Hi Peoples! New chapter! Not only that, but a new character with a past that's a mystery – even to himself! No, seriously, thanks to anyone who's reading this, and an extra special thanks to Mourning Star Under The Moon and demonlrd66 for reviewing! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men evolution or any characters associated with it. Or Cessily Kincaid, though she is very cool. I do own Jett Onyx, Lila and Ethan Dalton, and Tyler.

Cess had only known she was a mutant for a bit over two weeks, and she was already getting a strong impression a large percentage of the population wanted her dead.

Why? Perhaps you should ask the woman who was pointing a gun at her face.

"Die, mutie!" the woman yelled as she let off a round. Cessily extended her arm and it stretched, finally leaving her completely and smashing the bullets from the air. Then it sucked back into her body.

The mutant hater looked aghast and tried to shoot again, only to discover she was out of bullets. She had no time to reload as Jett swooped down and ripped the gun from her hands. The black-winged mutant flew upwards then threw the weapon to the ground, smashing it to tiny pieces. She then swooped back to where Cess and the other mutant were surrounded.

As she approached, the rather scrawny looking boy became a huge black panther and ripped a club from one of the mob's hands with his teeth. He had been captured by the two Friends of Humanity who had initially spotted them, and broke out when his captors were distracted by the mutant pair. Though they'd scared off the two mutant hunters together, there had been no time for introductions as the ordinary citizens walking the streets had soon become an angry mob, surrounding the three teens. Armed men and women had soon followed, and it was only a matter of time until the police would arrive.

The mutant trio were trapped. They were holding their own well enough, but as more and more of the mob gained weapons, the line advanced to circle the small group.

Jett was flying, but she was tired and could barely lift her own weight, let alone Cess and definitely not another person as well. Soon she'd have to land, making her fair game for the mutant hating crowd.

Then a strong updraught caught her wings and she floated effortlessly upwards. This was nice, she thought idly, but it wasn't helping.

Then she saw its source.

A black jet had landed in the middle of the street. The crowd turned to stare and Jett landed to rest on the building above Cess and the panther boy. Two adult figures emerged from the jet and the stockier of the two glared at the crowd.

"Back off, people," he grunted. "This is none of your business."

"Yeah it is!" cried a rather shrill sounding woman. "Those stinking muties are polluting our city!"

This was followed by a ragged chorus of "Yeah"s and "Get those freaks of our streets"s, but the skies darkened and it began to rain. The taller adult, a woman with white hair but youthful skin, stepped forward.

"How about you all leave us and get home, and I promise you will not find these children here again," she proposed calmly, but with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

There were a few cries of protest at the use of the word 'children' as opposed to 'monsters', but slowly the group dispersed and with muttered threats all the people left. It was cold and wet, and something in that woman's eyes told them it would get a whole lot colder if they decided to stick around. The short, growling man by her side didn't strike them as overly harmless either.

"Thanks," said Cess shakily. The boy nodded wordlessly, and Jett eyed them suspiciously.

"Why did you help us?" she asked bluntly. The woman looked up at them.

"We are from the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters; gifted," she explained, eying the three odd-looking teens, "such as yourselves. There young mutants learn to control their powers and deal in a sensible manner with anti-mutant prejudice."

"And they were wondering," said Lila, sticking her head out of the jet and grinning, "if you'd like to enrol."

(X)

"And when our cousin Violet was born purple, our parents started looking for places to send us that wouldn't try to dissect us when we slept. And they found the Xavier Institute," Ethan finished.

"We have to go to Bayville High," Lila explained. "Which is pretty crap. But everything else is really cool."

Cess smiled through chattering teeth. The twins had been giving her an in depth explanation of their going to Xavier's, starting with explanations of their powers, then moving on to their (mutant) teachers and the other residents of the school. They'd finished up with a bit of the untold side of their family history.

They were halfway to New York and Cess was feeling decidedly better. Jett was curled up in the corner, a blanket wrapped around her, still shivering slightly. Cess nudged her with her toe.

"Hey Jett?"

"Yeah?"

"I told you it was aliens."

Jett grinned and reached out to give Cess a friendly prod. "We're not aliens, we're mutants. Get it right!"

Storm and Logan, as they now knew them, had been surprised at the cat-boy's presence, but did not seem to object and extended the invitation to him as well. However, when they asked him about himself, he looked up with his bright, feline eyes and whispered, "My name is Tyler. That's all I know."

(X)

"Hey Bobby, Amara, Sam!"

"Hey Jubes," grinned Bobby, coming down the small staircase to see Jubilee staring out the window. "What's the big deal?"

"They're back," the girl said, pointing. The X-jet hovered over the basketball court, which was opening to let it in. "With the new students."

"More new students?" asked Sam as he and Amara came down the stairs. Amara rolled her eyes.

"There are more people learning about their mutations every year, Sam. The Institute has to take at least some of them in."

"Let's go see what they look like," suggested Bobby, already heading for the elevator that led to the lower levels. The three other New Mutants followed him.

They quickly came to the flight hangar and saw Storm, Logan, Lila and Ethan emerge, followed by three other figures.

"Three of them?" asked Amara in surprise. "I heard there were only two?"

"Where'd you hear that?" asked Sam, but Jubilee shushed them as the arrivals approached.

The most obvious mutant was talking animatedly to Lila, a bright silver girl with long red hair. She and the two other newbies were totally drenched. The other girl was rather pale with black hair and dark, threatening eyes. She was wrapped in a X-men issue blanket, and walking in silence, though looking occasionally over with a curious expression to where Storm and the new boy were talking in hushed voices.

He was kind of scrawny, Bobby decided, and looked scared. He was probably a bit younger than the girls, who seemed about fifteen. He had messy chocolate brown hair, which was soaked with rain. He looked up at the four mutants, and they saw his eyes were startling amber.

"Ah, Amara," Storm said. "Could you and Lila show Cessily and Jett to a room in the girls' wing. Do you mind sharing?" she asked the two girls. They shook their heads. "Good. They only have a bit of luggage, which they should probably get out now. Perhaps one of you could give them a tour after dinner?"

"Yeah, sure," said Lila, and Amara agreed as well.

"I'll come too," volunteered Jubilee. Jett discarded the blanket, as the mansion was heated. Cess and Jett got their backpacks, and the two New Mutant girls were amazed by their lack of belongings.

"Did something happen to you two or something?" Jubilee asked. Jett shot her a look that said you have no idea, while Cess just muttered, "It's a long story…"

The trip to the upper levels went in relative silence, but even Jett's eyes widened slightly when they reached the luxurious main floor.

"Whoa," breathed Cessily, then realised it was practically the first thing she'd said to the two older girls. Not wanting to get off the a bad start, she asked, "So you guys live here?"

Amara and Jubilee grinned at her wonderment. "Yep," Jubilee replied. "I'm Jubilation Lee, by the way, but everyone calls me Jubilee. This," she said, indicating her friend, "is Amara, also known as Magma, and I think you already know Lila."

"Only vaguely," Lila admitted, as it was at least partially addressed to the winged girl. Jett raised an eyebrow at the less than typical introductions.

"Well, this is Cess, otherwise known as Cess; and my real name is Karen Juliet, but everyone with out a death wish calls me Jett."

"So, what can you do?" Jubilee asked, curiosity getting the better of her. The question was directed to Jett.

"Me?" She blinked. "Oh just this," she said casually, dropping her backpack and taking a running jump into the air. Her huge black wings unfurled and she swooped up to the top of the staircase in seconds.

"You guys coming?"

…

"Please, come in, Tyler, Ororo," the Professor's calm voice came through the speakers. The boy shivered slightly. He looked, thought Storm, trying not to laugh at the young mutant, a bit like a kitten that demanded to go out when it was raining and was now deeply regretting his insistence.

The door to Professor Xavier's office opened silently and the weather witch led the scrawny teenager inside. The Professor greeted him warmly.

"Hello, Tyler. Welcome to the Xavier Institute; I'm Charles Xavier, the headmaster," he extended a hand, which Tyler shook, watching the wheelchair-bound man with cautious amber eyes. "Please, take a seat. Now, I hear you are having some problems remembering certain details about yourself. We understand that this is not your fault, and would like to help. My mutant ability is telepathy, so with your permission I would like to enter your mind and try and help you recover your memories. Are you comfortable with that arrangement?"

Tyler nodded silently. He felt a stab of unfounded fear at having someone in his head, though he knew there was nothing there to hide. After a moment of hesitation, he voiced his concern in a soft whisper.

"You won't…touch anything, will you? Alter it, I mean?" He gripped the chair; whole body tensing as he worried if he'd said something offensive.

Xavier looked quite shocked, but not angry. "Of course not," he reassured the frightened shape-shifter. "I am merely going to observe and hopefully find the information you cannot retrieve. However, if there is anything else you consider personal or private, and would rather I didn't see, just imagine a door in your mind over the memory and close it."

"Is that alright, Tyler?" Storm asked, rather concerned by the tension so obvious in the boy's stance. But as the Professor promised not to invade, he relaxed and nodded to the graceful woman.

"It's fine…" he searched for a term of address. She smiled at the shy boy. He was so different to Bobby, Ray, or even Jamie. He also didn't seem like the type who'd grown up on the streets. Storm wondered if his parents had attacked him and the trauma had blocked his memory. The mother inside her flared in anger at the thought. How could people treat their own children like that?

"My name is Ororo Munroe," she told him. "But here I am known as Storm."

He nodded again. Professor Xavier asked if he was ready.

"As I'll ever be," the cat-boy admitted. The headmaster held his hand up to his temples and entered Tyler's mind.

…

The minds of most are like beehives, with more crevices and hidey-holes than a single person could know. Tyler's mind was uneven. His knowledge was as vast as the next person's, his instincts were strong and vibrant through his feline abilities, but his memories were severely lacking. There was the walk up to Xavier's office, the flight to the mansion, being saved from the mob. There was breaking out of window and fighting off two men who were threatening two other mutants. Tyler had known that they were called mutants. He didn't know how he knew, he just did.

Before that was sitting in a dog crate in the back of a van for hours on end. He had occasionally been insulted or harassed by the F-o-H member in the back with him, and at one point the man had pulled out a pocket knife and tried to stab the young mutant with it through the bars of the portable prison which Tyler had woken up inside.

And then… nothing.

Or rather than nothing, the space where something had been before… but wasn't now.

Charles Xavier extracted himself from the younger mutant's mind and cast a worried glance to Storm. Then he addressed Tyler, who looked a bit shaken.

"Unfortunately, I was unable to find anything more than what I presume is your memory of your life prior to meeting our teachers. However, you are still invited to stay at our school," here he paused for a response, and the feline mutant nodded shyly. "Good. I will ask Ethan to come show you to your room. Right now, you'll have it to yourself, but later you may have to share." Again, the boy nodded and the Professor send out a telepathic request.

Ethan, could you please come to my office and show our new student to one of the spare rooms?

Ethan came and went, taking Tyler with him. When both boys were gone, Xavier turned to Storm.

"It causes me great concern, Ororo," he mused. "Tyler has all the basic knowledge you'd expect from a boy of fourteen, but only a few days worth of memories."

"A few days worth?" she asked, shocked. "Is he some kind of clone?"

The professor shook his head. "I don't think so. Aside from other things, he had a form of mental scaring on his memory banks, which, along with his unconscious fear of having his mind altered, leads me to believe that for whatever reason, a powerful telepath has forcibly removed all of his memories."

"But he was captured by the F-o-H. How could mutant strong enough to remove memories permanently be overpowered by two mutant haters?"

"I thought of that, too. That's what worries me. It seems almost like whoever erased Tyler's memories was simply removing them as a precaution.

"A precaution?"

"Yes," replied the Professor pensively. "It is my belief that they were using the Friends of Humanity to dispose of him."

I hope the New Mutants weren't too ooc. If you didn't read the disclaimer, Lila and Ethan are OCs, as is Tyler (who vaguely resembles Catseye of the Hellions. Except, you know, he's a guy).

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