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Summary- Well now the X-Men get to learn about those teens that died, and we get to learn more about how they died. Enjoy! Chapters will get better, I promise. R&R!
Author's Note- I picture Evolution being around 1999-2002 so let's say it's 2002.
Chapter Two- Some Information
The adults were the last ones to stop eating. All the others kept throwing glances at the professor, who seemed to be the one taking the most time.
At last, the professor set down his fork and knife.
"New Recruits, I want you clean up your plates and go down to the library or someplace quiet to do your homework," he said.
Bobby smirked and tilted back on his chair. "I don't have any."
The Professor raised an eyebrow. "Really?" he asked.
Bobby nodded his head. The Professor just kept on staring at him.
Bobby quickly started fidgeting uncomfortably. "Umm, umm, umm"
"I suggest you clean your plate and do your homework, Bobby. I'm a telepath, you can't get out of things that easily."
"Yessir," he muttered, looking at his plate. He turned to the older students.
"X-Men, meet me in my office in ten minutes," he said and backed his wheel chair away from the table and left. The New Recruits grumbled and followed him out of the kitchen.
"So, what do you think about this news?" asked Jean, who was drying dishes. Scott went to help her.
"I don't know," he said taking the dry dish from her and putting it in one of the cabinets.
"It's horrible," whispered Kitty. "Three teenage mutant boys died. It was, like, really sad."
"How do ya know this?" asked Rogue who blew a strand of her white bangs irritably out of her face. It just went back to the exact same spot as before.
"I saw it when I, like, right before breakfast," she said. "The Professor just turned it off when I asked him."
"So, tell us what ya know," urged the native Mississippian. "But that is all I know," sighed Kitty.
"We better get going to the office soon," interrupted Jean who was drying the last glass, "The Professor is expecting us."
Scott took the glass out of her hand and set it gently on the counter. Putting his arm around Jean's shoulders, he quietly led the way out. The others quickly followed them.
* * *
They were all gathered outside the door and just as Kurt was about to knock on the door they heard the Professor say, "Come in."
"Wish you wouldn't do that, Prof," muttered Evan as he sprawled himself on the right corner of the sofa.
"My apologies, Evan," the Professor gave him a small smile.
"Move ovah, ya lump," snapped Rogue as she shoved Evan's legs off the couch. Evan just gave her an annoyed look.
"X-Men, as you might of heard today," the Professor began, "is that three mutants died Monday. I found this highly suspicious so I looked into it.
"I have discovered on Cerebro, that there was a strange sort of power at around the same area the boys lived. It didn't give me much, but it is a start."
"So, what kind of powers are we dealing with?" asked Scott eagerly. Maybe they could recruit this mutant?
"Dangerous ones," the Professor explained. "This mutant seems to have a sort of telepathy, but they use it in a whole different way. It seems they can enter the sleep of a mutant. This is all I know. The victims actually lived roughly ten miles from here, and I do not feel entirely safe with that information."
"Do you have any information, Professor?" asked Jean, keen to learn more.
He sighed. "I have copied files I have found on the young mutants. I even have their powers."
He nodded to Beast and the blue, hairy, mutant genius handed Scott a manilla folder.
Scott took the folder and looked at the papers inside. Jean was reading over his shoulder and Kurt teleported on the back of the couch and peered at it.
Inside it said:
Name: Jeremy Michael Herring
Parents: Keith, 50 and Diane, 47, Herring
Siblings: Danielle Herring, 12
Eye: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Height: 5' 11" (Five-foot eleven inches)
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Date of Birth: January 13, 1986
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
With Jeremy Herring's file came a picture of him alive, and a picture of his corpse. Jeremy had a well-built frame (he probably played football). The dead picture of him showed that his skin had turned blue.
Scott took Jeremy's file and passed it to Kitty and Rogue. He looked at the next one.
Name: Chet Adam Dobson
Parents: James, 49 and Theresa, 50, Dobson
Siblings: Bryn, 19 and Matthew, 20, Dobson
Eye: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Height: 6' 2" (Six-foot two inches)
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Date of Birth: April 15, 1986
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
He too, was good looking, even more so that Jeremy Herring, although in the school picture there seemed to be a scar just above his eye. In the second picture, he was also blue. They looked at the last one, passing this one to Rogue and Kitty.
Name: Raymond James Dunburg
Parents: Harry, 47 and Mary, 47, Dunburg
Siblings: John, 18, and Christopher, 13, Dunburg
Eye: Brown
Hair: Dark brown
Height: 6' 0" (Six-foot)
Ethnicity: African-American
Date of Birth: October 11, 1985
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
He looked happy in his picture too. He was also blue in the other picture.
"Vhat vere their powers?" asked Kurt sadly after looking at the files and pictures.
"Mr. Herring here," exclaimed Beast, "Seemed to be have invisiblily power. His sister said so after we questioned her."
"You questioned her?" asked Jean incredulously.
"We told her that we think mutants are a target to this, and that we needed information to avoid things like this," said Storm gently.
"The others, Teach?" said Evan pointedly.
"Mr. Dobson," Beast sighed, "had the ability to control water. It was at his house that they died at. And Mr. Dunburg could control others' movements. His brother claimed he saw him make squirrels tap-dance."
"That's so sad," said Kitty quietly. "They were only, like, sixteen."
"Yes, and let's hope this doesn't happen again, or at least anytime soon," said the Professor, and he gave them a very pointed look. "Now, that's all we have. If we learn more we will tell you. If this does happen again, we might have to inform the Brotherhood, so they are aware that they might be in danger."
Evan snorted, "Who cares? No one's going to miss Pietro anyways. Everybody hates him."
"And Alvers," Scott added, Kitty scowled at him.
"You are quite wrong, boys," said the Professor sternly, "Wanda Maximoff cares very deeply for her brother, even before her memory was fixed. She only thought she hated him. And be careful what you say about Lance, Scott, some people do like him." He looked at Kitty.
"I think you should do what you normally do on Friday nights," Storm added, "Go to the movies, the mall, but just remember that curfew is at 11:00."
They all nodded and got up to go to the door and just as Scott put his hand on the knob, Logan growled, "And tell Bobby he's got extra Danger Room sessions for eavesdropping."
And Scott opened the door to find a very nervous looking Bobby, a.k.a Iceman, standing just outside of the doorway.
"Uhh," he said hesitantly, "Hi, guys."
* * *
A/N: Hey, so what do you think about this chapter? Next one will be up soon! R&R!
Summary- Well now the X-Men get to learn about those teens that died, and we get to learn more about how they died. Enjoy! Chapters will get better, I promise. R&R!
Author's Note- I picture Evolution being around 1999-2002 so let's say it's 2002.
Chapter Two- Some Information
The adults were the last ones to stop eating. All the others kept throwing glances at the professor, who seemed to be the one taking the most time.
At last, the professor set down his fork and knife.
"New Recruits, I want you clean up your plates and go down to the library or someplace quiet to do your homework," he said.
Bobby smirked and tilted back on his chair. "I don't have any."
The Professor raised an eyebrow. "Really?" he asked.
Bobby nodded his head. The Professor just kept on staring at him.
Bobby quickly started fidgeting uncomfortably. "Umm, umm, umm"
"I suggest you clean your plate and do your homework, Bobby. I'm a telepath, you can't get out of things that easily."
"Yessir," he muttered, looking at his plate. He turned to the older students.
"X-Men, meet me in my office in ten minutes," he said and backed his wheel chair away from the table and left. The New Recruits grumbled and followed him out of the kitchen.
"So, what do you think about this news?" asked Jean, who was drying dishes. Scott went to help her.
"I don't know," he said taking the dry dish from her and putting it in one of the cabinets.
"It's horrible," whispered Kitty. "Three teenage mutant boys died. It was, like, really sad."
"How do ya know this?" asked Rogue who blew a strand of her white bangs irritably out of her face. It just went back to the exact same spot as before.
"I saw it when I, like, right before breakfast," she said. "The Professor just turned it off when I asked him."
"So, tell us what ya know," urged the native Mississippian. "But that is all I know," sighed Kitty.
"We better get going to the office soon," interrupted Jean who was drying the last glass, "The Professor is expecting us."
Scott took the glass out of her hand and set it gently on the counter. Putting his arm around Jean's shoulders, he quietly led the way out. The others quickly followed them.
* * *
They were all gathered outside the door and just as Kurt was about to knock on the door they heard the Professor say, "Come in."
"Wish you wouldn't do that, Prof," muttered Evan as he sprawled himself on the right corner of the sofa.
"My apologies, Evan," the Professor gave him a small smile.
"Move ovah, ya lump," snapped Rogue as she shoved Evan's legs off the couch. Evan just gave her an annoyed look.
"X-Men, as you might of heard today," the Professor began, "is that three mutants died Monday. I found this highly suspicious so I looked into it.
"I have discovered on Cerebro, that there was a strange sort of power at around the same area the boys lived. It didn't give me much, but it is a start."
"So, what kind of powers are we dealing with?" asked Scott eagerly. Maybe they could recruit this mutant?
"Dangerous ones," the Professor explained. "This mutant seems to have a sort of telepathy, but they use it in a whole different way. It seems they can enter the sleep of a mutant. This is all I know. The victims actually lived roughly ten miles from here, and I do not feel entirely safe with that information."
"Do you have any information, Professor?" asked Jean, keen to learn more.
He sighed. "I have copied files I have found on the young mutants. I even have their powers."
He nodded to Beast and the blue, hairy, mutant genius handed Scott a manilla folder.
Scott took the folder and looked at the papers inside. Jean was reading over his shoulder and Kurt teleported on the back of the couch and peered at it.
Inside it said:
Name: Jeremy Michael Herring
Parents: Keith, 50 and Diane, 47, Herring
Siblings: Danielle Herring, 12
Eye: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Height: 5' 11" (Five-foot eleven inches)
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Date of Birth: January 13, 1986
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
With Jeremy Herring's file came a picture of him alive, and a picture of his corpse. Jeremy had a well-built frame (he probably played football). The dead picture of him showed that his skin had turned blue.
Scott took Jeremy's file and passed it to Kitty and Rogue. He looked at the next one.
Name: Chet Adam Dobson
Parents: James, 49 and Theresa, 50, Dobson
Siblings: Bryn, 19 and Matthew, 20, Dobson
Eye: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Height: 6' 2" (Six-foot two inches)
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Date of Birth: April 15, 1986
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
He too, was good looking, even more so that Jeremy Herring, although in the school picture there seemed to be a scar just above his eye. In the second picture, he was also blue. They looked at the last one, passing this one to Rogue and Kitty.
Name: Raymond James Dunburg
Parents: Harry, 47 and Mary, 47, Dunburg
Siblings: John, 18, and Christopher, 13, Dunburg
Eye: Brown
Hair: Dark brown
Height: 6' 0" (Six-foot)
Ethnicity: African-American
Date of Birth: October 11, 1985
Date of Death: May 17, 2002
He looked happy in his picture too. He was also blue in the other picture.
"Vhat vere their powers?" asked Kurt sadly after looking at the files and pictures.
"Mr. Herring here," exclaimed Beast, "Seemed to be have invisiblily power. His sister said so after we questioned her."
"You questioned her?" asked Jean incredulously.
"We told her that we think mutants are a target to this, and that we needed information to avoid things like this," said Storm gently.
"The others, Teach?" said Evan pointedly.
"Mr. Dobson," Beast sighed, "had the ability to control water. It was at his house that they died at. And Mr. Dunburg could control others' movements. His brother claimed he saw him make squirrels tap-dance."
"That's so sad," said Kitty quietly. "They were only, like, sixteen."
"Yes, and let's hope this doesn't happen again, or at least anytime soon," said the Professor, and he gave them a very pointed look. "Now, that's all we have. If we learn more we will tell you. If this does happen again, we might have to inform the Brotherhood, so they are aware that they might be in danger."
Evan snorted, "Who cares? No one's going to miss Pietro anyways. Everybody hates him."
"And Alvers," Scott added, Kitty scowled at him.
"You are quite wrong, boys," said the Professor sternly, "Wanda Maximoff cares very deeply for her brother, even before her memory was fixed. She only thought she hated him. And be careful what you say about Lance, Scott, some people do like him." He looked at Kitty.
"I think you should do what you normally do on Friday nights," Storm added, "Go to the movies, the mall, but just remember that curfew is at 11:00."
They all nodded and got up to go to the door and just as Scott put his hand on the knob, Logan growled, "And tell Bobby he's got extra Danger Room sessions for eavesdropping."
And Scott opened the door to find a very nervous looking Bobby, a.k.a Iceman, standing just outside of the doorway.
"Uhh," he said hesitantly, "Hi, guys."
* * *
A/N: Hey, so what do you think about this chapter? Next one will be up soon! R&R!
