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:  Little more coverage on Artisan (X23) and her being welcomed.

A.N.: … Forge meets Artisan, and an unusual pairing is made….

Chapter 15

Meet the Life-Givers

Artisan woke up the next morning to sounds she was definitely unfamiliar to.  She heard two girls arguing, to her it was obvious it was Rogue and Kitty, she just rolled over in her bed.  The thought of it comforting her, it was "her" bed it belonged to her.  She curled up and fell back to sleep, it wasn't long though before that sleep was interrupted by a knocking at her door.  She rolled her eyes as she got up and opened the door.  If it was that Pyro freak again she planned on planting her knee into his scrotum.  Instead it was Kurt, with his holo-inducer on.

"Oh, what do you want, fur ball?" she said crossing her arms and leaning against the frame of the door.  Kurt looked a little confused before he spoke.

"Vell, I just vanted to velcome you to our humble home." He said playfully scratching the back of his head.  Artisan just raised an eyebrow, the look reminded him to much of Logan.  "Vell, Logan vanted me to tell you that you von't be going to school, he hired a private tutor to help you with your people skills."

Artisan glared, she felt the urge to rip the blue ones head off rising,  Then she heard a hiss above her and looked up at the ceiling then back at Kurt hoping for an answer.

"Oh, that's just HOMe, you meet him already didn't you?  Vell don't worry, he just does that to let others know he doesn't like ze vibes."

"Vibes?"

"He has a form of empathy, so you should really try to keep your anger in check.  It makes him antsy."

Artisan's eyes popped wide as she swung a fist towards the holographicaly camouflaged mutant. Her fist was about to connect when two things happened, one Kurt vanished in a puss of sulfurous smoke and she felt her legs fly out from under her.  When she landed she felt someone jump over her and land in front of her, it was HOMe.

~No fight. ~ he said as he again leapt this time to the ceiling.

She propped herself up to her feet and noticed that one of the younger X-Men was staring at her.  She snarled at him and slammed her door shut behind her as she entered her room.

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An hour later the human genius known to the X-Men as Forge was waiting in the common room for his newest pupil.  Logan had called her his daughter, but from what he had learned about the enigmatic grouch he knew that that wasn't the whole truth, but he didn't care as it got him out of his basement and into the X-Mansion.  He waited patiently for another fifteen minutes before he heard a skittering above him.  He looked up and expectantly saw HOMe.  When they had first met Forge thought of HOMe as an interesting find worthy of the largest scientific facility ever, but as he got to know him he became good friend with the lovable alien and even made a few things to help him out.

"Hey HOMe, know where my student is?" he asked now looking back at his books.

~Artisan-Queen getting dressed. ~ Forge smiled to himself, for a long time everyone thought that HOMe purposely added the "Queen", "King" and "Friend" endings to their names, but Forge had helped Hank learn that instead it was an association made by HOMe.  If you were a friend you were called such, King and Queen being the greatest of his friends. 

Forge's thought's were interrupted by a young girl who stood in the doorway.  He looked up and his jaw dropped.  He couldn't believe that this girl was related to Logan, her beauty was astounding and paralyzing at that.

"Are you here to tech me all about 'culture'?" she asked sweetly.

"Uh, um.  No, I'm here to tutor you on your world History.  Logan thought this HYDRA group may have given you the wrong idea about the world."

Artisan's expression and tone changed dramatically, "That would be putting it lightly."

Forge gulped, he could tell that he was in deep trouble if he said the wrong thing.  He grabbed a piece of paper that had several questions on it and proceeded to question her in a monotone voice.

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Another hour later Artisan, was beginning to get bored of Forge's constant blabbing, she was even considering ripping his throat out.  But it'd be a shame to see the look on those beautiful eyes, she caught her thoughts and was very surprised by them, this new emotion confused her a lot.  She looked up at the bookshelf where HOMe had been resting, apparently he had been watching them both very closely since the lesson started, she wondered why.

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HOMe was not pleased by the presence of the new pheromones in the air.  They were attraction pheromones, and he knew what that would lead to if the two teenagers were left unchecked, and with Logan in the Danger Room for the day he was the only one besides Ororo and The Professor who could keep an eye one them.  He watched at first at how the pheromones were only lightly scattered about the air, but now they were blocking out the normal pheromones, and that was just Artisan!  If he didn't know any better he could have sworn she was in heat.  Of course he wouldn't make a move until Forge did, so it took him by surprise when Artisan got out of her chair and grabbed Forge giving him a deep long kiss, then left.  Forge turned to HOMe and simply smiled.  Great, HOMe thought to himself, MORE wild hormones… just what every house needs!