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Jean Grey sat on the low fieldstone wall that ran in front
of the main doors of Xavier High, watching the massive crane lower a section of
new wall into place. It had been nearly
eight months since Magneto's attack, but repairs on the wing of the school that
had been destroyed were just now being completed.

Jean's thoughts were far away from where she was sitting in
the soft early spring sunlight.
Jean paused outside Professor Xavier's study. "He's with someone." She reached out. <Professor? Is this a bad time?>

<Not at all, Jean.
Please come in.> Jean nodded
to Scott. "It's alright." The two students entered the professor's
study, stopping when they saw who he was with.

"Jean, Scott," said Xavier. "Please take a seat. Governor Shaw was just leaving." Scott extended his hand to Sebastian Shaw,
Governor of Massachusetts.

"It's a pleasure, sir." Shaw smiled.

"Likewise.
Always uplifting to speak to Xavier's best and brightest." He turned to the professor. "I'll have my assistant fax you those
campaign strategy reports in the morning, Charles." Xavier nodded.
&:p>
"Thank yoebasebastian.
You take care." Shaw left,
closing the door behind him.

"Why was he here?" Jean ventured to ask. The Professor raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sure you know, Jean, that the governor is one of
the most openly pro-mutant administrators this country has. His laws have opened many doors for our
kind."

"I did, sir," she said. "Are you helping him with his
re-election campaign?" Xavier
smiled cryptically.

"Something like that.
Now," he wheeled from behind his desk. "I trust both of you are prepared to
work?"

"Yes, Professor," said Scott. "Jean and I have been practicing her
finite telekinetic control over objects."
Xavier opened the door and wheeled down the hall, making a pleased
sound. Jean and Scott followed.

"Excellent," he said. "Once you've mastered control over small
objects, Jean, there will be no limit to what your powers can do." Jean smiled a little.

"I hope so, Professor."

"Scott," said Xavier. "What of the two students I asked you to
speak to--Ororo and Henry McCoy?"
Scott ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, sir, the...recruitment didn't exactly work
out. Ororo said she was too busy with
her college applications and Henry...well...he's Henry."

"Big, bouncy and obnoxious," put in Jean. Xavier frowned.

"Scott, I cannot emphasize the importance of our strike
force possessing more than two members.
If the war were ever to come, the two of you would be ill-equipped to
fight off a contingent of heavily armed soldiers, never mind a troop of
Sentinels. You are both inexperienced
and ineffectual in real combat."
Scott looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry, Professor."

"As you should be.
Jean."

"Yes, sir?"

"Speak to Ms. Munroe and Mr. McCoy for me. I want them here and ready at our next
session." Jean nodded, trying to
ignore Scott's humiliated expression.

"Of course, Professor."

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Department of Mutant
Affairs
Compound C, Building
Block 52A
Virginia

Code Name: Department
X

"And furthermore," the man on television was
saying, "I fear for my children--and for your children--if these
abnormalities are allowed to continue to roam free!"mon chere." He lay back
on the pile of musty lifejackets that served as a sofa and continued puffing on
his own cigarette.

"Well this is totally unacceptable," said
Emma. "I must know--who is he? Where does he come from? What are his powers?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" said Alex,
pointing to the door of the boathouse.
Everyone turned to see Victor. He
smiled widely and raised a hand.

"How y'all doin'?"
Emma narrowed her eyes.

"What is he doing here?"

"I invited him," said Logan. Emma inclined her head.
&nb/o:p/o:p>
"Nice work, Logan. If you can be sure he won't rat us out to the
J. Crew Brigade."

"The what brigade?" said Victor.

"Scott Summers and Jean Grey," said Emma. "And to a lesser extent Ororo Munroe,
Piotr Rasputin and that entire odious little cult of upper-middle-class
mall-shopping arse-kissing culturally backwards cretins."

"They spy on other students for the Man," said
Alex.

"He means Xavier," said Logan
by way of explanation. Victor chuckled.

"I'm not gonna tell anyone about yer secret clubhouse,
Blondie." Emma pursed her
lips.

"Victor, this is Emma Frost, Alex Summers and Remy
LeBeau," said Logan.

"Pleasure," said Emma, extending a hand.

"Yo," said Remy, waving from the lifejacket
pile.

"Summers," said Victor, fixating on Alex. "Any relation?" Alex pulled a face of utter misery.

"Maximum family ties, dude. I'm the brother of the Man."

Victor sat down next to Logan. "So what do you do in here, besides
bitch and moan about the popular kids and smoke a lot of pot?" He cast a significant look at Remy, who
guiltily stubbed out his joint.

"That's about it," said Logan. Emma cast her a look.

"We consider this a safe haven from the slings and
arrows of the outrageous comedy that is high school life."

"Why use two words where fifteen will do, huh
Blondie?" said Victor with a snarky grin.
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