This is the start of the revamp to A Long Way from Home, with some changes here and there that will be very noticeable to you guys compared to the original and some things remaining unchanged such as the pairing. So here we go and enjoy

Prologue – Where the Hell Am I?

On the floating island, if it could be called that since it's more or less a meteor, of Utopia. The X-Men had established it as a sanctuary for Mutants, after Normon Osborn had driven them out of San Francisco with his Dark Avengers and Dark X-Men. Shortly after, Utopia was hit by Selene and her Inner Circle with the dead rising from their grave to take revenge and so she could become a god.

They stopped that.

And soon later when Osborn and HAMMER, SHIELD's replacement after the Skrull Secret Invasion, had fallen with Captain America taking over his position and reinstating SHIELD, Utopia came under attack again by the Sentinel cyborg knowns as Bastion.

They stopped that as well, with the event ushering in the X-Men as heroes once more to the people. With Captain America leading things back to the good old days of heroes & villains whilst making things better for all, the Heroic Age was born shortly after.

Although while many of the mutants on Utopia was content with the mostly new quite & peaceful life…

"Ughh, this is getting boring. Please dear God, let there be a new mutant or whatever heading my way soon."

Hope Summers was not one of them.

She had been tinkering with her guns for the past few hours in her room after the whole seventh light incident. She vowed to do better after that, and she wanted more action to keep her skills sharp and raise the bar for what she could do. "That's it, I'm going to do some target practice." She said, throwing her arms up in the air.

Being born in the aftermath of M-Day and labeled the Mutant Messiah left her with a rather large target on her back. Along with a great many expectations formed about her by other people, something she wasn't too big on and it weighed a lot on her conscience.

Now since she had been back, Hope was still growing accustomed to the way things were in the past where she hailed from, unlike the various futures where he dad, Cable, raised & taught her everything she knew. Then there was adapting to leading her own team that consisted of a very smart Canadian, named Laurie; a young catholic girl who was under the impression that she was cursed as was the rest of mutantkind, Idie; a teenage guy from Mexico who was pretty quick with the mouth and not so much with his head, Gabriel; a young adult that was considered the modern primitive, Teon; and a rather dark artist from Japan who makes up almost anything he wants to with his body, Kenji.

Their most recent mission left a sour taste in her mouth. After helping the sixth light be born into the world, the seventh came up a week later. Only this time, she never made it in time to help him. He wound up killing himself after one of his asshole roommates recorded the whole thing of his powers manifesting and posted it up on YouTube. She screamed every single obscenity she could out the guy, and it took three people stronger than her to hold back the fists that threatened to knock his teeth out.

Be better.

That's what she was taking to heart now. She arrived at the shooting range she had setup outside and started laying into the targets one by one with the customized M4. She needed to get used to the weapons of this time since she more than likely would be forced to resort to using them if it came down to it.

5.56 rounds thudded against the steel silhouette of her target, creating an impressive grouping around the heart, though a frown crossed her face when she noticed three holes off target. She was sure that they had been on target and resolved that the problem was with the gun prompting her to field strip the colt. A quick appraisal showed that there was ware along the barrel's interior, leading to the rifling being slightly warped.

"God damn it, magnetic rifling doesn't get invented for another 20 years, how do people shoot strait without it?" Hope asked aloud as she reassembled the rifle and bumped in a new magazine, making sure to compensate for the gun's defect until she could get it fixed.

She spent the next clip within a minute, but then a familiar tingling sensation began to manifest throughout her body. It was like when a new mutant came up, like the others but it this one was more powerful, and it felt very weird all at the same time. Next thing she knew, her senses were flooded by this power, it was foreign, and yet at the same time it resonated with her entire being. 'Life' the word came unbidden to her mind. Looking back to the mainland, she felt it coming from the other side of the continent somewhere right around where she and her dad first arrived.

She was about to contact the Cuckoss on Cerebra duty but chose not to. It was like a gut feeling she had to not do so and decided to go on her own.

"Hope, let me tell you something. Sometimes you can have all the critical thinking in the world and you still make the wrong decision, sometimes you have to go with your gut." She remembered the grizzled form of her father saying to her one time.

"Ok, whoever the hell you are, I'm coming for you. Just… wait a bit." For a brief moment when she felt that sensation, she felt pain… and confusion.

If they were panicked, then she needed to borrow a pair of wings, and fast. Hope calmly made her way back to her room without giving herself away, though she wasn't too sure if she could get away with stealing a Blackbird until the last second. Grabbing her gear and slipping into her usual green and yellow body armor, she decided to take the 'scenic' route through her window, along with a high voltage shock rod, tucked into her utility belt.

Hope ran across the roof of the complex and was now above the hangar bay on the edge of the island; quietly sneaking inside, she dropped from the hangar doors to steal Blackbird-1 and hopefully, deal with Cyclops' rant when she got back.

Eh. Who was she kidding, it went in one ear, out the other.

Looking up at the sleek black design she took a moment to wonder why Lockheed had ever stopped producing such a wonder of technology.

Jumping in the Blackbird, she neglected to see that someone was already in the co-pilot seat, "Taking a trip somewhere without telling anyone?" Hope stiffened at the voice while cringing at the culprit. Turning he head ever so slightly, she addressed said person, "How the hell did you know I was coming here, Scott?"

"We do have security sensors and cameras on the roof, so it's easy to figure out where someone goes." The now identified Cyclops had his hood off while he just lounged in the co-pilot seat, giving Hope a knowing look about taking 'unsanctioned' missions, especially alone, "I thought we talked about this, Hope. It's why I changed the lockdown codes on all the vehicles. Why do you keep doing this?" Scott knew that Hope had been taking her team and even going out on her own on occasion just to crack some skulls or find some trouble to get into, but if Scott was being honest with himself, he was worried more for Hope's own well-being despite the way he came across. Then of course were his son's actions in how he so vehemently defended her, along with how she lived her life; yet he said that she was meant to bring them back from the brink of existence.

"I would tell you, but I'd rather not, and I want to do this myself." Hope adjusted herself slowly to shock the literal crap out of Scott, so she'd just dump him outside. Cyclops now stood up to take Hope back out, though he didn't notice that she was readying the shock rod out of sight, "And just how did you expect to take one of the Blackbird's?"

"Like this."

Hope swung the shock rod faster than Cyclops could react as he felt the tip of the rod make contact with his neck, accompanying the sensation of electricity running through his body he passed out as he fell to the floor, unconscious.

Hope put the rod away in her pack as she dragged Scott by his legs off the Blackbird away from the hangar bay, "You really need to watch where Emma's at sometimes, you never know if someone's gonna copy her powers and dig through your mind for stuff like she does." Dropping him off, she dusted herself off as she strode back over to the Blackbird, "Which leads to someone getting something like lockdown codes, and taking this for a joyride, like me." Hope sat back into the pilot's chair and began the process of getting the Blackbird into the air, on her little 'solo op'. "It also helps to sabotage the other jets

As the Blackbird left at hypersonic speeds, Hope made sure to disable the tracking beacon while she left the jet on autopilot, "Gotta love the stuff you taught me, dad." Hope fashioned together a device that could scramble her signal that Cerebra could pick up when one of the telepaths tried to use it to track her down.

The comms came up over the speakers, no doubt Scott or... "Hope dear, I do wonder just why you've decided to take one of the Blackbirds for a spin today."

Ah, so it was Emma then. Hope smirked.

Time to play around a bit before she shut that annoying voice off for the rest of the flight. Taking some paper from nearby, Hope took it in her hands and started to crumble it up as loudly and slowly as possible to give that effect of the radio cutting out, "Sorry, uggh… Emma is it? Can't really get you through properly."

"I can hear you just fine, girl."

"Oops, sorry going under a tunnel, no reception down here gottagobye!"

"Hope don't you da—"

Hope cut the comms off quickly before she could get the last word in, "I always enjoy that." Punching up the flight path, Hope sat back as she had her thoughts to herself. Mostly about what she felt from whoever it was.

Why was this person so different from the others? Gabriel would've come zoomin' straight to her if the other 'Lights' felt it too. Cerebra would've pinged the exact location, with one of the Cuckoos alerting them. So, what was the deal? "Guess I'll know when I meet you."

Hope continued to fly towards the east coast, along with the way she continued to feel that sensation getting stronger, acting almost like a compass; pointing towards her goal.

It was emanating right back to where she and Nathan exited the timestream.

"Nice to know where you're at." Taking back full control of the blackbird, Hope punched full speed ahead towards the old Xavier institute grounds. Her phone vibrated and rang some old 90's music, to which after picking it up, she saw the caller ID as Laurie, "Sorry, can't pick up right now." Hope wanted to keep her head clear and focused on finding this person.

Finally arriving at the old school grounds, Hope set the blackbird down as she gathered her gear to track down her, 'target' she supposed she should call them. Taking the ramp down, she slowly walked out to the ruined buildings and gazed at them just wondering once again how everything had come to this in their lives… their race…

Once they were thriving in the millions, then Wanda Maximoff muttered three words that set them down to less than 200, and no new births. Jus here, and then suddenly seven new mutants were manifesting their powers after they killed Bastion and the rest of the Sapien Council. She looked down to see that she had stepped on a broken piece of glass, that once belonged to the picture frame she picked up when they first arrived, though now the picture was missing.

Odd.

Taking in the surroundings, Hope noticed footprints among the wreckage. Following the footsteps, she carefully continued until she saw someone sitting behind a tree clutching their leg in pain. Forgoing any sense of rationale, Hope rushed to the person to try and help them, as the sensation was all but coming straight from him, as she took in his appearance.

Sun kissed, short and spiky blonde hair, with a bandanna wrapped around his forehead that held some metal plate that was engraved with some insignia that looked like a leaf if she was looking at it right. He wore a black uniform styled jacket with an orange zipper, along with several buttons on the wrists with one sleeve done up, and the other left undone. On his left arm was a red band with some swirl insignia on it, while his right hand was covered in bandages.

Buttons on the waist were undone to let him move more freely, most likely for maneuverability, but it was his orange pants that made her mind boggle on just who the hell in their right mind would wear that in public. Hell, even a lot of heroes who wore bright colors didn't even touch orange. His shoes were open exposing his toes and completely black, which left her confused on the purpose of the why, on design.

But what really caught her attention was his facial features; three whisker marks on each side of his cheeks, and when he barely turned his face to look at her, his eyes… his eyes were white, rippled eyes that had some blue on the outside, but the iris' themselves were white and some sort of flower like pattern.

His health didn't look all that good, and looked to be one the verge of passing out from exhaustion, after whatever the hell it was that happened to him, "Hey, are you ok?" She slowly reached out to try and help him up, but she neglected to see the flames that sprouted from between the two of them.

-Utopia-

"Remember this day. Because I'm calling it now. Hope Summers will be the death of me." Scott had a rough waking in the hangar, after Emma brought back to consciousness. Hope was, as usual a pain in the ass that he took precautions to keeping her from leaving the island for any 'excursions', but nonetheless she found ways to get past their security and go out on whatever she wanted to do.

Emma walked alongside him as they made their way towards Cerebra, her white high heels clicking against the floor with a practiced grace, "We do have a pool running on the cause for that particular event, if you're willing to wager on that. Logan started it, with the first cause being 'hypertension'. Although, most bet on 'crushed by a Sentinel'." When word started up on the pool, Emma couldn't help by throw in a bit, if just for a little bit of fun to poke at Scott.

She had raised a brow at how many of the younger students had chosen, death by Snu-Snu.

Scott just turned to Emma with a raised brow in disbelief, "You're kidding right?"

"It's been surprisingly the most popular choice of as of late."

His face now reflected the surprise of this little pool going around the island, "Huh… that's… an interesting choice." They arrived at Cerebra, where the Cuckoos were trying to locate Hope, however…

"We're sorry, Mister Summers, Miss Frost. But we haven't found her, yet."

"Its possible Hope may have found a way to scramble her signal."

"And she hasn't sent anything regarding her status on communications."

Scott was trying to piece together what she was trying to do, and Emma butted into his thoughts, "Alright love, what is it? Why exactly did our fiendishly, infuriating, little ginger set out to do this time?"

"Honestly, I have no idea, this go around. She sneaks around Utopia with a bag of gear, steals a blackbird, sabotages any way of tracking her without saying anything? There's no telling what's gotten into her head now."

Emma would've made a snarky comment, however Cerebra pinged with Hope's location. "Westchester, she's at the old school? Why go there?"

Celeste was the only Cuckoo to speak next, "She's alone, and there's not a new mutant signature near her."

Scott turned around as he spoke to Emma, "Emma, contact Magik and have her assemble with my alpha team. We're heading to Hope's location and grabbing her. And hopefully she'll have a good reason why she pulled this stunt."

Scott suited up in his uniform, and made his way outside to the helipad, where his alpha team was assembled: Wolverine, Iceman, Colossus, X-23, Psylocke, Angel, Namor and Magik. Magneto was still recuperating after dealing with the Nimrods trying to kill them, while Emma stayed behind to monitor the situation for them with the Cuckoos.

"Alright people. Hope's gone on her own without telling us where or why. She pinged up on Cerebra over at the old institute grounds. Magik will teleport us there; we'll grab Hope and jump back to Utopia. I don't want any of our enemies realizing she's alone and vulnerable, which they could make a move on her" Scott gave the brief to the team.

Logan decided to poke the bear for a bit to see just how the cub got away, "So, how'd she get past you this time, Slim?" He could already smell the bit of embarrassment on how she always seemed to make Cyclops look stupid at times.

Scott just took a deep breath as Magik brought up a teleportation disk that enveloped them, "She… tazed me in the neck…" He could already Bobby and Warren snicker at him.

-Hope-

Hope was laying down on the ground with her head turned to the side allowing her to breath in the air, "Uggh… my head…" She groggily regained consciousness after she… touched this guy, Naruto was it? Her eye widened in shock at the knowledge she suddenly gained, "Wait, what? How the hell do I know his name?"

"Yeah, how do I know your name... Hope?" Hope looked up to see Naruto was now standing over her, with an outstretched hand in front of her, "Need some help?"

Well if things weren't strange enough as they were, then they sure as hell were now.

Hope took his hand and for some reason, they both stiffened up as a result. The spark of flames that first manifested from the two of them, appeared once again but now it wasn't just the knowledge of their names that was somehow exchanged, it was the memories that flowed between them.

There were names, emotions… moments from time, that they saw and felt.

The memories were shared, and they somehow gained a bit of understanding to one another in that instant. Both of them were flung to the ground again from the small shock that was created, although they didn't get knocked out this time.

"Holy crap…" Hope could only stare back at Naruto in confusion and empathy. All that pain and suffering… and yet he continues to be so positive about life.

Naruto himself was now dealing with some brand-new facts, and has his own few cents to through in, "Right back at 'cha, kiddo.I really hate Ninshu at times." Naruto was able to stay on his feet when it happened again, so kudos to him. But now he wasn't home anymore, which officially sucked. "Whole other dimension… whole other time…"

The ninja once again, walked over to Hope to help her up, "Let's just take it easy this time, with the whole fire shitstorm that did this." The redhead nodded, "Yeah sure, no prob."

A rumbling emanated from the both of them. They knew what it was and could only blush in embarrassment, so Naruto decided to break the awkward silence first, "I don't suppose you got any ramen on you, right?"

Hope just took her pockets inside out, as she shrugged, "Sorry. But, I'm pretty sure there's some back on Utopia." Naruto threw his hands up in the air as if she was his savior and hugged the living crap out of her, "YES! THANK YOU SO MUCH!"

"Hope, who's your friend here?"

They both were ignorant to the fact that Scott and the X-Men had found them, as they already looked prepared to spring into action, although Wolverine and X-23 seemed at ease about the whole situation, no doubt their instincts telling them Naruto wasn't an enemy. Hope gazed down at her wrist, noticing that the Cerebra scrambler had been fried from their little 'heart-to-heart' conversation, 'Need to improve the next one I make.' She thought to herself.

Tapping on the ninja's shoulder, Naruto got the unspoken message to stop the hugging for her to explain herself, "Right, uhm… Scott, other X-Men-who-shouldn't-attack-the-guy-next-to-me…" Taking a slight step away from him, she gestured with her arms, "…this is Naruto." She had a painfully awkward smile on her face, trying to get out of any crap she might've gotten into.

Said ninja who previously found some very cool looking birds for a split second, quit the whistling and sightseeing to wave back to them, "Oh! Uh… hey guys, what's up…?" He chuckled at just how crappy the situation that had no doubt became worse for the two of them.

What a wonderful time these two would have with one another in the future.

Wow, such a long-awaited thing.

Honestly, after looking back at the first go at this story, I could've done somethings better, but I was not as experienced as before now with my writing.

Now, as you can see I've brought up the time of when Naruto left his world, and entered Earth-616, to which is the main Marvel universe since the first issue was published.

The pairing it still set at NarutoxLil' Jean Grey, along with Xorn being the secret, big baddie for Naruto to face off against numerous times.

As for the changes, you'll see them, gradually as the story goes by, to which is the Dojutsu he now has, and it's new, thanks to the help of a friend of mine.

Along with how Naruto and Hope have a connection with one another, that will be explained in time as I don't want thing to be left in the wind and confuse people, to which some of it will be theorized in the next chapter back on Utopia.

Some of you may wonder why Naruto acted rather blandly at the end here, it is simply that he is in shock over what has happened and the ramifications of how he feels will only become apparent as time goes by.

Another idea that I had while thinking on this revamp came to me several times, but I wasn't sure if anyone would like it, though with some encouragement and help with building and setting things up, a friend of mine has decided to take it up.

"There was a time, when being an Avenger was the one thing I loved being… more than anything else in the world. And then I killed them… I split them apart…"

"I've… made my own mistakes before. And there were times when I could've gotten what I wanted… but, I think that, some things could've been done differently."

"What was the one thing, from the bottom of your heart… that you've always wanted?"

"I guess… I guess, I've always wanted a family, since my own died before I even had the chance to live in it."

"Naruto, hey, wake up you doofus, we're going to be late for school."

His eyes groggily opened as the morning was an evil thing to him. A felt a pillow get thrown at him, no doubt by his sister, Rachel. He got up from bed to see her already doing her hair telekinetically and looking at him expectantly, "Yeah, yeah I'm up."

Stepping onto the carpet, he slowly walked downstairs as he walked outside the balcony where their apartment stood up above in the skyline off New York City. He could see Times Square signs showcasing the Alison Blaire show, Mary Jane Watson's next big flick, Simon Williams promoting a new show, the SHIELD Helicarrier accompanied by the escort Sentinels, and all manners of Mutants flying around the city, going about their business as the day started up.

"Just another day with the House of M, in charge of things."

Naruto massaged his head, as it ached a bit from that weird dream he had. It felt too real to be a dream though, so… was it a memory? Or something else entirely?

"Naruto, Rachel! Breakfast is ready, and you guys are going to be late!"

"Coming mom!"

Naruto turned around to see that their mom, the renowned university professor Jean Grey, was all ready to head off to her job at the New Mutant Institute, but she was telekinetically getting things prepped for them later when they got home, "Ok, I'll be attending a conference later today, so I won't be here once you two get home." Rachel nodded as she sent her mom a psychic message privately. A nice way to spring a surprise on the whiskered blonde. Rachel went back to her room as Naruto narrowed his eyes, "What do you two got going on?"

His mom just smirked as she shook her head, "Nothing. Nothing at—" her watch suddenly beeped in alarm, "I'm so sorry sweetheart, but I'll see you later tonight." Jean made her way over to her son as he took a bite of some eggs, and enveloped him in a hug, "Happy birthday."

Naruto could only hug back as he twisted around to do the same, "Thanks mom." It had been thirteen years since she found him in the back alleys of Japan, and the hole that was left in his heart from being ostracized had been filled since coming here, and having a loving sister and mother…

-SON OF THE PHOENIX-

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