Note: I decided to add a character that doesn't really exist outside of X-men Evolution but I felt that he may fit with the story. Hope you don't mind. Oh and there is some swearing in this chapter!

Reawakenings

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She stood in front of a long, oval mirror, staring intently at her reflection. She was a tall woman with shoulder-length black hair and equally dark eyes. The room she was in was completely devoid of anything personal except for a bag at the end of the bed which contained all her belongings, and the blinking light of the answer phone.

There was a click, followed by the programmed voice which states that there 'isn't anyone here at the moment, could you please leave a message after the beep.

BEEP

'Raven, baby, please pick up. I've been trying to call ya all week. Where've ya been, honey? I miss ya-'

There was a vicious snarl and a crash as the dark-haired woman kicked the phone off the stand. Her name was Raven Darkholme but up until recently she used to be a mutant named Mystique. As Mystique, she could morph into any person at will-her natural state was blue skinned and red-haired. Back then, she felt that she had a purpose in life. As Mystique, she had joined the Brotherhood of Mutants fronted by a powerful mutant called Magneto.

Another vicious snarl and a crack as Raven punched the mirror making the glass splinter.

"Magneto – that bastard!"

Before she'd have done anything for him and she had, risking herself- life and limb- for his cause.

And how did he repay her?

He'd disowned her! The son of a bitch!!

By protecting him from the shot, she had lost what was most precious to her- her mutant identity.

Raven looked at her fractured reflection in the broken mirror. Now, all she wanted to do was KILL Magneto!

"Logan, you're back!"

The tall metal –clawed mutant turned at the sound of his name, only to find something fly at him...

... and right through him.

"Kitty, it's nice to see you too!" Logan laughed, turning to find the young mutant staggering to her feet, blushing violently in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I totally didn't mean that."

"It's okay!"

"Hey, KitKat. Can you do that again? I think I missed something." This came from Evan aka Spyke, an African-American with blond hair who was also related to Storm. He was currently skate-boarding down the hall, holding a camcorder that was directed at Shadowcat.

"Too bad Mr Rasputin wasn't around to catch you as you fell." Evan sniggered.

"OH MY GOD! EVAN, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Kitty screamed, launching herself at a rapidly retreating Evan.

This made Logan laugh some more.

'Kids these days. Always up to something!' He thought

This thought reminded Logan that he had a class to that morning. He'd promised Ororo in the earlier meeting that he would start teaching straight away. Logan groaned inwardly. He just wasn't ready to get back into the whole swing of things. This was the Professor's, Scott's and Jean's domain and without them...well

"Class starts in a few minutes." Logan muttered to himself, as he headed to the elevator, pulling out a cigar on the way.