I've said it before and I'll say it again, I don't own most of the people in this fic. Okay, now we are going to take a fun twist with this story. First of all we need a little humor and action. Second…well it's my fic and I can do what I want! He He!

Hawaiian Holiday

A week after the incident, Scott and the other X-Men found themselves in Hawaii. "I'm so glad you could come bro!" Alex said to his brother as they entered the stadium for the soccer finals.

"Yeah it's great seeing you," Scott admitted. "And it'll be great to surprise Jean too! I just wish we didn't come here under …other circumstances."

"Yeah I'm really sorry Scott," Alex said. "I mean what kind of people do that to their own followers? That's just plain sick! I can't believe I ever listened to that guy once!"

"Yeah," Scott sighed. "I know what you mean. Rogue and Kurt took it the hardest. That's why Xavier pulled some strings to get us here. Thought it might help us all get over it. But…" He stopped and leaned against the wall.

"What is it?" Alex asked.

"For the first time I'm realizing how serious things are," Scott said. "Maybe it's just as well you don't want to join us just yet. At least one of us will be safe."

"Hey it's not that I don't wanna join you," Alex put his hand on his shoulder. "It's just that I don't really think I'm ready. That's all."

"Hey Alex, you don't have to explain yourself to me," Scott shook his head. "Whatever you wanna do with your life is cool with me. I understand."

"Hey come on," Alex waved. "Let's go find some primo seats so we can cheer your friend on!" Scott nodded and smiled, then followed his brother into the stands.

"It was fortunate that Charles was able to get the students to the game," Ororo said watching them. "This 'vacation' was badly needed."

"I dunno Ororo," Logan shook his head. "Some of them may not be up to this. It may be too soon. I mean I can't believe Jean's playing. Even she didn't hate the little stinkwad that much…" He then looked at her. "Chuck didn't tell her did he?"

"He thought it best not to just yet," Ororo said softly.

"So she could win a stupid soccer game?" Logan snapped.

"This stupid soccer game is very important to her!" Ororo snapped back.

"More important than someone's life?" Logan shot back.

"That's not the point," Ororo said.

"Then what is?" Logan asked.

"We are all sorry about Toad," She said. "But we have to watch out for our own students and care for them."

"I know," Logan said. "I don't like how some of these kids are taking it though. It's making them a little hard. Too hard for my taste. Shouldn't be that way at their age. And not just them." He looked at her. "You and Chuck are taking it pretty hard as well. Denying it ain't gonna make it go away you know."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I mean," He said. "I've been watching you train lately. You're pushing yourself too hard, Storm."

"Mystique has a lot to answer for," She glared at him.

"Hey I want her as much as you do, maybe even more. But let's face facts, that woman is capable of anything. Just because you beat her in a fight a couple of times doesn't change the fact that she's a killer. She's done playing by the rules. She's out for blood now. And you're starting to act a lot like her."

"I've had enough of this conversation," She started walking away.

"I'm just trying to look out for you," Logan called after her.

"I can take care of myself thank you very much," Ororo walked away.

"Is everything all right Logan?" Xavier rolled up to him.

"You're the telepath what do you think?" Logan glared at him. "We need to talk."

"Logan I know you're upset but this game means a lot to Jean," Xavier said. "It would be wrong to have her lose it because she was… distracted."

"Distracted is an interesting way of putting it," Logan snapped. "I know you didn't like the kid but…"

"I never said that!" Xavier snapped. "I never hated him! I…I…" He closed his eyes and shook his head. "I'm sorry Logan, I didn't mean to snap. You're right. I should have told Jean. I just…I just didn't want anyone else to feel any more pain."

Logan's eyes narrowed. "You're not responsible for his death Chuck." He said.

"How…?" Xavier looked at him.

"You're reeking of guilt," Logan said. "You didn't kill him Chuck. Magneto and Mystique did. Besides, the kid made his choice."

"He didn't have a choice!" Xavier said. "They got to him before we did and…I didn't try very hard to convince him. I believe I let my personal views influence me…if I had done things differently…he might still be alive."

"You ain't the one who beat him and threw him outta a jet Chuck," Logan told him. "And you didn't just stand by and let it happen either."

"In a way…I did," Xavier said quietly. He wheeled away. Logan frowned after him.

Other X-Men were also feeling the after affects of the incident. Rogue sat next to Kurt in the stands. "How are you holding up?" She asked him.

"I dunno," He sighed. "I feel guilty for even being here. I mean…you know?"

"Yeah," She nodded. "I know."

"It just feels so…wrong," Kurt sighed. "I mean, I know he was my enemy. And he wasn't exactly my friend or anything. But…I knew him! And now all of the sudden I'm supposed to forget all about him as if nothing happened?"

"I know," Rogue said quietly. "He was a little creep but…he didn't deserve it."

"The worst part is knowing that Mystique…my mother…" Kurt's fists clenched into balls. "How could she do that to a kid? Any kid? Would she have done it to me if…" He shook his head. "I don't want to talk about this any more."

Rogue nodded. "Okay, hey let's just watch the game. Maybe it will take our minds off of it for a while." She added softly. "Brooding over him won't bring him back or change anything. But maybe…"

"Yes?" Kurt looked at her.

"Maybe if we remember him…it will help us understand why people do what they do in the future," Rogue said with a faraway look in her eyes. "And maybe it will keep us from hating them as much."

Kurt was about to ask when the announcer called out Jean's name as captain of the Bayville High soccer team. The X-Men looked for their teammate. Jean looked at them with surprise as they waved to her. They had gotten great seats near the field so she spotted them easily. She looked so happy.

"Man this is gonna be a great game," Scott said. "Jean looks totally psyched!"

"Yeah she's gonna win this easy!" Kitty said.

"I dunno," Alex shook his head. "You forget my school's the other finalist. And we have a real good team as well."

"Yeah but you don't have a team captain like Jean," Scott told him.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Alex smirked.

"And announcing number 13, Team Captain…." The announcer shouted. "Freshman Althea Delgato!" A girl with black hair and blue streaks ran out in a red uniform.

"I don't believe it!" Taryn snickered. "Their captain is just a freshman! What is this a joke?"

"Hey maybe she's some kind of replacement for the real captain or something?" Another girl said.

"Look let's just play our best and have fun," Jean said. "Besides, the other team is still pretty good."

Back in the stands. "What's the matter little bro?" Scott smirked. "Your captain call in sick or something?"

"Nope that's her," Alex smiled.

"Oh come on," Scott said. "She's a freshman! Jean will cream her!"

"Hey!" Kitty snapped.

"No offense," Scott apologized.

"Well then you won't mind a little wager will you?" Alex smirked. "Say…Loser buys dinner tonight?"

"You're on!" Scott told him. "Hope you don't go broke buying us all dinner tonight."

"Oh I don't think that's going to be a problem," Alex smirked.

Back on the field the two captains met. Even though Jean was clearly taller than the other girl was, her attitude seemed much larger than her actual size. As they shook hands Jean noticed that she wore gloves with cut out fingers, just like Lance's. "Hey," Jean smiled. "Good luck! Don't be nervous now. It's just a game."

"Funny," Althea smirked at her. "I was gonna tell you the same thing."

The referee blew the whistle. Jean went to kick the ball.

Only it wasn't there.

To her shock the opposing team's captain had gotten the ball first and had easily ran past her. Jean's teammates tried to stop her but she swerved around them easily. The girl delivered a powerful kick that landed the ball right into Bayville's goal. The crowd went wild. Okay…Jean thought to herself. What just happened? Must have been a fluke.

That's what she told herself the second time it happened. And the third. By the fourth and fifth time her own self confidence was taking quite a beating. How does she get that ball before I do? How can she be so fast! I'm an X-Man for crying out loud! How does she do that? And when she does get the ball I can't even get near her!

"Man she's good!" Evan gulped.

"For a freshman," Scott said in awe.

"Are you kidding dude?" Evan said. "She's good enough for the US Women's soccer team!" Then he saw her score another goal. "Make that the men's team…"

"Now what were you saying about freshmen?" Kitty made an evil smirk at Scott.

Jean tried to steal the ball but ended up getting elbowed in the side. She went down hard as Althea scored another goal. Apparently the referee never even saw it.

"Whatsa matter Red?" Althea smirked as she stood over her. "I thought you've played this game before?"

"Okay that's it," Jean snapped as she got up. "No more Miss Nice Girl!" She shouted to her team to confer. "All right, it's time we got rough. Game plan number 26!"

"But you said number 26 was too unsportsman like?" One of her teammates protested.

"Forget what I said!" She snapped. "You wanna win this game or not? Break!"

At the next game almost the entire team rushed at Althea in one huge block. Let's see her try to keep the ball this time! Jean smiled to herself. There's nothing she can do to stop me this time!

Althea smirked and kicked the ball towards them. She kicked, very hard.

The ball sailed over their heads. "Oh… my…God!" Taryn yelped. "She did not do what I think she did!"

That was nothing compared to what happened next. They tried to rush her, but she jumped over them. Actually she jumped and did a flip over their heads. She landed on her feet easily while Jean and the others fell flat on their faces as they tried to tackle her. She ran off laughing.

"Okay," Kitty gasped. "That is no way normal! How did she do that?"

"What is she?" Kurt gasped. "Some kind of acrobat?"

"What kind of move was that?" Evan said. "Where'd she learn moves like that?"

"Will you please remove your arm?" Ororo's voice rose over the crowd's cheering. It did not sound very pleasant.

The kids looked over at the next bench. Sitting next to Ororo was a bearded sailor. "Aw come on Dollface, I didn't mean it like that!" He smiled.

"Don't…" Ororo glared at him. "Call me dollface!"

"Whatever you say Honeybunch," He smiled.

"Don't call me that either!" Ororo snapped.

"Well what else am I gonna call you if you won't tell me your name?" The sailor asked.

"Her name's Ororo," Logan walked up to the man.

"Oh is she your…?" The sailor asked.

"Oh no," Logan smiled mischievously. "She's as free as a bird!"

"What?" Ororo glared at Logan.

"Hey it's not like you need my help or anything," Logan smiled. "I mean you can take care of yourself." He waved as he walked away. "Have fun!"

"We will!" Shipwreck waved back. "Nice guy."

"Gonna be a dead guy when I get a hold of him," Ororo muttered under her breath.

"So Ororo," The man smiled. "I'm Hector! Pleased to meet you! So what do you do? What kind of drinks do you like? Know any good motels around here?"

"Hey mister!" Evan had overheard the conversation and now was trying to play the tough guy. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Evan I can handle this myself," Ororo was really starting to get embarrassed now.

"Is this your kid!" The sailor said brightly. "I love kids! I have a few of them myself! In fact…"

"DADDY!"

They turned and saw Althea Delgato storming off the field, charging at the sailor. "How many times have I told you to stop hitting on women when we're out in public?"

"I am not hitting on women," The sailor sniffed. "I am merely engaging in a pleasant conversation with this lady."

"Bull!" Althea snapped. "This is why I never take you to any of my games! You are so embarrassing!"

"Hey at least I have my shirt on! And I didn't moon the referee! What more do you want from me?"

"Lady," Althea told Ororo. "Please feel free to hit my father as hard as you like. He has such a thick head it doesn't register if you go easy on him!"

"You know there's a little commandment," The sailor snapped. "Called Honor thy Father. I don't know which one it is. It's one of the top five I know that!"

"If the writers of the Bible had a father like you that commandment would be very different!" Althea snapped. "Anyway there is another commandment that says: Thou shalt not hit on women at thy daughter's soccer game!"

"You know you really are uptight," The sailor said. "All I am doing is talking with a charming lady. Maybe find my soulmate and you a nice female role model. You could certainly use one."

"Does anyone want to trade seats with me?" Ororo looked around her. "Please?"

"I'm just trying to have some fun!" Althea's father said.

"Funny how every time you want to have fun you end up in jail or nearly slapped with a lawsuit!" Althea snapped. "You are unbelievable!"

It was by far the strangest sight any of the X-Men had ever seen. They kept shouting at each other and trading insults as if they were in the privacy of their own home, not at a stadium filled to capacity with hundreds of people watching them. "Oh god…" Ororo nearly fainted when she saw herself on the huge television screen with them.

"Uh…" Jean said. "Don't you think that this would be better if you two talked this out? In private?"

"Keep your bra on Red!" Althea snapped. "I'll be back to beat you in a minute!"

"Take your time Althea," Her coach called. Apparently she knew about Althea's father all too well. "You do what you have to. We can hold them off until you get back."

"Thanks coach," Althea nodded. "And as for you!" She grabbed her father by the ear. "We are going to have a little time out!"

"OW! OW! OW!" The sailor yelped in pain as she dragged him away. "CUT THAT OUT! THIS IS PARENT ABUSE!"

"Okay that was weird," Scott said watching them argue as they left.

"Like totally bizarre," Kitty agreed. "It looked like something out of the Twilight Zone. Poor Storm. She must be like totally humiliated. If anything like that happened to me I'd just die!"

"Storm's made of stronger stuff than that," Scott told her.

"I wanna die," Ororo moaned quietly to herself, covering her face with her hands. "I just wanna die."

"Well at least one good thing," Jean sighed. "At least with her out of the game we have a chance to score a goal."

As it turned out, Althea's team was very proficient in keeping the ball away from Jean's team. The game only had a few minutes left when Althea came back in the game. That's it! I've had it! Jean thought as she used her telekinesis to get the ball from Althea and get it into the goal.

Her victory was short lived as the horn blared, signaling the game's end. Bayville had lost 8-1. Althea glared at Jean, wondering how she could have made that goal. She shrugged and joined her team in celebration. While the X-Men decided to console their teammate in defeat.

"So much for this making us feel better," Rogue sighed as they made their way to meet her.

"Jean!" Scott called out, waving to her. She saw them and ran up to them, giving Scott a hug. "Hey! Great game! Sorry you didn't win. But you still played a great game."

"Yeah well at least I got one goal in," Jean sighed.

"Even if it was against the rules?" Xavier raised an eyebrow.

"All the good that it did," Jean sighed. "I know but I was just so frustrated!"

"Well…" Xavier said. "No real harm was done. But you have to be more careful in the future."

"I promise," Jean sighed. "I can't believe you guys came all the way out here! But I thought you all had finals and couldn't get away?"

"Well…" Scott rubbed his head. "Yeah but something kinda happened not too long ago."

"What?" Jean asked. "Guys what's wrong with you?"

"Jean there's something I need to talk to you about," Xavier said.

Back at the hotel later that day, Xavier spoke to Jean privately and told her what had happened back in Bayville.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jean asked.

"This meant so much to you. I didn't want you to lose your concentration on the game," Xavier said.

"Yeah well a lot of good that did," Jean grumbled. "I can't believe I got beaten so badly! That girl ran rings around me!"

"Until you used your telekinesis," Xavier pointed out.

"My pride got the better of me," Jean threw up her hands. "I admit it. I just couldn't stand being beaten by a little…"

"Freshman?" Xavier raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Jean sighed. "I think I've been with Duncan far too long. Some of his pig headedness must have rubbed off on me. But she was so arrogant and…Oooh!"

"Hey Jean!" Scott and the others walked in. He hugged her. "Did the Professor tell you…?"

"Yeah just now," She nodded. "It doesn't seem real."

"Yeah I know," Scott sighed.

"Why would he do something like that?" Jean asked.

"It's his way of weeding out the weak," Xavier told her. "He's so obsessed with the idea of the strongest survive any type of weakness in a mutant offends him."

"Well he'd certainly be offended with me if he saw how I played today," Jean grumbled.

"Hey don't blame yourself Jean," Evan said. "That girl had the moves! I've never seen anything like it! She played like a pro."

"Yeah that girl must be pretty popular at your school Alex," Kurt said.

"She doesn't go to our school," Alex told him.

"What?" Jean asked.

"Well technically no," Alex told her. "She's home schooled. Her father's on an army base and they move around a lot. She takes a few classes every now and then when her dad's stationed at the base."

"Wait a minute," Scott said. "You mean the navy base. Her father's a sailor. We saw him at the game."

"No I'm pretty sure it's at this army base, Delta something or other," Alex said.

"Delta Red?" Logan came in.

"Yeah that's it," Alex said. "You know it."

"I know of it," Logan frowned. "A lot of top secret projects go on in that base. They only station the best commandos there. Not exactly a family friendly place if you get my drift."

"So what's she doing living there?" Jean asked.

"Something tells me that there is much more to this Althea Delgato than meets the eye," Xavier's eyes narrowed.

"Chuck we got a problem," Logan said. "The reason I came in here was to tell you that some kind of alarm went off on Cerebro. The kids back home just called."

"Really," Xavier turned on his laptop and checked the files.

"What is it professor?" Scott asked.

"Someone tried to hack into Cerebro," Xavier told him.

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"I CANNOT BELIEVE THE WAY YOU ACTED YOUNG LADY!" Shipwreck shouted as they walked into the office.

"ME?" Althea shouted back. "LOOK WHO'S TALKING! I'M NOT THE ONE HITTING ON WOMEN DURING THE GAME!"

"I take it that it was a typical father/daughter day?" Lady Jaye, the GI Joe intelligence officer smirked.

"And how!" Althea snapped. "You are so grounded Dad! No more cookies!"

"In your dreams!" Shipwreck snapped.

"So other than your father acting his usual charming self, how was the game?" Lady Jaye asked.

"Fine," She shrugged. "We won easy. Most of those other players have no clue when it comes to soccer!"

"Well most of them didn't have ninja training," Shipwreck pointed out. "Or have lessons from former professional soccer players."

"So that's my fault?" Althea asked.

"Hey there kiddo," Lt. Falcon, the Green Beret walked into the room. The handsome black haired, blue eyed soldier gave her a hug. "I heard you had a good game today!"

"Yeah well no big deal," Althea shrugged.

"Please," Shipwreck smiled. "You're a natural! Takes after her old man!"

"You can't even walk across the room without tripping over something!" Althea rolled her eyes. She then noticed her father sneaking a hand towards a plate of cookies. "NO COOKIES!" She smacked his hand.

"Hey!" Shipwreck snapped. He stuck her tongue out at her. He looked at Falcon. "So what's up?"

"We have a problem," Falcon said. "Somebody was trying to access Pentagon records. Very specific records on mutants."

That made Althea take notice. "Do you have any leads?" She asked. She noticed Falcon's hesitation. "Oh come on! You might as well tell me! I mean this does affect me you know! Ever since the Bayville Incident I've been on edge."

"We've tracked down the place where the perpetrator used to hack the files," Falcon said. "It's at this club called the Under 21."

"I've heard of it," Althea said. "It's a special club set up just for teenagers. A place where they can dance and hang out in a drug free environment."

"We ought to check it out," Shipwreck said.

"Yeah right, you couldn't even get in the door," Althea told him. "No adults allowed unless they work there."

"That's gonna be difficult," Falcon frowned.

"Listen, the best chance we have of finding out is if I go and check," Althea said. "I mean I didn't get all that training and that special little commendation from Hawk so I could sit on the sidelines."

Not long ago Althea had convinced Hawk and her father to let them train her for special missions. Mostly underwater work, since she could breathe underwater. She reasoned that it was much safer for her to do things like defuse bombs underwater than regular divers. Plus the fact that she had been trained by ninjas her entire life didn't hurt. Not to mention the fact that she was a very persuasive speaker. So Hawk managed to give her a special government clearance for low-level missions.

"It's too dangerous!" Shipwreck huffed.

"Look, I'll go in and out," Althea told him. "Simple."

"No mission is simple!" Shipwreck spat.

"True," Falcon said. "But she is the best candidate for the job. Let's face it, if we go it will look suspicious!"

"Yeah we can't exactly pass as teenagers anymore," Lady Jaye said.

"Look all I have to do is go in, sneak in the back, find the computer area and use one of those little computer tracer things Mainframe cooked up a while back to see who downloaded what," Althea told them. "If anyone finds me I'll just tell them I like to play video games. Then I'm out of there. Easy! It's a rave. No one is going to notice me that much!"

"She's got a point," Falcon said. "But we should provide some kind of back-up outside, just in case."

"Yesss!" Althea smiled.

"Noooo!" Shipwreck groaned.

Meanwhile at the hotel the X-Men were staying at, Xavier called a meeting. "Kitty has been doing some intelligence gathering via the Internet. Kitty tell us what you discovered."

"Well," Kitty looked over her notes. "First of all the guy who tried to hack into the Institute's files did so from this warehouse downtown. I got the address but not much else." She showed them the address.

"Hey I've heard about this place," Alex said. "It's an underground club for teens. They don't allow booze or drugs, but they also keep most adults out. They have raves every Friday."

"That means there's one tonight," Scott said. "Well it's a start. We'll put together a team and go tonight."

"Did you find anything interesting about Miss Delgato?" Xavier asked.

"A few things," Kitty told them. "Mostly about her father. His name's Hector 'Shipwreck' Delgato. He used to be a mercenary that fought against terrorists years ago after he left the navy. Then he joined some elite terrorist unit and that's about it."

"What about her mom?" Rogue asked.

"Nothing on her, except a divorce file over a year ago," Kitty said. "Her name was blocked out or something."

"You mean her mom's name isn't even on file?" Rogue asked. "That is weird."

"There's something else I discovered," Kitty said. "I tried finding out more info on her…and get this, all her information is classified by the US Army. Top secret! Even her birth certificate!"

"Why would the army cover up the identity of a fifteen year old girl?" Ororo asked, puzzled.

"I'm afraid we're not going to like the answer," Xavier said.

"What?" Scott asked. "You saying she's some kind of experiment or something?"

"It's possible," Xavier said. "But there's no way of finding out for sure. Yet."

"What about Cerebro?" Jean asked. "You could always fly back and check her out."

"I have thought of that," Xavier said. "It may be worth a try. For now the person who tried to break into the Institute's files is our top priority. Scott, Jean, Rogue, Kurt and Evan will go. Kitty I need you to help me with the computer back at the Institute."

"Ohhh," Kitty folded her arms in frustration. "I never go on the cool missions!"

"Don't envy them too much Half-Pint," Logan grinned. "They ain't exactly gonna be there for pleasure. I tell you what, I'll let you have next weekend off from the Danger Room."

"Well in that case let's get going Professor!" Kitty bounced off.

"Told you he likes her best," Evan grumbled.

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That night the team went to the Under 21 club. "Well we're here," Kurt said. "Wow look at this place! I've never seen so many kids on a dance floor." They were all dressed in their dance clothes.

Rogue looked. "Hey! Isn't that Althea over there?"

"What's she doing here?" Scott asked.

"She's probably here to have a good time," Rogue said. "I mean not all of us here are on a mission."

"Apparently not Evan," Jean frowned and pointed. Evan was talking to a few girls.

"Oh for crying out loud!" Scott groaned and went after him.

"So what do we do now?" Kurt asked.

"Maybe one of us should go over and talk to Althea," Rogue said. "We need to check out if she's one of us anyway."

"You do that," Jean folded her arms.

"Maybe this is a job for the fuzzy man," Kurt slicked back his hair.

"Oh yeah I'm sure your girlfriend will love that," Rogue rolled her eyes. "I think I ought to do it. I think the two of us may have more in common by the looks of it."

"You do that Rogue," Jean nodded. "Kurt you go with her. I'm gonna try and stop Scott from killing Evan." She took off.

"Come on Rogue," Kurt said. "We have to make contact with the suspect."

"Kurt you have been watching way too many spy movies," Rogue rolled her eyes.

"Hey we're on a spy mission to find out who hacked into Cerebro," Kurt said, clearly excited. "Plus we have a mysterious beautiful girl to track! This is better than any movie! Yeah baby!"

"Oh lord," Rogue rolled her eyes. "Next you'll be telling me Dr. Evil will be watching our every move!" They went over to the table where the girl was, unaware that someone was actually monitoring them.

"Well, well," A shadowy figure watched them on his monitor from the control room. "It looks like we have a few unexpected guests."