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― José Saramago

Summary: A powerful mutant is discovered in the mansion. Genoshans, sentinels, the cure and Magneto? Slightly AU, but I tried to make it as canon as possible.

The only beta for this story is you!Any mistake found, please report to me. Grammar, plot, character…any flaw, I want to know and fix. (Almost) nothing is too small.

Please enjoy. I did a lot of research on the episodes and characters for this fic.

Prologue

Logan unsheathed his claws as he entered the living room. Kitty and Rogue were playing a game of checkers. Bobby was trying (and failing) to convince Hank of the merits of video games. Scott and Emma were drinking coffee outside while Kurt was watching Tildie.

"How can we help you, Logan?" Hank said, interrupting Bobby.

"Someone's here," he growled. Kitty and Rogue went back to their game. Ever since returning from…wherever he had gone, Logan had been especially jumpy. (A/N: This takes place after Episode 14 and before Episode 15).

"Logan, the last time you thought so, it was a rabbit," Kitty smirked.

"And the time before that it was a shape shifter spy from Magneto," he snarled. "Now listen—"

CRASH! A slew of muttered words followed the sound.

Every head in the room shot up.

"I don't think that was a rabbit," Bobby said unnecessarily.

Micah bit back a curse as he knocked over a vase. It was probably worth more than all his possessions put together.

Having trouble? Will snickered.

Shut up, Micah snapped. I don't see you doing anything helpful!

That's because I'm hiding us from a powerful telepath! Will replied.

There was a clamber of footsteps down the hall.

That would be them! Will called. Good luck!

Micah turned tail and ran in the opposite direction of the footsteps. Blocking his way was Cyclops, flanked by Emma Frost. The older mutant sent a blast of red energy straight at him. Without any time to think, Micah threw out a wall of ice. He turned and ran the other way. Iceman, fully iced up and Wolverine blocked his way.

"Did he do that?" Iceman gasped, seeing the ice. Micah sent him far down the hallway, using the ice that made up his body. Wolverine lunged at him. Micah flicked his finger upwards. The very water in his body yanked the feral mutant upward, sending him all the way up out of the roof.

BAMF!

Nightcrawler appeared right in front of him. Micah gasped and stepped back in surprise. Rogue and Shadowcat appeared out of the wall to his left. Before he could say a word, Rogue's bare hand was on his face and he lapsed into unconsciousness.

"Uh…why are there two people suddenly?" Kitty asked. Sure enough, instead of one, two young men lay unconscious on the floor. They didn't look at all alike. The older one, the one they had chased, had brown hair and was a bit taller than the mysterious boy, who had hair so dark it was almost black. "Rogue?"

"Oh god…" Rogue gasped, lost in the memories.

"Rogue? Rogue, are you—"

That's more of a prologue. The rest will come later.

—Jangling Bacon