Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men TAS, I do not own them Sam I Am, I do not own them in a box, I do not own them with a fox, I do not own them here nor there, I do not own them anywhere...And so on.
Alrighty then, this is my fic about what life was like for the X-Men on the old series before Jubilee showed up. A prequel of sorts, if you please. It will feature a group of "New Recruits" that did not appear in the series as we saw it(with the exception of Gambit and Rogue), save one. The New Recruits are Gambit, Sage, Psylocke, Shadowcat, Thunderbird III, Beserker, Rogue and Spyke. A little odd, I know, but bear with me here. There is a method to my madness.
Essentially, the story starts off where the series left off, after Xavier was taken by the Shi'ar to recover from his injuries. The team is on their own and trying to reconnect as a family unit after losing their father figure. Magneto did not stick around to take Xavier's place, none of that crap. It is during this time together that they start talking about the old days, and the story goes back in time to when they had the New Recruits. The story will most likely stay in that timeframe, not following a strict series of events, but more like various anecdotes.
Also, I will be taking liberties with how each one joined the team. Spyke, for instance will have no relation to Storm. Beserker won't be part of the Morlocks 'cause we haven't met them yet. Pyslocke will be British, since the Asian one was in the series. Instead of Gambit turning to Sinister when his powers go out of control like in the comics, he will turn to Professor Xavier. Sage is not a spy, just yet. Rogue we kind of already know how she got there and will most likely be the last one to join. Thunderbird III, who will not be called the third, will just be recruited. And Shadowcat's joining will probably follow the scenario that we saw in the 616.
Everyone following so far? Good.
'Cause here we go with Evolution Redux!
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The Holiday season is usually a time of good cheer, peace on earth, good will t'wards men, all that silly sentiment. For those under the roof of the spacious mansion that resides in Westchester county, New York, the season is being received in a less that joyous fashion.
It had been six months since the act of a sad angry little man caused Charles Xavier to nearly lose his life. Six months since they had said what they thought would be their final goodbyes to their leader. Six months...since he had been taken away by an empress from another world to be healed. Their lives have not been the same since.
The first thing their field commander had ordered after the fact, was that they all take some much needed time for themselves; to reflect and come to terms with what they had gone through. At least two weeks, he had told them. If they needed more time, then go ahead. Most of them had stuck around for a few days, trying to get over their initial shock. Logan had, of course, taken off that same night. What was surprising was that he had been the first one back. The rest had gone off to whatever place would give them the most comfort along with whoever would give the most comfort.
Their return had them attempting to go back to their old routine, but it had gotten exceedingly difficult knowing that things weren't the same anymore.
So, in order go help each other, it was determined that they would have regular "family meetings" in order to touch base and discuss anything and everything that was on their minds.
It is on one of these nights that we join the mutants that comprise the X-Men...
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"...I think that should do it. Alright Gumbo, do yer thing."
The aforementioned Cajun reached into the popcorn bowl and began to charge up a few pieces. When they were done just enough, he tossed them into the fireplace where old newspaper and kindling were waiting. The popcorn burst on contact with just enough force to ignite everything and get the fire going.
"And you said we'd need a lighter." Logan turned to look at Scott.
"I said it'd be better to have a lighter, I've seen Remy do the same thing only with not as nice results." Scott went back over to his spot on the couch next to his lovely wife Jean. Lucky for him, Remy wasn't paying attention, so he didn't receive any smart ass comments back.
At that moment, both Ororo and Jubilee came back into the cozy living room with trays of hot chocolate for everyone. Once everyone was settled with food and drink, they feel into relatively easy conversation. It wasn't until Rogue gave her boyfriend a little jab in the side that he snapped back from La-La land.
"What's going on in that head of yours, sugah?" She purred in his ear, wrapping an arm around his neck. Remy tilted his head off to one side, looking like he was in the process of discovering something.
"I jus' got de weirdest feelin' of de'ja vu..." He started, looking towards Scott and Jean. "You two shouldn't be here." This caused an uproar from Hank and Morph, who seemingly refused to stop laughing, while the others managed to cover their mouths with various pillows and blankets.
"Gee, thanks Remy, we love you too." Jean said, half serious, half laughing herself.
"No, seriously! It used to be dat you two wouldn't be here jus' yet, 'cause you'd be off makin' out somewhere." That, of course, got everyone going again.
"Oh man! I totally remember that!" Morph cried, then shifted into Jean, but a slightly younger version. "Oh Scotty, you're such a hottie! Take me now!" He then shifted into a younger Scott. "Well, alrighty then. How about right out here in the hallway so everyone will see us!" That was all Morph could take as he shifted back to himself and nearly fell off the couch laughing.
"It was one time! Jeez you guys, you're never gonna let us forget that are you?" Scott whined.
"Actually, I believe there was more than one occasion that you and Jean were caught in a rather compromising position." Ororo commented in a rather off-handed manner. This caused yet another round of laughter.
"This is your fault for bringing it up." Scott glared at Remy, at least, he was most likely glaring, it was really hard to tell with his shades in the way.
"Well it's true! You're in Kitty and Betsy's spot. You two would always get stuck at opposite ends of de couch wit' Evan and Neal in between." He stated very matter-of-factly.
"Hey, yeah..." Rogue started, a look of recognition starting to dawn on her face. "And Tessa woulda won the comfy chair from Hank...somehow."
"She only managed to do that a few times!" Hank defended himself. "Besides, how was I to know that she was able to recite the numbers that make up pi into the thousands?"
"She coulda gone on longa, but the rest of us were gettin' bored." Rogue reminded him.
It was at this point that Jubilee was thoroughly confused by the whole conversation, and decided to voice that fact.
"Okay! Time out! Someone wanna explain just what you're talking about!?" She cried.
"...And you're in Ray's spot..." Remy continued.
"Argh! Stop it! Seriously! Who are all these people?"
"Calm down Jubes, they're just former students, that all." Scott said.
"Hey, whoa, they were not just 'former students'!" Rogue rounded on him. "They were our friends..."
"...And partners in crime if I'm not mistaken." Ororo commented.
"And first aid buddies whenever Logan tried to gut one of us." Remy interjected, giving a pointed look at the older man.
"Hey, I..." He stopped and thought for a second. "Well yeah."
Well, come on! I wanna hear about this!" Jubilee whined. "Come to think of it, I don't even know how you two wound up here..." She trailed off, looking towards Remy and Rogue.
"Oh lord, do we gotta talk about that?" Rogue took a sip from her mug. "It's not all that interestin'...really."
"Oh, well, I think that would be a great idea!" Scott said with a slightly evil twinge to his voice.
"I can think of just as many embarrassin' stories 'bout you as you can 'bout us dere, Scotty." Remy replied with a definite evil twinge to his voice.
"Well, it is true that Jubilee really doesn't know much about the days before she arrived here." Ororo spoke up thoughtfully. "Perhaps it would be nice to talk about the 'old days'."
"Yeah! I wanna hear it! Please?" Jubilee looked around the room, giving the other occupants the best sad little puppy look she could muster.
"Dat could take awhile..." Remy said. "You in it for the long haul?"
"Yes yes yes! Pleeeeeeeze!?"
The rest of the X-Men just sort of looked at each other.
"Well, I guess we'd have to go back to the day we got our first new recruit." Jean began.
"Oh yeah? Who was that?" Jubilee asked.
"A young girl from Chicago, by the name of Kitty Pryde..."
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Alrighty! That's the first chapter! Sort of a prologue to the rest of the story.
Don't have much to say just yet, just looking for some feedback as to whether or not this is a story I should continue with or not.
So please leave a review and tell me what you think!
Leishy.