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This is evolution verse-kind of. This story is a little bit AU but not too much I hope. Please give me some feedback; you have no idea how much it means to me when people do. I'm trying some, different, formatting so I hope that's alright. Love you lots!

Chapter 1: Just another piece of the puzzle

Xavier's school for gifted youngsters Tuesday

"Hey Scott I was wondering if I could borrow your car tonight? Rogue asked walking out of the kitchen. "Kurt and I have a family therapy session with Mystique at 6."

"I thought the professor wasn't going to make you go" he asked, looking up from his books momentarily. POOF! Suddenly Kurt appeared on top of the table making Scott jump and nearly spill his Pepsi. "KURT!"

"Sorry" he replied, , hopping to the floor with an easy grace "I forget."

"Yeah, but I figured it'd be nice for Kurt and I to get a little peace of mind, ya know?" Rogue walked over to the table and pulled out a chair, plopping into it with a tired sigh. "Clear the air a bit maybe."

"yeah, that'd be good I guess. Just watch out for her alright? She can be pretty tricky when she wants to be and-" she cut him off with a glare and scoffed;

"I think I can handle myself, thanks." and with that she got up and began storming out of the room.

"Rogue, wait! Here." he cried out, reaching into his right pocket and tossing her the keys as she turned around.

"Thanks. I'll make sure she's full when I come back."

"Anytime." he checked his watch and looked to Kurt, "You guys had better get going, its 5:30 already."

"uh-oh! Meet you in the garage, Rogue!" Poof! He left Rogue coughing in his wake before she turned and ran out of the room. Scott just chuckled and went back to working on his assignment.

In the professors office

"But Professor," Jean reasoned as she turned from the window peering down at her mentor "isn't David under the control of his counterpart Lucas?"

"I thought so as well, however," he said, clasping his hand together in front of his face and scrunching his eyebrows together. "about a month ago I tracked him down, and it seems he's in control again. Only this time he can use all his powers, he retains the appearance of Lucas, and he calls himself, Legion."

"Then what's the problem, Chuck?" Logan inquired plopping down into a leather chair, "What'd you call us in for?"

"It seems he did not gain control without help, and that help was not exactly free." he wheeled himself to his desk and pulled out a file, opening it up to a photo of a strange cloaked figure "The mutant behind all this is Lavena, she is a technopath and has been taking over the minds if several mutants. This is a picture the mutant who appears to be her greatest enemy, we have no information on it nor do we have any pictures of it without its cloak on, they call it 'The Shadow' and it is a member of the Acolytes."

"So who are we after, Charles?" 'Ro asked, approaching the desk. "Cyber, or the shadow?"

"I'm not sure, Storm." he looked over to Logan "I'd like to keep an eye on both parties, but for now we do nothing."

"So in other words we're either goin up against bucket-head with this chick who nabbed your brat," Logan grumbled "or we SAVE the punk and help out mutant supremacy freaks?"

"Logan!" Jean turned towards him angrily, eyes widening in indignation.

"What now, kid?"

"You're being insensitive! That's the professors SON you're talking about!" she glared at him accusingly. "NOT, his 'brat'."

"Sure Red, sure." he got up and headed for the door.

"Loan, wait!" Ororo turned to look at him with concern in her eyes "Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go for a drink and do a little 'investigating' of my own." he turned back to face everyone and popped his claws on the word investigating. "I wanna know what we're dealing with here. Chuck says she's got a mind control device, I wanna know how many mutants she strapped it on, who they are, what powers they got, and most importantly if we can FREE them without having to KILL them."

"Things are getting too dangerous out there for mutants. I'm not about to let you go wandering off on your own." Her stare hardened and she clenched her jaw, turning to the Professor. " I would like to accompany Logan, if that's alright with you Charles."

"I see your quite set on this Ororo." He smiled slightly, "You do not need my permission to go, but for what its worth I would actually much rather you do stick together. I would like to request, however, that you both take your communicators. As you said before Ororo, it has gotten to be very dangerous for us."

"Do I get any say this?" Logan said, turning back to the Professor. At the adamant expressions on his, Jean's, and Storm's faces he slid his claws back into his hands with a sigh. "Never mind then," he looked at Storm. "just change first, we ain't going to a business meeting. Put on some jeans, lose the jacket, and forget the jewelry and we'll be on our way." With that said he walked out of the room, Ororo following close behind.

"ummmm…. Professor? Is it just me, or did Logan give in a lot easier than usual?" Jean asked with a snicker. "Could 'Wolverine' be going soft on us?"

The Professor turned to his student and chuckled. "Well, Jean, if he hasn't yet it can't be too long before they do."

Downtown Manhattan late that night

The strange woman dragging Jae along by the arm, moved impossibly fast through the thick crowd of panicking humans. Her long hair whipping around her like daggers made of the midnight sky, her sharp features hardened into determination and her eyes flashed from a neon to a dark, ominous venom green. She pulled Jae into a dimly lit alleyway and the girl fell to the ground gasping and sputtering.

"What the hell do you want with me?" She cried out as the stranger came to stand over her, daring Jae to try and run, "Are you with those weirdoes who were after Cyber? What did she ever do to you people?" The woman scowled.

"Idiot!" Her voice was light and high pitched though not unpleasant. "I'm not AFTER Cyber, she's my mother." At first Jae was going to yell that that was impossible, they looked nothing alike. Then she looked again and there were the similarities. They had the same perfect figure and graceful stance, with identical angular, sloping cheekbones. They also had similar jawlines and chins, delicate with a certain sharpness to them. "Plus, you shouldn't care about her. SHE IS after YOU!"

"W-what? No! But-those people-"Jae was silenced as the girl pulled out a strange looking geekoid collar. Just like the ones that those kids who were after Cy wore. "You ARE one of them!" She gasped.

"No, this is a mind control device. One my mother made. All those people attacking her are her minions, she means to make us into them." She looked almost sad for a moment before her expression hardened again. "The explosion, the attack it's all just a ruse. She's trying to trick you; she plans on using us as both hostages and warriors at the same time."

Jae was silent for a while before she noticed two small violet haired toddlers coming in through the alley. "Tama! Yasa! You're okay!" The girl looked near tears as she walked towards the strange children. There was a girl and a boy, the girl was taller and their expressions were blank. They wore adorable little Japanese outfits with shiny blinking collars-Wait a minute. Collars? Just like the mind control ones….

"WAIT! STOP! TH-" But it was too late for warnings, the children ripped the collar from her hands and- taking hold of each other's hands- rose from the ground in a glowing semi-transparent orb. Suddenly the collar flew out and towards the girl who had, apparently, just saved Jae's life and locked around her neck. "No…." Suddenly Cyber was there with a blunt chunk of debris fom the explosion in her hand.

"Nighty night, Jae-cat" and then-oblivion.