Okay, this idea has been bouncing around in my head for a while.

Marvel own all their characters as does the show. This story is based on the X-Men Evolution universe.

Prolgue: Getting to Know Them

Crystal sat to the side reading her magazine. She tried to become interested and bury her twitching in angery face behind the pages. She just couldn't though. Pietro and Evan were over at her house again. And, like they always did, they were arguing.

"You know I'm a better player than you, Daniels!"

"That's not why I got the spot in the play, man! Coach knows I work better with most of the team. Maybe if you didn't act so high-and-mighty all the time, you would be in a prime spot!"

"Pfft! I could probably win the game without all those deadweights in the way!"

Crystal sometimes wondered why she put up with these two. Pietro was her boyfriend going on a full year, but she had known him and Evan for about the same time. Competition was the norm between the three of them: Pietro would get an idea in his head, Crystal would tell him it was a bad idea, Evan would go along with Pietro for whatever reason, Crystal would watch until it fell apart. In the end, they would all have a good laugh over it and be pals until the next idea.

They were all in high school now, but the tension seemed to be getting worse lately. Both her boys were on the basketball team and it seemed to hold as a more consistent form of competition between the two of them. Crystal had wanted to join the cheerleading team when she entered high school, but she backed out. She needed a break from these two sometimes, and she felt the best way to eventually settle their arguments was to remain the neutral, level-headed, usually cool-minded party.

So that was what she was currently doing. Trying to ignore them, when in reality she was fighting back the urge to enter the fray.

"Dude, just chill!" Evan said to Pietro. "It's not like you're a benchwarmer. Coach knows you can move faster down that court than anybody, that's why he has you out there. But you have trouble making that shot sometimes."

Pietro still scoffed, "You keep telling yourself that. If I wasn't holding back, Daniels, you would be so smoked!"

At that point, Crystal had had enough. Her green eyes flashed with anger, but neither Evan nor Pietro reacted to her presence until her strawberry blonde hair flared between them. "Alright, that's enough already!" Then they both flinched back. "What are you guys, nine? C'mon, you shouldn't be doing this the night before your big game."

Both boys shouted and pointed to the other. "But Crystal-!"

"Forget it!" she said. "The other team is a good one. That fact that both of you have been picked to play should be enough of a statement that you both are going to be needed out there. Don't forget that you guys are on the same team here."

Pietro and Evan shared a look together. Crystal knew what it meant: they would settle this later. Btu she would accept their truce, hoping that if they won the game their tempers might cool. "Your right, Chrys." Evan consented. "I'm sorry."

Pietro crossed his arms and looked away. "Yeah, well... whatever." Which was the closest that boy ever came to apologizing.

Crystal laughed and rolled her eyes at them. "That's what I like to hear. Second to only, 'PS 104 wins the game!'" Evan laughed with her, while Pietro smiled her way.

All of them soon found themselves sitting on Crystal's couch, talking happily about other subjects. "So how's that Family History Report coming along, Crystal?" Evan asked.

"Pretty good." She replied. "When I told Mrs. Rosen that I was adopted, she said that I could just talk about me and my dad. I think I got out of it pretty easy."

"Told ya." Pietro reminded her, sharing a high-five with her.

Evan playfully punched his arm. "This sucks! My mom and Aunty O are going to be filling in the blanks while she's here visiting. Tell ya the truth I'd rather do my dad's side."

Yawning, Pietro leaned his head onto his girlfriend's shoulder. "Yeah, that great guys. Don't worry about speaking in public, I'll be sleeping with the rest."

"You're not even in our history class." Evan reminded him.

Pietro continued to pretend being asleep. "It'll be that boring."

Crystal let out a laugh, pushing Pietro off of her. "Well, what about you Maximoff?" Crystal asked. "What makes our family stories so boring by comparison?" Crystal almost covered her mouth. She already knew Pietro wasn't being raised by his biological father, and she knew he didn't like talking about it. Thankfully, he was pretending to be completely asleep by this point.

Evan then looked back at Crystal. "He never talks about that." He observed.

Crystal looked sympathetic as she said, "It's not something he enjoys talking about. We're his friends, we should know better than to ask by now."

Crystal had been friends with Pietro before they had met Evan. It was a typical meeting on the school playground, but once she had become his friend Pietro had already gotten possessive of her. Crystal hadn't minded at first, in fact she understood it as all the other kids made fun of Pietro because he looked different. The white hair. Crystal had been an outcast too, being adopted and having no memory of her old family or why she wasn't with them. There weren't a lot of kids who really wanted to play with them, until Evan showed up.

By then Crystal and Pietro were a little older. She wanted to branch out, while he was happy with the way things were. Ironically, the two of them had been playing basketball. Crystal kept losing because Pietro was too fast for her, every time. When she saw a boy their age watching them alone to the side of the court, she just ran up and invited him to play, much to Pietro's annoyance. How she met her friends and kept them to this day would have made a way more interesting history report!

In the present, Crystal sighed, "I'm pretty happy with the way things are right now. I just wish you guys would fight a little less."

Evan put an arm around her shoulders in a friendly hug. "You know we don't really mean it, right? Just us blowing off steam. Friendly arguments, girl!"

Not opening his eyes, Pietro spoke in his 'sleep.' "Don't go getting too friendly with my girlfriend, Daniels!"' He threw Evan's arm from off of Crystal.

The laughter could be heard on the New York streets outside. This reminded Crystal why she stayed friends with them. They had their good moments together. Little did she know, that would be one of the last happy moments Crystal would have with her two closest friends.

Watch the show again if you want. I'll just be inserting this character into the mix. Let's see what happens!