Ok for those of you who don't know I own nothing here its all Marvel's, DC's, or whomever. I kinda own Michael (AKA main villain) but personal you can bastardize him all you want. This has no real set time just when ever is convenient for the time.

Michael ran off. After bumping into that guy on the street he had lost his mind. He heard billions of voices as if to speak at once. It drove him mad, suddenly one voice or at least feeling was felt it was dread, it was felt by a lot of people, well relatively, and they all seemed to be towards him. He ran into the near by alley and crouched down into a ball until a jet came. Two voices could be heard.

Voice 1 was rough one belonging to a man while the others of a young woman.

Voice1: Here he is like Charlie said he would, remember Jeanie don't touch him.

Voice2: I remember.

Michael was lifted into the jet by seemingly nothing. He was sedated and woke up 2 days later.

Michael woke up in restraints and under watch.

Michael: What where am I? And why am I in these?

The woman who was watching him who was a young girl with a southern accent.

Woman: Hey sugar, who are you?

Michael: Same could be asked of you.

Woman: Right well I have find out who you are?

Michael: Wondering how I got here.

Just then the man from a few days ago and a group of people entered the room . Man: I see he's awaken.

Rogue: Yes Professor.

Prof.: Then let him go he should be free to move.

The woman then presses a button and the restrains let loose. Michael stands a-bit wary, and looks for a place to run.

Prof.: I am Professor Charles Francis Xavier, I run this school.

Michael: What kind of school picks up people off the streets?

Prof. X: One that is into teaching mutants how to use their gifts.

Michael: Mutants what the heel is that? And what damn gift are you talking about?

Prof. X: One second please could you leave us.

The group including Rouge leaves.

Prof. X: Let me explain, you are what is called a mutant you have special abilities.

Michael: you mean these voices.

Prof. X: Yes but no, see those are really just a fringe benefit for you abilities, see you can copy someone's DNA and pick desirable traits and put them into you DNA.

Michael: But that doesn't explain the voices.

Prof. X: Yes it does, for my psychic abilities are locked within my DNA and your powers took them and made them your own while allowing me to keep mine. It was seamless and seems to take only contact for a mere second.

Michael: But that doesn't make any sense. . Prof. X: It is hard to explain so I will try to show you.

With that Prof. X downloads the every idea on mutants.

Prof. X: I hope that explains it hmmm what is your name?

Michael: Its Michael, but I have no idea why.

Prof. X: What do you mean?

Michael: I mean I woke up outside the city with only these clothes and my name.

Prof. X: Most peculiar, I will try and investigate?

Michael: One last question how did you find me?

Prof. X: Cerebra, a large computer that monitors mutant activity, I came home to see it alerting of you.

Michael: So you're saying that all mutants on earth on this databank.

Prof. X: Yes, but for now I want you to meet the rest of the students here, we will travel the grounds.

Michael follows Prof. X to a large lawn in the back where an estimated 50 people stand. Prof. X stands in front of them and addresses them.

Prof, X: greetings all. As you are all aware we picked up someone the other day. I want it to be your top goal to show him these grounds, and the teachings of this school while I give him a tour. The group goes about their daily activities as Prof. X and Michael go insides to a library.

Michael: Nice group,

Prof. X: Yes they are. Look I have to ask. Do you wish to join us?