Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution or it's characters, just my OC Molly Callum and any original characters/original background characters that might pop up from time to time.
Molly woke up strapped to some kind of gurney in a mostly dark room with a few lights overhead. Molly didn't know just where she was or how long she'd been unconscious.
To her right, she could see two alien figures in the shadows. Presumably Max and Jessica.
"She hasn't responded to our transformation process. Her own morphing abilities are too strong."
"What are we going to do with her then?"
"We can't let her go. We could _eat_ her,"
There was a long pause.
"She'll have to be heavily sedated, but let's."
Molly turned into gorilla form as quickly as she could. The restraints burst under her now thicker wrists. "Hooraahhgh-erghkk!" Molly put a hand to her head, feeling dizzy.
"We tried turning you into one of us several times," Jessica's voice came out of the aliens mouth, "It took it's strain on you. You're not invincible, Molly."
"Raww!" Molly charged at Jessica, drawing strength from the intimidation. Molly was taken aback when Jessica back sided her, sending Molly flying back into a wall.
"We're stronger then humans," Max came up beside Jessica, "You're not going to win this with strength alone."
Molly quickly assessed the situation. She was outnumbered and didn't know if the X-Men would show up in time. She didn't have the option of running because there was no clear exit. Molly changed back. "So I won't use strength."
Molly changed into a cheetah, racing around. It was a two-point plan. Exhaust her captors and look for an exit. As Molly raced through the semi-darkness, the room seemed expansively huge. The far wall seemed more then twenty feet away. Molly tried smelling for fresh air, but it seemed so far away.
As Molly ran, the pair tried deterring her by spitting acid as they gave chase, but always missing Molly by inches. "She can't run forever," Max said.
ZAAARP!
Cyclops optic blast ripped through the room. Everyone stopped and turned to look as the X-Men piled into the room.
Molly made a run for it as the rest of the team tried to disable the aliens. Cyclops shot at them, but it had little effect. They were just too strong as they got up and kept coming.
"Nightcrawler!" Jean shouted. Nightcrawler teleported behind the aliens, grabbing a hold of them with his arms and tail, each.
The aliens hissed and spit out more acid, but it was useless since Nightcrawlers' grip was too tight.
"What are we going to do with them?" Molly asked.
"Whatever we do, make it fast. I can't hold them forever," Nightcrawler said as the aliens continued to squirm.
The team looked at each other. They were at a loss. The aliens started making noises, like "Rahgh-rahgh-rahgh!".
Molly quickly realized they were laughing.
"Of course they don't know what to do with us. The X-Men don't kill. The X-Men are _weak_," Jessica said.
"We could kill you," Molly stepped forward, "Except just because we don't, that doesn't make us weak. It makes us stronger then you."
More laughter. "Believe what you like," Max said.
"Uh-huh," Molly said, "So as I understand it, your species is hard to reproduce because you have to do so by force?"
"Or coercion," Max tilted his head, his stare slicing through Molly.
"I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy," Molly said.
"To refuse us-to not leave us with a way out-is to sentence our whole species to death!" Jessica cried out in a screech.
"You're putting words in my mouth," Molly said, "No one ever said we wouldn't give you a way out. It's not for me to decide anyway. We make those kind of decisions as a team."
"We'll take you back to our school and hold you under guard until we come to a decision," Cyclops said.
REMY:
"They need living beings to take over and keep their species going," Jean said as they sat inside the planning room, "We have no way to give that to them."
Max and Jessica were secured in one of the holding cells with a few of the younger students watching them.
"Ah could think of a few losers that would be better off on another planet," Rogue joked.
"This is serious," Kitty said, "What are we going to do?"
Remy looked over at Molly, who had been quietly staring into space for some time.
"What are you thinking about?" Remy asked.
"They said we weren't giving them a way out," Molly said, "Since we were refusing them. I've been thinking it over a lot. They're not being inherently evil, they're just trying to make their species survive, even if they're going about it by force. They might be the last two. We didn't give them a chance to explain anything and that isn't fair to them."
"Molly's right," Jean said, "They're obviously intelligent enough to be reasoned with."
"Okay, so let's go talk to them," Scott stood up.
The team went downstairs, but were met with the sight of the aliens escaped, in a face off with the younger students. Jessica was attached to the high point of the far wall and Max was on the floor. The floor itself had acid burned holes in several places.
"They just busted out of there," Jamie said, "They took us all off guard."
"Is anyone hurt?" Scott asked.
"No," Megan said, "They haven't been out very long."
"We just came to talk," Scott said, "We want to hear your side of things."
"You lock us up and now you want to hear our side of things?" Max said, "You're all insane."
"We're being a lot easier on you then the government would be," Remy said, "They'd experiment on you, run tests. They've done it to us too, so we're not as different as you think."
"You're not winning us over with commonalities," Jessica said.
"That's fair," Molly said, "I wouldn't be impressed either if I were you. We're treating you with decency, aren't we? We want you to tell us what's going on. If you're the last of your species, we want to help you, but we won't be able to if you don't explain. Attacking us doesn't make things better either, it just makes things worse."
"You're right," Jessica said, "It makes things worse." She spat out spores and aimed them at Kitty, but they phased through her.
"This a lost cause, let's go," Max said, shooting out thick brown bone-like things through the nearest wall. Fresh air rushed inside the room and the aliens bolted.
The team ran after them, but stopped halfway because the aliens were gone, having jumped off the cliff behind the waterfall on the outside.
"Should we go after them?" Rogue asked.
"We can try, but I think it's not going to do much good," Scott said, "They know we're protecting earth. They've probably been here long enough to know that mutants are widespread and won't let them take over. If they don't want our help, there's nothing we can do."
Scott and Jean took a few others out to search, but in the end came up empty. Later that evening, Molly and Remy relaxed out in the backyard as the sunset. Molly was in Remy arms as they sat in a loungechair watching the sky turn orange and yellow with hints of pink and lavender.
"I don't understand," Remy said, "After everything they did, you were trying to see things from Max and Jessica's side. You were willing to help them even after they'd attacked you and I. After I almost became one of them."
"I guess I just did it because I know how loneliness feels," Molly looked up at him, "It would be hard to be the last of a species. Hard to repopulate they way they need to. They have to feel alone and I can understand that."
"I'm glad we're all here so you don't have to feel so lonely anymore," Remy wrapped his arms tighter around Mollys shoulders.
A couple weeks went by. The movie had, of course, been canceled because of explosions on the set and it's two stars going MIA without a trace. The fans were disappointed, but the students at the institute we're all relieved. No more waking up at 4 am and going all the way downtown to act as security for a bunch of ungrateful Hollywood types.
"So do you think anymore actors might be a bunch of aliens?" Kitty said, reading a magazine on the floor, as the kids hung out in one of the rec rooms one afternoon.
"Maybe. They all act really strange," Kurt said from one side of the couch.
"I don't know," Molly said on the other side of the couch while snuggled lengthwise against Remy, "Paul Weaverly is too cute to be some bug-eyed creep from outer space."
"Not again!" Remy moaned.
"I'm not obsessing," Molly said, "He's just a good-looking guy."
"I'll consider myself replaced now, before I find a stash of magazines in your room," Remy sighed.
"I can't cuddle with Paul, but I can always cuddle with you," Molly snuggled into Remys chest.
"Don't suck up to me by being cute," Remy gave her a dry look.
"But I wuv you," Molly put on her best "cute" face.
"Someone pass me a trash can," Rogue glared, "I think I'm going to wretch from you guys being disgusting."
That got everyone in the room laughing, which was interrupted by Megan and Heather coming in to the room.
"Do you guys want to go to the movies this weekend?" Megan asked.
The team looked at each other. The answer was unanimous before it was spoken.
"No!" Everyone answered at the same time.
"I think it's going to be a few hundred years before we ever go the movies again. Thanks, but no thanks," Scott said.
"Sheesh, we were just asking," Heather said as the girls turned around and left.