"Miss, it's a beautiful baby boy.." A middle-eastern doctor said, handing a small bundle of sheets with a bald baby head protruding from the top.

As the doctor began to walk towards her, a blond-haired nurse from behind him ran up to the mother. "One more, Doc," she said as the doctor set the baby in a small plastic crib nearby.

No one was expecting another baby- yet alone twins. The doctor delivered the baby just as easily as the first one, but for some reason, with no struggle from the mother. Once he looked up from between the woman's legs, the mother flat lined.

"Get a defibrillator on her!" A nurse yelled as the doctor set the baby into the same crib the other baby was in, both babies were wrapped up in a blue towel.

Several other doctors rushed in to try and shock the woman back to health- but to no avail. Three minutes later, the main doctor walked out of the room and headed towards the waiting room. The doctor stood by the swinging glass door, hesitating for a moment, watching a brawn man cry only fifteen feet away. The doctor pushed open the doors and walked to the man, kneeling down and setting the two babies in his arms. The doctor nodded to the husband as the man looked over the babies, sighing a little, wiping away tears from his eyes. Just then, a large explosion rocked the hospital, followed by three more well placed shock waves.

"Get the children out of here!" The doctor screamed at the man, running to the left towards a private staircase, unlocking it with his key card as the husband ran to him.

"Here, take this exit. It leads to the bottom floor. Hurry!" He said, turning around.

At that moment, the doctor was peppered with bullets from a shotgun, knocking him against the wall, sliding down in a bloody heap. The father rushed down the stairs, unable to process his thoughts correctly, but more than enough adrenaline to run down the stairs quickly and safely with two crying sons in his arms. Minutes later, he shouldered out the back door of the hospital and bolting off down an alleyway. Four more explosions shook the hospital as the third floor collapsed on itself, sending flaming debris and pieces of concrete to the ground. The father made it to his car and opened the unlocked passenger side door, to set his children on the floor of the front passenger-side seat of the car, between the seat and the glove box. He slid off his flannel shirt and set it over the crying infants.

As the husband shut the door, three gunshots rang out in the air, each one followed a bullet which hit the father in the back, making the husband slide down to the ground, dead. The gunman quickly ran off, back to another car. A passing female bystander noticed the man putting the infants into the car and opened the passenger-side door and grabbed the babies, running off with them, watching over her right shoulder as firetrucks and police vehicles pulled up to the collapsing hospital building.
--

"I got you!" Tate yelled, tailing Cody, the oldest of the two twins, who was dribbling a basketball towards the south basket of the two hoops.

"Here comes the three-pointer!" He said, skidding to a halt and shooting the ball towards the basket, barely missing it and making it bounce off to the side of the court.

"That's game!" Tate said, throwing up his arms.

"Yeah yeah.." Cody said, sitting down on a bench nearby.

Cody puts you in mind of a tiger, he has deep-set gray eyes. His luxurious, curly, chestnut hair is neck-length and is worn in an artistic style. He has a slender build. His skin is slightly tan and he has prominent cheekbones. His wardrobe consists of a black t-shirt with khaki-colored baggy cargo pants with black and white sneakers. Cody took a swig of his water bottle that was sitting next to him on the bench and watched as Tate picked up the ball and waved.

"Gotta get going, see ya later Cody!" He said, walking out of a gap in the fencing around the court.

"Yo Blake!" Cody yelled, getting to up walk over to Blake, who was huddled up in the shadows in the corner of the court, drawing on a notepad he had rested on his folded legs.

Blake has beady magenta eyes. His thick, wavy, jet black hair is neck-length and worn in a plain style. He is tall and has an athletic build, his skin is pale and he has long-fingered hands and small feet. His wardrobe consists of a white t-shirt and a black-and-red striped long-sleeved undershirt. He had plain baggy blue jeans on with several belts around his waist (due to the fact that all the belt loops were gone), to keep his pants from falling down.

"Yeah?" Blake said, looking up from his notepad and squinting one eye, looking at Cody as the sun glared in his eyes.

"Let's go, Tate already left," Cody said, extending an arm to Blake.

The younger of the twins just stood up and slipped his notepad in his shoulder bag and slid it over his right shoulder, walking out of the court with Cody. "Hey.." Cody said, glancing at Blake.

"Yeah?"

"What are you drawing in that thing?" Cody said, motioning towards the pack as he pushed the small red button on a street light, waiting for the light to show to walk.

"Oh, it's just some sketches I've been doing. Nothing important.." Blake replied, stopping to get the notepad out of his pack.

"C'mon, traffic stopped," Cody said, walking into the street.

"Found it!" Blake said, pulling the notebook out of his pack but accidentally flinging it in the middle of the street.

"I got it!" Blake said, running after the notebook, oblivious to the car traveling towards him.

"Watch out!" Cody yelled, running towards Blake just as the car was feet from Blake's body.

Cody tensed up and planted his right foot onto the ground. With that action, the ground beneath him cracked a little due to the fact that construction was being done on the sewers below. That crack resonated throughout the sewer lines, causing the crack to get bigger as it traveled towards the sidewalk they were previously on, finally catching up with the street lamp. The crack stopped at the lamp as the street light went out. Seconds later, the whole lamp toppled over on top of the car, inches from Cody, crushing the car down the middle, effectively stopping it in it's tracks.

"Whoa.." Blake said, grabbing his notebook and running to the other side of the street.

Cody looked up at the car and backed up towards Blake, standing beside him.

"How did you do that..?" Blake said, stuffing the notebook back into his pack, slowly prying his eyes from the wreck and to Cody's face.

"I...I don't know.." Cody said, turning around, "but let's head home.. this never happened.. Right?" Cody said, looking into Blake's eyes as he started to walk forward, not giving the crash behind him and second glance.

"Right."

--
"Hey dad," Blake said to a man twice his size, length and width.

"Hey Blake. Hey, heard what happened today on the news, hope you two were not hurt, it happened near that basketball court you guys always go to," Greg said, still ignorant about what really happened.

"Yeah.. Wel-" Blake was caught off guard by Cody's arm slinging itself around his arm.

"Well, we have homework to do, so we're heading up to our rooms, Dad," Cody said, walking off with Blake.

"Yeah.. Sure.." Greg said, raising an eyebrow at their strange behavior then shrugging it off. Their dad was single, so they really didn't have a mother. The woman who rescued them had put them in an orphanage, passing off as their real mother when Greg adopted them two months later.

Blake and Cody arrived at the door to Cody's room. Blake opened it and stepped inside, shoving off Cody's arm as Cody shut the door. Blake slung off his bag and set it in the corner by the door, moving to plop on Cody's disheveled bed.

"Now, have any idea what happened?" Blake questioned.

"I have an idea.." Cody answered, sitting on the bed next to Blake.

"I've been having a good luck streak recently.. I found a fifty dollar bill on the ground a few days ago... got a free soda from a machine.. and now I saved your life without even coming in contact with that car. It was just coincidence that the lamp post actually fell.." He said, leaning on a dresser.

"Yeah.. I'm thinking you have the magic touch," Blake said with a laugh, "you always did get the better things."

Something snapped in Cody's mind. "Wait a second... you know all those mutants you see on television? Like destroying stuff and saving people?"

Blake sighed, "don't be stupid, you're not one of those things, you're just lucky, that's all."

"No.. I think it's deeper than that.. Hey! Maybe if I have a 'mutation,' you do too!" Cody said.

Obviously, this got Drake's attention. "Yeah? Like what? I doubt I'm lucky.." Drake said.

"That's exactly what I mean. We're twins.. not Siamese.. but twins. We're opposite each other in just about every way..maybe you can cause bad luck?" He said.

Drake blinked a few times. Cody was always the smart one, but Drake understood the point. "Doubtful.. we're nothing special, Cody. You're just having delusions.. at any rate, we might as well look into it at the library later on today," Drake said.

"Yeah, let's do that. Right now," Cody said, starting for the door.

"Geez.. you're like a dog with a bone.." Drake said, "fine.. lets go. If you find any money on the ground, it's mine," he said with a laugh as they headed out the bedroom door.

-Separator-

Meanwhile, at the X Mansion...

Storm, Nightcrawler, meet me in my office, I need to have a word with you two, it's important.

Professor Xavier sat in his office chair and his hands rested on the arm rests of the chair. He was facing the large window behind his desk. He turned around as the door opened.

"Yes Professor?" Storm said, walking in with Nightcrawler following.

They were in their normal attire- plain and inconspicuous, Nightcrawler had his disguise on, so he looked like a normal teenager- baggy pants, open khaki shirt with a pinstripe t-shirt underneath, black hair.

"I was using cerebro a few minutes ago to do a routine check and another mutant has surfaced. It seems he has recently hit puberty and his powers have been activated. They are still raw and untamed. With time, he will grow to use them. I want you two to check it out. I fear Magneto has already heard about this.. teenager," Xavier said.

Storm and Nightcrawler nodded. "We'll get on it immediately. Is he dangerous?" Nightcrawler said.

"Not specifically, but I do believe he's rather short tempered and cocky, so be on your best behavior. He has a passive power, and will only be activated when the time arises."

Storm nodded and headed out the door without Nightcrawler. She heard all she needed. "Storm... has seemed rather distant lately.." Nightcrawler said.

Xavier nodded, "best to leave it to her, I'm sure she'll come to with time."

Nightcrawler bowed and exited the room. He glanced down the hallway and saw Storm as she turned a corner. He jumped into the air and disappeared in a puff of dark purple smoke, appearing next to her in that same puff of dark purple smoke. His disguise had been deactivated by the use of his powers, so he switched it back on.

"I don't know why you try to hide yourself.." Storm said.

"It's because in my natural form, I tend to be a bit.. rough around the edges. I scare people.. you know that," Nightcrawler added.

Storm sighed and turned a corner. "You shouldn't care what other people think, I think you look rather handsome."

Nightcrawler smirked a bit, his cheeks turned a bit rosy. "Heh.. danke..," he said, his German accent showing through.

"Lets get suited up, and head out.." Storm said, turning a corner into a small circular doorway, putting her hand on a keypad and walking through.

Nightcrawler deactivated his wrist console and walked through, heading to a hallway with 'Male' written on the top of it as Storm walked through a hallway to the left of that hallway labeled 'Female'. Minutes later, they both walked out of the hallways and out of the room, fully dressed in their X suits.

"Do you think that this will be easy?" Kurt said, following Storm around a corner.

"Yes, fairly. It's just a meeting," Storm replied.

Once again stopping in front of an arch way with a small hand print verification pad to the left of the doorway. He put her hand on it as the door slid open. "Good.. I needed some.. reinsurance.." Kurt said as they stepped onto the small ramp that extended from the bottom of the X-Jet.

As they went inside, the ramp slid back into the jet. Kurt took his seat behind the passenger side chair as Storm got into the pilot's chair. "Xavier already put the coordinates into the multicomputer.. so all we need to do is get there.. "

Nightcrawler tightened his belt and nodded. "Let's go then."

Storm fired up the engines and set everything for liftoff. "Here we go.. " She said, pressing a small button as the ground opened up under the basketball courts, the large ship emerging from the ground and speeding off into the air, cloaking. The two doors slid shut afterwards, putting the ground back to normal.

--

"Why 'da 'ell do we need 'ta find 'dis bloke anyway? Waste of time is what it is.." Pyro said, leaning on a brick wall across the alleyway from a concentrating Mystique.

"Because Magneto thinks he will be of good use.."

"What da 'ell does he even do anyway?" Pyro said, flicking his lighter out and striking it as a small flame appeared, he continued this motion for some time, not letting his eyes stray from the flame.

"He can cause bad luck on his enemies.. which means with us, he can destroy the X Mansion in a second, or even kill Xavier.."

"Wow.. " Pyro said, sliding the lighter back into his sleeve carrier, pulling back the spring loaded mechanism.

He pushed away from the wall. "His brother is of no use to us. Even though he does have a power, it's a class two mutation, while his brother is a class four.. they are twins.." Mystique said.

"Well if that one bloke can cause bad luck, then the other brother can cause good.. wouldn't that be better than bad?"

Mystique shook her head. "We don't need to find money on the ground, or break into a bank or save someone, we're bigger than that. What we need is our enemies to have bad luck.." She said, nodding a little and beginning to walk off.

"You wouldn't believe what can happen with curses on you.."

Pyro headed towards Mystique, walking along with her as she transformed into a normal High School guy, an outcast, to blend in at the library. Strange to see such an outcast hanging out with John, who was the 'bad ass' of his school- before the Institute. Mystique pushed open the doors of the library and instantly spotted the two brothers hunched over a computer monitor.

Blake glanced up from the screen towards the male standing before him.

"Yo.." Drake said.

"You must be Drake, I'm Freddie and this here is John.." Pyro just nodded towards Drake in greeting.

"I want to show you something.. c'mere," Mystique said, beginning to walk off, "John, stay with his brother, keep him company.

Drake shrugged and followed after Mystique as John just stood there, sizing up Cody. "What?" He said, moving to stand.

"Drake.. " Freddie said, well away from earshot of the others, behind a couple book cases.

How does he know my name?

"I'm wanting you to join a group of friends, my friends. We know about you and your brother, I saw the whole thing on the street."

"I'm listening.."

"I want to invite you to a meeting, I'm sure they are all excited to meet you, Drake."

He said it again.. somehow...he knows who I am..

"What if I refuse?"

"Well, that's your choice, but we accept people like you.. like me."

Mystique leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Come with me, and you will leave these... insects behind."

That phrase made him have goosebumps. Either it was the male blowing in his ear or the strange situation, he felt.. different.