Harry Potter: Evolution
Disclaimer: See chapter one.
Ch2: Reawakening
Hank McCoy looked over the data on the disc that Logan had retrieved. Sighing, he printed out the relevant files for the Professor to read and set to work on examining his newest patient. Whatever the stuff that he had been in before Logan found him, had kept him from ageing.
Finishing up, he picked up his notes and the print out and head up to talk to the Professor.
Harry opened his eyes and quickly shut them due to the blinding light. Turning his head away from the offending light, he opened them to see he was in some sort of high-tech lab. Pushing his-self up to a sitting position, a wave of nausea hit him before he leant over the side of the examination table and emptied the contents of his stomach.
Sitting back up, he struggled to remember where he was when a horrifying thing occurred to him. He couldn't remember any thing except for the time he had spent in a lab somewhere and his first name. Panicking, he jumped off the table only to discover that he wasn't wearing anything besides the sheet. Seeing a set of lockers, he stumbled forward but soon found them to be locked. Growling in fustration, he slammed his fist into the locker door, wishing that it were unlocked and to his surprise the door dissolved into dust.
Seeing a shirt and a pair of pants he put them on before heading towards what appeared to be the exit. Finding himself in a long hallway, he sniffed at the air and headed to his left. Coming to a dead end, he frowned in confusion and was about to turn around when the wall slid away to reveal an elevator.
Charles Xavier sat in his office talking to the staff about the newest addition to the student body. "So you see our dilemma. On one hand, we have a link to Logan's past. While on the other hand we have his son, who has hada chunkof his memory wiped and been in suspended animation for the last ten years." He looked as if he were going to speak further, but frowned slightly before pushing a button on his wheelchair. The wall behind him slid away to reveal a multifaceted screen showing various parts of the institute.
Pushing another button, the same image appeared on all the screens before enlarging into a single picture. Smiling, he turned back to the other occupants of the room and said, "It seems our guest has awakened and is about to meet his sibling."
Harry stepped out of the elevator and found him self in another hallway that ended at a metal door with a large black X on it. -Where the hell am I now?- Walking towards it, he could hear what sounded like a fight coming from inside, and from the sound of it, a pretty nasty one at that. Not wanting to go back the way he came and seeing as this was the only door in the hallway, he looked for away to open it. Spying a keypad to the right of the door, he pushed the button with the word 'open' on it and was greeted by a metallic sounding voice. "No admittance while Danger Room is in use." Pushing it again gained the same results.
He was beginning to get mad after pushing the button for the fifth time. Rearing back his fist, he punched the keypad, sending a shower of sparks from it. He smirked to himself when the same infuriating mechanical voice droned out, "Access granted." , as the door opened.
He walked inside in time to see a group of mechanical men pounce onto a tired looking girl.
X23, or Janice as she liked to be called, was working out in the Danger Room when she was distracted by the door opening. The training bots taking advantage of her lack of attention, attacked. Hearing the familiar sound of what she thought was Logan's claws, she was surprised to see a boy about her age with claws that looked exactly like Logan's shred the last bot before helping her up.
"Um, thanks. Names Janice. What's your name?" She asked while taking in his appearance. He stared at his hands then at her before replying in a voice that sounded like it didn't get much use. "The people in the lab called me X2, but I prefer Harry."
She was about to ask what he meant when Scott came into the room. He stopped and frowned and stopped when he saw Harry. "Who are you?" Not receiving and answer, her turned to Janice, who just shrugged.
He turned back to ask the boy who he was again, but stopped when he noticed the boy seemed rather occupied with his hands.
Harry stared at the back of his hands in confusion. He didn't remember having claws before the people at the lab put him in that tank thing. Come to think of it, he couldn't remember anything from before waking up in that tank the first time. Clenching his right fist, he grunted as the metal claws popped through the skin before sliding back into his hand without leaving any clue that they had been there at all.
Hearing the sound of metal creaking behind him, he spun in a complete circle with his left arm stretched out to the side. Behind him, the training bots head rolled of its body to the floor. This went unnoticed by Harry as he stared at his elbow. A two-foot long metal blade protruded from it.