This happens three years after Apocalypse. Enjoy. Since there was an enormous amount of original characters, I have decided to try to dedicate a chapter to each person. These chapters are going to no longer than three pages length in word.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own X-Men Evolution. OCs, however are owned by their respective creators.

X-Men: Restoration

Chapter One: Mark Silders

Xavier smiled as he saw his class of new mutants listening to Storm's lecture on probabilities but not about the mathematical probabilities. The children got enough of that at Bayville High. These probabilities were about the probability of survival. Storm talked about the use of their gifts in a safe way not to cause anyone else danger. Xavier watched a student sleeping in the back of the classroom. He had dark green hair that stood out in the class. Xavier couldn't help but notice him sleeping there. He had talked to Xavier earlier in the year about his odd hair color and said that it happened when he got his mutation.

"Mark, you better wake up" He mentally said as he sent the message to the boy. The boy perked up. He nodded in reply as he turned his brown eyes to focus on Storm. Mark Silders played with two marble dice in his hand as his other hand was propped up against his head. He bit his lip as he concentrated on what Professor Ororo was saying but all he saw was math. He calculated out the probabilities by using his dice: who was next most likely to fall asleep, what the answer was most likely, when Prof X would leave and how long it was until dinner with the statistics of a danger room session because of yesterday's incident.

Mark sighed as he recalled the little adventure. Coralie was jabbering away about skipping Bayville to go to the mall as she flipped her frizzy long hair back and forth. Eric, Marina and Camlin were nodding in approval. Mark was tired of the hearing Coralie's voice going on and on..so he calculated the chance that this could go off without a hitch. He rolled his dice and he nodded approvingly at the probability.

"If I can make your homeroom teacher get sick, we will most likely not get caught with a 95% of likely success." Mark replied dryly as he showed Coralie two 1s on his dice. She hugged him and he realized at what he had just gotten himself into. Great. He got the teacher sick by making it likely that every kid sick in her class sneezed at him. Mr. Burgle was sneezing like crazy by 2nd period. However, his mutant ability which was making unlikely things happen had a catch attached. Whenever he worked in the favor of others, it tripled his bad luck. That is why Mark only liked planning things.

Everything was going fine until Camlin summoned a dog ghost (well, at least that what he thought it was because she was petting the shimmery air) because she felt sorry for it being alone. She petted it in public and the people at the mall started to stare. Camlin just smiled in her sweet way unknowing of the attention she was drawing. Well, it ended up on the internet with Camlin bursting into tears, Eric ready to electrocute me and Coralie ready to bring on the most painful 'transfer' ever.

Mark stared at the board as Storm pointed at the examples and asked for the answers to the situations. He couldn't participate because of his edge over the other students so he watched Grace play with the flowers blooming outside the classroom. He watched the poppies dance to and fro as he began to doze off again.

He dreamt about the day his hair turned green. His dad was a black jack dealer at a small casino. It had always been him and his dad side by side since he was little. They watched television, ate and played sports together. It was tough life at the apartment but Mark managed to make it through with no drugs, no alcohol and no gang tattoos on or in his system. He got out of being picked on as the funny guy who made everyone laugh...not. It was blackjack that saved him. He taught the bigger guys blackjack and how to win even though Mark could never win himself. His father found out and told him that wasn't the brightest thing he had done because getting involved in any kind of gambling was dangerous. His dad lectured him as he laid out the cards one by one as they talked over playing 21. His dad wasn't the best at punishing him or in fact anyone. Mark's dad told him never to gamble but just play it for fun like they were. They played five hands of the game. Mark won every one of those games and he had no clue about how he did it. His dad was an expert at card counting and math. Mark had never been good at math at all; he was a history type of guy. He just knew that he had a desire to win and he concentrated on that. Suddenly, his hair turned green before his father's eyes and the room was filled with formulas. Mark could tell him the angles of the walls, how fast the ceiling fan was going, and how he could win every deal of blackjack by simply just focusing on the probability formula. His dad was blown away and thought Mark was just a stroke from boy genius. The Prof came as soon as Mark was finished explaining the entire physic and math equations that had filled his mind. His dad sent him to Xavier's so Mark could better himself and not end up like him living in the slums of Las Vegas. After Mark's revelation of his mathematical abilities, his father went to a community college to become an accountant. Mark smiled in his sleep as he remembered when his dad showed him his degree in accounting last week. It had been four years since he had come to the Institute.

He was awoken by the soft voice of Grace but before he could say thanks she quickly shuffled out of the classroom. He got up and tried to suppress his probabilities to the back of his mind. Sadly, he wasn't surprised when Kurt showed up with Kitty in the middle of the hallway as the crowds of new students. He predicted that the likelihood chance of that happening was 89% according to his statistical findings. The stats were that their Tuesday classes were over; Kurt has to teleport Kitty home because she is a terrible driver, and Kurt likes teleporting in the hallway because he can always freak somebody out.

Mark smiled as he saw the seas of students split as Logan marched down the hallway. His smile was wiped off his face as Logan made eye contact with him.

Logan pointed his finger mark's way "Hey, Lucky charms. Danger room, now." Mark let out a deep sigh and trudged after the man as he heard an obnoxious laugh over his shoulder. He was for sure by 99.9% that it was Coralie. He regretted ever helping that ghoul reaper. Logan glanced over his shoulder and smiled at Coralie and she stopped laughing.

"Wait…Coralie!" her twin, Camlin said as she followed after Coralie. Logan gave her the signal and she was following Mark soon after. The best part about it was that he didn't even have to cause it to happen because it was so much like Logan. Now, he felt better.

In the danger room, they met Eric and Marina. He grimaced at the line up. Eric looked confident but you couldn't get past his very intimidating appeal, at least outside of a fight. Marina however, was staring with serious eyes at him that made him uncomfortable, and she looked ready to eat him alive. She smacked her fingerless gloved hands against each other as she squinted at him. So Mark admitted that he wasn't the favorite of everyone since he shouted out probabilities all the time in the danger room...and he was also a little lacking in the cool battle moves department. He was the strategist of the group but usually everyone just got really peeved at him.

Logan smiled at his new students and pointed directly at the green haired boy who he deemed Lucky charms. "The lesson today is 'Capture the runaway mutant' and today's runaway mutant is Lucky." Logan smirked as he left them in the control room. Mark cringed at the thought of four angry students coming after him.

"Whoah." He said as a big hunk of metal flew across the room. Marina held her hands in the air as she motioned for a huge ray gun to come flying at Mark. "Whoah, Rina!" He smacked together his marble dice and there was a tic that echoed throughout the room. Mark suddenly saw calculations and physics splattered across the danger room. He saw the ray gun come full speed at him. He saw Eric shot an electric bolt at it. "WHOAH!" He breathed a deep breath, concentrated on the equation that would make the ray gun drop. The ray gun made a thump in front of him as he quickly jumped out of the way of flying debris. He did a little 'yay, I'm not dead dance' and he then sprint away from an intimidating Eric.

"You get back here, Silders! You afraid you can't take on the great Eric of Electricity?" He roared. Mark hated how Eric could get in a battle. Whatever happened to the shy meek kid when Mark really wanted him?

He then ran into a metal wall that projected out of the ground. "Really?" He huffed and attempted to get up.

However, Camlin and Coralie jumped on him from behind. They weren't called the Phantasma sisters for nothing. He saw Camlin touch the ground and raise up her hand. His eyes got big and round as she summoned a ghost.

"WHOAH!" He shouted as he saw shimmers and Coralie touched it. He struggled beneath the twin sisters but they had him pinned. He had to brush up on his fighting skills. Coralie banged him on the chest and suddenly he felt extremely sad. Crap…the transfer of death.

"How does it feel to be lovesick?" Coralie laughed as Camlin stood cowering behind her. He felt a black abyss of darkness before him and there was no way out. He laid there as he started to cry profusely for an…unknown man who was lost to him. Curse you transfer of death! Why did it have to be a girl ghost?

Mark sighed as he saw the four people who hated him most loom over him with their powers full charged. Craaap.

Hope you all liked it. I will be incorporating more characters into each character's vignette. I started on Mark early so there are a few new OCs in his. I tried really hard to describe everyone's powers to the best of my knowledge. It is really hard to describe the Dante sisters because no one can see the ghosts but them. Do you guys like Mark? He is annoying, lazy and extremely funny. Next chapter is probably going to be about Camlin and Coralie Dante. i did them together because they are almost always together.

Sincerely, Anonymous

PS. I am SO excited to write this!