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Kitty woke up with a hangover, or at least what she figured a hangover would feel like if the movies were be to believed. Head pounding and otherwise groggy, she made out the ceiling of the Institute’s Health Center, or med bay as she liked to call it. Seeing as some mutations had a tendency to cause injury, usually unintentionally, the Professor had a fully stocked infirmary complete with medical beds. One of which Kitty was currently resting on.

“It’ll wear off in a minute,” the gruff voice of Logan said and she turned her head to see him standing next to the bed, arms crossed. “Might want to drink this,” he handed over a bottle of Gatorade, “it’ll help.”

“Right,” she muttered, her mouth did seem a bit dry but at least her head was starting to clear. Taking the bottle she popped the cap and took a few swigs.

“You did good out there, half-pint,” the Wolverine was still pretty gruff but the words sounded sincere.

Kitty moaned and tried to bury her head in her pillow, if she felt up to phasing she’d have just sunk through the bed, “I got knocked out. I should have known to look behind me…”

“But you didn’t,” he shrugged, “and now you know for next time.”

“If there will even be one,” she sighed, putting the drink on the side table and throwing her legs over the edge, “the Professor probably won’t let me stay on the team.”

“The Professor ain’t an idiot, kid,” the man lowered his arms in a less combative gesture, probably the closest to a gentle one as he ever got, “you’ve only had a week of training, against any of the Acolytes you were going to lose unless you got lucky. And so what if you got knocked out in the end, Rogue’s knocked me out a few times, don’t mean nothing. You stood up to her and made the right call to distract her, that’s what matters.”

“She got away with a hard drive,” Kitty frowned, having mixed emotions from the man’s encouraging words.

Logan also frowned, “Didn’t know about that, but we got the other thing they wanted, Doug’s working on it now. It’s more than we’ve been able to do against them in a long while.”

“True, I guess… I should go see if Doug needs help,” she hopped off the bed, getting her feet under her, “but you know what, I was right.”

“Right about what?” he raised one busy eyebrow at her.

“Canadians are nice,” she went to give him a hug but then thought better of it, “thanks for trying to cheer me up.”

“It’s a pep talk,” he countered, “there’s a difference.”

“Sure there is,” she laughed drolly as they headed out of the infirmary.

…

Scott was sitting at the conference table as Bobby recounted to Storm the story of him fighting off crazed fire weasels and story book characters. He was only half listening as Agent Duncan had him on hold.

“Summers,” the Fed came back onto the line, “had to pull several IOUs on this one, but some higher ups are starting to ask too many questions.”

“I understand,” he answered, knowing that the man put his job on the line every time he covered for them. “When we’re done looking at this computer, whatever it is, we’ll hand it over.”

“How long will that be?” was reasonable question.

Scott glanced over at Doug who was busy typing away on a laptop which was connected to the device that Jean-Paul took from M-TAM. “I don’t know, but if the Brotherhood is interested in this then it’s got to be mutant related, probably something we should know about.”

“Well, when you find out,” he said dryly, “care to share?”

“Of course,” he assured the man.

“Alright then,” someone called Duncan’s name in the background. “I gotta talk to a geologist about a cover story, I’ll keep in touch if anything changes on this end.”

“Thank you, Fred,” he tried not to sound condescending.

“Yeah, yeah,” with that the man hung up.

“Hey,” Jean said brightly, “look who’s awake. Welcome to the club.”

“The club?” Kitty said as she walked into room.

“The Absorbed by Rogue club,” she smirked, trying to make the girl feel better about what happened. It was easy to assume the bubbly Kitty would take a perceived failure on her first outing pretty hard.

Kitty moved to sit next to Doug, “And just how many members are in this club?”

Everyone in the room except Doug, Bobby and JP raised their hand, including Storm.

“I kinda feel left out now,” Bobby frowned and the rest of the team let out various levels of laughter, even Logan smirked a bit.

“Well, team,” Scott addressed them all since everyone was present and accounted for, “considering we weren’t looking for a fight, I think you all did really good. Some more practice and we’ll really give the Acolytes trouble.”

“We kicked their butts,” Bobby said gleefully.

“Was that before or after you almost had your pants set on fire by rabid weasels?” JP asked dryly.

Bobby looked like he was going to retort, his jaw worked but his brain couldn’t seem to make a connection.

“What the man is saying,” Logan rolled his eyes, “is you had the element of surprise, the Acolytes didn’t know who you were or what you’re capable of.”

“They could have fought on,” for once Scott was on the same page as the Wolverine, “but it was smarter for them to retreat, this way they can examine what happened and what they’re up against. Next time, we won’t be so lucky.”

“Frak!” Kitty practically shouted and all heads turned towards her. Doug looked at her with an extremely worried expression which was echoed on the girl’s face.

“What did you find?” Scott immediately asked.

“This processor,” Kitty paused as she formed her words, knowing that at least one of them would yell at her speak English if she said what she really wanted to, “it’s the core of a prototype lattice system to hold a unique software program. It’s extremely powerful hardware… but not exactly anything new. At least a dozen companies are working on something similar only for more commercial applications.”

“Get to the point, sprite,” Logan practically barked.

“The point is,” she spouted back at him like a typical teenager, “is that it’s the software that makes this important to us. Remember my sniffer program? The one that looked for key phrases and stuff to track terrorist cells?” there was a general nod and mummer of yes’s around the room. “Well, this program, it’s specifically designed to sniff out mutants.”

“How?” Jean asked as everyone looked to each other in a mix of confusion, fear, and trepidation.

“It takes the concept of the terrorist tracker and expands on it, like, a thousand fold,” and for once they weren’t sure if she was exaggerating. “I don’t have a full copy of the software on here but from what we have it looks like it doesn’t just go after public and government communications and open networks. It is an auto hacking, real time tracking, software that will break into anything, private security, phone lines, hospital and doctor computers, you name it. Then it looks for patterns and specific tell-tale signs of mutations. Physical attributes, extraordinary actions such as cooling temperatures wherever you go,” she looked to Bobby, then to JP, “catching a moment where you’re so fast the naked eye misses you.”

Scott shook his head, “How can it distinguish between mutant and random flukes of nature?”

“That’s it though,” Kitty chewed on her lip, “while a mutant may activate their power randomly, the simple fact that there is more than one incident of a ‘random fluke’ is enough to set the system into digging further. That’s what is stalling the program right now, getting the A.I. to work. It’s either a fault with the software or with the lattice.”

“No wonder Magneto wanted it,” Storm mused, shaking her head, “this is as much a threat to the Brotherhood as it is to mutants in general. Do we know if this was government sponsored or a private endeavor?”

Bobby was the one to show some naivety, “You don’t really think the government would use it against non-Brotherhood mutants, do you?”

“Maybe not at first,” JP frowned, “but something like this is a major breach of personal privacy. I’m pretty sure you guys have laws against that here.”

“Usually,” Jean frowned.

“I’ve seen more than one government do something stupid when they’re afraid,” Logan snorted. “We shouldn’t let them have this back, how hard would it be to build another?”

All eyes turned back to Kitty who looked to Doug who shrugged, “I can already see the problem with the lattice, I could probably fix it but won’t. I’m not sure about the software though, I don’t have enough of it to know for sure why it won’t work,” he then frowned, “trashing Nimrod would slow them down, sure, but I think the Brotherhood has done more damage by stealing the software. It’s no good having an A.I. if it has the intelligence of a first grader.”

“Nimrod?” Scott asked.

“That’s the code name for the lattice,” Kitty explained, pointing to the computer they had taken, “they named the A.I. system Sentinel, and once it’s online… there’s nowhere we can hide where it can’t find us.”

…

“This is an interesting turn of events,” Magneto mused as he slightly paced, hands clasped behind his back. “Charles has gone and put together a team of his own then?”

“Xavier signed off on it,” Rogue spoke up as she stood in front of her other three teammates, and as she was giving a report from the information she drained from the one named ‘Kitty’, she felt she was allowed to speak up when she had something useful to say, “but according to the girl, the Boy Scout is responsible for putting the team together.”

“Ah, yes, Summers,” he gave a little laugh at an old joke, “that sounds about right.”

“They have Nimrod,” Mystique spoke up, giving the team a rather disappointed look, “you should have sent me after it.”

“Now, now, Mystique,” Magneto chided her lightly, “how was any of us to know that Charles was going to grow a backbone?” he stopped his pacing, “in fact, this may work out for the better. Now Charles will see what we’re really up against.”

A silence fell over the group as he debated with himself and came to a decision.

“We’ll let them do whatever they want with Nimrod,” he finally said, “and we’ll carry on with our plans. You’ll simply have to be better prepared for the, ah, Boy Scout troop.”

“X-Men,” Rogue blurted out as the name rang loudly in her head in Kitty’s voice.

Magneto raised a single eyebrow at her, “Excuse me?”

“X-Men,” she furrowed her brow as she tried to bring up the full memory surrounding the name but simply kept getting the word echoing through her mind, “they call themselves the X-Men.”

On the next episode of X-Men: The Series…

— “What are we gonna do about Nimrod?” – Wolverine
— “I gave Agent Duncan my word we’d return it.” – Scott

— “Magneto is sending us some… assistance.” – Quicksilver

— “We want to show the government that mutants are not the bad guys. We have to be the first ones to make that move.” – Scott

— “I’m here as insurance.” – Sabretooth
— “Your kind of insurance tends to be rather messy.” – Avalanche
— “Yeah, it is.” – Sabretooth

— “The government doesn’t have to get Sentinel fully up and running to hunt us.” – Kitty

— “We’ll use Nimrod to download the files.” – Scott

— “Why now? Why go on the offensive? Finally fed up, or do you have an end game?” – Val Cooper

— “They have to figure this is an ambush.” – Pyro

Episode 1X01 – Sentinel

1X00 – The X-Men

Written by JayCee’s RedGold

Based off Marvel Comics’ X-Men created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, with Chris Claremont.

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