A/N: Hey peoples, Banzai here! I'm new here to FF and I'm ready to show all you folks what I'm capable of. I accidentally stumbled on this site a few weeks ago and was inspired by all the baddass stories I've read ('specially the X-men Evo's) There are some really talented people here or at least people that know how to fake it…. I just hope I can reach the level of their greatness and receive some good feedback for my work. ALLRIGHT ENOUGH BUTT-KISSSING!!!

God knows your egos are probably big enough as it is… On with the show!!!

My story begins shortly after the events of "Mainstream" except in my timeline school is out and summer is just starting. Why? Cuz there's gonna be soooo much going on I gotta give all the characters as much free time as possible. Besides school sucks.

Disclaimer: I forgot to tell ya last time, I don't any of the characters except for Hydro. Guess that's ok though since he was the only character in the first chapter anyways. It was basically an introduction for Hydro and my writing style, don't worry things are gonna get way more interesting real soon. Somebody let me know if you can come up with a better title.

"Water Hazard"

5:16 p.m. The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters

Deep within the bowels of an almost cavernous mansion in an area of the city where he and others can live without the watchful eyes of hate, a man with a great mind and even greater purpose sits. Pondering. Wondering. Something has been placed before him that is a complete mystery. His vast knowledge knows perhaps no bounds… so nothing should be able to escape his mind's eye. Correct? If anyone could claim to know all surely it would be him, with his astonishing God-given abilities, which seemed to have no limits whatsoever. Correct? No. Only a fool, no matter how educated, no matter how blessed with amazing abilities of the mind would believe he knows all. This man is no fool. He had been called this and worse for his beliefs but still.

The man known as Professor Charles Xavier had a problem before him and as always the professor knew the only way to solve it was the same with all problems. Face it dead on.

"Logan could you come to the Cerebro chamber for a moment?" the Professor asked over a nearby intercom. A few moments later the doors flew open to huge futuristic room full of wires, buttons, lights and very advanced, very expensive looking equipment. In the center of this room in front of a huge computer screen, which displayed a map of the once quiet town of Bayville, sat the Professor. It wasn't long ago when this room was barren and completely destroyed but the repairs were now complete and the room was back to it's original grandeur. A small, thick, burly looking man stepped in, although not a very old looking man the look in his eyes portrayed the look of a man who had lived more than his share of lifetimes and had probably forgotten more than most people would ever know.

"What's the problem Charles?" the burly man asked.

"I'm not quite sure." The professor answered. "Cerebro has picked up something but it's unlike any other mutant signature I've ever seen". He pointed to a red flashing dot on the screen. Normally tons of information about the pinpointed subject would also be on the screen, such as name, birthplace, family members, age, which school they were attending and so forth. For some reason that part of the screen was now blank "I'm also unable to find any kind if information on the subject, there seems to be no data of any kind on this mutant… strange."

"You want me to check it out?" asked Logan.

"Yes, please." The Professor answered.

Just as Logan turned and prepared to leave on yet another scouting mission the Professor stopped him. "Logan, wait, you may not have to leave." "Didn't the children leave to go to the mall a short while ago?" "I think so." Logan said. "Why?"

" I believe that they are headed straight for our subject."

Luck was on their side and the Professor wasted no time in seizing to opportunity and immediately called his students.

Meanwhile in a red convertible across town a cell-phone belonging to a young man named Scott Summers was ringing, he answered.

"Hello".

"Scott it's the Professor." Xavier said.

"What's up Professor?"

"Scott I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to reschedule your plans, something rather important has come up."

"What is it?"

The passengers of the car were now silent; sitting across from Summers was a young redhead named Jean Gray. In the back seat were three other young girls named Kitty, Amara, and Rouge.

The girls had planned to start their summer vacation off with some shopping at the mall and Scott agreed to take them. They listened carefully and examined Scott in an attempt to tell what was going on by the expression on his face. "There is a new mutant in the general area near you and I need you to contact this person as soon as possible." "It's somewhere in the park by your current location."

"You got it Professor."

"Oh and Scott be careful, I don't yet have any information on this mutant and it may be hostile."

"We'll be careful."

"Alright then."

"See you Professor." Scott hung up. "What's wrong Scott?" asked the brown-haired girl.

"That was the Professor." Scott said "There's a new mutant he wants us to meet with over in the park."

"You mean we aren't going to the mall?" asked the raven-haired girl.

"Afraid not." Scott said, "Sorry ladies, work before play."

The girls grumbled, moaned, and pouted over their predicament.

Little did they know that was the least of their worries for at that very moment at four-way intersection they happened to run into three individuals who weren't exactly on their list of close friends. Rounding the corner was a huge black jeep and in it was the trio of troublesome teens known as the Brotherhood. "Oh no." Scott moaned at the sight of the all too familiar passengers of the vehicle. Luckily enough the jeep was headed in the opposite direction. Upon everyone else seeing the jeep the car became silent, perhaps hoping with their silence some how they could become invisible. The jeep passed them and a mutual feeling of relief passed through everyone in the car. "Ah don't think they saw us." Said a girl with dark red hair and two pale white bangs hanging in front of her face. Suddenly the jeep swerved and reversed cutting across the white divider in the road to the opposite lane cutting of a car that barley stopped in time. The jeep was now following them and quickly gaining speed. "Spoke too soon" said an annoyed Scott seeing the approaching car from his rearview mirror. For a split second Scott considered simply flooring the accelerator, his car was definitely faster than the jeep and the jeep passengers easily outweighed the convertibles. His plan was immediately shot however when he was forced to stop because of an upcoming crosswalk where a crossing-guard was helping a stream of toddlers across the street.

The convertible was forced to come to a halt. Slowly the jeep pulled up besides them blasting loud, heavy metal. The driver, a brown-haired boy wearing a dark vest turned down the music to speak.

"What's up Summers?" "Hey Kitty." He said winking at the brown-haired girl who turned her head around as so not to look at him. She let out a slight "humph."

"Hey ladies!" a gangly, slightly green looking young man said leaning over from the passenger side with a mischievous grin on his face. "Oh please." Muttered Rouge.

"What are you geeks up to?" asked a tremendously sized teen who was sitting in the backseat.

"Like, none of your business Blobolla." Snapped Kitty.

"Hey is that any way to talk to a friend." The green teen asked.

"Yeah you hurt could somebody's feelings." The large teen added.

"We're sensitive ya know." Said the green teen.

The two young men looked at each with huge mournful eyes as if they were about to burst into tears. Before busting with loud obnoxious gales of laughter. Scott slowly shook his head before saying "Don't you guys have other people to annoy?" He was wishing he could just peel off but couldn't because of the human road block made up of small children directly in front of him

"Nope just you nerds!" said Lance before joining his friends in the laughter.

This was actually true as the three were actually bored stiff at home before deciding to go for a ride in Lance's jeep. An idea now popped into Lance's head. A race, other than just flat out picking a fight a race was the next best way to beat boredom.

"Wanna drag?" Lance said.

"Drag?" Amara asked confusedly.

"He wants to race, Amara." Jean said.

"You're so immature." Rouge said.

"We know you are, but what are we?" Todd chimed.

"Look we don't have time for this!" Scott said sounding even more annoyed.

"Oh I get it, Summers is scared!" Lance teased.

Both Todd and Fred started flapping their arms and made chicken noises.

"Buck… Buck… Bukaw!"

"We'll show you who's scared!" Rouge snapped.

"Yeah do it Scott!" Kitty added.

"Listen Scott." Jean said. "Let's just beat them and get it over with, we have more important things to do."

"Fine." Scott said. "On one condition, if we win you three have to get back under whatever rock you crawled out from and stay as far away as possible, do we have a deal?"

"Deal." Lace said. "To the next stop sign."

At that very moment the last toddler stepped of the street, the crossing guard dropped her sign and the race began.

Vrooooom! Screeeeeech!

They were off! From the very start the X-men had the clear lead but the Brotherhood was still close and gaining. The street that the race took place on however wasn't very long so the race would be short one. An elderly man strolling down the sidewalk shook his fist at them angrily "Slow down ya stupid punk kids!" he bellowed before reaching for his inhaler. He obviously got a little too excited. Scott looked back at the man through his rearview mirror and began to wonder if this was a mistake. He couldn't stop now though, the race was almost over and they were winning!

Meanwhile it became painfully obvious to Lance he wouldn't come out the winner as the race began to come to a close. If there was anything that Lance hated it was losing. Especially to Summers. Especially we he was the one who laid out the challenge in the first place. Lance eventually decided that if you can't beat 'em… cheat!

With a quick jerk of the steering wheel the massive jeep sideswiped the much lighter sports car sending it off the road. The girls screamed as the car skidded into the nearby grass while Scott tried regain control over the car. "Ha Ha!" Lanced shouted back. "See ya later losers!"

Todd looked back giving them a raspberry while Fred laughed holding a hand up to his head making a "L" shape with his fingers.

"LAAANCE!!!!" Kitty screeched from the car. "YOU BIG JERK!!!"

Lance was far too busy enjoying his victory to pay attention to Kitty's screaming or the road.

Only a few yards ahead of them was a young man leaving out of the park and crossing the street.

A young man who was wearing a trench coat.

A young man who was so very focused on the matters of his mind that he paid no attention to the oncoming traffic.

"Look out! Todd screamed in Lance's ear.

"Wha..!!" was Lance's only response as he turned his attention back in front of him to see a young man about to be run down. He slammed his foot down on the brakes, but to no avail. The jeep's momentum had built up too much for them to stop. All Lance, his friends, the X-men and dozen of other onlookers could do at that moment was watch in sheer terror as the jeep collided with the young man with a sickening "Spluuushhh".

Everything at that moment froze.

"Ohmanohmanohmanohmanohmanohman…" Todd repeated breaking the deafening silence.

Lance could hear the whispers all around him, "Ran him down"….."Oh my God"…. "Is he?"… "Dead"…."That sound".

"What have I done?" was ringing into the back of his skull. How could this have happened? He was just having a little fun, he didn't want this to happen….not this!!!

Lance slowly stepped out of the car to survey the damage he caused; hoping by some miracle the boy was all right. It was time to face the music an own up to what he did.

To his great astonishment the body of the boy he had believed he just slaughtered was nowhere to be found only a small puddle of water lay in its place.

He reluctantly looked under the car, nothing. Behind the car? Nothing. As confused as he was in a way he was relieved, it was like waking up from a bad dream.

Could he have missed him or were his eyes playing tricks on him? No he felt an impact for sure. So where was he?

"Uh… Lance." Todd spoke

"Yeah." Lance answered.

Todd was pointing towards the windshield, his face much greener than usual.

Lance stared at the windshield for a moment and was about to ask Todd what he was supposed to be looking at; there was no blood or anything in the windshield. Just a little….water?

It had rained the night before but not that day, so why was there….uh-oh.

Upon closer examination the mass of water formed on his car was not normal water.

Not normal at all.

Normal water doesn't have a face!!!!!

Next Time: Hydro is on the attack! Can the X-men and the Brotherhood's combined power be enough to stop him? And if they do stop him, what do they do with him? What the heck is he anyway? And what does he want from Professor X?