Traveling to a parallel universe wasn't as hard as it seemed, or really any different from flying the jet normally. Landing was strange, as it felt almost like a spinning carnival ride stopping to quickly, but Rogue was the only one affected by it.
" I think I'm gonna be sick!" she cried.
" Hang on!" Logan grabbed a plastic bag from under Storm's seat, and tossed it to Rogue, who promptly proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach into it.
"Carrots… why is it always carrots?" She moaned. Storm rolled her eyes as Logan and Scott laughed. Slowly the spinning sensation stopped, and as soon as it did, Rogue tried to leave, she stood and just kind of swayed for a moment, her eyes slightly unfocused.
"Sit down, kid." Logan grabbed her gloved hand, and pulled her down into her seat.
"We need to look at these files, and find out about these children." Storm turned to Scott. "How do you access the files?"
"Do you want me to have them read aloud, or projected onto the screens?"
"Screens." Storm decided.
"Main Computer. Access Uncanny Files, and upload to Handheld."
"Yes, Cyclops."
The same photo that Scott had seen earlier flashed onto the screen of an unsmiling raven headed girl with flashing green eyes. The caption said:
Name: Ella Stillwater
Age: 15
Mutation: Control of weather
Height: 5'4"
Biography: Since the death of her mother two years ago, she has lived with her aunt, and five cousins. She has is a shy, straight A student who doesn't know her potential. Ella believes that her ancestors have cursed her, and is afraid of her newfound abilities.
"Have fun, Storm." Logan laughed.
Another picture replaced the girl. This one was of a brown haired boy with brown eyes; he was slightly slouching in his picture, and was frowning.
Name: Daniel Norton
Age: 17
Mutation: increased healing abilities, and high immune system
Height: 6'0"
Biography: Orphaned at the age of two, he was raised in various orphanages, and foster homes. He ran away at the age of eleven, and now lives in a tenement that he shares with two other boys. He is at risk of an early death on the streets.
"Just your type, huh Logan?" Rogue drawled.
A girl with iron gray eyes, brown curly hair, and full red lips, looked away from the camera away from the audience.
Name: Ann Krien
Age: 16
Mutation: absorbs other mutant's abilities, memories, personality, an physical abilities
Height: 5'8"
Biography: Ann has had a normal home life with good parents and good friends. Since the manifesting of her abilities, she has become more reclusive.
"Poor thing…" Storm murmured.
Now a photo of a young man with chestnut hair, closed eyes, and sadness in his face sitting in a hospital bed took Ann's place.
Name: Paul Alexander
Age: Unknown
Mutation: Red energy beams that shoot from his eyes
Height: 6'2"
Biography: He was the sole survivor of a private plane crash when he was only a few months old. No one knows anything about his family, or where he is from, around his neck was a medallion containing the image of St. Paul, and that is how he was named. He and Rose Greyson have been friends for three years, and since he developed his mutant abilities he has been blind.
Scott was silent, as this sounded so much like his early life. "Jean… you helped me so much as a teenager, and now you're gone…"
The final picture appeared on the screen, a girl with shoulder length dirty blonde hair, dark brown eyes and a large, warm smile.
Name: Rose Greyson
Age: 17
Mutation: Level 4 telekinetic and Level 2 telepath
Height: 5'7"
Biography: Rose is an only child, and even though she is scarred by her telepathic abilities manifestation, she remains sane. Professor Xavier visited her, and saved her sanity, but she still has difficulty controlling her mutation.
"She's Jean!" Logan exclaimed.
" She does not look like her, but she is the same." Storm added.
" They're all like us…" Rogue murmured.
"And they need our help." Storm stood as she said this, and began to exit the jet. "Scott, activate the shields, and let's go." She, Logan, and Rogue left the jet, as Scott sat there staring at the picture of Rose, and comparing it to the photo of Jean in his hand.