"Who are yah?" she asked on her guard. On her bed sat a man, he was tall and lean that all she could see due to the sudden darkness that had enveloped the room.
"I'm called the phantom." he said with a thick accent.
"And what do yah want?" she asked tense.
"There's no need to be scared Rogue." he said soothingly.
"Who says I'm scared?" she asked.
"I feel it rolling off you." he said softly.
"What do you want?" she asked again.
"I want you to listen to me." he said calmly.
"Ah don't have to listen to anything." she snarled.
"Now, Now Roguey calm down, this will interest you, I'm not asking you to trust me just to listen."
"Fahne. Talk." she snapped.
"Now, now. Patience is a virtue." he chided. " For the past month I have been watching you and the way things function at the Xavier institute..."
"You've been spying on me!" she snarled.
"Not really I was just to follow you when you left most of the time I was on your balcony or outside you door only Thursday did I enter your room to make Mrs. Danvers leave you alone." he explained. "Now back to what I was saying for the past month I have been watching you and the way things function at the Xavier institute and from what we have learned that place is not adequate for a person of your powers. Do not interrupt me please. Your powers if I'm correct allow you to absorb other people's memories and I believe it is common knowledge that you have entered two of Bolivard Trask bases and absorbed some of his slaves."
"He's the one who blocked me for 2 days?"
"Yeah Ah absorb some of Trask's lackeys. And?"
"I belong to a guild and we would like to have the memories you stole from his lackeys and in return we would train you to control your powers." he said. "Now you are to come with because we do not have the luxury to stay here."
"Ah haven't thought about your proposition yet and what's wrong with here?" she asked defensively.
"Well for one the X-men are on there way and two not only my place is much more comfortable it's impossible for them to trace us there." he said grinning to himself.
"Fahne let's go." she said worried.
"You're going to fly to the old building down the road." he said cooly.
"What about you?" she asked worried.
"I'll meet you there. Fly out on my signal." he said handing her her bags.
"Rogue?" a voice she recognized as Jeans.
On cue the chair flew into the window destroying it and she flew out the window two seconds later. Looking down she saw Amara and Bobby guarding the front door and they saw her so instead of flying directly to the old building she took a small detour to confuse them.
Quietly she landed on the roof and prepared herself to wait for the phantom but she didn't have to wait for long.
"Smart idea to take the detour." he said taking her arm.
"How did yah get here so fast?" she asked startled. "I haven't even been here for a second."
"I'll explain later." he said with a shrug. "Now hold on tight and close your eyes."
Without question she obeyed and found herself sinking rapidly in something and a sec later coming out of something watery. When she opened her eyes she found herself in a lovely penthouse.
"Won't you sit down?" he said motioning to a comfy black and white couch. "You hungry?"
Before she could open her mouth her tummy took the liberty to answer.
" I'll take that as a yes." he said with a smile before disappearing in the kitchen.
She took a deep breath and began thinking about his proposition. If she joined would she be deceived again? Could they really help her? What would she do after?
"I would join if I were you." Carol said. "Not only they got us away from the X-men but they're offering us a place to stay."
"Diner is ready. Come on." he said leading her to the dining room. Gallantly he pulled out a chair for her.
" Food smells great." she said staring at the array of food in front of her. "How did you prepare all of this in such a small amount of time?" she asked serving herself.
"My secret." he said doing the same.
"So where are we?" she asked.
" Manhattan." he answered.
"No seriously." she said disbelieving.
"I'm not joking. This is another advantage of my powers."
"What are your powers?"
"I'll tell you later." he said dismissively.
"Along with your face." she said.
"My face after your answer." he replied.
"How do Ah know you'll keep your word? You won't just take the memories and then get rid of me."
"Well probably you will be trained first then we'll take the memories." he said.
"Fahne. I accept." she said after a few minutes.
"Bueno." he said. "We'll be going to the base tomorrow."
"What kind of guild is it anyways?"
"We do many things. Weapon trades. Thieving. Assassination."
"That's a lot." she said. "So where's this base anyways?"
"Italy."
"Won't the X-men be able to trace me there?"
"Nope. The base is practically unplotable. We have made sure mutant powers cannot be use to locate the base. Especially telepathy. And as a precaution you'll be dead."
"What do you mean I'll be dead!" she nearly shrieked.
"Were going to fake your death. Duh." he rolled his eyes.
"Oh."
"Dessert?" he offered. "Cheesecake."
"You knew Ah would say yes didn't yah?" she said with a grin.
"Everyone likes cheesecake." he said disappearing in the kitchen. "I hope you don't mind Chocolate."
"Suites me perfectly." she said with a grin. "Thanks."
"Your welcomed."
"Yah going to show me yah face now?" she asked.
"With a snap of his fingers the room was totally illuminated. Now facing her was a gorgeous tanned man with black hair occasionally streaked with white, matching eyebrows and black eyes spiked with a grey that sometimes turned into bleu or green. In his left ear he wore a silver earring shaped like a Chinese dragon with jet eyes. He was dressed casually like her a simple black shirt, black jeans and a pair of sneakers.
"Finished examining me?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
"Good. Let me show you to your room." he said grabbing her bags. He led her to a lovely room painted in this beige color equipped with a television set and a computer. "You can go to bed cause we leave at four tomorrow."
"G'night."
"So how are we traveling?" she asked watching the car fall into the ravine.
"By jet." he said simply as they floated away. "Normally I would travel by my... own ways but since you're to weak and aren't used to it yet we can't."
"It's quick." she commented. "Does it take much energy?"
"Very little." he answered. "Hold on... The X-men are coming and fast give me your hands."
When they emerged once again to the surface Rogue found herself staring at the most magnificent jet ever. It was very different from the black bird. First of all it looked a lot thinner but at the same time enormous. It was painted black but it's wings... their surface were made of a mirrors or what looked like a mirror.
"Is that a mirror?" she asked stunned.
"Yes and no. It partly functions as a mirror but it's not." he answered as they went inside. "These panels are made to absorb solar light and transform it into energy, like solar panels."
"Whoa." she said looking at the vast interior.
"I had a lot of problems designing the interior but I did." he said pleased at her surprised. "Now buckle up."
"What's with the oxygen masks?" she asked.
"Well when we're in a hurry we tend to... exaggerate the speed." he said. " But don't worry I'll go slow."
"You called that slow?" she asked wobbling down the plane.
"What can I say Sono Italiano." he said with a grin. (I am Italian.) "Now come on." he said leading her to a black motorcycle.
"Oh boy." she said slipping behind him.
"Hold on tight." he said with a wicked grin before speeding off.
"I'm going to get killed." Carol yelled.
"Hush Carol." Rogue ordered. "You were the one who told me to say yes."
"And you listened to me?" Carol nearly yelled.
"If we survived the flight then we can survive this."
"I don't get it you were scared of flying but not of this."
"Were here." he said pulling her out of her reverie.
Looking around her she found herself in a garage filled with cars and motorcycles. "Cool."
"Follow me, we're in the underground garage." he said leading her to an elevator.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked.
"To meet the guild leaders." he answered. "Don't worry they'll be fair."
"I hope so." she muttered to herself.
"You don't have to be nervous cara." he said putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Thanks." she said with a small smile.
"Ah here we are." he said as the elevator stopped.
Oh my god please, please let her be all right. She took a deep breath as the jet landed. When Logan announced that Rogue had ran away the first thing she felt, was fear but now the only thing that mattered to her was the safety of her friend. The one she had earlier turned her back on. She sighed at the memory. How could I, like, betray her when she needed me the most? She shouldn't have done that. She doesn't know but when she comes back I'll be the friend she needed. But what if she didn't want to come back with them. They didn't even know why she ran away.
"Oh my stars and garters." Mr. McCoy said pulling her out of her thoughts. Staring at them were the remains of a car.
"She was here." Scott said shakily holding up a ring that could only belong to Rogue.
A.N: Hope you liked it.
