he absorbed them back into his silver. Once the temperature had risen back to normal Streak powered down and turned back to normal.

“Man, that was so much fun…probably shouldn’t tell Neena we did this,”
“She’d be me worse than I am now.”
“Glad you helped me with this man, means a lot.”
“So how messed up are you right now?”

"Ya she'd probably be a little pissed at us." He agreed. He knew Neena wasn't always proud at what happened in the Danger Room. Especially, as it seemed often, if Streak was involved. "She always seems to walk in at the most inopportune times. Don't mention it. I had a lot of fun. I'm not to bad, I think." He said to Sam as he started checking himself out. "My head hurt from that cheap shot that one robot took, and I think my ribs are a little bruised but they should heal pretty soon. I think they were worse earlier. Thankfully I can heal myself to a certain extent." He watched as Sam coughed up blood. "Hey you okay man? Do you need to go see DocProf?" Shawn placed his hand on Sam's shoulder as he said this.

"My head hurt from that cheap shot that one robot took, and I think my ribs are a little bruised but they should heal pretty soon. I think they were worse earlier. Thankfully I can heal myself to a certain extent."

Sam let out a small whezzy laugh as he held back the blood he could taste inside his mouth. “Robots take the swings where they can take them, they never fight fair.” Sam smiled as Streak said he could heal, “Lucky you, healing wish I could do something like that.

"Hey you okay man? Do you need to go see DocProf?"

Sam laughed a little more as he felt the hand on the shoulder, “Yea, think I’ll be okay but we should probably have the doc take a look at my ribs, I heard a crack before we started this free for all.” Coughing up a little more blood Sam looked at it for a second, “Don’t feel anything missing so I’m not to worried.” Sam stood up and looked to Streak, “Really hope the Doc won’t be to mad at me,” he said with a small chuckle, “be the third time this week I’ve been there.”

“Robots take the swings where they can take them, they never fight fair."
“Lucky you, healing wish I could do something like that."
Yea, think I’ll be okay but we should probably have the doc take a look at my ribs, I heard a crack before we started this free for all.” “Don’t feel anything missing so I’m not to worried.”
“Really hope the Doc won’t be to mad at me,”
“be the third time this week I’ve been there.”

"You're right about that." He agreed with Sam. The robots never fought fair, he'd learned that when he was doing his training session with Neena. "Well, I think DocProf has seen me enough. Hell he's probably got my file memorized by now I've been there so much." He said smiling to Sam. "Come on let's get you to Doc." He said starting to lead Sam out of the Danger Room. As Streak walked towards the Danger Room doors. the robots started to disappear into the floor. The gangs from the fight also disappeared as well as the buildings that made up the background. Finally the Danger Room was back to normal. The bright smooth silver shimmered as he held the door open for Sam.