Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men Evolution or any Marvel character. I only own my own OCs are mine.

Sorry for the long wait I needed a break from this universe and a chance to get into a few new fics. So here we are the new AGU story in the series, and just to let you all know I've been trying to find the time to go back and redo some of my earlier works, mainly grammar and some spelling for the most part.

And for anyone new, I know about the spelling and grammar it's hard for me but I do try and I have improved a lot too.

Future Girl

Chapter 1: Past, Present and Future

Jean Grey had just woken up and was feeling refreshed. It had been a nice weekend with Scott and the others. She had gone out on a nice date and had an outing with the girls, so when Monday rolled around she was feeling relaxed and happy. On a plus side her first class that morning wasn't until ten so she had time. She got out of her bed and went to get her clothing and to hope into the shower before breakfast. While in the hot shower she had to reflect on how things were going these days.

The mansion was full of people now, she remembered how it had just been her and Scott for so long and then they got Kurt, then Kitty and it just expanded. Now they had three full teams of mutants and the mansion had to be expanded to help with the growing population. On the plus side with three full teams that meant that missions with the X-Men could be passed on to either the New Mutants or X-Force since they needed to get the experience. This made her life at NYU a bit easier since she didn't have to go on long missions and miss classes she needed.

Even Scott didn't mind since Rogue had been made the third in command of the X-Men. So if she and Scott weren't there Rogue would be in charge. Jean smiled remembering how Rogue was shocked by the announcement and still had doubts about her leadership skills. But both she and Scott agreed that Rogue was the best choice.

Jean got out of the shower and dried off, she changed and started to brush her hair while blow drying it. 'I wish it didn't take so long to do my hair, maybe I should cut it shorter? Would Scott like that or does he like me with long hair?' She thought to herself looking at the mirror as she used her powers to move the dryer and brush.

'Well...I'll keep it until Shaw's party at least,' She grinned at the thought. She had bought a new dress for it since she had been invited to Shinobi Shaw's party that his father was holding. There would be lots of powerful people there and she was glad that Scott agreed to go with her. She honestly didn't know why Scott disliked Shinobi Shaw so much, he was charming and of course handsome so maybe it was just a bit of jealously?

Well she couldn't say she was innocent of that herself but she had good reason to with that tramp Emma Frost always clinging to Scott. Just thinking about her always got Jean mad at how Emma hung over Scott and flirted with him and...

"Ow! God damn it!" Jean felt a strong pull on her hair as her comb had nearly ripped out a few strands. She gently took the brush out of her hair with her hands, "serves me right for getting angry when I was doing that with my powers."

She decided to brush her hair by hand at that point then risk another chance for her powers to react to her emotions. She finished up and left her room to get to the new kitchen they had, she had tried to make sure that she didn't arrive too soon or else the place would be crawling with mutants. She descended the stairs looking around her home. She noticed Amanda Sefton was walking with her roommate Clarice 'Blink' Ferguson.

She smiled and said hello to the two younger girls, it was nice seeing some new faces around here. After an accident Amanda's dormant x-gene activated, thankfully her parents eventually agreed that the mansion was the safest place for her, and she knew that Amanda didn't mind sharing a mansion with her boyfriend Kurt. Clarice wasn't as fortunate, her parents had been supporters of the FOH so when their daughter turned lavender with pink hair and clear white eyes...it wasn't pretty. They had saved her from a facility that Trask was using to test out his new sentinels on live mutants.

They had taken the poor girl in and Ororo had taken her as a daughter. To Jean it was kind of strange to just take someone in like that but she knew that Storm had her reasons. Plus when Blink had first arrived she had been so withdrawn, she was like an abused puppy in a way. Thankfully she had grown in her time here, although she still hid her appearance from the world with a watch like Kurt.

There were many new faces that she was getting used to seeing, Kai and actual ninja of all things they had met awhile ago managed to make it to Bayville when his village was attacked by some group called The Hand. Then there was one other thing that left some of them feeling a little uncomfortable and that was their latest student, Betsy Braddock.

It wasn't anything she did as who she looked like, she looked like a slightly older version of the form that Mystique had used under the name of Risty Wilde the ones that hadn't known of Risty thankfully welcomed Betsy but the worst problem was Rogue. She avoided Risty at every turn and Jean couldn't really blame her, after all just seeing her must bring back all kinds of memories of betrayal. In fact Rogue had been used and betrayed so many times it was no wonder she kept people at a distance.

Thankfully lately she had started to come out of that and she knew it was a combination of being able to touch again and of a certain dark haired boy. Vincent a boy that could have been with them from the start like her and Scott but had originally turned them down. Although after he had been exposed as a mutant life wasn't getting easy for him and so he felt he had to leave just so he could find a place where he could feel like being himself. Unfortunately Jean remembered the horrors that boy had gone through as a child.

She still got chills thinking of that Project Prodigy a group that took young kids to experiment on that had an x-gene. Sometimes Jean wondered how many more programs like that, like Weapon-X, like Hydra's program that made Sarah 'X-23' Logan. It actually made her feel ill at times wondering how people could do such horrible things.

When she entered the kitchen she had to smile at the scene, Jamie was there sitting with Paige Guthrie the youngest sibling in Sam's family as the two had formed a relationship. It was very adorable to see them together. And she noticed that while they were talking Jamie's clones were making them both breakfast.

There was Rahne talking with Jubilee, Gale the blue haired Canadian girl with empathic and healing powers, Amara who was laughing about something and Bobby. She noticed Ray and Roberto were having an argument over who got the last of the orange juice, Tabitha was talking to Kurt who was using his tail to put on jam on his toast while using his hands to put peanut butter and then honey on two other slices.

It was pure pandemonium but for Jean it was home. Sure it could be a handful at times but they were all a family as well. Sure it was a very large, very weird family but a family none the less. They all shared a bond with who and what they were, on the outside being accepted as a mutant wasn't easy, although they were making progress. Paul and Taryn were talking to them again, they had made some new friends one of which Rahne was currently dating a human boy of all things not to mention Alex.

Although his relationship...was odd to say the least.

But no matter who they were, or where they came from they were all accepted here. Former enemies like Wanda had a home here now, those that had attacked them like X-23 found a family, those with who had no home to go back to being abandoned had found a place that accepted them. To Jean this was what gave her hope for the future that everything could work out.

-The far Future-

In the waste of a city several young mutants were running. The buildings were in ruins, the site of many battles had done this to most of the cities on Earth these days. Some of the buildings looked like they were frozen in mid fall, others looked like they could fall any second. The streets were broken and wild animals ran loose as the planet tried to reclaim the ground of the city. Plants grew all over the place and in some places the smell of ash and from fires long dead could still be smelt. It was a cold night and darker than it used to be. There were no more lights in the city, the power had died off years ago and so when night fell the sky was so clear that people could see stars in the major city for the first time in generations.

But the young group wasn't interested in that, they were running for their lives, their lungs burned and their bodies ached but they pushed past it, because in this world if you weren't strong enough to survive then you died, or worse.

The four man team was a group of young mutants on a raiding party, they were looking for scraps of material that could be used, even old medical supplies that were still usable. One of them was a slim blond haired man of good, another was a young woman with a missing arm, she had strange pinkish hair that looked to had a life of their own, the other was a tall man with black eyes and purple skin.

They were being led by a young woman of sixteen, she was in an all red slim body suit with pointed studs running along her sides. She had short red hair and green eyes that looks for anything out of the ordinary, but what most saw were her marks. She had lines on her face put on there against her will years ago when she had been captured. She always saw them as an ugly reminder of her past but now she was trying to find a way back home.

"Phoenix hold up," The blond man said as they came to a halt. "Ox needs a rest."

"I'm okay," the large man said although breathing almost heavy enough to be heard for a mile.

"Damn it Ox you know you should tell us when you're tired." The other young woman said to him looking after him.

"Oh come on Linda I can still go." Ox told her.

The young woman known as Phoenix looked at them and sighed, "Five minute rest but then I want them to be ready Franklin." She told him as she took up a guard position. "Remember this is Sentinel country."

"Name me one place on this cursed planet that isn't." Linda muttered as she went to look after Ox.

Franklin Richards looked at them and he knew that they were a couple, hell it was because of Ox that Linda was pulled out of a battle alive although that had been the battle that lost her that arm. He walked over to the red head. "Be easy on them Rachel you know they just joined up two years ago." He said gently.

She sighed, "I know but we're losing this war...Master Mold will soon rule everything and there's nothing we can do to stop it.

"You got to keep hope alive Rachel," he told her gently putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked at him and he gave her a warm smile making her feel a bit better. She also blushed a bit as she looked away, even though he was a few years older than her she did feel something for him. He was her best friend and they had been through a lot of things together, it was impossible to have a bond going through what they had. Both of them had lost their parents at an early age and had their lives destroyed.

Although at least he hadn't been taken like she had, spending all those years caged up and then her 'training' as a Hound. The marks on her face were an ever constant reminder of her past that she could never escape from. She took a breath and decided that they would take it a little easy for now, looking over the ruined landscape just filled her with depression at what the world had turned into.

A few kilometres away in an underground bunker was one of the last groups of the Resistance, the place had been an old fallout shelter that over the years had been upgraded and turned into a underground command center/fortress. It was hidden from the Sentinels but with the way they were searching it would only be a matter of time until they stumbled unto it. The halls were missing pieces of metal that had been scavenged for parts, some of the lights either no longer worked or were missing but there was enough light to see where you were going at least.

Power was thankfully something they didn't need to worry about, and they had a hydroponics garden in one of the lower levels for fresh air, and food. They had a water purification and recycling that would most likely out last them. The place got a little cold in winter but nothing too bad, all in all it was a better place to live then out in the streets.

One man was walking through the halls in jeans and a tattered and worn brown coat, his wild hair was parted into two points giving him a feral look, although his hair had a few grey streaks now. The man was a legend among the people as he walked through the halls, one of the command staff he was only known as either Logan or Wolverine.

Logan looked at the few faces here and there, he saw the faces of kids with battle scars and older ones with sometimes robotic limbs. He saw the faces of humans and mutants working together, something he had once thought a pipedream in the past. 'Well Chuck you got your wish too bad about how it had to happen.'

He remembered the bald man that had helped him all those years ago he remembered the original X-Men and the other kids at the old mansion which was now nothing more than a memory. Most of those kids were dead now, a few still survived at least. He walked up to one of the doors and knocked, there was a muffled sound telling him to come in and he did just that. He stepped inside looking at the room, it was covered in papers, readouts, and other things, it looked more like an office than a living area.

He only saw a few photos that the man kept around, but beyond that there were no personal items. The man was all business these days, he was cold most of the time but Logan knew that he did just because it was his way of keeping his mind together. He knew that the man hurt every day but kept on going because this war was all he had left that kept him going. He looked at the man sitting at his desk looking over reports, he was tall, well built and had midnight black hair. The front was cut short but the back was longer, he had on a small beard which made him looked older, there was a touch of grey here and there but Logan knew that was from stress of this life.

This life tended to age you pretty fast he had seen a lot of that happening to the older ones. There was one thing that reminded him of his old long dead friend General Fury, and that was the black patch over part of the man's face. It covered the right eye as well as a bit of the cheek from a fight long ago.

"Kid the others are getting ready for the meeting," Logan said.

"Alright just let me put this together," he said gathering up a few intelligence details and notes.

Logan nodded and looked at the few pictures there were worn and old. He looked at them of happier times and picked up one with an image of two young people. He knew the young woman in the photo, the girl that went only by Rogue most of her life, only gone was the young goth teen but a young woman with longer hair and no more heavy make-up. He remembered when she decided that she wanted to change her looks that caused a major surprise.

The other was a younger version of the man in the room, Vincent Freeman who had a soul patch of dark hair on his chin in that photo. Both had been smiling and happy back in the early days before the Sentinels became a major problem. That was back when the Sentinels were only running around the island nation of Genosha, then a few years after that other countries payed for them, then finally after a major terrorist attack by mutants that was when American got on the Sentinel bandwagon.

It didn't help with the anti-mutant feelings ever since the assassination of Senator Kelly, ever since then more and more people were against mutants. Then things really got bad, humans started to round up mutants and just when things didn't seem to get worse that's when they got worse. The sentinels turned on the humans as well, Master Mold had decided to remove all organic life both human and mutants. It was around then that they lost Rogue, normally she would have had no problem in a fight but she wasn't normal.

She had been six months pregnant at the time, she had been leading an evacuation of one of their bases and hadn't been able to keep up. So she turned and fought, that was the last anyone saw of her and her team who refused to leave her. He looked over at Vince there as he got ready, that day the boy he had known had died. The best part of his heart just seemed to be dead along with her and he focused all his attention to the war.

"I'm ready Logan," Vincent said getting up as they walked out of the room and towards the command center's planning room. They didn't talk on the way there, they were both old soldiers and knew that sometimes silence was just the only way to be. They both entered the area and took their seats as they were met with the other leaders of the Resistance.

There was Kitty Pryde, the young girl had grown up although she too knew loss. Her lover Piotr had died five years ago and she still missed him. She was also no longer the bubbly valley girl, she had grown up hardened by the war. She went by The Cat now then Shadowcat, her hair shorter then is had been when she was younger.

There was Forge as well, or what was left of him. Over half his body had been replaced by machines from a serious battle long ago, he was current head of their R&D section of course. The only human on the seat was Natasha Romanoff, who had been named the Black Widow in her younger days but the once red hair was now all white and she no longer could fight like she used to. But she trained the soldiers better than anyone, plus the fact she had been against the Sentinels from the start was a good point towards the others.

"So what are the status of the teams?" Kitty asked as she had lost her valley girl way of talking.

"Current teams that are still outside of the base include Team 7 with Phoenix and Marvel Boy," Forge explained, "Last report came in that they're taking a break for the moment. Team Deadpool just hit a supply depo and are going to give the metal heads the slip before getting back. Teams 8, 10, and 3 are doing well but...well..."

"What is it?" Logan asked.

Forge looked at him with pity in his one human eye, "We lost contact with Sarah's team."

Logan's hands gripped the chair harder, Sarah Logan his own daughter was out there not that he could or even would have stopped her but hearing that made him wish that he had stopped her. He knew the girl could take care of herself but that still didn't mean that she was invisible. They had lost too many people as it was.

"She'll make it back...she always does," Logan said to them and none of them dared to tell him otherwise.

Vincent looked at Forge, "By the way...how is Project Backstep going?"

"We're on schedule and we should be ready soon," Forge told him.

"We sure we want to mess with this?" Natalia asked since she had never been comfortable with the technology they were developing. "How do we know we won't make things worse?"

"You can name something worse than this, then by all means what is it?' Vincent cast her a cold look.

"At any rate it might be our best shot to stop this all from happening," Kitty was all for this experiment. If it meant that they could undo the horrors of the last few decades then she couldn't wait. The thought of her no longer existing didn't really bother her after all she knew that whatever world replaced this one would be much better. Plus there was hope that the other her would have Piotr and all her loved ones back.

When Vincent had approached Forge about this most didn't think it was possible but with Forge she should have known that anything was possible. Although why Vince had to name it after something from an old TV show she didn't know. But at any rate they had a real chance to change things and Kitty knew many others wanted this world to be replaced.

"But do we have anyone that we can pick yet for this?" Kitty asked the one major worry about this whole thing. "After all Forge you said this was a one way mission, there would be no coming back."

Forge nodded, "Yes as I said the trick is to anchor that person into the past making it their 'present'. Normally if you tried to travel through time you're anchored to your own timeline, so any changes and you'll change as well. Plus if the person no longer exists after it, then what happens then? Does time move forward or since that person no longer exists will things go back to the way they were since that person never traveled in time."

"God this gives me a headache," Logan muttered. He really hated all this technical stuff about time travel.

"At any rate to avoid that paradox the person's time signature will be altered and they will be anchored to that area we send them. So no matter what they do they exist in that time frame only, their own time frame will no longer exist to them in a way. But we still have no idea what the physical or psychological effects this will have."

"I think Forge that anyone who is picked will risk it, the only question is do we send someone that knows that period? Because if we do they will have to live with seeing everyone we knew for all those years they are alive in the past," Vince said.

Forge shook his head, "Actually I think it's better if we pick someone that wasn't born around that time frame we picked. It would make the transition easier and then we don't have to worry about what happens when the same matter is in the same space thing. Since that can be very bad depending on who you believe on the subject."

Vincent nodded his head, that made sense to him and he already had a list of people he had picked out. Now with that the list was cut to just a few handfuls. After this meeting he would decided on who to pick and talk to them about it.

Next up Chapter 2: Price of War