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A/N: Been thinking this one over for a long time now...technically since before I ever heard of Fan Fiction. Note to comics and movie fans, forget what you know before reading this story. Takes place in a different universe than any canon.

Summary: A new group of mutants have appeared, unallied and unstable, what are their motives and who are they loyal to.

A/N 2: First major edit on this story. Reworked Chapter's 1 and 2 making them a bit more detailed.

-Rocky Mountains-

The smells of the forest were cataloged and filed away as he charged through the trees. He'd passed the destroyed township, it's inhabitants either fled or lying dead on the streets.

"Go stop him from hurting anyone else." The voice of the old man still echoed around his head, the pain and anguish still visible on his soot covered face, "He is Caine and you are Able...you must be your brother's keeper. No one else can stop him." He didn't know how much of what the man said were true, and what was merely maddened grief.

He didn't know how long he ran, the sun and moon interchanged many times. As he went he came upon destroyed campsites, wrecked vehicles, and ransacked buildings.

After a time, he came upon a second town, this time his brother had not yet left. His twin, a beast like him. A mass of muscle and fur, teeth and claws. Blood red energy arced across his body as he clutched a body. Roaring out his challenge he barreled into his brother, the body being dropped to the hard ground.

As they rolled across the street his brother's red draining energy lashed out at him but was countered by his own blue energy. He pinned his brother down, holding him until he wore himself out. Sensing his intention, the twin lashed out with his legs kicking him away. Righting himself he slid across the street. Picking up a felled pole he swung it knocking his brother back to the ground.

Aiming to slam it down on him and pounding him into submission he raised up the pole. A girl's voice yelled in his head, "Duck!"

Dropping the pole, he rolled to the left as a bolt of red energy shot past him. He knew the energy would not really harm him, but it would still hurt a lot. Looking up he spotted his brother dash around a corner and out of sight. He was about to give chase when he heard a woman cry out.

Turning he found a woman clutching an unmoving child. Growling he lumbered toward the woman and child, the boy's breathing was labored, and his heart beat was unsteady. He recognized the damage done by his brother's bolt. Without a word and ignoring the woman's terrified expression he reached out a glowing blue claw. The woman tried to jerk her child away, but he did not relent, reaching past her he placed the claw on the boy's chest. The small body seized as the blue energy arced across his small form.

A moment later he removed the claw, and the boy's breathing and heart rate returned to normal. Turning he loped off following the dissipating scent of his brother, determined to stop him.

-Xavier School for the Gifted-

"Logan, you going to get to the War Room sometime today?" The voice of Scott Summers called out over the school's intercom.

James Howlett, also known as Logan, but better known as The Wolverine grumbled as he got out of bed, his side still ached from his latest encounter with Sabretooth. Some days he cursed having a half-brother, others he couldn't be bothered to remember he had one.

Checking his clock, he realized he was late for the Trask Industries demonstration, not that he cared about it. All he cared about was how to take the damn thing down if Trask proved less reformed than he acted.

Looking around his room he noticed the doors to the joined bedrooms were open. Normally the room he slept in would be common living space, but with two kids that needed supervision he made it his room. Laura his clone slept in the room on the left, the light was off, but he knew the sheets would need replacing from the scraps trailing out the door. The trail led to the right room, Daken's room. Daken unlike Laura was Logan's son, and only recently been retrieved. Logan still didn't know who had murdered Daken's mother and kidnapped him, but it was only a matter of time.

"Hey Wolvie!" His door swung open as Jubilee stormed in, he growled at the fact the terrible twosome had left the door unlocked "Logan, Summers is looking for you."

"I know kid, heard him the first time." Pulling his shirt on the oldest X-Man turned to his pseudo adopted daughter, "He send you to get me?"

", he sent us," Jubilee was gently pushed aside allowing Daken and Laura entered. The two twelve-year olds didn't move far from the door, keeping Jubilee between them and Logan. Laura glanced at the door, "Sorry...we forgot to lock it when we left."

"Yeah, it was all Laura's fault." Daken sneered at her then turned to Logan, "Come on old man, I know Summers is a pain in your rear, but could you just come when called he's more annoying than those brats we have to call classmates..."

Laura jabbed an elbow into her half-brother, "Would you shut up baby brother, they're not that bad..."

A smirk crossed Daken's face, "Oh, you just say that because Julian asked you to be his lab partner...Laura and Julian sitting in a tree..."

He was cut off from the jab as Laura's claws sprang from her hand pointed at his face, "I dare you to finish that sentence."

Logan averted his eyes as sparks shot between his bickering son and clone, "Hey, now I know why Jean sent me." Jubilee was the only person in the mansion who would willingly step between two clawed pre-teens.

"Laura, Daken...get to class. Either of you late, and you'll be running drills in the danger room...at my setting." That got the squirts running, he glanced at Jubilee, "That goes double for you little lady."

Jubilee snorted, "Yeah, that might have worked when I was like twelve." Contrary to her retort he noticed her quick steps as she left the faculty quarters.

Thirty minutes later Logan entered the War Room, next to Cerebro this was the most important room in mansion. The room was abuzz with activity, a larger number of MRD troopers and agents were checking news feeds and contacting field offices than normal. Two agents were keeping a cadre of Trask suits company in an out of the way corner.

Seeing Kitty Pryde running by he reached out and caught her by the elbow, "Oh, Logan...Scott is looking for you."

"Know that darlin, just wondering what the hubbub is about." Logan released her and began taking account of what was happening.

Shadowcat huffed, "We were just finishing the new Sentinel test run when alarms started blaring...Combat Team Bravo got hit by the mutant they were tracking. They figured out the path they were taking, tried to get ahead of them."

"Guess this one turned the hunters into the hunted." Logan noticed Scott leaning over the holo table as reports were handed to him. Scott Summers, better known as Cyclops, was focused on the report. "Hey Specs, where's Chuck?"

Summers turned to him, "The Professor is monitoring the situation from Cerebro."

"What exactly happened? I thought that mutant was going to be an easy collar."

Adjusting his shielding glasses Summers sighed, "That was what the Professor and Jean thought, he was relatively calm, then for no reason he started tearing apart half the northwest." He glanced toward the suites, "To top it off we had to halt the tests. Trasks representatives aren't happy."

"Great, you know how I feel about Sentinels Scott. Trask may have reformed after the MRD raids in the seventies, but no one does a turnaround just like that." Logan leaned against the monitor table which was displaying a 3D model of the school's grounds, "So the emergency?"

Summers motioned an officer to pass a folder, "From Bravo's after-action reports there is actually two mutants involved both appear similar in powers...though the first one they encountered tried wiping out their squad, the second swept through healing the wounded then continued chasing the first."

"Well, guess we got a good Samaritan out there...why Chuck or Red didn't see there were two of them?" Logan opened the folder.

Cyclops sighed, "They're twins...minor telepaths that until a few days ago shared a psychic link. Something shattered that link, after that they began moving east."

Flipping through the report folder he slapped it down, "So you need a tracking squad, one capable of handling these two" Turning to a monitor three columns of codenames began scrolling, he began flicking several names into a fourth column, "We can be there in three hours with some MRD support from the Mojave Base."

Nodding Summers reached over and flicked two more names onto the team, "Take Warpath and Caliban as well, sure you want to take Daken and Laura they've never done field work since their rescues."

"I'd feel better keeping them within reach, no problem with me taking Jean?" Logan sneered at him.

"Come off it old timer, you better get Hank and Kurt before their classes begin."

Logan was the first to arrive at the hangar, shortly followed by Jean and Hank. The former Marvel Girl and Beast had gone through preflight checks as they awaited the rest of the team. Caliban, a mutant who'd suffered at the hands of Apocalypse slunk into the room quietly. Logan nodded at him as he slipped onto the plane, Caliban wouldn't need a mission briefing...no doubt he'd been in Cerebro with Xavier while he was tracking these mutants.

Next to arrive was Kurt Wagner, Nightcrawler appeared with his familiar bamf sound, a second bamf revealed he'd been followed by Talia...Nocturn as some had started calling her clutched at Nightcrawler's tail. Kurt frowned at the small blue skinned girl, "Now Talia, ve have spoken of this. Ze are too young, go play vith Megan and the other preschoolers...I'll be home before ze know it."

Logan winced as Kurt's tail spasmed, the girl must have responded by holding on tighter. The Wolverine was about to step in when the two New Mutant members of their team showed up. James had started snickering at Kurt's dilemma, but Rahne moved to the girl's side.

"Come now Talia, is that any way to be?" Rahne gently pried the girl's three fingers loose enough for Nightcrawler to gently remove his tail, "There we go...I saw Megan upstairs she's looking for you." Talia smiled and once released bamfed away.

"Ah, thank you fraulein, she doesn't like to be separated from me for long... if only her mother wasn't..." Nightcrawler sighed and moved to sit on a stack of crates with his thoughts.

James reached Logan's side, "What's up with Kurt?"

"Talia's birthday is next week...she'll be six, and Wanda hasn't asked to see her once." Wolverine snorted, "Personally I think it'd be more likely for him to let her grandparents see the kid before her mother."

Rahne growled, "I thought we all agreed not to mention the Scarlet Witch."

Logan noticed his own brats enter the hangar, "You're right Rahne, can you get Jean and Beast...time for a briefing and launch." As Wolfsbane entered the Blackbird he noticed the two twelve-year old's goofing off. "Hey, you two, stop dragging your feet." At his command they scrambled across the hanger and squeezed into the circle forming next to the Blackbird's ramp. The Wolverine was in full gear his hood and mask on, he looked sternly at the two kids, "You'll remain with the jet during this mission."

James Proudstar aka Warpath glanced at the two kids before turning to his teacher and mentor, "Wolverine, what's the emergency?"

Logan showed two still shots to the group of mutants, "These two have left a path of destruction that spans nearly thirty miles and left two towns in ruins."

Hank McCoy sighed, "Mutant PR nightmare in the making...any idea what set them off?"

Jean Grey took over, "No, the Professor has had difficulties in reaching their minds. One is filled with conflicting emotions, the other is filled with hate and malice. From what we could gather one is chasing the other, and they are brothers."

Rahne Sinclair huffed as she glanced at the report, "Great, their powers don't work on each other."

"Alright team, we'll plan en route, a team from Mojave base has already been sent to meet us. After we calm them down, they can apprehend them and place them in dampening fields. We'll decide what to do with them after that." Logan headed up the ramp, the rest of the team following, except for Kurt who bamfed into the co-pilot seat.

-Outside Big Sky Montana-

Caliban led the team into a clearing, "They're coming...somethings strange...they know we are here, but something is driving them to come faster."

"Looking for more people to attack maybe." Logan turned to Jean, "Well Red, can you get through to either of them?"

Focusing on the two charging mutants Jean's eyes snapped forward, "Rahne move!"

Wolfsbane had a moment to dodge as a large black wolf like creature crashed through the tree line barreling at her. Getting back to her feet she noticed the mutant had turned back and was charging at her once more. Nightcrawler appeared at her side, and a moment later they were in a tree.

Nightcrawler was about to ask if she was alright when their tree shook as the large form of the mutant slammed into it, "It zit my imagination or iz ze getting bigger?"

"Not your imagination Kurt." Wolfsbane transformed into her transitional form and leapt from the tree landing on the unknown mutant's back. She'd just gripped his fur when arcs of red energy lashed out at her. With a scream she was repelled backward.

"Rahne!" James was about to go to catch his teammate when the second mutant crashed through the trees already arcing blue energy coursing around his body. Catching Rahne midflight he rolled easily dropping her on the ground before launching himself back at his twin.

Logan turned to Beast, "Hank...any ideas?"

Dr. McCoy frowned, "From the reports from the MRD team the red energy causes some sort of trauma to the nervous system...the blue seems to repair the damage and heals any minor injuries."

Wolverine extended his claws, "Right, ignore the blue...avoid the red." Logan watched James get thrown to the ground convulsing after trying to distract the first mutant, "Crap."

Suddenly the second mutant ripped a chunk out of the first causing massive damage to his twin. As the first mutant slowly recovered the second turned to James. Picking Warpath up he shocked him with the blue energy then tossed him next to Rahne.

The second mutant glared at them, seemingly to wordlessly tell them to stay out of it. The first mutant then barreled into him and then chased each other out of the clearing.

Logan turned to where Rahne had recovered and was checking on Warpath, "Caliban, help Wolfsbane and Warpath back to the Blackbird...we'll figure something to stop them."

-Big Sky, Montana-

Chaos erupted as two massive forms hurled themselves into the street. Cars skidded and swerved to avoid the behemoths, both were snarling masses of fur, claws, and teeth. The only distinguishing feature between the pair was the color of their fur, one a reddish brown, the other a dark brown.

The dark brown mass snarled, swiping sparking claws at its twin, who dodged the strike and picked up an empty car slamming it down on its brother. Panting the reddish-brown mass backed away, ready for when his brother recovered.

As he calmed slightly a faint voice echoed in his head, "Move!"

Jumping aside he avoided the car flying back at him, snarling he lunged at his brother once more, but was stopped by an invisible force that held him. Growling he struggled against the force, he barely noticed his brother was similarly restrained.

"Vat are ze?" A blue furred elf like creature appeared in a cloud that smelled of rotten eggs, "Easy now friend, Ze Nightcrawler means ye no harm, just here to talk."

The elf like person attached some sort of collar to him, then flipped over to his brother attaching a similar collar to him. Growling he felt his body reverting, he couldn't ignore the exhaustion any longer, he collapsed as the invisible force let go.

-Blackbird-

They were en route back to the mansion with two new passengers, the team was surprised at what had occurred. After activating the dampening collars both had shrunk, which was expected, but what wasn't expected was that the two appeared to be no older than eleven. They had both shrunk in size and physically reverted to children, only their hair color identified which was which.

As Hank and Kurt flew the jet Logan and the others looked over their new guests, "So... what do we do now?" The question had come from Rahne.

"Their minds are open...mostly, there seems to be mental blocks throughout their minds. A powerful telepath had to have set up these blocks." Jean placed a hand on each boys' forehead, "Anger...fear...mother...father...death...destruction."

Her eyes flew open, "Apocalypse!"

A/N 1: So that's the first chapter, tell me what you think, more information will come in future chapters.

A/N 2: (4.16.18) Just doing some grammar and spelling clean-up. If people are still interested in these stories I may continue to write.