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Prologue

Bellion looked up at the full moon and sighed as he closed his eyes and began his meditation. He could feel his waist long white hair floating in the pool of water around him as he waited for himself to become one with the Universe. He was very patient and soon found himself becoming numb to the sense of 'him' and became aware of the flow of the world around him. He was the Shaman for his people and they looked to him for spiritual guidance. He smiled as he began to float on his back in the pond, looking to the Universe for the answers he was seeking.

Charles Xavier at the same time was studying the computer screen intently before him. He too was searching for answers though of a much different nature. For a few years now the computer would randomly give high spikes of mutant activity of almost unbelievable power, then, before the location could be determined the energy would simply disappear. He frowned and rolled away from the computer. He merely wanted to meet this powerful mutant and see who they were…and what they could do. He was especially worried about Magneto finding the mutant before he could. His interest was merely curiosity…Magneto would be more aggressive in his endeavors.

Scott watched as the professor rolled away deep in thought. The professor had shared with him the large spikes of mutant activity, but they could not deduce where it was coming from and what the power was. Scott had thought the computer could read immediately the area where the activity was taking place. The professor had explained however that the difficulty with this power was that it struck like lighting, a flash…then it was gone.

Bellion sighed as he came out of his trance and allowed himself a few moments before standing up in the pool and beginning the cleansing ritual he did after each mediation. The Universe had shared with him some of her mysteries, but of course not all things were meant to be shared. He heard the drums and knew they were calling the children to bed. He smiled, he would share with them a story that had come to him during his meditation, it was very exciting and was sure to amuse them.

Bellion smiled as he looked at the excited group of children before him. He took pride in his role as a Shaman to help spiritually lead his people, but he treasured his position as storyteller more than anything else. Tonight during meditation along with answers the Universe had supplied him with a story that was sure to fill the children, and any listening adults, with wonder.

"They are a group of warriors with magnificent powers…" He began, throwing some powder into the fire as he began to use the smoke to aide his story "Their Chief does not walk, but a chair magically carries him to wherever he needs to be. His warriors go out and fight against injustice in a giant silver falcon….their lead warrior can shoot fire out of his eyes! There is one who controls the weather, her hair as white as snow! A woman whose hair is red like the feathers of a phoenix! She can move objects with her mind and even…" He paused for dramatic effect "Go into the minds of others!" He smiled at the gasps of surprise this caused from his apt listeners "there is one who is more beast than man…he is their medicine man and takes care of them when there are injured. Then there is one…one who challenges the lead warrior constantly! He is like unbreakable stone and has claws of silver and light!"

Bellion laughed at the reaction of his audience "They fight to protect others of their kind from outsiders…and just as some people are good and bad they fight against those who are like them but want to destroy the outsiders instead!" He went on to tell stories of adventure introducing more characters of the heroes as they came into his mind. He saw one who was dark blue and could vanish and reappear….then one that made ice out of thin air. They were not as strong as the impressions he had of the others, but he felt they were somehow part of this group of heroes he was describing.

Scott was working quickly at the computer, there had been another spike and this one had lasted long enough for the coordinates to register. He smiled in success, finally they would be able to go and investigate this source of power, see who it was coming from and what they were doing. He knew that the professor was always generous, but Scott was much more cautious, he would do his best to convince them to join them…they could not afford to have Magneto gain stronger enemies.

Finally they were all loaded into the jet. Scott rolled his eyes when Wolverine lumbered in but he had no time to argue; besides he could see them needing the man's strength in the dense part of the jungle they would be going to. He made eye contact with the rest of his team before taking flight; they would soon find the source of the strange mutant power.

I hope you all enjoyed this opening bit! More to come