X-Men of Tomorrow
by Ben church
The X-Men, Jubilee and Gyric are the property of
Marvel comics. Mulder and Scully are owned by either
Ten Thirteen Productions, or Fox. The Tomorrow People
are owned by Nickelodeon Studios. Flash, Max, The Cat,
and Shade belong to none other than...TWIST!
Author's notes: In the interim between this story
and A Family Affair, several new students have been
enrolled.
The X-Men were involved in a battle with some
Sentinels that were equipped with a new weapon that sent
anyone hit with it's beam into another dimension. The
X-Men were instantly transported to the Magical world of
Kryyn (Owned by TSR) and participated in the Dragon
Wars. If you want the whole story, read the last
Dragonlance Meetings book, the Preludes books and the
Dragonlance Chronicles trilogy, and imagine the X-Men in
the story. Don't panic, this information will become
relevant in a later story. This story takes place right
after Fatal Attractions.
Chapter 1
Washington DC
April 15
9:15 a.m.
Mulder sat in his office, happily reading the
latest issue of Weekly World News. Scully entered, saw
what he was reading, and sighed.
"Is that the file on our new case Mulder?" she
asked.
"Just looking for possible witnesses." he smiled.
Then he looked over her shoulder and frowned. "Can I
help you?" he asked the man in the doorway.
"Agents Mulder and Scully?" the man asked.
"Yes, what can we do for you?" Scully asked him.
"I understand you're the ones to turn to when I
have a case involving unexplained phenomena."
"That's right." Mulder said. "Why?"
"I'm putting together a team to investigate
certain recent...disappearances. I was hoping you could
assist me."
"Well..." Scully began.
"We'll have to clear it with Skinner, but we'd be
glad to help." Scully looked at Mulder incredulously.
"Thank you. Meet me at the Silver Diner in
Rockville tomorrow for lunch. I'll have all the
available information for you then."
"We'll be there Mr...."
"Gyric. Henry Peter Gyric."
Westchester County, New York
April 15
9:15 a.m.
Hotshot pulled the trailer into the driveway of
the mansion, glad to be home despite the wonderful time
they had had. He looked over at Jubilee asleep in the
passenger seat.
"God she's beautiful." he thought. He hoped that
the ski trip had done her some good. "Did me a lot of
good at least." It had taken his mind off, at least for
a little while, the harrowing past few weeks. "Jeez,"
he thought. "An unscheduled trip to another dimension
with dragons and gnomes, then Wolverine almost dies, and
leaves the X-Men. What next?"
He stopped the trailer and turned off the engine.
He sat for a moment, looking at nothing in particular.
Then he turned and studied the rest of the students
who'd accompanied them.
First there was Peter. His real name was Damion
Forrest, but he insisted on being called Peter. He was
a real freak about Peter Pan. His whole life had been
spent studying fencing and fighting. He also did a
pretty fair imitation of a rooster. His mutant ability
was flight. He even looked like Peter Pan, short
unkempt brown hair, and slim build. So in a way he
really was Peter Pan. "Except he'll grow up." Hotshot
thought. "At least I hope so."
Next, there was Zachary and Angela Maxwell.
Flash and Max. Their mutant abilities would one day be
a great asset to the X-Men. Flash had the ability to
transform himself into a pure beam of light. In a way
it was like teleporting, only different. Max, her power
still blew Hotshot's mind. She could create anything
she wanted from the air molecules around her by
compressing them together.
Adam Hogan, and Daron Shaw sat behind them. Of
all Xavier's newer students, these two came from the
farthest away. Daron was from Alaska and was distantly
related to the Civil War Colonel Robert Gould Shaw. His
mutant ability was shapeshifting. He could turn into
anything, regardless of size. He called himself The
Changeling. At first, this had made the other X-Men
uncomfortable because of the death of another student
who had also called himself Changeling.
Adam, came from the other side of the world. The
Australian outback. He was related to the actor Paul
Hogan. Or so he claimed. He had yet to produce any
proof. He could create illusions that were so real,
that even telepaths had a hard time telling them from
reality. His code name was Illusion.
Fast asleep in the back, was Marrissa Storwell,
The Shade. She was a Vietnamese orphan who, before
enrolling had lived in a foster home with 7 brothers and
sisters. Her power allowed her to transform into a
shadow.
Hotshot looked again at Jubilee again. Like him,
she'd lost her whole family. Her power to produce
fireworks out of her hands was almost as fiery as she
was. "She's so quiet when she sleeps." he thought. He
knew it wouldn't last.
And finally, there was Hotshot himself. His
parents had been killed by the Friends of Humanity. His
twin sister Rebecca had died of an allergic reaction to
a bee sting. His own power was threefold. He could
produce heat from any part of his body. But he could
not be harmed by heat, or by impact with blunt objects.
Together, the occupants of the Mobil Home were the
future of Xavier's dream. The X-Men of tomorrow.
Hotshot got out of the van and remembered that
everyone in the van was asleep. He debated letting them
sleep, but decided, mischievously against it.
Sydney, Australia
April 15
9:15 a.m.
Adam was glad he'd come to visit his family.
Even though his friends and fellow Tomorrow People,
Kevin and Megabyte weren't there with him, he was having
a grand time. As he wandered his old neighborhood, he
passed a boy he used to know on the corner near his
house.
"G'day mate!" he hailed. The boy looked at him
in shock.
"G'day Adam! Never thought I'd see you around
here again. Where've you been?"
Adam's reply was drowned out by the thunderous
sound of a jet engine. He looked to the sky and his jaw
fell open. Descending upon him, was a huge humanoid
robot. It landed in the middle of the street, and
looked down at him. It resembled a twenty foot tall,
purple man. It's eye's glowed red as it looked down at
him.
"TARGET IDENTIFIED." it's synthesized voice
emanated from a large speaker in it's mouth. "PROCEED
WITH CAPTURE."
Adam didn't stick around to hear the rest. He
teleported away, ignoring the fact that his old friend
was staring in shock.
To be continued...