This is my first X-Men story. I'm setting it about two months after The Last Stand and will be introducing old and new characters. Also, for the purpose of this story, I'll be adding in some plots/elements from the comics, thought you'll have to wait and find out which ones they are. Reviews are nice and welcome, so please read and I hope you enjoy this story

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"Morning," Moira McTaggert said, "And how are we doing?"

"Much better," the man replied in Xavier's voice, "I'm getting stronger by the minute. Soon, I'll be able to project myself to another body"

"Well, we are working on that. Hopefully, this next one will survive"

"It'll be fine"

"Yeah, it's not easy creating a cloned body with not much cells. But if everything goes right, by the end of the week, I'll have a body for you, Charles"

"I look forward to it," Xavier said with a smile, "This body is fine, but I miss my old one. You will be able to make me walk again, right?"

"Sure. It'll be easy," Moira said, "Just hang in there, Charles"

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"Keep it coming, keep it coming, stay on balance…don't lose your balance. You're doing fine, just remember to keep your balance"

Rogue threw a few more punches and kicks, as Logan circled around her, blocking her blows, as she followed after him, keeping her balance as she sparred against him. Ever since taking the cure, Rogue still wanted to be a part of the X-Men and so, Logan took it upon himself to train her every afternoon. Of course, he trained the other students, but it was mainly Rogue he worked with, as she was now a human and needed more training than most. Bobby and Peter sometimes helped him out with the training the other students. It had been a little difficult teaching the students, as it was only Storm and Logan, yet they were managing just fine. Hank sometimes dropped by and helped when he wasn't away on trips overseas for summits and so forth. Storm had mentioned something about getting another mutant teacher to help out, but so far, no such luck. However, Storm never gave up trying

"Okay, that'll do," Logan said, grabbing a towel and wiping away the sweat, "You're doing good, kid. You're getting there"

"Thanks, Logan. It means a lot that you're doing this," Rogue said with a smile

"Hey, anything for you, kid. Come on, let's go"

Logan and Rogue left the training room, heading off towards their respective showers. Once Logan had his shower, he headed to his room to get dressed, before standing near his window, looking down at the small cemetery below. Charles Xavier's small pyre was still burning away, but it wasn't his headstone that Logan was staring at. Throwing some clothes on, Logan headed outside, standing before the three graves in a small quiet memoriam, reflecting about his fallen team-mates, but also mostly on Jean Grey. That night still haunted him, all these weeks later. That night he had to kill her upon her request in order to save everyone else. He could still hear her in his dreams…or nightmares, depending

"See ya round, guys"

Turning away, Logan headed back into the mansion

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"You're in way over your head, Bobby. Maybe you should go back to school"

"You should never have left"

John Allerdyce opened his eyes and sat up, groaning in memory of that night. Where he was defeated in battle by Bobby Drake, aka Iceman. He thought he had the fight won, until Bobby surprised him with his literal iceman move, covering his entire body in ice and taking John down. To his own surprise, John had survived the Phoenix's attack on Alcatraz Island, drifting back to shore on a piece of debris. Now, he was simply living on the streets, living with the humans he detested, waiting until he could find his way back to Magneto and begin the rise of power once again. Bobby and the X-Men would pay for what happened. They would pay. And with that in mind, John let a small smile grace his face and he laid back down into sleep once again

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Magneto raised his hand, trying to summon the refrigerator. It had been two months since the battle on Alcatraz Island. A battle in which he lost his powers, thanks to Wolverine and the Beast. However, he had discovered, by chance, that he still retained some of his powers, as he was able to slightly move a metal chess piece without touching it. A chess game he had set up in memory of his old fallen friend, Charles Xavier. But here he was, trying to regain his powers. He could move small metallic items, now he was trying for the large items

"Having any luck there?"

Magneto lost his concentration, the refrigerator falling down and open, contents spilling onto the floor. Magneto let out a heavy sigh and turned around to face the woman standing in his doorway. She simply smiled at him, her blue eyes sparkling, her face framed by her short black hair as she entered the kitchen

"What are you doing here, Mystique?" Magneto asked

"It's Raven now," Mystique replied, "I'm human now, just like you"

"No, I'm not. As you can tell from what I was just doing a moment ago"

"I suppose that is true then…for both of us"

Raven then changed into the blue-skinned, red-haired mutant that Magneto knew her to be, as a small smile appeared on her face, her golden eyes flashing

"I guess the cure wasn't as permanent as once thought," Magneto chuckled

"Humans. So foolish. That they think they can cure us simply like that," Mystique said, now circling Magneto, "And now, we're co-existing with them"

"Just like what Charles wanted," Magneto said, somewhat remorsefully, "It's a shame he's not alive today to see that"

"Yeah, well, we move on. Speaking of mutants, I have something here that would be of interest to you. Simply because it involves you"

Mystique held out the folder to Magneto and he took it with a frown

"See, there's a database on nearly all the mutants. I was going through that and came across this. There was something there that caught my eye and will catch yours"

Magneto opened up the folder, withdrawing the two photos and slips of paper, his eyes widening as he read. Mystique smiled, wondering how much wider Magneto's eyes would go

"Unbelievable," Magneto said

"Believe it or not," Mystique said

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"How was training?" Bobby asked

"Good as usual," Rogue answered, before kissing him

Bobby smiled in the kiss, enjoying the feel of her lips. It had been so long and now, they were finally able to touch each other, something in which they both revelled in. Breaking apart, Bobby grinned when Rogue let out a small moan of protestation

"I heard Storm got in a new teacher"

"Really. What's the name?"

"Emma Frost. She's a mutant. Something of a telepath"

"So kinda like…Jean…in a way?" Rogue asked

"Yeah, except blond," Bobby said

"What will she be teaching?"

"She'll be taking over some of Storm's and Jean's classes"

"At least it'll allow Storm to breathe. Has Logan met her yet?"

"I don't think so. It'll be interesting. Come on"

Bobby and Rogue headed down the corridor, mingling with the other students

"So, how do you know all this?" Rogue asked

"Uh…Kitty. She overhead Storm and Emma talking"

"Kitty huh?"

Bobby felt a small twinge of guilt inside him. After all, he knew that Kitty was part of the reason that Rogue had left to get the cure. But now, it was working out for the better, but Bobby still couldn't but feel the guilt every time he mentioned Kitty to her

"So, that's Emma?" Rogue said

"Yeah, that's her," Bobby answered

Emma Frost was young, about her mid-twenties, with shoulder-length blond hair and crystal blue eyes. Logan was helping her take her bags upstairs, something that Rogue noticed he wasn't interested in doing, but had been forced into it by Storm

"She likes white," Bobby said, "Lots and lots of white"

"What's going on here?" Peter asked, joining the pair

"New teacher," Rogue replied, "Haven't you heard?"

"Have now"

"Come on, let's go help Logan. He doesn't look too happy"

Rogue, Peter and Bobby grabbed the remaining bags and followed Logan up the stairs

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