Yin: Marvel Lesson! There are two Magiks! Amanda Sefton/Jimmaine Szardos (who later becomes Daytripper) and Illyana Rasputin! Yep. Pretty cool.

Alex sat solely at the island bar. No one else was up yet, except for perhaps Wolverine. Taking in the silence, Alex knew that within minutes, maybe even seconds, everyone would be waking. It was Thursday, they had school.
Drumming his fingers on the table, Alex tried to think. Where would the Weapon be? Where had his mother attained it? If he was correct, and he usually was, the sword had been passed down from his grandmother, Margali, as a family artifact. How was anyone to know the great power that was locked inside, that would one day be released by his unsuspecting mother. Regrettably, the energy from the sword had affected her, causing her to turn evil, bent on conquering the world and remaking it in her image. It would cause the death of millions, including his own father, and the destruction of the X-Men.
If there was one thing Alex wanted to stop, it was everything. If he could destroy the sword before his mother got ahold of it, none of that would happen. Of course, it might mean that he would never be born, but that was a risk he was willing to take. Save the world, or save himself. But as his father had said, sacrifice is caring for something else besides your self.
BAMF!
Kurt stood at the sink, yawning. "Oh, guten morgen." (Good morning.)
Alex just nodded silently.
"Vhat are you doing up already?" Kurt asked as he stretched.
"I am used to waking early," Alex stated.
"You excited about school?" Kurt grinned, pouring himself some cereal.
Alex blinked. "School?"
The kitchen door opened, and Rogue and Kitty walked in, followed by Scott and jean.
"That is, like, so weird," Kitty laughed.
"Hm?" Both Kurt and Alex looked up.
Rogue smiled, something she rarely did. "Yah two ahre ahdenticahl."
Kurt grinned. "I never zought I vould have a bruder and a schwester."
"Vhat?" Alex asked Kurt.
"Vell, Rogue is my adopted sister, und you are my bruzzer."
Alex cocked an eyebrow. "I never knew you had a sister."
Kurt chuckled. "Ve only did just meet."
"Oh, right," Alex sighed, bowing his head.
Scott walked up, patting him on the back. "What's wrong man?"
As soon as Scott touched him, Alex flinched. "Just a lot on my mind..."
Kitty sat down beside him, smiling. "We all, like, have stuff on our minds. Sometimes it's good to talk about it though. I mean, we've all been through a lot of junk, and we'd all be more than ready to talk things out. We're like a big family."
Alex smirked, as if amused, shaking his head. "It's a long story..."
Kitty just looked at him, cocking her head like his Annie.
"Besides, you guys have school," He said.
"Yah mean we have school," Rogue corrected.
Alex coughed. "I'm not going."
"You can't skip," Scott replied.
Alex stared at Scott menacingly. "I am not going. I have to find somezing."
"Bub, you're gonna go to to school," Logan was leaning on the doorframe. He gave the air a suspicious sniff, eyeing Alex.
Alex huffed, grinding his teeth. "I can't go to school."
"Whatever you 'have' to find can wait. You're going, and that's final."
Alex was about to protest, but stopped. He knew there was no point in arguing against Wolverine. Besides, if he was going to stay, he had to follow by their rules, even if their rules cut into the precious little time he had.

Alex stared at Kurt. He was so full of life, laughing at his joke, causing the friends around him to burst out as well. It was to Alex to see all this. Where he came from, everything was solemn and serious, dark and nefarious. Here, everyone was happy, including Rogue, although she was goth.
There were more things that surprised him. Kurt's mother, Raven, did not live at the Institute. No, she led the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants, which was really weird. Alex had always known them as the Brotherhood of Rebel Mutants, or the Guerilla Freedom Fighters.
As the boys pulled out of the garage in Scott's convertible, Alex gripped the edge of the seat. He had only traveled in vehicles when he was younger, and those had always been untrustworthy. His mother had ruled them out so she could cut everyone's travel time. They would have to go through her for anything.
"Hey, you okay?" Kurt turned to face him from the passenger seat.
Alex gulped, shaking his head yes, although he knew he was turning pale. Almost every car he had ridden in before had ended up exploding.
It didn't take long for them to pull into the school parking lot, closely followed by the girls in Jean's SUV. As soon as they parked, Alex leapt out of the side of the convertible. Despite having been chased by his mother's minions many times, and having his adrenalin pumped up, he had never liked riding. It always made him sick, and he avoided it at all costs.
Bending over, Alex tried not to vomit. He took long breaths in, clearing his head.
"Hey," Scott peered at him. "Car sick?"
Alex numbly nodded, smiling weakly.
"Bummer," Kurt said.
Out of the corner of his eye, Alex saw a feminine figure move over to them. She was not Jean, or Rogue, or Kitty. As he gazed up, Alex was awestruck.
"Kurt!" She smiled, giving Kurt a peck on the cheek.
"Amanda," Kurt smiled shyly. "Uh, zis is Alex. He might be my brother."
"What?" Amanda looked surprised, but in a good way.
Kurt looked around. "He's an elf."
"Oh!" Amanda grinned. "That's so cool!" She extended her hand to Alex for a shake. "I'm Amanda."
Alex gulped, just staring. "You're Amanda Sefton?"
"Yes," Amanda nodded slowly. Jean and the girls walked up, all exchanging glances at each other.
"Is something wrong?" Scott asked.
Alex laughed feebly. "She's..." He swallowed again. "She's Amanda Sefton."
Amanda leaned in closer to Kurt. "Is he okay?"
Kurt just shrugged. "Yeah, man. Hey, how'd you know her last name?"
Alex gaped widely, but then came to his senses. "I..uh...I heard you talking about. She's...human. I was just...surprised that a...human..."
"Oh...zat. Yeah, vell she's special," Kurt grinned.
"You have no clue," Alex muttered under his breath.
All together the group walked into the school, carrying on normal teen conversations, except for Alex. He was speechless. He could only watch as the events passed around him.
Kitty ran off to Lance, but he already saw that coming. Scott tried to ignore the couple, turning his attention to Jean. Kurt and Amanda were deep in a conversation that left Amanda in a fit of giggles. Yes, that's right, giggles.
Alex just sat there. He had never seen her giggle before. Heck, he'd never seen her laugh before, unless she was chuckling at the demise of some poor soul. He wondered why things ever had to change. Why she had to change. She was so happy here, and so was Kurt, and everyone else for that matter. It almost made him cry.

Alex tried to focus on his school, but that was an impossible task. His mind was everywhere, minus what he needed to think of right now.
He bit his lip as he attempted to concentrate, but his thoughts turned to his mother, and the Weapon. Seeing her like this, he now had something even greater to fight for. If the sword was destroyed, she'd be happy again. She's actually be his mother, and not just the tyrant that ruled the household. He would never have to betray her, and become #1 on her Top Ten Most Wanted list.
She sat right in front of him, trying to silently chew her gum. She scribbled a note down, passing it upwards. It wound up in Kurt's hands, and Alex smirked as Kurt blushed.
They were so innocent right now. They were just your average teenage couple.

With school finally over, Alex was glad that he now had some time to find the Weapon. There was nothing that could stop him in his mission now.
About to teleport to his room, Kurt stopped him. "Come on Alex, it's your first Danger Room session."
"Danger Room?" Alex halted. "Vhat's ze Danger Room?"
Kurt grinned. "You'll see."

Alex stood alone in a large white room. "Zis is it? Zis is ze Danger Room? I've seen flowers more dangerous."
Kurt just chuckled, teleporting to a room above him. Logan and the others were also up there.
"Listen kid, we don't wan to scare you, we just want to see how skilled you are. This is a basic training session. As soon as we see how good you are with this, we can determine your placement," Logan snickered. "Good luck kid," He clicked a button, and the training simulation started.
Alex gazed around. They had to be kidding! This was a child's playground, something he'd been through over countless time.
As he ducked from a stun bullet, he laughed out loud. "If I finish zis, I am free to go?" Alex leapt over a log that just jutted from the wall.
Logan leaned into the microphone. "Sure kid."
Alex nodded, determination set in his face. He scaled the wall, jumping on top of the first stun gun, teleporting the top right off. He used the gun piece to knock several of the other guns useless, rolling as he avoided being injured. It only took a few more seconds to disengage the robot simulation.
"How vas zat?" Alex grinned. It felt good to practice for fun, not for your life.
There was silence at first. Then Charles voice came online. "Where did you learn to do that?"
"My father," Alex said proudly. "Now can I go?"
It was quiet, and Alex could tell that they were discussing things. "Sure kid. You can go," Logan replied.
Happy with their answer, Alex teleported off.

Charles rubbed his temples. "He is definitely hiding something."
"Vhat do you mean?" Kurt asked.
Charles ignored Kurt's question, turning to Logan and Ororo. "Find out what he's after. The Soul Sword. We need to know why this thing is so threatening, why he feels the need to destroy it."
"Vait..." Kurt raised his hand.
Logan glared at him. "Can't you see we're busy elf?"
"Ja. I vas just vondering if you said ze Soul Sword."
All eyes turned to the blue guy. "Yes..." Ororo replied hesitantly.
"I don't know if zis is a pure coincidence or not, but Amanda told me about a sword zat has been passed down from generation to generation. It's just an old relic really, but it has zat same name. Ze Soul Sword. Vhen she turns eighteen she gets to have it."
Logan glanced at Ororo. "Amanda you say?"
Kurt nodded.
Logan pondered this. "So do we talk to Sefton, or the kid?"
Charles tapped his wheelchair handle. "We should probably talk to Alex. He may have a few things that he needs to tell us. But not today. We'll give him some space, some time to rest. He did appear to have gone through some trouble just getting here."
"But Chuck, if there's a danger-"
"We'll wait Logan. I'll talk to him tomorrow and see if I can discern any of this, but for now just lay low."
'Whatever you say," Logan growled.

There was a large crackle, as if the air itself was exploding, and a blaze of light. Once it settled though, there was merely a woman. She looked slightly menacing in her neatly pressed black business suit, her hair cut short so it framed her face. Her blonde hair seemed to be unnatural, like it was dark before, but it was losing it's color. Her pale skin had a somewhat dark tone to it, but it too was losing it's tone. Against the dark suit, she looked sickly, deathly even. But there was an energy to her step, and you knew you should not mess with her.
Smiling coyly, she spoke to herself. "I think it's about time I retrieved my son, and send him to where his father is."

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