Disclaimer: Just like last chapter with one modification. I don't own any of the X-men but I do own Jon, who you are about to be introduced to. Of coarse if there is already a character like him, could you tell me? Like I said, I haven't seen any of the original series even though I do remember when it used to be on, and I haven't read any of the comics. Also, I would appreciate it if you asked me before you use Jon. I'd just like to read your fanfic and see how you use him in it. I probably won't care just as long as you don't go turning him into a wuss. Like always please R&R.

Chapter 2

            Charles Xavier turned his wheel chair around. He could see no one in the room. But if so, where did the voice come from?

            "I would appreciate it if you please show yourself," The Professor requested.

            A section of the wall that had the shape of a human stepped forward. The Professor was shocked. The wall human seemed to melt away, leaving just a boy. His hair was shoulder length and brown. He looked rather dirty and wore a long brown jacket and a pair of old ratty jeans. His shirt had a couple holes in it and the rubber on the bottom of his shoes was coming off. The only things that weren't poor and dark were his eyes, which showed a vibrant blue.

            He walked over to the Professor extended his hand. "Hello Professor," he greeted, "my name's Jon, or Jonathan which ever you prefer."

            Professor X was startled by his forwardness as well as the way he dressed. He spoke as if he knew the professor. To think that he had been staying in the institute right under their noses and they never knew it. He would have to have great control over his powers to be able to do that, greater than any of the other children at the institute.

"Hello," Xavier said extending his hand carefully.

Jon noticed that something was wrong, "Is it my hair, or perhaps my clothes?" he joked.

Xavier hesitated a moment. It seemed too strange to him. The boy was so confident. He wouldn't be surprised if the boy wasn't a spy from somewhere. It wouldn't be the first time that someone had gotten on the inside. "I'm sorry but this is a little strange. I mean, if you have been here for a long time, then why did you wait till now to reveal yourself."

"It's because I have finally decided," Jon said simply.

"Decided what?"

"Decided that the X-men are really the good guys."

 "How did you come to that decision?" Xavier asked.

The boy grinned. "I've been, um, "research" the major groups of mutants. I told myself that once I made my decision I would let the leader of that group know everything. I'm now ready to let you know everything about the Acolytes and the Brotherhood that I know."

This came as a big surprise to the Professor. How much could this boy know about Magneto? More importantly, however, how much does he know about the X-men and the institute? What would happen if one day Magneto or Apocalypse got control of him? He had no choice but to accept him and find out.

"Do you have it written down somewhere," Professor X asked, "or on a computer perhaps?"

"No, those things can be destroyed too easily. I have it right here," Jon said tapping his head. "I was expecting you to enter my mind, I figure it would be the quickest way for you to find everything out." The tone of Jon's voice then changed to that of a quieter, solemn one. "But first, I want you to promise to do something in return for me."

"If it's that you want to stay here I see no problem in it as long as we talk to your parents."

Jon gave a little chuckle, "That would be kind of hard. I don't have any parents."

"Well then we can talk to a relative of yours or who ever is taking care of you."

"You don't get it, do you," Jon said a little spitefully. He seemed to get a little enraged when the subject was mentioned. "Would I look like this if someone was taking care of me? I don't have anybody any more! I was abandoned on the street as a child and that's the end of it!" He calmed back down then continued. "I'm sorry, I usually don't get angry about stupid stuff like that. I guess I'm just tired, I haven't had any sleep in the past twenty-four hours." He leaned against the wall next to the window and looked out it at the children who were all departing. Kitty ran out of the building and hoped into Scott's car. He sighed sadly. "Besides, that wasn't what I was about to ask."

After a moment of silence Professor X spoke up, "Perhaps you should rest and we can talk about it later."

"No," Jon said definitely. "I want to do it now and get it out of the way."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Then tell me what you want."

Jon was suddenly hesitant again. It seemed that whenever the professor asked what he wanted he would act that way. "How about you just read my mind first and I will ask you later."

"As long as you know that I may not be able to grant your request."

"It won't matter. Just make sure you only look at what I leave available for you ok. If you start looking into some of my other memories I'm out of here and I may just head over to the brotherhood house," Jon threatened.

This scared Xavier but he continued anyway. He put his hands on either side of Jon's head and focused. As he entered Jon's brain he could feel some kind of "leash" on him. It was obvious that Jon had trained his mental power to help keep people out of his mind or to redirect them. Xavier started looking around in what was aloud. At first he only found things that he already knew but as he searched he began finding more and more things that he had never knew. Apparently Jon had some how hacked into lots of computers and had stood in on many conversations. Tons of things that he always wanted to know about the Acolytes, S.H.I.E.L.D, and Hydra were suddenly revealed to him. He started to speed up his search. There was so much information he wanted to find out. He started feeling like a hungry dog, he wanted everything he could get his mind on. Jon's mind was like a buffet of information. As he went through it all faster and fast, the "leash" began to slack. Then it was off of him. Jon was obviously not strong enough to encage the super mind of Xavier. And that's when The Professor did something totally out of character, something he would soon regret. Before he knew what he was doing he ripped open one of Jon's deepest, darkest memories.

Before him he saw a very young version of Jon. He was about seven and was huddled in a corner holding a girl who was younger than he by about a year. They were in an old, abandoned train station in the middle of the night. Xavier couldn't make out who the girl was. She was whimpering to Jon and her voice sounded a bit familiar.

"Jonny, my stomach really hurts. I think it might be from that dirty water," she cried.

Jon pulled her closer and with one hand started to rub her back. "Don't worry Kat, I'm here. You're goin to be ok."

Xavier mentally gasped. Was that really Kitty? He had been in Kitty's mind before and had never come across anything like this. Though it would explain why he had been following Kitty around these passed couple of days.

The little girl looked up at Jon. It was Kitty! Xavier was beginning to get confused.

"Do you think that we'll get to eat soon? It's been a couple days since we've had anything." She asked.

"Yes Kitty, soon we'll get food. I promise. We'll be fine." He was feeling the pain of not eating as well and he knew.

"Do you think that mommy will come back for us?"

Jon looked down in pity for her. He knew the truth, but he wouldn't tell he sister it. "Of coarse she will, Kitty. Don't worry. Every other time she left us here she came back."

Suddenly the little girls convulsed and threw up all over the ground. There was no food in the mixture, just a pinkish liquid. She began crying harder.

"She's not coming back!" She yelled in anger.

Jon was shocked at her sudden change. "Don't say that Kitty," he said as he continued rubbing her back. "She'll be back. And she'll get us plenty of food. And ice cream too!"

"She's not coming back!" Kitty insisted. "We're going to die. We can't get any food and mommy always said that we're not supposed to talk to strangers! We're going to die!"

Jon was blown away by this revelation. Where did this young girl learn such things? Jon had never once even thought about dying. He broke down and started crying hot tears. Why had mommy left them? What kind of mom would leave her children and not come back? Why did people on the street push them around when they went up there? They were all jerks! He was not about to die and he wasn't about to let his sister die! He didn't care what anybody said or did! He was going to get food no matter what he had to do! He had to keep his sister and himself alive!

Jon stood up as straight as he could. He forced himself to keep a firm voice even though he was crying.

            "Kitty," he said firmly. "I'm going to get us some food. You stay here. I promise I'll be back. I won't leave you here like mo--- that woman did."

            Jon took a step forward then, for the first time in his life, he made himself to disappear.

            Xavier felt Jon pry his mind away. Where he had gotten the power to do that The Professor could only guess.

            "I'm sorry I---" Professor X began before Jon cut him off.

            "Save it!" Jon exploded. Jon was incredibly angry but The Professor knew he deserved it. "Congratulations! I trusted you and you successfully blew it! I've done what I came here to do so I know I will have no problem leaving! Good-bye Charles Xavier! Don't worry I know the way out!"

            Jon stormed out of the room leaving Professor X silent in his chair. What had he done? A young man comes in and gives him information that was beyond price and he goes and invades the boy's memories. He had screwed up big time.

            Charles looked up at the clock. He had been reading the boys mind for over ten minutes! Suddenly he heard a large bang down the hall. He raced out of his office in his wheel chair and rounded the corner. There he found Jon with a sleeper hold on Logan.

            Logan extended his claws and reached over his shoulders towards Jon. Jon saw the impending danger and released his grip. He jumped backwards to avoid Logan's attack and then punched him in the face suffering a hurt hand from Logan's metal-covered bones. Logan was still feeling the pain from the kid though. Jon was obviously a good fighter. Logan slashed at Jon again and left three long cuts in the boy's already holey shirt. The boy leaped up onto a chair then dived over Wolverine's head. He landed at an angle on his hands and pushed against the floor. Logan turned around in time to see Jon sail through the air again, feet first, at Logan's chest. Logan fell over backwards and Jon's feet fallowed. Jon was left standing on Logan's chest. He quickly jumped off though when he saw Logan began to swing his claws. Jon realized that this wasn't any ordinary man. He stepped towards the wall and instantly disappeared.

            Professor X finally recovered from the shock of seeing the two fighting and quickly called out a cease-fire. "Please, both of you stop!"

            Logan hopped up and twirled around. "Where'd that little punk go?" he fumed.

            "Please Logan stop!"

            "Charles! That little delinquent jumped me when I stopped him! I swear that I'm going to rip off his head when I get a chance!"

            "It's my fault Logan. I'm sorry. Could you just calm down a bit until I have a chance to explain everything."

            "What do you mean it's your fault?"

            "That boy had come here to deliver information and while he was relaying it to me I lost control of myself and invaded his personal memories. That's why he was so mad. When you tried to stop him he must have viewed it as a threat so he decided to stop you from stopping him."

            "So he's probably long gone by now, huh."

            "I fear so. Worse though, he threatened to go to the Brotherhood. I'm afraid of what Magneto could do with the information that boy has."

            "Alright. I'll head down to the boarding house and see if I can't stop him," Logan said beginning to turn and walk away.

            "That won't be necessary," Jon said reappearing against the wall.

            "Jonathan!" The Professor exclaimed in surprise.

            "I'm sorry that I lost my temper for the second time today. I guess that's a pretty bad way of ending my record. I was going on half a year without losing it like that. I probably just need some sleep." Jon said.

            "I'm sorry that I did that. I was so over come by it all I guess I just lost control."

            "I guess it will be ok. But now that you know the truth, I might as well make my request."

            "What request?" Logan asked.

            "Jon wanted something in return for the information he delivered to us."

            "That figures," Logan said. "Nobody ever feels like doing anything for free anymore."

            Before Jon could retaliate The Professor stepped in. "Logan, could you go find an open room for our guest?"

            "Yeah sure," he murmured grumpily and walked away.

            "But Professor," Jon objected, "I told you that I wasn't going to ask to stay here.

            "I know Jon," Xavier said, "but I must insist that you stay here for a couple more nights. I owe you at least that much. You also mentioned a couple times that your were tired, so you can get some sleep now and then after that you can tell me what you want."

            "I'll accept the place to take a nap but I don't think that I'd want to stay here any longer than I already have. Don't get me wrong, it's been great and all, it's just that I should really be getting back home to help the guys out."

            "The guys?"

            Jon rubbed the back of his neck as he began to explain; he really had screwed up letting that slip. "You see, um, I have some friends back home who um… need some tutoring, so I better get back there as soon as possible to help them with their school stuff."

            "You went to school?" Xavier asked though he was still not convinced that that was the real truth.

            "Oh yeah. I snuck into school every day. I liked it there. A guy could learn a lot."

            "You snuck in?" This was another surprise to The Professor. He knew of kids who would sneak out of school, but never into it.

            "Yeah, my power aloud me to do that."

            "So you've had a full education up to this point?"
            "Yep." Jon said proudly.

            Just then Logan came around the corner. "We've got a spare room in the east wing."

            "Would you show him where it is Logan?" Xavier asked.

            Logan grumbled a little. He still didn't like the kid after his scuffle with him but he knew it would do him no good to deny Charles his request. "Yeah sure, come on half-pint." He told Jon even though the truth was that Jon was practically has tall as he.

            Logan turned and started walking down the hall. Jon followed him, which left Xavier alone in the hall. The Professor chuckled a little, if only Logan had realized the significance of what he just called Jon.

            Jon got up from the bed. He didn't like the bed that much, he must have just been too used to sleeping on the ground. It had taken him a good half-hour to finally get to sleep and that was only because his eyelids finally refused to open. He would have slept on the floor but he was afraid that someone might come in and think that it was a sign of disrespect.

            He looked around at the room. He felt like a king. It was a great room and he had been surprised when Logan had mentioned that it was the "worst" room in the house. Jon could only dream of what the other kid's got. His room was already a thousand times better than he thought it would be. It was nothing compared to all the other rooms he had seen in his life.

            Jon found a set of knew clothes lying at the end of the bed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to live with himself unless he found a way to pay them back for the clothes. His stomach grumbled. He hoped that they would offer him any food. He had been in debt his whole life and he didn't want to be given charity.

            Jon threw on the new clothes so that he would seem ungrateful. He really liked the idea of new clothes. While he normally snuck into motels to take a shower every once in a while, it had been a good two years since he had last gotten himself some new clothes.

            It was nearly five when he made his way through the institute without being seen by the other students who were roaming the halls. He walked into The Professor's office and reappeared against the bookshelf.

            "What's up Professor," he asked.

            The Professor looked up in surprise at Jon who was standing against the wall. He had several papers lying out on his desk that he had been working on.

            "Just so you know, your supposed to knock before entering someone's room unexpectedly," The Professor said.

            "And miss the look on your face when I finally show up," Jon grinned mischievously.

            "Could you please close the door." The professor requested. Jon complied and Xavier asked, "Are you finally ready to tell me what you want?"

            "Yes." Jon said, there was no nervousness in him now.

            "Then what is it?"

            "I would like you to help my sister remember me."

            Professor X was startled. "What do you mean?"

            Jon sighed. "I don't know what happened, but I know something did happen," he began. "I always knew that my sister deserved a better life than the one I had so I made her promise that if she was ever picked up by the cops she wouldn't run. I figured that would be the best, the cops would take her to an orphanage where she could be adopted. It finally happened one day and I followed the cop car. I just wanted to see her off, ya know, make sure that she'd go to a good orphanage. Well, the cop car didn't go to any orphanages, it went somewhere else but I can't remember where. I know the cops did something to her and I know they found out I had been following them so they did something to me too. I just can't remember what. So I figured they did something to make us forget, more so to her than to me. I don't know why they didn't make me forget her, but they made her forget me. I was hoping that perhaps you could do something to help reverse what they did."

            The Professor was silent for a couple minutes debating what this truly meant. He knew that those weren't real policemen if they did what Jon said they did. But if they weren't, then who were they?

            "Jonathan," he said, "would you please allow me to go into you memories. I know that I messed up last time but I want to try to find out whether or not that memory is real or your subconscious made it up, or if it was a dream."

            "Look Professor, I'm sure that it was real. But because I really want you to do this for me I will allow you to take a look at that memory. Just don't do what you did last time."

            "I won't," The Professor promised.

            Once again Professor X put his hands on both sides of his head and went in.

            Jon was standing on the sidewalk against the corner of a building. It had been about a year since Jon and his sister had been left on the streets to fend for themselves. Jon was still wearing the same thing but his sister had on a new pair of jeans and I new shirt. Jon's skills had increased and he was even more capable of hiding himself from the world.

            He looked down the street grimly as he saw two police officers talking to his sister. They couldn't see him so he knew he was safe. His sister turned and looked towards him. He forced himself to stand brave and strong. He held back the tears and nodded to her. She turned and walked with the cops to their car. She stepped into the back seat as the other two got into the front. She turned around as the car started going and gave a little wave.

            Jon couldn't contain himself any more. He ran after the car making sure to stay along the wall. The car was not moving very fast due to traffic so it was easy for Jon to keep up. His sister was no longer turned around and therefore didn't see him following behind. He followed the car at a steady pace for about ten minutes. After that it turned onto a side road and picked up speed. That's when the memory started getting hazy. Professor Xavier focused even more on the memory. This part of it seemed to have been buried. Xavier could think of no reason for only half of a memory to be buried like that. He uncovered it though after exerting a little force and the whole memory was clear again.

            Right after pulling off the main road the car stopped. Jon knew this road as the road that led to the docks. He could see a small window raise in the middle of the cop car dividing its passenger and the driver. Jon knew that normal cop cars didn't have a window like that. Suddenly the back of the car filled with some kind of gas. Jon saw his sister's body go limp in the seat. He did his best to contain himself knowing that it would be no good if he got caught as well. Suddenly the one cop changed his appearance and turned into a blue skinned woman in some weird dress. The other cop took off his hat and Xavier finally got a good look at his face. It was Mystique and Sabertooth!

            The car continued to drive and Jon followed it to an abandoned warehouse. There Kitty's limp body was put into a chair and a man that Charles identified as Mastermind stepped forward. Magneto showed up behind him and told him what to do. Jon jumped out of his hiding place and ran at Mastermind. And that was it, that's where the memory ended.

            "I remember everything again," The Professor heard Jon say though it could not be discerned as to whether he was glad or sad.

            Professor X was very disturbed. This was not good. What else could Magneto has done without the Professors knowledge? Xavier sat there quietly dwelling on these things.

            After a moment Jon interrupted the silence. "Well?" he asked.

            "Well what?" Xavier asked totally forgetting everything.

            "Can you help Kitty remember?"

            "It will be very hard and you will have to help. You felt the strain that I had to exert to help you uncover your half-buried memory. If I can find that memory in Kitty it will be completely buried and I'll have to exert twice as much force. You know Kitty's rather delicate."

            "Yeah, I know, just try. That's all I'm asking."

            "I will."

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Was this chapter better than the last? Please tell me either way. I'll continue to try to get the chapters up as quickly as I have but I can't guarantee it. Sorry. Also, please remember that I have only seen X-men: Evolution, so if I'm ever missing anything I'm sorry. And I realize that the majority of this chapter was between Professor X and Jon but the others will find out about Jon soon. And hopefully Jon won't get into any more fights with LoganJ. Until next time!