Disclaimer: LOgan, Jean, Scott, Professor, etc. (you know who all is original) aren't mine,never will be unless someone is really nice and decides to buy them for my birthday. (SEPTEMBER 22!) Reagan, Conner, the Hicks, and Alex are all mine. Alex is new and still mine. Anyway, yea, I finally figured out a name for this after what seemed like forever. If you didn't notice already, it is now called Finding What You Didn't Know Was Lost. Weird I know, but very very unique if I don't say so myself.
A/N: Ok, so I added a title and I added a character, Alex. Alex is Scott and Jean's son, he is 10 years old, and he was an accident. An accident that Logan can't stand to look at even though Alex thinks Logan is a hero. Alex also knows of Conner and Reagan, because he heard Logan and Jean fighting one day, but no one except the Professor knows he knows. If that makes any sense. Oh, and if I forgot to say, Jean knows of and has control over Pheonix.
Reagan and Conner awoke from their psychic coma at the same time. They both remembered what happened instantly. Both 12 year olds sat staright up on the medical tables. Visions of four people they didn't know blurred their minds' eyes. Although, strangely, two of them were fimialiar but they didn't know the faces, just the feelings around them. It made no sense to either of them and they looked around the room and to each other. The four people that they had seen in their visions, plus another woman sat in chairs scattered about the room. A man with unruly dark brown hair shot up from his seat as soon as he saw them sit up. As did the red haired woman.
Conner stared at the woman noticing just how much she looked like his sister. Her read hair and emerald green eyes made her look like a grown-up version of Reagan. The only real difference was her skin color which was paler than his and Reagan's, but she had freckles like them, too. He paid no attention to the man that looked like he could be a grown-up version of himself.
Reagan didn't spare one look at the red-haired woman, but kept her gaze intent on her brother's look alike. He looked exactly as if he could be the future version of her brother except he didn't have freckles. His toned chest and muscled bi-ceps reminded her of what could be if Conner kept doing all the workouts that he did everyday.
The twins glanced at each other with confused glances, not believing the other hadn't noticed their look alikes. Conner scrunched up his nose and jerked his head towards the red haired woman ad Reagan did the same towards the tanned scruffy looking man.
The twins took each other's hints and glaned at the adults. Both twin's chins dropped like a comic book picture and their eyes about popped out of their heads. The looks on the adults faces were melancholy, happy but sad, and almost scared. The woman took a step forward and reached out her hand.
"Jean Grey, nice to meet you," she said. She first took Conner's hand and shook it, then Reagan's. The dark haired man then stepped forward beside her and reached out his hand.
"Logan, it's a pleasure," he said. Finally, Reagan got her voice back and decided to ask a question.
"Logan, what?" she asked, slowly and quietly.
"Logan, just Logan. Or Wolverine if you prefer. And you both are?" he asked. Cool and calm on the outside, but on the inside, Reagan and Conner could both tell that Jean and Logan were both trembling with fear.
"I'm Conner. Conner Hicks. And, this is my sister Reagan. Now, where are we and what are we doing here? Speakng on that matter, how did we get here?" he asked. Suddenly finding his voice and a tiny bit of confidence to go with it. He had automatically went into protective brother mode over his sister and refused to let anyone harm her.
"On that note, let me introduce myself," the man sitting in a wheel-chair said as he rolled infront of the other two adults. "I am Charles Xavier and you are at Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters. Here, we are all like you. We are all mutants," after letting that sink in he continued, "You've met Logan, or Wolverine, and Jean, also known as Pheonix. This is Ororo Munroe, also known as Storm," he said as a dark woman with white hair approached and shook their hands. "And, this is Scott Summers, also known as Cyclops."
"We all have powers like you. None of our powers are exactly the same and until now no two mutants have had the exact same powers. You two are the first," Jean explained. "I am telepathic, much like the two of you, except that mine is quite advanced, and I am also telekinetic. The Professor is also a very advanced telepath. Ororo can control the weather and produce storms, hence her alias name. Logan has enhanced senses, and adamantium attatched to his bone structure, which he produces claws from. Scott, can radiate a controled amount of laser beams out of his visor from his eyes." she let all the facts sink in as the twins eyes shot to and from every person in the room as she told them of their powers. Their eyes finally landed on her's once again. "So, you see, you aren't alone at all. This school is full of mutants of all ages. Some younger than you, some the same age, and some older."
"We already knew we weren't alone. We have watched the news you know," Conner shot at her. Still upset and confused by every new fact that she had pured into his brain and he felt almost over-loaded.
"Conner, shut up. These people are like us, they know what it feels like to be a mutant. Let them help us," Reagan intervened.
"No, Reag. We've never really needed anybody have we? Our parents weren't even our real parents and we didn't need them anymore than we need these people. We are fine on our own!" he fired back, his animal side appearing.
"Con, stop. Just quit it, okay? We are in this place to find out how to control these things. The voices in our heads, and those, those, claws or whatever they are can be controled and used for good you know. You remember how we used to talk about those mutants on TV that were good and saved all the runaway mutants?" she asked trying to calm him.
"Well, yea. Of course I do. We wanted to be one of those one day," he answered.
"Well, guess what? I'll bet you ten bucks that this is them," she said.
"You've got that exactly right, Reagan," Xavier answered. All of them stepped forward to where the adults formed a perfect line. "We are only part of the X-Men."