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MorriganFearn: Thank you, and I'm glad you're enjoying the story. I understand your quibble, as Ray and Sam are probably that age, but please just bare with me on there ages for this. But a lot of the recruits seemed too young in the show, instead of being around the same ages as the other X-men. Paige is in this chapter, but you'll have to wait and find out if she joins her brother. And the Hellions? They might be in it, but I'm not sure yet.

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Samuel Guthrie was never one to complain. He had learned to deal with everything around him. The big family, the lack of friends, the coal mining, but there was something that always made him feel gloomy.

He was different.

It wasn't in just a small way either. No, he could do something nobody else he knew could do. It was almost like flying, except that he couldn't always control himself. If he ever crashed into anything while he "flew", Sam would end up feeling a little disoriented. That was all. But whatever he crashed into usually was demolished on impact.

Thankfully he hadn't hurt anyone.

All it took was a little push, and Sam would be sailing through the air like a cannonball, powerful and dangerous. It strained him to stop himself in mid air, but it was better their being stopped by a large tree or wall or the ground.

So Sam had to be careful around his younger brothers and sisters. He also had to keep himself under control at the mines. It would be even worse if he went off inside there, and would probably cause a cave in.

Sam didn't really know anybody he worked with, as he was the youngest there. But he didn't want to hurt anyone.

The only person he'd explained his strange phenomenon to was his oldest younger sister, Paige. And that was only because she was different too.

So it was now that Sam found himself in deep thought, standing around a bunch of men who had already started working.

It was dark in the mines, only lit up with small lights set on rocks and walls. There were no rays from the sun that would reach the men in the mines. The only way Sam could keep a tan was from working outside around his house, when he wasn't resting or in the mines. It was usually very hot out when he worked outside, so he worked shirtless. But thankfully he learned when to find shade, because if he ever got sunburned for working in the hot hours of the day, it would be hard to rest. And if he could rest well, the mining would be even more of a nightmare. As of now, he'd been able to get through all of his sessions in the dirty and crowded mine without complaining or taking a break.

A few good things had come out of the mine working though. Sam had become stronger and more muscular, which made his work around the farm considerably easier. And with money he got, he could support his family adequately, and even save a little for himself.

For the pros there were cons. Every night he came home, he had to take a very long shower. Sometimes it wasn't a problem, unless his five younger siblings hadn't taken there's. Paige on the other hand didn't mind at all. She was just glad her brother was home safe.

Sam mostly tried to wash his own extremely dirty clothes, since his mom was busy with all her other children's. But sometime his clothes were just too grimy to clean or they were torn and ripped. The mining was a tough job, but Sam knew he had to do it.

As the Guthrie's oldest offspring looked down at his watch, he sighed deeply. It was only four pm, which meant he still had three hours left of work.

Behind him, and argument had started up. To older guys were bickering about something instead of doing there work. Sam tried to ignore it, until a few more people started to join in. Some pushing had started, as things heat up.

As Sam turned around, one of the guys was slugged in the jaw, sending him into a backwards stumble. Two men grabbed the guy who had thrown the punch, trying to restrain him. But in less than a minute, it was a brawl of seven men.

Sam knew this could only cause trouble. The teenager could handle himself, so he decided to play referee and end the fight.

"Hey, knock it off guys!!" Sam protested, moving up towards the men who were all at least ten years older than them. He wasn't the least bit scared of them, since he was just as tall and just as strong.

"Back off, Guthrie!" The man next to Sam ordered, shoving him in the chest. Sam held his ground, but as another guy tried to punch the man next to Sam, he ducked. However, the fist caught Sam in the jaw.

His powers activated because of the blow, and sent him flying backwards in his cannonball like form. A thermal kinetic shield formed around him as the he smashed through a rocky wall. He decimated the wall and sent chunks of rock in a scatter. As he plunged to the ground after smashing through another wall, Sam's shield disappeared, leaving him to roll along the ground. Even though he had stopped his catapulting, the momentum had dragged him too much.

As Sam skidded to a halt along the ground, the walls around were shuddering, unable to hold the rocky ceiling above without the support of the two demolished walls. Back down toward the group of men, they started to freak out.

A few men bolted away, screaming about a cave in and trying to warn the others. The rest of the men looked hesitantly around, and ran over toward Sam. But part of the ceiling collapsed, causing an avalanche of rocks to separate Sam from the rest of the group. The pile of rocks trapped him against another rocky wall.

Beyond the rocks, the rest of the ceiling started to break apart. The men realized that they couldn't reach Sam, and then retreated. Everyone who had watched Sam slam through two walls had easily forgotten it as they were too focused on the dire situation.

"Please let no one be hurt, please let no one be hurt." Sam repeated to himself aloud, hoping that all the men had made it out. A moment later, it seemed the cave in had ceased.

Sam pushed himself up, wincing in pain, and slid back against the rocky wall. His T-shirt was torn up in different places, revealing slashes from the rocky ground. His shoulder was aching, and there was a short gash along his leg, as well as one up his arm. Sam's face was clouded in dirt, as was his clothes, arms, and chest.

Trying to stay calm, Sam closed his eyes and thought up a way to get out. He could blast through the rocks that trapped him, but his slightly uncontrollable propulsion might the whole mine top completely cave in. But maybe everyone was already out and safe. If he was the only one, he could just blast right out of the mine, slamming right through any rocks that got in his way. But Sam wasn't sure.

As he was deep thought, something sliced through the rocky ceiling just outside of Sam's rocky prison. A chunk of rock dropped onto the ground. But the whole mine started to shake again, on the verge of collapsing.

But then it stopped. A second later, someone dropped onto the ground on the other side of the rock pile. Oddly, Sam felt a strong breeze blow through, washing over him. But then a lightning bolt came out of nowhere it destroyed a rock. Then another. Then another. Until there was only a small heap of rubble in front of Sam, as well as a tall woman dressed in some uniform. Her snow colored hair was blowing in an uncommon wind, as electricity disappeared from her eyes.

Sam didn't know what to say at first.

"Who are you?" He blurted in a whisper.

"A friend," the woman replied with a soft voice that clamed Sam. "Now let's get out of here before this place crumbles."

Sam took the woman's outstretched hand as she helped him up. A ping of pain jolted in Sam's leg as he stood on it, but his determination to escape helped him abide with it.

Just as Sam and the woman had walked a few paces to a hole in the ceiling, a man fell through, landing on the ground with an angry grunt and a cloud of dirt.

A large boulder dropped onto the hole and sealed it off, as it seemed the man had been trying to hold the boulder away. Large cracks shot through the ceiling and walls, as the mine began to shudder again. The ceiling was about to give away.

Acting quickly, Sam ran forward, put his arm around the waist of the woman and the man, and catapulted off the ground. His automatic shield protected the three from getting hit by any debris, as Sam plowed through wall after wall. The ceiling caved in behind him. All he had to do was just keep from getting buried.

He plowed through rock after rock, until finally the last wall was broken through, and he escaped into the fresh air and blue sky. The mine caved in again, and broke apart after a cloud of dirt and dust shot out of the entrance. Sam glanced back to make sure everyone else had gotten out of the mine. Everything seemed okay.

But then the guilt hit Sam hard.

Causally dropping his two passengers onto their feet, Sam tried to slow himself down as well. But he ended up rolling along the ground. Luckily the man grabbed Sam's arm before he continued to topple down a long hill. The man lifted Sam up by his arm, until the younger man was on his feet.

"You Samuel Guthrie?" The man asked him. He was shorter than Sam but stocky and mean looking. He had an odd smile on his face though.

"Yes sir, Ah'm Sam," replied the country boy.

"Come with us child, we need to patch you up," the woman suggested calmly, indicating the gashes along Sam's leg and arm, as well as the slashes on his abs, chest, and face.

Sam didn't argue of course, and followed the woman as she walked off in another direction. He had no idea where she was going, but the woman seemed to know exactly.

"How far away do you live?" The man behind Sam asked gruffly.

"Bout a mile east of here." He replied causally. But he had no idea why this man wanted to know. He and the woman looked like they wanted to help though.

As the three came upon an advanced looking jet perched behind some trees, Sam asked a question that had been bugging him since he'd met these strange people.

"If you don't mind me asking, who are y'all?"

"We're like you," the woman answered sweetly yet seriously. "You have special talents, as do we. We come to you representing a place that can teach you to control your gifts and learn to use them for good purposes."

"And you want me to join?" Sam asked, figuring that's what these people were here for."

"Yeah, bub. If you think you can handle it." The man remarked with a smirk.

"Logan," the woman protested. "Of course you can handle it Samuel. And there are others your age there, with powers too. I'm sure it will help you greatly."

Sam smiled at that, but as he remembered all the trouble his powers had caused, and the fact that his family who have trouble without him to help, he had to decline.

"Ah, Ah don't think I can go."

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At the Guthrie farm, an hour later, Sam was in his room packing quickly. He grabbed all of his clothes, as well as pictures of all his siblings and his parents. There wasn't a whole lot else to take.

His parents had surprised him with a money jar that they had been saving money in. They told him sooner or later he would have to follow his own dreams, and that they could support themselves with their saved money until all their children could get jobs. Paige herself had only recently applied for a job. All Sam's siblings had become sad, but they were glad he was going to get to do something he really wanted to do.

A knock on the door behind Sam caused him to turn around. The door opened slowly, and Paige stepped in.

"Sorry if Ah'm interrupting you're packing, Sam." She apologized immediately with a little frown.

"Nah, you ain't, sis. Ah was just finishing up." Sam replied, not wanting his sister to get worked up about it. He stared into his mirror, and looked at his bare upper body as well as his face to make sure he'd cleaned away all the dirt. He didn't even want to bother with his hair.

"Ah'm really gonna miss you." Paige muttered, gazing at Sam with tears in her eyes. Sam embraced her in a hug, as she started to cry. Her cool tears ran down his chest, as Sam started to feel even more regretful.

"But don't forget, soon enough you'll be able to join me at this institute place. Maybe in a year or so. Ah'm sure mom and dad will let you go. Don't forget to write me, okay?"

Paige nodded bleakly, as she dried her eyes. Sam slipped on a T-shirt, and then zipped up his suitcase.

Sam kissed her on the forehead, and moved out of his room with her. They rejoined the whole Guthrie family outside at the front of the house.

The man and the woman had been introduced as Logan and Ororo, and they were instructors at a school for kids like Sam, who they called mutants. The whole family was surprised to hear about Sam's mutant powers, all except Paige. The family still did not know that they had two mutants, but Paige had told Sam she'd reveal herself soon enough.

Sam moved into the jet with Logan and Ororo, as he waved to his family. They all waved back exuberantly, but they were all sad to see him go.

This new life scared Sam, as he knew nothing of it. But to be around people like him, it made it all the more appealing. Even though Sam was going to miss the Kentucky lands, he was exited about his stay at his new home.

It was a new start for Samuel Guthrie.

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A/N: I think in the comics of X-men TAS Sam was a coal miner or something, so I tried to stick with it here. His sister Paige is actually a mutant codenamed Husk in the comics, with a unique power to peel off her skin and reveal any number of "skins" beneath it. She may or may not join Sam with the X-men soon. Next up his Ray. And then Amara, Jamie, Rahne, Tabitha, and finally Roberto. And the the plot will start up. Please review!