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Ch.1

"Mutants. Since the dawn of their existence, they have been regarded with fear, suspicion, often hatred. Across the planet, debate rages. Are mutants the next link in the evolutionary chain, or simply a new species of humanity, fighting for their share of the world? Either way, it is a historical fact: sharing the world has never been humanity's defining attribute."

The White House

"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break the bonds of our affection. Lincoln said that in his first inaugural address as our nation's sixteenth president. It's one of my favorites. So, if you'll please have our tickets ready, we can begin our tour." Lady Tour Guide said, and the visitors started to get the tickets out of their pockets.

One lone figure did nothing.

"Jackie, could you clear my schedule this evening? I'm going to have dinner with my son." President McKenna said.

His assistant nodded. "Yes, Mr. President."

As the visitors walked by, holding up their tickets, the security guard smiled, and then heard something unusual. He looked around but saw nothing. The man from earlier stood in the empty hallway, looking around.

The lone figure walked up to a red velvet rope. A guard saw this, and turned towards him. "Excuse me, sir, are you lost?"

The figure's head came up, and the guard was stunned into silence. Until he saw a blue tail, of course.

The guard raised his gun, but the mutant jumped over him, and used his shoulders as a launch pad as he took his gun. He pushed the guard to the ground.

"Perimeter breach at visitor's checkpoint." The guard said into his com. link.

A second guard, who had been listening to the other guard, saw the blue mutant run by. He aimed where the mutant was, but he suddenly ran across the hallway he was in before. He radioed the other guards. "Multiple subjects."

Another guard burst into the McKenna's office. "Mr. President, security breach. Jackie, leave. Let's get him out to the car."

They headed for the exit, but another guard stopped them. "Exit's not clear. We don't know how many there are."

Two guards in position ran down another hallway.

"Hall five, secure." They reported.

The mutant suddenly came down and knocked both guards to the ground. He ran down another hall as another guard shot at him. He easily jumped from one wall to another, bullet's flying but never hitting him. The mutant reappeared right in front of the security officer and knocked him into a glass door.

"There's something in the corridor. To the shelter." The officer said and lead McKenna back to the office. "Knocking in. Not clear."

People from the SWAT team came in.

The mutant watched from the shadows as a guard came into the hallway, looking for him. The mutant knocked him down easily.

"He's outside the Oval Office."

Many more officers surrounded McKenna.

"Lock this place down!"

All the doors were shut and the guards got into position, in the room, the office, and the hallway. The ones in the hallway, which was like, two, were easily beaten. Another guard came out and was knocked into the office, where guards were ready to shoot.

The mutant appeared in the corner and they shot at it. They continued shooting even when it was safe.

The guards in the next office were on high alert as they heard much gunfire in the next room. There was a weird sound right behind the door, and all the guards pointed their guns. The mutant suddenly appeared and all the guards were beaten to a pulp, leaving McKenna unguarded.

He stood up, and the mutant jumped on him, pinning him to the desk. The mutant got close to his face, showing a jagged line of teeth. His tail pulled out a dagger with a red ribbon attached to it. His tail put it in his hand, and he held the dagger high above his head.

The mutant smiled and was about to thrust downward but he was shot in the arm by a surprisingly conscious guard. He gasped and disappeared, but not before the dagger fell out of his hand, and right next to where the president was.

On the ribbon was written 'Mutant freedom now'.

Alkali Lake

Logan walked through the snow, backpack slung over his shoulder and cigar in his mouth. He found some barbed wire and followed it to a series of metal doors.

A tan wolf stood in front of it. It turned around and walked up to the only open door. It looked back to Logan before running through.

Logan walked closer and saw a sign that was hard to read with all the snow over it, but in big letters was 'Alkali Lake'. Logan walked through the doors and looked around.

The base was in total ruins. Nothing was left.

Logan bowed his head and shook it.

New York

"Neanderthals, we once believed they were wiped out by years of conflict by the much more advanced branch of humanity called…" Storm explained to a group of students at a museum.

A kid in the back looked away from Storm and to a little girl with an ice cream cone. The little girl saw as she licked the ice cream. He smiled at her, but she stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his lizard tongue out at her. She looked away, freaked.

"Arty…"

The kid looked towards Storm.

"…Not here." She said.

A kid was touching the teeth of a Saber-tooth Tiger skeleton. Jean turned around and saw him. She reached out and guided him back to the group. "Come on, pay attention."

The kid walked back to the group.

Scott, who was a little ways away, looked back at her and smiled, and then continued watching the TV that was explaining some human evolution or another. Jeans started looking around when whispers that she knew were of other people's mind started to make their way into her mind.

She started to look around as they got louder. Some she didn't think were even in the museum. She put a hand to her forehead and static appeared on the TV's and computers. People looked around and tried to figure out what the problem was.

"Jean." Scott said, touching her shoulder, and the TV's went back to normal. "You OK?"

Jean was quick to reassure. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. It's just, uhhh, just a headache."

Scott wasn't fooled. "It's not just a headache, is it?"

Jean looked away, biting her lip.

"Listen, I wasn't really sure how to say this, but since Liberty Island…"

"Scott…" Jean cut off.

"You've been different." Scott said anyway.

Jean shrugged. "My telepathy's been off lately. I can't seem to focus. I hear everything."

"Jean, it's not just your telepathy. A month ago you had to concentrate just to levitate a book or a chair across the room. Now, when you have a nightmare, the entire bedroom shakes." Scott said.

Jean's eyes were glassy. "My dreams are getting worse. Scott, I keep feeling something terrible is about to happen."

Scott gave her a worried look, and then enveloped her in a hug, which she gladly accepted.

"I would never let anything happen to you." He reassured.

"Hey, have you guys seen Bobby, Rogue, and Danny?" Storm asked, walking up.

Jean concentrated for a second. "Something's happening in the food court."

Food Court

"My brother asked you a simple question."

"Why you being such a freak?"

"Yeah, why you being suck a freak?" Two brother's said to John, Bobby and Rogue's best friend.

Danny still didn't trust John, and he didn't like Bobby that much, probably because he was dating Rogue and Rogue was like a sister to him.

They were all sitting at a table. Rogue sitting by Bobby, John on the other side of the table, and Danny at the end, with dark circles under his eyes.

"Because I can." John said, and laughed. Rogue and Bobby looked amused. Danny, not so much.

"Can I have a light?" The older brother asked again, as John continually flipped open his shark lighter. John lit it up with a small flame, and then closed it.

"Sorry, can't help you out, pal." John laughed, while Danny rolled his eyes.

"John, knock it off." Danny and Rogue both said. They looked at each other and chuckled.

"Will you stop showing off?" Bobby asked.

John looked at his buddy amused. "What, for her? It's not my fault if your girlfriend's getting excited."

"I don't think she's getting excited." Bobby said.

While this was happening, the younger brother looked at Rogue and smiled. She scoffed and looked away. Danny growled softly at the younger brother, scaring him.

"Hey, I'm just trying to have a good time here." John said.

"I think you're the only one having a good time." Danny said. The older brother reached out and took the lighter from John's hand.

"Hey!" John yelled and got up and started after the older brother, but the younger one stepped in front of him, as the older one lit up his cigarette.

"That's real cute, man." John said angrily. The older brother shrugged.

"What are you going to do?" He said, and blew out some smoke from his mouth. "Suddenly, you're not so tough."

John gave a small smile.

The brother started to suck on the cigarette, and a small, red spark was at the end as it burned away. John looked at it and winked. The cigarette blew up, and caught the jerk's jacket on fire. The brother stumbled back and fell to the ground.

John laughed, but Danny instantly took the flames from the boy's sleeve and Bobby shot it with ice. The flame fell down and broke, some frost getting on the boy's sleeves. The boy was on the ground, terrified, when everyone suddenly stopped, all except for the mutant students.

"Bobby, what did you do?" Rogue said.

"I didn't do this, Danny?" Bobby asked.

The hybrid shrugged with a 'wasn't-me' look.

"No, I did." Charles said, wheeling up.

Danny face palmed, upon seeing all the adults behind him. "Ah, crud."

Professor stopped in front of John. "Next time you feel like showing off, don't."

Then, before anything else could happen, the news caught their attention.

"Breaking News. We are coming to you live from Washington, where there has been an attack in the Oval Office of the White House. Details are still coming in, but we have been informed that the president and the vice president were not harmed. Sources say the attack involved one or more mutants…"

"I think it's time to leave, Professor." Scott said, cutting off the news feed.

"I think you're right." The Professor said.

All the mutants of the school that were there, filed out and left. Once they were a distance away, all the people came back to 'life'. They were confused when they didn't see the mutants.

The Institute

"My opinion, Magneto's behind this." Scott said as they discussed who attacked McKenna.

"No, I don't think so, Scott." Jean said.

"Eric is capable of organizing something like this from prison, but for him it would irrational. It only hurts his goal for mutant prosperity." Charles said.

"You mean superiority." Scott said, sitting down on a couch.

"You're right, if Eric had his way..." Charles said.

Storm stepped forward. "And of course, you know how the government will respond. They'll reintroduce the Registration Act."

"Or worse. The president could declare a state of emergency and place every mutant in the country under arrest." Charles said.

"Do you think the assassin was working alone?" Jean asked.

"We'll only know that if we find him before the authorities do. I've been trying to track him using Cerebro, but his movements are inexplicably erratic. When I have more exact co-ordinates, Storm, Jean, I'll need you to take the jet and try to pick him up." Charles said, when Danny suddenly appeared next to Scott.

The adults looked at him confused, as did Danny.

"What the?! How'd I get here?" Danny said, looking around.

"You don't know how you got here?" Scott said, unbelieving.

"Yeah, I was in the living room when-" Danny started but disappeared and left a green smoke behind.

Jean suddenly smirked. "I think Danny developed teleportation. What do you say Professor?"

Charles nodded amused, when something came to his mind.

White House

A man by the name William Stryker put on his glasses and examined the dent the dagger left.

"It was close, wasn't it? Closer than anyone's admitted." He said.

McKenna went over to a little table, where some Brandy was. "What do you need, William?"

"Just your authorization for a special operation." The fat man said.

McKenna opened the Brandy bottle, and held it up, silently asking Stryker if he wanted some.

"Why, no thank you, Mr. President." Stryker said politely. McKenna poured himself some of it.

"And somehow I thought you were here to talk about school reform." McKenna said. Stryker smirked.

"Well, it's funny you should say that, Mr. President." Stryker said, getting up from his looking at the dent, ready to explain what we wanted.

Senator Kelly walked in, or rather, Mystique in disguise.

"Senator." McKenna said.

"Mr. President, thank you for having me." Kelly said and the two shook hands.

McKenna's gaze flickered to Stryker. "Senator Kelly, this is Colonel William Stryker."

Stryker and Kelly shook hands.

"How do you do?" Kelly said politely.

"His department has been dealing with the mutant phenomenon since… before my time." McKenna said.

"As I recall, you were a staunch supporter on the Registration Act, Senator, but it seems your ideas on the mutant problem have changed recently." Stryker commented.

Kelly smiled. "For the best, I hope. So, what are you proposing, Mr. Stryker?"

The two guests sat down on the couches.

"We've managed to gather evidence of a mutant training facility, in the region of upstate New York." Stryker informed.

McKenna looked at the picture of Xavier's Institute. "Where did you get this information?"

Stryker stood up to present his ideas. "Interrogation of one of the mutant terrorists from the Liberty Island incident."

Kelly looked up surprised. "Eric? Eric Lehnsherr, you have access to him?"

Stryker nodded. "Magneto? Yes, we developed the technology that built his plastic prison."

Kelly looked back down at the picture of the institute and picked it up. "This facility is a school." He said.

Stryker nodded. "Sure is."

He handed them another picture. It had the jet flying out of the basketball court.

"What the heck is that?" McKenna said.

"A jet." Stryker informed curtly.

"What kind of jet?" McKenna asked.

Stryker shrugged. "We don't know."

Kelly took the picture.

"But it comes up out of the basketball court." Stryker said.

McKenna got up and rubbed his head.

"If we've been allowed to do our job, Mr. President, before this incident-" Stryker started.

"Alright listen," McKenna cut off. "William, you enter, you detain, you question, but the last thing we need to see is the body of a dead mutant kid on the 6 o'clock news."

Stryker smiled at his small audience.

Stryker and his assistant walked down the halls of the White House, when Kelly came walking up. "Mr. Stryker!" S

tryker turned around. "Senator Kelly, this is Yuriko, my personal assistant."

Yuriko and Kelly shook hands.

"What a handshake." Kelly commented. Yuriko and her boss were emotionless.

"What can I do for you?" Stryker asked as they continued down the hall.

"Eric Lehnsherr's prison, I'd like to arrange a visit if possible." Kelly said.

Stryker didn't even turn to Kelly. "It isn't a petting zoo, Senator. In this conflict, he is the enemy. You're just a spectator. So, why don't you sit this one out?"

Stryker tapped Kelly's arm.

"Conflict? Mr. Stryker, do you really want to turn this into some kind of war?" Kelly questioned.

Stryker turned around and got very close to Kelly's face. "I was piloting Black Ops missions in the jungles of North Vietnam while you were sucking on your mama's tit at Woodstock, Kelly. Don't lecture me about war. This already is a war."

Stryker turned around and left with Yuriko. As they went, Kelly's eyes briefly turned amber.

The Institute

Rogue and Bobby were playing thumb war in the game room.

"You're dead." Bobby said.

"No, you're so dead." Rogue said. Their faces ended up really close to each other as they leaned inwards.

Bobby started to lean in.

"I don't want to hurt you." Rogue said before he could.

Bobby didn't pull back. "I'm not afraid."

There were two kids behind them at a table. The older poked the younger with a pencil. The older one passed the young boy a piece of paper. On it were Rogue and Bobby kissing, but Bobby looked as if he was getting electrocuted. The kid laughed.

Bobby leaned in some more, but Danny came running in.

Rogue looked at him surprised. "Danny, I thought you were taking your nap."

Danny had this huge grin on his face and the circles were still noticeable. "I was, but then I heard something."

Rogue looked confused. "What?"

Danny smiled. "Listen."

Rogue did and it got quiet, but there was the faint sound of a motorcycle. Rogue smiled at Bobby, and Danny came in and grabbed Rogue's arm.

"Come on!" He said and they ran down the hall laughing, leaving a frowning Bobby.

Logan opened the doors to the Institute as the teens came around the corner.

"Logan!" Rogue said. Rogue gave Logan a brief hug.

"You miss me, kid?" Logan asked.

Rogue shook her head. "Not really."

"Huh."

"Still here." Danny said. Logan smirked and the two grabbed each other's hands and then bumped their chests together.

"How 'bout you?" Logan asked.

"Why would I miss the person who saved my life?" Danny asked.

Logan laughed and looked at the two teens. "So, how've you been? And what's with the dark circles? Get any sleep last night?" Logan said.

Danny's smile dropped slightly, almost unnoticeably. "I'm fine, just didn't get a good night's sleep. That's all."

Rogue flickered her eyes towards Danny worriedly, for a split second.

"Who's this?" Logan asked, as Bobby walked up.

"Oh, this is Bobby. He's my-"

"I'm her boyfriend." Bobby shook Logan's hand. "Call me Iceman."

Logan's hand froze over. Danny glared and put his hand on Logan's, defrosting it.

"Alright, boyfriend? So, how do you guys…?" Logan trailed.

Danny actually had a small smirk, probably happy with the fact that, what he looked to like a younger sister, couldn't kiss her boyfriend, though he did wish she could touch people.

Bobby fidgeted nervously. "Well, we're still working on that."

Logan looked between the two.

"Well, look who's come back. Just in time." Storm said, coming down the stairs.

"For what?" Logan asked.

"We need a babysitter." Storm replied.

Logan looked confused. "Babysitter?"

Storm smiled. "Nice to see you again, Logan."

The man in question nodded.

"Hi Logan." Jean said descending the stairs, like Storm.

"Hi Jean." Logan greeted.

Storm suddenly spoke up. "I should go get the jet ready."

"Yeah, well, it was good to meet ya." Bobby said, slightly pulling Rogue.

"Bye Logan, I'll see you later." She said.

"I have to go take a nap. See ya." Danny said and walked down the hall, as Jean walked up to Logan.

"OK." He said after the two and faced Jean.

"Storm and I are heading to Boston. We won't be gone long. The professor wants us to track down a mutant who attacked the president." Jean said.

Logan looked concerned. "So, it was a mutant."

Jean kept on smiling. "You'll be here when we get back, unless you plan on running off again."

Logan shrugged. "I can probably think of a few reasons to stick around."

Now, don't get Logan wrong, if Danny and Rogue were still there, his gaze would've flickered to them.

Jean nodded and then grew a bit uneasy. "Hey, I need to tell you something about Danny."

Logan turned concerned. "What's wrong?"

Jean looked to the roof for a second. "I bet you've noticed the bags under his eyes."

Logan nodded. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Jean started playing with her fingers. "Danny's started to have nightmares. You wouldn't notice it if you were in the same room with him. There are small details you can look for, like small flinches and jerks, but it's his powers that tell you he's in a nightmare. He ices the walls, creates a massive storm, an earthquake, there once was a fire, and his telekinesis goes out of control. He shouts with his telepathy. You can't get near him, because you'll be sucked within the dream. It's happened to five kids, Scott, Storm, and me. The professor was the only one who could wake him up.

"Lately it hasn't been that bad. It happens four times a week, now. It used to be every night. Danny makes up the sleep with daily naps. They used to be three hours long, but now they're shorter, say hour and a half, but he's still tired all the time."

"Does the professor know what's going on?" Logan asked worriedly. Why didn't Danny tell him?

"No, and the worst part is that Danny doesn't remember the dreams. Professor thinks they're of the past, you know, but Danny swears it isn't, that he just knows it isn't." Jean said worriedly.

"When did they start?" Logan asked.

Jean sighed. "The day you left."

Logan was shocked. "So, if I stayed, he wouldn't have had them?"

Jean shook her head. "No, Professor said it was always going to happen. It's something about Danny's mind, and he gained teleportation today. And that's been a mess. He said it was fairly simple to control, once you know what's going on." Jean said.

Logan nodded. "Alright, I'll talk to him about it later."

Jean smiled at him.

"Find what you were looking for, Logan?" Scott asked as he came down the stairs. Logan looked at him for a second before falling back to Jean. "More or less."

Jean started to back away. "I'll see you boys, later." She walked by Scott, gave him a kiss, and said good-bye.

Scott looked back at Logan, and Logan looked at him.

"Aren't you going to welcome me home?" Logan said sarcastically. Scott didn't answer.

"Your bike needs gas." Logan informed and tossed the keys to Scott.

"Fill her up." Scott said and threw the keys back.

Logan secretly smiled.

Magneto's Cell

The cameras in Magneto's cell switched off, as he read The Once Future King by T.H. White. An officer walked in.

"Mr. Laurio, how long can we keep this up?" Magneto said, as Laurio got out his nightstick.

Laurio reached over Magneto's shoulder and shut his book.

"How long is your sentence?" Laurio asked sarcastically and smiled like a creep as he asked.

"Forever." Magneto said.

Stryker's voice could be heard in the plastic tube that connected Magneto to the real world.

"Not necessarily forever, Mr. Lehnsherr, just until I got all that I need." He said as he walked in.

Magneto turned around. "Stryker, how kind of you to visit. Have you come back to make sure that the tax payers dollars are keeping me comfortable?"

Stryker got out a vial. Magneto went to get up, but Laurio struck him down with the nightstick and held him down. Laurio pulled down the collar on the shirt to reveal a small hole on his neck, where it looked like it was burned away.

Out of Stryker's vial came a dropper. Stryker walked up and put a few small drops onto the burn. Magneto groaned a little, but then his struggling ceased.

"Done, you can go." Stryker said. Laurio gave Magneto one last look before leaving.

"Now," Stryker said as he pulled Magneto up, and sat in front of him. "Mr. Lehnsherr, I'd like to have one final talk about that house that Xavier built, and the machine called Cerebro."

Magneto looked up to reveal ice blue eyes, which was not his natural shade.

All the while this was happening, classical music played in the background.

Kadzait: That last line made everything sound extremely twisted.

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