Sal: I know you wanted a chapter six, so here it is. Sorry it took so long love.

Guessswho: No I don't think that the homicidal guy was Nny, as I'm not sure who Nny is.

Tamarani: Hey, glad you like the story, and the characters.

Robbie the Phoenix: Thank you very much for adding me to your alert list, and I'm very glad that you like the characters. I try not to add too many original characters, but when I add them I try to make them as real as the regular characters, I hope it's working out well so far.

Author's Note: I'm very sorry that this took so long, I'm still working on it, but new chapters are taking me forever due to school. However now summer vacation is here, so I should have more time. Also, I'm re-writing the movies a bit, for several reasons.

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Chapter 6: Arguments

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Monday morning, a time for classes, a time for waking up and realizing that you should've worked harder over the weekend, a time of realizing that you have only a few hours of freedom left before you are required to give up the rest of your beautiful day inside a small cramped classroom. That is of course if you go to school, but for those who live at a school there is no escape.

The mansion at Xavier's was roaring with life like a busy ant-hill. Students filling the halls as they moved from their rooms to get something to eat, go to classes, or get in some fun before they actually had to go to class. It seemed that everyone was meeting everyone for the first time. Friendly shouts were given in greeting, and friends clasped hands or slapped as they past.

Edward was out of his room as well, though none noticed him, none could even see him as he walked with his back pack downstairs. He had been up most of the night with her, they had talked well into the morning, just like the old days. It turns out she wasn't just visiting, she was attending Xavier's now too. Her mutation had manifested shortly after his had, but no one had noticed it for a while. He was still unclear as to exactly what it was, but that wasn't his primary concern at the moment.

His major concern was the fact that his bedroom was empty, and had been all night. Schizoid wasn't there. He had no idea where Schizoid was, and usually it wouldn't have bothered him, but he knew that Schizoid wasn't with the professor, Scott, Jean, or Kitty either. He had checked. In fact he'd spent a little while going through the mansion, unable to find Schizoid.

"Professor." Edward said as he came down the stairs, the professor wheeling past in his chair. "We've got a problem."

"What's the matter Edward?" The professor asked as he looked over to the boy who was just now becoming visible.

"Schizoid isn't in the room, hasn't been all night. I can't find him. I think he might've run off." Edward said with an evident tone of worry in his voice.

"I'm sure there is nothing to fear." The professor said with a slight smile. "I'll see if I can find him..." The professor's face seemed to change to a more serious one as he spoke. "He's not in the mansion."

"Then where is he?" Ed asked raising a slight brow.

"I don't know. Neither does Jean." the professor said, obviously he was communicating telepathically with at least one other person at the moment. "I'm going downstairs. See if you can find out where he might've gone, or if anyone else from the mansion has gone missing. Perhaps he went out with a few friends."

"Sure." Ed answered as the Professor wheeled towards the hidden elevator that led to the downstairs, the main area of the school even though most of the students weren't allowed down there for anything other than approved activities.

The professor entered the elevator, his face wrinkled as he was deep in thought, or at least he appeared to be deep in thought, in truth he was scanning the minds in the mansion to see if anyone knew where he had gone, it didn't appear that anyone had any idea.

The elevator stopped and the professor wheeled out of it, Jean standing there with Ororo waiting for him. She had probably been in the medical lab when he had contacted her. "He's not in the mansion." Xavier said with a distressed tone in his voice. "We need to find him. If anything happens I don't know how I'll explain it." It seemed he was as worried for himself and the school as well as for Schizoid.

Jean and Ororo silently waited outside the doors of Cerebro as the professor donned the helmet that allowed him to connect with every mind on the planet. The room turned red, holographic projections of people passing by the professor as he sat motionless, eyes barely open.

After a few minutes passed before the professor reappeared from the opening doors of Cerebro, Ororo and Jean greeting him with solemn looks.

"He's at the park just down the lane. About a mile." The professor said solemnly. "His thoughts are confused, almost impossible to make any sense of." He shook his head. "Jean, would you be willing to go and pick him up?"

"Of course Professor." Jean said with a nod.

"Ororo you can go with her, I want you to speak to Lucas specifically. Ask him for Lucas. I want you two to bond, he feels as though he has no friends." The Professor said with a nod.

"Sure thing professor." Ororo said with a slight nod.

Elsewhere

It was a beautiful Monday morning. People in this small town woke up and began moving with the sunrise. It was like a rain that started small and built momentum as time went on. The worst part was that the park had been open for hours, and one could almost think that they were the only person to ever discover that part of land, their secret spot, only to realize that it is free to the public.

On a bench overlooking the pond sat a rather slender Jamaican teenager, his dread locks were tied back in a tail that reached his shoulders. Unlike normal hair however his was blonde in color, and his eyes a deep brown.

"What should we do then?" He asked out loud. "We've been here all night and we haven't come up with anything. Do we go to classes, do we ask if we can teach? Do we find jobs in town? Do we try to lead separate lives? What do we do?"

A moment of peace seemed to come for those around him, but not for him. He had two people shouting at him in his head. He could hear them as though they were standing right next to him, though of course no one else could hear them.

"What about the professor? Should we ask his opinion? His permission? Are we really free? JT thought it was an exchange program thing with the Asylum..."

He was right, and they all knew it. They weren't really free to do as they pleased. They were just in a different kind of holding cell. A more open cell then they had been before. Now they were in a school for mutants, and while all of them liked the idea of training their powers, none of them could agree on the regular academic side of things.

"What about Ed? Maybe we should ask his advice." He spoke aloud again.

"No. What would he say? You can't predict that lad. He's too odd." Markus' voice rang clear as a bell through their head.

"It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. How is one more opinion going to help us consolidate three? We need to just let each other live our own lives." Lucas' voice spoke up for the first time in a while.

"You mean like Lucas goes to class, Markus teaches, and JT finds a job somewhere?" He asked aloud. It seemed to be that JT was speaking out loud now, as he was the one in control of the body.

"What if we don't want to sit through your classes?" Markus asked.

"Tough." Lucas responded. "I have to sit through your teaching."

"Fine. Then we're in agreement." JT said with a slight smile as he looked at his reflection in the water. "Lucas can go to his classes. Markus can ask the professor about teaching, and JT will find a job somewhere."

"So long as we have the professor's approval." Lucas added.

"Of course lad." Markus agreed. "Of course."

"This seat taken?"

A new voice, not Markus' and not Lucas' spoke, causing the boy to turn a bit quickly, surprised. It was a familiar voice all the same though. Jean stood there with a slight smile on her face, her red hair blowing ever so slightly against her cheek because of the wind.

"Go ahead." Schizoid answered with a slight gesture to the spot on the bench next to him. "How did you know we were here?" He asked casually.

"The professor has a machine that finds mutants. Apparently you have a very unique signature, that's how we found you the first time." Jean answered as she sat down.

"We understand." He answered with a slight nod, his eyes on the reflection of the sky in the pond.

"So what are you doing out here?" Jean answered. "We were worried about you."

"We needed to talk to each other for a bit, clear our head. It was... crowded... in the mansion. We need to think some things out without being overheard or looked at strangely." He answered flatly.

"Who looks at you strangely?" Jean asked.

"Oh come on. Even your boyfriend thinks we're about to snap and kill everyone in their sleep." Schizoid answered. "That, combined with rumors, combined with... us. Equals a very tense student body."

"I'm sure they don't mean to." Jean shook her head.

"Come on. Even the weirdest of the weird look at us like we're from another reality. That Rogue girl first instance. She won't come within ten feet of us, she's scared to death. You can see it in her eyes." He picked up a pebble from the ground. "Others too. Kitty seems to be one of the only ones that actually gives us any positive attention. She's a nice girl." He said as he tossed the pebble into the water, creating a ripple effect as the pebble sunk to the bottom.

"Just let them get used to you." Jean said. "It always takes a little bit of adjustment when a new student comes. I'm sure with time you'll have lots of friends."

"Right. Cause Lucas, the shy nerd who never puts down his books will go out and be popular. JT won't be looked at as a jerk by the ladies, and Markus, well of course an Oxford Graduate and a Professional Engineer will get along extremely well with a bunch of highschoolers." He laughed.

"You make it sound worse than the Asylum." Jean said with a slight laugh.

"It can be." Schizoid answered with a shake of his head, the blonde dread locks shaking loose from the pony-tail a bit.

"You don't mean that." Jean said shaking her head.

"No. We don't. But we're not accepted there. It's not the best place for us." Schizoid answered. "Lucas wants to go to school, Markus wants to teach, JT just wants to go surfing again. The student body doesn't really know what to do with us. Half of them are scared of us, more of them are too curious about us to do anything but stare at us as we walk by. Ed's the only decent one. He treats us like we're a person."

"So does the Professor, and myself, and Scott." Jean defended.

"Scott thinks we're a dangerous menace to society. We can tell. He thinks we're going to go crazy and kill everyone." Schizoid answered.

"He just doesn't know what to think of you. He can't see what the professor and I see." Jean answered.

"And what is that?" Schizoid asked.

"Three confused men, who are stuck together, and can't decide what they want to do with the rest of their life." Jean answered. "They're not just voices in your head. They're people. I believe that."

"You sound almost as crazy as we do." Schizoid smiled, the first smile for the whole conversation.

"Well it took some getting used to, but even the slow learners get it eventually." Jean smiled back at him. "Come back to the Institute. Ororo's waiting with the car."

Schizoid stood up, a little roughly. "Let's go then. Lucas wants to get back in time to go to some classes."

"Sure." Jean said with a slight smile as she stood up. "And we'll talk to the professor about Markus teaching."

"You think he'll go for it?" He asked with a slight hint of hopefulness in his voice. It seemed that was the only chance of getting peace for all three of them.

"I don't know." Jean answered honestly. "I think he'll be willing to consider it, give it a shot. And don't worry, Scott won't have a say in it one way or the other."

The two of them laughed for a few split moments as they walked to the car that Ororo sat behind the wheel of to the end of the park. Jean opened the back door for Schizoid as Ororo got out of the driver's seat, and moved to sit in the back seat with Schizoid. Jean moved to the driver's side after she shut the door behind Schizoid.

"Can I talk to Lucas?" Ororo asked looking to him.

"What's wrong with JT?" He asked looking to her.

"The Professor wanted me to talk to Lucas specifically." Ororo said with a slight smile. "If I have to explain it."

Schizoid didn't say another word, but his blonde hair turned black, and his brown eyes shone blue with a sparkle to them that seemed to be joyful, even though the expression on the face was still in a frown.

"The professor tells me your from Boston." Ororo smiled.

"Originally yeah..." The boy's gaze turned away from her and turned towards the window, watching the park fly away from view.

"And that your Uncle in New York took you out of the Asylum for a while." Ororo said as if asking for verification.

"That's when we met JT." Lucas added.

"Right." Ororo nodded.

Lucas looked back to her, but his gaze quickly returned to the window, a slight blush hitting his cheeks, though it was barely visible. It seemed that Lucas was the shy one out of the bunch, and that nothing Ororo could say could really break the shell that he had set up to try and hide himself from it.

"Jean tells me you want to go to classes and get your highschool diploma." Ororo stated, it sounded like she kept mentioning things for Lucas to verify.

"Yeah. Lucas does. Markus already has his college diploma, and JT graduated highschool, so neither of them want to go through it again." He answered.

"I see. Well why don't you tell me what kind of things you're interested in so I can work out a class schedule for you." The woman smiled as the car pulled into the Xavier Institute's driveway.

"Is that..." Jean's voice came from the front seat, the first time for the entire little excursion since they had gotten into the car.

Schizoid looked out the window, a motorcycle stood just outside the front doors of the Institute, a little bit of wear and tear on it.

"That's Scotts bike." Ororo confirmed.

"Doesn't look like he takes very good care of it." Schizoid smirked.

"No... Someone else took it for a while." Ororo said with a slight smile as Jean pulled the car into the garage.

The three got out of the car as soon as it had pulled to a stop. It seemed as though they were all eager to get back to whatever it was they were dealing with in their minds at the time.

"So who is it that came back with the motorcycle?" Schizoid asked as he looked up to Jean. Jean didn't respond to him, merely moved towards the door that led inside. It was odd, it was the first unfriendly action he had witnessed her commit. Ororo didn't seem surprised at all, she just followed Jean's lead and began moving to the door. "Never mind we'll figure it out on our own." He responded to the silence that followed his own question.

The three of them, Jean, Ororo, and Schizoid made their way through the halls of the Institute and into the main foyer. There stood a man with black unkept hair that stood out to the sides, a white wife-beater on his torso and a pair of denim jeans covering his legs. He had a bit of hair on the bottom of his face, but not a full beard, just a bit of stubble. It looked like he'd been out in the wild for a few weeks or something.

"Miss me?" The man asked looking to Jean.

Rogue and Bobby were also there, Rogue slipping behind Bobby as Schizoid moved forward.

"Well look who's come back." Ororo said with a small smile.

"Hi Logan." Jean said.

Schizoid was actually quiet for the first time when confronted with a new face, at least recently, he seemed to be keeping his eye on Rogue, who looked at him as though he were going to kill her. Lucas seemed to be a little tired of her fear of them to the point of boredom.

"Storm. Jean." The man said a bit more solemnly as he nodded to each of them respectively. "And who's this?" He asked looking to the boy who was clearly with the two of them.

"We are Schizoid." Schizoid answered for himself. The young African-American boy was a little shorter than Wolverine, and not half as intimidating but he didn't seem to be scared of the new man at all.

"The kids that Charles picks up." Logan muttered.

"We're not a child." Schizoid responded, then seemed to change his mind. "We're a student."

"Whatever Schizo." Logan replied. "So, where is chuckie-boy anyway?"

"He and Scott had an appointment to see an old friend of the professor's." Ororo answered. "Schizoid here decided to leave last night and Jean and I had to bring him back."

"That so?" Logan asked.

"Yeah. You planning on sticking around for a while?" Ororo asked curiously. "We're going on a field trip tomorrow. We could use an extra chaperone."

"Where are we going?" Schizoid asked.

"To the museum of natural history." Ororo answered. "It'll be fun."

"We'll see." Logan responded.

"Hooray and now the Wolverine will join us." Schizoid said with a smirk.

"How did you know that name?" Logan asked, looking to him. "No one had mentioned it. You a psychic?"

"No. Lucas is human." Schizoid answered.

"And neither Markus or JT have Psychic abilities." Jean added.

"Who?" Logan asked.

"Nevermind." Jean said waving him off.

"He heard someone say the name. That's all." Ororo shrugged.

"No. Markus knows it." Schizoid answered. "His father knows it."

"What?" Logan asked, a look of confusion on his face.

"Nevermind." Schizoid shook his head. "We'll be upstairs." He said moving towards the stairs.

"No wait." Logan said moving forward. "What do you know about me?"

"Just the stories Markus' father told him. War, blood, comrades, the wolverine." Schizoid answered. "Bed time stories." The boy said with a slight smile.

"You two know each other?" Bobby asked, he and Rogue were still there, standing in the background.

"No." Schizoid answered. "Markus' father knew him. That's all."

"Who's Markus?" Logan asked looking to Jean.

"Markus is one of the people... inside Schizoid." Jean answered.

"What?" Logan asked, more than confusion, desperation, in his voice. None of this was making any sense at all. None of it.

"We're going upstairs." Schizoid said again, repeating himself as he moved towards the stairs.

"Wait." Jean said looking to Schizoid. "Logan, I'll explain it in the professor's office. Schizoid why don't you and Ororo go and get your class schedule together."

"Okay." Logan said as Jean gestured him into the professor's office.

Schizoid, Bobby, Rogue, and Ororo were left in the foyer, the fireplace flickering behind them as the wind outside beat against the doors.

"You're starting classes?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah. Lucas wants to finish highschool." Schizoid answered.

"Cool. Maybe we'll have some classes together." Bobby said with a slight smile.

"Yeah. Maybe." Schizoid answered. "Can we go on the field trip tomorrow?" He asked looking to Ororo.

"I don't see why not." Ororo said with a smile. "You are a student after all."

"Cool. We'll get to hang out a bit." Bobby said with a nod.

"You want to hang out with us?" Schizoid asked.

"We've hung out before haven't we? We're friends aren't we?" Bobby asked with a smile.

"We guess so." Schizoid answered.

"See then?" Bobby said with a smile. "You, me, Rogue, and John. The four of us will hang out at the museum tomorrow."

"Sure." Schizoid said. "Sounds fine with us."

Ororo smiled as she and Schizoid moved towards the stairs, moving upstairs to work out a class schedule. Her mouth making the words "thank you" silently reach Bobby who just smiled and nodded them off.

"What'd you do that for?" Rogue asked as soon as the two were out of sight, her gloved hand slapping his arm.

"Jean asked me to." Bobby answered. "And besides, he seems like a nice guy, he's just... different."

"He scares me." Rogue stated honestly. "I... I don't like him."

"Don't worry Rogue. Everything will be okay. You've got me and John there too. It's not like we're making you be alone with the guy. Besides. He seems like a nice guy. He wouldn't do anything to hurt any of us."

"The guy doesn't even know who he is." Rogue responded as she shook her head. "He makes me nervous."

"I know." Bobby said, holding her hand and giving it a light squeeze. "But trust me. It'll be fine. Just wait till tomorrow."

"You swear you won't leave me alone with him?" Rogue asked squeezing his hand.

"I promise." Bobby said with a smile. "It'll be you, me, John, and... Lucas. Just hanging out and having fun."

End of Chapter 6

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