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The X-Spector is on hiatus for right now. I feel like I need to write this story right now. Since so few reviewed (not after Ocean's Viola), here are some feedback comments for my author's note: D! To Gregarious, I am glad you liked the chapter. I'm sorry I've disappointed with Ella turning evil but hey maybe things will turn okay in later chapters. I could change my mind…since that does happen often. S.G., your questions will be answered in full in this chapter where Trent will spill the beans on everything. Ocean's Viola, I missed you lots and I am sorry I do not remember your login ID. Thanks for reviewing a lot. Look forward to seeing your fun comments in the future.

Also, let's celebrate we are into the chapter twenties! Yay, thank you for all of you who have support XMR for this long. Please enjoy as our story comes to a close, another will begin. I have already thought of some ideas for the next season of XMR. It's called X-Men: Redemption! I kind of like the R idea so I just continued with it. Other title I was thinking of was X-Men: Awaken. Also I have decided to make it little narratives of the gang.

Sorry for really late update had to rewrite this chapter three times to get the feeling right. Happy reading!

X-Men: Restoration

Chapter Twenty One: Trent Bamback

He opened his eyes as the sweat poured off his body. He just had screamed his head off. He couldn't control the impulses but they came and went. He felt dazed as if he had arisen out a stupor. He could feel the restraints that they had put on him digging him at the sides. He had been abducted. He heard whispers around the room as he shifted his gaze around his holding location. His father had warned him of this. It smelled rancid and the odor was almost unbearable. It was wet. Everything was wet. That was when he realized he was in the sewers. He grunted as they approached him in the rubble he had caused by his amplified screams. He cringed at the sight of them. He was surrounded by ugly mutants. He saw a familiar face through the crowd of odd mutants.

"Aria." He whispered as the vines grew tighter around him. She grunted.

"How's your father?" She said irritated as she approached him. She stared at him in disbelief with bitter eyes. He shivered. This girl was piercing him with her storm gray eyes. They stared into him as if they could pick away at every secret or dark thing he knew. All of the mutants in the room noticed their connection and immediately left. They didn't want to get involved with Aria's past. They knew better and Lila had the scars to prove it.

"Fine as always." He grunted.

"Still using mutants for his benefit? Looks like you were one of the privileged. Of course, his own son would be way up there with the marquees and dukes of his hierarchy." She laughed sourly as she continued to glare. "I love to look at you in pain. It is satisfying for all the years of damage your father did. Did I tell you that he tried to kill me? Strangle me until I could be barely breath then drop me like a bag of bones. What a doctor he is." She said without flinching. Her gaze steadied as she looked him over. Trent saw her hands trembling though as if he embodied his father's spirits. Trent blinked as he felt the chains become looser. Trent knew his father was crazy.

"You have no idea…" Trent grimaced. He stopped fidgeting and brought his eyes to the disgusting ceiling. He knew that he owed these ugly mutants his life. His father was actually normal before his mother's death. They were known as the perfect family. His father was a doctor, his mother a beautiful housewife and Trent was a great student. His mother died after a mutant killed her in a robbery where his father tried to defend them with rational words. It didn't work. His father lost his mind when he knew that she passed. He locked himself up for hours at a time in her closet. Trent took it hard too and it produced a huge resentment towards mutants everywhere. His father poured all of his savings into The Institution where he and his team worked to look for a cure which would make them completely human. He went insane once he found out that his own son was one of them.

"Trent, I know what kind of person you are. You aren't as evil, cocky, or charming as people believe you have come. I still remember the horrified look on your faces when your demented father brought you down to there… "

"How did you manage to escape?" Trent said as he smoothly diverted the subject. Aria glared at him but answered his question. She held her hands at her sides. Trent noticed they were balled up in fists.

"With a little help from the outside, an invisible mutant named Noah Beech. I don't know about Rogue, Zane, Ella, Allie, or any of the other prized projects; though I heard through the grape vine that some of them escaped." Aria said the tension and anger in her voice elevated. Her eyes burned through Trent. She knew she held in all of her anger towards him. He was trying to be practical so he sternly said through his clenched teeth as he tried to hold back his emotions.

"My father hates me. He really does hate me. He took me around to look at you all; suffering…he never said a word but tortured you all. He took me to see captures. I saw him shoot Ella and Wesley's father who put up too much resistance to the kidnapping of his two children. I saw him shock Zane's parents to death, and I saw him laugh at Allison's parents as they were on national news announcing that their daughter had disappeared. My father worked with Allison's mother in the ER. I watched Ella's little brother, Wesley die. He was just a boy" he paused to stop his voice from becoming choked up. "My father is an evil man who hates me to the core." Trent said disgusted with himself. He coughed as he leaned his head back. "He made me be anti-mutant because he would have killed everyone I carried about."

He thought of the fear in people's eyes as he dominated the hallways chanting terrible things. He was struck by the agony in Sarah Goldman's eyes as she ran to the janitor's closet each time she saw him with tears in her eyes. He had to beat up Marcos several times because he was so defensive of his cousin. He didn't want to but he to keep his image of being a tough jock up. He felt a revolting taste in the back of his mouth as he thought about what he had done.

He saw Aria's tense stance soften as she loosely crossed her arms once again. She looked like she was putting on an act. Before she could formulate her translation of Trent's true intentions, she whipped around at the sound of voices and splashing of feet. From the sound of it, the feet were few. He saw what looked to be students from his school appear. He saw Marina, Reagan, Bobby, and Sarah appear.

Aria angrily grunted as she glanced back at Trent. "What do you X-Men want? Peace and reconciliation?" She shouted as RJ and the other mutants ran in. Trent was kind of surprised to see that they were X-Men but he was reassured when he thought back over all the dirty glares and crying eyes he had seen. Seems about right.

"Give Bamback to us. We need to get Rogue back and he is our ticket." Marina said as stepped forward. Reagan looked at Bobby who raised his hands.

"We can use him together. We need a valuable hostage to set our demands with them." RJ said as he punched Trent in the gut. Trent let out a guttural screech as his entire body flexed.

"We'll fight for him." Bobby said as he began to make the sewer water a glassy white. Trent realized that it was ice. Suddenly everyone was up in arms. Reagan had superhuman reflexes as she shifted right and left avoiding the snapping vines coming at her. She jumped up as one ivy arm was aimed at her feet. Marina had energy beam like force fields as she guarded her friends. However an ice beam hit Marina's force field and bounced in the right place to freeze the ivy chains around Trent. What irony! He chuckled lowly. Trent broken free from his vines easily since the girl that put him in it was too preoccupied to even notice. He jolted up. He wanted to help them defeat his father. He heard a screech from the middle of the crowd.

"STOP!" Sarah said exasperated. Everyone looked at her with shocked eyes. She wasn't one to shout. "D-d-don't f-ight! We n-n-need to join to-get-ther." She said and then she stood up straight, looking more confident than ever. A dramatic change in demeanor came over her as she spoke. "Can't you see that we are all mutants? We all want to be accepted. We are all striving towards the same goal, to see a future where we can be free to roam as we please and not to be judged by our mutations. We need to be rising against The Institution to show them that we are wanting be accepted." Sarah stared at them all with such eyes, filled with compassion, concern, and innocence. Sarah had spoken clearly without a stutter and said such words to move their hearts. Trent saw the tough looking Marina wipe a tear from her eye.

RJ snickered then let out a laugh. "Like we would ever join your cause." RJ pronounced each word with an angry edge that just about sliced Trent's hearing. It disturbed him. Trent knew he had to say something. He would probably end up dead if he uttered these words in front of such people like the X-Men.

"They need you. We need as many mutants as we can get. The Institution is not like anything you had seen before. Rogue is only one of the Elite. My father has raised a mutant army to fight against us. He says a human will not die in this battle and he is exactly right. We will be fighting our own if we want to get to him. I know most of you do not trust me but I am the only one that knows how to defeat him. And we need to get moving now; there are only a few days before this whole entire side of the hemisphere is turned upside down." Trent said as he swallowed his words down. They all stared at him with the most puzzling faces. He breathed slowly in as he felt his nostrils flare. He had to defeat his father.

"How do we know we can trust the likes of you?" Reagan said as she peered at him through her long wavy blond hair.

"I'm a mutant. I'm going to be returned to my father, I would rather it go off with a bang." Trent replied. He told them as detailed as he could his story and they slowly start to come around to tolerating him. They were skeptical of him, of course. He would probably never gain their trust. They did begin to talk to each other though.

"We need to get back to the X-Mansion. There we can formulate our strategies and see what the Professor thinks. We failed at getting to the main core so we need to try again." Bobby said. He couldn't say another word since they saw the tunnel light up in sparks of electricity. The light burned Trent's eyes. He felt the hot sparks fly onto his skin. He heard a familiar voice. It was that stupid blunder block Marcos from school.

"Gotcha!" Marcos said as he popped out of a fuse box attached to the cement wall. He changed from an electric man into what Trent was used to seeing him as. "You guys are stupid. I can travel through any electric lines you got and hiding in a dingy sewer is not a good hiding place."

"Apparently, since you of all people found us." Aria groaned as she held a smug face. Marcos dully smiled at her then glared. Trent glanced around the room to see if Marco's cousin, Sarah was anywhere to be seen. She had disappeared.

"What is that supposed to mean?" he replied. Trent smacked his head. Vega was dumb as bricks.

"You want to fight, Vega?" Bobby said as he laughed. Marcos turned from Aria to Bobby. He gave Bobby a skeptical look.

"Cocky and confident as ever, Drake. Why don't we take a spin?" Marcos said as he became a huge bolt of electricity sending deadly shocks through the water. Bobby tried to freeze the water around them but Marcos was too strong. Trent felt his body go numb. Marcos might be stupid but he was powerful. Marcos stopped the shocks as everyone was sprawled out on the disgusting sewer floor electrocuted. "This is just a warning. The Reaper says the deal is off since his son has become a traitor. Next time The Reaper sees you Trent it won't be as your father but as the enemy." Marcos snickered as he left with a zap as Trent saw what he thought was an electric foot slip into the fuse box. He rolled over in pain as he groaned. No one trusted him. No one at all.