Disclaimer: X-Men is Marvel's

A/N: Okay, so anyone who follows my stuff will know that this is reposted. That's because I wanted to clean it up a bit, and give people a chance to read it in increments (since the first chap was posted in… 2006? Yeah, I think that's when). Anyway, I'm ready with several weeks' worth of chapters, and hope to be done with this by the end of the semester. Anticipate about 10/11 chapters.

Also, this is meant to be episode 1 of season 5. Have fun!

I knew it. I knew it, I knew it, I knew it, Bobby thought, practically leaping out of his chair while his eyes remained glued on the computer screen. It was so obvious, why hadn't he and the others thought of it before! The scorch marks, the reports of ghosts, people knocked out with a touch…

Half a second later Bobby was halfway across the room that he shared with Sam Guthrie. Knocking his friend in the shoulder, Bobby didn't even wait for Sam's eyes to open before he began talking. "Guess what?" he exclaimed. "Guess what I just did! You're never going to believe it, I mean, you will, but none of us did until now, so-"

"What are you goin' on about?" Sam asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "You want me to guess something? I already know what you just did." Bobby looked at Sam quizzically. He was certain that his roommate had been asleep while he worked away on the computer. Sam had always been a heavy sleeper. "You done woke me up, so now I'm gonna have to knock you one," Sam replied, pushing Bobby from the tentative seat he had taken on the edge of Sam's bed. "Later, though," he continued as he rolled over, away from Bobby, "after I get in my beauty rest."

Bobby rolled his eyes, ran his hand through his hair, and in one fluid moment ripped Sam's comforter out of his grip and straight off the bed. Instantly, Sam was up, his feet adjusted constantly for the unstable surface of his bed. "Bobby, what the hell are you doin'!"

"This is worth it, Sam, trust me!" Bobby practically yelled, retreating to the other side of the room. "No powers, now, you know the rules."

Sam looked even more hostile for a moment before his shoulders sagged, and he dropped down so he was sitting on his bed. "What the hell is so important that it can't wait until morning?" Sam drawled, his accent more pronounced in his sleepy state.

"Remember a few months ago, the vigilante activity by that group of girls?" Bobby knew Sam did. They and the rest of the younger boys had been constantly on the watch for these new super-powered girls. They had thought Xavier's was the only place (other than the Brotherhood) where people like them hung out, but obviously there were a few people they didn't know about. Even better, they were girls! Five girls! The boys just knew that at least one of them had to be hot…

"Yeah, course I do," Sam said. They hadn't really talked about the girls for a couple of weeks. After the chop shop had been discovered and disbanded by the girls, they had just disappeared.

Bobby grinned a wide grin, and Sam knew that Bobby had a new lead. He was wrong though; Bobby didn't have just a lead. "I know who they are," he said, smugly.

Sam's eyes popped wide open, and he regretted his behavior toward his friend earlier. He was glad that Bobby had woke him up. "Well, what are you waitin' for? Who are they?" Sam asked eagerly.

"It was simple, really. And very obvious," Bobby continued, not quite ready to hand over this precious information. He wanted Sam to beg. "You see, all I had to do was hack into the police files about the vigilante case. It had testimonies from the culprits about the girls' powers, testimonies that were never allowed to be made public. From their powers, it's really very apparent that the girls are-"

Bobby was cut off, however, by a psychic announcement. All students are to report to Xavier's Office. That is all.

Sam stared at Bobby, knowing they had both gotten the same message. It sounded like an emergency, but Bobby would still have time to drop the names if he would just hurry up a do it.

Standing, Bobby started toward the door, but continued, "the girls are-"

Again, though, he was interrupted. The door to their room was slammed open and a boy who looked almost like a slightly smaller version of Bobby stood blocking the doorway. "You guys better hurry, I heard that-"

"Get out of here, you little piss-ant" Sam said, glaring, and he used his powers only slightly to fly across the room and close the door in Jaime's face. "Go on," he said to Bobby, holding the door against Jamie's efforts to get in. The effort was futile, though, because before Bobby even had a chance to speak, the door was forced open again. This time, in the doorway, were at least seven Jamies; Bobby didn't even take the time to count them all.

Groaning, Bobby pushed through them out of the room, with Sam following. The Jamies followed, in slowly reducing numbers, all of them babbling at once:

"You're never going to guess what's going on!"

"Of course not; we're going to tell them!"

"Why?"

"What?"

"They've always picked on-"

"Let's not!"

"Don't tell them?"

"But it's so juicy! We have-"

"Oh, just tell them already!" one finally shouted, his eyes closed and fists clenched in fury and conviction. When he opened his eyes, though, there was no one else around, and Bobby and Sam, along with Roberto, Ray, and Alex, who were making their way to Xavier's study as well, were all staring at him.

Looking down and glaring slightly, Jamie excused himself, "They were here just a second ago," then pushed himself past the others and left.

The other boys waited until Jamie was gone, then exchanged bemused glances before bursting out laughing, and proceeding to whoop and holler as they stampeded their way down the stairs to where they had been told to meet.

Everyone else was already there when the boys walked in, so Ray closed the door and leaned against the wall, as did most of the other boys, as the seats were all taken. Everyone was there, including someone extra: a strikingly beautiful blonde woman in business casual. She and Xavier were chatting happily while the other students watched, whispering among themselves about who this stranger could be.

"Maybe Xavier has a daughter he never told us about as well," Bobby sniggered to Sam.

"Or anot'er wife," Remy offered.

"Quiet down everyone," Xavier announced. "Now that everyone is here, there's someone I'd like to introduce to you. This is Emma Frost," he said, indicating the blonde woman, who stood up a little taller at the mention of her name. "Miss Frost is a mutant like us, and she used to be a colleague of mine. In fact, she runs her own boarding house for mutants, and has decided to relocate to New York."

The students in the room eyed each other uneasily. The only two other groups of mutants that had shown up in the city had turned out to be bad news. They wondered if Emma would turn out to be any different.

"If you run into her students at school," Xavier continued, "I would encourage you to extend to them every courtesy, and help them adjust to life here. Their names are Douglas Ramsey, Manuel de la Rocha, and Lorna Dane, and they will be starting school at Bayville High tomorrow.

I do not need to remind you all that I expect you to not only act as representatives of the mutant community to humans, but to other mutants as well. You can show by example that these new mutants need not fear humans or other mutants, but that we can all live peacefully together. That is all, unless, of course, Emma has anything to add," he finished, motioning to Miss Frost.

Nodding, Emma stepped forward. Hands on her hips, her stance suggested a very powerful and headstrong woman. Quickly brushing some of her hair and behind her face, she spoke up. "I know what most of you are thinking," she began, then stopped as a murmur spread through the room; she must be a telepath. "Yes, I am," she responded, then continued. "You all are thinking that a new mutant team in town is always bad news. If the mutant isn't with you, isn't on your team, then they're inevitably against you, right? Well, you're wrong. We can support each other, can maintain friendly relations, without sharing the same roof. My students are training with their powers and their tactical skills so that they can protect themselves and others, just like you. And they are afraid to be living in a world that persecutes their kind, just like you. I hope, together, we can help secure the survival of the mutants within a government that has shown varying degrees between hostility and indifference." She turned toward Charles as she said, "That's all I have to say, so, if I'm not mistaken, you are all dismissed."

The noise in the room heightened as all the students stood and began making their way out. X-23 led the pack, uncomfortable in such a large group, and ready to leave at the soonest instant. Bobby nudged Sam before they began heading out. "Get Ray," he said, and then headed in the direction of Roberto. As he crossed the room, he passed as Alex nudged Scott, pointed in the direction of Emma, and whispered, "Hot, huh?" Scott blushed and said nothing, but still received an elbow in the ribs from Jean, who was standing on his other side, and a snigger from Warren, who was standing by Jean.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Bobby reached Roberto, who was heading out with Jubilee and Rhane. "Hey," Bobby said, putting his hand on Roberto's shoulder and pulling him away so the girls couldn't hear. "Meet in my and Sam's room, soon as you can," he whispered, and then continued back further in the room, where Amara was leaving with Tabitha and Piotr.

"What do you guys think? New mutant team… I don't know. Even after what Emma said." Bobby shoved his hands in his pants and started walking out with them.

"Yeah, and she was very persuasive," Tabitha said, indicating with her tone and her glances at Piotr and Bobby that she was quite aware that every boy in the room was carrying, if not a torch, at least a match for the blonde telepath.

Amara giggled. "I don't really know either," she offered. "I mean, we can't do much except trust her for now anyway, right? And then things will either work out, or the X-Men will have another mess to clean up."

"You mean we'll have another mess to clean up," Bobby offered. "We're X-Men too, you know. We fought Apocalypse along with the rest of them."

"And kicked ass!" Tabitha added, grabbing Piotr's arm and making him blush.

"…But," Amara continued, "I highly doubt we will be doing many missions for a while. The main X-Men are enough. And besides, Xavier was getting calls for weeks afterwards from Roberto's and others' parents. I'm surprised that everyone is still here!"

"Da," Piotr added, "You are tough, but too young."

There was a short pause as Bobby thought that over, glaring slightly at Piotr. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyway, I'll catch you two," he said, motioning toward Tabitha and Amara, "at the training session later today." With that Bobby headed upstairs to his room, while the girls went off to the kitchen to grab some breakfast for themselves. Always impatient, he took the stairs two at a time, then restrained himself from bounding the rest of the way. Passing Jubilee in the hall, he ran into her on "accident" and was pleased with the smile he received in return. Today was turning out to be a pretty good day, Bobby had decided.

Entering his room, he found Ray, Sam, and Roberto already waiting. Oh, and Jamie too. "Who invited him?" Bobby asked, acting exasperated despite the fact that he probably would have invited to the boy along in the end anyway.

"Wouldn't leave," Ray said curtly, "now, what's the big news? I'm starving!"

Smiling in a self-satisfied manner, Bobby took a seat in his computer chair. "You guys remember the Sirens, that all-girl vigilante team from a while back?"

"Yeah"

"Of course"

"Well," Bobby continued. "I know who they are. They were living right under this roof the entire time. I was able to get access to the police records about their activities, and their powers all point to five girls here."

"Here?" Roberto repeated, sounding disappointed. "You mean we already know them?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's the only bad news. They're Kitty, Jean, Tabby, Amara, and Rogue."

There was a small moment of silence before Ray finally spoke up. "Well, I can't say that I'm really surprised. But you said already knowing them was the bad news. If there's bad news, there must be good news too, and I haven't heard any yet."

"Ah, the good news," Bobby nodded. "The good news is that if they can do it, so can we. Not only can we, but we should! We can't let ourselves be upstaged by a bunch of girls. We should form our own team. What do you say?" Bobby finished enthusiastically.

"I like it!" Jamie practically squealed, but the others were pretty quite.

"I don't know, man," Sam offered. "I mean, what would it entail? We don't really have a lot of free time to go around trying to catch criminals."

"I know, I know," Bobby responded. "We'd just do what we could. You know, if something presented itself, like the car theft ring the Sirens got involved in.

There was another short pause. "I'm in," Roberto finally said. "I'm tired of just sitting in the background here. I don't want to go looking for trouble, but if there's something to do, I'll do it."

"You know I'm with you too, buddy," Sam added. All heads then turned toward Ray.

Rolling his eyes a little, Ray said, "I know how devastated you all would be without me, so of course I'm in."

All smiling, the boys were surprised when Jamie spoke. "Now we need a name!"

Head falling in his hands, Ray sighed. "This is worse than being caught playing dress-up," he said, then stood. "You guys come up with a name and let me know. Just don't be too fruity, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever," Bobby said, throwing a pillow at Ray's retreating back. It just barely missed as he disappeared through the doorway. "So… anyone have any ideas?"

"It should be similar to the Sirens," Sam said.

"Okay…"

"What about 'The Heroes,'" Jamie suggested, brightening.

"Nuh-uh, too lame," Bobby responded, his brow furrowing in thought. The room was silent for a few minutes before Jamie ventured another idea.

"'The Argonauts'?"

"Sounds cool," Roberto said, shrugging. "Who are The Argonauts?"

"They were sailors in Greek mythology. They battled monsters, like sirens."

"And now they're us, too," Bobby said, making the decision for the rest of the group. "The world now has a new superhero team, The Argonauts!"

"Yeah!" Jamie jumped up excitedly, "Jamie and the Argonauts!"

There was silence as the rest of the boys looked at Jamie like he was crazy. "What?!"

"You know," he said meekly, explaining. "In mythology it was Jason and the Argonauts, so… I thought…"

"Um… No!" Roberto shouted as he hit Jamie with a pillow, knocking a few Jamies to the ground.

"I second that!" Sam said, hitting Jamie with a pillow as well. Laughing, Bobby opened the door and ran out of his room and down to breakfast before he could end up knee-deep in Jamies. This was definitely a good day.