Hello everyone who's stuck with this story! Hope you're enjoying these last few chapters. I won't be able to update for a while 'cause I'm going to New York City to go see Spamalot!

Lancealot: Spamalot!

Galahad: Spamalot!

Servant: It's only a play.

Me: Shh. Anyways, enjoy this chapter and as soon as I get back and fully recovered I will update. Now on with the story!

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Last time...

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"If you can't detect his mind, maybe someone can detect his DNA," Sam said.

"You're going to use Prometheus to scan for him?" Janet asked.

Sam nodded. "I have to find him Janet. I have to."

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"Got a lock," a lieutenant on the Prometheus said.

"Beam us down," Sam ordered.

"Yes ma'am," she replied and beamed the eight X-Men down.

Sam looked around and saw several mutilated bodies. "Dear god…" she whispered.

"Down!" Jean yelled. They dove to the side as gunfire sounded overhead. Sam rose to her feet, looking into the shadows.

"Hello?" she called out.

Her brother came out, his eyes staring dully ahead. He was mindlessly changing a clip on his gun and Psylocke took the opportunity to attack him. She slashed him across the chest. He calmly glanced down at it before violently backhanding her across the room. Cassie formed a staff in her hands.

"Jean, can you use your telepathy to sense how many minds are in him?" Sam asked, rising to her feet.

The red head closed her eyes and concentratedforseveral longmoments as Cassie battled Sam's brother. "I can feel two presences in him, but one is suppressed," Jean finally said.

"Take the overpowering one out," Sam ordered.

"Won't it kill him?" she asked.

Sam shook her head. "No. He should be fine."

Jean nodded and carefully focused her telekinesis and telepathy on him. With the utmost care she snapped the Goa'uld's neck and kept the toxins from killing Sam's brother. He fell to the floor and Sam was immediately by his side.

The black smoke surrounding his body vanished. He wore a pair of black pants and nothing else. His eyes fluttered open and he looked wildly around. "It's okay! It's going to be okay little brother. Big sis is here," Sam said softly.

Green eyes stared up at her. "S…Sammie?" he asked in a soft voice, much like a child's.

"I'm here Dusty," she said gently, a smile on her face. "Are you okay?"

"I had a bad dream," he said. "I kept hurting people against and I didn't want to."

"It's over now," she told him. As the words left her mouth a hole was torn into the wall and a figure floated in.

"I see I am not the first one here," he said.

"Stay outta this Magneto," Wolverine snarled.

"Who's going to stop me? You?" Magneto smirked.

Cassie stood in front of Magneto. "I suggest you back off bucket head. This matter doesn't concern you."

"On the contrary. I am here to offer this fine young man a chance to join the true leaders of the mutant race," Magneto said.

Dusty stood behind Sam. "I don't like him," he whispered.

"Back off Magneto. I won't let you near him," Sam snarled.

"Magma. Aren't we being a little over protective?"

"Not in the least," she replied coldly. "Leave now."

"Not without him," Magneto returned. "Join me young man. With the Brotherhood of Mutants we shall rule the world."

"Mommy said not to trust mutants like you," Dusty said.

"It will be the only way to save these sorry excuses for mutants," Magneto said. "Join me, or they die."

Storm could see the terror in Dusty's eyes and her anger grew. Her eyes turned white and lightening flared across the sky. "This is your final warning Magneto."

"As I said before, I'm not leaving without the boy."

"Oh yes you are," Cassie snarled and threw both of her arms out. Magneto was hurled out of the building and several hundred meters away.

"Beam us to the mansion!" Sam shouted in her communicator. In a flash of light they were in the subbasement of the Xavier Institute. Dusty grabbed onto Sam tightly, whimpering in fear. "It's okay Dusty. This place is safe."

Xavier wheeled up to them. "Welcome," he said to Dusty. "I am Professor Charles Xavier. What is your name?"

Dusty hid behind Sam, holding her tightly. "It's okay little guy. He's a good friend of mine," Sam said. Dusty slowly stepped out from behind Sam, the nervousness coming off of him in waves.

"Professor, allow me to introduce my younger brother; Jacob Dustin Carter. Everyone calls him Dusty though."

"Hi…" he said timidly.

Xavier could sense there was something wrong with Dusty's mind. He smiled warmly. "Well it's very nice to meet you Dusty. I'd wager you're a bit hungry." Dusty nodded. "Then Jubilee here will take you up to the kitchens to get you something to eat. I need to talk to your sister for a moment if that's all right."

Dusty nodded feeling as though he could trust Xavier and Jubilee smiled warmly at him. "C'mon. We got lots of stuff to eat," she said, taking his hand and leading him to the elevator. They disappeared as the doors closed with a ding.

"What's wrong with him Professor?" Rogue asked. "Shouldn't he be acting a little more grown up than that?"

"He was kidnapped twenty years ago," Sam said softly. "We never knew by who. We looked everywhere for him for months, but never found him. My mother took it personally and relentlessly searched. Two months after Dusty had been taken, my mother was threatened to drop the issue or she'd face the consequences. She didn't stop and was killed the following week."

"Then yer powers manifested," Logan said. "But what has that got to do with Dusty's behavior?"

"He probably grew up with the kidnapers. Learned from them. But then he was implanted with a Goa'uld for god knows how long. Once the Goa'uld died his mind probably reverted to before this all happened to protect him," Janet theorized.

"I can't stand seeing him like that," Sam said, wiping her eyes.

"How long has Dusty had his powers?" Psylocke asked.

"Since he was five," Sam said. "And I know that disappearing shadowy thing wasn't his power."

"Perhaps he developed that power later on," Ororo suggested.

Sam shook her head. "His power isexactly like yours," she said. "My mother was helping him control it before he was taken."

"Then how did he get that power?" Cassie asked.

"I may know," Janet said. "I was analyzing his blood and I discovered an unknown serum in his system. As near as I can tell, it synthesizes mutant abilities."

"And now that he's off will he go into withdrawal?" Sam anxiously asked.

Janet shrugged. "I can't say for sure. But from my experience with unknown drugs and serums I'd wager that'd be a fair assumption."

"We'll have him brought down to the medical isolation room if he starts showing symptoms. In the meantime, I think it best to come up with a way for his mind to mature to that of his body," Xavier said.

"How?" Sam asked.

"If I work with him every day; simulate a life he would have had with you, Sam, then he should be fully recovered in a month or so. The process will be long and you will need to help me Sam," the Professor said. "However, there is a risk," he warned.

"He could know it's fake and not believe any of it," Sam figured. Xavier nodded and Sam sighed. "Let me talk to him. Explain what happened and the choice he now has. He can decide on his own."

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