OLYMPIC BROTHERS
An X-MEN Evolution Fan Fiction
Disclaimer: I do not own x-men evolution or any characters created therein.
Chapter 2
Damon's head felt like it was being squeezed into a tiny ball.
I must be back at the lab and the doctors are running more tests.
Damon slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on a hospital bed inside a strange building. He was hooked up to several machines and there was a pitcher of water next to his bed.
This doesn't seem like the lab.
Just then, an old man rolled in on a wheelchair next to Damon's bed. Damon tensed.
"Please try and relax. My name is Professor Charles Xavier. I sent the X-men out to retrieve you and bring you here to the institute."
Damon raised an eyebrow.
"Retrieve me? You mean capture."
Damon thrust out his mind at the old man and encountered defenses so formidable he slumped back into his pillow out of sheer shock. Professor Xavier smiled.
"It's considered rude to try and probe my mind or someone else's without their consent."
Who is this guy?
"Why did you bring me here?"
"I brought you here so you could learn to how to better control your powers, and so we could learn a little more about you."
Damon smirked. This old guy was no different from the doctors he ran away from. They just wanted to use him as a lab rat and a weapon.
"Let's say I believe you. Would I be able to leave this room once I feel better."
Charles Xavier nodded.
"Yes, in fact, you could stay here at the mansion and go to school with the other x-men."
Damon thought about it. The chance to hide here for a while was tempting, and he didn't want to have to fight his way past all of those 'x-men' again if he didn't have to.
"Ok then I'm feeling better. Let's see this mansion you were talking about."
Damon began to try to pull out the wires connected to him, but was unsuccessful. Damon looked up at the Professor.
"A little help?"
Charles nodded.
"Rogue, could you come in for a minute please."
Rogue came in with her usual scowl on her face.
"What?"
Charles pointed at Damon's wires.
"If you would, please unplug our friend so he can see the rest of the mansion."
Rogue sighed and began to work at the on getting the gauze off Damon's arm. Charles looked back over at Damon.
"By the way, what was your name? I don't think I caught it earlier."
Damon grinned.
"Well, back home, my codename was Hades."
Both Rogue and Charles looked up at this. Rogue snorted derisively.
"What kind of goofy name is that?"
Damon looked back at her.
"What kind of goofy name is Rogue?"
Rogue just glared. Damon laughed.
"Well, my real name is Damon Dark."
Charles smiled.
"It's nice to meet you Damon."
Damon looked over at Rogue.
"By the way, it would probably take a lot less time if you undid that without those gloves on."
Rogue just kept glaring.
"If you don't want to have to stay in this hospital bed, then the gloves stay on."
Damon looked questioningly at the Professor. Charles sighed.
"Rogue has the rather unfortunate ability to absorb a person's life energy just by touching them. She can also absorb other mutant's powers as well."
Damon looked surprised and looked back at Rogue for conformation. Rogue nodded.
"It's true. I've never been able to touch another person without slowly killing them."
Damon laughed.
"Well then you don't have to worry. You won't be able to hurt me Rogue. Go on and try."
Rogue looked questioningly at the Professor. Charles shrugged.
"It's up to Damon. He seems pretty confident. If he says so, go ahead and try, but be ready to pull away if things go badly."
Rogue pulled one of her gloves off and carefully placed a couple of fingers on Damon's hand. Nothing happened. She placed her whole hand on Damon's arm. Again nothing. Charles leaned forward.
"Fascinating, I've never seen anything like this. The ability to negate another mutant's power by touch."
Rogue pulled her hand away and put her glove back on. Damon looked back at her.
"What's wrong? You didn't hurt me at all."
Rogue shook her head.
"It's just weird. I've never been able to touch someone else before, it seems wrong somehow."
Damon rolled his eyes.
"Well don't go touching anyone else, but I want these bandages off. So can we get on with that now that we're done gawking at how awesome I am?"
Now it was Rogue's turn to roll her eyes.
"Fine. Just hold still while I pull these needles out."
Charles turned his chair around and began to roll out of the room.
"I've got something to check on. See you in a bit Damon."
Charles rolled out of the room and turned a corner to a one-way viewing room looking into Damon's room. Standing by the window was Logan carefully watching Damon and Rogue. Charles rolled up next to Logan and looked into the room with him.
"So what do you think about our new guest Logan."
Logan grunted.
"He's dangerous. I'm not sure I like him being here."
Charles smiled as he looked up at Logan.
"I remember Ororo saying the same thing when you first came here. Give him time and he will do fine with the other students."
Logan shook his head.
"You don't get it, Charles. This kid has had some serious training. I can tell just by watching him last night. He was completely exhausted by the time we found him, but he still managed to sneak by everyone and put up a very decent fight. Plus, I was right behind him claws out and he just turned around calm as you please and started chatting with me. He wasn't even concerned. It was as if he knew he could take me on if he had to. Not many people look so calm staring at adamantium claws, telepath or not."
Charles frowned as he watched Rogue unroll the rest of the bandages from Damon's arm.
"Yes, and when he sent that telepathic probe at me it felt like getting punched in the gut. My defenses held fine but still, he does have significant power. The variety of powers concerns me as well. Magnetism, telepathy, flight, nullifying other mutant's powers. Such variety doesn't seem natural."
Logan nodded.
"He has lab written all over him. He seemed fine until Scott attacked him. Then he became something completely different. Focused and single minded. I'm just glad he passed out when he did."
Charles rolled back towards Damon's room.
"Well I trust you that as long as we don't have any more attacks, he won't pose a threat. Plus, he needs to be treated civilly if we want him to accept us and stay."
Rogue was secretly ecstatic. She could finally touch someone, not absorb their memories, and leave them a jabbering wreck on the ground.
"So…where are you from Damon?"
Damon looked up from watching Rogue undo all the needles and gauze.
"Oh well it's south of here. Kind of a science type town. Very boring."
Rogue nodded.
"And is that why you ran away?"
Damon nodded.
"That and my…uh parents, well they didn't like me too much."
That sounded standard to Rogue. Most mutants ran away from home because of family stress. Normal humans couldn't accept mutants, especially as their children.
"So what do you think of the professor?"
Damon shrugged.
"He seems alright. So tell me, how many of us are there here. You know…mutants."
Rogue thought for a moment.
"Quite a few. You already met some of them."
Damon frowned.
"Oh yes, the x-men. I didn't like visor boy."
Rogue laughed.
"His name is Scott. And try not to call him visor boy."
Damon looked over at Rogue.
"Why, is he your boyfriend or something?"
Rogue blushed.
"No…but he doesn't like to be called that?"
Damon laughed.
"You like him don't you?"
Rogue glared.
"Were you reading my mind?"
Damon shook his head still laughing.
"Just your reaction."
Rogue relaxed.
"Oh, sorry. Anyways all the bandages and needles are off now. There are some clothes in the closet behind you."
Damon got out of the bed, stripped off the hospital robe without regard for Rogue, and began pulling on clothes from the closet. He was not used to personal privacy anyway. After pulling on the jeans, shirt, and shoes Damon turned around to see a flustered and red Rogue quickly turn away. Damon laughed.
"You know you look cute when you're all flustered like that."
Rogue quickly hurried from the room as Charles rolled in. Charles watched her go and then shook his head.
"You know you didn't have to put on such a show. Rogue isn't used to guys coming onto her like that."
Damon turned to the Professor.
"What are you talking about? She's the one who was looking."
Charles cleared his throat.
"Yes well, how about Logan and I give you a tour of the mansion and acquaint you with the students that live here."
Charles turned his chair around and rolled out of the room with Damon right behind him.
