Summary: See the X-Men like you've never seen them before. Without powers…but what the hell would we write about then?? Behold, the new…not improved X-Men!!

Authors: Brakish & Rogue31

Disclaimer: We do not own any of the X-Men Evolution characters. I know, as shocking as that my seem, well I tell ya it's all politics!…Damn politics! Oh geez, what am I talking about?!?! (blush)

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For those that do not understand what is going on…The X-Men do not have mutant powers. They have other problems, illness if you will. So Xavier is a money hungry man and he recruits the 'X-Men'. He talks like the Institute is a wonderful place but it's not. The recruits parents are giving him money to take care of the students. And Xavier is EVIL. He's not like the usual dull, boring, 'peace and harmony' Xavier you're used to.

The X-Men's illnesses

Scott- blind, rambling, idiot.
Jean- obsessive compulsive to the extreme.
Ororo- claustrophobic to the extreme.
Logan- psychopathic.
Kurt- There's a term for it but I'm not searching the web for it so…Kurt freaks out whenever anyone looks at him.

Do us a favor and try not to think to hard while reading this. This is one of those fics. where it's off the wall and stupid. Trying to think will definitely confuse you so on with the story.

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Without further ado…


X-DUDS

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Prologue

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"Searching... searching... ... searching..."
Xavier narrowed his eyes. Sweat trickled down his neck.

"Having any luck, Professor?" Scott asked as he walked in the room, bumping into a nearby desk.

"Careful Scott! Now go away! I need to concentrate," Xavier demanded.
Scott left, but not without bumping into another obstacle.

"Searching...again..."
He had been searching for god knows how long.

"Found."

His eyes opened. Found? It was a miracle! "Pinpoint, Cerebro."

"Name: Kurt Wagner. "

"Excellent. Any more?"

"Name: Katharine Pryde. Rogue. Evan Daniels. Lance-"

He smiled. "No, no! That's quite a handful for now!" Ororo walked in. "Professor, were you successful?"

"In fact, I was. Help me retrieve these children and take them here."
She nodded.

In the X-Jet they were, Xavier piloting. Scott sitting behind Xavier, rambling to himself. While Jean sat next to Xavier. "Professor. You're arms aren't in the correct 45 degree angle apart from the other," she said, showing him how to hold the wheel, 'correctly'. After a moments thought Xavier stopped the X-Jet in the air and made a sharp turn back to the mansion.

"I forgot to lock you two up," the Professor said, once they were inside the hanger room. "No! No! We'll be good." Jean and Scott pleaded together. He looked at both of them. "Do I need to get the little sock man out?" he asked, reaching into his pocket. "Ahhh!" they both screamed, scrambling out of their seats. Xavier put the sock puppet on his hand and started chasing them. "No one can escape the sock puppet," he said, imitating a child's voice. The chase continued until Jean and Scott locked themselves into their holding cells.

"Now, you two be good or I'll have Mr. Logan come baby-sit you," he said. As if on cue Logan started hollering from his cell in the basement. "See I'm being good," Jean said sitting in a corner. Thud, "I'm, I'm" thud, Scott fell to the ground. "I'm being good," he said. "Okay, I'll be back later. And remember, if you're bad you know what'll happen to you?" Xavier asked. "Not the sock puppet!" Jean shrieked. "Yes, the sock puppet. Now behave yourselves," Xavier said, and headed back to the X-Jet.

Now, in the X-Jet they were, Xavier piloting. Ororo sat in the corner shivering. He looked back after the second take off. "Storm... are you all right?" She jumped

"Quiet, Professor! You're wasting the air!" he rose an eyebrow. "Ororo, not now." She huddled closer to her lovely corner. She began to whimper softly to herself. Xavier shrugged and continued navigating the jet. Fist stop: Kurt Wagner.


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The beginning of the recruits…

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Chapter 1: The Kurt Encounter