The disclaimer telling all of you that I don't own any X-Men Evolution characters is playing hooky. Just something I thought of while trying to not work on my Misfits fics. So I thought of doing this last regular Evo-verse fic before I got to work on that. Oh yeah let the bad times roll!
A Bad Week At Bayville High
Day One Is No Fun
And so it came to pass for the X-Men that the day they had been dreading for months arrived. A day worse than any training session with Logan or mutant attack. I am of course talking about the first day of school.
"Ugh! This totally bites," Kitty groaned as she munched on some toast.
"Here we go, right back to Bayville Hell," Rogue agreed as she finished a bagel.
"At least we don't have any more morning Danger Room practices for a month," Kurt shrugged.
"Yeah the Professor wants us all nice and rested when we go face all those protestors and people who hate us," Ray grumbled.
"Protestors?" Peter asked. He had just joined the Institute and would be going to school as a senior.
"It's an election year and there's this ballot question trying to get mutants removed from school," Kitty explained. "It's totally unfair!"
"Jean, Gambit and Scott are so lucky they don't have to do this," Bobby grumbled.
"Look it's going to be all right," Jean said. "You just have to stick together and be patient. It's not like you haven't done this before. Everyone knows you're all mutants. They have known for over a year. How hard could it be?"
"Oh yeah this will be a piece of cake," Rogue grumbled to herself.
Right in front of the school were protestors, hundreds of them lining the sides of the walkway that went right to Bayville High. Police had cordoned off the areas so that students could get in but they couldn't stop the protestors' voices. People were screaming at them, shouting all sorts of obscenities. There were dozens of signs all over the place. NO GUNS! NO WEAPONS! NO MUTANTS IN SCHOOL! MUTANTS GO HOME! KEEP OUR SCHOOLS SAFE! VOTE YES ON PROPOSITION 12! NO MORE MUTANTS! PROTECT OUR CHILDREN! MUTANTS ARE MONSTERS! PROPOSITION 12 YES! MUTANTS NO!
"I so hate election years," Tabitha grumbled.
"Why are they doing this?" Amara was trying not to shake.
"Because they're jerks with nothing better to do, that's why!" Tabitha grunted.
"I did not expect something like this," Peter said nervously.
"Is it just me or were there more people protesting against us since last year?" Kitty grumbled.
"At least we're all together here," Sam said. "Poor Jamie's all alone at the middle school."
"Yeah but most of the protestors are here," Rogue pointed out. "Come on we'd better walk the gauntlet."
The mutants struggled to keep it together as they walked through the hostile crowd. "I've never been so glad to get inside school in my life," Ray let out a breath as they went inside.
"Attention all students! Please go directly to the gymnasium for an assembly. All students to the gymnasium for an assembly!" The PA announcement system went on.
"We're all going to an assembly for first period?" Sam asked. "That's unusual."
"I wonder what it could be about?" Rogue asked sarcastically as they walked to the gymnasium.
"You don't know that it could be about us," Kitty said. "We got a new principal."
"Oh goodie," Tabitha quipped. "A new person to torture."
As soon as they got to the gym they noticed something. "Guys? Does that sign say what I think it says?" Kitty asked.
"Xavier Institute Students Sit Here? Yes it does," Amara groaned. One section of the bleachers at the end was cordoned off.
"Why do I have the feeling that imminent humiliation is upon us?" Rogue groaned.
"They can't do that! That's segregation!" Kitty fumed.
"Kitty do you really want to sit with all those yahoos? Just shut up and let's get it over with," Rogue grumbled as they sat down.
It wasn't long before the assembly started. "Greetings students," A fat balding man with thick glasses and a brown suit spoke. "I am Principal Thaddeus Bricklebee, your new principal. It's a new year at Bayville High and I wanted us to get off on the right note."
"Too bad that note sounds kind of sour," Tabitha whispered to her friends.
"Tabitha! Give him a chance!" Kitty hissed.
"As you are probably all aware there are certain…individuals whose presence here may or may not pose a danger to us all," Principal Bricklebee said. "So we are going to have each one of them come up in front of the entire school and tell us all exactly what their mutant powers are and what they can do. Right now."
"See what happens when you give people a chance?" Tabitha glared at Kitty.
"I knew it," Rogue rolled her eyes. "Humiliation."
"Do we have to do this?" Ray asked.
"I think we do," Peter said.
"Oh joy," Rogue and the others got up to the sneers and not so subtle taunts of the entire school. "Well I can cross this off of my worst nightmares list. All that's missing is being in my underwear."
"Don't give them any ideas!" Kurt groaned.
"All right first up is a new transfer student from Russia," Principal Bricklebee looked at the list. "Peter Rasputin? Is that right?"
"Yes," Peter coughed.
"Rasputin? As in the insane Russian pseudo holy man that manipulated the Czar like a puppet? The man who was poisoned, stabbed, shot, bludgeoned, strangled, castrated and drowned before he died?" The principal looked at him.
"No relation," Peter coughed. "But it is spelled the same."
"And tell us exactly what you can do," The principal's tone was icy.
"My skin turns to organic steel and I am rather strong," Peter admitted.
"In other words you could beat up half the student body without really trying!" Bricklebee bristled. "Next! Kitty Pryde!"
"I uh, phase through stuff," Kitty said.
"And what exactly is phasing?"
"I can walk through walls," Kitty said.
"Oh goody, someone who can break into a teacher's desk and get the answer keys!" The Principal sneered. "Tabitha Smith? Weren't you arrested once for stealing money from the office?"
"Yeah and I can make energy bombs? Want a demonstration?" Tabitha snarled.
"Tabby! No!" Kurt pleaded.
"Let's move onto the other delinquents! Ray Crisp!" Bricklebee snapped.
"I store and shoot out electricity," Ray said.
"Oh I bet the guys must feel real safe in the shower with you after gym class!" Bricklebee snarled. "Robert Drake…"
"I can created ice and snow," Bobby shrugged. "Mostly ice."
"That explains a lot of snow days last year. Amara Aquila?"
"I can make fire."
"Just what we need, fire and ice! We need new fire extinguishers anyway! Roberto DeLacosta?"
"I convert the sun's rays to energy and I can make energy beams and fly," Roberto gave him a look.
"So much for a sunny disposition! Kurt Wagner?"
"I uh teleport," Kurt admitted.
"So what you're saying is that you can cut class and come back and no one would know about it? Wonderful! Sam Guthrie?"
"I can create thermochemical energy and release it from my skin," Sam shrugged. "Plus that energy protects me from concussions."
"And what does that mean in English?"
"I can fly and crash into stuff without getting hurt," Sam shrugged.
"No but you can hurt anyone else! Last and certainly least is Rogue…Rogue? What the hell kind of name is that?" Bricklebee snapped. "What were your parents hippies or something?"
"A guy named Thaddeus Bricklebee is making fun of my name?" Rogue gave him a look.
"Just cut the sass and tell us what you can do!"
Rogue then stood her full height and made a smoldering smile. "Well if you must know sugar, I'm what you would call an energy vampire. I drain life force through skin contact."
"V-vampire?" Bricklebee did a double take.
"What the clothes didn't give it away? I'm like a vampire only I don't drink blood. Too messy," Rogue made a sinister grin. "I drain life forces and if your skin comes into contact with mine for too long…Let's just say it's not healthy."
"He-healthy?" Brickelbee gulped. The entire student body immediately shut up. Most of them weren't really sure what Rogue could do before.
"That's right. I could take all your memories, your life force…And you'd be gone," Rogue gave the grin of a killer. "As long as I'm covered up you're completely safe. I can't use my powers through clothes…I think."
"You think?" Bricklebee gasped.
"Pretty sure," Rogue said smugly. "As I said, nobody touch me and everyone will live."
"Way to make people feel safe Rogue," Kitty grumbled.
"Okay please step away from me now," Principal Bricklebee scooted away from Rogue. "Just so people will not forget, there will be posters put up all over the school warning people about these mutants and their powers."
"You really know how to make a girl feel at home don't ya?" Tabitha gave him a look.
"Rogue why did you say that last part?" Kitty whispered. "That's not how your powers work!"
"Why not? Might as well make other people feel as uncomfortable as I am," Rogue shrugged. "Like they're going to try and prove it."
"You have a point," Sam shrugged.
"And now before we leave for classes I'd like to introduce all of you to a tradition that I brought from the last school I taught," Principal Bricklebee said. "I don't condone violence and hazing new people…or weird people. But we can get all the razzing and teasing out of the way. So if you all take out those paper balls and paper airplanes under your seats we can begin! Go ahead students! Throw away!"
"Oh boy…" Kitty blinked as a shower of paper products headed right for them.
"And so begins another wonderful year at Bayville High," Rogue grumbled as a paper ball bounced off her head.
"I hate school and it totally bites and I swear to god I am going to blow it up before the end of the week!" Tabitha shouted as she stormed into the kitchen of the Xavier Institute. "And I'm not joking this time!"
"Rough day?" Scott asked. He, Hank and Ororo were in the kitchen.
"Scott, the day we were chased by a Sentinel and outed as mutants. That was a rough day!" Kitty glared at him as the rest of the students entered the room. "The day Mystique blew up the mansion, that was a rough day! The time we had to hide out in a cave or the sewers! That was a rough day! The day we fought Apocalypse and weren't sure we were going to survive…That was a piece of cake compared to this!"
"How was your day Jamie?" Amara asked Jamie who was sitting at the table.
"Nobody talk to me until the milk in this glass is down here," Jamie pointed to his chocolate milk glass and indicated the bottom of the glass.
"If it's anything like the day we had I don't blame you!" Ray grunted.
"So what happened?" Ororo asked.
"After we walked through the gauntlet of angry protestors there was an assembly first period," Kitty groaned. "Where our new principal introduced himself as our newest member of the I Hate Mutants Club."
"They made us all go up in front of everybody and tell them about our powers," Bobby said. "Then they all threw paper airplanes and paper balls at us!"
"And so that everyone would know exactly where our lockers were they marched us all there so everyone knew where our lockers were so that they could stay away from them," Kurt groaned. "Of course they put all our lockers together at the worst location of the school."
"I think Toad used to have my locker," Bobby grumbled. "I could still see traces of slime."
"And as you can imagine by the end of the day there was a lot of lovely graffiti on those lockers," Tabitha said. "And all our teachers gave us weekend detention for the stupidest things all day!"
"I got detention for breathing too loud during a moment of quiet," Ray said. "Oh and being late to class when I was purposely locked out! The teacher told the kids to lock me outside! How fair is that?"
"Everyone in every class picked on us all day!" Kitty fumed.
"Not me. After the Assembly from Hell everyone in every class made it a point to sit as far away from me as possible," Rogue said. "On the up side I think I scared another teacher into retirement."
"What did you do?" Scott prepared for another headache.
"Nothing," Rogue said innocently. "All I did was say present when roll call rolled around. The guy made a noise. Said something about having to go to the bathroom and never came back."
"What else?" Scott asked, knowing Rogue all too well.
"Well…I might have used a Dracula type accent or something when I said it," Rogue whistled.
"Oh goody," Hank sighed. "So much for making a good impression on your first day back."
"At least it can't get any worse," Kitty let out a breath.
"Oh yes it can," Rogue said. "How much worse I'm afraid to find out!"
Let the torture begin!