Disclaimer: I do not own X-men Evolution/

Title: Part Two : The Cajun Card Trick

AU: The second part of an AU arc, main characters- Gambit/Remy, Storm, Rogue, Kurt/Nightcrawler, Wolverine/Logan, Xavier, Scott/ Cyclops (in order of frequency in part 2)



Chapter 7 (somehow my files aren't making sense now) : The Skye and Rogues last flashback (the Bad Landing)



Jean Grey was a telepathic and telekinetic.
Her telepathic ability was significantly inferior to Xavier's (as he was the most powerful telepathic in the world) but it still gave her the ability to read minds, minnorly manipulate a person's perception and thoughts.
Her telekinetic ability allowed her to move objects with her mind, form shields around objects to move them or protect them.
She was Scott Summers best friend, perhaps more. She was 21, the same age as Scott as well as a teacher.
She had no code name.


Orlando Skye* (a healer) was a newer student, quiet but cheerful. He was a little younger than Jean by four years. He was not a part of the main team since he preferred working in the backgrounds.
He had bright blue ghost eyes; long ice blond bangs and he usually tied the rest of his hair back. His clothes were usually army colour-combats, boots... a sharp contrast to his peaceful personality.
Code name: Spirit Heal (or as some nick named him - Sprite).


Hank McCoy was a doctor.
His appearance being big, prime-ape like, blue and furry. He was an incredibly intelligent scientist and a teacher at the institute. He was also a massive fan of old literature- Shakespeare and the likes. To add to the picture, he always wore his glasses and usually carried a notepad or some research papers.
Code name: Beast

All three were currently sprinting down the corridors of the lower and secret levels of the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters having been called for urgently by Professor Xavier to go to the Aircraft Hanger.

A massive explosion rocked the corridor; Jean fell over and tumbled into Orlando. He shyly helped her to her feet and continued running to catch up with the agile Beast.

She smiled wistfully and followed after them.

Running was easy, for in training to control their powers, they'd also raised their stamina. For any mutant to fully utilize their powers- their strength, speed, stamina as well as mentality was important.


The smoke puffed through the door, the entrance to the hanger, in thick blocks and light flickers of flame. It looked truly sinister for the three mutants health but they were ready for situations like this.

Jean generated a telekinetic shield around them and in what could be proclaimed as a miracle in normal circumstances- they walked through the fire.


Already Xavier was in the control room rapidly tapping buttons and finally clicking one of the largest buttons on the board, turning on the landing hanger sprinkler system.
His eyes flickered up to see Rogue watching/leaning anxiously over the panel and out the window that showed a high view of the landing hanger.
He could sense her feelings- she wanted to rip off the window, fly through and save her comrades. Although her thoughts were admirable, even she could get knocked around if the crashed smoldering ship decided to explode.

Kurt sat on his own chair, he was looking sleepy dispite all of the commotion and it was hard not to hear the kids stomach rumble. Xavier decided that it was best to let the child sleep until this little 'problem' cleared up. Kurts next stop would be the medical bay- just to give him an examination, to make sure that he was alright.

Jeans powers were far more suited for damage control. Skye (he preferred to be known by his second name) could instantly help any one who was in a critical situation, Hank was simply fast, strong and he needed to know the specific injuries of his potential patients. Sure Skye could patch them up but his powers weakened with numbers- he could fully heal one person, not three. His job was to merely 'patch up' the three- Hank could take care of the rest.


Weak coughs and a sarcastic and grumpy voice could barely be heard, "That was your idea of a landing?" it was Ororo.

Jean could see Scott, Ororo's outlines supporting a third between them through the smoke and allowed relief to wash through her mind, then it rained- the sprinkler system was online and dissolving the flames making the room look like a sauna with all of the steam.

She relinquished her own shield, as well as Hanks and Skyes. She then focused her attention on the still smouldering ship, encasing it in a containment field to make sure it didn't suddenly emit some electricity and turn them all into Christmas lights.

Hank leapt through the steam, looking similar to a drowned blue ape, skidding smartly at Scott's feet.

"Is everyone all right?" he formally asked, wiping steam from his glasses and ready with his first aid bag.

"Everyone apart from Armageddon here!" Scott referred to the unconscious teenager.

"At least he didn't try to 'land the ship'!" Ororo dryly commented.

"Could have been worse..." Skye approached them timidly and looked mildly shocked at the unconscious teen that was being completely supported by Storm and Cyclops.

Hank atoned Skye's shock to the fact that part of the teens power made him feel particularly compelled, almost like a 'need', to heal people. Indeed Orlando Skye hated pain, blood and fear like six soaked people would hate electricity and on that note...

"We should leave, I can't contain this..." Jean gritted and was slightly levitating as she searched for the words, "situation much longer."

So they made their escape, Scott and Ororo lumbering at a jog with the unconscious Cajun. Hank and Skye following, Jean was the last to float out.

As soon as they were out of the hanger, Hank typed a code into the door panel and shut in the disaster-ridden room behind an ademantium (the strongest known metal) door.


As she watched them leave the room safely, breathing a sigh of relief and instantly heading towards the medical bay (where Hank and the others were sure to be going) Rogue caught sight of the 'newest' student. There was something hauntingly familiar about him.


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"Swamp-rat?" a young Rogue was crouched at the back of her cell, "is it really you?"

There was a pause, a few ragged breaths coming from the shadow that loomed at the other side of her hell, her prison.

"Its me, chere" the figure wasn't looking at her, he was working on picking the lock on the door, his bangs hid most of his face, his hands were shaking badly but he appeared uninjured, "Few moments"

"Hurry!" she whimpered softly, "they might come back!"

The pad lock clicked open, she was free but there was still fear inside her heart even after he said the words in an ice-cold voice, a voice that didn't seem like it belonged to him, "They won't"

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She shook her head, she couldn't read minds but she could feel the Professors curiosity as she'd stopped dead in the middle of the corridor (on their way to the medi-bay),

"Has one of the other voices broke out?" he asked in genuine concern but respecting her privacy.

"No, ah 'm fine. Just one of my own memories" she mustered a fake smile and He nodded in acknowledgement of her answer.


Kurt's soft purr filled the awkwardly silent corridor as he'd fallen asleep in Xaviers arms.
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Rads:

*Orlando Skye- a small background character in this story that's only in the next chapter and then that's it (I know how much people don't really like original characters). For anyone interested (cue self-advertisement) - he has his own little one-shot along side Remy/Gambit set before this fic released last week called "You were saved by a mutie, normal"

Anyways!

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As usual- if there are any grammer, spelling problems driving you's crackers then tell me where they are and i'll fix them. ( There are probably thousands in this one- too much coffee fizzling my brain )