1Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of X-Men Evolution, they belong to Marvel and Kids WB; Hurt is a song by Johnny Cash and is fully his property. This story is making me no money.

"I hurt myself Today, to see if I still feel. I focused on the pain, the only thing that's real. The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Tried to kill it all away, but I remember everything. What have I become, my sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt."- Johnny Cash "Hurt"

It was unseasonably warm fall day, Storm had made sure of that. But while most people in Bayville, New York were out enjoying the weather, the grounds of the Xavier Estate held a much more melancholy atmosphere. On the main lawn a modest group of people, dressed primarily in black. Most of them were the student body of the Institute, but there were other guests as well, including the Brotherhood, there to support Alex Summers, brother of the deceased. The priest from the local church, an acquaintance of Kurt was saying some words of comfort to those gathered.

Dani Moonstar sat toward the back, in a vain attempt to avoid the atmosphere flooded with emotion. Of course this plan failed when Paige and Sam decided to sit with her, Paige being very distraught at the loss of her roommate. Despite this Dani enjoyed their company, and no matter how far she'd sit away, escaping the sadness was impossible. The emotions coming off telepaths like Jean and Emma were bad enough as it was. She thought about how isolated Jean had become and how long she might grieve. She also senses the attempts to suppress emotion made by Bobby and Logan. Of course Kitty was just as loud and energetic in her thoughts as she was when she talked, and her sadness and worry for her friends rang clearly. The intense anger emanating from Alex Summers was also evident, she realized how much he really did care for his brother. The younger mutants emotions were all intense as well, for the most part they'd never experienced such a loss. There were only two blank slates in the entire group, Professor Xavier, who Dani expected could keep himself contained and shielded better then anyone, and the mutant known as Gambit. Dani glanced at him, it was if he weren't even there, a blank slate. What was he hiding.

"You okay," Sam said, interrupting her thoughts.

"Yeah just fine," Dani nodded as she turned her attention away from the mysterious mutant and back to the service.

Kurt fiddled with his hands as he anxiously waited for the priest to finish his speech. He was so nervous. "Vhy did I have to speak about Scott," he thought then sighed almost ashamed for even thinking that. It wasn't that he did not want to, he just didn't know what he could say that was right. But if he hadn't stepped up no one would of.

"You'll be fine," the familiar voice of his sister Rogue said as he felt a gloved hand on his shoulder. "You can do this."

"Thanks," he sighed as he watched Angelo approach the front of the ceremony.

"Hey everyone," the young Spanish mutant managed a smile as he looked up at the group in front of him. He took a deep breath and began to talk. Jubilee was a wonderful person, heck wonderful doesn't do her justice. She just had this energy in her that made her glow and make everyone around her feel good. When we were on the streets together, back in LA, she always was happy, telling jokes, smiling, getting excited about the silliest things, and making sure the rest of us were feeling alright. If you weren't smiling, it was like you became her mission, and she wouldn't leave you alone till she got you to smile," he said then paused and sighed. He felt a tear run down his cheek.

"I remember the first time we met, I was looking for something to eat so I go to this mall food court. Of course I didn't have any money, so I kind of borrowed a couple slices of pizza. Security chased me all over, until I turn down this dead end. I thought I was nailed for sure when this arm pulls me into the air condition duct. It was Jubilee and we've been," he paused. "We were friends ever since. God I could go on forever with the times we had and I don't want to believe... that they're over," he said as he began to break down in tears. Ray and Evan got up each took a side of him. "I love you Jubes, we all do," he said looking up in the sky. "And I will see you again," he managed to say before completely breaking down, Ray and Evan walked him back to his chair as they tried to consul him.

Kurt nodded at the previous speaker as he past him on his way to the front, and the other boy managed to give him an encouraging smile.

The blue mutant felt a bit uneasy under his image inducer, crowds had never been his thing to begin with. But though he understood the reason they had to keep the real for Scott and Jubilee's deaths a secret, lying in a eulogy just didn't seem right. At least it was plausible, a rock climbing accident was a good cover story. Regardless, he knew he'd have to make the best of what he had to work with.

"Greetings mein friends," Kurt said as he began. "I vas asked to say a few things about Scott, but I'm sure no matter vhat I say it wouldn't be enough. Scott was a lot of things to a lot of people, a friend, a classmate, a student, a brother, a leader, but vhatever he vas he was dedicated nonetheless. Sometimes he'd be a big help, and other times he could be a real pain, but his intentions were good, he just vanted to protect people, especially people he cared about. He always trie to be a hero and that's exactly vhat he vas, everyday of his life, up to the end," Kurt sighed and tried to maintain his composure as he took a breath.

"Now I know ve all have different beliefs, different ideas about death and vhat might happen next, but it is my professed belief Scott and Jubilee are in a better place right now, looking down on us. And no one is more deserving."

Kurt glanced up into the sky for a minute then took another deep breath before continuing. "I would like to finish up with a quick prayer," he asked and bowed his head.

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the
paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death; I will fear no evil: for thou
art with me; thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the
presence of mine enemies: thou anointest
my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all
the days of my life; and I will dwell in the
house of the Lord for ever."

Kurt made the sign of the cross then returned to his seat, next to his sister.

The Professor wheeled himself to the front. "That completes our service, there is a reception in the main foyer, where lunch will be served. I would like all the students and faculty to gather in the common room at 5:00 pm this afternoon. And thank you to all the guests who were able to attend," he said solemnly before wheeling himself back toward the house.

As the gathered mourners began to disperse, Jean immediately headed straight to the mansion without saying a word to anyone. Her parents, who both looked concerned, began to chase after her. Emma similarly ran off as she fought off tears.

Most of the other guests headed toward the mansion, as Kurt was greeted by a couple of his friends. "See yah did fine," Rogue said as she patted her brother on the back.

"No one could of said it better," Kitty smiled at her friend as she leaned up against Bobby, who seemed obviously distracted.

"Danke," Kurt said softly. He glanced at Bobby and noticed how quiet he had been. "Maybe ve should head over and get something to eat," he suggested.

"Sounds like a plan," Rogue agreed as she tugged her brother along, while Kitty attempted to do the same to Bobby.

"You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute," Bobby said as he slid away from her.

Kitty was about to protest but Kurt intruded. "Go on Katzchan," he said and gave her a look, which he hoped she'd understand. She nodded and left the two alone. They stood in silence for a minute before Kurt spoke. "You've been real quiet, so vhat's going on."

"Nothing's going on, can't a guy just be quiet without being asked why," Bobby snapped back at him. "I'm fine, I'm cool, I'm the Iceman," he fumed.

"Cool as a cucumber I see," Kurt retorted and Bobby glared at him. "Come on mein friend, you can't keep holding in your feelings, you've been keeping something in ever since it happened. Kitty's vorried about you, ve all are."

Bobby paused and hung his head. "I know, and I don't like to do this to her, but the last thing anyone needs around here is another person whose having issues, we have plenty of people expressing their emotions around here," he frowned.

"Ve don't need people waiting to explode either," Kurt countered. "I can understand if you don't vant to look weak in front of her, but I promise to keep it between the two of us."

"It's nothing," Bobby frowned and was silent for a moment. "You want to worry about someone, worry about Jeanie, she's completely fallen apart. Why did that idiot have to go and get himself killed, he should of known what this would do to all of us," he snapped. "Typical Scott, always have to be the hero, protect everyone, and where did it get him? Stryker got away anyway."

"But he stopped the missiles," Kurt began.

"Yeah but he didn't have to do it on his own, he could of gotten our help, but no he always had to take the dangerous assignment," Bobby frowned. "He shouldn't of even of been in that situation, he was just a kid like us and now he's dead. It's just not fair you know, why us? Can you answer me that question."

Kurt sighed and put a hand on his friends shoulder. "There are a bunch of people back at that mansion who probably are thinking the same thing, I know I am," he sighed. "But I remind myself of my belief that God has a plan."

Bobby calmed down a bit and sighed. "Sometimes I wonder how someone like you, with all you've gone through, can have so much faith. I hope your right about that better place," he sighed. "If it does exist, it would at least give me a chance to yell at him for being so damn heroic."

"Vell I guess that's one way to look at it," Kurt shrugged.

"So are you going to teleport us back to the mansion before Jamie eats all the finger sandwiches?"

Kurt just grinned and grabbed his friends hand before the two vanished in a puff of smoke.

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When the other mourners had dispursed the Brotherhood had remained, mostly since Alex didn't seem to have any intention of moving. Under Lance's advisement they had decided to simply let him mourn in his own way, but also not leave him by himself. But after a while several of the hood boys were getting a bit aggitated. The pushed St. John toward Lance who was sitting observing

"Need something," Lance asked the Australian mutant.

"Well mate yah see me and the boys we was just wondering well could..."he managed to say before being interrupted.

"Wewanttohitthereceptionsowecantakeallthefood," Pietro spat out and shrugged at St. John. "Hey you were too slow."

Lance sighed and shrugged. "Fine, go, I'll wait for him, just don't steal it all we are at a funeral, and make sure to save some for me, this might take a while."

"No worries," Emma said as she returned, apparently at least partially recovered. "Just let me handle it" she said as she passed Lance before he could protest. She came up behind Alex and put her arms around him. "Come on dear I think its time we start to head out."

"Back off," he frowned to her surprise. "I'm not my brother so you shouldn't pretend I am," he snapped. "I know you loved him, not me and I will not be a place holder," he snapped.

Emma was speechless for a moment then sighed deeply. "Your right," she agreed and her tone became more business oriented. "Fine I respect your wishes, I just hope you don't intend to completely severe our affiliation, there is still much we can do for each other. I hope your intention not to be your brother's replacement does not only apply to me."

"Don't worry I have no intention of ever being an X-Man," he said with disgust. "Now if you would just leave me alone. You can tell Lance I'm not going to do anything so he doesn't need to worry."

"Understood," Emma nodded and walked off. "He wants us to go, he'll be fine," she said to Lance as she passed him.

Lance looked over at Alex and gave him an encouraging nod before following suit.

Alex looked over to see that Wolverine had dismissed the grave diggers and taken over the assignment. He walked over to the feral mutant and didn't say a word, only picking up one of the discarded shovel and started to dig. Logan simply nodded and continued at his work.

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"Is there anything left," Kitty fumed as she hunted what was left of the catered spread after the Brotherhood had swooped in. "I knew it was a bad idea to invite those nitwits, but does anyone listen to me, of course not," she frowned then sighed. "And now I'm talking to myself," she sighed. Though she realized there wasn't many other people to talk to, everyone else seemed to be either grieving or trying to help those people. But the one person she wanted to help wasn't being cooperative. Bobby was refusing to let her know how he really felt, how he was hurting, which she knew he was doing for "her sake." "That lunkhead," Kitty said to herself then sighed as she thought about her boyfriend. "But he's my lunkhead."

Kitty's thoughts were interrupted when Jamie tapped her on the shoulder. "Kitty those people asked me to get you," he said and pointed to a couple, who Kitty recognized to be Jean's parents.

"Thanks Jamie," she said and approached the Grey's. Though she met them briefly when Bobby introduced them before the service, she had no clue why they would want to talk to her. "I was told you asked for me?"

"Yes your Bobby's friend, the one who can walk through walls right," Jean's mother asked.

"Yeah," Kitty nodded, a little peeved she was being called his "friend" but she'd let it slide. "How can I help you."

"Well actually, I think your aware of how our daughter has been acting, and she'd held herself up in her room again, she won't even eat," Jean's father, Dr. Grey explained. "We'd made a plate for her, if you'd just go in there and drop it off and just make sure she's alright."

Kitty nodded. "Oh of course, I mean we all want to make sure Jean's okay," she said and the three headed up the stairs to Jean's room. When they arrived at the door to Jean's room, Kitty took the plate of food and phased through.

"Hey Jean, hate to barge in but your parents are really worry so, I'm just going to," she began to say when she entered until catching a glimpse of a shocking sight, dropping the plate in surprise. "What's going..." she began to say.

Outside Jean's parents waited anxiously till Kitty stumbled through the door, looking a bit dazed. Dr. Grey grabbed the girls arm to steady her. "Are you alright," he asked.

"Uh yeah," Kitty yawned. "I guess I'm just tired.."

"How's Jean," Mrs Grey asked.

Kitty paused for a second before she spoke as she tried to gather her thoughts. "She was resting, and said she'd eat and come out later, but not to bother her for now," she said and headed back downstairs, still looking a bit dazed.

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Sean Cassidy stood out on the terrace, smoking his pipe, as he watched the day wear down to its end. Despite all the tragic events that had preceded his arrival to the grounds, he had to admit a part of him was content to be settling down at the Institute. It was a beautiful place where he could finally do some real good.

"Hello Sean," a friendly voice said from behind him and he turned around as Storm appeared aside him.

"Ororo," he smiled at her. "What do I owe the pleasure of yee company."

"Just getting some air," she sighed and was quiet for a moment. "The rumor going around the children is your staying on here."

Sean nodded. "Aye its true, actually Charles had pretty much convinced me before this whole mess started, and after what happened I feel this is where I belong."

"Well I'm glad to here it, we're going to need all the help we can get running this place," she sighed. "The responsibility Scott took was amazing for a boy his age, he really helped keep all the students in line. Jean as well, and it looks like she's going to be very distracted for the time being. I fear Logan will be even worse, he's very angry. Even the Professor will not be his old self for quite some time, I knew he'd be effected by losing any student but Scott was so special to him, to all of us," she sighed and was quiet for a minute, Sean put a hand on her shoulder. "I don't mean to put all this pressure on you, but I fear we have a large void that needs to be filled if we have any chance of truly helping these children."

Sean listened attentively and nodded. "No need to apologize, I understand what I've gotten me self into, and I must admit being responsible for so many super powered children can be a bit overwhelming. But if we don't take care of these kids, no one will."

Before their conversation could continue they were interrupted when a man approached the two older mutants.

"Agent Duncan," Storm said and the man nodded.

"I hate to interrupt but I have to be leaving soon but there is something we need to talk about first, and Charles has made himself unaccessible."

"Well say yee peace," Sean said gruffly and puffed on his pipe.

"First off I must say I'm glad to hear you are staying on Mr. Cassidy. Your law enforcement resume will go very far in helping to reassure those superiors in the government that know the truth about this school."

"Glad to be of service," Sean said sarcastically. "Now these superiors wouldn't happen to know anything about how Stryker was able to maintain such an elaborate operation, would they?"

Fred sighed. "I guess I deserve that," he shook his head. "And as of now we are still investigating to find out who knew what about what was authorized. One thing is clear, someone helped Stryker with the authorization knew where it was, but whether they knew what it was for is unclear. But now in the dust a whole lot more military operatives at all levels either know about mutants or have theories about what was going on."

"Is there possibility of exposure to Congress or even the public," Storm questioned.

"At this point it seems that those who have been enlightened to the situation are just as eager as those who already knew to keep this thing under wraps as long as we can, and until we can properly handle any public response."

"What do you mean handle," Sean questioned.

"I resent that," Fred frowned. "If you don't already know me, maybe Charles will clue you in that I in no way wish mutants any harm, and have spent my career in the Bureau trying to help them and protect them from exposure to a potentially hostile public," he said sternly and looked Sean right in the eye.

Sean smiled at him and nodded. "I guess if Charles trusts you, I can afford to," he nodded. "So what was it you wanted to tell us."

Fred nodded and sighed with relief as the tension seemed to erode a little bit. But he then remained himself of the seriousness of the situation. "Well besides some of Stryker's men managing to fall under the radar, we have reason to believe the General himself may still be alive,"

"What," Storm gasped as Sean growled.

"We never found any remains, but we are still looking as well as tracing down his backers. He is officially considered a top priority fugitive and all known previous affiliates are being monitored to see if he reaches out to them."

Sean shook his head. "That sneaky weasel," he frowned. "Is there anything we can do?"

"Actually there is," Fred said and looked at both of them blankly. "Keep a low profile, especially in regard to your training and team activities, you can still recruit mutants but no more mass team operations, if you need to track someone down, call me. There are people watching you, trying to figure this place out. For the time being you must do all you can to act with discretion and make sure the children do as well. That means no slip ups at school and using their powers to a minimum except behind closed doors. Also do your best to keep Wolverine corralled."

"I assure you, we will do all we can to make sure that to on lookers that this merely a private boarding school," Storm said.

"I'll talk to Logan," Sean added. "But understand even what we can do in regards to his actions are limited."

Fred nodded. "I understand. If you need anything don't hesitate to contact me, Charles knows how. And remember to be careful, there's a possibility that the Weapon X incident is only the beginning and the worse is yet to come." Fred shook Sean's hand before heading out to the front of the house to his car.

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Rogue was walking down one of the Institute corridor when she stumbled upon a conversation.

"Have you seen Remy," Evan asked Ray as he walked over to him and Tabitha, who were in the middle of flirting.

"Nah, I haven't seen him since the service," Ray shrugged. "Maybe he's taking a nap."

"Or stealing stuff," Tabs commented. "I wouldn't put it past him, especially in this place. Got to love him."

"Yeah," Evan grinned. "I just wanted to ask him how long he was going to stick around."

"Not long I bet," Ray said. "This isn't really his scene. Though maybe if we track him down we could convince him."

"I wish, he'd definitely liven things up around here," Tabs shrugged. "But I doubt it."

"Hey guys what's up," Angelo said as his head literally stretched into the conversation.

"Nothing, just talking about Gambit," Ray said.

"You haven't seen him," Evan asked.

Angelo paused and thought. "Oh wait yeah he was just outside hanging by the garage, don't what he was up to."

Upon hearing this, Rogue quickly ran off to the garage. She got there just in time to hear one of the motorcycles, either Scott's or Logan's, pulling out of the front gate. "Why that swamp rat," she fumed and immediately took flight.

Remy was cruising down an isolated rural rode, as he broke in the bike he had "borrowed." It was a good ride and he hoped to hold on to it for a while, he'd bring it back eventually, since something told him he'd probably end up back there one of these days. Some of those kids were very important to him, some of those X-Men might come in handy, and that girl with the white streak intrigued him. But he had some obligations to fulfill and besides the open road was a calling, so for now he took in the peaceful and empty road.

The peaceful ride would be interrupted when a figure suddenly appeared smack in the middle of the road. Remy broke hard in a vain attempt to avoid an accident but he knew he wasn't slowly down in time to hit the person, who he recognized as he got closer. "You," he gasped as he was about to hit the X-Girl with the white streak, but in the blink of an eye she moved out of the way. "What da heck," he muttered as the bike finally stopped. "Where did she go?"

"Right here ya thief," she said as she tapped his shoulder as she flew above him.

Remy nearly jumped 10 feet in the air. "What's the big idea, sneaking up on old Gambit?"

"Ah could ask you the same thing, sneaking off without telling anyone, and taking things that ain't yours," she fumed.

"Hey look Gambit stayed for the service and it was lovely, but I've got places to be, people who require my services. You might be surprised by this but I have my obligations."

"You mean stealing from people like us," she rose an eyebrow and folded her arms.

"Hey he ain't gonna use it, besides Remy needs something to use and by the looks of it, noone was putting this bike to much use."

Rogue gave him a conceding nod. "Ah guess ah can't disagree about that, Scott always seemed more interested in his car, but something tells me you helped yourself to a little bit more," she said and snatched a sack that was stuffed into a compartment next to the seat. She stuck her hand in and pulled out a small silver statuette, then a gold plated clock. Looking inside she discovered several other small trinkets, including a candelabra. She just gave him a look.

"Living expenses," he shrugged with a smile. "And give Remy some credit, there's hundreds of stuff like this all over the that house, and a lot of better stuff I could of snatched."

"Rogue sighed. "That might be true, but ya still shouldn't be taken them, it's a matter of principles," she said then paused. "Wait forgot who I was talking about."

"You wound me," Remy said as he held his hand over his heart indicating mock offense. "But if your done lecturing me, I better get going. Wait is there anything else cherie?"

"You could have at least said goodbye, Tabitha, Evan, Angelo, Ray, they all look up to you, and they lost Jubilee they shouldn't have to take anymore heart ache," she frowned.

"What not like Remy's never coming back, besides I'm no good at good byes," he shrugged. "Those kids are strong, and they better off with you people then they ever with me."

Rogue nodded. "Not sure ah can disagree with you on that, but you should of at least left them with something."

Remy dug into his pocket and handed her a small piece of paper with a number scratched on it. "I forgot to leave that, it's a number where if you need to contact me I'll get back to you."

Rogue took and stuck it in her pocket. "Yeah I'll give it to them, I'm sure they'll be happy to get it."

"That number's for you to if you be needing Remy," he winked at her. "Remy always there for a pretty lady."

Rogue blushed but quickly regained her composure. "Uh yeah I'll be doing that," she said with obvious sarcasm.

"Well it's been a pleasure, but I think it time Gambit bids adieu," he said and began to walk back to his motorcycle but then caught Rogue by surprise and grabbed her glove hand, quickly kissing it before releasing. "Till we meet again Cherie," he winked as he hopped on his motorcycle and took off down the road.

Rogue stood and stared at her hand for a second, almost in awe but then quickly shook her head. "What's wrong with you girl, snap out of it," she frowned and took flight back toward the mansion.

As she flew something caught the corner of her eye and she stopped for a second as if startled. "Whose there?" She then shook her head. "Ahm losing it," she frowned and continued on her way.

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Rogue returned to the institute a few minutes before 5, and quickly rushed to the common room. She could see the reception had long since wrapped up and all the guests were gone. She didn't run into anyone and discovered this was because she was the last person to the meeting.

"Here, I saved you a seat," her brother called out and she spotted him on a couch with his tail covering up the place next to him.

"Thanks," she nodded.

"Vhere have you been," he questioned.

"Just taking care of something," she said. "I assume you saved the day again," she said as she glanced across the room and saw her brothers two closest friends sitting together happily.

"Vell lets just say Bobby just needed to get something off his chest, all I did vas listen," he assured her.

"You are too modest," she shook her head as they observed Kitty resting her head on Bobby's shoulder.

"Sorry about before," Bobby whispered into Kitty's ear.

"Its okay, thats like the fifth time you apologized," she grinned. "How much longer you think we'll have to wait?"

"Looks like almost everyone is hear," Dani chimed in as she spotted Jean wander into the room and stick to the outskirts. She looked better then she had but still a bit worn out.

Kitty looked at the expression of concern on Bobby's face as he glanced at Jean and she squeezed his hand.

"Only person missing besides the teachers is..." Dani paused. "Oh wait nevermind."

"Yeah I think we all understand that," Bobby said. "Its going to take a lot of getting used to not having him around."

The three stopped talking as Storm, Sean, and Logan wandered in.

"Where's Chuck," Logan asked as he looked around the room. "He's not usually late to his own meetings."

"You mean he's not with you," Jean Paul questioned. "Maybe he's still in his study?"

"Could you contact him Jean," Storm asked.

"Oh what," Jean said as if she was snapped out of a trance. "Oh yeah I'll check." She put a hand on her temple and searched out for the Professor but to no avail. "That's strange I can't get a read on him anywhere, its like he's not here."

"I don't like this," Logan growled as the claws in one hand popped out.

"Easy," Sean said as put a hand on his shoulder. "Now has any of yee seen Professor Xavier since the service.

The students began to shake their heads, say no, and mutter amongest themselves over what was going on.

"Hey what's you got there Artie," Jamie asked as he looked at the DVD in the hands of the mute young mutant. A note was attached that said WATCH. "Artie says he found it on the coffee table, maybe the Professor sent it."

Storm walked over and took a look. "That is the Professor's hand writing," she said. "We probably should," she said and leaned down to place the disc in the player.

All the students huddled closer to the TV to get a better glimpse as the Professor's image appeared on screen.

"Put up the volume," Ray called out.

"Everyone just hush up and listen," Sam said firmly in a tone reminiscent of Scott. Everyone quieted down just as the Professor started talking.

"Greetings everyone," the Professor said as he could be seen sitting behind his desk. "If your watching this DVD, then you are probably wondering where I am. I have left the institute, do not try to catch me for I am long gone, and have not disclosed where I am headed."

Many of the children gasped in surprise and people began to murmur. "Quiet down," Sam yelled out and the younger students quickly silenced as the Professor continued.

"Though I hate to leave you my children, I feel that the recent events require me to recharge myself as well as re-evaluate my goals. A part of me feels I have failed you, and now I must rectify this by finding a better way by which to help all mutants flourish while preserving peace as well. Until I have discovered the answers I seek I will stay away. Please do not worry, I can take care of myself and I have left the school in capable hands. Sean, I have filed the proper documentation to make you the headmaster in my absence, and Storm and Logan I expect you to help him along to the best of your ability. I am counting on all of you to work hard, train, and do your best to help one another through this trying time. The older students in particular I believe are more then capable of stepping up and providing the proper example for the rest of you. I know some of you might find this hard or discouraging, but you must remain strong and resolute. We will meet again, till that day take care of one another and remember that as long as you remain united you will be able to face any challenges that come your way. Farewell my children, and good luck."

Okay that's the end of Book I, sorry for taking so long but between writers block and other commitments I've been distracted. Book II should start up in the next few weeks, if you have any ideas or suggestions or requests send them my way and I'll see what I can do.