Spirit Lost

By moi

This is lovely little story I've been working on. I need to take a break from my 'The Start of a New Age'. I've hit an extreme writers block in the storyline and lost most of my other chapters when my computer crashed, but I don't like excuses…. So here's a new story line starts after X2, obviously. A definite Romy.

DISCLAIMER: Oh and I don't own anything having to do with X-men except this story, obviously.

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That is my three little stars.

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"Wolverine did you guys find anyone in the west quarters?" Cyclops voice rang loudly into his ears making Wolverine wince. He still hadn't gotten used to these head sets and he doubted he ever would. There was only one volume setting and due to his enhanced hearing it made the average voice sound five times louder.

"Yeah we found two boys, one has two broken legs but the blue elf says he can teleport him to the Black Bird." He responded through the microphone coming down by his ear.

"Our team has found one but we're going to have to move him carefully it looks like he was being operated on. Get to the Black Bird as soon as you can, we need to get out of here quickly."

The minute he said that piercing sirens echoed through the base.

"Oh great." Wolverine growled sarcastically as he unleashed his claws. "New plan, Elf you better transport the boy to the jet now."

"I shall." Nightcrawler a.k.a. Kurt agreed setting the little boy he had been carrying down and hugging the unconscious boy in Colossus's arms. Then before they could cover their mouths he, along with the boy, vanished in a smelly puff of blue smoke.

Colossus a.k.a. Piotr gathered the boy Kurt had set on the floor as Wolverine cut down the last cell door in the hall.

He entered cautiously to find a teenage boy bolting up off the floor and into a fighting stance. As the yellow hall lighting spilled in the boy squinted his eyes shut. Logan could now see him, he had long red hair along with a slight stubble on face (due to his containment). He wore the same putrid almost blinding yellow uniform as all mutant prisoners. Through the teen's thinly narrowed eyes Wolverine could make out a glint of black and red.

"Who-?" The boy started but it only came out as a croak.

"We came to get you out of here, so come on we don't have much time." Wolverine grunted and walked out barely hearing the soft pad of the boy's feet behind him.

As they stepped in between what was left of the prison door they heard yelling from down the hall.

Wolverine grabbed the boy from Colossus and threw him to the new teen. Piotr stepped in front of them armoring up as bullets rained from the soldier's guns.

"Back up! We have to go through the back!" They slowly made it to the back wall using Piotr as a shield. Wolverine slashed at the wall furiously but was making little progress when the red eyed boy set the kid down and wripped of the shirt of his prisoner uniform yelling "Stan' BACK!"

A sparkling red aura enveloped the shirt and it was sent sailing into the wall causing an explosion that sent them and the soldiers flying back. The teen pushed himself off the small boy he had thrown himself over to protect and lifted the boy up. Wolverine followed shaking dust from his body, a gash on his forehead healing quickly. Colossus who was the least affected from the explosion was already urging the two boys out.

"Little warning next time boy!" Wolverine snarled then bolted into the lead signaling Colossus to guard the rear as they reached the jet.

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(Rogue P.o.V.)

Rogue herded the two young girls towards the Blackbird as the boy in her arms started to stir. Storm flew over commanding a small lightning storm behind them, bolts of electricity blasting through the group of guards chasing them.

As the two girls rushed up the small ramp and into the jet a stray bullet pierced her shoulder sending pain firing down her arm.

"Uh." She gritted her teeth and shifted the youngster's weight to her opposite arm. She had to get this job done. Pushing the pain from her mind Rogue entered the jet then helped the little one she had been carrying buckle up.

There were seven total mutants that had been rescued, she counted as she surveyed her surroundings. Two had been strapped into flip out cot's installed in the jet wall. One looked as if he had been in the middle of an operation when the X-men had busted in. He was laying on his stomach metallic wings sprouting from his bleeding back. Cyclops was trying to patch him up as Wolverine and Nightcrawler revved up the engines.

A gust of powerful wind blew Storm threw the entrance, the ramp lifting behind her.

"We need to get out of here NOW!" The usually calm Storm commanded.

"We're trying too!" Wolverine answered in a growl of frustration.

"Well try harder!" Storm snapped back. "They have th-this… ray cannon, that they nearly shot me from the sky with!"

"It's ze engines, zey need a couple seconds to cool off." The ever passive Nightcrawler explained as he typed something into the panel.

Rogue strapped herself into a seat next to Piotr and Kitty.

"Alright we're taking off!" Wolverine called securing the safety bands around himself as the jet vibrated to a dull roar. It barely had raised two feet before something smashed into the side of the jet shaking it violently.

" One more hit like that and we won't be able to fly Logan!" Cyclops yelled struggling to buckle down next to the boy he had been tending.

"Then we won't get hit!" Logan called back. As the Blackbird finally entered the sky Logan swiftly turned it on it's side as something flew past them narrowly missing the jet's under belly.

Doing another quick turn to the left, Logan grunted. "There, we're out of range they shouldn't give us anymore trouble. I have it cloaking just in case."

The young boy she had been holding broke out in tears, his rutty brown hair sticking out at odd ends as he shook. Rogue unbuckled and walked over, as Scott stood up to finish his work cleaning up the winged boy and Storm started on the other. Letting Marie's personality flow through her Rogue pulled herself back to watch Marie work.

She held the child closely till the last of his sobs fell to silence. "It's gonnah beh okah. We took yeh away from the bad people. Yeh neveh will have to go back there again. We're taken you teh a good place." She whispered softly.

"Mommy? Daddy?" The boy asked tears threatening to fall once more.

Rogue wanted to tell him the truth. That his 'mommy' and 'daddy' were the ones that put him into that place. That they had given him to the scientists because he was a mutant, but Marie didn't have the heart too.

"We'll try to find them." She said gently ruffling the boys hair.

"Marie!" Turning in confusion she saw Storm's shocked face. "Y-your shoulder.."

Rogue turned her head to see the bloody bullet wound she had taken. It wasn't to bad, she was relieved to find out, Rogue had gotten worse with Mystique. Unfortunately Marie's personality still had control over her body and Marie had never seen a bullet wound up close especially on what she took as her own body. Rogue felt the pull of nausea take over her body. As darkness engulfed her she barely had time lean away from the boy as she collapsed.

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All right it's a little confusing at the moment but it's explained later on. So please just roll with it for a while. It'll get better after a few chapters. And you'll find out the characters I brought in, in the next chapter and I made at least 2 of these chapters a year ago so the character coincidence has nothing to do with the new X3 movie coming out. Which is going to ROCK! If I must say so myself.

Well

Cheerio

Gotta go

Tatah

Au' revoir

Say my adieu's

And 'I'll miss you's'

Bye

Chained2aMask