Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone, except the characters I made
(Mirage and Coyote) and I play with everyone else to make them do what I
want. My character concepts are from the movies though, so comic people,
no death. Don't sue me. it's not nice and I don't have anything anyway.
A/N: Okay, to begin with, I've added one new main character whom you see through the beginning of the movie*, but who doesn't start to be noticeable until after Rogue runs away, her part begins in the train station. *You see her in the audience of the conference regarding mutants. She's in a tree across the street from Rogue's house when her powers manifest. She's in the crowd, watching Rogue from the other side of the room when Wolverine is fighting, and then she's at the end of the bar in the next sequence. Finally, she's standing against a light pole in the school when Wolverine is being told where he is, and she watches as Rogue runs by her (after Rogue's talk with "Bobby")
While the two sides are fighting, a pair of eyes watch from behind a pair of stylish black glasses. The glasses hide her eyes, her nails have been filed for the outing, they'll grow back by tomorrow probably. All she has to do to hide the fact that she's "different" is refrain from smiling, which was becoming harder as the battle goes on.
She smiles knowingly, carefully keeping her lips sealed together. I thought the good guys always won. She heard a strong, masculine voice echo in her head. A quiet laugh as she walked toward the train, where she knew Magneto would be unloading his "new friend". How can you tell which side is the good guys? They all look the same to me. They're all mutants. She kept watching the losing battle as she answered the question in her head, wondering if the tide would turn; it didn't. She kept walking, she had her own work to do. I resent that! I thought you were a sympathetic individual.
You mean you thought I was a flaming liberal? she smiled. Even if it was a voice in her head, she had fun talking with him.
Have you looked in the mirror lately, catwoman?
Hey, cheap shot! We knew he was a mutant, and it doesn't necessarily confirm that I have to be one.
Okay, what about this conversation, don't you suspect a little mind power on your part?
You have the mind power, I'm just very receptive.
Why is that, do you think?
Because I love you so very much, and because I miss you. Now be quiet, I have some real people to talk to.
I'm here if you need me.
You're always here, period. Now, be quiet!
She kept walking, "the good guys" had been beaten, and seemed to have disappeared. The others were outside, dealing with the police, and Professor X. She circled around so that she was standing behind Toad, she was glad he was the one holding the girl, he had been a good friend once, but she didn't think either of them could remember when. She stood behind him, in the shadows, she leaned towards his ear and made a soft growling sound in the back of her throat. He was startled, but she convinced him to keep facing forward. He knew her voice, at least he thought he did, he couldn't remember it, or the person it belonged to.
"Hey there Toad. What cha got in the bag?" Her voice had a feline purr to it.
"Just some mutant kid" He didn't know why he answered, he didn't want to.
"Can I see?" He couldn't resist a sound in her voice, he began to drop the girl. She caught the bag. "Why don't you let me take her? I'll keep her safe"
"Okay" He couldn't find any other words to answer with, and he couldn't seem to keep his hold on the bag with the invaluable treasure inside.
She picked up the bag carefully, it was heavy, but she was strong. She walked through the shadows away from the dueling mutants; her work was done.
That was a good use of your powers.
I was persuasive. I don't have any powers.
It was very persuasive then. Will he remember?
I doubt it. No one ever seems to remember me, that's why they call me Mirage, isn't it? ***********************************************************************
Rogue woke to dark surroundings. It was hot and humid, and there was only a little light coming into the room from a small slit at the top of what must have been the door, though she could see only as much as the small amount of light allowed. Her eyes had yet to adjust to the darkness, and her head ached desperately from whatever that guy had used to knock her out, she didn't notice the vicious looking dog on guard until it began to growl. Startled, Rogue turned toward the animal, trying to stay calm and keep from angering the strange beast.
Suddenly, the room was lightened. The door had opened, and the dog moved out the door past a feminine silhouette.
"Sleep well?" The voice was soft, musical even, with a strange purr to it.
"Wh-- Who are you?" Rogue was scared, she didn't know what to expect.
"Most people refer to me as Mirage. Don't really have a name, call me what you like, just let me know what name you decide on. Hungry?" Rogue could feel the woman smiling, even if she couldn't see the smile.
"A little hungry, but my head really hurts"
"Okay, come with me." The woman turned to let Rogue pass through the door. As Rogue moved out of the room, she could see that the woman had catlike claws and eyes, when she smiled, she could see a pair of sharp feline teeth. "Don't worry, I wont bite", the woman smiled again, and Rogue moved on quickly.
She's scared of you.
It's okay, she has a right to be. I've seen myself, I'd be afraid, too.
Are you going to send her back to the professor?
Yeah, that's probably where she belongs.
You're such a good girl. When are you taking her back?
I'm not good, probably tomorrow. It's getting late now, don't want to run into any of Magneto's goons.
Need me to be there?
Naw, I'll handle it. She's only a girl, and she hasn't known me for 24 hours yet.
Good luck.
Thanks.
She looked over and saw Rogue looking cold and scared, almost trying to find a place to hide.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Would you rather be with Magneto?"
"Who's Magneto?" Rouge answered with the small, quiet voice that children use when threatened by a terrible fate.
Mirage smiled, this girl obviously didn't know what she was a part of. She answered at her drink "The guy from the train station, you want me to help you find him?"
"No." She answered again, using the same small voice.
"Good, that means I did the right thing." The two women stood around a table with two meals on it. Both sat down to eat. "I'll take you back to the Xavier school tomorrow. You'll stay here tonight, that okay?"
"Okay." She was quiet again as the scruffy looking dog entered the room, hoping for leftovers, he didn't look nearly as ferocious in good light, but she was still a bit nervous.
Mirage followed her line of sight, landing on the dog, who looked directly back at Mirage, questioning what the problem was. Mirage looked back to her food, threw the dog a small piece of meat and kept eating. "His name is Max, not that original, but we've been together a long time. He's harmless, unless instructed otherwise." With a last weary look at the dog, Rogue ate her food ravenously. When she finished, she had another question to ask before she went back to her room.
"How long have I been here?"
"Two days." The other woman didn't look up.
"Where is here?"
"Never mind, it doesn't really matter. What is your real name Rogue?"
"Marie."
"Good night, Marie."
"Good night. Mirage?"
"What?"
"Thank you, for your help I mean."
"Don't worry about it. Good night, Marie."
"Good night."
A/N: Okay, to begin with, I've added one new main character whom you see through the beginning of the movie*, but who doesn't start to be noticeable until after Rogue runs away, her part begins in the train station. *You see her in the audience of the conference regarding mutants. She's in a tree across the street from Rogue's house when her powers manifest. She's in the crowd, watching Rogue from the other side of the room when Wolverine is fighting, and then she's at the end of the bar in the next sequence. Finally, she's standing against a light pole in the school when Wolverine is being told where he is, and she watches as Rogue runs by her (after Rogue's talk with "Bobby")
While the two sides are fighting, a pair of eyes watch from behind a pair of stylish black glasses. The glasses hide her eyes, her nails have been filed for the outing, they'll grow back by tomorrow probably. All she has to do to hide the fact that she's "different" is refrain from smiling, which was becoming harder as the battle goes on.
She smiles knowingly, carefully keeping her lips sealed together. I thought the good guys always won. She heard a strong, masculine voice echo in her head. A quiet laugh as she walked toward the train, where she knew Magneto would be unloading his "new friend". How can you tell which side is the good guys? They all look the same to me. They're all mutants. She kept watching the losing battle as she answered the question in her head, wondering if the tide would turn; it didn't. She kept walking, she had her own work to do. I resent that! I thought you were a sympathetic individual.
You mean you thought I was a flaming liberal? she smiled. Even if it was a voice in her head, she had fun talking with him.
Have you looked in the mirror lately, catwoman?
Hey, cheap shot! We knew he was a mutant, and it doesn't necessarily confirm that I have to be one.
Okay, what about this conversation, don't you suspect a little mind power on your part?
You have the mind power, I'm just very receptive.
Why is that, do you think?
Because I love you so very much, and because I miss you. Now be quiet, I have some real people to talk to.
I'm here if you need me.
You're always here, period. Now, be quiet!
She kept walking, "the good guys" had been beaten, and seemed to have disappeared. The others were outside, dealing with the police, and Professor X. She circled around so that she was standing behind Toad, she was glad he was the one holding the girl, he had been a good friend once, but she didn't think either of them could remember when. She stood behind him, in the shadows, she leaned towards his ear and made a soft growling sound in the back of her throat. He was startled, but she convinced him to keep facing forward. He knew her voice, at least he thought he did, he couldn't remember it, or the person it belonged to.
"Hey there Toad. What cha got in the bag?" Her voice had a feline purr to it.
"Just some mutant kid" He didn't know why he answered, he didn't want to.
"Can I see?" He couldn't resist a sound in her voice, he began to drop the girl. She caught the bag. "Why don't you let me take her? I'll keep her safe"
"Okay" He couldn't find any other words to answer with, and he couldn't seem to keep his hold on the bag with the invaluable treasure inside.
She picked up the bag carefully, it was heavy, but she was strong. She walked through the shadows away from the dueling mutants; her work was done.
That was a good use of your powers.
I was persuasive. I don't have any powers.
It was very persuasive then. Will he remember?
I doubt it. No one ever seems to remember me, that's why they call me Mirage, isn't it? ***********************************************************************
Rogue woke to dark surroundings. It was hot and humid, and there was only a little light coming into the room from a small slit at the top of what must have been the door, though she could see only as much as the small amount of light allowed. Her eyes had yet to adjust to the darkness, and her head ached desperately from whatever that guy had used to knock her out, she didn't notice the vicious looking dog on guard until it began to growl. Startled, Rogue turned toward the animal, trying to stay calm and keep from angering the strange beast.
Suddenly, the room was lightened. The door had opened, and the dog moved out the door past a feminine silhouette.
"Sleep well?" The voice was soft, musical even, with a strange purr to it.
"Wh-- Who are you?" Rogue was scared, she didn't know what to expect.
"Most people refer to me as Mirage. Don't really have a name, call me what you like, just let me know what name you decide on. Hungry?" Rogue could feel the woman smiling, even if she couldn't see the smile.
"A little hungry, but my head really hurts"
"Okay, come with me." The woman turned to let Rogue pass through the door. As Rogue moved out of the room, she could see that the woman had catlike claws and eyes, when she smiled, she could see a pair of sharp feline teeth. "Don't worry, I wont bite", the woman smiled again, and Rogue moved on quickly.
She's scared of you.
It's okay, she has a right to be. I've seen myself, I'd be afraid, too.
Are you going to send her back to the professor?
Yeah, that's probably where she belongs.
You're such a good girl. When are you taking her back?
I'm not good, probably tomorrow. It's getting late now, don't want to run into any of Magneto's goons.
Need me to be there?
Naw, I'll handle it. She's only a girl, and she hasn't known me for 24 hours yet.
Good luck.
Thanks.
She looked over and saw Rogue looking cold and scared, almost trying to find a place to hide.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Would you rather be with Magneto?"
"Who's Magneto?" Rouge answered with the small, quiet voice that children use when threatened by a terrible fate.
Mirage smiled, this girl obviously didn't know what she was a part of. She answered at her drink "The guy from the train station, you want me to help you find him?"
"No." She answered again, using the same small voice.
"Good, that means I did the right thing." The two women stood around a table with two meals on it. Both sat down to eat. "I'll take you back to the Xavier school tomorrow. You'll stay here tonight, that okay?"
"Okay." She was quiet again as the scruffy looking dog entered the room, hoping for leftovers, he didn't look nearly as ferocious in good light, but she was still a bit nervous.
Mirage followed her line of sight, landing on the dog, who looked directly back at Mirage, questioning what the problem was. Mirage looked back to her food, threw the dog a small piece of meat and kept eating. "His name is Max, not that original, but we've been together a long time. He's harmless, unless instructed otherwise." With a last weary look at the dog, Rogue ate her food ravenously. When she finished, she had another question to ask before she went back to her room.
"How long have I been here?"
"Two days." The other woman didn't look up.
"Where is here?"
"Never mind, it doesn't really matter. What is your real name Rogue?"
"Marie."
"Good night, Marie."
"Good night. Mirage?"
"What?"
"Thank you, for your help I mean."
"Don't worry about it. Good night, Marie."
"Good night."