A/N: This is my first story here on Fanfiction so I hope you like it. The only thing I want to say is that English isn't my first language and I haven't written much before, but my head is filled with ideas on stories.

Plus this story (The Team X-Men) will be follow the Cartoon plot a lot (when Nathan deal with his past) so it's good if you have seen the cartoon. What I have plan for now is to keep to the season 1, but if you PM me or review I might keep going. It's up to you guys.

You will only follow Nathan, my OC, for the most and he is the only one I own, him and his past/background story. I also want to know who you would like him to be with. I have an idea, but if too many want someone speciel I will maybe change my mind.

So with that said, I hope you like:

X-Men Evoulution: A14...

It burned. The fire touching his skin and leaving marks of the symbol as a circle with a line crossed over like a no-sign. A black haired boy with dark blue eyes scream as the mark burn his left chest.

When the mark was settle and in burn he was put into a room and there was another boy in his age. Just bigger. He looked around to see people he recognized on the other side of the fence. People who was like him, a slave, a prisoner. He turned back to the hug boy in front of him.

"Listen, I don't want to hurt you." he told him, holding his hands up in a shield. The boy didn't respond and took a sword out. "I don't want to hurt you." still nothing from the boy, he just started to walk forward as the sound of people watching become louder.

"Kill!" they scream, bumping their hands on the cage he was in.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Nate!"

"Nate!"

"Nate!" an eighteen-year-old boy opened his eyes, as the sun hit them he closed them again and turn around in the big bed. He then saw the red hair girl standing beside his bed. She was one of his closest friends, but he hated then she waked him up, even if it was after a bad dream.

"What do you want?" Nathan ask and lay his face in the pillow. He could feel her moving closer.

"Sorry, but Scott has already drived and I need you to drive me." before he knew it he was floating up in the air.

"Jean, it's eight in the morning!" he complains. The girl just smiled and made him float over to the closet.

"I know and I need ride to the school that starts in ten minutes!" she said and Nathan hit the floor, hard on his butt.

"Why do you think I will drive you? Why didn't Scott drive you?" Jean role her eyes as she opened his closet and throw a pair of jeans and a black shirt to him.

"Scott was meeting Paul and I said Duncan was going to get me, but I got a message from Duncan that he couldn't, but Scott had already drive. Professor said I should wake you up. I know you won't give me your keys so you will drive me to school." she explained as Nathen took the jeans and shirt on.

He walked out of his room, follow by Jean and took the toothbrush with him down so he could brush the teeth on the way. Down stairs he put the toothbrush on the bathroom on the first floor and wash himself fast before walking out with the keys to his black sport car. Jean jumped in beside him.

"You owe me one." Nathen said as he started the car and drive.

"Nope, you are so nice so you do this for free."

"Yeah, you can dream." he responded.

"Talking about dreams, what did you dream about?"

"My my, Jean. You can just read my mind if you want to know, if you haven't already." he said, teasing her, but knew she had read his mind. He had learned over the years to feel then someone was in his mind, but she or anyone at the institute didn't knew that. Why should they need to know?

"Okay, do you want to talk about it?" Jean ask.

"They are just dreams, Jean."

"And we just mutants." she responded, making a statement. He sights and let his hand go through his hair. "Okay, if you don't want to talk about it fine, but can I ask you a question?"

"No, I already know what you are going to ask and the answer still no. I'm not going to school."

"Why not?" Jean ask. "It can be good for you to leave the Danger Room and have fun."

"Fun?" he turned fast to look if she was serious before looking back on the road. "School is everything but fun."

"Well, the friends you make is nice-"

"If you get friends, Miss Popular."

"What are you meaning with that?" she made him look fast at her again. "You know there is a lot of girls wounding who you are after seeing you driving me to school before." he snorts a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, just what it sounds like you trying to put me up with someone." he answers with a huge smile on his face. Jean was on her way to respond but was cut off by Nathan's phone calling. He took it of the pocket and answer. "Professor?"

"Good Nathan, you are driving Jean to school, aren't you?"

"Yes, we actually there now."

"Great, I have spoken to the school and they allow you to stay for a time and follow Jean around. I and Ororo are going to meet up with someone so I don't want you to be allowed."

"But Professor-"

"Nathan, just for today, it can be nice." Nathan stopped the car and look at Jean.

"Okay, fine." he said and hang up. He sighted and leaned back in the sit.

"Are we going or that?" Jean ask, opening the door.

"Don't tell me you and Xavier planed this."

"Come on." Jean said and he understood they had plan this.

Jean leaded him to a locker she unlocked. Nathan felt people staring and he didn't like it. He felt more like a mutant than ever.

'Stop think about it', jean said in his head.

'Easy for you to say, it's not you they are staring at like you're a weirdo, he responded.

'They don't think that'

"Nathan!" they both turn to see Scott and Paul walking over.

"Sorry, but I have class. Nathan, just because you don't need to follow me don't ran away." Jean said kissing his cheek.

"Me, running?" he said shocked. "I would never."

"Yeah, sure. Don't forget to wait for me after school." with that she disappeared around a corner. Leaving Nathan with Scott and Paul.

"Wow, sucks to be you, mate." Paul said. He and Nathan had meet sometimes before through Scott, but he wouldn't call them mates.

"Yeah, on second thoughts, best I stick with Jean or I will be lost." Nathan leave the two boys and run after the red hair girl.

"Oh, sorry." Nathan turn around to see he had bump into a girl maybe two years younger than himself. She had brown hair in a ponytail and a pink cardigan over a white t-shirt. He when saw the cup he had made her spill over herself and drop the books.

"It's nothing." the girl answer. Nathan bend down and took the books up. He then took his black jeans jacket of and then the t-shirt and took the jacket on again.

"Here, it might be to big but I believe it's better than… that you are wearing I guess." the girl took his shirt. "Where is a bathroom around the corner I guess." the girl only nodded and Nathan follow her to wait outside the bathroom.

"Well, a bit to big." she said then she came out in his shirt and her own in her hands. Nathan smile.

"It looks good on you." he complimented her. "Anyway, why are you here if I'm allow to ask. Everyone is outside watching the big game." She took her books, hesitating before answering.

"Well, I guess I'm the new kid and isn't supposed to go."

"New kid, huh." Nathan said. "You not the only one. I have been stuck here all day because a friend of mine."

"Sorry, how old are you?"

"18."

"And you are new here?"

"Yes, or no. Kind of. I drove my friend to school and my kind of father was going to work and didn't want me to be allowed home and told me to go in school to see how it is here." Nathan stopped then he heard how crazy it all sounded. They were standing in the middle of an empty dark hallway, he in his jacket and her in his shirt. It felt a bit weird. "I make it more complicated than it is, don't I?" The girl giggle.

"Maybe a little." she said and they stood in silence for a while. "I'm Kitty by the way. Kitty Pryde." she cut the silent and held her hand out.

"Nathan Braylord." he said shaking her hand.

"Well, Mr. Braylord thanks for the shirt. I will see if I can give it back as fast as possible."

"Miss. Praylord." Nathan said and took a pen from her. He then took her hand and turn it to write down a series of numbers. It took a while before Kitty understood it was a phone number. "If you have time call me. I will make it up to you for not looking there I was going. And if you want to, keep the shirt it looks good on you." he said before smiling and walk away back out.