Here's the next chapter! I decided to make this series kind of like Season 5 of X Men: Evolution. So there will be filler chapters, just like filler episodes. And thanks to Wolverine15120 and Sister Grimm 13 for your feedback. I now have a codename for the geokinetic boy.
Mystique turned the knob and opened the front door to reveal a beautiful blond woman standing outside. "Hello, Emma. Long time, no see."
"I was surprised to get your call, Mystique." Emma Frost stood outside the doorway of the Brotherhood of Bayville Boardinghouse, dressed all in white, with a white, furry cap. The temperature had dropped that day, as they were approaching autumn. "I never knew you were the type to ask for help."
"Never mind my reasons." Mystique brushed her off in irritation. "I only called because I am in need of your...talents."
"Why else?" Emma asked, examining her gloved fingers, an act of indifference. She had a slight accent that sounded Canadian.
Mystique ignored her comment. "Just tell me: Can you do it?"
"What's in it for me?" Emma looked Mystique in the eye. She was trying to manipulate her, something she did often. But Mystique was not easily manipulated.
"I am paying you far more than enough for the job I need you to do." Mystique growled. "Don't even try to play that game with me."
"Of course not." Emma feigned disappointment. "Now are you going to let me in, or do you want me to do it outside?"
"Just...come in." Mystique snapped. She stepped aside and let Emma enter. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. It was the first thing she always did when dealing with other mutants, especially one as tricky as Mystique. The blue shape-shifter pointed to the boy, who lay unconscious on the couch. "There he is. How long will it take you?"
"That's impossible to know, at least right now it is." Emma knelt next to the boy and placed her hands gently on his temples. "Let's begin."
Back at the institute...
"I cant wait!" Kitty Pryde bounded into the living room of Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. "Tomorrow's the new students' first day!" The other students were relaxing after school around the giant fireplace. Outside, the wind howled as a storm picked up.
"You mean the Prof's actually going to let them in?" Rogue looked up from the book she was reading. "How many are there?"
"Fifteen." Kitty responded, barely succeeding in containing her excitement. "They're going to stay in the third floor of the institute, you know, the one that we've been furnishing?" She started jumping up and down, buzzing with excitement.
"Ugh. Fifteen more crazy mutant kids runnin' around." Rogue closed her book and got up. "I think I'd better go get a good nights' sleep. It'll probably be my last for a long time."
"Hey, don't look at it that way." Jean spoke up from her spot on the couch, next to Scott, of course. "Look at this as an opportunity! An opportunity to make new friends, to learn more about yourself, to-"
"Yeah, yeah, all that and more." Rogue turned and walked up the grand, sweeping staircase to her room.
"Oh, and there's more good news!" Kitty squealed, her perky mood not at all dampened by Rogue. "All the younger students-" The younger students in the room, Sam, Bobby, Amara, Tabitha, Rhane, and Roberto all perked up, "Tomorrow, because we will have many new recruits, the Professor will officially make you all X Men!"
"AAAAHHH!" Amara squealed with delight. She jumped off the couch and flung her arms around Sam's neck tightly. A faint blush crept across Sam's face, but then he, too, started cheering.
"AWESOME!" Bobby slapped Roberto a high-five.
"WOO-HOOO!"Tabitha jumped onto the table and started dancing. Rhane jumped onto the table and joined Tabitha.
Jean smiled and watched the younger students celebrating. She remembered when she first became an X Man, with Scott. Then came Kurt, Kitty, Spyke, and Rogue. Now, these young men and women were the newest generation on X Men. And tomorrow, new students would be arriving to take the newer recruits' place. But she knew that as long as they had friends that would stand by them, the X Men would always be victorious in the end.
Charles Xavier sat in his office, deep in thought. Emma Frost was at the Brotherhood house. That was not good news. Dealing with Emma was dangerous, because her intentions were never clear. Sometimes, she really did mean well, but tried to make it seem the other way around. Other times, when her intentions were not so good, she tricked and manipulated people into helping her. And the fact that she was a telepath made it even for harder for Charles to see what she was really thinking, and on top of that she could convert into diamond form, which made reading her mind impossible.
"Hey, Chuck. Something troubling ya?" Wolverine walked into the room, arms folded.
"In a way, Logan, yes." The Professor sighed. "Emma Frost is at the Brotherhood house."
"Frost?" Wolverine exclaimed, the familiar shink! of his claws extending punctuated his surprise. "What's she doing here?"
"I don't know, Logan." Professor X replied. "But I have a bad feeling that it might have something to do with the Brotherhood's...newest member."
"What?" Logan snarled. "You mean that the kid the Brotherhood snatched is with them now?"
"That very well may be." the Professor sighed again. "And I'm not going to try and force him into doing anything. He'll have to decide on his own. But," The Professor's eyes narrowed, "We must be prepared to deal with any problems they might stir up."
Meanwhile, at the Brotherhood of Bayville Boardinghouse...
"You've been sitting there for almost half an hour!" Mystique exclaimed, irritation building in her voice. "How much longer is this going to take?"
"Much longer, if you don't stop interrupting" Emma Frost turned and glanced at Mystique.
"Well, hurry up and get on with it." Mystique snapped. "I didn't pay you to come here and waste my time."
"What is she doing, anyway?" Toad leaned against the wall on the far side of the room.
"How should I know? Mystique never tells us anything." Pietro grumbled.
"Wait...I think I'm getting through to him." Emma spoke up. She furrowed her brow in concentration.
"Well?" Mystique tapped her foot against the floor.
"I can't get into his memories." Emma explained. "For some reason, there are a number of mental barriers placed in his mind. And from what I can tell, there were placed there by a very powerful telepath, possibly as powerful as I am."
"And you wait until NOW to tell me this?" Mystique exploded. She grabbed Emma by her collar and lifted her to her feet.
"Wait!" Emma gasped, trying to free herself. "I said the telepath who put the barriers in place was almost as good as I am, but not better. I've been...whittling away at the barriers, and I've just about broken the first one down."
Mystique snarled and released Emma, who smoothed out her collar. "Now, would you mind leaving me in peace so I can finish?" she asked, her voice edged with annoyance, as she knelt back down next to the boy.
Mystique growled and spun on her heels, stalking out of the room. Toad and Pietro wordlessly followed.
Emma concentrated harder. She saw swirling memories that were hidden behind the first barrier, a young boy and a girl, his sister...both the same age...The girl, a dragon...their mother, a woman with flowing black hair and hypnotic green eyes...placing her hands on her son's temples...screaming...blood... the woman's voice, 'you have great power in you, You will someday be great...' a father...angry, red eyes...then...darkness.
Emma drew back from the boy sharply. She was panting. The boy's memories were so vivid, so intense...
But she had what she needed. When the boy woke up, he would be at their mercy. Emma had accessed his darkest memories, so now Mystique could manipulate him to her will. Emma got up and was about to report her progress to Mystique when..."AAAAHH!"
Emma shrieked and looked down. The boy had sat up, and was gripping her tightly around the wrist. His eyes glowed an intense blue-green. Emma stared in horror. The drug was supposed to last longer! She tugged her arm, but his grip was too tight.
"L-let me go!" she cried. His grip tightened. She tried to push him off mentally, but she couldn't break through the mental blocks soon enough. She had only one choice. She closed her eyes, and in a flash, cold, hard organic diamond took the place of soft, warm skin.
"Let me go." she commanded, her voice more threatening.
"What were you doing to me?" The boy demanded. Emma didn't answer, confident that she would be safe in diamond form. But then, something happened that even Emma could not've predicted. The boy let go, but then quickly waved his hand upward. Before Emma could react, she was thrown upward and crashed into the ceiling, cracking it. What's happening? She asked herself frantically. This didn't hurt, but she needed to subdue the boy. Of course, Mystique had mentioned that he was a geokinetic. He's manipulating my diamond form! Emma tried to revert back to her natural form, but then the boy clenched his fist. Suddenly, she felt like the life was being squeezed out of her. The boy crushed harder, and small cracks started appearing around Emma's hips.
"I said, what were you doing to me?" The boy squeezed his fist. "WHY DID YOU RELEASE THOSE MEMORIES?"
"NYAH!" Emma's face contorted in pain as she was crushed. She was just about to shatter when the pressure suddenly went away. Emma, unconscious, immediately returned to her natural form, and, in doing so, released the boy's control over her. She fell and crashed into the ground, where she lay, unmoving.
The boy jumped up and looked around. The blond woman was out, did they really think they could beat him with a woman made of diamond? That was just asking to be beat. He was just about to make a break for it when the front door when suddenly several people burst into the room.
"Stop him!" Mystique was flanked by Pietro, Lance, Wanda, and Toad. "Do not let him escape!"
At that command, Pietro started running in circles around the young boy, obstructing his vision and slowly moving in.
"What's wrong?" he taunted. "Cant hit me? 'Course you can't! I'm too fast for you!"
"Think again, creep!"The boy swept his hands forward, and the cement walls crumbled. He brought his hands together, and the pieces of the wall gathered around Pietro, trapping him.
"H-hey!" he wailed, struggling madly. "Lemme out!"
The boy snapped his fingers.
"AAAHH!" Pietro was propelled into the air and hit the ceiling.
"Oooh." Pietro moaned. The boy reached up and closed his fist, and the ceiling encased Pietro, who had stopped struggling. With one down, the kid turned back to face them. Lance stepped forward and clenched his fists. The room started to shake, and pieces of the ceiling started to rain down. The boy raised his arms, and several pieces of rubble stopped in mid-air. He then flung his hands forward. Mystique, Wanda, and Toad managed to get out of the way, but a large chunk of cement slammed into Lance.
"Oof!" He grunted in pain, and he crashed into the wall, unconscious. Toad leaped onto the wall, and shot his long, slimy, disgusting tongue at the boy. He dodged to the side, then flicked his hand toward Toad. Several fallen chunks of the ceiling came hurtling toward him. He managed to dodge one, but the other banged into his head, knocking him out. Mystique pulled out a small dart gun.
"Stop," she commanded him, "Or I will have to shoot."
The boy dropped his arms in a gesture of submission. Mystique smirked and put away her dart gun.
"Smart boy. Now, come quietly."
"I NEVER COME QUIETLY!" They boy clapped his hands together, the ground buckled and shook as a large wave made of earth hurtled toward Mystique. Unfortunately, she was too fast. She leaped into the air, and, with speed even Pietro would be proud of, whipped out her dart gun and shot.
"AAH!" The boy yelped, as two red darts embedded themselves in his neck. He tried to take a step forward, stumbled, and collapsed. Mystique landed with catlike grace and stepped forward and lifted him up by his arms.
"Now I see why Xavier was so desperate to get his hands on this one." She looked at Wanda, the only standing member of the Brotherhood. "Along with you, he could make the Brotherhood unbeatable."
"S-sure." Wanda turned and hurried up to her room. She hoped that Mystique didn't take much notice to the fact that Wanda didn't help in restraining the boy. Somehow, it didn't feel...right. If the boy didn't want to be here, and Wanda didn't think they should be keeping him here, why should she help? She ran into her room and shut the door. Her room was painted red, with brown trim, fitting colors for a girl of her temperament and personality. She dropped onto her bed. What she really needed was a good night's sleep. Maybe things would make more sense in the morning.
Back at the institute...
"AAH!" The professor's eyes snapped open. He removed the Cerebro headpiece.
All students, meet me in the living room, now. He sent out a telepathic message.
...
"What's going on, Professor?" Scott asked. He, Jean, Rogue, Kitty, Kurt, Storm, and Logan, along with the rest of the students, had gathered in the living room.
"Well, as you know, Emma Frost has recently shown up at the Brotherhood house." Professor X began. "I was keeping track of her activities when her mind suddenly became...inactive. Seems there was a flurry of activity at the Brotherhood house."
"What kind of activity, Chuck?" Wolverine asked, leaning against the doorway.
"Well, Logan, let me put it this way. All the members of the Brotherhood except Wanda were knocked out, in a similar way to what happened to Emma. Then, everything was calm."
Surprised murmurs rippled throughout the room.
"Who could take out almost the whole brotherhood?" Jean asked. A look of worry was etched onto her face. The Professor furrowed his brow.
"I believe," he said, "That this is the work of the Brotherhood's newest guest." He looked up. Everyone was looking at him expectantly.
"X Men, get suited up."
There! That's the longest chapter I wrote so far. As you can see, the next chapter is going to be partly about new students at the institute. I've already got some, but I would appreciate it if you would PM me some of your OCs. I will pick five of the best ones and use them in my story. And don't forget to review! Thanks!