Summary: It has been the worst end feast for the Golden Hero. After returning to the Dursley's for four days, Harry finds out something that happened to him just after he was born, and it has nothing to do with the Prophecy. Harry/Ginny (Some what dark towards people) Harry Potter/ X-men Crossover
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Prologue
Late at night in New York City, in the lower labs of a special institute for gifted students, were a team of young mature teens, which had just finished their junior year of High school and were entering their senior years. All of them were allowing their blood to be collected for some project that need to be done. After all the blood was collected a young man wearing red shades walked to a bald man sitting in a wheel chair, who was helping mix the blood together.
"Professor, are you sure this is a good idea? We don't even know if are blood can be mixed, let alone give another person powers," he stated as he sat down beside the professor.
"My dear Scott, this is needed to be done. Beast and I are mixing the blood that are combatable to go together," the Professor explained.
"He's right Scott. We have everyone of them done except for this one, we have four different blood samples in here, but we need a fifth since he is the one who needs it the most, but no blood well cooperate with Logan's," a fury blue creature explained.
"Logan, we're going to need to use subject 'P' blood to finish this," the professor said wheeling his chair around to face the man.
"Fine, but when the time comes, I train him in fighting," Logan growled and walked away.
Later that night, Kurt Wagner was given one vial of blood and was told to inject them into the human that it was meant for. It took no time at all for Kurt to locate the living corters of the child, but it took some time to actually inject the mother of the child for the one that was not born yet. Kurt returned to the mansion within three hours.
"It is done," he said when he returned.
"Good, now we wait," the professor said.
"How long?" a man named Gambit asked.
"Until the beginning of the summer sixteen years from now," the bald man smirked.
