AN: Before I do anything this is an AU, it has no specific time period Kate is alive and Ziva was gonna be here but once I started writin I completely forgot to add her in so I took her back out. Hope no ones to crushed. Um disclaimer I don't own anything, nadda, zip, zilch, big goose egg!

Okay this is also kind of a crossover, with what? I have no idea I got the idea while reading Uncanny X-Men issue 397 so it's probably X-Men. But basically is this twisted world my mind made up mutants exist and there are not looked on as the best people. You know prejudice and such. Ya'll get what I'm saying? But I'll stop babbling and you guys can go on with the read.Oh more more thing the "mutant population" is smaller then it is in X-Men, it's more rare to get powers but whatever enjoy and be warned this is a freaky ass story! Or at least I think it will be.

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Tony moaned and rolled over in his bed and slammed his hand down on the alarm clock to stop the unholy noise coming from it. He rolled back on his back and stared at the ceiling for a moment blinking his eyes to clear his blurry vision. Rubbing his eyes he looked down and noticed he had kicked off all his blankets and he was lying in the bed in nothing but his boxers. He cursed under his breath, this had been going on for several nights now and it wasn't even all that hot, he had his air conditioning on. He sat up in his bed and swung his legs over the edge, getting up. Running a hand nervously through his hair he looked back at the kicked off blankets. "Oh God…" He murmured, it was happening again.

This was not the first time Tony had exhibited "inhumanity" his father had called it. When he was fourteen he bought home a somewhat bad report card form school… It was a night he would never forget.

Flashback

A young Anthony DiNozzo walked up the steps to his large home, fingering an envelope in his hands. It was his report card, he really didn't want to show it to his father, he would completely freak out on him he knew it. Quickly before opening the door Tony slipped it in his backpack, it would be best for the both of them if he didn't know. Tony had, once again, brought home a 'C' in math, it never was his best subject, and this C was from rigorous studying.

He quietly opened the door and walked in looking around for his father, thankfully he didn't see him. Sighing out loud he walked into the kitchen and threw this bag on the table and stuck his head in the refrigerator not bothering to turn on the lights in the dark room. But unfortunately he didn't notice the figure sitting at the table where he just threw his bag.

"Anthony!" It said and Tony stiffened, he stood up straight and slowly turned around to face his father sitting in a chair at the table. "Turn on the lights." He demanded.

"Yes, Sir." Tony said and slowly walked over to the wall and flicked them on to meet a very angry man sitting in front of him.

"Your math teacher called today, it's a good thing I didn't leave on that business trip isn't it?" He asked his son, Tony did not respond but kept his head down. "She said you're getting a C now I will not tolerate my only son flunking school!" He yelled making Tony roll his eyes mentally, a C was hardly flunking. "Give me the report card I want to see this atrocity for myself." He ordered.

Tony walked over to his bag and took out the envelope and his father snatched it out of his hands roughly. He ripped it open and stared at the report card for a minute, but for Tony that minute seemed to last forever. He threw it down and stood up towering over his son. "This is the second time you had failed me! You will not do it again!" He grabbed Tony's arm but quickly let go after a second and held his hand which was red and looked like it had a minor burn. He looked up to Tony who was shaking and looking at his fathers hand horrified. "Oh no… Anthony, no…" he said. "Not you… you're my only God damn son! You can't be one of those freaks! There not human!"

Tony winced at what his father said and looked down at his hands they looked normal but he knew they were hot, and only getting hotter. He ran up the stairs and into his room, he locked the door and went into his bathroom. Before he did anything he glanced at the door there were brown burn marks on ithe shut his eyes and looked away. He turned on the cold water in his shower and didn't even bother to take his clothes off before stepping in and the hissing sound of something hot cooling under cold water was heard as smoke came up from him.

He sat in the shower with ice cold running over him for over an hour crying. When he finally saw his father again almost three days later they never spoke of it, but his father did however seem even colder to Tony and more hatred toward the "mutants" in the world. After this whenever Tony felt it coming (usually when he was stressed or angry) he would just run cold water over him, it usually stopped it.

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He thought it had stopped, but he must have been wrong. He hadn't felt like this for almost three years. "Shit." Tony said to himself as he stepped out of the shower, it had been ice cold, nothing he felt the same. It hadn't made it go away this time. Looking in the mirror Tony studied his reflection. "Well at least I don't look different, maybe no one'll notice." He mumbled and then timidly touched the wood on his wall and when he took it off nothing was left behind. It must be passing. But that still didn't mean he was off the hook he could still feel the heat inside him.

He put on a casual suit and tested his hands on the door frame one more time before deciding nothing was happening. No one would notice at work... he hoped.

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AN: I hope it wasn't to bad, I know it was short and all next chapter will be longer. But be kind in the reviews. And if anyone actually reads this I'll update soon if I get reviews.