H.O.Me: A story of Family

By Xenomorph666

"Aliens" is © Century Fox Production I do not own it

X-Men: Evolution and its respective characters are © Marvel, Again I do not own them (But I sure as hell wish I did)

Summary:  After meeting Evan, HOMe is taken back to the manor by a very thankful Spyke.

A.N.:  Um, I need some help understanding the lingo of this place… Anyone want to help?  Also Italics are for private thoughts.

Chapter 11

Charades in the dark

HOMe was holding his shoulder while he followed Evan, trying to stop the steady flow of blood that was pouring out of his wound.  For some reason it had not started to heal and this worried HOMe to the core, if his wound could not heal then he could very easily bleed to death or worse.  His thoughts betrayed him as he fell behind his newest friend.

"Hey, are you all right?"  Evan asked running to HOMe's side catching him just as he collapsed.  His blood spattered onto Evan's boney armor burning through and causing him to wince in pain.  HOMe tried to jerk away but he found that he was too tired, and he slipped into a deep dark unconscious state, his nightmares returning once more.

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Evan watched helplessly as the strange creature fell to the ground almost lifeless.  He didn't know what to do.  Then a thought occurred to him, call the Professor he could help.  With out delay the young man found a sewer grate and leapt out.   Thankfully the street he chose was abandoned, so he scanned the around looking for a phone.  He found one not to far away and dug into his pocket for some change.  He popped the money in and dialed the mansion's number.  The phone rang with no answer. 

"Come on…" the young man almost screamed into the phone.  Finally someone answered.

"Like, Hello.  Xavier Institute." The familiar voice of Kitty Pryde said over the phone.

"Kitty, its Evan, listen there's no time to talk there's a creature here that's bleeding pretty badly it says it knows you guys.  Hello, Kitty, KITTY!"  Evan heard the phone drop and then he heard sobbing.  "KITTY, KITTY LISTEN TO ME IF YOU DON'T GET HELP IT'S GOING TO DIE!" he yelled into the receiver.  He heard the phone lift up and another voice come over.

"Alright Porcupine, we got the message.  Just tell us where you are we'll be right there." Logan said over the fun trying to act calm, but Evan heard a waver of slight panic in the adult's voice, like he had been through a similar situation.  Evan gave the directions and then went to dragging the unconscious xenomorph from the sewer.  His blood had already eaten away at the lining. 

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When HOMe arrived at the newly furnished infirmary the first thought that ran through Hank McCoy's head was that of a loyal servant fighting off enemies and protecting his master.  All from a book he had just read.  Then he saw how much blood HOMe had lost and the only thought in his head was how to replace it.  At first he thought of synthesizing a form of plasma, but that would most likely dissolve anything it touched.  He looked at his patient who had just recovered from his malnourishment and sighed.  He had no answers, how was he going to tell Kitty that her friend most likely wouldn't survive.

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Kitty Pryde sat outside the infirmary waiting for answers, any answers.  She was beginning to think about phasing through the walls just to see him when both Lance and Evan showed up.  Lance simply sat next to her and placed his arm around her trying to comfort her.  Evan leaned against wall thinking about how he could possibly help. 

IF it's blood is an acid maybe Dr. McCoy could think of something.  That thought was shot down when Hank entered the hallway with a grim look on his face and shook his head.  Kitty could only stare in shock as the tears in her eyes overflowed.  Lance grabbed her and held her close.   Evan still was trying to think of some thing. Acid, acid, acid, acid, ACID!  The idea popped into his head like a firework exploding.

"Cybelle…" he said as he ran off towards the sewers.  He would bring back some form of hope.  After all HOMe had risked his life simply to find him. 

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Evan arrived in the Morlock home well after midnight; Cybelle, Callisto and Façade were still awake.  He walked up to there table without any other thought in his mind.  Callisto looked at him with a look of curiosity.

"What is it Evan?" she asked sipping at some hot water, luxury down in the sewers.

"I need Cybelle's help." Was his cold reply, as he looked at her.

"Callisto looked at him even more curious now.  "Why?"

"A friend who has acid for blood, I think the acid from Cybelle's hands might help him."

"Why should we help a topsider?" Callisto said going back to her water.

"He saved my life."

Callisto was about to protest when Cybelle rose from her seat and nodded to Evan.  She was going to help.  Callisto just stared at her cup and let the two leave, she had no doubt they would return.

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With the help of Cybelle's acid pores Hank made one very astonishing discovery, both types of acid were not only similar they were chemically IDENTICAL.  They had found their match and though it would take weeks of healing everyone in the mansion started to smile a little more.  Except for Scott who was now in charge of cleaning the X-Jet for trying to throw a party based around HOMe dying.  When HOMe was well enough to communicate he told the Professor of the large creature that had attacked him and Evan.

~Are you sure it was one of your kind HOMe? ~ The professor had gotten used to speaking with HOMe telepathically over the last few months.

~HOMe know his kind, but this kind is different. ~

~How so? ~

~It bigger and meaner. But it not bleed death.  HOMe afraid of new kind. ~