Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution, or any other Marvel or WB property.

Notes: I'm back! Thank God! Illinois was. . .well. . .not boring, but not great. I thought I'd get into Chicago for a day or so, but it didn't happen. Instead, it was nothing but country, country, country. The mid- west is an interesting place. Lots of corn. Lots, and lots, and lots of corn. Anyhow, I'm glad to be back (really glad) in Orlando, and I wrote this in an hour. Thanks for putting up with my absence for a couple of days. Hope you like the chapter.

Favor: By the way, can anyone tell me if last Saturday's episode (8/30/03) was a new episode. The house where I was staying had satellite and, get this, the WB was a pay channel like HBO or Showtime. They didn't get the channel! I'm sorry, but that's insane. Anyhow, if it was a new episode, just say yes or no in your review, and I'll email you to ask you what happened. I just don't want to clog the review pages with vivid descriptions of what the episode was about. Thanks so much everyone! It'll be greatly appreciated.

Bleh: Thanks for reading and reviewing! Although, I didn't say that the Warwolves were metal, it was just a way of describing what they looked like. I didn't know that they were immune to telekinses, though. I could have sworn that was how Phoenix had fought them. I guess this is really, really, really AU. Anyhow, glad you like the story so far.

Equavetporsche: I didn't mean to say that you were too critical. I was just confused. Yeah, I like Jamie, too. I've actually been thinking about writing a short, humorous story starring him and Jubilee. I'm still kicking the idea around, and I guess that I'll see where it ends up.

Taekwondodo: Wow! I got a review from you! Actually, a couple of reviews. I love your story "Playing with Fire." Just so's ya know (as we say down in the south). Yeah, I get kinda down on myself, especially with this story, but I'm trying to fix it. Anyhow, thanks for reviewing! Hope you like this chapter.

Everyone else: Thanks for continuing to read/review. I'm glad that you like the story, and I hope you continue to do so.

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Kurt was pacing. Like many people, Kurt paced when he was nervous. If there had been a wall handy, he would have been absentmindedly climbing the wall as well. Kitty sat on the ground, watching him walk back and forth, back and forth. Shaking her head, she stood up. It had been quite some time since the announcer had said anything. All they knew was that a "trio" of beasts were going to pop out soon, and they would be forced to fight them. Tilting her head, Kitty could almost swear that she heard loud noises and yelling under the general murmurs of the crowd. Scott was asleep on the ground. Kurt had told him not to, but Scott didn't care. He said he was tired.

"Just wake me up when the party starts." Scott had said, and then he closed his eyes.

Kitty walked over to Kurt and put her hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Please stop. You're making me dizzy." She said.

Kurt sat down on the ground, sighing.

"Ve're never going to get out of here. Zey vill keep making us fight until ve can't anymore." Kurt said.

Kitty sat on the ground next to him, and put her head on his shoulder.

"We'll get out of here, Fuzzy. And hey. . .at least we're together, right?" She said.

"Jah." Kurt said, a sad smile on his face as he put his arm around her. Kitty snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes.

"You know, it's a miracle that you haven't broken your imager yet." She said.

Kurt's eyes widened.

"Mein Gott! I forgot I had ze verdamnt zing on." Kurt said, looking at his right hand.

"Well, I guess you've been busy enough to not remember it." Kitty said.

"Jah." Kurt said, continuing to look at the imager.

There was the sound of an explosion suddenly, and both immediately stood up. Scott jumped to his feet as well, now completely awake. Looking around the arena, Kurt saw what looked like a ball of fire speeding toward them. It was making a strange noise, and it took Kurt a moment to realize that the "fireball" was calling his name.

"Vas?" Kurt said, and was promptly hit by Sam.

"Kurt! Kurt! You're okay!" Sam said, looking into Kurt's stunned eyes.

"Sam?" Kurt said, confused.

"Sam!" Kitty cried out, running over to him with Scott following behind her.

"Hey! Scott! Kitty! You're both okay too!" Sam said, excited.

"Well, "okay" isn't the term I would use, but we're alive." Scott said, smiling and extending his hand out to Sam, who shook it vigorously.

"What are you doing here? Where is everyone?" Kitty asked.

Sam's face fell, and he began to run to one side of the arena. The others quickly followed him.

"We came through an hour ago! My group was attacked by something big and ugly!" Sam yelled while running.

"Sounds about right, for this place." Scott said.

"Who vas viz you?" Kurt asked.

"Mr. McCoy, Evan, Ray, Rahne, and Jamie! The Professor took Roberto and Amara to rescue the others!"

"Professor Xavier's here?" Scott asked.

"Yeah!" Sam called out over his shoulder. They had nearly reached the edge of the arena. "He went to rescue Jean, Marie, Bobby, Ororo and that Longshot guy! No one knows where Mr. Logan is."

"He was caught by some ugly gray guy! We can't leave him! We have to rescue him!" Kitty said.

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Gray Guy is here. He. . .he caught Mr. McCoy."

Kurt closed his eyes, shaking his head.

"This place sucks." He said aloud.

Looking out into the stands, they could see Jamie and Rahne running toward them.

"Mein Gott. You're all too young to be here." Kurt said.

"Well, something had to be done." Sam said as Rahne and Jamie joined them.

"Kurt! Scott! Kitty! You're all okay!" Jamie said, hugging Kurt.

"Once again, the term "okay" should be used lightly." Scott said, smiling despite himself.

"How'd you beat us here?" Rahne asked Sam.

"Flew here." Sam said. "Mr. McCoy was caught, though. The others are coming. . .now." Sam said, looking into the stands and seeing Ray and Evan rushing down the stairs.

Ray and Evan joined the group, and they all immediately moved into the center of the arena.

"Where is ze Professor?" Kurt asked.

"I don't know. I guess that he's still rescuing the others." Rahne said.

"What about. . ." Scott began, and was cut off by the announer.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the number of outworlders has more than doubled!" he said.

The crowd cheered loudly.

"What's going on here?" Jamie asked.

"You don't want to know. Thank God your all here, though." Kitty said.

"Orders have just come in from the Master of Entertainment! Mojo himself!" the Announcer said. "The number of adversaries they must face has grown from three to ten! And these adversaries are. . .THE WARWOLVES! The fight begins in five minutes!"

The crowd cheered, and Kitty fell to her knees.

"Oh no! Oh no, oh no, oh no!" Kitty began to say, rocking back and forth. Kurt kneeled down next to her and did his best to try to comfort her, but it was in vain.

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The Agent followed the New Mutants to the edge of the arena, and then simply stood there, watching them meet up with the three other outworlders. Shaking his head, he smiled. He knew that Mojo wouldn't like him to interrupt the show. Then again, Mojo probably didn't have the other three under contract. He knew that two of them were called "Kurt" and "Scott," but the one that he had begun to think of as "the girl" had appeared out of nowhere with the one he knew was called Logan, or Wolverine. Therefore, she definitely wasn't under contract. Smiling, he strode out into the arena.

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"Where in the hell did they go to, Major?" Mojo shouted.

Major looked at the screen, and then turned back to Mojo.

"Well, Sir, they seem to have left the building." Major Domo said.

"Thank you so much." Mojo hissed.

There was a frantic knock on the door, and Mojo rolled his eyes as Major Domo strode over to open it.

"I can only guess who this is." Mojo groaned.

Major Domo opened the door and Minor Domo flew in. Tears were flowing from her eyes and she ran to Major, throwing her arms around him.

"Oh, Sir! It was horrible! It was all dark and I didn't know where I was and then suddenly there were those outworlders. . .and Longshot." She finished, a dreamy tone in her voice.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm sure it was horrible. It was a horrible mistake, wasn't it, Sir?" Major asked, turning to Mojo after prying Minor off of him.

"No it wasn't. It wasn't a mistake at all. I'm just sorry that the Warwolves didn't find her before those freak outworlders did." Mojo said.

"Oh, I know you don't mean that, Mr. Mojo Sir!" Minor said, her huge grin returning.

Mojo scowled before turning around.

"Yes. Yes I did." He muttered.

"Well, Sir. According to these tapes," Major said, watching the outworlders meeting more outworlders outside of the building. ", they met someone and ran off together."

"And we don't have them on any other tapes?" Mojo asked.

"No, Sir. Funny thing, that is. The cameras and camera crews seem to be malfunctioning." Major said.

"Great! Just great."

"Well, Sir, I can imagine where they went." Major said.

"Where?" Mojo asked.

"To rescue their friends, of course." Major Domo said.

"Of course." Mojo said after a moment of contemplation. "Of course! Go down there and take care of this. . .no. Wait. Come with me."

"Where, Sir?" Major asked, shocked. Mojo never left the complex. As a matter of fact, Major Domo couldn't remember when the last time was that he himself had left the complex.

"We're going to that arena. Is your Agent there?" Mojo asked, walking toward the door.

"Um. . .yes. Yes, Sir, he is." Major Domo said, following Mojo slowly. Mojo turned to face him.

"Good. I want all of them, every single one of them, under contract within the next hour." Mojo said, turning to the door.

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"Kitty, get up! Please get up! Everyzing vill be fine. Look! Ve're all togezzer now!" Kurt said.

"No! You don't understand! These things are. . ." Kitty began.

"Oh shit!" Sam yelled.

"What?" Scott asked.

Sam pointed, and all they all turned their heads to see The Agent bounding toward them. To Scott and Kurt, he moved strangely like Mr. McCoy. The mutants scattered, Kurt dragging Kitty to her feet.

"Come on everyone! Be good and I'll make this fast!" The Agent shouted.

Kitty stopped running for a moment, realization washing over her.

The Agent jumped and grabbed onto Rahne's shirt. Rahne yelped, and then turned into her wolf form, shedding her clothes, and she ran off. Sam blasted off and then turned midair, and shot toward The Agent. He hit The Agent dead on. The thing bent over in pain, and then Sam grabbed onto him and threw him toward Scott. Scott had watched, and as The Agent flew toward him he hit his visor and sent a beam at him. The beam hit The Agent dead on, and he flew ten yards backward again.

The Agent was on the ground, not moving. Scott got closer, keeping his hand on his visor. Suddenly, when Scott was about fifteen feet away, The Agent lunged at him, grabbing Scott's neck and throwing him to the ground.

"Scott!" Jamie screamed.

The Agent rolled over and Scott watched as three claws popped out of his right hand. Suddenly, he was being held at "knife point."

"I got something you're going to sign, little boy!" The Agent growled.

"Nein!" Kurt yelled, and 'ported to The Agent's side. He grabbed onto The Agent's head, and teleported upward. Scott rolled out from underneath where The Agent had been standing and looked up. Kurt had 'ported about twenty feet above the ground and then disappeared, leaving The Agent there. The Agent fell toward the ground, and Scott hit him with another blast. This time, The Agent was thrown halfway across the arena.

Kitty ran toward the spot where Kurt appeared and grabbed onto him.

"Kurt! That guy! He made Mr. Logan sign a piece of paper, and then Logan disappeared and suddenly he had claws! The others said he made Mr. McCoy sign a piece of paper, and suddenly he can move like Beast!" Kitty said.

"Jah? So?" Kurt asked, watching as Evan, Rahne and Scott surrounded The Agent. The Agent popped both claws in time to cut through three spikes that Evan had sent his way.

"Well, I think that if we can get those papers, those contracts, maybe we could figure out a way to get Mr. Logan and Mr. McCoy back!" Kitty said.

Kurt turned to face her, blinking. Behind him, Sam flew toward The Agent. The Agent was quick enough this time to grab onto him and jumped onto his back. He steered Sam into the ground before jumping off. Sam rolled end over end, leaving a ditch fifty feet long. He sat up, his nose bleeding, knowing that his right arm was probably broken. The Agent turned to face Rahne who had jumped at him. She pulled back just in time to see three claws swing her way, the edges catching her right cheek, cutting into her face. She yelped and fell backward. The Agent advanced on her, and then was hit from behind by Jamie. Ten Jamie's, to be exact. Jamie had become enraged when Rahne was cut and had rushed toward The Agent, multiplying as he went. All ten of them jumped onto his back, hitting and kicking. The Agent was almost thrown off balance before using Logan and Hank's strength to throw the multiples to the ground.

"How do ve do zis?" Kurt asked.

"Teleport me next to him, I grab his bag, and then you teleport us away." Kitty said, watching as The Agent jumped thirty feet closer to them in one bound. "Far away."

"Okay. Here ve go." Kurt said, grabbing Kitty's hand and teleporting.

Kitty gasped as she felt the sickening urge to vomit. Suddenly they appeared next to The Agent. Kitty had no time to shake off her nausea as she reached out and grabbed a small bag on his hip.

"No!" The Agent shouted, turning to impale her. His claws stopped in open air.

Kitty and Kurt reappeared on the far side of the arena and immediately fell to the ground behind a large dead creature.

"You better hurry up, Katzchen. If he truly has Logan's powers, he'll find us soon." Kurt said, panting.

"Just give me a moment, Fuzzy." Kitty said, opening the bag. "There are, like, a hundred pieces of paper in here!"

"Vell, hurry up and find zose two in particular!" Kurt said. "He's trying to make his vay over here."

Sure enough, The Agent was trying to get closer to Kurt and Kitty. The other mutants had picked up on the fact that the two were trying to do something to help all of them and were doing everything within their power to block The Agent. Kitty sorted through the contracts and finally got to the last two. They bared the names of Logan and Hank McCoy. She sat there staring at them.

"Now what?" she thought. "I can't really tear them up, can I?"

She gripped another contract, one that didn't have Hank's or Logan's name on it, and tore it in two. Nothing happened to The Agent. He did nothing but fight his way closer to her. Shaking her head, she looked back down at the contracts.

"Okay. Okay. I have to figure out how to get these names off of. . .wait. No way! It couldn't be that easy! Could it?" she thought frantically.

Holding her breath, Kitty phased her hand and passed it through the paper. The names that were written on the pages phased through with her, and suddenly The Agent doubled over, screaming. Light emanated from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes. His back arched, and he fell to his knees, continuing to scream. Suddenly, in an explosion of light, Hank and Logan were lying on the ground in front of him. They each shook their heads and then rolled slowly to the side. The light disappeared, and The Agent sat there on his knees, breathing hard. Finally, he opened his eyes, and found himself being stared at very hard by the mutants.

"Hey! Hey! It's just a job, understand? It's just business! Nothing personal!" The Agent pleaded.

Logan hit him hard enough to throw him back several feet.

"No. Nothin' personal." Logan said.

Suddenly, the double doors to the side of the arena began to open, and something was screaming.

The audience cheered louder than ever before.

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The rest of the mutants had to run to keep up with Xavier. For Marie, this was hard, considering how tired she was. She was just about worn out after her fight with the Warwolves. The mutants were excited, however, to see their leader. Marie looked side to side. There were cameras everywhere. She had been worried about it earlier, but Xavier had comforted her, telling her that the cameras would not help to hamper their mission. Marie wasn't sure what that meant, but she trusted the Professor.

Finally, the group came upon Mojo's Arena #3. The marquee still read that the three outworlders would be facing off against three Warwolves.

"My God! We gotta get in there!" Marie moaned.

Roberto was worried. There had been no sun since they had arrived in the Mojoverse, nor had there been any hint that there would be any sun. Without the sun, he wouldn't be able to help his friends.

"Professor. . ." he began.

"Do not worry, Roberto. I refuse to put you in the face of danger without your powers." Xavier said.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Roberto said sadly. "I'd help if I could, but. . ."

"Do not worry yourself. You must stay with me and help to protect our multidimensional device. Without it, I don't know how we would get home." Xavier said, handing over the machine. "Now, the rest of you, rush to the side of your teammates, and help them to get out of there."

The others nodded and ran into the arena. Amara, Marie, and Longshot ran in. Ororo and Jean flew upward, to come down in the center of the arena. Bobby followed them on a trail of ice.

"Good luck my students. To all of you." Xavier said silently, Roberto standing next to him.

Bobby reached the top of the arena, and looked down. He gasped when he realized that he saw more than three Warwolves racing toward his friends. Way more.

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Okay, I might have two more chapters. I think. Definitely no more than that. Anyhow, thanks for putting up with my absence for a couple of days. Trust me, I would rather have been here than where I was. Anyhow, I'll try to get up the next chapter as soon as I possibly can.

Later.