Disclaimer: I wish. But I don't, so with much hardship I admit I don't own
anything remotely that I wrote about. *sob*
A/N: This is slightly AU. Rogue, Bobby, John and Remy are 18/19. John never left the X-Men. Magneto is free and the Brotherhood has new members. So do the X-Men. Rogue was raised by Irene and went to the X-Men after her foster mum (Mystique) used her for Magnetos evil schemes. (Movie number 1). A slight mix with the comics `cept Rogue wasn't a Brotherhood member.
Transmogrification
By: Gentryfey
Chapter One
It was late. The house was quiet and steeped in darkness. The hushed, air conditioned silence was broken as muffled footsteps were heard padding down the grand staircase. Logan's ears picked up and he smelt the air, determining who was up and about at the early hour. He relaxed as he caught the familiar scent. Then frowned realising that she should be in bed, not wandering around this late. He relaxed again when he heard the footsteps head his way and saw her slip through the half open door of the kitchen. She headed straight toward the table where he sat, and slid into the chair opposite.
He took a sip of the smuggled beer and raised an eyebrow, silently inviting her to tell him why she was up.
She simply smiled at him and let her chin rest in her hands. He was determined to wait for her to speak, but patience was not his strong point. He broke the comfortable spell of silence and uttered a one-syllable word. "Stripes?"
He made it a question and was not surprised at her short answer "Couldn't sleep."
He didn't question her answer. He understood. More often than not he stayed up, roaming the house and surrounding area. He knew what it was like to be betrayed. He knew what it felt like to be disjointed from all he knew and put into an unknown situation. He knew what it was like to have people cringe away from your very passing or slight touch. To others it seemed that she had settled in but he knew. He knew the truth. But tonight, he didn't think it was her uncertainty that had her up and wandering around. He also didn't think it was her curse of a mutation. Her description once told to him. So what had her wandering the halls tonight?
He sat nursing his beer and pondering her reasons when she spoke softly, her southern tones smoothly filling the area between them. " Is tha professah mad at meh?"
He raised an inquisitive eyebrow and asked, " Why would Chuck be mad at ya?"
"Cause ah didn't show tha new guy around lahke he asked."
Logan snorted. "Nah, he ain't mad. He didn't realise you already made plans. He got Colossus to do it. Not quite sure why he wanted you to do it in the first place."
She laughed. " Ah was sortah wondering that mahself."
They both smiled and fell back into an easy silence.
" So, tha new guy. He nice?"
Logan shrugged. "Cocky. From New Orleans. Seems ok. Good Fighter."
Rogue stared at him. "What?"
"Yah put him through tha Dangah Room already?"
" Yeah. Had to see what he could do."
Rogue shook her head at him.
Silence reigned once again. Logan chugged the rest of his beer and let the bottle dangle from his fingertips.
He thought about asking her what a lot of people wanted to know. She seemed peaceful now. He didn't want to ruin it. But he needed to know. No, he didn't need to know. He wanted to know.
What was so important to do that she had refused the Professors request?
"Just ask yah question Wolvie, ah cahn see yah strugglin' with it."
H glared at her but she shrugged and smiled.
Giving up he questioned "What were you doing instead of showing the newbie around?"
She froze and then laughed. "That's what yah wannah know? What ah was doin'?"
He shrugged, embarrassed " Well yeah."
" It's ok Wolvie, don' worry. Ah'll tell yah, it ain't no secret."
A/N: This is slightly AU. Rogue, Bobby, John and Remy are 18/19. John never left the X-Men. Magneto is free and the Brotherhood has new members. So do the X-Men. Rogue was raised by Irene and went to the X-Men after her foster mum (Mystique) used her for Magnetos evil schemes. (Movie number 1). A slight mix with the comics `cept Rogue wasn't a Brotherhood member.
Transmogrification
By: Gentryfey
Chapter One
It was late. The house was quiet and steeped in darkness. The hushed, air conditioned silence was broken as muffled footsteps were heard padding down the grand staircase. Logan's ears picked up and he smelt the air, determining who was up and about at the early hour. He relaxed as he caught the familiar scent. Then frowned realising that she should be in bed, not wandering around this late. He relaxed again when he heard the footsteps head his way and saw her slip through the half open door of the kitchen. She headed straight toward the table where he sat, and slid into the chair opposite.
He took a sip of the smuggled beer and raised an eyebrow, silently inviting her to tell him why she was up.
She simply smiled at him and let her chin rest in her hands. He was determined to wait for her to speak, but patience was not his strong point. He broke the comfortable spell of silence and uttered a one-syllable word. "Stripes?"
He made it a question and was not surprised at her short answer "Couldn't sleep."
He didn't question her answer. He understood. More often than not he stayed up, roaming the house and surrounding area. He knew what it was like to be betrayed. He knew what it felt like to be disjointed from all he knew and put into an unknown situation. He knew what it was like to have people cringe away from your very passing or slight touch. To others it seemed that she had settled in but he knew. He knew the truth. But tonight, he didn't think it was her uncertainty that had her up and wandering around. He also didn't think it was her curse of a mutation. Her description once told to him. So what had her wandering the halls tonight?
He sat nursing his beer and pondering her reasons when she spoke softly, her southern tones smoothly filling the area between them. " Is tha professah mad at meh?"
He raised an inquisitive eyebrow and asked, " Why would Chuck be mad at ya?"
"Cause ah didn't show tha new guy around lahke he asked."
Logan snorted. "Nah, he ain't mad. He didn't realise you already made plans. He got Colossus to do it. Not quite sure why he wanted you to do it in the first place."
She laughed. " Ah was sortah wondering that mahself."
They both smiled and fell back into an easy silence.
" So, tha new guy. He nice?"
Logan shrugged. "Cocky. From New Orleans. Seems ok. Good Fighter."
Rogue stared at him. "What?"
"Yah put him through tha Dangah Room already?"
" Yeah. Had to see what he could do."
Rogue shook her head at him.
Silence reigned once again. Logan chugged the rest of his beer and let the bottle dangle from his fingertips.
He thought about asking her what a lot of people wanted to know. She seemed peaceful now. He didn't want to ruin it. But he needed to know. No, he didn't need to know. He wanted to know.
What was so important to do that she had refused the Professors request?
"Just ask yah question Wolvie, ah cahn see yah strugglin' with it."
H glared at her but she shrugged and smiled.
Giving up he questioned "What were you doing instead of showing the newbie around?"
She froze and then laughed. "That's what yah wannah know? What ah was doin'?"
He shrugged, embarrassed " Well yeah."
" It's ok Wolvie, don' worry. Ah'll tell yah, it ain't no secret."