Headaches
By sweet like chocolate
Rating: PG (I'm from England and so am not completely sure of the rating system- pls tell me if it's wrong)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything (If I did Scott and Jean would have got together way quicker)
Summary: Completely AU fic about how Scott and Jean get their powers.
Chapter 4- Emergence
A bald man in a wheel chair swung round suddenly, he acted as if he had heard something, but to the normal ear there was nothing. He called into the corridor,
"Ororo, Logan, come here, I believe Cerebro has discovered something."
A beautiful white-haired, dark skinned women came into the room, she was dressed simply in a skirt and top, and her feet were bare. She was followed by a man, handsome in a rough way and eating an apple- that was stuck on metal claws sticking from his hand.
The man in the wheel chair led the way along a large corridor, they stopped in front of a circular door. After a retinal scan, the door swung open, revealing a large circular room with only a large computer at the centre. The bald man continued on to the centre while the other two remained at the edge, spectators it seemed to what was about to happen.
"Do you think it is a new mutant signal?" The woman's tone was calm and sedate.
"Dunno" the man was still clearly immersed in his apple. "This thing's been up an' running for a month now, and nothin's happened."
"There were some alerts last week," the woman gently reminded him.
"Yeh, but they were gone by the time we got down here." The man went back to his apple.
"Ororo, Logan" the bald man's voice was oddly excited. "I believe we have found our first students. The woman, Ororo, and the man, Logan, approached the screen. Clearly visible were two boxes. The first showed a boy with dark, messy hair and hazel eyes. Beneath his picture was a profile
Name: Scott Summers
Date of Birth: 12/01/85 (A/N I am presuming X-men Evolution is set in 2003, meaning Scott is 18 in 2003 and therefore was born in 1985.)
Family: Parents: Sarah and Anthony Summers (both deceased 3/07/94) (A/N I have no idea what Scott's parents are called!)
Siblings: 1 brother, Alex Summers, age 9. Currently resides with foster parents Jane and Ian Barrat.
Address: 43 Maple Square
The second box showed a pretty red haired girl with deep green eyes. Her profile read
Name: Jean Grey
Date of Birth: 23/06/85
Family: Parents: Elaine and Richard Grey (A/N no idea of Jean's dad's name either! Nor her siblings. I think her mum's called Elaine.)
Siblings: 2 sisters, Jessica, age 17, Sarah, age 7.
Address: 7 River Street
The bald man spoke first, the other two were still reading. "Prepare the X- jet Logan, I sense these children have the most powerful powers we have seen for a while, and they are completely out of control. I will try and contact Jean, I believe she too is a telepath."
"Which one first Charles?"
The bald man chuckled "Both together Ororo, they are at the same place!"
With that they left the room.
* * * * *
The Smith brothers had been watching Scott and Jean for some time. The truth was they were bored. Their mother had thrown them out of the house earlier than usual that day and they had been breaking things with a baseball bat they had found in the trash. The two kids were easy pickings, especially as they seemed to be kneeling on the floor through pain.
"Look what we have here." Adam walked so he was behind Scott, whereas Tom stayed behind Jean.
Adam lifted Scott up by the scruff of his neck and proceeded to shake him like a rag doll. Tom, however, just stood where he was, staring at Jean.
"What are you waiting for?" Adam hissed.
"I dunno, something's wrong. I reckon we should just leave 'em."
"Are you mad there the easiest pickings we've 'ad all year."
* * * * *
The pounding in Jean's head had somewhat decreased, and she opened her eyes. Immediately voices poured into her head,
"Somethin's wrong, she's pretty, my head, what's he waitin' for."
She screamed.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!"
Suddenly she felt a calming presence in her mind, and the voices faded, to be replaced with just one. An image flashed in front of her eyes- a bald man, deep in thought.
"Jean, listen to me, you can control it, just focus. Find something in your mind and focus on it."
She tried focusing on an image of her family, but the voices increased. She opened her eyes, and saw Adam still holding Scott by the neck. An awful rage filled her, without realising it words flew to her mouth,
"Leave him alone."
Adam shifted uncomfortably, the girl's eyes were blazing, still, she was just a kid.
"I do whatever I li." His words were cut off, as he flew backwards into the wall. Jean screamed, as the voices were renewed even stronger, and she sank back to the floor.
Tom stared at the unconscious heap of his brother.
"You witch," he leapt on Jean.
* * * * *
Scott's eyes were burning. He opened them a crack and saw an oddly reddish image of Tom preparing to leap on Jean.
"No" he cried and widened his eyes. Immediately a red beam shot forward and hit Tom in the chest, knocking him backwards into the wall. He got up groggily, and at the same time Adam stirred. Tom grabbed Adam's hand, pulling him to his feet.
"They're both freaks." He cried, "Let's get out of here."
* * * * *
Jean racked her mind for an image to focus on; the voices were getting stronger. Suddenly the calming presence was back, she gasped with relief.
"I can't do it, I can't find something to focus on." She cried out in her mind.
"Hush, we will be with you soon. Just think, who is the person you trust most in the world."
"Scott."
"Hmm, interesting, the other one. Never mind, just find an image of him and focus on it. We will be there soon."
Jean concentrated on the image of him a couple of months ago when they were still friends. Immediately the voices faded. Jean concentrated on keeping the image of Scott fresh in her mind, slowly, the voices diminished to a low murmur, and she opened her eyes.
She saw Scott kneeling on the floor not far away; he had his hands pressed over his eyes like it was a matter of life and death.
She crawled over to him.
"What's happening to us?" Her voice wavered and she curled up next to him.
"I don't know." After that they sat in silence.
-Thank you so much to my reviewers, I'm glad you like the story. I think the nest chapter will be the last one but I'm not sure. Please let me know what you think of this chapter, either by reviewing, or emailing me- dolphin678_8@hotmail.com. Thank you
Rating: PG (I'm from England and so am not completely sure of the rating system- pls tell me if it's wrong)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything (If I did Scott and Jean would have got together way quicker)
Summary: Completely AU fic about how Scott and Jean get their powers.
Chapter 4- Emergence
A bald man in a wheel chair swung round suddenly, he acted as if he had heard something, but to the normal ear there was nothing. He called into the corridor,
"Ororo, Logan, come here, I believe Cerebro has discovered something."
A beautiful white-haired, dark skinned women came into the room, she was dressed simply in a skirt and top, and her feet were bare. She was followed by a man, handsome in a rough way and eating an apple- that was stuck on metal claws sticking from his hand.
The man in the wheel chair led the way along a large corridor, they stopped in front of a circular door. After a retinal scan, the door swung open, revealing a large circular room with only a large computer at the centre. The bald man continued on to the centre while the other two remained at the edge, spectators it seemed to what was about to happen.
"Do you think it is a new mutant signal?" The woman's tone was calm and sedate.
"Dunno" the man was still clearly immersed in his apple. "This thing's been up an' running for a month now, and nothin's happened."
"There were some alerts last week," the woman gently reminded him.
"Yeh, but they were gone by the time we got down here." The man went back to his apple.
"Ororo, Logan" the bald man's voice was oddly excited. "I believe we have found our first students. The woman, Ororo, and the man, Logan, approached the screen. Clearly visible were two boxes. The first showed a boy with dark, messy hair and hazel eyes. Beneath his picture was a profile
Name: Scott Summers
Date of Birth: 12/01/85 (A/N I am presuming X-men Evolution is set in 2003, meaning Scott is 18 in 2003 and therefore was born in 1985.)
Family: Parents: Sarah and Anthony Summers (both deceased 3/07/94) (A/N I have no idea what Scott's parents are called!)
Siblings: 1 brother, Alex Summers, age 9. Currently resides with foster parents Jane and Ian Barrat.
Address: 43 Maple Square
The second box showed a pretty red haired girl with deep green eyes. Her profile read
Name: Jean Grey
Date of Birth: 23/06/85
Family: Parents: Elaine and Richard Grey (A/N no idea of Jean's dad's name either! Nor her siblings. I think her mum's called Elaine.)
Siblings: 2 sisters, Jessica, age 17, Sarah, age 7.
Address: 7 River Street
The bald man spoke first, the other two were still reading. "Prepare the X- jet Logan, I sense these children have the most powerful powers we have seen for a while, and they are completely out of control. I will try and contact Jean, I believe she too is a telepath."
"Which one first Charles?"
The bald man chuckled "Both together Ororo, they are at the same place!"
With that they left the room.
* * * * *
The Smith brothers had been watching Scott and Jean for some time. The truth was they were bored. Their mother had thrown them out of the house earlier than usual that day and they had been breaking things with a baseball bat they had found in the trash. The two kids were easy pickings, especially as they seemed to be kneeling on the floor through pain.
"Look what we have here." Adam walked so he was behind Scott, whereas Tom stayed behind Jean.
Adam lifted Scott up by the scruff of his neck and proceeded to shake him like a rag doll. Tom, however, just stood where he was, staring at Jean.
"What are you waiting for?" Adam hissed.
"I dunno, something's wrong. I reckon we should just leave 'em."
"Are you mad there the easiest pickings we've 'ad all year."
* * * * *
The pounding in Jean's head had somewhat decreased, and she opened her eyes. Immediately voices poured into her head,
"Somethin's wrong, she's pretty, my head, what's he waitin' for."
She screamed.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!"
Suddenly she felt a calming presence in her mind, and the voices faded, to be replaced with just one. An image flashed in front of her eyes- a bald man, deep in thought.
"Jean, listen to me, you can control it, just focus. Find something in your mind and focus on it."
She tried focusing on an image of her family, but the voices increased. She opened her eyes, and saw Adam still holding Scott by the neck. An awful rage filled her, without realising it words flew to her mouth,
"Leave him alone."
Adam shifted uncomfortably, the girl's eyes were blazing, still, she was just a kid.
"I do whatever I li." His words were cut off, as he flew backwards into the wall. Jean screamed, as the voices were renewed even stronger, and she sank back to the floor.
Tom stared at the unconscious heap of his brother.
"You witch," he leapt on Jean.
* * * * *
Scott's eyes were burning. He opened them a crack and saw an oddly reddish image of Tom preparing to leap on Jean.
"No" he cried and widened his eyes. Immediately a red beam shot forward and hit Tom in the chest, knocking him backwards into the wall. He got up groggily, and at the same time Adam stirred. Tom grabbed Adam's hand, pulling him to his feet.
"They're both freaks." He cried, "Let's get out of here."
* * * * *
Jean racked her mind for an image to focus on; the voices were getting stronger. Suddenly the calming presence was back, she gasped with relief.
"I can't do it, I can't find something to focus on." She cried out in her mind.
"Hush, we will be with you soon. Just think, who is the person you trust most in the world."
"Scott."
"Hmm, interesting, the other one. Never mind, just find an image of him and focus on it. We will be there soon."
Jean concentrated on the image of him a couple of months ago when they were still friends. Immediately the voices faded. Jean concentrated on keeping the image of Scott fresh in her mind, slowly, the voices diminished to a low murmur, and she opened her eyes.
She saw Scott kneeling on the floor not far away; he had his hands pressed over his eyes like it was a matter of life and death.
She crawled over to him.
"What's happening to us?" Her voice wavered and she curled up next to him.
"I don't know." After that they sat in silence.
-Thank you so much to my reviewers, I'm glad you like the story. I think the nest chapter will be the last one but I'm not sure. Please let me know what you think of this chapter, either by reviewing, or emailing me- dolphin678_8@hotmail.com. Thank you
