The following takes places at the end of the X-Men Evolution episode "Bada-Bing, Bada-Boom"
"I am on a month of probation, I have to vash all of the uniforms, and I have to vash and vax the X-Jet," Kurt told his best friend in his usual German accent. Scott gripped the railing of the balcony and leaned.
"That's not so bad, you know-"
"After sessions with Logan." Scott grimaced.
"Ouch."
"I never should have left. She doesn't even vant to be here anymore." Scott sighed and looked out towards the carnival the high school had put on as a fundraiser. His sentence was cut off as he saw something falling from the sky.
"Kurt-"
"On it!" Kurt teleported out to alert the X-Men as Scott ran to his room to change into his uniform. He switched his glasses to his visor and ran to the main room of the Institute. It took seconds for the rest of the X-Men to join him.
"What's going on?"
"It looks like an asteroid is heading straight for us. Storm, I need you to fly up and get a better look. Jean, I need you to see if there's any way you can slow it down. Shadowcat, you and Rogue get us visuals. Nightcrawler, be ready to teleport me or Spyke up to the roof to destroy it if needed." Everyone nodded and went to do their assigned job. Scott followed Jean outside to see what he could do to support her, and to see if she was able to slow the asteroid or not. If not, he needed to be prepared with a new plan. Jean put her hands to her head and tried using her telekinetic abilities to slow the asteroid.
"I, I can't hold it much longer, Scott," she told him, straining. Scott nodded.
"Ok, can you hold it for five more minutes?" Jean's nose started to bleed, but she nodded. "Nightcrawler," Scott called into his communication device. "I need you to get me and Spyke to the roof, now!" A second later, Scott was on the roof.
"What now, Cyclops?"
"Jean, let it go!" he called into the device. "Shadowcat, Rogue- does someone have a visual on the asteroid?"
"It's naht ahn asteroid, Cyclops. It's a plane!" Scott looked up to the sky and saw the not asteroid, but definitely burning thing, coming straight for the Institute.
"Jean," he said into the communication device. "Can you pull it to us?"
"That's easier to do. On it," Jean returned.
"Don't hurt yourself. If it gets to be too much, stop." Scott watched as the not-asteroid started coming towards them. "SOMEONE GET ME ICEMAN!" Bobby was there in a poof of blue smoke.
"What's going- holy crap!"
"Iceman, as soon as it starts getting closer, I need you to put as much ice on it as possible. Storm," he said into the device, "help Iceman by cooling down the fire with rain. The more rain the better!" The rain started, fast and hard. Scott put his hand over his visor and tried to clear the water from his vision.
"Now?" Iceman asked.
"Wait for it… now!" Bobby sent ice in the air towards the not-asteroid and it was immediately inclosed in a casing of ice. "Nightcrawler, get it down here! By the pool!" Scott watched Kurt teleport away and saw his smoke on top of the ice. Scott used his powers to create a space for the thing to slide and stop without causing too much damage. The now block of ice landed and did exactly what Scott had hoped.
"What is it?" the other X-Men asked him as the rain stopped.
"I don't know. Let's get the ice off and we'll inspect it then. Is everyone ok? Jean?"
"Just a headache. I'll be fine," she responded, landing on the roof next to Scott. She swayed a little bit on her feet and Scott rushed to her.
"Let's get you inside and resting. I'm sorry. You should have stopped-"
"A headache is better than dying." Scott sighed, knowing she was right, but still concerned for her.
"Go in, see what we have for you to take, and rest." Jean nodded and Kurt walked up to her.
"Vould you like a lift?" Jean smiled and nodded and Kurt teleported them away. Scott looked around.
"Iceman, how are you?"
"I'm good, Cyclops. What do you need?"
"Can you make a slide for us to get down from here?" Bobby nodded and rolled his shoulders before making an ice slide from the roof to the ground. The X-Men took turns sliding down.
"It's like, freezing!" Kitty said, shivering.
"It's ahyce," Rogue reminded her, rolling her eyes. Scott shook his head and walked over to the unknown falling object and looked at it. He fell back as it started to shake.
"Fall back!" he called to his team. The X-Men stepped away and covered themselves as ice flew off of the block and sprayed them. Scott looked up and saw… things coming out of what was now obviously a hatch opening from a plane of some sort.
"Please help! Our captain is hurt!" a lizard man asked Scott.
"Um… ok? Where is your captain?" Scott saw a human sized white feline come out of the hatch, supporting a man dressed in a blue and red uniform with some sort of bird on his chest. He had semi-long brown hair that was kept out of his face by a blue bandana wrapped around his head. She laid the man on the ground and Scott lowered himself next to him to check to see if he was breathing.
"He has a pulse," he called to Storm. "Someone get Nightcrawler back here with a stretcher." Scott saw bleeding coming from the man's head. "Do you have bandages?" he asked the lizard man. The lizard man nodded and went into the hutch, returning seconds later with what Scott assumed was a first-aid kit. Scott rifled through it, seeing weird odds and ends before finding antiseptic, gauze pads, and tape. He quickly cleaned the wound as best he could and covered it with the gauze. As soon as he finished, Nightcrawler was there with a stretcher.
"Help me get him on," he asked the strange mutants. The lizard man and a guy with a metal eye helped lift their captain and carry him into the building. Scott noticed that the cat woman was holding the captain's hand as they carried him inside. The crew stopped once inside and looked to Scott.
"Where can we put him?"
"He is welcome to stay in our Med Lab until he is well again," Scott heard Professor Xavier comment. "Cyclops, you can lead them there." Scott nodded and showed the three, four including the unconscious man on the stretcher, to an elevator in the back room. He pressed a button on the elevator and it closed the doors and took them to the lower levels. Once they exited the elevator, the man on the stretcher shot up, grabbing his head.
"What the hell was that?" he asked.
"Corsair!" Scott stopped walking as it seemed the group needed a minute.
"Did the Shi'ar get us?"
"They blasted our ship," the lizard man told him. "We got knocked to Terra."
"Are you sure Ch'od?" The lizard man, Ch'od, nodded. "Damn. Where are we?" The crew looked up at Scott. The captain turned to look with them and saw a kid.
"Um. You should still get checked out, even if you're awake now. It's safe here for… everyone." Corsair got off of the stretcher and held a hand to his head.
"Hello. I'm Corsair, and this is Ch'od," the lizard man nodded, "Hepzibah," the cat woman nodded, "and Raza," the one with a metallic eye nodded. "We're the Starjammers."