Anything surrounded by #'s is being said in thought speech or by the computer(s).
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men, Marvel does, I only own the Elemental Spirits. Broken Sky belongs to Scholastic and Chris Wooding (they're really good books). I'm not making any money out of this story; it is simply for the fun and to give me something to do when I am stuck inside because of bad weather etc. By the way, I hope I didn't even try doing Gambit's accent because I really suck at accents. I know the names in here are the same as the names in my Gundam Wing story but I didn't feel like changing them.

Chapter 2: An Invitation and a New Enemy

Grey Wolf tensed, back rigid, body heaving with each breath. Jubilee watched him with concern. He crept silently to the barred window only to be thrown back by an incredible explosion. The rest of the x-men appeared on scene, ready for combat. A black figure stood among the drywall dust and twisted bars of metal. He cackled and began to mock them, "the prince of the mutant outlaws and a bunch of human lover's," he continued to laugh insanely. The stench of booze was sickeningly strong. Grey Wolf struggled to his feet, eyes burning like coals of fury. Freshly kindled by the man's appearance. Claws identical to Wolverine's tore through the smooth skin of his knuckles.

"Jan told you to stay away from this place for reason, Damien" Grey Wolf growled, venom dripping from every word, "when he hears about this it won't surprise me if he orders your death."

"Tsk, tsk, that's no way to treat your own cousin, now is it," Damien wheedled.

"I don't consider you family anymore. You betrayed your own people, made us Magneto's slaves. You broke Aerial's heart and then she committed suicide because of it. What more do you want from us?"

"Your abilities and your organization. The control over the students of every chapter of your academy that exists." All through this, Matt stood in ready stance in case Damien tried to attack as the two of them talked. "The 'Elemental Spirits' are the only thing standing between my father and Magneto's war plans. They have ordered me to kill you, the keystone of the entire organization of academies. Without their strongest warrior they will crumble to the ground."

"Even if you kill me the rest of the Mages will continue to stand strong and that will keep everyone going. You can take away the leader but you can not take away dreams of peace and hope. Behind those dreams and wishes are strong people with the abilities to do anything they believe in. Kill me if you wish but it won't make a difference."

Damien hesitated, fingering the gun he had stashed in his pocket. Wolverine decided to make use of the hesitation and leapt forward to grab him. Damien attempted to jump beyond reach but Wolverine still managed to grab the edge of his jacket, knocking him off balance and on to the floor. Matt was powering up, calling on the nearby lake, forming the water into the scaly hide, gleaming eyes, razor sharp teeth and huge wings. He called to it and guided it towards the mansion. Damien, having noticed it as it landed, cowered in front of the building sized dragon created entirely of water. The long neck snaked towards him and plunged down on top of him. Unable to move in the dome of water he stood on the edge of death. Storm, noticing Grey Wolf's concentration, figured out quite easily who was responsible for the dragon. She grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him from the concentration level he needed to hold the dome together. As soon as he was free, Damien ran from the mansion like he was being chased by Satan himself.

"What did you do that for? I had him right where I wanted him, I could have killed him and Derek would have been non-the wiser," Matthias exclaimed.

" We have no reason for unnecessary bloodshed," Cyclops pointed out.

"So the fact that dozens of innocent people, mutants and humans alike, have died because of him makes no difference as to whether or not he is worthy of living!"

"What do you mean dozens of innocent people?"

"The disk will tell you. Just click on the link for the 'Montreal Massacre' it'll tell you all about it."

Beast did so and it brought up an article on a massacre that had taken place in Montreal barely a year before and according to 'Spirit Spies' it had been planned and put into action by Derek and Damien Whitehart with the help of Magneto. Over 200 innocent mutants and around 150 humans had been killed by the attack. "My best friend was killed in that attack. I vowed to avenge him and avenge him I will. Anything and anyone standing in my way will be destroyed. Understand?"

"No," Jubilee retorted much to his disappointment, "if he really is your cousin then he's your family and family doesn't kill family."

"Tell that to my uncle. Wesley wasn't the first life he took from me. He's responsible for the death of my father and my mother, just because they refused to force my sisters and I to work for Magneto."

"Who is your uncle?" Gambit asked.


"They call him Tsunami. He's Magneto's right hand man. He controls water like me but in a different style. Everyone the organization hates his guts and would kill him if they had the chance. Especially Tiger." He paused as if gathering his thoughts but he never did open his mouth to speak, they took this as a sign he was finished. They gave him another room considering the shape of the other, this time with no windows, gave him back his disk and left him to his own devices. Jubilee drifted in after a while and helped him line up the files of some of the American mutants from the 'New York Annihilators' chapter of the 'Spirits'. They spoke very little but then again they had nothing to speak of. Days passed, Matt left for Canada on a windy summer day, riding a pure black horse because none of the people who had come down to Canada with him had a drivers license and plane or train fare was way too much for them to spare. Wolverine still hadn't figured out why the boy was so familiar so he finally gave up for the time being.

It was exactly one month later that Storm fell ill. They couldn't identify the virus or whatever it was so. Beast spent long hours in his lab trying to find a cure. Rogue was heading to Storm's room to relieve Cyclops of his duties, which had been watching Storm's condition, when she saw the black figure dart across the hallway, heading in the exact direction she was going. Acting as if she hadn't noticed and continued on in hopes of catching the sneak. The situation at Storm's room was better than she had hoped for. Cyclops was holding a struggling, black cloaked figure. The figure didn't seem too happy it had been caught as it twisted this way and that in Cyclops's grasp. Finally 'he' just yanked out of the cloak and pulled away towards the opposite wall.

"Grey Wolf! What are you doing here?"

"Storm has Green Bite. Only other 'Elementals' can heal other 'Elementals'. If she isn't healed soon, she'll die and that'll start an epidemic and that's the last thing we need at the moment."

"Are you saying Storm's an elemental?" asked Jubilee, who'd come in behind Rogue.

"Yep, now I need to heal her NOW or she'll DIE!"

He tore from Cyclops's grip and ran to the side of Storm's bed, " you have to trust me or this won't work." Cyclops nodded slowly. Matt looked at each of them before setting to work. He placed his hand on Storm's forehead and closed his eyes, his palm began to glow with a milky white light. For five minutes he stood there, in that position with his palm glowing. The glow faded and he sank to his knees before passing out completely. Storm moaned and opened her eyes, "what happened?" Rogue explained the past few events, starting with her spotting Matt in the hall. Cyclops had already left the room, carrying the unconscious boy.

By the next morning, Matt had already left the building but this time he left a map marking the position of the Canadian Codebreakers home base and an invitation for them to come and spend some time among the members of the 'Elemental Spirits'.

Dear X-men,

As the headmistress of St. Bonaventure Academy (in honour of my own junior high ^_^) for gifted mutants I invite you, on the behalf of the entire student body, to join us for our international get-together on November 15. It would be a great honour for us to have you attend and may help inspire the large group of new students we are to receive the day before the events begin. Please send us your answer ASAP.

Sincerely,
Marie Whitehart

"That gives us about a month because it's October 12th now. You think we can go?" Jubilee asked.

"I see nothing standing in our way. What about you Wolverine?" Wolverine just shook his head, "Then it's decided. We shall respond at once," Xavier said.

"But there's no address to respond to," Gambit pointed out.

A loud squawk called their attention to the windowsill where a hawk had perched. In the blink of an eye it had changed into a 13 year-old boy with spiky brown hair and glinting gold-brown eyes.

"Marie sent me to receive your answer. So are you going to come? And if you are how many will there be?"

" We're coming and there will be nine of us."

"That all?" the boy asked. When Cyclops nodded he snapped his fingers and disappeared in a flash of light.

Finally November 13th came and they left for Calgary on a plane in the middle of the night. They reached the airport just as the sun peeked its glowing face over the horizon. It was Jubilee who first spotted Matt as he walked through the bustling airport, smiling wider than a Cheshire cat as if sharing a secret joke with the boy walking along beside him, the same boy who'd changed from a hawk to a boy in the blink of an eye. They wore matching black T-shirts, Matthias' with a silver silhouette of a howling wolf and the other boy's with a golden silhouette of a hawk swooping down, wings outstretched. When they had reached the X-men Matthias introduced the other boy; "this is Mark Robins one of the other members of the Chapter."

Mark opened his mouth to speak but no sounds came out. He stood, completely dumbfounded until a he heard someone giggling nearby. The source of the laughter was two girls, around the age of 13, with waist length, blond hair. They could have been identical twins had it not been for their eyes. One had light blue eyes like smooth ice while the other had bright green. Mark attempted to run at them but ended up smashing into an invisible wall, this made the girls laugh even harder this time joined by Matt and another girl with thick, brown hair and tiger blue eyes and a boy with blue hair and matching blue eyes. The boy was introduced as Terry and the girl was Megan. The green-eyed blond was Elizabeth, Matthias' twin, and the other was Samantha, Mark's twin. All four of them looked to be the same age. Mark was fuming and Terry must have noticed because he told the girls to let him free and then run away very, very fast. They obliged him and disappeared into the crowd before letting Mark out of the invisible box.

When they reached the small yellow school bus (the mini sized), Elizabeth and Samantha were already there talking with another boy who had bright blue hair. He kept frosting up the windows of the bus while a girl with raven black hair kept trying to defrost them, much to the delight of the elementary aged students inside.

Mark pointed out the different people, " okay, frosty boy over there is Allen, Terry's brother, and the fireball is Kirsten." Kirsten scowled at him but turned back to her defrosting. Eventually she just growled in frustration and hopped onto the bus. Allen grinned and turned to look at them.

" Ice 1, Fire 0." He climbed on the bus too.

" All aboooooooooard" another boy with fly about, black hair yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Daniel! Shut your mouth before I cream you," Kirsten threatened.

Everybody climbed aboard and the kids started a round of 99 bottles of pop on the wall. Rogue watched the city go by as they drove along, Calgary Tower...shopping mall...parking lot...another shopping mall...cars...and more cars...and even more cars.swimming pool...lots of tall buildings and the Calgary Tower on the horizon again...Pyramid...Pyramid? She thought.

" The library."

" Huh?"

" The pyramid is the Library," the little red-head that was sitting beside her said, " I'm Amy and you're Rogue right?" Rogue nodded, " my mommy said I'm a sightkick."

" You mean a psychic?"

" Yep. And my mommy's one two but she also controls fire. She says I'll probably control fire too."

Hank was having his own conversation with Allen and Terry about something or other that is so scientific that I can't even think of the topic (^_^;). Xavier and Jean were chatting with Samantha who had apparently inherited her powers from her parents. Jubilee and Gambit had joined the kids in their 3rd round of 99 bottles (it's a long way from the airport to Bonavista even without traffic). Wolverine was staring out the window and Scott was reading 'The Calgary Herald'. They climbed a hill and passed a sign saying 'Lake Bonavista', they drove until they'd reached a large school by the name of St. Bonaventure. It had 5 levels and several portables attached. Students were milling about the schoolyard. The elementary students rushed into the field to join their friends as soon as they were off the bus. Kirsten, Elizabeth, Matt, Terry, Allen, Mark and Sam hung around the bus helping unload luggage.

Three young women were trying to make peace between 2 groups of boys. The eldest of the three women looked about 25 with long red hair flowing down her back. She was dressed in a knee length yellow skirt and a light yellow blouse. She was the one Matt called over. She was Marie the headmistress. Apparently she'd bought the building and expanded it, eventually creating a network of underground tunnels that snaked around the whole city, connecting this school to the four other schools they owned.

Tseeeeeeeeeeeeeer!

Marie ran over to the portables set beside the main building in order to help a girl control her powers. Eventually the bell called the students to their classes and Marie managed to get them all to her office without any further interruptions. The secretary, Mrs. Pike, had two students preparing to say the Morning Prayer and announcements, Marie explained that this was the Catholic school of the four they owned.

The secretary the opening, " I know you're all excited about our international festival but I urge you to focus on today's studies for the meantime." The first student took her place and read from the bible. The secretary explained the reading's meaning and stepped aside for the second student.

The second student took her place, " Let us pray with the words Jesus taught us,

"Our Father who art in Heaven..." the prayer ended and the secretary took over once again, " Please remain standing for the singing of Oh Canada."

The secretary popped in a tape and flicked on the switch. Marie let them into her office. She fell into the chair behind the desk, " please take a seat. I'm sorry I couldn't come to meet you at the airport but one of the students accidentally lit one of the buildings on fire. Thank you for helping my brother, I hope he didn't cause too much trouble for you."

" He was no trouble at all," Storm assured her.

Knock, knock, knock

" Come in." The secretary entered with small boy in tow. Marie nodded to the secretary as she turned and left before looking to the boy, "might I ask why you are here?"

" Tommy Weathers said that ice elementals are weak...so I turned him into an ice cube," the boy responded meekly.

Marie sighed and looked him in the eyes, "you know that you aren't allowed to use your powers against another student except in offensive and defensive classes. Unfortunately you'll have to stay in the detention for a week but we'll post pone it till after the get-together. I have no intentions of having any of my students miss such a rare event. Now get to class before you miss much more."

" Let's hope we have no more interruptions. I'm really sorry about this but unfortunately there's a bit of rivalry between some of the newer students and where there's rivalry, there's fights."

" Sounds like a very busy atmosphere here," Xavier commented.

Marie nodded but she had no time to say any thing more before an announcement came on the PA system, " all silver level units report to level 5 and prepare for a code red mission." Marie had leapt to her feet when the announcement started and now she ran out the door. They followed her to a well-hidden corridor in the eastern end of the school. A small group of other teens had already gathered and seemed to be waiting for some sort of elevator. Everyone they had met earlier was there. As soon as the elevator doors were open, everyone squeezed inside, even the X-men except for Xavier who stayed to watch some of the classes in action. Down five floors, they traveled, to a large room filled with weapons and uniforms. Staffs, swords, guns, switchblades; every weapon you could name was in that room, with the exception of lasers. Other students were flowing in from other hallways.

A woman stood at the far wall of the room. Her appearance was elderly especially her eyes. They held the wisdom of many generations of learning. It was she who instructed them, " one of Tsunami's patrols is causing trouble in the core. You all know the drill. Go out there and protect our people!"

Each of the teens draped a blood red cloak over their shoulders and pulled a mask over their face except for Matt whose cloak and mask were black. Each mask had a face depicted on it, in black or red in Matthias' case, that was unique as if it done by hand. With the masks on the only way to tell them apart was by height and Matthew's black clothes. Each grabbed a few weapons and raced through another door at the other end of the room.

The room was filled with motorcycles and dirt bikes of every possible kind. The bikes had different things depicted on the front that seemed to help them identify whose was whose. Matt hopped on a black bike with a silver wolf depicted on the front. Mark pointed them over to a small group of unmarked bikes and indicated with his hands they could use them. It seemed that the masks limited the wearer's speech. Each of them chose a bike and the entire room full of bikes roared to life.

The whole 'pack' of bikes darted in and out of the morning rush hour traffic. The odd driver honked their horn in annoyance but the cops didn't seem to notice as they rode by. As they came closer to the core, they could see the occasional tidal wave rise up, and even a few fireballs, into the air. They screeched to a stop in front of City hall. Mutants were trashing the stair shaped building. It wasn't taking them all that long considering most of the building was made of glass. A mutant with aquamarine coloured hair and flashing silver eyes seemed to be leading the mutants.

#Tsunami#

Matt's thought speech flashed through their minds. The name was coated in hatred and a cold wish to destroy the man behind that name. He was already forming another dragon from one of the abandoned tidal waves, the water still swirling but seemingly frozen in an upright position. Mark had a ball of lightning clutched in his right fist and the tip of the staff Sam had brought along was glowing with unchecked energy fueled by her raw hatred for the man named Tsunami. The rest of the group was preparing swords, weighted chains, and other weapons for combat.

Tsunami turned his silver eyes on them and threw one of his tidal waves their way. Mark threw his lightning ball into the wave but it didn't do much more than add another downside to being hit by the wave, getting shocked. Allan ran up and threw a silvery blob of freezing power towards the wave. It froze in mid air, a crystalline statue of ice as clear as glass. The soil of a nearby park exploded upwards as Daniel slammed his own staff into the ground, sending a bolt of power with it that called the soil to create a golem (readers of the book series Broken Sky by Chris Wooding will find this very familiar). The golem grabbed Tsunami from his position floating in the air and attempted to crush him but Tsunami kept slipping from his grasp at the last second. Kirsten set a boomerang on fire and sent it spinning towards the still unharmed mutant. It missed by a mile and came back to her still ablaze. During all of this Matt was gathering almost every scrap of energy in his body and forming it into a ball. It grew to the size of a basketball before he hurled it towards his uncle. Tsunami wasn't expecting it so he got it square in the stomach. Immediately the entire force of silver level Elemental Spirits was on him. Tsunami glared at his young nephew and whispered " this isn't the end Grey Wolf; we shall meet again," before disappearing, the other mutants scattered at the disappearance of their leader.Sirens rang as police arrived on the scene in an attempt to capture the mutants that had worked under Tsunami but they'd disappeared long before. Once again the police took no notice of all of them except for a young cop who winked at Matt as he passed by. They reclaimed their bikes and roared back to the school in thoughtful silence. The traffic on the streets had died down while they had been fighting so it took them half the time to get back.