Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in X-Men Evolution, Mavel and the WB do…blah blah blah…
Author's Note: Since this is an alternate universe fic, it will obviously be different from the cartoon. Instead of picking up at Day of Reckoning, I will be writing from my own, twisted world. So in this story, the Brotherhood already knows that Risty Wilde is really Mystique and the New Mutants have not been recruited yet. However, it still takes place in Bayville and Mystique is currently residing at the Brotherhood's residence. Also, I will not be writing accents in people's thoughts, because, well, people don't think in accents, do they? Or it could be the fact that I'm too lazy. Oh, and please forgive me for my inability to act like an alarm clock and produce accents for the characters that have accents. I suck at imitating electronic devices and accents, as you will soon find out. But for now, on with the story!
"words"-regular conversation
words-thoughts
~words~ telepathic communication
Yearning*~*
Beep Beep Beep Beep Be—the alarm was cut short by a fist slamming down on the clock. Rogue groaned as she rubbed her eyes, trying to get rid of the sand man's dust, or eye crap, as she called it. She shivered as she began to get out of her warm bed and into the cold air as she began to get ready for school that day. Yup, just another fun filled day of school and danger room sessions. I can't wait! she thought to herself sarcastically as she headed towards the bathroom.
Hot water began to pour over her body when she stepped into the shower. It doesn't get any better than this, she thought, soaking in every ounce of heat, I just wish that it didn't have to end. Soon, her few minutes of quiet and relaxation ended when Kitty started hammering on the door. "Like, you've been in there for long enough!" she yelled through the wood separating the two of them, "Hurry up! You should be, like happy I didn't phase through the door today."
"Ok, ok!" replied Rogue irritably, "Just give meh a few more minutes ta change."
"Well, like hurry up, okay?"
Rogue stepped out of the shower, dried herself, and began slipping on her clothes quickly. As soon as she was done, she ran out, nearly running over an anguished Shadowcat, and headed straight to their room so she could apply her infamous makeup. To her, it was the most important thing of her possession. It was her protection, the shield that kept everyone away from her. They feared her, looked at her like she was some kind of maniac, or pushed her aside as if she was unimportant just from her makeup and dark clothes. This was how it always was and always will be. As the last bit of maroon eye shadow was applied, she headed downstairs to go to school. At least today I'll be able to hang out with Risty today. Thank God, the only person that understands me and that I can talk to.
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"Is she unconscious?" asked a deep voice, lingering in the shadows, the glare of a shiny helmet could be seen.
"Yes, my lord, she is," replied the blue skinned shape shifter, "took us ten minutes to get her into those adamantium chains and another ten to knock her out."
"Very well. Is everything in order?"
"Yes, the boys and I will abduct her and bring her to you. The psychic wave reflector is in place and Xavier will not be able to trace her, especially after we're done with her."
"Good, now, you better hurry up. You don't want to be late for school, do you?" asked Magneto, just as Mystique shifted into the purple haired girl known as Risty Wilde.
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"Damn, Ah think Ah just failed that test," Rogue said to whom she considered her best friend, Risty. They were heading outside for lunch for a much needed break.
"Yeah, it was pretty hard, wasn't it?" Risty replied, looking through her book, "Say, do you want to hang out today since it's Friday? No school or homework to worry about till Sunday."
"Sure, Ah don't think Ah have ta do anythin' after school. Ah just have ta tell Scott so he won't have ta wait ta pick me up. Anyway, Ah think it'll be alraht, so Ah guess Ah'll go. Even if Ah can't, Ah think Ah'll go anyway, cuz Ah really need a break from the Institute. Everyone there is drivin' me crazy! They all think Ah'm so weak and Ah can't do anything, lahk Ah'm some kinda porcelain doll! Do Ah look lahk some kinda doll to you?"
"If you count Barbies with black pen markings over their faces and in witch costumes, then yes." Risty smiled as she said this jokingly.
"Ha, ha, very funny."
"Well I thought so."
"Whatevah, Ah gotta get mah books, so Ah'll see ya after school, 'k?"
"Yeah, I'll see you." Risty waved to Rogue who was heading towards the school building and kept watching as she went inside. Soon, the bell began to ring and everybody else followed suit. Except Risty. She sat in the exact place, and when no one was around, she smiled, not a smile of laughter or happiness, but one of malice. Her eyes turned a yellow hue as she whispered, "Oh, don't worry Rogue, after today, no one at your little institute will see you as weak. Oh no, they will see you as a much stronger force to be dealt with." Then, she got up, brushed off her pants, and went inside.
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"What's going on Chuck?" asked Logan, aka Wolverine.
"Cerebro has just detected a new mutant in New Orleans. A certain Remy LeBeau with the power to fill objects with kinetic energy," replied Charles Xavier, "Storm, I believe that you know the boy's father, do you not?"
"Yes Charles, I do," said the white haired weather witch known as Storm, "I met him while I was in New Orleans awhile ago."
"Well then, since you have knowledge of that area, and that you are already acquainted with a close family member of his, would you mind going down to ask him to join our institution?"
"Of course Charles, I would be honored to go."
"Very well, the Blackbird will be ready in a little bit. I suggest you start preparing." Xavier directed his wheelchair to head out of the very circular room.
"So, an old friend, huh?" asked Logan as he and Storm began to walk out. Storm turned to face him, was it jealousy she had just heard in his voice? Why would Logan be jealous? After all, he is just an old friend of mine.
"Yes, an old friend, and nothing more than that." Storm headed towards the elevator and pushed a button to take her up. I do hope Jean-Luc remembers who I am. If he doesn't, I'm sure Remy will. After all, I was rather attached to him as he was to me.
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Scott was waiting impatiently in the driver's seat of his car. In the back were Evan and Kurt and in the passenger's seat was Kitty, all of whom were wondering where Rogue was just as much as Scott. Where the hell is she? Scott wondered. It's not like her to be late, Evan maybe, but not Rogue. At least she'll be able to fit. Good thing Jean has soccer practice today. A figure with a mixture of black and green came running over. The figure, of course, being Rogue caught her breath and said, "Sorry Ah kept you guys waitin'. Ah'm just gonna hang out with Risty today, ok? Ah'll be back bah six."
"You couldn't have told us that sooner?" asked Evan in an annoyed tone.
"Well sorrrrrrryyy porcupine. Ah couldn't find any of yuh."
"Ok, inform us a little sooner next time, ok Rogue?" said Scott, in his parental type voice, "Just be back in time for the nightly danger room session, ok?"
"Yeah, whatevah, Ah'm goin' now." Rogue waved a hand irritably and began walking towards Risty who was patiently waiting for her near the steps. "Ready tah go?"
"Yes."
"Ok, then where are we goin'"
"I'm not going anywhere." Risty replied, her eyes narrowing.
"What do ya mean? You said we were going to hang out." Rogue was getting a little weirded out by her response.
"Oh, we are Rogue, just not in the way you think we are." Her voice changed half way through the sentence as she shifted back into her original form, blue skin, blazing red hair, and glowing yellow eyes.
"You! What the hell did ya do with Risty?" Rogue gasped as she began backing away, fear taking over her whole body.
"Ignorant Rogue, I am Risty." Mystique began inching closer to Rogue. But before Rogue could do anything, a massive hand accompanied by an enormous body closed in on her with an ethylene laden cloth. Rogue struggled to get out, trying to reach for her gloves, but the cloth was soon placed over her face, and she began to stop struggling and drift. Drift off into her own world, down into the darkness. Her body was now limp and lifeless. "Good job Blob. Take her to the car." Mystique ordered him to place her into the dark blue car with tinted windows. As Mystique climbed in and drove off, the other Brotherhood members got into their famous Jeep and followed suit. As they drove off to whatever mysterious location they were heading to, the high school looked as if nothing had occurred, especially not that of an abduction.
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Well, what did you guys think? Love it? REVIEW! Hate it? REVIEW! I'd love some feedback on this and please, tell me if you want me to continue, or just throw it in the recycling bin. If you have any suggestions, feel free to email me. I kind of already have an outline set up, but some new ideas are always welcome.