This is another Chapter written by Agent-G. while the story line is mine, most of this chapter was woven entirely by Agent-G. Agent-G gets the bulk of the credit… is that understood? Okay, onward.
It had been a day after the Bayville school explosion and everyone had breathed a sigh of relief when it had been called an accident due to a faulty gas main. It was also when Dr. Strange had came forward on his own brand of students and how there were more the just mutants in the world that were 'special'. When they learned that people they had known in school were a group called the Marvel Knights it was a bit of a shock but they quickly got over it as new friendships were formed.
Currently Xavier was talking with Steven Strange walking through the halls, Dr. Strange having dressed in more plain clothing then his elaborate sorcerer robes, "So you believe that this is the last we have heard of this Hellfire Club?" Xavier asked him.
Strange shook his head, "I don't believe that and neither do you Charles. We both have given them a defeat and I seriously doubt they will take it laying down, especially since a few of their own high ranked members were killed," He of course was referring to Emma and her mother.
Charles sighed in his wheelchair, he knew it had been a long shot but he had hopped that had been the end to it but now he wasn't so sure, "So what of your students? You could all be here we have facilities here that could help them."
Strange smiled at him and once again shook his head, "I believe that putting all our eggs in one basket wouldn't be wise. I do not have a problem with our teams meeting and maybe even training together in fact I think it would be a good way to sharpen them more. But they are slightly different then your students in personality and will need their own way to grow in life."
Xavier nodded understanding those reasons, "I must ask…Why do you do this?"
"As sorcerer supreme of Earth I have duties that require me to help keep the world safe. In those under my care I have seen great potential in them. They all will one day be heroes for the world that is to come…Just as I've seen yours in visions of the future and I want to help them however I can to realize that."
They came into the Rec. Room seeing many of the students playing, talking together. They saw Tyrone with a bandage on his head playing a game with Bobby Drake, "Some on dude there's no way you can beat me."
"Oh yeah?" Tyrone said with a small smile as then a huge explosion was heard from the game leaving Bobby's mouth hanging open, "Take that ice-boy."
"Okay then…Best two out of three Shadow-boy."
He just grinned at the younger boy and started again.
Peter was sitting with a few bandages with Kurt and Jamie trading Yu-Gi-Oh cards. Kurt also still had a nasty limp in his left leg from that battle. "I'll trade you my trap card and Mystical Elf for that magic card," Peter offered and Kurt traded it for him.
"Any of you guys got a Dark Magician Girl?" Jamie asked the older boys, "I'm trying to get the whole Magician monster set."
"Sorry no."
"Nein."
"Dang, hey you guys want to play a team duel?"
"Yeah sure but where are we going to get another player?" Peter asked and Jamie just hit himself making a copy who ran out of the room and came back with another deck.
"I got spare decks that I play against myself all the time," The original Jamie said as his copy sat down and spoke up, "So what do you guys say? Team Jamie versus you two?"
Peter and Kurt looked at each other and grinned, "You're on!" Kurt said as they set up the game. Felecia just shook her head at Peter and smiled, she walked over to him and sat down.
"Hey Petey now that I'm living at the house and so is the Russian girl we'd most likely have to make new roomies right?" She asked him seductively playfully running a finger over his chest.
"Uh…y-yeah I guess…" Peter took a gulp he knew that she knew just how to push his buttons.
"Well now that she's dating Matt over there how about she rooms with him and I can room with you?" She purred out and Peter tried to make a sound but couldn't, "Plus I get very cold at night, you think you can help keep me warm?" She gave him a pouty face and Peter just stuttered.
"Ewwww," Both Jamies said in unison.
She just gave him a wink and looked over her shoulder where Matt and Natasha were sitting, "Hey red, you want to shack up with Devil-boy while I share a room with Spidey? I know you wouldn't mind."
The Russian girl just crossed her arms, "I can't believe she would suggest such a thing," She said flatly.
"Yeah but you liked the idea," Matt said with a smirk earning him a punch in the arm.
"What makes you say that Mathew Murdock?" She demanded.
"You're heart fluttered at the idea," She just blushed a bit and muttered under hear breath about his damn radar sense. She was also taking the time to relax for the first time since she could remember. Although she was also waiting to see if Electra's body would be found too, it hadn't so either she escaped or her body was vaporised in the blast. She herself figured that Electra was still out there but that could wait another day.
Rogue came into the room with a slight glow as that was the usual thing they saw her lately and a tell tale sign she had been with Tandy. Kitty walked up to her with a band-aid on her forehead from the battle, "Hey where's Tandy? You two are usually like, inseparable."
Rogue rolled her eyes, "I swear if you make a 'glowing' joke or something else-"
Kitty cut her off, "Whoa there, I didn't mean it like that. But I'm actually really happy for you. I mean you're a lot happier now and true you glow more ways then one. But I'm so happy that you like found someone you like and can tough her."
Rogue's face softened a bit, "Thanks Kitty. This really does mean a lot to me, I guess I can 'suffer' a little glowing now and then. It's well worth it just to touch another person again."
"So uh…where is she?"
Rogue crossed her arms, "She's talkin' to that Shang Chi guy.'
"What? Why?"
"Don't know."
Meanwhile Tandy was in the infirmary as Shang Chi was getting over the pummelling and the draining that he had taken from Rogue he saw the blond girl enter, "Hi."
"Hello," He returned.
"So…How are you?"
"I am fine although I am puzzled as to why you of all people are here."
"Well…Rogue filled me in as to why you fought against us," She said a bit shyly sitting down next to him.
"I am no longer under that oath."
She nodded her head, "I know but I was just wondering what you plan to do next?"
He considered that sitting back in his bed. He didn't know exactly what to do next with his life, he was free now and could go anywhere he wanted to and do whatever he wanted. "I am not sure,"
"Well…How about joining with us? The Marvel Knights." She offered him, he looked at her with a questioning look, "I know it's kind of weird but at least consider it, I mean you would be using your talents for good this time."
That was appealing to him but he wasn't sure, "I shall have to think on that…but thank you for the offer." She smiled and nodded her head and decided to leave him to rest up and to think on the offer. She had ran it by Dr. Strange and he said that he would allow it if he accepted, she wasn't sure if he would or not she would just have to wait and see.
There was one man however that wasn't in high spirits that was Scott Summers. He was out back alone with his arm in a sling and his shoulder hurting like hell, but that wasn't as bad as the pain he felt in his heart about how he turned from all his friends and from Jean especially. He was ashamed about the things he had done like kissing Emma for one.
"Scott?" He turned around to see Jean there with a worried look on her face walking towards him and sitting down next to him, "Come on Scott what's wrong?" Although she had a pretty good idea what it was.
"Jean…how can you even look at me? After all I did…After all those things I said to you and how I hurt you?" He couldn't even look her in the eyes anymore.
"Scott," She said lovingly and with one of her hands turned his face to her, "I love you and I always will. I know that Emma woman did to you. I wasn't you, not the real you not the Scott that I fell in love with."
"Jean…"
"Scott, do you love me?" She asked him looking into his glasses.
He looked through his red tinted shades into those eyes that he so wished to see in color just once in his life and found his words, remembering the first time he saw her she had taken his heart, "Yes Jean I do I always have and always will love you to my dying breath."
She smiled and kissed him, "Then that's all that matters." She said with a tear forming on her face, he brushed it off with his good hand and they sat there just enjoying each other once again.
-Unknown Location-
She awoke with a fuzzy head. She couldn't think clearly. She also felt like her body weighed a ton. She went to put a hand to her head, but it was restrained.
"You sure dat hold her?" asked a man's voice with a thick Cajun accent.
"It'll hold her as tight as a leisure suit," replied another male, though this one sounded younger and had.
"I say we gut her, here and now," growled yet another voice, this one feminine.
"Daht is vhat you say about everyvone," said a deep rumbling voice. His accent, Emma recognized as Russian.
"Where am I?" she asked. "And why am I restrained.
"Relax," said another girl, with her hand on her shoulder. Emma looked around. The girl who had told her to relax was Native American, and her age. She looked around. The other girl was crouched in the corner like an animal, but Caucasian. She saw the one who had to have the Russian voice, a mountain of a man. The Russian had concern and pity in his eyes.
"You are safe," said the Russian. "You are restrained because Ve vere not sure if you were dangerous."
"Why would you think I'm dangerous?" Emma asked rhetorically.
"You a powerful telepat'," responded a lankey teen in the corner. He had a dumb hair cut, in Emma's opinion, and a dumber soul patch. His eyes intrigued her though. The irises were red, but everything else was as black as onyx. "Not to mention de diamon'
"What diamond?" she asked annoyed.
He nodded at her hand. She looked and there, where her hand was normally a soft pink, was a transparent hand made of diamond. Her face contorted in shock. "H-how?" she stammered.
"Secondary mutation," supplied the other voice. She looked to see another Native American. He sat at a computer console. "Really funky though. I mean your DNA just went and did the Hustle giving you this whole new power."
"Why am I here?" she asked, straining at her bonds, feeling more strength than ever before in her arms.
"To see if you would like a chance at redemption," said a distant voice. She turned her head to see on face she knew; Charles Xavier.
"Scott told me what you did," Xavier continued. "When I found you in the rubble in your current form, I decided that perhaps you might be served well by my latest program.
"X-Factor," said the girl who had tried to calm Emma.
"Emma let me introduce your new friends," he said. "The girl beside you is Danielle Moonstar, or simply Moonstar. The taller fellow is Piotr Nicolaevitch Rasputin, or Colossus. The gentleman with the black and red eyes is Remy Entienne LeBeau, or Gambit. The man at the computer is Forge, and the young lady in the corner is X-23. They, like you, have made mistakes in their pasts. They are hoping through my X-Factor program to make amends for what they have done, and in time find a sense of redemption."
Each nodded in turn. Emma looked around. Others like her with less than savory pasts. "What's the catch?" she asked.
"Simply this," Xavier supplied. "You disappear. You will live an work in the shadows of the world. I don't think the pubic is ready for you all. But you will do more good than the public team because you will work through the connections you have made in you past. You will be helping to reshape the world from the bottom up."
Emma thought for a moment. She was about to refuse, but the memories of those last minutes in the school raced back to her. She had nowhere to go. She had no one to go to. "Sure why not," she finally whispered. "Sounds like a roaring good time."
Xavier nodded to Forge and he pressed a button releasing Emma's bonds. She looked at her now diamond body. "Welcome to the team," Xavier said. "Ms. Emma Frost, the White Queen."
"Maybe I should get myself appraised at Tiffany's?" Emma thought.
The End