Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters which I create myself. If you know anything about X-men, you can tell which ones were not created by me.
A/N: This occurs 5 years after the show ends. The main changes are that Scott and Jean part-time teachers, X-23 and Alex Summers have both become students, the new mutants are more mature and some are part of the active X-men team. There are also some younger new students who will be introduced into the story.
All spelling mistakes are a result of me writing this late at night.
A dark figure dropped down from a tree, landing silently on the ground, a few feet from the large gates enclosing the Xavier Institute. The figure was garbed in nothing but stark black. The only color on him was his short strawberry-blond hair. Even his eyes were a light grey. Looking around slowly, he made a gesture up at the tree. In seconds, another figure landed, again silently and garbed in black. If one took note of her bright blond hair and dark grey eyes and compared them to her companion, it would be obvious they were twins. Both were tall and slender and, though not fat by any means, had enough weight to show they had quite a bit of muscle, the boy a bit more than the girl. They even had the same tanned skin, proving neither shunned the outdoors.
The third figure that dropped down, while garbed in the same black clothing, was completely different. He too was tall, but so thin he could be mistaken as sickly. He had pale white skin and shoulder length black hair. He also had bright blue eyes, and a face that seemed set in a permanent frown. The last figure, an African-American girl, was short and thin. She had chocolate-brown eyes, and long black hair done up in multiple braids. Seeing everyone had made it down, the boy made a "follow me" gesture and slowly approached the gates.
When they reached the gate, the boy's twin stepped to the front. Closing her eyes, she waves her hand over the electronic lock. A faint purple glow outlined her hand. The lock emitted a few sparks, and then turned green. The gates swung open and, after ensuring no alarm had gone off, they continued on.
The boy listened hard, extending his heighted senses toward the mansion. They had chosen this night because they knew the older x-men were away on a mission somewhere. The boy heard many different snores and breathing patterns, but all in the rhythm that ensured the occupants were asleep. As they continued their approach, the African-American girl questioned, "Are you sure we should be doing this?"
Despite the fact all members of the group heard the question clearly; they all knew no one else would have heard anything. Sara could control sound so completely, that a single word could be heard across a football field, or a shout could be heard by only the person it was intended for. The boy signaled for a stop, and then gestured to Sara, who immediately put them in a type of bubble, ensuring that their conversation could not be heard by anyone else. The members of the mansion may have been asleep, but the information they had received indicated there were some members who had senses almost as good as his, so he preferred to be careful.
"Sonar," the boy began, using the call-names that were a necessity on assignments, "we were just hired to steal some information. We aren't harming anyone, and we've taken every precaution to avoid a confrontation. I don't see the problem here."
"I know Radar," Sonar responded, "but this is a school for mutants. People like us. It just feels…I don't know…wrong to steal from them."
"They want to make peace with the humans," Radars twin interjected. "They are nothing like us."
"Calm down Crash," Radar soothed, placing a hand on his twin's shoulder. "Sonar, we all accepted this mission. We aren't going back on our word. Any other questions?"
"One," the pale skinned boy inserted, "Who is she?"
The others quickly turned around to see a girl staring at them. She had long brown hair and was wearing what looked like a black bodysuit. Radar cursed quietly. Why hadn't he heard her approach?
She silently regarded them. "I do not know you. Leave this place. Now!"
The pale boy approached her and raised a hand, as if in peace. There was a flash of blue, and he swung the sword of blue energy that had appeared in his hand at her. It passed through her body, not leaving a mark. Despite that, she let out a cry and clutched at her side as if she had been cut deep.
Radar heard cry of alarm and the sound of footsteps approaching. "Spasm!" he yelled at the boy, "you just gave us away!"
The group braced themselves as figures began to approach them from the mansion. There was a buzzing noise, and what looked to be some type of odd cannons rose up on either side of the mansions driveway and oriented on them. "Maybe you were right Sonar," Radar admitted as he prepared for a fight he had tried his best to avoid. "This might not have been the best idea."
This is mostly a prologue. The next chapter will be longer. Please review!