"Alright, we're going to do a few tests, if that's alright," Rogue said, sitting Blake down on the table in the second infirmary. Storm was standing nearby Rogue and Nightcrawler was heading to the Danger Room to check up on Beast.

"Yeah, that's cool," Blake said, his shirt off and his chest covered in a type of blue cloth.

"Now, this won't hurt a bit. All I need is a minute and we're all done here," she said, turning to the machine's controls.

It looked a little like a CAT Scan machine, even though it wasn't. Jean had created a prototype of it far before her demise, and Forge had completed it. When used, it produced a read-out of the chemical balances and the current genetic mutations within the human body. In short, it told the user what 'abilities' the mutant had and didn't have. It usually didn't work on passive abilities, but it was worth a try.

Rogue pressed a few buttons and Blake and the bed he was on slid into the machine.

"Don't look directly into the light hon," she said, pressing a few buttons as the machine lit up with an intense array of small blue beams, scanning over his face and chest.

Storm looked over the operation as usual, watching as Blake slid back out and stood up. Storm tossed him his T-shirt and he put it on, swinging his legs around to face Rogue. Rogue hit a few buttons and the printer nearby spit out a piece of graph paper, containing information. She read over it and handed it to Storm, smiling to Blake and turning back around, switching off the machine.

"You're free to go hon. I'd suggest talking to Storm about a room. It looks like you'll be transferring," she said, "we'll call your parents in a bit."

Blake swallowed and nodded to Rogue. He had a slight crush on her, but it was no biggie. She was about three years older than him, and it wouldn't even be legal. Besides, he was sure she was taken anyway. He hopped off of the table and looked to Storm, who nodded a put a hand around his shoulders. He was about the same height as her, so there wasn't much of a difference in size.

"I've already made plans about a room for you.. " She said, walking out of the room, putting the spreadsheet of his condition in her pocket.

"You and your brother.. are twins.. right?" She said, leading him to the elevator and walking in, the doors shutting behind them as the room rose steadily.

"Yeah, we are."

Storm nodded. She had expected as much. "You probably know by now that you and your brother's powers have blossomed.. but the computer only picked up one ability, for you, that is."

Blake looked her in the eyes, "am I sick?"

Storm smiled and shook her head, "you're extremely gifted. Just like all of us here."

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"Can someone explain to me what's going on?" John said, walking into Professor Xavier's office.

Xavier turned around in his chair, his right leg crossed over his left knee and he settled his eyes on the man who entered.

"Ah.. John... glad to see you again.. after your disappearance in Genosha, I didn't think I'd see you again."

"Yeah, well I didn't think I'd be back. Given the beating I took, I doubted I'd even survive after leaving the Brotherhood.."

"Remember. You're always welcome in the X Men. You only turned away because you felt betrayed."

"I'm hoping to come back, to be with you guys again. I remember those times with Cyke.. Too bad what happened to him and Jean."

"Yes, very upsetting. But we've learned to deal with our losses. I'm sure everyone will be glad to have you back. Especially Ororo and Rem."

John laughed, "Old Remy? How's that ragin' Cajun been?"

Xavier smiled a little, "He's been well. He's currently on an assignment and won't be back until tomorrow."

"Well I'd like to talk with him when he gets back."

"Indeed you will."

"Is my room still intact?"

Xavier nodded, "Fairly. We had to do some remodeling after what you did to it.."

He smirked and nodded to Xavier. "Well, I'm glad you're going to accept me back."

"It's getting late and we're about to finish up for the day. Tomorrow we'll hold a meeting and we'll get you back on the team."

"I'm counting on it, Professor."

Xavier smiled and nodded at John, "I expected as much."

John turned and headed for the door. He put his hand on the doorhandle and pushed it down, the metal on it turning to liquid and splashing on the ground as he walked out, slowly reforming into a ball once on the ground.

"It's official..Silverstorm is back.."

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"Alright, time's up. Lets get back to that session, Frag," Beast said over the intercom that blared even louder in the break room.

Huey grimaced and finished off his bottled water. He pushed his legs back down to the floor and stood up, swiping back the trench coat's flayed end as he stood. He walked out of the open door of the break room and through the doors into the Danger Room once more.

"This is the second half of the session. Hand-to-hand weapon combat."

Frag nodded, walking into the center of the domed room and standing still.

"Take a pick," Beast said, hitting a small blue button on the console as a variety of stave's, swords, knives, bats, clubs and spikes emerged from the wall in a rack.

Huey smiled a bit and walked back and up the length of the rack, his gaze moving from weapon to weapon, like a child in a candy store. He found his lollipop.

"Hello Hank," Kurt said, walking in and bowing to Beast.

"Oh, hello Nightcrawler. Come to check up on me?" Beast said, not looking away from his controls, nor Frag.

Kurt laughed slightly, watching Frag lift up a rather long katana. He tossed it back and reached in to grab a dagger, "he has an eye for danger, no?"

Hank smiled to Kurt and nodded, "he was always a wild one."

Huey threw it back and reached in once more, pulling out a rather large bow staff. He twirled the staff around his body and set it under his right armpit, loosening his grip and letting all 6 feet of the staff slide through his fingers and plant itself on the ground.

"Becoming a young Gambit, I see," Beast said.

Frag turned to Beast, smirking.

"Lets start this already.."

Hank nodded and hit a small sequence of buttons as the environment around Frag began to change.

It was the same as before, but everything seemed to have a certain.. eerie ambiance to it. Frag tightened his grip on the staff, bringing it up forwards and grasping it between his two hands, holding it out in front of him, tilted slightly towards the ground and letting the back end of it stick out between his right armpit.

"Loading targets now..You have three minutes to incapacitate the four enemies using only the staff- no powers, no tricks.

Frag nodded, watching as a man appeared in front of him from mid air, swirling in with a mist, twirling a set of numchaku (man A). He noticed two others appeared to his sides and another he just figured appeared behind him.

"Ready?"

Frag nodded, not moving from his spot, his eyes locking with the white void that was the eyes of man A in front of him.

"Go."

He watched as man A spun his numchucks around his body skillfully. Once he got close enough, he sent one end towards Frag's face. Huey ducked under it and shoved the tip of his staff on the side of the chain as the numchaku began to swing back around. With the staff blocking it, the numchaku wrapped around the tip of the staff. Frag quickly grabbed a hold of his staff tightly and dived forward with both feet, drop kicking man A in the chest with his feet, knocking him to the floor rather quickly.

Using this momentum, Frag pulled into a back flip before touching the ground, landing quickly and picking back up his staff as the numchaku began to slide off. He quickly flicked the staff in man B's direction, who was hit with full force of one of the wooden numchaku, falling backwards, still holding onto his katana. After that maneuver, Frag was sent stumbling forward from a kick to the lower back and fell to his knees. Screaming out in pain as man C threw a sai into his right arm, embedding itself into his right shoulder, making him fall to his face.

He turned his head right as man B came down with his katana vertically towards Frag's face. Using whatever strength he had, Huey rolled to the side, dodging that strike and rolling to a crouch forward. He noticed another sai soaring towards his face. He quickly laid down flat as the sai sailed harmlessly past him and clanked to the floor some 30 feet away. He sat up as a katana strike was aimed at his head, once again, dodging the strike. He watched as the man with the sai ran to pick up his thrown weapon. Frag had noticed that his bow staff was lying next to him. He rolled over the staff and picked it up with his right hand. He watched as man B came down with another strike aimed at his head. Frag moved his head mere inches to the left and bringing the staff up with his injured right arm, slamming the butt of the staff into the man's chest and sending him to the floor.

He let go of the staff and grasped the sai by the handle. He screamed as he pulled it out and threw it aside, feeling the warm sensation of blood trickling down his skin underneath his clothing. He grabbed his staff once more and moved to a crouch, using the staff as a cane, he pulled himself to his feet- and not a second too soon. Man C had struck at his head with one of his two sai, missing horrendously, stumbling forward and landing on his face. Frag quickly shook off the feeling of pain and twirled his staff and ran forwards to man B before he could grasp his katana in both hands. Frag threw the bow staff like a javelin with all the strength he could muster at man B's head. The staff harmlessly passing by and slamming into the wall behind him.

Huey took the opportunity as man C was recovering and man B was slightly stunned by the projectile attack and he ran up and kicked the man's hands which were grasping the embedded katana's hilt, making the man reel back and hold his hands. Frag ran towards the man, keeping his right hand on the katana's hilt, he yanked it out of the ground and leaped into the air, bringing the katana from behind him over his head to grasp it with both hands. Obviously not having enough strength to go straight through, he lodged the katana length-wise straight onto the man's skull. He stood there as man B stumbled a little, blood trickling out of his wound then fell to the ground.

Huey smiled. He thought he had won, but he had forgotten about man C. Before he could react, a sai flew in the air towards him from his right side. Frag took a quick look right and gasped and closed his eyes, as the sai was headed directly for his face. Suddenly, Frag's body disappeared in a gray smoke cloud- not dark purple, like Nightcrawler's. Seconds later, he appeared standing some 60 feet away on the other side of the room as his environment began to swivel and blur. His eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed backwards onto his back, unconscious.

Beast quickly turned off the simulation and nudged Kurt as Nightcrawler 'ported down to where Frag was, leaning over his body and putting one finger underneath the concave of his neck.

"Still alive, let's get him to the infirmary."

Beast quickly shut off the Danger Room protocols and switched open the automatic doors and disappearing from his glass room upstairs. Kurt picked Huey up and carried him out of the room, handing him to Beast once they met in the hallway.
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"I still don't know why you're even in my company, Mystique," Magneto said, moving to sit in a metallic chair across from Mystique in a room similar to the one that was used to interrogate Cody.

"I'm sorry sir. The X Men got involved.."

"And that's a reason to run away?"

"I didn't want any unnecessary conflic-"

"Nonsense. Our plan is ruined. The boy has gotten away."

"Not quite.." Mystique said, moving to stand, pushing her chair backwards.

"Oh?" Magneto responded, watching her stand.

"If I can do some research, I'm positive I can find where he is."

"Go then. Give me any information you can get from her.."

Mystique nodded, leaving the room, Eric slamming the door magnetically as she left.

"Pyro, tell me where I can find her."

"Well.. the bitch's right down the hall. Feisty one that is. Kinda surprised she even made it."

Mystique put a hand on John's chest as she passed. He was still damp from earlier and hasn't had a chance to change. His lighter was destroyed by the water, so he really had no chance to use his power to dry himself off. Mystique pushed open a heavy cast-iron door, transforming into Cyclops as she headed inside, walking along the rows of cages until she saw a girl wearing mostly pink and blue, with a hint of white.

"Blink.." She said, watching Blink's head rise. A small head piece covered the top of her head. A neural inhibitor- a nasty device modified to repress any mutant powers and halt any usage.

"Cyke?"