Hey all... this is J.C. Thomas... In the Traps series I've been promising you a regular Rietro for some time now and today is the day I fulfill my promise. This has nothing to do with the Traps series and is an AU from X- Men: Evolution where they aren't mutants. As hard as I tried I could not come up with a story line that didn't involve the lovable trouble maker Allana. Sorry all... I hope you like this anyway. For story purposes I made the main characters the same age.

Challenges

by

J.C. Thomas

(inspired by Jessie and other people)

Chapter One: First Encounter

Pietro Maximoff. Sixteen year old, basketball, track, and skate board star extraordinaire. He would be the first to tell you of his greatness. Short white blonde hair that came off as silver in the right light, pale skin, light blue eyes, a slim, muscular body. He was never with out a date or a random girl following him. What could he say, he was a good looking guy.

Before she moved to Bayville there were only two real challenges for him: His best friend Allana Blade and his arch rival Evan Daniels, the only two able to beat him at his own game. Allana was just as fun-loving and mischievous as he was, while she was friendly toward Evan he couldn't stand the boy, he was just too... Evan.

It was warm for a Tuesday in mid-December. It had been at lunch that day when he first laid eyes on her. She had straight red-brown shoulder length hair with chin length white bangs. She was wearing a see through long sleeved shirt over a black tank top with a tiny black mini skirt over black leggings. The combat boots, fingerless gloves, dog collar, and dark make up only accented the raw beauty he saw rather than hide it, which probably had been the girl's intentions. Hello! His mind screamed. Hot goth chick, what are you waiting for? But she disappeared into the growing crowd of high school students before he was even able to get up.

"Maximoff, you alive in there?" He heard Allana saying. He shook his head to clear it and turned to her.

"What were you saying?" He asked absently.

"You were the one talking, dork. You were telling me how you were going to kick Daniels butt at the skate board match between you and him tomorrow."

"Oh yeah." He couldn't remember.

"I never thought I'd never live to see the day."

"What are you going on about?"

"The great Pietro Maximoff was drooling over somebody."

"I was not drooling." Had he been?

"Uh huh."

"No way."

"Besides, I bet she wouldn't be interested in an ego trip like you." Allana's green eyes full of daring and laughter.

"Sounds like a challenge." He grinned.

"It is." She grinned back. "Ask her for a date."

Was she joking? This would be too easy. "What do I get when I get my date?"

"If you get your date you mean, the usual ten bucks."

"Deal." They shook on it, just as they did Pietro spotted her again heading for the soda machines. This was in the bag. "Are you going to come witness my glory, Blade?"

She snorted and followed him. The girl was just pulling out her money when he arrived. Allana positioned herself as to appear as if she were waiting for the machine. He leaned against the machine, ran a hand though his perfectly styled hair and put on his best 'love me' grin. "Hey gorgeous."

The girl looked at him then around as if confused. "Ya talkin' ta meh?" She asked with a southern drawl not native to the New York town.

"Of course I am, let me buy that for you?" He grinned producing his wallet.

"That's okay, Ah got it." She frowned and turned away from him. She must be new, no girl had ever denied his charms beside Allana, and that was special circumstances.

"So, you must be new." He shook off this slight rejection as shyness and continued to grin.

"Why do ya say that?" She inserted her dollar.

"Because I would have noticed some one so beautiful a long time ago." He couldn't help but see Allana stifle a laugh. The girl didn't even look up just chose her drink and waited for it to fall. "My name's Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff." He said in his best James Bond voice. She shrugged uninterested, "That's nice." Allana almost snorted. He retrieved her drink before she was even able to lean down. "Do you have a name?" He handed her the soda.

"Not for ya." She answered coldly.

"Oh, but I like to know my dates name before I take them out."

"Ah don' remembah sayin' anythin' 'bout a date." This wasn't working out.

"You're right, will you go on a date with me on Friday?"

"Let meh think 'bout this..." She paused as if actually thinking.

"Well..."

"No!" With that she was gone again leaving a slightly dazed Pietro. Allana burst out laughing. She laughed so hard she had to lean against the soda machine for support. Pietro was not amused.

"What's so funny?"

"The great Pietro Maximoff, ladies and gentlemen, has just crashed and burned." She managed through her hysteria.

"I did not crash and burn!" He folded his arms defiantly. Oh he so had.

"That was just sad, Maximoff. I think, I could have done better, and I'm straight." Allana was sobering up a bit.

"Alright, you can shut up now!" People were starting to stare at the purple haired girl.

"Okay okay, I'm cool now." They headed for their usual table. "Ten bucks please." Grumbling he reluctantly handed her the bill. "You knew that was going to happen didn't you?"

Allana nodded tucking the bill into her own wallet. "I met her this morning, about 6 guys in third tried to get her number."

"I hate you." Despite himself he had to admit, Allana was good.

"I know." She grinned.

"I wasn't interested in her anyway." He told her, he couldn't help but feel he was lying.

"Uh huh." Allana didn't sound convinced.

"I'm not." He didn't know if he was trying to convince her or himself. "What's her name anyway?"

"I thought you weren't interested."

"I'm not, I'm just wondering what her name is."

"She called herself Rogue."

"What kind of name is Rogue?" He asked.

Allana shrugged, "It suits her, she did steal a lot of guys hearts."

Pietro nodded absently. Rogue huh?

"So are we still on for tonight?"

"What's tonight?"

Allana sighed obviously getting annoyed, "We're meeting at your house to study for the Art History test, remember?"

"Of course I do." He answered automatically trying desperately to remember what she was talking about. Jeez this Rogue girl was getting to him. They slipped back into the conversation about Evan, and he almost completely forgot about his encounter with Rogue. Almost.

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What do you guys think??? Should I continue???

J.C. Thomas