Hi, This is Season 1 of Ethan Xavier's story. This is kind of my first Story that might be anything good, so with that I hope you all like it and I would appreciate to lern what you think and if I am doing this right or have to change something.

Disclaimer: I will say it here and now: I don't own anything but Ethan and some of the spin off plot that follows Ethan.

With that said, let's the story begin...

Prologue

The small boy in the passenger seat look out to the world and was fantasizing about what thing was out there. He could see the people outside their house, being in the garden or washing their car. Being all normal.

The father who was driving watch as his son was all in his dream world. He was worried that it wouldn't go as he had hope and he wonder how the future for his son would turn out to become. He hadn't plan on getting this boy, but now he had and he wouldn't let anything happen to him.

"Are you feeling fine?" Charles ask his son.

"Yes dad, it's not like I gets a panic attack every hour." the boy replay.

"I'm just worried about you." he told his son and mess his hair up. "Now, you promise to warn me if something is to happen and you will be nice." his son didn't respond and just turn back to look out through the window. He had no interest in sitting in the car; go with his father to this little important mission as he calls it. "Ethan?" Charles repeated to get an answer from his son.

"Why am I even with you?" the son ask, turning back to face his father. "I'm just going to scare them of or something."

"Why do you believe that?" Charles ask him. "You know they has a daughter in your age who has powers, that's why we are here. To see if they allow us to help her. You know how scared she must be if she can't control her powers, just like you."

"You are the one there to help her, I'm just going to be in the way." He turned back to the window, thinking the conversation was over.

"Your powers are most likely to be in the same… stadium. Her father, an old college friend to me, Jonathan think she can move objects with her mind."

"Think?" the boy ask and turn to look at his father, once again dragged in to the conversation. "We are travel the whole way here because you think she has a so you call gift?"

"Your attitude, Ethan."

"Whatever dad, I'm not going to help you with this." the boy said and Charles sigh as he drove to the house of Grey.

Ethan helped his father out to his wheelchair and walk by his side to the door. He could feel people from the other houses stare and wanted to use his powers to make them stop, but Charles stop him.

"Just ignore them, Ethan." he told him. "They are just curious. Can you please knock on the door?"

"They should know it's not polite to stare or spy." Ethan said as he walked closer the door. He however stopped as he got a unusually feeling in his head. Out of reaction he placed his hand against his forehead and took a deep breath. He was ready to fall or something, but nothing happen and the feeling just was there.

"Ethan, are you alright?" he just nodded a yes and knock on the door. Ethan walk back to stand behind his father and the door soon open and a man stood there, unsure to open or not before he knew who it was. "Jonathan, don't worry it's just me, Charles."

"Charles?" the man said and open the door more to be sure. As fast as he saw it was his old friend in a wheelchair he opened the door and let them in. "Come in, before anyone see you."

"What's wrong, old friend?" Charles ask as he and Ethan enter and stood in the hall and Mr. Grey close the door behind them.

"The neighbors are just a pain in…" he stopped himself, thinking about the boy who was with them, "they won't stop stair or spy on us." Mr. Grey corrected. "Jean is upstairs, she doesn't like to be down stair that often when we have guests." Mr. Grey walk to the stairs and call up that they had guests and it was time to come down. Ethan heard the small reply of 'okay' coming from a room upstairs. "Are we going to the living rooms while we are waiting?" Charles nodded and Ethan just follow them. He didn't say anything and didn't intend to do it either. The feeling however was still there, and he understood why the second someone was heard walking down.

"Oh, you must be Ethan, Charles's boy." a woman had entered the room from the kitchen and look at the brown-haired boy who didn't responded. Charles look at his son and call out for him, he didn't get any answer either. "Is something wrong with him?" Mrs. Grey ask.

"He has some problems with his power, but not like this, let me check something."

At the same time, Ethan was in a deep conversation. Not playing any interest in the people around him.

"You don't want to be here. You're angry." the voice in his head said. He titled his head to the side and block his father out when he felt his presence.

"He is blocking me." said Charles and the adult only look at Ethan in wonder.

"My father made me come against my will." Ethan thought back to the voice. "Have I no right to be angry then?"

"Guess you do." it was silent a while before the voice broke it with a question. "Why are you and your dad here?"

"He wanted to come and help someone, I guess it must be you." He answered.

"I don't need any help, you can leave." the voice told him and of some reason he didn't like the order the voice had given him. Not only that, he didn't like to get orders from someone he didn't knew. Especially when the person seems to have so wrong.

"That's a lie." he said and could feel the other person become irritated. "I could feel the neighbors stare at me outside, but it wasn't because of me or my father. They are scared, aren't they?"

"They don't know me."

"Neither do I think they care." he told the voice honestly. He could judge it was a girl's voice as kind it sounded, but also irritated, like then Ororo was irritated at him for breaking something or not being careful. This voice was only lighter and softer. Kinder thought the irritation.

"If you don't want to be here, why do you care? Why does your father care, he has you to help, don't he? You can't control your powers either."

"No, I can't. But I think I'm much better than you are right now." it didn't come a replay as the foot step in the stairs start walk again and soon a girl enter the room and Charles understood who she was and the look she gave Ethan he understood they had spoken. The look was not anger, not sadness, nothing between. It was more questioning. More curious. What had his son and Jean talk about, Charles wonder.

"Honey?" her mother ask and was going to walk over, but Charles took her hand and shook his head. He was interesting on what had happened between the two kids.

"Give me a reason to trust your thoughts." the girl spoke after reading Ethan's mind about his father's hopes for the further and the mansion he lived in had the right training. The right nice people. She thought it look lovely, but a mind could be change as wish and he could be tricking her. He had his own powers she yet didn't understood.

"Give me a reason to lie."

"You want my powers and are going to kidnap me." the girl responded.

"And I would risk letting you into my mind then?" Ethan ask.

"Not like you can stop-" she cut herself off as she felt his presence in her mind disappear. "How?"

"There's a lot to learn about me, but you can do so much more than you believe."

"So, you just suspect I will trust you and go along?"

"Your parents trust my father and I trust him, believe it or not. I just hope you trust my word that I will be kind and help you."

"When tell me what you can do." Jean order him. "How will I be able to trust someone I don't know. Let me read you, Ethan Xavier."

"My powers is not that much to an interest."

"When why does your father seem to be worried."

"Alright, welcome in…" Jean felt his shield disappear and it happen like a shout. Everything came. His life with his father at the mansion. A boy at his house who could shot red blast from his eyes. A woman and a man with other powers. When Ethan's powers, his pain to manipulation. She soon realized it was a lot of things he could do. Control people's mind so they see, feel, smell and even taste what he wishes. He can sense others with gift and manipulate small among of elements.

"Ethan! Stop!" Charles call out as he watched Jean fall to her knees and scream of pain. "Ethan?"

"Jean!" Mr. Grey and Mrs. Grey call out and try to walk to her, but there was an invisible wall between them and the kids. "Charles!" Mr. Grey call out, "What is happening?"

"Their minds, they are connecting somehow."

"What are you meaning?" Mrs. Grey ask.

"Jean, she is in his head and he is letting her in, further than I have been."

"What does that means for her?"

"For her nothing more than she learns who he is. For Ethan, she might be able to do something I can't." Charles answer. "She might be able to stabilize his powers."

"MAKE IT STOP!" It felt like someone was screaming just by his ear the loudest they could. It was painful but not deadly. "PLEAS!" Ethan open close his eyes and open them again as he found himself no longer in the Grey's living room. He was in an empty white endless room. He got sight of the red hair girl on her knees, crying.

"Jean?" he asked and walk over, every step making it harder to get closer.

"Make it stop, make it stop, please!"

"Jean, you will have to help me!" Ethan yelled. She looked up at him with her tearful eyes. "My mind is a mess with my powers, I didn't intend for you to come this deep." he scream to her and keep trying to reach her, but it was like the girl become further and further away from him.

"How?" she whispered, but he could hear her all clear. "It hurts."

"Let me help you," Ethan said, calmer and softer. "You are rubbing my control with your feelings, I need you to calm down so I can take control." he didn't get any respond. "Jean, breath. Take deep breath and think about each breath you take." she did as he told her and at first it was like nothing happened, but soon, he reached her and he was down on his own knees and hug her. He could feel he had control and before he knew it they were sitting on the floor back at the living room, he still hugging her and she was crying. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." he whispered to her ear repeatedly. "I promise it won't happen again, I will not let you feel this pain again, I promise." he said and didn't hear anything other than her breath and heart beating.

"She did it." Charles said, his son not hearing him or Jean. Mrs. and Mr. Grey look at the kids then on the Professor. "She made his mind come to peace, she might have saved his life in a long turn from himself, I promise you that I will do everything in my power to pay her back." Charles told them and they could only nod. They didn't understand that they had seen, but they understood one thing. The kids would be hard to separate from now on.