Summary: A new mutant arrives at the Academy an decides to help Rogue with her isolation from her powers.
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Xmen: Evolution! How could I? I'm a poor kid who's writing fanfiction for fun. Otherwise I'd be working on the script for the next episode! But I do own Jordan. I made him up, so no one but me can use him. :P By the way, this story won't have the new recruits unless I get information about them. Someone can do that for me, right? Tell me about the new characters, I only know a few.
Note: '...' is thinking and italics is telepathic communications.
Arriving and a Code Name
"Hello everyone, I'd like to introduce you to our new student, Jordan T. Peak," Professor Xavier said. A teenage boy stood behind him. He was of normal height, with black hair combed back and gray eyes with black flecks. He wore a dark gray, baggy T-shirt, a pair of comfortable dark blue pants, and black sneakers. Everyone greeted the newcomer, except for Rogue, who just watched carelessly.
"Jordan has the power of metallic manipulation," Xavier continued. "He can transform small parts of his body into almost any metal for a time."
"Zat must be neat," Kurt commented, switching off his hologram. "Much better than looking like zis."
Jordan looked over at Nightcrawler. "I don't see anything wrong," he replied. "Everyone's different, not your fault."
"Zat's true..." Kurt said, thinking.
As Kurt stared into space thoughtfully, Professor Xavier explained the other student's powers.
"And Rogue's power is absorption of people's memories and abilities. She can't control it, so she wears gloves for protection," Xavier finished.
'Hmmm... a problem I can work on...' Jordan thought to himself.
Can you help her?
Huh? Who's in my head? Jordan asked.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude, I'm Xavier, my ability is telepathy Charles Xavier explained. But can you help Rogue with her power?
Ummm... possibly. I like working on problems. I'll try to think of something to help Jordan explained.
That's all I can ask Xavier concluded. He turned to the other students and told them the day's schedule. Jordan did not need to do anything, as he needed to settle in his room and get used to the mansion and the other students.
Jordan walked into his new room, shutting the door behind him. It was nice, better than the wrecks he had been in before. He had been forced out of his home when his powers manifested. He had been living in abandoned homes until the Professor had contacted him.
Jordan sat down on the bed and looked around. A black laptop sat on a desk sitting in font of a window facing west. A dresser sat against the wall in front of him, a mirror hanging above it. Not much else was in the room, but it was enough. Jordan unpacked the bag he had been carrying that held the few belongings he had kept. He was done unpacking after a few minutes.
He sat back down on the bed and pulled a pad of paper and a mechanical pencil from his bag. Then he began drawing. The image was unrecognizable at first, then it began to take shape. After nearly an hour, the basic figures of the students appeared on the paper, standing the way he had seen them. Satisifed, he closed the pad on the partially completed picture and set it aside.
'All the others seem nice' Jordan thought to himself. 'And they're all mutants, so no problems there. Maybe I've finally found a place I can stay at. And the girls aren't that bad looking either.'
Jordan smiled. He had never really gotten along with anybody, especially girls, but it was fun to wish. 'Especialy that gothic girl. She was quiet, and that power of hers probably isolates her a lot. I can imagine how she feels. Hopefully, I can find a way for her to be with someone. She pulls memories, so her power must be some sort of mental ability.'
Jordan reached over to his paper pad and turned to the last page. He wrote down a few notes and ideas before putting it aside. He glanced over at the clock and realized it was already noon.
"Well," he wondered aloud. "I wonder what these people have to eat around here."
"Actually, we have just about anything ya need."
Jordan stood up an looked over to the door. Rogue leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest and a neutral look on her face.
"Come one, the Professor told me to come get ya, he wants to talk to ya before ya eat," Rogue told Jordan, motioning for him to follow.
"Sure," Jordan replied, walking after Rogue downstairs. "Ummm..."
"What?"
"What do you guys do in this place?" Jordan asked.
"Well, we train in case we need to defend ourselves, we go to school, and some other things," Rogue answered. "It's pretty much a boarding school for mutants."
"Oh, that's cool."
"Ah guess," Rogue replied, turning around and motioning to a partially open door. "He's in there."
"Thanks, Rogue."
"No problem," Rogue said, her face softening up a bit into a small smile. "Well, see you at lunch."
"Sure."
Rogue turned around and walked away and Jordan walked into Professor Xavier's office. The Professor sat behind his desk, his hands folded in his lap and a comforting smile on his face.
"Well, did you get settled yet?" he asked Jordan.
"Yeah," Jordan replied, sitting down in a chair across the desk.
"Good. As to why I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to ensure that while you work on a possible solution to Rogue's isolation, you won't tell her about it or experiment without my consent. Understood?"
Jordan thought for a moment before replying with an affirmative.
"Alright," the Professor continued. "One more detail. Most of the students have a codename for use in any battles, have you thought of one for yourself?"
"I have, but I'm not sure which I'll choose," Jordan answered. "I'm tied between Renegade and Alloy, or something similar."
"Well, you have time to think it over. No need to rush," Xavier said. "One more thing, though. I've enrolled you in the high school where the other students go. School starts again tomorrow. We already have the supplies you need, just get them later."
"Thanks, Professor."
"No problem, it's what we do for all of our students. You can go on to lunch now, I just wanted to make those details clear."
"Sure," Jordan replied. "See ya."
Jordan walked out of the office and down the corridor in the direction of the kitchen, which he had passed on his and Rogue's way to the Professor's office.
When he arrived, he instinctively ducked, just in time to dodge a well-thrown bowl of macaroni. The kitchen was a mess. Kurt was throwing any food he could his hands on at a couple of the students Jordan didn't recognize. He stepped back around the corner as Rogue ran around it out of the kitchen. She had miraculously evaded all the flying food, so she was clean.
"Well, there goes mah lunch," she stated.
"Yeah, I'd have to agree," Jordan replied. "And I didn't even get a chance to walk in. I almost got creamed by someone's macaroni."
"Probably mahne," Rogue said. "Kurt threw it at Evan and it went flahying out this door."
"Well, what should we do?" Jordan asked. "Should we tell the Professor or just let him find out?"
"Seeing as he probably knows already, Ah'm not going to tell him."
"Sounds good. I didn't really want lunch anyway," Jordan stated, walking back up the stairs toward his room.
"Where ya going?" Rogue asked.
"I don't want to be blamed for being near this," Jordan answered. "But I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I haven't seen much of the mansion yet, though."
"I guess Ah can show ya around a bit," Rogue said, walking past Jordan up the stairs.
About a half-hour later they stood in front of the Danger Room.
"Let me guess, this is where they put mutants when they have a bad temper," Jordan inquired, trying to crack a joke.
"Wrong," Rogue replied, smiling slightly in spite of herself. Jordan had been really trying hard to be nice to her and become friends, something Rogue wasn't used to. "It's our training area. We go through simulation exercises to prepare for what may happen."
"Are the simulations tough?"
"Some of them are, actually, most of them," Rogue answered, walking down the hall, back to the living area of the institute. "We almost never score perfectly. And that gets Scott angry. Then he goes off about how we need the training and should go through more simluations."
"You mean the guy with the red sunglasses?"
"Yeah, he acts military most of the time."
"Oh, joy," Jordan groaned, dreading future possible lectures. "This is going to be just terrific!"
Rogue caught the sarcasm dripping off the statement and laughed. After a few moments they were in the foyer. Kurt, Evan, and Bobby were outside playing basketball, with a few others looking on. After only a few moments, there were loud yells coming from the court. Rogue and Jordan ran outside, only to find that Evan had popped the basketball with one of his spikes after Kurt had given himself a lay-up by teleporting. The two were arguing about "no use of powers." Jordan interrupted them and asked if he could play a game once they found a new ball.
Several hours later, the students ate dinner and then headed up to their rooms. When Jordan got to his room, he changed and went right to bed, too tired to want to stay awake, even in an interesting a place as this.
'Well, today was fun' he though. 'Didn't have any problems with anybody and didn't kill anyone either.'
He laughed silently at his joke before falling asleep.
So how is it? Good? Bad? Ugly? Anyway, R&R! And give me your opinion, should Jordan's code name be Renegade, Alloy, or something else? Choose something else and you have to suggest one. Thanks! By the way, the day in the story was a Monday everyone had off. The next chapter will be Tuesday. And most likely Jordan will meet the Brotherhood. Maybe even have a little confrontation! Anyway, like I said, R&R! I need to know whether to continue or not!