OLYMPIC BROTHERS
An X-MEN Evolution Fan Fiction
Disclaimer: I do not own x-men evolution or any characters created therein.
Chapter 1
Night had fallen on the Xavier Institute, but from the activity inside, you would not be able to tell. Students wandered around the halls and lounged on various chairs and sofas. Logan was busy teaching a survival course in the danger room. The gym and recreational rooms were all being used. Suddenly, an alarm went off throughout the school. Logan called the class to order and turned off the danger room.
"Ok class, you get off easy today. Next session, hopefully we won't have any interruptions."
As Logan walked out, one of the students fell over on the ground semi-unconscious. The rest leaned against something panting and exhausted. Logan shook his head.
"That's what we have to work with to add to the x-men? We're doomed."
As Logan entered the study, turned briefing room, he saw that Scott, Jean, Rogue, Kurt, and Kitty were already there. Not bothering to acknowledge them, Logan sat down in a chair and began to stare at the far wall. Kitty looked at the others and giggled.
"Well it looks like Logan is in a good mood."
Kurt nodded.
"I know. The only time I ever see him smile is when he is destroying something. It still creeps me out."
Just then, Professor Xavier rolled into the room.
"Ah good, you're all here. I called this emergency meeting to send you on a mission."
Scott straightened.
"What kind of mission professor?"
Professor Xavier rolled over to a wall and pressed a button. A computer screen and keyboard slid out from behind a picture frame. The Professor pressed several buttons and a red blip appeared on the screen.
"I have detected a new mutant in our area. However, for some reason, Cerebro cannot pin down what kind of powers he or she has. This means that you all will be going in blind. Logan will be leading this mission. Take the blackbird and get to the mutant before Magneto does."
Scott cleared his throat.
"Excuse me professor, but how can Cerebro not detect this mutant's powers. Has this happened before?"
Logan scowled and the professor sighed.
"Yes. The only other time was with Logan. This mutant might be just as dangerous as Logan was when I first encountered him, so be careful."
As the rest filed out, Logan went up to the professor and leaned in close.
"Hey Charles, do you think that this mutant could be…?"
Charles Xavier frowned contemplatively.
"I don't know. I doubt the Weapon X program would be resurfacing after all these years. However, take extra precautions just in case. Use the tranquilizer darts if you have to. We cannot let this mutant fall into the wrong hands."
Logan pulled on his mask.
"Don't worry; Prof. We'll get this guy here for ya. Just keep the med bay ready."
As Logan left, Charles turned to the monitor again.
"Yes, but I hope the X-men won't be needing it."
Damon ran through the woods looking at each shadow as if it were an enemy. The energy required to fly had left him a while back, but he still could run. Just then, he heard the hum of a jet engine. Looking he saw a sleek plane landing on the hill right where he was headed. Several strangely clad figures filed down the ramp and onto the flat meadow. Damon was tired of running, but he didn't see another choice. He decided to try to sneak by these weirdoes and then keep going. The figures were fanning out, almost as if they were looking for something.
They must be from the lab, trying to get me back.
Damon smiled. He had a trick or two left up his sleeve. Concentrating hard, Damon felt the familiar tingle run along his skin as he disappeared from view. Hopefully none of the searchers had infrared goggles. Damon managed to get by the first couple of searchers. The more of the searchers he saw, the less likely it seemed that they were from the lab. They were far too young and green to be a covert search party. Just then, he heard a peculiar sound, like metal sliding across glass or bone, and then heard a voice behind him.
"OK bub, how about you turn visible and we can have a nice old talk."
Logan had noticed the slight movements on the leaves and ground as soon as he stepped into the woods. On top of this, he could smell the mutant. He smelled scared. Slowly sliding a set of claws out of one hand, he stepped up behind where he could sense the mutant.
"OK bub, how about you turn visible and we can have a nice old talk."
The air shimmered and a youth of no more than 16 appeared before Logan. The youth turned around slowly eyeing Logan's claws.
"You don't seem too talkative with those."
Logan grunted.
"Just a precaution, seeing as you seem to have some special talents of your own."
The youth smiled.
"You could say that. So what do you want?"
Logan frowned inwardly
Something's not right. He seems way too calm.
The youth smiled again.
"I'm calm because I know that right now, you aren't going to hurt me."
Logan looked shocked and a little wary.
"So you're a telepath. That's interesting. All I want is for you to come with me and my team back to the Xavier institute. The Professor can help you."
The youth tilted his head to one side.
"I can see that you're telling the truth, but that means nothing. You could have been told only part of the plan to fool telepaths."
Logan smiled.
"Impressive kid, however, I know for a fact that the professor isn't the type to exploit people. And trust me; he could if he wanted to."
Now the youth smiled.
"Fair enough. So where is the rest of your team? They don't seem quite on the same level as you."
Again, Logan smiled.
"You could say that. Just a second and you'll meet them."
Logan pressed the call button on his neck mike.
"Hey, get over here guys. I'm near the edge of the woods by the big boulder."
The first to arrive was Kurt, followed by Kitty, then Scott, Jean and Rogue. Scott ran over to Logan and aimed his visor at Damon.
"Freeze, we've got you surrounded."
Logan put a hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Hey ease off fearless leader. He wasn't going to put up a fight."
Damon was too busy inspecting the other members of the team to pay attention to Scott. Walking over to the rest of the team, Damon began inspecting each of them causing a great deal of discomfort from each of them. In addition to using his eyes, Damon was probing their minds, gathering data and searching for weak spots in case of a fight. When Damon got to Jean, however, he felt resistance to his mental probe. Pushing harder, he felt a wall hit his mind and body. Stumbling back, he looked over at Jean in surprise.
"So, you're a telepath too. And quite a strong one."
Just then, a blast smashed into Damon's back, sending him flying into a tree.
"Jean, are you alright?"
Scott ran over to Jean who had leaned against a tree looking weary. Jean nodded and looked over at where Damon was lying on the ground.
"Yes, but I wish you hadn't done that Scott."
Damon got to his feet and looked at Scott.
"You'll regret that."
Logan got in between Scott and Damon.
"Scott back down, he wasn't trying to hurt Jean."
Just then, Logan felt himself being pulled off his feet and flying across the meadow. Damon's eyes had turned golden and he was advancing on Scott. Logan got to his feet slowly.
"Aw man, that felt just like when Magneto last did that to me? Don't tell me this kid…"
The rest of the X-men sprang into action. Scott launched another optic blast and the rest prepared for combat. Damon raised his hand, closing his eyes. An energy field surrounded Damon and deflected the beam. Scott stared in shock as Damon kept advancing. Just then, a foot collided with Damon's head, and he fell backwards. Rogue had managed to sneak up while Damon was concentrating on deflecting Scott's attack.
"Come on now, let's not fight. We just want you to come back with us."
Damon rubbed his jaw and got to his feet.
"Oh yeah? Tell that to visor boy over there."
Kitty giggled.
"Visor boy? I haven't heard that one before."
Kurt laughed too.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"
Damon ran at Scott but was thrown back by an invisible force. He looked up glaring at Jean.
"Why are you protecting him? He attacked me. I deserve my vengeance."
Jean stared down at Damon.
"I'm not saying that Scott doesn't need a good smack over the head every now and then, but I'd like it to be survivable."
Damon grinned evilly.
"It will be, mostly."
By then Logan had gotten back over to the fight.
"OK you guys, enough."
Logan looked over at Damon.
"Hey kid, how did you do that?"
Damon shrugged.
"Your bones are encased in metal."
Logan narrowed his eyes.
"So you can control metal and stuff?"
Damon nodded.
"Sure. I can control anything magnetic."
The X-men looked at each other. Scott stepped forward.
"Do you know Magneto?"
Damon looked confused.
"What's that visor boy? A rock band?"
This time everyone except Logan and Scott laughed. Scott glared at Damon.
"Stop calling me visor boy. And if you don't know Magneto, then how can you control magnetism?"
Damon shrugged.
"Dunno, I just can. Now back to business."
Damon threw himself into the air and grabbed Scott. Rising up above the forest, Damon pulled Scott's visor off and threw it down below. Scott clenched his eyes shut.
"You're gonna be sorry for doing that."
Damon laughed.
"Why, can't stand to let your fashion sense be disrupted?"
Scott grinned.
"No, this is why."
Scott opened his eyes. Nothing happened. Damon faked a gasp of surprise.
"Wow you have eyes. That is a shocker."
Scott closed his eyes and opened them again.
"What happened to my powers? What did you do?"
Damon just laughed. Then Damon's head began to pound and ache.
Uh oh, I've over extended myself. I haven't had any rest since the testing, running away, and now this. If I don't land soon…I'm…gonna…
Scott felt himself waver in his attackers grip and then they both plummeted to earth. Jean managed to slow their fall and prevent any injury. Scott got up and edged away from the youth, then closed his eyes as his powers returned. Jean picked up Scott's visor and handed it to him. Logan and the others gathered around the unconscious body. Logan leaned down and put two fingers on his neck.
"Looks like he's unconscious; let's get him back to the mansion."
Logan picked up the body and they all headed back to the blackbird.
"Oh and Scott, the next time I tell you to back down, try listening."
