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A/N: A restart of Sons of Apocalypse. My Original Characters were way over powered, and it was chapter ten before I even got to the main story. Much of the world built in the original will be reused here, so I will leave the original up for a time. I'm planning to get several chapters written before posting. As of this posting Chapter 2 is finished and Chapter 3 is almost done.

Forward: This story takes place in an alternate reality obviously. It will use some concepts from the movies, 90s animated series, and comics. Story starts in 1989

Various Speech Indicators:

"normal speech"

Telepathic or Mental speech

'Character thoughts or Deadpool's 4th wall breaks'

{Dialogue in various languages meant for only the characters speaking to each other to understand, language will be indicated}

-Prologue-

(Future, safe haven bunker)

A grim-faced man stood before the monitor watching recordings being sent back to their hidden bunker. All showed the same destruction and death. This had not been his will, this was not supposed to end like this. Even his ancient mind could not fathom what had come to pass.

Heavy footsteps signaled the arrival of another. Bishop entered followed by two others, "We found it. Right where you said it would be."

En Sabah Nur nodded as he looked past the time traveler to a young man with black hair and a jaw set with rage, "What else have you found my son?"

A snarl ripped through the young man as he pushed past Bishop to face his progenitor, "They are all dead. You, emotionless bastard." The others could tell he was barely holding back his transformation, "Mother, my siblings, everyone. I am the monster, I am the one who deserves to be torn apart and crucified." His rage seemed to lessen as he turned away, "Me, not them…never them."

Apocalypse looked to the others with confusion. The third man, Sinister, stepped towards the younger man placing a hand on his shoulder, "We found Wolfsbane and Dire Wolf bound to…beams crossed like an X. Dire Wolf was long dead, not even he could heal from the damage done to him."

Bishop quickly spoke up, "Rahne was alive when we got there, barely. I don't want to even think about what those things were doing to her before she was strung up." He looked the ancient mutant in the eye, "Kaine at least got to say his goodbye before we had to flee. There is no way to get close enough to that machine to turn it off."

Nur looked back to the monitor, "What have I done?"

"What you have done?" Kaine tuned back towards him, "Was this not your dream father? A world where only the strong can survive. You and I are all that's left. Every one of those sick fucks you had Sinister make. Those things out there are cobbled together from them. My sweet innocent sister, I felt her mind being twisted and warped until nothing of her remained." He huffed several times before continuing, "What you have done father is accomplish what no other villain ever has. You won."

"Kaine," Apocalypse watched as one of the few humans to survive entered from another door. The hideous scaring across the right side of her face did little to detract from her looks. She kept one hand on the small bump on her lower abdomen, the reason she'd been forbidden to join them going to the machine, "That's enough."

As Kaine moved to her Apocalypse turned away to face Bishop, "Is there any way to undo this string of events?"

Bishop shook his head, "Not directly. Your son Quantum's power locked this timeline into being. Perhaps we destroy the machine, but we cannot enter our own past to undo the damage. We lost Cable the first time we tried, and Fitzroy nearly tore himself apart when he tried using his powers."

"I think all hope is not lost." Sinister stepped up to the monitor, "None of those mutates have ever displayed his powers. Could Quantum actually be alive somewhere, one of the other safe havens outside the reach of the machine."

Kain spoke up, "Quantum is physically dead, but not mentally." The three older men turned to him, he had the woman secure in his arms, "45 transferred Quantum's mind into Kelly before he died during the battle. 45 and Quantum were killed outside the machine, so their bodies were left behind when it fled to that icy hell."

Bishop looked surprised, "Is that true Miss Wainwright?"

She nodded as she touched the scar on her face, "It was after Kaine did this. I stumbled onto them. Quantum had been stabbed by Daken and was bleeding out. 4…45 I'm not sure what had happened to him but his was missing most of his left side. He begged me to help his brother…so Quantum's mind was moved into my subconscious."

A sense of renewed hope spread through the room. Sinister was the first to react, "We cannot change what has happed in our world, but perhaps we can make a new one. One where that blasted Celestial trap was never activated."

Bishop frowned, "One problem…Quantum is only a consciousness without a body. On top of that he's in a, no offense Kelly, but a human body. How is he going to be able to use his powers?"

Kelly smiled, "He says, and I quote…oh ye of little faith."

-Chapter 1-

(Present, Xavier's School for the Gifted)

Rahne Sinclair, the mutant called Wolfsbane was at this moment running through the grounds in the form of a large wolf. She sped through the small forest that sat along the perimeter of the property. The fresh damp smelling foliage giving a sense of calm to her rattled mind. The nightmare had been so real, more memory than dream.

It had been the third time this week it had happened. Each time it was impossible to return to sleep. After the first few times she had merely lain awake until dawn and the first bell of the day sounded to raise those still asleep. When she was caught napping during Doctor McCoy's biology class, and later Mister Logan had to step in during a Danger Room session to protect her she'd been forced to reveal her sleeping troubles. Half the telepaths at the school had been offering to help her, but she didn't even want Dani to see the horrors that plagued her sleep.

Running up a bluff that overlooked the property she was surprised to not find anyone else present. Usually she had to sneak around Mr. Logan, which was a feat unto itself, or some upper classmen who'd snuck out to meet in secret. Those last groups were no doubt the reason the Wolverine came up here. He never struck her as the type to enjoy sunrises.

Rahne? The voice was quiet, with no little amount of strain, Rahne, where are you?

Immediately she reverted to her transition form and looked towards the manor, the roof just visible from this vantage, Professor?

Ah, there you are. Relief was evident in the Professor's mental voice, Miss Moonstar and Miss Manh were quite alarmed too find you missing.

Sorry, I just needed to take a run. She sat on the top of the bluff and faced towards the east, I didn't mean to make them worry.

The Professor's projected voice took a subtle shift, to that of a caring parent, or at least what she thought a caring parent would sound like, We know that Rahne, but it is dangerous for you to leave without letting someone know. This isn't Muir Island you should know that by now.

Her ear twitched as she heard someone step on a twig. With a growl she turned towards the tree line but saw no one. A sniff of the air revealed nothing, Professor? I'm not alone.

Rahne, I do not detect anyone near you. There was a momentary pause as she felt the Professor doing a cursory scan of her mind, I am sending Kurt to retrieve you stay where you are.

A loud popping sound and the acrid smell of sulfur that burned her nose and she was no longer alone. The red and black uniform of the Nightcrawler was a welcome sight as his eyes combed the shadows around them.

His tail lashed back and forth dangerously as the sharp spade at the end seemed to be ready for a fight. Most would be frightened of the demon like mutant. Those fools did not try and learn anything about Kurt Wagner. Things like his faith and his tendency to fight only as a last resort or to protect others.

Kurt's eyes locked onto something in the early morning gloom. The tension in his shoulders eased as his face took an exasperated expression, "Do not worry Rahne, it is merely Daken."

The boy edged out of the darkness followed by a girl that appeared to be close to his age, "I'm not alone…Laura couldn't sleep."

With a relieved sigh Rahne approached the two children, "Yeh right nearly gave me a heart attack." She frowned, "Logan doesn't know yeh are out here?"

Laura shook her head, "That's why I woke Daken."

"Like their father and you in wolf form the Professor would have trouble detecting them without Cerebro or actively seeking them." Kurt walked up and put out his three fingered hand, "Well let us return to the manor."

Reluctantly they each took hold of a finger and once Kurt tightened his hold they vanished from the bluff. Upon their arrival they found themselves within the Professor's study.

They instantly knew the Professor was not alone. Emma Frost and Jean Grey were seated in front of the desk, Kurt's daughter Talia sitting on Jean's lap. The girl had been coloring in a book laid upon her own lap but had quickly changed focus upon hearing her father's arrival. Leaning against a bookshelf was Logan, his legal ward Kitty Pryde and adopted daughter Jubilee. Both present to keep Daken and Laura from being in any danger from the older mutant.

From his chair Xavier looked over the groups within his office, "Rahne, your dormmates have returned there. We will discuss your troubles momentarily, but first we'll clear the room a bit."

Kurt being quick on the uptake moved to Jean and collected Talia, "Aye, thank you Jean for looking after her. Now we will make ourselves scarce."

"No problem Kurt," Jean returned the crayons to their box with her powers before handing them and the coloring book to Nightcrawler, "She is very low maintenance for a three-year-old."

Smiling they vanished in the expected noisy and smelly fashion unique to Nightcrawler's family. Logan following Kurt's lead headed for the door, "Come on you lot, Chuck needs the room cleared."

"Really Logan?" Kitty threw her hands up, "You were snarling a minute ago, now just let's go. We could have stayed in bed for another hour, did you forget we have Danger Room sessions today?"

Jubilee nodded, "Tell me about it." The younger pair quickly moved to follow, each grabbing the hand of one of the older girls.

Once they were gone Rahne looked to the remaining telepaths. The Professor steepled his fingers and rested his chin on his thumbs, "You have had the nightmare again?"

"Yes sir," Rahne nervously rubbed her arm, "It's the same. A dark cold room, I try to open my eyes, but I can't see anything. I'm strapped to some sort of table, there are garbled voices. Then I feel strange, like something is being pulled out of me. The pain is horrible, worse than anything I have felt before."

Emma looks sadly to the younger woman, "Rahne, when did these dreams start?"

"Not long after the joy riding incident after you and the surviving Hellions relocated here." Rahne turned to Jean, "They have been getting worse recently. At first it happened a couple times a year, now it's been nearly every other night."

Jean stood, "What do you remember about that incident?"

Rahne shook her head, "I remember us getting on the Blackbird, taking off, and James avoiding some Airforce jets. Everything gets fuzzy about the time we landed. After that I just remember waking up in the infirmary."

Leaning back in his chair Xavier frowned, "I have a feeling this dream is a repressed memory. It may in fact help us to understand the missing hours of that incident. Between the time you landed, and the X-Men arrived to retrieve your team, there is the unexplained cause of you all losing any memory of what happened, or the fact all the others were in perfect health, yet you were in critical condition."

"We can do a deep scan of Rahne's memories, perhaps beak through the neural block her mind built to protect her." Emma frowned, "Or perhaps retrace their flight. We were more concerned about getting Rahne medical attention and the others back here. It is very likely we missed something on our preliminary sweep of the area."

Rahne didn't like either option, but she was prevented from responding as the door flew open. A mutant resource division soldier rushed in ignoring the three women and nearly crashed into the desk before collapsing.

Panting for breath the man looked up to the Professor, "Sorry for the interruption sir, but Chamberlin just reported code red situation."

Xavier frowned as Emma helped the soldier into her chair. After a quick scan the White Queen turned to the Professor, "Big Sky Montana…it was nearly wiped from the map. Four unidentified mutants attacked in the night, a fifth unidentified attempted to intercede. Shield and MRD tactical and medical squads are on the ground. Chamberlin is requesting support in case of a follow up attack."

With a stiff nod the Professor turned to Jean and Rahne, "Jean get Scott up and brief him. Rahne, rouse some of your teammates and get to the hanger."

(2 hours later Big Sky Montana)

Agent Chamberlin walked the barren and rubble strewn streets, two of his troopers flanking him. Everywhere he looked emergency services were combing through the wreckage for survivors. Shaking his head, he looked to the trooper on his right, "Have the scout teams reported in yet?"

"Yes sir," The trooper checked his armband, "No signs of the attackers. We did find a burnt out cabin a few miles out. Two fresh graves, an old man the cabin's owner identified one of the attackers. Didn't know the other three, or the boy the locals said took on the others."

Rubbing the bridge of his nose he tried not to think of the boy. He'd been forced to order the kid tranquilized so medics could see to his wounds. The local police had found him holed up in an alley, not too hard to find thanks to the trail of blood he'd left behind.

The other trooper spoke up, "Squad three reported the boy is in stable condition. They are keeping him under sedation to keep him from bolting again."

With a nod Chamberlin looked towards the epicenter of the destruction where the real fight had taken place, "Have them remain alert until we can turn him over to the team being sent by Xavier. Kid deserves better than scrounging for scraps and sleeping in crawlspaces."

Reaching the battle site, he quickly spotted Fury surveying the number of white sheet covered bodies with yellow evidence place cards next to their heads. The head of SHIELD shook his head before turning to Chamberlin, "Your teams locate them yet?"

"No, we've found a few places they may have attacked before coming here, but nothing concrete." Chamberlin indicated the dried blood leading away from the site, "If we'd gotten her a few minutes earlier we could have given that kid some support. Seen the pictures?"

Fury gave a curt nod, "Kid turned into a pretty big dog. Thinking the other one is a kid too?"

"Possible, we'll know more after the blood tests. Kid took a beating, but he gave as good as he got." Chamberlin noticed one of his troopers was listening in on his radio, "So the cavalry arrives, better late than never I suppose."

The two men watched as a large jet did a flyby before moving to hover over the scene. A hatch on the underside opened as several colorfully dressed people dropped down. Chamberlin made a mental note of the X-Men and New Mutants present.

"Chamberlin?" He was surprised as a young redhead barreled into him. He easily recognized Rahne, he had known her since she was a little girl living on Muir Island, "I thought you were still at the research facility."

Pulling her back to get a better look he smiled at her, "What can I say, I was getting bored listening to all the eggheads. Needed to get back into the thick of it. Look at you, no longer that scrawny little girl my son coaxed out of that soggy old box."

She returned the smile before indicating the others, "We were sent as support. Karma is my team leader, but Cyclops is supervising this operation."

With a nod Chamberlin turned to Scott Summers, "Sir, Agent Chamberlin, I was the first official on the scene. Director Fury's people arrived shortly after we did."

Cyclops stepped up, "Sorry we didn't get here sooner, your report and request for assistance were somehow delayed. We have people looking into it."

"Good, but as you can see we were all a little late to the party." Chamberlin shook his head, "All we got on the attackers are some grainy CTC footage and a couple polaroids. They had cleared out before we could even deploy let alone get boots on the ground here."

Frowning Cyclops crossed his arms, "What about the fifth one, what you got on him?"

"Well, just about everything. Kid took on the other four like he was bred for it. Put one of them out before he knew what hit him. Had a little trouble with a heavy hitter that looked like an alligator and a gorilla had a baby. The one we think was leading the attack took a bullet from the deputy laying over there by the traffic light, he hung back after that. The last attacker looked like a negative exposure of the kid. Most this rubble came about due to their fight." Chamberlin indicated the pharmacy on the corner, "We got the kid in there, he's sedated only for the simple fact there was no other way to treat his wounds."

Fury nodded along with the report, "I spoke with the sheriff in charge here. It took him a bit to rally the locals, but after the kid took a nasty strike to his side they brought down righteous fury upon the attackers. They fled, but in the confusion, they lost sight of the mutant that was defending them. In the end they found that blood trail over there. Were all a little shocked to find a child at the other end. He was pretty weak from blood loss before your MRD boys showed up."

Cyclops indicated the pharmacy, "Hank, take Jean, Rahne, and Dani and give the medics a hand with the kid. The rest of us will split up and give the scout teams a hand. Warpath you're with me."

There were silent nods as everyone moved to follow orders.

Chamberlin led the group into the pharmacy, "We set up in here because the local hospital is already at code black. The closest three all reported in as code black as well."

Beast noticed the standard five-man squad of MRD troopers set up in a defensive pattern around the back office, their sharpshooter leaning on the pharmacy counter weapon at the ready. He also took note of the two medics resting, a normal medic squad consists of three trained medical personnel as well as a light trooper and a heavy trooper as back up.

Entering the back room, he saw the third medic watching the boy's vitals on portable field equipment. Hearing their entrance, the medic looked up, "Sir, the kid's healing factor is no joke. Not real sure how long he'll remain sedated at this rate. I'd strap him to the cot if I thought it would even help."

McCoy spoke up, "Perhaps fewer weapons within sight will calm the child. I doubt the attackers will return so quickly if the report is anything to go on."

Concurring Chamberlin raised his commlink, "Squad three move to exterior positions, report anything you find suspicious. Medic squad six, troopers take up positions at the main entrance." The troopers were quick to move to their new positions becoming invisible to anyone laying on the cot.

As McCoy went over the report from the medic Chamberlin moved over to Rahne, "I had to shake myself when we found him. For a split second I was back in that Inverness alley we found you in."

Rahne nodded. The boy laying on the cot had darker hair, but it was of a reddish-brown color. He was covered from the waist down by a standard MRD sheet, his arms were also covered in a short reddish-brown fur. Much of his chest was covered in off white bandages spotted with splotches where blood seeped through. His ears were tapered like hers in transitional form, and two elongated eye teeth were visible over his lower lip.

Jean knelt next to the cot and carefully placed a hand on his brow, "His mind is very strange. Memories of pain, torment…he's seen the SHIELD symbol, but doesn't know what it means. There are images of places, people, things he knows but not why or how. He is very scared." She quickly broke contact and stood back, "He was terrified of those others, they were here after him."

Chamberlin frowned, "The townspeople I interviewed said he wandered into town a couple months ago. They were going to report him to the regional office but felt since he wasn't causing any harm there was no rush. He made himself scarce during the day and was hard to find at night. A few people had been seen leaving plates of food out for him. Sheriff said they'd tried a couple times to find out where he was holed up, never could though."

Frowning Jean looked to the agent, "Did the local Vet survive?"

Confused Chamberlin nodded, "Aye, he was helping out with the wounded when we arrived."

Jean looked to Rahne, "Before we leave find him and tell him the child is sorry for lashing out at him." She turned to Beast, "Hank I would avoid any needles for the time being. The Vet had gotten close enough to use a syringe on him."

"Ah, yes no doubt trying to give him a tetanus booster. If these barely visible scars are anything to go by he has lived a very hard existence up till now." Beast looked the child over, "Hmm, by my estimate he is approximately six years old. Limited body fat and defined muscle mass indicative of a highly active lifestyle easy access to food."

Rahne shared a look with Chamberlin before speaking, "When you're like us Doctor McCoy food isn't that hard to come by. Hunger can drive you to extremes." She rubbed a hand under her nose, "Besides if he's got enhanced senses he'd have little trouble finding food sources."

"As I said, the townsfolk were keeping him fed. Also, there was a noticeable decline in the local nuisance animal population about around the time of his arrival." Chamberlin noted several muscle twitches, "Seems to be coming around. I'd suggest we don't crowd him too much."

The boy began shifting restlessly on the cot, a low pained growl emanated from deep in his throat. His eyes blinked blurrily as the others backed up a few steps. He took a few experimental sniffs of the air. Too late Rahne realized their mistake, and that the boy's senses were as keen as her own. His eyes snapped open completely clear and an unusually dark shade of blue. He growled at them as he scooted towards the furthest point of the cot, putting as much space between them as possible.

Jean shook her head, "I can't get through to him. He's in a blind panic. He's trying to transform, but the sedatives haven't completely worn off."

Carefully Rahne stepped forward shifting into her transitional form. This seemed to bring a pause to the child as he blinked at her in confusion. He made small growling sounds as she moved to sit on the opposite corner of the cot.

Dani who had up to this time remained silent started to tell her to retreat, but was preempted by Jean, "Let her try, I'll hold him if he becomes violent."

Rahne ignored them both, keeping her complete focus on the feral child in front of her. In his hunched position she could see the fur ran over his shoulders and down his back, the fur made a Y shape on his back the fur line met from each side about his mid back, then ran down along his spine, and most likely ended near his posterior.

He eyed her carefully seeing that she hadn't moved closer he gave a couple tentative sniffs before edging closer. She caught his sent easily, it was rather strong, he was truly in need of a bath. She was contemplating how to coax him further; Chamberlin's son Wes had used a granola bar on her. Yet she was not sure that would work on this one.

She was so deep in that thought it surprised her, and she had to restrain herself from jumping, as the boy nudged her arm with his head. Obviously, she hadn't hidden her surprise well enough as he moved away slightly.

"Sorry, didn't mean to do that." She carefully reached slowly, "Can you speak?"

The boy's nose twitched slightly as he looked to her clawed hand. Slowly he reached out his own smaller clawed hand. Clutching two of her fingers he brought her palm to his nose to sniff. He looked at her in confusion as he sniffed again. He sniffed at the others, but seemed less concerned with their scents, instead he went back trying to puzzle out something about hers.

Chamberlin frowned, "They said he can speak. It's rudimentary, but it's understandable. Not saying he's a great conversationalist, but he should be able to talk."

Beast rubbed his chin in thought, "He's a child, this is probably all very confusing for him. He was just fighting for his life against four other mutants for reasons we know not. Also, something about Rahne is very intriguing to him."

Dani frowned, "You see the look he sent us a minute ago. It was like we didn't matter, between us and Rahne, there is something that he's trying to figure out."

"It may be as simple as they are similar types of mutations, but we will have to run tests at the manor to find out for sure." Jean looked to see he'd allowed Rahne to pull him into her lap, the sheet once more giving him a bit of modesty, "Yet first let's find something for him to wear."

The medic seemed to appear out of nowhere with a set of MRD sweats and t-shirt in the approximate size of the child, "We brought these in earlier for obvious reasons. There is something strange, when I was doing my preliminary exam there is the number ninety-eight tattooed under his right arm."

"Another puzzle to add onto the pile." Hank opened up the communicator in his ear, "Scott, we have for lack of better terminology secured the young mutant. As far as his condition he seems to be in mild pain, but otherwise mostly recovered. He and Rahne seem to have formed a connection of sorts. I would feel better if we returned to the manor sooner than later."

"Agreed, whoever the attackers were, they are long gone. Warpath could only follow them about a mile from the town before all traces vanished." Scott's voice sounded through all their comms, "Alright people let's pack it in. Nothing left for us to do here." Hank smiled as the boy tapped the X symbol on Rahne's uniform where Scott's voice had emanated from.

(1 hour later Blackbird in route to manor)

It had taken quite a bit of coaxing to get the boy onto the Blackbird, and a bit of calming via Jean's telepathy to keep him from transforming mid-flight. Rahne was now running her hand through the boy's hair as he slept.

"Your scent seems to have a calming effect on him." Karma sat opposite from her next to Sam, "It is strange how similar he is to you, perhaps a distant cousin."

Sam frowned, "Not necessarily. I got a kid sister that can shed her skin at will and a baby brother with wings. Can't assume relation just because their mutations are similar. Heck even Laura and Daken aren't exactly like Logan. Given Laura is a clone that's saying something."

James looked up from the history book he was studying from, "John and me basically had the same powers. He helped me understand them before…before he left."

His brother was a sore subject for James, one of the few former Hellions he also bore guilt for those slain at the Massachusetts Institute. Though he had parted ways with the Hellions by then, and blamed them for the death of his tribe, he had abandoned them first.

Glancing down at the boy James suddenly dropped his history book as his eyes widened, "How old did Beast estimate his age?"

Dani was in the process of retrieving the dropped book when she froze, "Six…oh…Oh!" Her eyes suddenly mimicked James as the book lay forgotten.

A ripple went through the present New Mutants as each made the connection. Six years ago, the Massachusetts Institute for Higher Learning was attacked by an insane mutant. The Institute was shuttered after the attack, and much of the surviving student body was transferred to Xavier's. James and his surviving former teammates were among the transfers.

Sam shook his head, "No fucking way…I know she was hurt by something while the rest of us were knocked out...but no, how…it's not possible."

A growl from Rahne drew their attention, "Mayhap we continue this were we won't disturb a child's nap. Especially one who just saved a town from utter destruction."

Karma gave an almost painful smile to the child who was looking from each face, "Sorry sweetie, we got a bit carried away. Go back to sleep for a bit longer and we'll be in a nice safe place when you wake."

His brow furrowed for a minute, but Rahne's continued stroking of his hair slowly lulled him back to sleep. After a couple minutes, and Rahne sure the child was asleep she looked to her friends, "This…what happened during that blackout?"

A bit further up the jet the X-Men were gathered around the cockpit door. Scott was at the controls with Beast sitting in the copilot seat. Rouge was watching the younger mutants as Gambit shuffled his cards.

Jean looked over her shoulder at the brunette with a streak of white, "What are you thinking about Rouge?"

With a smirk Rouge turned to her, "What yeh not going to just pluck it out of my head?" She glanced back towards the rear, "The kids just made the same realization we did before takeoff."

"They not kids, not anymore cheri, they be X-Men." Gambit returned his cards to their place in his trench coat, "They seen far too much to be anything less."

"Gambit is right in his own way. No mutant is afforded a true childhood, not with people like William Striker and Graydon Creed out there fanning the flames of hatred." Beast looked back at his teammates.

"Ah why you have to go and bring up Graydon," Rouge made a face like she had swallowed something revolting, "Of all my adopted family you had to mention him."

Gambit smirked, "Ah mon cheri, he no doubt feels the same when he thinks of your lovely face." He received a mix of exasperated looks from the others, even Scott though it's hard to tell through the eyewear, "What?"

-To Be Continued-

A/N: So that's the first chapter, tell me what you think. I'll add info blocks at the end of each chapter. These will either flesh out characters or give some information about places mentioned within the story. First up will be the three main OCs that the plot is built around. Some chapters may have added scenes. These will detail various characters or events mentioned within the main story. If there is a particular event you wish expanded in an added scene let me know.

Subject 98: Name, Axel (Axe) Sinclair: Alias, Dire Wolf

Powers: enhanced strength and agility, size manipulation, heightened senses, able to transform into a wolf like creature, accelerated healing factor

Appearance: Hair, reddish brown: Eyes, blue

Relations: Father, Apocalypse Mother, Rahne Sinclair (Wolfsbane) Siblings, Subjects 1 through 97 (Half-Brothers), Subject 99 (Fraternal Twin Brother), Subject 100 (Fraternal Twin Sister)

Bio: Escaped the lab where he was born and trained for the first three years of his life. Lived a nomadic lifestyle traveling throughout the northern United States and parts of Canada. After three years he stumbled upon his brother. Subsequently they fought destroying much of the town they were in. Axel would be found by MRD (Mutant Resource Division) and turned over to Xavier's school to provide him a safe environment.

Subject 99: Name, Kaine Sinclair: Alias, Grimfang

Powers: enhanced strength and agility, heightened senses, energy manipulation, able to transform into a wolf like creature, accelerated healing factor (associated with his energy manipulation)

Appearance: Hair, black: Eyes, grey

Relations: Father, Apocalypse Mother, Rahne Sinclair (Wolfsbane) Siblings, Subjects 1 through 97 (Half-Brothers), Subject 98 (Fraternal Twin Brother), Subject 100 (Fraternal Twin Sister)

Bio: Escaped the lab where he was born and trained for the first three years of his life. Found by a couple living near Big Sky Montana, was taken in by them. Remained there until he was six, was discovered by three of his half-brothers sent to find him. Shortly thereafter was found by his twin brother. Their fight destroyed much of the town. He fled with his half-brothers before SHIELD or MRD forces could arrive. Was returned to his father's side and further trained.

Subject 100: Name, Aida Sinclair: Alias, Raksha

Powers: telepathy, telekinesis, can make solid mental projections, can transform into a wolf like creature, accelerated healing factor

Appearance: Hair, light brown: Eyes, green

Relations: Father, Apocalypse Mother, Rahne Sinclair (Wolfsbane) Siblings, Subjects 1 through 97 (Half-Brothers), Subject 98 (Fraternal Twin Brother), Subject 99 (Fraternal Twin Brother)

Bio: Unlike her brothers she remained in stasis but was still able to affect the external world. When a SHIELD strike team assaulted the lab, she allowed her brothers to escape. Her stasis tank was then confiscated by SHIELD and kept in an undisclosed location. She was removed from stasis sometime before the assault on Big Sky Montana. She is staying in a SHIELD safehouse for now.