A/N: And the slightly revised version of this chapter...

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men Evolution in any way, shape or form. I do own Devon, so please ask before using him (yeah, like anyone wants to use my original character).

Devon looked at the bald guy. What was he, stupid? How could he possibly know! The bald guy said, " My name is Professor Charles Xavier; I wish to help you with your gift."

Devon nodded. "Oh I get it, you're a mutant too, aren't you."

"Yes, Devon, I'm telepathic. I run a school for mutants designed to train them to control their powers."

"Well, it can't be much worse than living here with a mother who's in the Friends of Humanity and virtually worships Graydon Creed. I'll go with you."

"Good, because your mother just signed you over to the school."

"What?!"

"Apparently your continued presence here would result in her removal from the FOH."

"How'd she find out?!"

"Graydon Creed's little speech at the school was broadcast all over the state."

"Shit."

"Yes, quite."

"I guess I have to go with you then."

"Correct. The van is right outside."

Logan grinned. This was to easy! Apparently, Scott had forgotten all he had been taught about setting up a training session. Sure, Logan had specified that it should be a fairly straightforward program, but this…this was ridiculous. Logan moved forward. He was in a forest surrounded by trees. The flag he had to grab was about twenty yards to the front of him. Just how many obstacles could Scott hide in twenty yards? Logan decided to find out. As he slowly crept forward, he stepped over an obvious tripwire, thought about it, then moved back and kicked it, just to see what would happen. Up in the observation box, Scott laughed. He'd known Logan wouldn't be able to resist fighting whatever had been set up for him. As Logan stood there, a speaker hidden in one of the trees near Logan's head opened up. A high-pitched screech came from the speaker, too high for the normal human ear to detect, but well within Logan's range.

Still hurt like hell.

Logan would've laughed, but his head was splitting with pain. His mind fogged slightly with the pain, he didn't even manage to dodge the accursed rigged tree as its next action was completed. Basically, it fell on him.

He groaned. That was the second time he had ever failed a session in the danger room. The first failure had been his first try. After that, it had always been too easy. Scott came down into the danger room. Logan looked up from where the metal pole, formerly disguised as a tree by a hologram similar to the one worn by Kurt, and grimaced. "That was smart. Cater too an enemy's weakness..." He paused. "Wouldn't work a second time."

"I know," Scott grinned, "I just couldn't resist the opportunity to win for once."

Logan sat quiet for a second the said, "What the hell are we doing just sitting here! Help me out from under this stupid pole!"

As Scott helped Logan up, he heard the Professor summon them.

'Scott, Logan, there is a new mutant I want you two to meet.'